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"Didn't you see it now?" Beichen Guidie boasted.

"You've only met my brother a few times, and you say you like it so easily?" Liu Shengshuangyue laughed.

Beichen Guidie really wanted to discuss this question carefully, so he squinted his eyes and asked, "When you watch a man wash the dishes and think he is very attractive, don't you like it?"

"Hmph, what is this..."

Liu Shengshuangyue looked sideways and looked at the kitchen. It happened that Bai Wei noticed his gaze. The brothers and sisters looked at each other, and the young man smiled back. It was such an ordinary smile, and suddenly the sun was shining in the room.

She lowered her head, rubbed her cheeks with both hands and blushed slightly, and said falteringly: "It can be counted..."

Beichen Guidie leaned on the sofa and said softly, "I really haven't seen a scene where a man washes the dishes."

Liu Shengshuangyue was stunned for a while, this seemed to be very rare, but also not so rare.

In the families of the Ming Dynasty, both men and women are responsible for hope, but no one is willing to wash the dishes, so in order to let each other wash the dishes, husband and wife will often make all kinds of intrigue jokes, which are more interesting than love brain battles.

Shuangyue doesn't think it's an annoyance, but a joy of life. She doesn't hate cooking and washing dishes, and she even feels calm and happy in her heart.

"Maybe you really stayed in the Ming country for too long and were influenced by the values ​​there." Beichen Guidie said softly: "In Yingzhou, it is normal for women to be in charge of washing dishes and cooking, even if there are sons and daughters at home, daughters You have to learn to help your mother to bear the risk, while the son only has to think about where to go to play today, and come back in a dirty body, he doesn't have to think about daily necessities... So, men cook and wash dishes, very rarely."

"My family has servants, so I don't need to do the housework myself, but occasionally I see my mother cook, deliver meals to my father, and clean up. He never does it. He is obviously a married son-in-law, but he enjoys it very much. Taking care of my wife, I am still very masculine."

Liu Shengshuangyue asked: "So, a man who can wash dishes can get into your eyes? This requirement is too low, Ming Kingdom is everywhere."

Beichen Guidie said unhappily: "So I say you really don't understand... the point is not to wash the dishes, okay?"

"In what?"

"Respect, equality, modesty." Beichenguidie looked at Liusheng Shuangyue's puzzled eyes, and she sighed again. Liusheng, who went to the Ming Dynasty at the age of 12, may have been derailed from a normal family for too long, and he doesn't understand the operation of the Yingzhou family. .

"To put it simply, if there are guests coming, men cannot do housework in person, otherwise they will be looked down upon by outsiders."

"Housework and trivial matters are women's affairs. Men are responsible for receiving guests, while women have to keep silent, and can't interrupt at will and yell."

"This is the current situation of families in Yingzhou."

"According to the general situation, you should be in charge of washing the dishes now, and then it makes sense for your brother to talk to me here."

Liu Shengshuangyue suddenly understood, but she didn't quite understand, she said: "This is my brother taking care of me, I also cook and wash dishes on weekdays, occasionally my brother will cook, but I rushed to come... ...isn't that how it should be between family members?"

Beichen Guidie choked, she held her chin and sighed, but immediately there was an unknown fire.

This flame is called jealousy.

She hid it well before, but now she reveals it unconsciously.

"I see you, you are really... completely spoiled by your brother."

"I don't know how to spoil anyone. I have a bad personality, but I can't talk about being arrogant because of favors." Liu Shengshuangyue said confidently.

Bei Chen Gui Die Kan Kan and clenched his fists... You have clearly slapped me in the face!

She snorted softly: "The digestion is over, go to the gym to practice!"

Without a beating, it will be difficult to end this bad breath.

Chapter 120 Five Adding Another Weekly Payback

Perhaps Liu Shengshuangyue and Beichen Guidie were really destined opponents.

Compared with Jinguji Saki's hidden M attribute, Beichen Guidie's unyielding personality has become very resilient after hundreds of reincarnations.

She is a firm believer that the best defense is an offense.

The same is true of Liu Shengshuangyue, who only knows how to forge ahead, and slashing with a knife is her philosophy of swordsmanship.

Straightforward, right.

Two attacks and one touch, there must be a discount.

Since one person is sure to lose, it is very important to know where to stop. But they don't understand this principle, and they don't stop until their hands are numb and the wooden knife cracks.

"You have become stronger again." Beichen Guidie sighed sincerely: "It is a monster to become stronger day after day."

"You're not bad either. The sword technique I've seen just now was cracked after only a few repetitions."

"An ever-changing response is the characteristic of Beichen's one-sword style, but your swordsmanship is becoming more and more treacherous." Beichen Guidie slowed down his breathing: "It doesn't seem like it is used to deal with humans."

"Maybe it wasn't originally." Liu Shengshuangyue didn't know too well, but as long as she could become stronger, she didn't care what the origin of the sword technique was or what it was used for: "You're under a lot of pressure, or why don't you just lose to me?"

"Are you kidding? According to the agreement, if I lose to you, I won't be able to see Mr. Bai for a week. I don't want to..." She licked her dry lips aggressively.

"You don't want the bridge of your nose anymore?" Liu Shengshuangyue sneered back: "Sooner or later, you will be disfigured!"

"Oh, are you jealous that I'm prettier than you?"

"Pretty? Which eye of yours told you so? Do you really think of yourself as Tamamo-mae?"

"It's not that exaggerated, right? At most, it's on the level of Ono Komachi?"

