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Chapter 188 Goodbye Ximen Chuixue, the decisive battle is coming!
  There are only two kinds of people who can sleep for more than twenty hours.

One is a blessed person, and the other is a sick person.

Lu Xiaofeng is neither sick nor so blessed.

Ximen Chuixue has been sleeping for a day and a night. Seeing his expression, Lu Xiaofeng couldn't even sleep anymore.

Beside him, Xue Bing has come no less than three times, and even the chicken soup that nourishes the body has been warmed several times, but Lu Xiaofeng has no intention of doing anything else.

He always thought he had friends, but in fact he did have many friends.

No matter where he is in the world, as long as he, Lu Xiaofeng, shows up, he will soon be the guest of all the local powerful leaders, and he will have beautiful women, fine wines, and all kinds of exquisite dishes at his disposal.

He used to think this way, that he had many friends, but looking at the appearance of his best friend in front of him, he began to waver for the first time in his life.

Xue Bing also looked worried and said softly: "From yesterday to now, he only woke up once and only said one sentence."

Lu Xiaofeng heard this but said nothing.

Just because he was there when Ximen Chuixue woke up, so he naturally knew what he said.

Time is the most mysterious thing. In just a few months, not only the world has changed, but even Ximen Chuixue has undergone considerable changes.

Just because Ximen Chuixue, who is known as the God of Swords, has also moved his heart.

Ever since he first tasted the taste of defeat in Zhuguangbaoqi Pavilion, Ximen Chuixue had left without saying goodbye, and even Lu Xiaofeng didn't know his whereabouts for a while.

But not long after the dust settled on the case of King Jinpeng, Lu Xiaofeng was at a disadvantage for the first time and felt that she was being played. She couldn't help but feel depressed, so she visited Wanmei Villa again.

But in Wanmei Villa, Lu Xiaofeng met a woman.

She is Sun Xiuqing, one of the four beauties of Emei. Sun Xiuqing is an ordinary name, a name with no poetic meaning.

But it is not her name that arouses jealousy at the moment, but her other title - Mrs. Simon.

Yes, just before Ximen Chuixue woke up, her name was mentioned, but her title had become Mrs. Ximen.

Once upon a time, in Lu Xiaofeng's eyes, her best friend was a sword, but how could a sword touch the emotions of mortals?
  At that time, he sighed in his heart and hoped that his friend would experience more life to avoid life being too boring, but now he has changed his mind.

Just because he doesn't know how to face Mrs. Ximen who is still waiting at Wanmei Villa. The only good thing now is that Wanmei Villa is far away from the Central Plains and rarely visited. No matter how shocking the rumors are, it will never spread to Wanmei Villa for a while.

Thinking of Mrs. Ximen who was still waiting at Wanmei Villa, Lu Xiaofeng suddenly seemed to have a heavy burden on his shoulders, and he began to feel a little scared. How fear faced Mrs. Simon's disappointed look later on.

He was always optimistic and open-minded, but this time he couldn't be happy and open-minded.

Just because Ximen Chuixue's injury was really serious this time, he followed Ximen Chuixue's instructions before he fell into coma and took the healing medicine he carried with him internally and externally.

But he could only barely control the wound from worsening and bleeding, but Ximen Chuixue himself was still unconscious.

Due to the condition of the injury, Lu Xiaofeng did not dare to move him at will to prevent the wound from cracking again. At the same time, he had to be careful that the news about Ximen Chuixue would not be leaked.

Ximen Chuixue entered the martial arts world at the age of twelve and became famous at the age of fourteen. He was addicted to swords and never lost in dozens of battles throughout his life!
  And not losing a single defeat naturally means that the number of souls under his command will never be small. In the past, people would be afraid of the sword in his hand and would not dare to take revenge on him.

But if the news spread that he was seriously injured and unconscious, countless people might want to take his life within half a day!

Maybe it's for revenge, maybe it's for fame. This is the situation in the world. If there is life, there will be death.

Some people are famous all over the world, while others are humble and hiding in a beggar's den, but these people all have one thing in common, that is, they will not be satisfied!

The struggle for fame and fortune driven by desire is the normal state of the world. Some people laugh, while others suffer.

But this time Lu Xiaofeng didn't want to cry. He didn't want to kill anyone, and he couldn't just watch his best friend being killed.

For this reason, he rarely suppressed his temper this time and stayed quietly by Ximen Chuixue's side every day. He even began to ignore revenge and the battle at the top of the Forbidden City soon.

"Lu Xiaofeng, it turns out you've been staying here for the past two days!"

Suddenly, a strange voice came from inside the hut.

Lu Xiaofeng and Xue Bing couldn't help but tremble, and at the same time they secretly turned around and looked behind them.

It turned out that at some point there was an extra figure in the room. This person stood with his hands behind his back, standing proudly in front of him.

