The fallen plum blossoms were messy like snow, still covered in snow.
The snow outside was chaotic, and Cui Xiaoxin's heart was even more chaotic.
When she was still far away in Jiangnan, she had heard that the Cui and Song families wanted to unite by marriage. Of course, the news was vague, intermittent, and there had never been a definite statement. Cui Xiaoxin was still studying in Jiangnan at that time, and had never taken such a thing to heart.
Only occasionally in the dead of night when she thought of it, would there be an indescribable feeling in her heart.
Now, her mother had specially asked her to come over and talk about this matter with a serious face, which proved that the marriage had been settled.
All aspects of the conditions had been negotiated, and those who were qualified to nod their heads had all nodded their heads.
The only person in the Cui family who was qualified to say 'no' was Grandfather Cui Xichen, so Cui Xiaoxin's first thought was to ask Grandfather's attitude on this matter.
Since Grandfather had agreed, there was probably no room for discussion.
"Song Tinyun." Cui Xiaoxin gently chewed over the name. "Is this man going to be the one to spend the rest of my life with?"
Living together in Tiandu, or even on the same street, Cui Xiaoxin had been in contact with Song Tinyun before.
Even when Cui Xiaoxin was in danger, Song Tinyun had saved her life.
The scene of the determined youngster pulling out his sword and using his thin and weak body to shield her firmly occupied her dreams for a long period of time. It was not that she had never thought that it would not be unacceptable to spend a lifetime with such a man.
Song Tinyun was handsome and extraordinary, and was known as the 'Jade Tree of the Song family'. Moreover, at a young age he was already a martial arts genius of the younger generation of Tiandu. While the other youngsters were busy riding horses, shooting arrows, walking dogs and cockfighting, he had been following the old grandfather of the Song family, Song Gudu, to learn martial arts and break through the realm. When the others had just started, he had already leapt over the Empty Valley, and when the others had struggled for several years to climb the mountain, he had already begun to prepare to sprint to the Free Clouds — —
He was always ahead of his peers, and even some of the older generation felt inferior.
It could be said that he was the idol of countless Tiandu youths who imitated and chased after him.
Most importantly, the Cui and Lu families were well-matched in terms of social status. If the two were to become husband and wife, not only would they receive the blessings of both families, but most likely the entire West Wind Kingdom would be in an uproar — —
However, why does my heart feel empty? There's a kind of sour and sorrowful mood spreading in my body?
Another face appeared in her mind. It was a pitch-black youth. He was smiling, but there was an unconcealable sadness in his eyes. He said to her, "Cui Xiaoxin, don't worry. Even if we were still friends, I wouldn't chase after you. Even if I go to Westwind University, I won't chase after you. '
Every time she thought of that scene, Cui Xiaoxin felt like her heart was being squeezed.
That day, she left early. But she could imagine that the young man sitting alone by the Sunset Lake must be feeling extremely depressed.
"Xiaoxin — —" Yuwen Mi called out.
Cui Xiaoxin raised her head to look at her mother. "I know."
"Xiaoxin, we haven't talked to each other for a long time, I don't know what you're thinking. This marriage could be considered to have been decided, and both families were also choosing an auspicious date. However, since the old man of the Song family has said that he wants to see a bright moon rise in his home when he's alive, then it won't be delayed for too long — — Now there's only us, mother and daughter, tell me, do you agree or not to this marriage? "
Cui Xiaoxin looked at her mother. "What if I agree? What if I don't agree? "
"Look, you're such a child — — you like to hide everything in your heart. Don't you know people will worry about you? "
Cui Xiaoxin looked up at her mother. "If I say yes, then everyone will be happy. Even if I say no, I can't change the reality of the matter. It'll just make mother spend more effort to persuade me to accept, and the final result will be compromise and surrender. Is that right? "
"Xiaoxin — —"
"Mother, I can't say the word 'yes'. I know this will make you happier. It will make the whole family happier. It will pretend that this is a wedding made in heaven, where you and I are willing to marry each other. But I just can't say it. The word is stuck in my throat, I can't say it, I can't swallow it. I don't want to say no, because the word doesn't mean anything to me, and it doesn't have any weight to the whole family. "
"I know you don't like my aunt, because she used to be the one who resisted. She mustered up so much courage, made such a big noise, resisted so fiercely, and even desperately, but in the end — — she still married the man she didn't like according to the family's arrangement. "
"Xiaoxin, don't talk nonsense."
"Mother, this is something that everyone knows. Why is it that I'm babbling nonsense? My aunt can share her old story with me, and she, the person involved, calmly faced it. What do we have to fear? "
Yuwen Mi looked at Cui Xiaoxin with a worried face, and said, "Xiaoxin, you can't learn from your aunt."
