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

Outside the study, a handsome young man was dancing with a sword under a tree in the courtyard. He was agile, flexible, and the sword in his hand was as sharp as an arm.

The sharp sword technique and the cold sword energy were faintly revealed.

It can be seen that although he looks young, he has already mastered a very high level of swordsmanship.

Xing Xuan sat on the wooden steps in front of the study, staring at him motionlessly.

Seeing that he put away his posture, he immediately applauded.

The applause of pia~pia~pia~ was particularly crisp.

"Yan Qing, you are so awesome!"

Xing Xuan praised with a smile.

The young man glanced at her, snorted softly, and turned away proudly.

However, the exposed earlobe was a little red.

"So handsome, so beautiful, can you dance again?"

Xing Xuan pursed her lips, looked at him with a smile and shouted.

"My sword is not a juggling show for people to see!" Yan Qing snorted coldly, and then said to himself.

"Today's sword practice is not finished. I have to continue..."

Xing Xuan smiled, without the previous sophisticated temperament and professional smile, but with a silly look on her face, laughing very happily and naturally.

"Hehehe~ Yan Qing is great!"

"Humph, do you need me to say this?"

The young swordsman snorted softly, and the long sword in his hand danced again.

His figure was as graceful as a startled swan, as graceful as a swimming dragon, graceful and powerful, and the visible coldness flashed on his sword. Even under this warm sun, he still couldn't resist the cold and murderous feeling.

But Xing Xuan seemed to be unaware of it, and she kept smiling gently, warmly and sweetly, looking at him.

Flowers bloomed on the tree above Yan Qing's head. They were white, small flowers, and I couldn't tell what they were called. But they were very beautiful.

Yan Qing danced with the sword, and his peripheral vision accidentally swept them, and also accidentally swept Xing Xuan, who was smiling.

There was only a simple hairpin on her head, and nothing else.

The boy's figure was slightly messed up, but he quickly straightened it and danced again.

But he lost a bit of energy and spirit unconsciously, and didn't know where it went.

Xing Xuan just thought he was very handsome and beautiful. As a civil servant, she didn't notice his abnormality.

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"Why is that boy still playing with the sword?"

Jing Yuan put down the paper in his hand and looked at the guy in the yard who was about to fly with a little surprise.

Various coolest sword techniques were performed one after another, and the dance was so joyful.

"Hey! Can you be serious?!"

Fu Xuan slapped the table again, but this time it was much lighter.

She quietly put her hands behind her back and kept kneading her delicate and white little hands. The claw that slapped the table three times had become red and looked a little swollen.

But her face remained irritated, and she did not show any pain at all.

"Okay, okay... Isn't it just this matter? I'll tell you later.

But I'm very curious, why is Yan Qing so excited every time you bring your Miss Xing Xuan here?"

Jing Yuan raised his eyebrows, looked at her and smiled and pointed outside.

"Look, he's about to fly today."

Fu Xuan frowned slightly and turned around to take a look.

Xing Xuan was squatting on the steps in front of the door with her hands on her chin, and Yan Qing was dancing with the sword under the big tree in front of her.

The circles made her feel a little dizzy.

"How should I know... Don't change the subject, tell me what's going on?"

Fu Xuan turned back and glared at him with a very unfriendly look.

"So, don't be anxious..."

Jing Yuan sighed, propped himself up, slowly poured himself a cup of tea, and took another sip.

Fu Xuan's eyes twitched, and she felt the blood in her body surging up crazily.

She pinched a spell, forcibly suppressed the anger that was about to explode, and held the last bit of patience, looking at the bastard who was torturing people to death.

"Alas... young people nowadays!"

Jing Yuan sighed, and seeing that she was really about to come up and tear him apart, he finally stopped dragging his feet and began to talk about his brother's deeds.

"Hey, young man, your swordsmanship is pretty good~"

A voice suddenly appeared in the yard.

Yan Qing was shocked, his aura suddenly changed, and his face turned cold.

He swung the long sword in his hand and stabbed it towards the place where the voice came from.

The speed was so fast, the attitude was so resolute, and the killing intent was so strong.

The intensity of the attack shocked Yu Chen.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he turned slightly. The sword that seemed to pierce through everything suddenly pierced into nothing.

Yan Qing looked at the figure in disbelief as he avoided his attack at a strange speed. His expression froze, and then he quickly slashed sideways.

The cold sword cut through the air and slashed the man.

But...

There was no feeling, and it was empty again!

Yu Chen's phantom was chopped into pieces by him.

Yan Qing was extremely surprised at this time. Except for his teacher, no one had ever been able to dodge his all-out attack so easily.

This attack missed, and he quickly retreated, retreating to Xing Xuan, and stopped in front of her.

He clearly felt the gap in strength between him and this person. If there was only one person, he would have to compete with him.

But now Xing Xuan is still around, for her safety, he had to retreat for the time being and wait for the teacher to come out to deal with him.

"Who are you? What are you doing in the General Shen Ce Mansion?"

"I'm just looking for someone. You're really merciless, young man~ I was almost killed by you!"

With a light tone, Yu Chen squatted on the high wall and jumped down.

He looked carefully at the alert boy, curled his lips, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Jing Yuan, that guy, has found a good seedling! That's great, that's great~"

Yan Qing frowned when he heard it. Know the master?

Not an intruder?

Did he cut the wrong person again?

"Eh!"

The boy suddenly exclaimed, and he moved forward a distance as if teleporting. He touched his waist, looked behind him with a red face, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

"What are you doing?!"

Xing Xuan stared at his overreaction, stuck out her tongue, tilted her head and smiled.

"Hey, actually I just want to say that this person came with me and Master Fu Xuan, so he shouldn't be a bad guy."

"Huh?"

Yan Qing looked back at Yu Chen in confusion, his face still flushed.

"Yu Chen, you came to demolish my general's mansion as soon as you came out of seclusion?"

A deep male voice with obvious joy sounded.

Jing Yuan stood at the door, his mouth corners couldn't help but rise wildly, he looked at the unshaven 'uncle' standing under the tree and laughed.

After being secluded for decades, he finally came out to see me!

"Hey, Jing Yuan, long time no see~"

Yu Chen also smiled warmly with nostalgia, he opened his arms and slowly walked forward.

Jing Yuan's eyes were a little moist. This guy... still has feelings...

He also opened his arms, wanting to hug this old friend who had not seen him for a long time.

pongo~

"Ahem!"

"General, the general was attacked, seal off the scene!"

Yan Qing stared in amazement at his master and the strange man opening their arms to each other, looking like they were going to hug each other.

Then...

He was hit hard in the abdomen by a punch, and fell to the ground and curled up.

"Huh~ This feels good."

Yu Chen blew on his fist, looking very happy.