Ono Komachi, a poetess in the early Heian period, one of the Six Immortals, was touted by Neon people as one of the three beauties in the world, which shows her status in the hearts of Yingzhou people. (The origin of the name of Touhou Onozuka Komachi)

The reason the two girls are fighting is because they have no energy to continue fighting, and they are both recovering their physical fitness, but the swordsmen can't find the rest after a few words of bickering. Didn't play well, put down harsh words.

"See you, Rashomon!"

"See you at the White Snake Shrine!"

At the same time, they closed their eyes and visualized, and they stepped into the field again, one standing in front of the sword solitary tomb, and the other standing in front of the shrine.

Just as he was about to draw his sword and continue the bloody real sword fight, he suddenly heard a voice.

Ding--

The crisp sound is not as heavy as a bell, but very crisp, like a bell hanging behind the door of an old shop, making a pleasant sound to remind the store manager that a customer is coming, and this bell is hanging in front of a building.

Once again, the clouds parted.

The scene continued to expand and update, and Rashomon, the third public area outside of the White Snake Shrine, was refreshed.

Here is a bamboo forest, and the bamboo forest is full of snow.

Boundless falling trees rustled.

The falling bamboo leaves, the accumulated white snow, the lush green and the silvery white that adorn the earth are in stark contrast, blending together abruptly.

And in the middle of the snow, stood a figure from behind.

Beichen Guidie knocked and felt familiar, and was about to approach curiously, but was stopped by Liu Shengshuangyue.

"If you don't want to die, I suggest you...be prepared to draw your sword in advance."

Liu Shengshuangyue stared at this backside figure, she was too familiar with it.

Since the opening of Rashomon, the Rurouni swordsman in Guanfa has completely disappeared. She also regretted for a while that she lost the opportunity to continue to hone, but now it seems redundant, and the other party has followed. It just took a while.

And, stronger and more complete than before.

The man was dressed in the clothes of a wanderer, with a fox mask covering his face and a weapon hanging from his waist, which was almost exactly the same as Tengu Kiri.

The wanderer stood between the bamboo forest and the snow field. Since entering here, the time in the sky has been fixed at the full moon, not the sun at noon.

"Go together? Or come one by one?"

Ronin's voice distorted through the mask: "You have three chances to challenge."

Liu Shengshuangyue took half a step forward and said directly, "I'll come first!"

She pulled out Tengukiri and started the battle with Iaijutsu. With a flash of the sword, Tengukiri collided with Tengukiri.

The two identical knives erupted with lightning, and it seemed that neither of them was convinced by the counterfeit in the other's hand.

Ronin lightly shakes the saber, seemingly lightly moving, but bursts out with terrifying power. Snow-colored dust is raised in the snow, and the traces that fly out are the hard-to-see light of the saber. In that instant, Liu Shengshuangyue lost his balance , and then his head was almost chopped off.

She threw out the Lishou sword, the light of the sword attracted Ronin's attention, and then she tried her best to move her body to avoid the fatal blow, her left hand alternated with her right hand, rolled on the ground, hit the bamboo, and immediately broke out in cold sweat.

It is more than twice as strong as before.

Liu Shengshuangyue exhaled turbid air to relieve her inner tension. She hadn't fought for several days, and she almost forgot the tragic outcome of the real sword.

After a short rest, she chose to attack again, directly violently, and the true air flowed, causing a layer of dust to hang on the Tengu she was holding. The invisible cocoon, this layer of cocoon is called the limit of mediocrity, it is the bottleneck that most swordsmen cannot break through in their entire lives, and it is the limit distance for swordsmen and swordsmen to spread their sword energy.

It is like a scabbard, thick and strong, but lacks sharpness.

Only the sharp sword out of the sheath can show its sharpness and kill invisible.

In the blink of an eye, the swords collided for more than ten rounds. Liu Shengshuangyue, who was in a state of rage, only cared about using all her sword skills without considering defense at all. There was quite an element of showmanship in the violent combo, but this was what she wanted Demonstrated progress.

But sooner or later, the moves will wear out. When she used Lishoujian for the third time, the blade was stuck in its position.

A knife easily split through the bamboo forest, directly plunged into her chest, passed through her chest, and blood spattered.

"Some progress." Luke commented: "But, I have to go back and practice more."

He drew out the knife and pushed it, and Liu Shengshuangyue fell face up in the snow, turning into light spots and dissipating.

"Next!" He pointed to Beichen Guidie.

Beichen Guidie, who had already seen it, smiled politely, and drew out the scabbard.

……

Three minutes later, Beichen Guidie came out of the shrine, touched his neck, and the back of his neck was still chilling.

"How did you die?" Liu Shengshuangyue asked abruptly.

"Beheading..."

"From behind?"

"Ah."

"Sure enough." Liu Shengshuangyue sighed: "He kills people by piercing his heart or beheading him. Although he doesn't have the taste of amputating limbs, he still kills by tricks."

"Have you fought him many times?"

"A lot." Liu Shengshuangyue was embarrassed to say that she had been killed at least hundreds of times.

"No wonder you have so much actual combat experience." Beichen Guidie said: "There is one last time, how to deal with it?"

"Let's go together." Liu Shengshuangyue compromised: "I want to try and see how long I can last."

The two stepped into the bamboo forest at the same time, and the wanderer was waiting, so it was not surprising to see someone draw their swords at the same time.

He said lightly: "If you want to kill me, remember to bring your friends with you."