The room was also very clean, filled with the fragrance of chrysanthemums and osmanthus. The lamp was lit on the table, and the moonlight outside the window was like water.

This person stood quietly in front of the window, facing the autumn moon outside the window, dressed in white like snow.

"It's you!"

Lu Xiaofeng's face changed slightly, and she had obviously recognized the identity of the person.

But at the same time, his tense spirit suddenly began to relax, because he knew that the figure in front of him could never be their enemy.

"Master Murong!"

Xue Bing saluted Murong Fu respectfully.

As the original eighth member of the Red Shoes organization, she had always had a good relationship with Wang Yuyan and other women. Now that she saw Murong Fu again and learned many things, she seldom saluted anyone.

Lu Xiaofeng sighed and asked slowly: "How did you find this place?"

He asked this question because although they were in the capital now, this place was really secretive. Even he had never known that Ximen Chuixue had such a hiding place in the capital before.

As long as one walks through the elegant garden, there is actually a pastry shop in front of it. The four-bay facade is carved with extremely delicate patterns, and three large characters are written on the door: "He Fang Zhai".

This is a very old pastry shop, but the people who use it are all Ximen Chuixue’s former family members.

No one would have thought that the famous swordsman Ximen Chuixue would become the owner of a pastry shop!

"You should remember that I am the current owner of Qingyi Tower. There are very few things in the world that can be hidden from me!"

Murong Fu turned back to look at Lu Xiaofeng with a calm tone.

Hearing this, Lu Xiaofeng suddenly sighed and said, "Since you know about this place, why didn't you come earlier?"

"You can rest assured that Ximen Chuixue has a special physique, and these injuries will not kill him!"

Murong Fu understood the implication of Lu Xiaofeng's words, but his eyes were fixed on Ximen Chuixue lying on the bed. With his eyesight, he could naturally see the seriousness of his injuries.

But in Lu Xiaofeng's eyes, Murong Fu's eyes became more complicated.

"Special physique?"

Lu Xiaofeng frowned slightly.

"It seems you still don't understand your friend. His physique is more special than you expected, and his medical skills are even better than you expected!"

Smelling the unique medicinal smell coming from the tip of his nose, Murong Fu sighed.

"You know his..."

There was a hint of surprise in Lu Xiaofeng's eyes.

Ximen Chuixue's life experience can be regarded as a secret in the martial arts world. Even he has never known the past of his family.

Not only did he not know about this, but even Mu Daoren, a senior martial artist like Su Lao, once lamented the mystery of Ximen Chuixue's origin!

"Just a slight guess!"

Murong Fu shook his head slightly.

He had a rough guess about Ximen Chuixue's origin, but this guess was not enough to support.

"But with his current injuries, it will take at least three days for him to wake up. Just mix this medicine with water and let him take it!"

Looking at Ximen Chuixue's extremely pale cheek, Murong Fu suddenly had an elixir in his palm.

As soon as the elixir was taken out, Lu Xiaofeng and Xue Bing could smell the refreshing fragrance of the medicine on their noses.

"This is?" Lu Xiaofeng guessed that the medicine was good, but she still couldn't help but ask.

"This medicine is an elixir made by my senior brother using the thousand-year-old Poria cocos, human-shaped Polygonum multiflorum, and the blood of the mango red clam, a species from heaven and earth. This medicine can detoxify hundreds of poisons and cure internal injuries. It can also be used by ordinary people to increase their own power!"

Understanding Lu Xiaofeng's caution, Murong Fu slowly explained.

Thousand-year-old Poria cocos, human-shaped Polygonum multiflorum, and the unknown blood of alien species from heaven and earth!

When Lu Xiaofeng and Xue Bing heard this, they couldn't help but change their colors slightly. These three main herbs are extremely rare and rare medicinal materials even in the world.

Any one of these items is extremely rare!

However, he was sought out by Murong Fu to make elixirs, which shows that Murong Fu's origins are indeed extraordinary.

After hearing Murong Fu's explanation, Lu Xiaofeng mixed the elixir with water and asked Ximen Chuixue to swallow it. After a while, Ximen Chuixue's pale face showed a trace of blood.

"This medicine is extremely overbearing, you should use your power to help it release its properties!" Murong Fu reminded.

Upon hearing this, Lu Xiaofeng hurriedly put her kung fu on Ximen's shoulders, and did not hesitate to use her kung fu to help Ximen Chuixue.

After about a cup of tea, Ximen Chuixue's face had gained a lot of color and was no longer as pale as before. At the same time, his breathing gradually became steady and strong.

"This medicine is indeed miraculous!"

Seeing this, Xue Bing couldn't help but sigh.

When Murong Fu heard this, he smiled and said nothing.

As a Taoist sect, the Xiaoyao Sect not only has profound martial arts, but also medical skills, stargazing, divination, chess, and craftsmanship, which can be regarded as the best in the world.

"How are you, City Lord Ye?"

