Chapter 17: A cowardly and incompetent man who can't protect his wife...
Performance? What performance?
Perhaps due to the complex terrain, even Xiao Mingxin, who was usually skilled at swordsmanship, was unable to fly steadily.
Xu Cangyu accidentally bumped into his back and wrapped her arms around his waist.
The muscles beneath his palm were firm and taut. Xu Zangyu awkwardly pulled back and stood up straight, but then bounced up again.
He thought he might as well try to fly on his sword again. He bumped into Xiao Mingxin several times, no wonder Xiao Mingxin was angry.
"Senior brother..."
“Your cultivation level really needs improvement; you can’t even stand up straight now.”
Xiao Mingxin interrupted him, and before he could even feel the stifling feeling, he was pulled forward by the waist.
With her waist held in place, Xu Cangyu froze, afraid to move and lest she fall flat on Xiao Mingxin's body.
But after changing positions, the sword-wielding became much more stable. It's unclear whether Xiao Mingxin's poor performance was due to his influence.
Therefore, he dared not say a word and obediently listened to Xiao Mingxin's admonition:
"Don't go down the mountain too often, don't go to Chaolu Peak too often, and don't provoke others. Focus on your cultivation. At least your swordsmanship will be able to pass the test when your master comes out of seclusion."
Although Xu Cangyu always avoided Xiao Mingxin when he went to Chaolu Peak, Xiao Mingxin should have known about it long ago.
This time, he and Chu Shu were intimate, and Xiao Mingxin witnessed it with his own eyes. Will he still be so persistent and unwavering in his love for Chu Shu?
Lost in thought, Xu Cangyu arrived at the Bamboo Grove Residence when he came to his senses. He unconsciously became reserved.
The room still smelled of medicine.
The medicine soaking in the pool looked like it hadn't been touched in a long time, and several bundles of medicinal herbs had piled up beside it. Xu Zangyu calculated the course of treatment, and it seemed to have ended on the day he left.
So many medicines have been ineffective, could it be that Xiao Mingxin's illness was already cured?
It doesn't look like it.
"I almost forgot to ask, how is your senior brother's poison going?"
"He is out of danger."
Xu Zangyu's heart sank instantly. "Ah... really? Congratulations, Senior Brother. Then... do you still remember what happened that night when we were exorcising demons?"
He paused for a moment, then said, "I don't remember. It probably wasn't anything important."
"That's good."
Seeing the strange look in Xiao Mingxin's eyes, Xu Zangyu explained, "I mean, it's good that Senior Brother is alright."
He added, "The treatment can't stop. Just in case, it's best for you to soak in the water more often, senior brother."
Xiao Mingxin's attention didn't linger on the unfinished medicine; it was fixed on Xu Cangyu's moist lips, and she abruptly changed the subject.
"You like Chu Shu?"
A sudden, cold sound pierced the calm, and the surrounding atmosphere suddenly turned chilly. Xu Cangyu hadn't expected that a reckoning was waiting for him here.
A faint smile appeared on the ice-sculpted face before him, as if mocking, "The sect leader will not agree."
Although his tone didn't change much, the oppressive atmosphere was suffocating.
The words of rebuttal were on the tip of his tongue when he lost his confidence.
"Senior brother is overthinking it."
He watched as Xiao Mingxin stepped closer and closer, and before he knew it, he had been forced back against the wall.
Xu Cangyu frowned as his lips stung slightly from being pressed by a fingertip, but Xiao Mingxin didn't let go. His face was extremely calm, yet he seemed to be going crazy.
"When will my junior brother's mouth be as honest as his heart?"
He said something completely unexpected: "If Chu Shu isn't as you see her, would you still like her?"
Xu felt as if he was suddenly pulled into the medicinal pool by a force, shivering from the cold, and then his shoulders were pressed down.
"It was my oversight that I didn't take my junior brother's condition into account. I think he was more seriously ill than me and should have soaked in the water more."
Xiao Mingxin is definitely jealous!
He is taking revenge.
If you can't hold on to your own position, you can't blame him for poaching you!
What a cowardly and incompetent man! All he knows is bullying him, this cannon fodder!
I don't know what kind of medicine Junior Brother Chen concocted, but it felt as cold as an ice cave in the dead of winter when it was soaked in.
Xu Cangyu's teeth chattered. "I don't know where I offended you, senior brother. Why don't you just tell me?"
"Junior brother, do you like men?"
What kind of talk is that? Has he gone mad?
Or has Xiao Mingxin gone mad?
