Villain Boss: Start from the East Undefeated

Chapter 189 Draw your sword!
"Ximen Chuixue?"

Dongfang Bubai was taken aback for a moment, never expecting that Ximen Chuuxue was what Lu Xiaofeng said.

The person who regards himself as a sword to practice.

"That's right, only Ximen Chuuxue, who stands at the pinnacle of the world, can give you advice!"

Lu Xiaofeng sighed slightly.

"Indeed!"

Hua Manlou nodded in agreement.

Although Hua Manlou doesn't like people like Ximen Chuuxue who kill countless people.

But Dongfang Bubai's situation, only these people can point out.

Seeing Hua Manlou frowning, Dongfang Bubai felt something.

If Ximen Chuixue is about killing, then Huamanlou is about love.

Always keep a soft side to the world.

The two are equivalent to two extremes.

More than ten days later, Dongfang Bubai took back the scabbard that Zhu Ting had repaired, and headed towards Wanmei Villa together with Lu Xiaofeng.

Huamanlou did not follow, but stayed in Baihualou, taking care of the flowers and plants.

With Lu Xiaofeng accompanying Dongfang Bubai on his trips, he was very relieved.

There should be no one in this world who can make Lu Xiaofeng suffer.

One month later, Wanmei Villa.

"This is Wanmei Villa?"

Dongfang Bubai looked in the distance, and saw a manor with an area of ​​tens of acres standing at the foot of the mountain.

Surrounded by green hills, it is so beautiful.

"Not bad! Just in time for the first flowering period of plum blossoms, we came at the right time!"

Lu Xiaofeng took a deep breath, as if he could smell the fragrance of Wanmei flowers.

"Such a big manor, it looks rich at first glance!"

Dongfang Bubai sighed, why should he keep busy for money?
"Do you only have money in your eyes? Such a beautiful plum blossom, such a fragrant plum fragrance, you turn a blind eye!"

Lu Xiaofeng was speechless.

He was a little puzzled, with Dongfang Bubai's personality, why he cared so much about money.

With Dongfang Invincible's current status, it is enough to eat for a lifetime.

"Oh?" Dongfang Bubai turned his head, looked at Lu Xiaofeng seriously, and said, "You say it's the fragrance of plum blossoms? Or my fragrance?"

Lu Xiaofeng paused, and replied without hesitation: "You smell good!"

"Then do you think plum blossoms are prettier, or me?"

Although Dongfang Bubai's tone was emotionless, it seemed to be an ordinary question.

But Lu Xiaofeng still responded without the slightest hesitation: "You look good!"

This is a question that everyone should know how to answer.

"Not as good-looking as me, and not as fragrant as me, why can't I turn a blind eye!"

With that said, Dongfang Bubai directly raised his feet and walked towards the villa.

Lu Xiaofeng shrugged, he couldn't refute this.

The villa was neatly tidied up, with clusters of plum blossoms facing the sun, stretching their waists, the breeze blowing, and the faint fragrance of plum blossoms.

Not long after, the two came to the center of the villa.

A figure as white as snowflakes stood quietly in the yard.

He has a tall and straight figure, with one hand on his back and the other hand holding the hilt of the sword, casually pointing to the ground, raising his head to look at the plum blossoms in the distance.

There is a faint artistic conception fluctuating around him, emerging from time to time.

Plum blossoms occasionally fell, circling and flying past the white figure.

At first glance, it looks like a beautiful picture scroll.

"You came!"

Ximen Chuuxue didn't turn around, only the voice seemed to have no emotion or emotion at all.

"I am coming!"

Lu Xiaofeng responded.

"who is she?"

Ximen Chuuxue still didn't turn around, but it seemed that he had already discovered Dongfang Bubai.

But what he said was still plain, as if two hard ice cubes collided, short and clear.

"a friend!"

Lu Xiaofeng seemed to be quite used to this way of speaking, it was very natural.

But Dongfang Bubai felt that this kind of tone was a bit weird.

At this time, Ximen Chuuxue gradually turned around, her black hair swaying without wind.

The sharp-edged face and cold features made him look very handsome.

The black and white pupils seemed to be flickering with sword light, looking towards Dongfang Bubai.

In such an instant, Dongfang Bubai seemed to feel a sharp long sword shooting out from those cold and emotionless eyes.

He suddenly had the urge to draw his sword and face him.

But that gaze just passed away in a flash, and it fell directly on the long sword in Dongfang Bubai's hand.

"Good sword!" Ximen Chuixue cherished words like gold.

Dongfang Bubai was a little surprised, Ximen Chuuxue could actually feel that he had a good sword through the scabbard.

His gorgeous scabbard, in the eyes of ordinary Jianghu people, probably no one would think it is a good sword.

"Ximen, my friend encountered some difficulties in practice, I hope you can give me some advice!"

Lu XiaoFeng said.

As if Ximen Chuuxue had never heard of it, he stared at the long sword in Dongfang Bubai's hand for a moment and said, "You practice sword?"

Dongfang Bubai always felt that this tone of voice was a bit like babbling.

Like the kind of people who have not spoken for a long time, trying to control their lips, and uttering words with difficulty.

"I practice swords naturally!"

Dongfang Bubai responded, always feeling hairy all over.

Like being pointed at by a long sword.

Ximen Chuuxue's eyes were too sharp, like the edge of a sword.

"Draw your sword!"

Ximen Chuuxue stood still. He was very strict with sword practitioners, but he was also very tolerant.

Strictly for those who insult the sword.

Tolerance is for those who practice swords sincerely.

The heights are unbearably cold, and he also needs someone who can practice peerless swordsmanship, who can compete with him.

Because of this, he doesn't mind giving pointers to others.

Of course, the premise is that this person is worthy of his advice.

What's more, it was Lu Xiaofeng, the only friend who brought him here.

He believed that Lu Xiaofeng understood his character and would not insult the long sword in his hand.

Dongfang Bubai turned his head and glanced at Lu Xiaofeng, but saw Lu Xiaofeng tapped his toes, he had already retreated a long way, and nodded to Dongfang Bubai.

When I first met Lu Xiaofeng, I always felt that this person was very greasy and full of sweet talk.

But after becoming friends, Lu Xiaofeng took great care of others, and was even willing to keep restraining himself because of his faults that he didn't want others to touch.

There is a chivalrous feeling that makes people feel heartbroken.

Perhaps this is also the reason why Lu Xiaofeng has so many friends.

Seeing Lu Xiaofeng nodding, Dongfang Bubai suddenly became serious, and looked straight at Ximen Chuuxue.

A trace of artistic conception erupted from him.

Between the two of them, gusts of wind rose out of nowhere, and all the clothes were rattling.

A white dress like snow.

A green as grass.

There are more than ten meters apart, but it is like two heavens and earth.

One side is as cold as snow, the wind is biting, and the world is dead silent.

One side is full of vitality, the sun is shining brightly, and the world is green.

It seems that two extreme and different worlds are colliding.

Ximen Chuuxue nodded unobtrusively, as if in recognition of Dongfang Bubai.

But then he shook his head slightly, making people confused.

Sudden.

"Keng!"

The long sword in Dongfang Bubai's hand suddenly came out of its sheath.

At that moment, the vibrant world behind Dongfang Bubai seemed to be gathered in the long sword in his hand.

Like a round of scorching sun hanging high, panic is upright, shining unstoppably in the world.

"Buzz!"

Weng Ming, the long sword, made an extremely ordinary straight thrust, and went straight to Ximen Chuuxue.

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