Martial arts: People are in Qixia Town, starting with a green snake with two sleeves

"boom"

"boom"

"Kill you."

"Kill you bastard."

"Let you pick and choose, and dare to dislike the food made by my old lady."

Tangtang Yinhou held a stick in his hand and threw it at his clothes while chanting.

"I'll put laxatives in your meal tomorrow and kill you."

"Tonight, while you are not paying attention, I will stab you to death with a sword, and poke ten or eight holes in your body, otherwise it will be difficult to vent my hatred."

"Small it lightly, don't smash my clothes."

A light and fluttering voice came, and Su Xuan appeared behind her with his hands behind his back.

"It's broken, I'll accompany you with a new one."

Zhu Yuyan snorted coldly.

"Do you have money?"

Su Xuan pouted.

She was silent again, as if she was really penniless now. Back then, she never cared about money.

As the suzerain of the Yin Gui Sect, the number one master of the Demon Sect, when has he ever been short of money?Not to mention a few taels of silver, even a few thousand taels, tens of thousands of taels, or hundreds of thousands of taels, she can take it out.

So she had to reduce the force on the stick.

"It's almost there."

Su Xuan smiled lightly, jumped on his toes, flew over ten feet in the air, stepped on snowflakes, and landed on the martial arts stage.

The long sword was unsheathed and fell into the hand. The steel sword body was glowing with a cold light. When the sword stabbed out, the sword energy surged.

Tear the cold wind, cut off the flying snow, the sword energy is mighty, traverses all directions, the long sword turns from stabbing to cutting, and the sword light flows.

On the martial arts stage, the sword energy was pervasive, only the figure holding the long sword shuttled among them, shifting between positions, the sword moved with his heart.

"This guy's swordsmanship is enough to rank among the top ten in the world."

Zhu Yuyan raised her head and looked in the direction of the martial arts platform. She was shocked by the exquisite sword moves one after another.

Can't help muttering, inexplicably, a strange thought appeared in her heart.

Perhaps, being a sword attendant to someone like Su Xuan is not a shame. There are countless people in the world who want to compete for it, but unfortunately they don't have the chance.

Thinking of this, she felt better in her heart.

When she looked at the man again, the resentment in her eyes subconsciously subsided a little.

"cut."

Su Xuan jumped in the air, and the long sword slashed towards the sky, and the half-moon sword energy shot up into the sky, reaching a height of hundreds of feet, bringing about a violent hurricane.

Flying to the ground, the long sword was sheathed, but he shook his head and said to himself: "It still doesn't work, it's too far behind."

Zhu Yuyan, who was on the side, heard these words, a few black lines appeared between her brows, and she asked herself, if she wanted to hold back the sword energy just now, she had to raise [-]% of her cultivation.

But that man still thinks it's not good, it's too bad.

"evildoer."

She parted her vermilion lips slightly, cursed in a low voice, then withdrew her gaze, and continued washing clothes.

"It's not clean, wash it again."

"I haven't washed it well here, wash it again."

Not surprisingly, she was picky in all kinds of ways, washed seven or eight times in a row, and it was already evening before Su Xuan was willing to let her go.

Immediately afterwards, the dinner was redone eight or nine times, hot water was boiled, and the meat was stewed by Xuanhu. It was not until late at night that Zhu Yuyan, who had been busy all day, had a chance to drink tea.

"Come here, read this Qingyang Sword Code for me."

In the small building, Su Xuan waved his hand, the copper stove was burning hot, and the heat was billowing.

"I haven't eaten yet."

She spoke.

"You can't do your job well, so you have the guts to eat?"

Su Xuan's tone was flat.

"you."

Zhu Yuyan was so angry that he couldn't speak, bit his lip, with a cold face, picked up the secret book and began to read.

"How did you have the Palace Sword Code of Qingyang Taoist Palace?"

She couldn't help asking.

"I got it from Nian Yixin."

He closed his eyes: "Don't read too fast, and don't read too slowly."

"almost."

"slow."

"Read it again."

In the middle of the night, her mouth was dry from reading, so she stopped and looked at the man who was sleeping with his eyes closed on the chair.

"continue."

Su Xuan spoke suddenly.

Holding back his anger, he could only continue to read it over and over again.

Three days later, on the New Year's Eve, everyone gathered at Tongfu Inn and drank until midnight. After drinking all the others down, Su Xuan leisurely returned to Su Residence.

Zhu Yuyan, who had two big dark circles under his eyes, had already prepared hot water, and his attitude was much better than before.