"Senior brother, why would you ask such a question? When have I ever liked a man?"
For some reason, Xiao Mingxin's expression grew even colder, and the bloodshot look in his eyes made him appear to be insane, as if he had gone mad.
Startled, Xu Zangyu pulled him down as well, saying, "Senior brother, don't avoid seeking medical help; you can't stop taking your medicine."
His illness hasn't gotten better at all!
The pitch-black medicine slid down his fair face, scratching his entire face from the corner of his eye, making him look like a ghost.
"roll."
The voice, which sounded like someone was furious, was like heavenly music to Xu Zangyu, who huddled away, his body frozen stiff.
As soon as he stepped out the door, Xu Cangyu quickly used magic to clean the medicine off his body. He then stopped a familiar junior brother and asked him a question.
"Junior brother, do I look like the kind of person who likes men?"
The junior brother looked up inexplicably and asked, "Ah, Third Senior Brother, you like men?"
Xu Cangyu was so angry that he choked, "Forget it, forget it, go find Junior Brother Chen to fix your ears later."
Xu Cangyu didn't dare to mention sword practice to Xiao Mingxin again, but a few days later, Xiao Mingxin actually came looking for him.
"Senior brother?"
Given what had happened before, Xu Zangyu was still a little afraid of him, always feeling that he might suddenly have a relapse.
But now Xiao Mingxin's eyes are clear and he looks much normal. I don't know if it's because he soaked in medicine for a few days and it brought his condition under control.
"Didn't we say we were going to practice swordsmanship?"
Xu Cangyu was led back again in a daze, wondering if Xiao Mingxin was going to mess with him, but Xiao Mingxin didn't use the excuse to do anything else from beginning to end.
Xu Zangyu couldn't help but admire the Empress's magnanimity.
After practicing all day, when he took his leave to go back, he found that he could not escape the illusion array of the Purple Bamboo Forest.
He had no choice but to run back to find Xiao Mingxin. Xiao Mingxin was meditating on the couch at the time. Xu Cangyu did not dare to disturb him directly, so he paced back and forth by the couch.
Those eyes finally opened: "What is it?"
Xu Cangyu was embarrassed. "Senior brother, could you please open the illusion array?"
"You still can't break through this illusion array?" Xiao Mingxin asked in surprise. "Master will be just as surprised when he sees this after he comes out of seclusion."
"..."
Xiao Mingxin: "Junior brother should practice his swordsmanship more."
And so, Xu Zangyu was sent back again.
Xiao Mingxin was afraid that he might not understand some aspects of swordsmanship, so he deliberately left a sword shadow beside him.
A semi-transparent sword shadow displayed its moves beside them, its face identical to Xiao Mingxin's, exuding a powerful aura.
But in reality, it was just a mindless phantom.
Xu Cangyu kept an eye on Xiao Mingxin's movements and found that he was still meditating, so he had a wicked idea.
He poked at the sword shadow and found that he could touch it; it wasn't just a wisp of ethereal energy.
The sword shadow stopped its mechanical practice after being poked by him, and looked at him in confusion.
Xu Zangyu was also able to observe up close. The body was not thin; the full figure almost bulged out of the clothes.
He pinched it with his hand and found that the muscles were hard and there was no trace of fake.
Envious to the point of sourness, "How did you get in shape? You look slim in clothes, but you're muscular when you take them off."
As his fingers traced down to her abs, Xu Zangyu felt even more envious.
That's great, why isn't that incredible physique his?
After touching him for a while, they found that Jianying hadn't said a word, but was just so annoyed by the disturbance that his face turned red.
Xu Zangyu had never seen such a submissive and angry person before. If it weren't for this accident, he probably would never have seen it in his entire life.
"Practicing swordsmanship."
Sword Shadow, who was there to keep Xu Cangyu in check, was furious when he discovered that Xu Cangyu was not only slacking off but also doing some strange things.
Xu Zangyu chuckled, "So, even sword shadows can talk."
He sighed, "If only you were a little clearer and more lifelike."
That way he can print more photos of his abs and make a fortune at Chuncifang.
Sword Shadow suddenly said, "You'll be willing to practice swordsmanship if you can see it more clearly?"
"No way, really?"
Xu Zangyu was just casually mentioning this wicked idea.
But in an instant, he saw the illusory figure in front of him suddenly materialize, and he almost thought that Xiao Mingxin was right in front of him.
"It's so real."
Xu Zangyu tugged at his clothes but found they couldn't be removed; it was as if they were welded to his body.
Are you hot? Shall I help you take your clothes off?
