Xingtie: After my death, Liuying will understand love.

Chapter 519: When did Luofu have such a swordsman?

"No."

"Are you sick?"

People really laugh when they are extremely speechless. Fu Xuan is now laughing because of Qingque. God knows how this guy was sent back to Taibusi by Xing and then back.

Did you also use the Qing family's once-in-a-lifetime flash?

He was already a little unhappy that he couldn't be the first to faint at the maid costume An Ming tonight, and now Qingque did this. When he just opened the door, Fu Xuan felt like the sky was falling.

Fortunately, no one saw it from behind, otherwise her dignity as the Queen Mother would have been lost.

"Master Fu Xuan, please hit me a few times, otherwise I will feel uneasy QAQ~" Qingque rolled back and forth on the bed crying, obviously quite drunk.

Although Qingque seemed to have a good alcohol tolerance, he had lost his usual rationality under the attack of Taohuaniang, and his mind was filled with the thought that if he didn't come to be punished now, he would never see the sun tomorrow.

If she hadn't come here and been beaten hard by Fu Xuan, she wouldn't have been able to sleep. So, she had just returned to Taibusi and was lying on the bed, but she ran back here unknowingly.

Qingque's agility points are actually exceptionally high. During the Yuque Incident, he was able to run from Taibusi to Shen Ce Mansion in ten minutes, and now he's flying even faster.

He walked straight into Fu Xuan's bedroom through the window and lay obediently on the edge of the bed waiting to be beaten.

After sorting out the cause and effect, Fu Xuan was really impressed by Qingque. How could she be so cruel? What kind of heaven-defying things was going on in this person's mind every day?

"Why should I hit you? You haven't done anything wrong."

"For supporting Pinoconi and becoming the new Taibu, I should thank you," Fu Xuan didn't say the next sentence, but due to his tsundereness, he couldn't say it out loud.

"Master Fu Xuan...didn't I embarrass you?"

"how come."

Fu Xuan's tone was helpless but gentle. After pulling up Qing Que's skirt, he whispered, "You are my best disciple and the pride of Taibusi."

If there was no Qingque, when would Luofu have another Taibu Lord who is so trustworthy?

"Woo—Master Fu Xuan!"

Qingque cried and was kicked onto the bed by Fu Xuan in disgust. "You sleep here tonight. I will go to the next room."

After Fu Xuan finished speaking, he didn't hear Qingque's reply, and then he realized that she had fallen asleep a long time ago.

"Master Fu Xuan, I miss you so much..."

The bluebird's murmuring in its sleep expressed its deepest thoughts.

She didn't want to be a fortune teller. She just wanted to be Fu Xuan's apprentice. It didn't matter if she was scolded, because she knew that was Fu Xuan's unspoken concern.

Fu Xuan sat on the edge of the bed with a faint smile, pinched Qingque's cheek, and then left the room without a sound.

She knew that Qingque had not really grown up yet, but one day, Qingque would become a better Taibu than her, or even go further.

She might have thought about becoming a fortune teller or a general of Luofu in the past, but things are different now. Now she just wants to stay with An Ming.

Now Fu Xuan has the courage to make choices and believes in the destiny he has chosen.

And Qingque will one day find her destiny and choose a future that belongs only to her.

"Where's An Ming?"

"I just finished talking to Huang Quan and went back to my room."

Robin was sitting next to the computer with a smile on his face. The screen showed a clear 8K surveillance image of the entire universe, and it was a -degree real-time surveillance without any blind spots.

Everyone was aware of this surveillance except An Ming himself.

Of course, it will be dismantled before leaving Luofu, but during this time, Robin believes it is necessary to leave behind precious image data in order to develop a detailed plan that is more in line with An Ming's physique.

If everyone steals endlessly, An Ming's weak periods will only accumulate, and in the end no one will be able to enjoy the true unity of man and nature.

Therefore, a more scientific and detailed time schedule is needed. This time it was passed unanimously. Originally, Liuying was a little hesitant, but Robin said that he would send her the images as soon as possible, and the right to be alone with Anming for seven days next time he returns to the train successfully won Liuying's vote.

Although Huang Quan had just learned about this, he obviously did not understand it at all and just nodded in agreement.

She simply wanted to leave an image of the status of the envoy so that An Ming would not faint again.

