Starry Sky Railway: The Fishing Sword Master is kept by Fu Xuan

Yan Qing was a little annoyed. This guy teased him, and laughed so loudly!

Unhappy!

"I... and Xing Xuan are fine, don't worry about it, Mr. Yuchen." He coughed, cleared his throat, and his eyes became slightly sharp.

"Sir, I have been practicing swordsmanship with my master recently, and I have gained a lot of insights. I wonder if I can ask you for advice later?"

"Hmm..." Yuchen's eyes slowly moved to Jingliu who was standing quietly beside him.

"Hehe, you are quite good. After teaching Jingyuan, continue to teach his apprentice~"

"It's not me who teaches, it's him who keeps pestering me for advice all day long."

She yawned lazily, her rosy lips slightly opened, emitting bursts of light, revealing a hint of charm, and the black satin covered her eyes again, floating gently with the wind.

I don't know if she will take it off to see it later, or just listen to the sound.

"Well... that's understandable."

"So, is it okay? Is it okay! Mr. Yuchen, is it okay?"

Yanqing took a few steps forward quickly, staring at Yuchen with burning eyes and asked.

Yuchen wrinkled his nose, stepped back slightly, and squatted behind little Fuxuan.

Taibu shook his head helplessly, looked at Yanqing with expectation, and nodded.

"Just ask for a few moves, he's willing."

"Okay!" The young man waved his arms a little excitedly, full of energy and vigor.

It seems that Xingxuan didn't squeeze this young swordsman to death every day...

Yuchen exhaled quietly, glanced at the two people, and pulled Fuxuan to sit on the prepared chair beside him.

It was supposed to be Jing Yuanyuan who came to see, but now they came up.

He picked up a small red fruit and threw it into his mouth. The taste was sour and sweet, which was acceptable.

Fu Xuan glanced at the aisle between him and Yu Chen, sitting alone in his seat, feeling a little strange in his heart.

It was rare to sit apart like this, not being hugged or held, not feeling his warmth, it was really a bit uncomfortable.

Shaking his head, Taibu Lord calmed down, and did not ask Yu Chen to move the stool to get close to him.

On the one hand, there was no need to stick together all the time, and on the other hand, such an occasion was indeed not very appropriate...

Just thinking about this, he moved the chair and came over...

"Hehe... Wife, you don't think I don't want to sit with you, do you?

How is that possible? I just scared you quietly just now!"

Fu Xuan turned his head to look at him with a faint expression, "Did I say anything?"

Humph, the arrogant Taibu Lord would never admit it!

"You didn't say it, but I saw your pitiful expression~" He squinted his eyes, shook his head and said, while feeding the fruit in his hand to Fu Xuan's mouth.

Fu Xuan frowned in dissatisfaction, but still opened his mouth and ate a fruit obediently.

After swallowing it, she stared at him and said, "How am I pitiful?!"

Yu Chen laughed, turned his head and looked at Yan Qing and asked, "Yan Qing, do you think that Master Taibu looked disappointed just now?"

The little swordsman blinked, but he was not too afraid of Fu Xuan's stern eyes.

He pursed his lips and said carefully, "I didn't pay much attention, but I did see that Master Taibu looked a little... that, unhappy?"

He would not lie, and Yu Chen raised his head at once.

Fu Xuan bit her lip, feeling a little ashamed, but a little doubt rose in her heart.

Has she reached the point where she would be unhappy if she was separated from him for a while?

She stopped looking at the conspicuous swordsman who was teasing her with funny actions, but grabbed his hand and thought silently.

If I suddenly separate from Yu Chen now...

One month... No, just one week...

Fu Xuan closed his eyes and imagined the scene...

He occasionally went out to do something and didn't have any big emotional fluctuations, but...

One week, a full seven days.

Logically speaking, this is just a blink of an eye for the immortal species...

Without Yu Chen...

Work by yourself, eat by yourself, take a bath by yourself, sleep by yourself... No warm hugs or sweet kisses when you wake up in the morning, no one to rub her head when she is tired from work, no idiot to make her happy when she is bored, no one to feed her when she eats, no one to hold her hand when she goes shopping, no one to hold her when she goes out, no idiot to take advantage of her and guide her to do bad things with cute eyes when she sleeps...

Life has lost the trace of Yu Chen...

Unspeakable depression and suffocation surged into her heart. Fu Xuan suddenly grabbed his hand, took a deep breath slowly, and her body couldn't help trembling.

No... maybe I can barely bear it for a week, a month may make me sad for a long time, a year... ten years... a hundred years...