"I won't learn from my aunt." Cui Xiaoxin said in a low voice, "I also know that even if I learn, it doesn't make any sense. With my aunt as an example, am I braver or luckier than her? "
"Xiaoxin, mother is worried about you."
Cui Xiaoxin smiled and said, "Mother, don't worry. My name is Xiaoxin, I know Xiaoxin better than anyone, I won't embarrass you. "
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Bang!
Li Muyang punched out again.
'The Art of the Breaking Body's Breaking Fist!
A black-robed man who came from behind with a knife was sent flying, his body heavily smashed against the stone wall, and the sound of bones breaking could be heard.
The black-robed man's body slid down the wall, and when he fell on his butt in the snow, his eyes were wide open, and he vomited blood from the corner of his mouth. He had turned into a corpse.
'The Art of the Breaking Body' was the martial art that Li Muyang had spent the most time on, and also the most effort.
Before his martial art had really started, and even before the Sea of Qi in his dantian had formed an empty valley, he had already begun to follow Li Shinian to learn 'The Art of the Breaking Body'.
The current Li Muyang was not the same as before. Not only had he fused with the Tear of the Dragon King, he had a strong physique and abundant energy, but he also had countless knowledge and accumulation for himself to develop and learn.
In addition to receiving the guidance of Yang Xiaohu, Xiahou Qianbai and Kong Li at Starry Sky Academy, coupled with Li Muyang's hard work, his progress could be described as a thousand miles in a day.
Now, when Li Muyang punched out, it was like ten thousand horses galloping, thousands of troops charging forward. Using force against force, using force against force, abruptly exploding the opponent's body.
'The Art of the Breaking Body', breaking one's own body and Qi, but exploding another's body and Qi. Breaking the body, this was how it got its name.
Monks were compassionate, but the martial art that they created was not compassionate at all.
Sometimes, only by killing can you stop killing.
Kacha — —
Like a knife cutting a piece of paper, the sound of flesh being dismembered could be heard.
A black-robed man holding a long sword, his body soared into the air. When he rushed towards the old woman with the sword in his hand, his body suddenly broke into two pieces.
While the upper body was still sprinting forward, the lower body had already fallen to the ground.
Bang!
First, the legs and half of the body fell into the snow, and the white snow on the ground was dyed red with bright red blood.
Puchi — —
Until this time, the five viscera and six bowels wrapped in the upper abdomen were separated from the body and fell to the ground with a 'kacha' sound.
The heart, liver, lungs and other organs were smashed into the snow, and the sticky and slippery intestines that were emitting hot air slid to the distance.
The old woman's strength was also extremely valiant. Her palm was like a blade, and every time she slashed out, there were bursts of blade wind and blade qi.
With one palm, it was as if there was a giant cyan blade flying across the sky, chopping down towards the opponent.
After a few consecutive palm strikes, several black-robed assassins were beheaded.
The black-robed men finally began to fear, and their fearless charge finally stopped.
Until this time, Li Muyang and the old woman finally gathered in a corner.
They were surrounded by the black-robed assassins that came from all directions. Those people brandished their long swords and desperately compressed their space of activity. Until they were completely locked.
"Look for an opportunity to escape." The old woman leaned against Li Muyang's back, and whispered to him: "The other side has a large number of people. To dare to attack in Tiandu, they must have the heart to die — — don't fight for a long time."
"I know." Li Muyang said. Finally unable to hold back his curiosity, he asked aloud: "Who are you? Why did you save me? "
Up until now, Li Muyang still couldn't figure out who this old woman was.
Although she had been helping him since the beginning, but who knows if she would give him a fatal blow at a critical moment — — Just like at the beginning, when Li Muyang thought she was going to kill him, but in the end she sent the black-robed men flying from behind.
"What? Last time you could see through me, can't you do it this time? "The old woman said sarcastically.
Li Muyang was taken aback for a moment, then finally said: "So it's you."
"This is not a place to reminisce, find a way to break out of the encirclement." The old woman said aloud. "I'll find a way to attract their attention, you take the opportunity to escape."
"What about you?"
"Don't worry about me. After you leave, I have my own way to escape. "
As soon as the old woman's voice faded, her body had already disappeared.
When she reappeared, her body had already fallen into the crowd of black-robed men. Her body rotated 360 degrees, and her right hand swung the blade horizontally.
Kacha — —
Several black-robed assassins were severed at the waist, no longer alive.
Li Muyang also snorted coldly, charging toward the black-robed men who were determined to take his life.
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