"I'm actually not that interested," Fu Xuan said this, but his eyes never left her until March 7, who had just finished taking a shower and was wrapped in a bath towel, appeared on the surveillance screen.

The robin thought to himself that he was still being tsundere at this time, he was worthy of being the chosen tsundere Taibu-sama, this textbook-level tsundere was effortless for him, as easy and comfortable as breathing.

"I am quite surprised that you have never stolen anything until now," Fu Xuan glanced at the robin. Although he didn't know why, he always felt that their relationship had become more and more hostile recently. Sometimes it was as natural for him to tease the little bird as being a tsundere, but at this moment, he felt a little uncomfortable.

"Just like music, songs that come out of the blue are fun but can't last long. Music with real soul requires a flash of inspiration and more time to create, just like today's little patience."

"If you miss Fern, just say so."

"That doesn't fit my personality~" The robin smiled brightly, left the table and lay back on the bed, stretching out her slender body. Her curvy figure would make even women blush and their heart beat faster when they saw it.

Fu Xuan just glanced at it and then looked away, muttering to himself what good that big papaya was, as it would affect one's performance in battle.

As the former Taibu of Luofu, she naturally needs to eliminate all external factors that are useless to the battle. It's not because she is jealous because she is not that old.

An Ming, who was in the bedroom, naturally had no idea what was happening in the robin's room next door. In front of him at this moment was March 7 who had just walked out of the bathroom.

March 7th exudes a charming citrus scent like a girl, fresh and charming, making people unable to help but take a few more breaths, letting this beauty linger on the tip of the nose for a while longer.

As March 7th approaches, the fragrance does not become stronger, but more obvious, as innocent as a girl's first kiss, and as haunting as first love.

An Ming had the illusion that he had returned to Pinocchio's dream, but the March 7th in front of him was so real, and the shy blush on the girl's cheeks was cute and coy.

"Why are you staring at me..." Sanyueqi was a little shy, but more joyful, "I want to change my clothes."

After hearing this, An Ming subconsciously dodged the attack, but was instantly defeated by San Yue Qi's ruthless iron hand. "Stupid An Ming, what are you hiding from!"

Come to think of it, he and San Yue Qi had been honest with each other several times, so there was no need to avoid it now.

It was just that March 7 was so girly tonight that An Ming subconsciously reacted like that.

Standing in front of the locker, San Yue Qi took out a special set of clothes with very little fabric. After changing in front of An Ming, he whispered, "We can't be the only ones wearing this kind of clothes. An Ming has to change too!"

As she spoke, she threw a set of normal-looking male servant uniform to An Ming, and said with a blushing face that if he wanted to change, he should change together.

An Ming was a little hesitant at first, until he saw clearly the succubus costume that San Yue Qi was wearing, and even had a small tail fixed behind her waist. Any normal man would lose his mind and stop thinking.

"I can't help it!" San Yueqi couldn't suppress the little flame in her heart any longer. She had been feeling a little dissatisfied for not being able to see An Ming for the past few days, and she had eaten so many nourishing ingredients tonight. Now it was San Yueqi who was burning with anger.

But Ms. March 7th pounced on An Ming, who had just changed into a maid's uniform, and kissed An Ming's mouth with her cherry lips. Her two little hands also did not forget to pinch the abdominal muscles that she had missed for a long time.

Before An Ming could say a word, he found that the seemingly ordinary men's servant uniform on his body was like the whole body of Balala the Fairy, with its wings spread out and a large, soft skirt with a cute bow appeared.

An Ming's expression changed from shock to helplessness, and finally to deep numbness.

It's not a buddy, is it that serious? In order to make him wear a maid outfit, this is also a March temptation and a high-tech product, what is this for?

Wouldn't it be enough for him to just be a good boy? Was it necessary to mobilize so many troops and gather all their wisdom to do this?

An Ming didn't even need to think about it. With San Yueqi's intelligence, he would never be able to come up with such a perfect plan. Behind it must be the great help of Fu Xuan and Robin, two think tanks.

When Fu Xuan and Robin, two highly intelligent people, did not meet, the painting style was like this:

Fu Xuan: "I want to use Jianmu to revive my deceased body and my lover's soul, even if it means I have to become the enemy of the entire Immortal Boat."

Mockingbird: "Use the beautiful future of the Garden of Eden to create a new world, where no one will suffer pain and sorrow anymore. It will be a beautiful world where everyone can be happy."