The heart will die, the soul will wither...

"How..."

"Hold me."

Yu Chen'sThe conversation was interrupted, and he silently hugged his wife, who had made him unhappy for some reason.

Fu Xuan struggled to get into his arms, sniffed his breath fiercely, and felt the warmth, and her trembling heart slowly calmed down.

Yan Qing's eyes had become subtle, but the two seemed to be unable to see it.

"What's wrong?" Yu Chen gently pinched her hand and asked softly.

Fu Xuan shrank her body, turned over, and sat in his arms with her back to him. Fortunately, the chair was big enough, and she looked normal sitting like this with her petite figure.

"I just imagined the scene of being separated from you for a while... and then...

It's so uncomfortable..."

The little Taibu's tone was a little low. Although it was a bit embarrassing to say this, she was flustered when she imagined it, and rubbed against Yu Chen again.

Yu Chen was stunned for a moment, but did not laugh at this sensitive young wife. Instead, he hugged her tighter and comforted her softly, "No, we will not separate, never."

"...If there is something that cannot be helped, I can still bear it for a day or two..."

Fu Xuan raised his head and reached out to touch his face.

Yu Chen held her hand and rubbed it gently on his face, whispering, "Not even a day, because I can't bear it."

"..."

Fu Xuan breathed softly, and the pent-up emotions in his heart were about to burst out again.

She hugged Yu Chen's head, raised her body and kissed him gently.

Yan Qing retracted his gaze, leaned on his face and sat aside, expressionless.

When he becomes a powerful person, he will also be like these two people, hugging Xing Xuan every day and being affectionate with each other!

The little Fu Xuan who made Yu Chen want to love her covered his mouth with her hand after parting their lips.

"Okay... Let's kiss each other when we get home. The martial arts competition is about to start."

Yu Chen suddenly felt uncomfortable. He hadn't responded yet and was satisfied, but suddenly he said he didn't want to kiss her...

Fu Xuanjiang's purple tube lit the fire but didn't put it out?

He glanced around and confirmed that no one was paying attention to this side for the time being. He held the girl in his arms and nibbled her face and mouth.

Taibu sat in his arms, powerless to resist, like a blade of grass in the wind, being wantonly teased.

Fortunately, Yu Chenchen was still rational. After being satisfied, he said something cruel, "I'll kiss you until you faint when I get home," and then he calmed down.

The martial arts competition began, and Yan Qing jumped to the center of the venue in a few steps and stood with another Yunqi Xiaowei.

The soldiers who had been fighting for many years didn't say much nonsense. They briefly introduced the content of today's martial arts competition and cast their eyes on Yu Chen and the others.

He held his wife in his arms with a calm face and didn't intend to say anything.

Although Jing Liu was blindfolded, his perception of the outside world was no different from that of ordinary people, and he was even more acute. However, he just smiled faintly and remained silent.

In fact, Jing Yuan was supposed to say something to boost morale, but the general...

Run went to pamper his daughter (crossed out) Bai Lu...

However, those two people were not the focus. Fu Xuan, who was sitting in Yu Chen's arms, was the target of the guards. Many eyes fell on him at once.

Although Taibu, who had long been accustomed to big scenes, was not stage fright, he didn't know what to say at this moment...

Please, she had never participated in a martial arts performance and didn't understand the process at all.

She didn't know what to say as she was asked to speak by the leader...

Thinking this way, Fu Xuan stood up and took two steps forward. Looking at the large group of recruits in front of her, she cleared her throat and said:

"The general is not here today, so I will say a few words for him.

Everyone, Luofu has just won a victory and society is temporarily stable, but there are frequent battles in Xianzhou. There are always victories, but there are also failures.

The Cloud Riders must not indulge in a single victory. I hope you will remember this in your heart.

May your military fortune flourish and the conference be auspicious and successful."

...

The growth of the Cloud Riders is very fast, because wars really often linger in Xianzhou, and they face life and death more frequently than soldiers on peaceful planets.

However, it is precisely because of this that the newly enlisted Cloud Riders need to quickly recognize the situation and be prepared.

The martial arts performance is meant to select those with extraordinary talents, but the main purpose is to make them realize that in this world, the gap between individuals is so large that it cannot be filled by numbers.

The gap between ordinary people and destiny walkers, the gap between destiny walkers and destiny walkers, the gap between destiny walkers and star gods, the gap between humans and star gods...

Humanity is too insignificant in front of "Him" who can overturn the galaxy with a flip of his hand...

In the three wars of the rich people, the immortal boat suffered heavy losses every time, regardless of victory or defeat.