Sword Shadow opened his eyes with a mixture of doubt and a sense of being easily bullied: "I won't get hot."
"I'm a little cold, can you lend me your clothes?"
Sword Shadow was stunned again. Xu Cangyu didn't know if he could understand. "Please, it's just a piece of clothing."
Okay, fine.
A light, fluttering garment was draped over his body, yet he felt nothing; it was merely a phantom image outlined by a spiritual light.
"Can we practice our swordsmanship now?" Sword Shadow never forgot his mission.
"etc."
Perhaps feeling guilty, Xu Cangyu dragged him to a corner and then blindfolded him with Jianying's belt.
"What are you doing?" Sword Shadow asked, puzzled.
Xu Zangyu explained, "I just wanted to know if you could still catch my sword if you couldn't see."
Sword Shadow: "The eyes are just external things; you can use them or not. The most important thing is to draw your sword at the first sign of trouble, and let the sword move with your heart."
"You're right."
While giving a perfunctory answer, he quickly pulled out a scroll, aimed it at the sword shadow, and the sword flashed, cutting the scroll into two pieces.
Just then, Jianying said, "Your sword strike is too slow."
Xu Zangyu: "..."
This is a scroll of engraved imagery that he saved up dozens of taels of silver to buy. Did he even consider the feelings of the poor?!
After saying that, Jianying was about to tear off the restraints in front of her when Xu Cangyu hurriedly stopped her.
"Wait, it was a mistake last time, let's try again."
To get a photo of his abs, he had to get close to the sword shadow, but the sword shadow's attacks were too fast, so Xu Zangyu had to be careful.
He threw a pebble forward, and sure enough, the sword shadow attacked from the front. Meanwhile, he attacked from behind with his sword. The sword shadow realized something was wrong and turned his sword around to the back.
It faces the waist and abdomen of the person behind you.
Xu Zangyu: "I've always wondered if the moment when victory is assured is the beginning of defeat."
"Now it seems so."
The sword pierced the waist and abdomen, but it stopped against a piece of armor, while Xu Zangyu's sword struck the opponent's heart.
Xu Zangyu's fighting style is extreme and he is always reckless. Ignoring the sword at his waist, he swept his leg horizontally, pressing his unsteady body to the ground.
He held up the picture book with his left hand, proudly recording this moment.
Sword Shadow had long since sheathed his sword, and the restraints on his eyes had been removed. When he looked up, he saw a slightly arrogant and smug face.
Surprisingly, it's very good.
The smile that emanated from her eyes struck another pair of eyes, stirring up a wave that lingered for a long time.
For a long time, only that kind of laughter lingered in my ears.
Sword Shadow paused, his voice heavy, "If you were to fight the enemy with your sword, you would only hurt yourself."
Xu Zangyu didn't care. "If I encounter an enemy, they won't care about my life or death. If I don't fight with all my might, I might lose my life."
Jian Ying stopped speaking, and even though Xu Cangyu was now sitting arrogantly on him, he just blushed and didn't know what to do.
Xu Zangyu realized his awkward posture when he saw him and climbed down embarrassedly.
What are you holding in your hand?
Since Jian Ying was so easy to bully, Xu Cangyu didn't hold back and took it out directly, saying, "Of course, it's to record my battle record."
In the scene, a naked person is pinned to the ground with a hand pressing against their chest, while a sword lying nearby serves as a protective shield.
There was clearly another person sitting on this person, but the angle didn't capture the whole thing; only the smooth chin and arrogant smile were visible.
It didn't seem like they were beaten into submission, it seemed like they were forced to submit.
Whether it's the unclothed upper body or the eye restraints, both create an indescribable ambiguity in the scene.
Xu Zangyu hadn't expected it to be...so lewd.
His face burned, and when he looked at the sword shadow beside him, it had turned into a boiled shrimp, shrinking into a bright red and transparent color from head to toe.
What are you doing?
The two people squatting on the ground jumped in surprise and covered for each other as they tidied up the scroll.
Then, she turned around to face Xiao Mingxin's questioning gaze.
Xu Zangyu: "We are discussing swordsmanship."
Xiao Mingxin clearly didn't believe it, "He even took off his clothes."
He looked the strange sword shadow up and down, frowning.
Xu Zangyu: "I'm afraid he'll get too hot."
Sword Shadow: "I'm hot."
Xiao Mingxin sneered at their guilty yet eager-to-unify-their-sounding expressions, "No strange or unusual things are allowed."
It's unclear whether this is a warning to Jian Ying or Xu Zangyu.
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