When Fu Xuan meets the robin:

"We need to find a way to get An Ming to wear a maid outfit."

Is it possible that if this wisdom had been used to deal with Nanook, the story of Star Train could have ended long ago, so why drag it on until today?

An Ming really wanted to cry but had no tears. When Fu Xuan and Robin used a strategy together to plot against him, he could only enjoy it silently.

It’s just a maid outfit, at least we saw Mitsuki’s succubus outfit.

This time the little head really took the lion's share, otherwise how could An Ming fall into such a simple and unpretentious scheme so easily.

Therefore, the simpler the strategy is, the better. This is the so-called return to basics. Fu Xuan expected that the more rigorous the strategy was, the easier it would be for An Ming to discover the clues. In this case, he might as well just carry out a simpler and more brutal combat mission.

The person in charge of executing the plan is March 7, codenamed Chuan Ming Yue. At this moment, she transforms into a top agent and successfully breaks through An Ming's defense line with the appearance of a beautiful girl, thus achieving the original purpose of the mission.

"So cute~"

Sanyueqi is almost showing heart eyes. Such unique visual stimulation really makes little Sanyue unable to stop.

And March did live up to everyone's expectations, successfully breaking the previous best record and getting a new MVP data in his personal career, but the bad news is that it was only 31 minutes.

In fact, even the time was taken into account in Fu Xuan's calculation, so that An Ming could have enough time to rest. After all, there were still many days to come, so one day wouldn't make a difference.

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The next day, Sichen Palace.

An Ming felt that this was the most refreshed time in the past week, mainly because he was not squeezed by Huang Quan in the state of Ling Shi and got enough rest.

Now that he has arrived in Luofu, it is reasonable for him to meet Jingyuan and review the martial arts ceremony mission that he skipped in Izumo to avoid any unnecessary complications.

Logically speaking, if it was just Hu Lei, it wouldn't be that difficult. It seems that the current Ah Xing can do it alone (can't).

But the problem is that we are afraid that some unexpected incident will occur at some unknown time, which will lead to some subtle changes in the enemy we will face in the end.

As soon as An Ming arrived at the gate of Sichen Palace, he saw Yan Qing outside the gate about to grasp the hilt of the sword. His face was obviously flushed as he looked at Yun Li who was walking into the Sichen Palace in a swagger.

At this moment, he had almost remembered the content of the plot, and thought that it was not a big deal, since the two people behind him would still teach San Yue Qi swordsmanship anyway.

An Ming felt like he was back home after seeing Jing Yuan. It was also because of the sense of security that Lao Jing gave him. "General, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Jing Yuan still had a gentle smile on his face. He raised his hand and patted An Ming's shoulder and said, "It's been a long time since we last met. Your personality hasn't changed at all. This is General Zhu Yuan."

Huai Yan nodded slightly and said with a smile: "The last time we met was when you went to repair Wuye. I didn't expect that I would have the opportunity to see this sword until today."

There were many emotions in his words. Who could have thought that the young man could come all the way to where he is today, go through so many tribulations, and finally be honed into that incomparably dazzling glass sword heart.

What the Marshal said was indeed correct. That was a sword that had never been able to shine to its full glory in the past. That sword belonged to the future, which was the present.

The Glazed Sword Heart needs to be honed through life and death before it can truly shine, thus slashing out the sword intent that once led the Immortal Boat to open up the universe.

"I came to Luofu this time not to be responsible for the Jianmu matter," Huai Yan stroked his beard, his eyes were extremely bright, "I came to see you, An Ming."

An Ming was silent for a moment and then spoke: "I know what that person is thinking, but I am no longer the Jade Que Sword Master I once was." He did not come back here to go back to the past.

If An Ming had to make a choice now, he would rather become a wanted criminal with Fu Xuan, which would be pretty good too.

"I understand the alliance's debt to you, and I am not forcing you to make any choice," Huai Yan simply expressed the other person's opinion and did not say anything else.

"The martial arts ceremony is coming up soon, are you interested in participating?"

"Old Yan, you are joking. Why should I participate?" An Ming's answer was very formal. Yun Li next to him curled her lips and said, "Grandpa, I think what this guy meant was, 'If I really participate, then there will be no one who can fight'?"

"When did Luofu have such a swordsman? Yunli would like to learn from him."