"Young master, take a bath."

she said numbly.

Su Xuan stepped into the wooden barrel and enjoyed the massage of the number one master of the Demon Sect. After more than half an hour, he washed and changed his clothes, and fell asleep.

Zhu Yuyan drained the bath water silently, washed the clothes, and then boiled the water to take a bath again.

When she came upstairs, it was almost dawn, she hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to sit on the chair, just about to close her eyes and rest for a while, when she was woken up by Xuanhu's snoring.

"Be quiet."

She kicked the guy angrily, and the guy turned over and continued to sleep without realizing it.

Every time Zhu Yuyan was about to fall asleep, Xuanhu would definitely wake her up, and beatings and cursing were useless.

So I stayed in such a daze until noon the next day.

"Did you not sleep at night?"

Su Xuan stood up and asked curiously.

"You can't get this guy to sleep somewhere else, it's too loud."

Zhu Yuyan complained: "Its snoring is almost comparable to thunder."

"I can't help it, Xuanhu and I slept here."

He shook his head.

"Then I'll go to sleep elsewhere. There are dozens of rooms in your yard, can I sleep in one?"

Zhu Yuyan said.

"No."

Su Xuan still shook his head: "Have you ever seen someone whose personal maid doesn't sleep in the same room as the young master?"

"you.."

Zhu Yuyan really wanted to curse, but due to Su Xuan's strength, he could only swallow it, and went downstairs to cook in a huff.

"See how long you can last."

Su Xuan smiled lightly.

This contest is well known to each other, and it depends on how long Zhu Yuyan can endure it.

After the New Year's Eve, the wind and snow dissipated, the weather warmed up, and everything recovered.

time goes by day by day

Zhu Yuyan was still able to hold on, and survived the Lantern Festival, his face was pale, his eyes were dark and bloodshot, and he staggered when he walked.

Every day before dawn, I have to work until midnight. I can’t sleep at night, and I can only eat one meal in two or three days.

Under this kind of torture, she survived for more than half a month, exhausted physically and mentally, and she had long lost her previous yin and yang demeanor.

This day, she was squatting by the pool to wash clothes, and she fell headlong into the pool while washing.

Xuan Hu, who was playing in the snow in the bamboo forest, called out to the small building. Su Xuan came out, picked up Zhu Yuyan by the waist, and went back to the small building.

The ice and snow in the first month have not completely melted. Although it is warmer than deep winter, it is still cold.

Few pedestrians could be seen on the street, the sky was overcast, and the cold wind was blowing.

In the room, gauze curtains were flying, the flames in the copper furnace were flourishing, and the water in the kettle was boiling with white steam.

There was a cup of hot tea on the table, and Su Xuan was lying on the chair, staring at the Xiliang River in the distance in a daze.

On the bed, the pale woman gently opened her eyes, looked at the back of the man outside the bed, and closed her eyes again.

"Since you're all awake, why pretend to be asleep?"

Su Xuan spoke.

"I didn't wake up."

Zhu Yuyan closed her eyes, turned over, and turned her head inward.

"Deceiving yourself."

He got up, brought up a bowl of medicinal soup from downstairs, sat in front of the bed and said, "Drink it, I don't even want to drink 500-year-old ginseng soup."

"I don't drink."

Zhu Yuyan continued to close his eyes.

"You really don't drink?"

He raised his eyebrows, as if he was about to put it in his mouth, she was willing to turn around, took the porcelain bowl, and finished the ginseng soup inside with a gulp.

"how do you feel?"

he asked with a smile.

"you win."

Zhu Yuyan pulled up the quilt, covered his head, curled up into a ball, choked up and said, "Why do you torture me like this, I am the queen of Yin, the master of the Yingui Sect, and the number one master of the Demon Sect, I will be your maid now , you still refuse to let me go."

collapsed.

She was completely devastated.

"What kind of Empress Yin, what kind of top master of the Demon Sect, what kind of Suzerain of Yingui Sect, it has nothing to do with you from now on."

Su Xuan said in a deep voice: "You will only have one identity in the future, and that is my personal sword servant."

"As for why you are being tortured, you should be clear."

After speaking, he got up and continued to sit on the chair, as if he didn't hear the humming sound from the bed behind him.

Who would have thought that the empress dowager would be reduced to where she is today.

The sky was getting late, dark clouds were densely covered, there was a faint reverberation of spring thunder, and a cold drizzle began to fall.

After crying enough, Zhu Yuyan lifted the quilt, sat on the bed, and stared at him.

"Ken up?"