The Emperor Bow Siming's arrow saved the immortal boat from danger, but it alsoMost of Fanghu's immortal boat was destroyed in an instant.

The Cloud Cavalry is really... a high-risk profession...

Luofu is actually good, and has been stable in recent years, but Yaoqing's immortal boat, which fights wherever it goes, makes the Cloud Cavalry's loss rate unimaginable.

…

Compared to the martial arts performance among ordinary people, the competition between the fate walkers with extraordinary power is obviously more interesting.

People who walk on the fate are different from ordinary people, but there are also pure people with peak skills who can fight against extraordinary power with their mortal bodies, or even suppress it.

This kind of people is actually more worthy of attention than ordinary fate walkers

, because it is basically inevitable to absorb the power of fate in the future.

And the upper limit is higher...

Of course, people who have entered the fate and have reached the pinnacle of skills are also bound to be extremely powerful.

There was a girl who was particularly eye-catching at this martial arts performance. The bursts of fire guns suppressed all the masters.

However, she is a proud and arrogant person.

After fighting all the way and advancing to the next level, ordinary soldiers are obviously not her target.

During the break, her eyes were always fixed on the two Cloud Riders, because the top three in the conference were qualified to challenge them at the end.

This means to dampen the spirit of these young and energetic guys...

There are too many such thorns in the Cloud Riders. In order to avoid being inflated and losing their lives on the battlefield, it is necessary to let them recognize themselves.

However, this girl is obviously very conceited about herself. In addition to the Cloud Riders, her eyes even vaguely slid towards Yu Chen in the audience.

The name of the Sword Saint has been very loud in the Cloud Riders recently...

If she can defeat the Cloud Riders, will she be qualified to make the Sword Saint look at her and challenge her?

No talented person can resist this temptation! At least, Yingyun is like this!

Moreover, Yanqing...

The genius boy who suddenly appeared a few years ago, the disciple of the general, can sit in the current position. Of course, the general has an influence, but this influence is limited to various cumbersome rules.

His strength is definitely worthy of such a genius...

If he defeats her, wouldn't it mean that he is stronger!

Her heart was burning, and the long spear in her hand became more and more aggressive, defeating colleagues one after another, and gradually she even felt invincible.

"Interesting."

Yu Chen ate the fruit lazily, with a faint smile on his lips.

Jing Liu took a sip of tea and said with a half-smile: "It's a pity that I can't hit you in one go.

Otherwise, even if I lose to you, that momentum can be achieved."

"You are still a little young~" Yu Chen stretched his waist, reached out his hand and touched Fu Xuan's belly and gently rubbed it.

His chin pressed on Fu Xuan's shoulder, gently sniffing her fragrance.

"Xiao Yanqing is still capable~

I have never seen a better bone than him except myself."

"Tsk~" Jing Liu laughed disdainfully and turned the cup in his hand.

"Your talent is better than mine~"

"Tsk~" Yu Chen sneered with disdain. "Shut up if you are defeated."

"It's not good to be too trustworthy, Yu Chenchen~"

"Heh..." Yu Chen didn't bother to pay attention to her and continued to touch his wife's belly secretly.

Fu Xuan didn't care about their communication and watched the battle on the field with great interest.

Such a scene is still quite interesting. A simple battle on the battlefield is not so interesting.

...

Finally, Miss Yingyun won the championship without any surprise with her overwhelming strength.

She stood in the middle of the venue, her eyes swept over Yuchen, and finally fell on Yanqing, and said word by word: "Yanqing Xiaowei, I want to challenge you!"

Little Yanqing crossed his arms and was not surprised by her choice, but said: "You can rest for a while, and it won't be too late for us to fight again after you recover your strength."

"No need, my body is hot now, this is just right! Rest... can be left to that person!"

Yingyun swung the gun, with an imposing manner, and his eyes shot directly at Yuchen while speaking.

Jia Zhong smiled and patted Yanqing's shoulder, "It seems that this little girl can't wait, Yanqing Xiaowei, come on."

Yanqing glanced at the lazy man in the audience, stood up and jumped.

"No need to cheer, she is quite capable, but now she has stopped here."

As a young genius, he certainly has his own pride.

How dare he be so sure that he can beat him...

It seems that the legend of him being invincible in the Yunqi Army has been overshadowed by Mr. Yu Chen recently...

Humph! Just a new recruit, I'll teach him a lesson!

Yan Qing's eyes became sharper, and the long sword in his hand quietly emerged and clenched.

A chill slowly spread.