Seeing that Ximen Chuixue's complexion gradually improved, Lu Xiaofeng finally felt relieved and suddenly asked.

Murong Fu smiled and said: "If you are worried about the Tang Sect's poison that he has been poisoned by, then there is no need to!"

"I suddenly realized that my worries were unnecessary!"

Looking at Murong Fu in front of her, Lu Xiaofeng realized that her worries were unnecessary.

"City Lord Ye is the same as Ximen Chuixue. They are not only rare swordsmen in the world, but they also have other unknown abilities!"

He understood what Lu Xiaofeng was thinking, but Murong Fu shook his head slightly.

"So much the better!"

Lu Xiaofeng looked at Ximen Chuixue who was lying unconscious on the bed, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Murong Fu said: "Are you worried that Lord Ye City will be defeated by Prince Taiping?"

"That's right! Because Ximen Chuixue once stabbed that man with a fatal sword, but he is still alive and even openly challenged Lord Ye!"

After saying this, Lu Xiaofeng's tone became weird.

He has faced countless enemies in his life, many of whom were highly skilled in martial arts and held high positions, but he had never encountered an opponent like Prince Taiping.

Murong Fu said: "Are you afraid that Lord Ye will lose to him?"

Lu Xiaofeng shook his head and said: "When you encounter such a weird opponent, you have to be careful in everything you do. I don't want to hear the bad news about another friend anymore!"

"You can rest assured that City Lord Ye will only win, not lose!"

It was clear what Lu Xiaofeng was worried about, but Murong Fu seemed to have great confidence in this battle.

"really?"

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes lit up and she asked.

"Seriously!" Murong Fu nodded.

"That's good!"

Lu Xiaofeng finally smiled.

As Ximen Chuixue's best friend, he naturally wants to see the person who hurt his friend pay the price.

Although the fight between the two is a fair fight, it is impossible for things like humans to be completely fair.

When you have friends and a position, selfishness will naturally arise, and Lu Xiaofeng is no exception.

At best, he is a little more open-minded than others. Once things concern his friends, he will also be angry and sad.

"Tomorrow is the day of the decisive battle. Do you want to come?"

Before leaving, Murong Fu suddenly turned around and asked.

Lu Xiaofeng smiled and declined: "No, I still have people who need me to take care of me right now!"

He suddenly realized a common truth: no matter how brilliant a battle was in the world, it was not as important as the friends around him.

"That's a pity, this battle is destined to be lively!"

Murong Fu was not surprised when Lu Xiaofeng refused, but his tone was obviously meaningful.

……

September 14, dusk. The sunset was gorgeous and the sky was full of colorful clouds. Murong Fu walked out of the back alley of Helao Zhai and strode along the streets that were already reflected red by the setting sun.

There are only a few hours left before the top of the Forbidden City, and tight security has already begun outside the imperial city.

But this time it seemed that someone had deliberately played a joke on them. There were only six strips of color-changing silk, but there were already more than dozens of people coming and going.

Moreover, everyone had a ribbon tied on their arm, and the ribbon seemed to have turned red under the setting sun. This scene directly made the "Xiaoxiang Swordsman" Wei Ziyun dumbfounded.

Among the people who came to attend the meeting, there were no less than several famous martial arts figures, such as Taoist Su Laomu of Wudang Sect, Huangshan Gusong layman, Huo Tianqing, the chief escort of Fuwei Escort Bureau, and others.

As for the other unknown people, they either wore hats or had their faces covered. They looked mysterious and strange, as if they didn't want to reveal their true identities.

There was even a group of beautiful women, headed by Wang Yuyan's daughters. They accompanied Murong Fu, who was dressed in white, and quickly attracted the attention of everyone present.

"Mr. Murong, what on earth is going on?"

"Xiaoxiang Swordsman" Wei Ziyun stared at Murong Fu and asked.

"You ask me, who should I ask!"

Facing Wei Ziyun's question, Murong Fu's tone seemed a little cold.

"you……"

"Desert Condor" Tu Fang wanted to explode, but considering Murong Fu's martial arts, he had no choice but to endure it.

In fact, they had already known that the ribbons in Murong Fu's hands were not distributed to anyone else, but remained in their own hands.

But who would have thought that before the decisive battle, there would be so many people wearing discolored silk pieces outside the imperial city...

Murong Fu ignored the ugly expressions of Wei Ziyun and the other four, and slowly walked towards the venue of today's decisive battle with the girls.

Not far behind him, several figures who could hide their appearance were laughing secretly in their hearts.

Just because they had already recognized the figure in front of them, it was their eldest sister. Wang Yuyan, who was also beside Murong Fu, seemed to smell a familiar fragrance and glanced at Murong Fu beside her with some surprise.

Murong Fu, on the other hand, was leaning next to her, and soon an inexplicable smile appeared on her lips, as if she had learned something interesting.

(End of this chapter)