Sword knocks the door of heaven

Chapter 57 You, are you... there?
Zhuque Pavilion hides the sword building.

Mu Ningshuang, who had practiced swords all morning, was lying on her back by the window on the second floor of the sword building, her plump chest heaving, her somewhat rapid breathing turned into streaks of white air, and the golden sunlight shone on her from the window like a delicately carved On her face, a bead of sweat reflected the sunlight and slipped from her forehead, across her eyebrows like distant mountains, then along her thin, white and creamy cheeks, down to her delicate chin, and finally fell to the ground.

Mu Ningshuang, who is full of Autumn Water Sword Art, woke up in the morning without even drawing her eyebrows, so how could she care about the sweat on her face?

But this appearance, in the eyes of passers-by, is even more pitiful to me.

Under the hidden sword building, there was a young man standing in a daze.

Seeing the man's appearance from the window, Mu Ningshuang just frowned, her expression didn't change much, if it wasn't for the fact that she was unhappy these days, she might not even bother to frown.

The greedy eyes these men looked at her, since she was ten years old, have been looking at her now, making her numb.In the past, she used to wonder why this man always looked like this. Gradually, she found that all the men in the world have this face, all of them are lustful, greedy, mean and shameless, and they can't walk when they see a pretty woman. , and always like to be self-righteous, thinking that as long as he has some money, some cultivation, and some appearance, women will throw themselves into his arms.

"dirty."

Speaking of men, this word comes to Mu Ningshuang's mind.

Since childhood, these men have always tried every means to get close to her, each of them regarded themselves as their taboo, and no one would consider her feelings.

Just like the man who eavesdropped on his words and deeds in the sound transmission talisman last night, pretending to say something to help himself, but in fact, the dirty thoughts in his heart are not the same as those stinky men?
So last night she locked the sound transmission talisman without hesitation, and ignored that man.

"Man, it's really dirty and disgusting."

She gritted her teeth fiercely, then frowned and spat softly.

Feeling rested, she stood up from the stool by the window and picked up the saber next to her. The swordsmanship test was approaching, and she was going to practice for a while. She believed that as long as she practiced more proficiently, she would pass the test .

"Ningshuang, come with me to Qingluan Palace in Zhuque Pavilion."

At this moment, Chong Mu Ningshuang, the steward of the middle-aged woman in Zhuque Pavilion, beckoned.

"I'm practicing swordplay."

Mu Ningshuang frowned, she could guess what the other party wanted her to do, it must be some other guest from Zhuque Pavilion, and asked herself to go and receive it.

These stewards of the Vermillion Bird Pavilion do not have much cultivation, but all of them can speak well, and every time they go down the mountain, they can bring a lot of money and food to the Vermilion Bird Pavilion, so the Pavilion Master and several senior uncles also value them very much.

The bargaining chips they used to exchange for these money and food were nothing more than the beautiful disciples of Zhuque Pavilion. They did not dare to touch the inner disciples, but there were not a few of the outer disciples who were forcibly promised by them to the children of the aristocratic family at the foot of the mountain. Mu Ningshuang can't see it all the time, why do these good girls' life events fall into the hands of these people?

These stewards are walking in the Immortal Mansion at best, but they are matchmakers at worst. In their eyes, the girls in Zhuque Pavilion are all clearly marked with prices, and Mu Ningshuang is even more fat in their eyes. A few years ago, Mu Ningshuang After entering the inner door and being pampered by the pavilion master, they dare not think about Mu Ningshuang.

But recently they heard that the pavilion master has been in seclusion all the year round, and that the acting pavilion master, Uncle Zhilan, doesn’t like Mu Ningshuang very much. The most important thing is that Mu Ningshuang’s cultivation has stagnated. All the small thoughts that had been extinguished were all revived, like the steward named Ma Yulan in front of him, who directly declared in Xianfu that as long as the chips are enough, Mu Ningshuang is no longer for sale.

The popularity of Mu Ningshuang's reputation was somewhat beyond Ma Yulan's expectations, so she let it out, the Sun family of Qinglian Immortal Mansion, the Sun family whose strength is comparable to the four major sects of Immortal Mansion, came to her door, so Only then did today's release come out.

"My dear Ningshuang, let's come with my sister. I'm not hurting you. The person who came today is the eldest son of the Sun family. Mr. Sun is elegant, no more than those scruffy family disciples."

"Don't go!"

Seeing that the steward finally expressed his intention, Mu Ningshuang took up the sword and left without looking back.

"Humph……"

Then Ma Yulan snorted coldly and said: "This is what Uncle Zhilan meant. Our Zhuque Pavilion has to rely on Sun's family for many things this year. Zhuque Pavilion has raised you for so many years without doing such a few things?"

These words are full of threats and sarcasm.

Mu Ningshuang trembled slightly when she heard the words, she didn't expect that Uncle Zhilan agreed to let a core disciple of the inner sect go to receive a son of an aristocratic family, does this mean that Zhuquege has given up on herself?

She felt sad for a while.

"Ningshuang, Ningshuang is so good, let's go with my sister to see that grandson, maybe the two of you just fell in love with each other, isn't it a beautiful thing, the marriage between the Sun family of Xianfu and Qiushuimen, this news If it is announced, it will shake the entire Immortal Mansion!"

Ma Yulan said with bright eyes, took the sword in Mu Ningshuang's hand as she spoke, and pushed her towards the door.

Even her uncle agreed, so Mu Ningshuang had no stance to insist anymore, she let Ma Yulan drag her forward with a sad heart.

When he came to Qingluan Palace, a man of medium build and slightly fat stood up. Although his face was calm, his eyes still couldn't hide the excitement when he saw Mu Ningshuang.

"Miss Ningshuang, under Sun Yuze, I have admired the girl's name for a long time, and when I saw her today, she looks like a heavenly being."

Mu Ningshuang glanced at Sun Yuze, and found that it was the man who was staring at her greedily outside the window just now, and a feeling of disgust surged in her heart.

"People have also seen it. I don't feel well, so I went back first."

Without looking at Sun Yuze again, Mu Ningshuang turned her head and walked out the door.

Sun Yuze was stunned at first, then looked at Ma Yulan coldly and said:

"Didn't you say that you can make the decision, why can't even one person stay?"

This Ma Yulan seemed to have expected Mu Ningshuang's behavior a long time ago, so she calmly said with a smile on her face:

"It's normal for a little girl to feel unwell, and Mr. Sun wouldn't embarrass a girl because of such a trivial matter, would he?"

Mu Ningshuang, who had just walked to the door, thought that Ma Yulan had changed her sexuality and actually spoke for her, but then she only heard Ma Yulan say maliciously:
"Let's let him handle the small things. We elders are the ones to decide the big things. Today I just let the young master take a look at this little girl. Are you satisfied, young master? Our marriage is settled like this, and other things will be settled." Leave it to me Ma Yulan,"

When Mu Ningshuang heard this, she staggered and almost fell at the door.

Back at her own residence, Mu Ningshuang looked at the candlelight on the table blankly, hesitated for a long time and finally opened the drawer, and took out the sound transmission talisman that she had sealed away yesterday.

"You, are you there?"

She mustered up the courage to speak to the sound transmission talisman.

After a while, a somewhat busy voice came from the other end of the sound transmission note and whispered:
"Yes, yes, yes, my dishes are still in the pot, wait for me."

At this time, at the other end of the sound transmission talisman, Li Yunsheng was busy in the kitchen while secretly replying to Mu Ningshuang.

Outside the house, Sang Xiaoman was knocking on the bowl with chopsticks and said: "Dinner is ready, dinner is ready, I'm hungry, I'm hungry!"

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