The villain is a fuzzy [Transmigration Book]

As soon as the words fell, the unknown swordsman moved.With a flick of the long sword in his hand, the wine jar was lifted on the tip of the sword.With a flip of his wrist, the empty wine jar was thrown high into the sky.

Mu Lin and Xu Feng raised their heads subconsciously, and saw the wine jar flying and spinning, rushing several feet high.The wine jar was thrown up and down, but in a short moment, the unknown swordsman turned over, his clothes flicked around, like a dexterous bird flying up the peach blossom tree.The breeze caresses the flowers and makes the flowers drunk, white awns set off the beautiful shadows, the sword retracts and stabs, and sweeps across, countless peach blossoms fall from the trees one after another, as if pulling a rosy glow from the sky.

There was only an almost imperceptible sound of "bang", and the wine jar that fell from a high altitude just landed on the back of the sword, firmly and intact.Wuming didn't stop, twisted the blade, and the wine jar rose another foot.His movements were extremely fast and dizzying. The long sword danced, and the wine jar sometimes hung in the air, and sometimes stuck to the blade of the sword, drawing afterimages with the sword.

However, in the blink of an eye, the wine jar has been tumbling back and forth several times under the peach blossom tree.Mu Lin and Xu Feng were surprised to find that none of the peach blossoms swept down by the sword energy fell to the ground.

Is it? !

The two were dumbfounded to see the unknown swordsman complete the final stab, and stretched out his right hand casually to catch the falling wine jar.The black porcelain altar fell into his palm, and the mouth of the altar overflowed with a tinge of crimson - he actually controlled the altar with his sword, and filled it with all the falling peach blossoms!

"Senior..." Mu Lin looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, and said, "This is the Floating Sword?!"

"What? Don't you think it's a 'wine-brewing sword'?" Wuming said, "Using the sword as a matchmaker, borrowing strength to strike strength; too rigid and easy to break, too soft to lose weight; ever-changing, easy to speak--you can understand it ?”

Mu Lin frowned, replaying every move he made just now in his mind: "Senior means..."

"What I mean is... Life is like a dream, how can you enjoy it? Rather than drifting in the world, it is better to get drunk." The unknown swordsman did not look at Mu Lin, but still stared at the delicate peach petals in the wine jar, for a long while, he curled his lips With a smile: "...don't waste it."

Holding the edge of the altar in one hand, he walked to the Peach Blossom Stream step by step.Stretch out your hand and let the stream rush down, filling the entire small altar in a blink of an eye.Some peach blossoms floated up with the current, overflowing the wine jar and dripping into the pool. The unknown swordsman walked towards Mu Lin and Xu Feng with a peach blossom flowing water sword in one hand and a real peach blossom flowing water in the other.

"Here, I'll see you off." Seemingly slow in responding, the unknown swordsman handed out the wine jar, paused, and then explained seriously, "Buried in the ground for a year, it becomes peach blossom wine."

"..." The corner of Mu Lin's mouth twitched, but he took it with both hands respectfully, "Thank you, senior."

"No thanks." Wuming waved his hand, turned around and walked under the peach blossom tree where the sword danced before.

He looked up at the peach blossom tree, as if confirming that it was this tree.Lifting the hem of his clothes, he sat cross-legged, tilted his head, held the hilt of the sword with his right hand, rested his left elbow on his knee, and supported half of his face.

"Why are you standing there, come here."

Mu Lin paused, and walked over holding Xu Feng's hand.The two also sat down, Wuming, who was a little unaccustomed to this appearance, didn't know what to say, Wuming took the lead and said: "A Lin, why don't you teach A Feng how to practice swords?"

"what?"

"I said..." Wuming hiccupped a little, "Not only do you practice the sword yourself, but you also have to teach him how to practice the sword."

He deliberately emphasized the word "hand in hand", and glanced at the two tightly clasped hands, showing a half-mysterious and half-clear smile.

"..." Xu Feng's face became hot, his fingers moved slightly, and Mu Lin immediately pressed him down, and he held it even tighter.

"Senior's reminder is that Afeng has the Heavenly Will Sword in his hand, no matter what the purpose is, he should follow me to practice the sword." Mu Lin turned his head and said, "Afeng, do you want me to teach you now?"

Xu Feng thought about the scene casually, and under the gaze of the unknown swordsman, Mu Lin held his hand, pressed his body close to him, and guided his every movement.It was obviously a serious matter, but the more he thought about it, the more wrong it became, the palms of his hands were dripping with sweat, and a cloud of pink appeared on his cheeks.

Seeing him like this, the unknown swordsman laughed twice, covered his eyes, but still separated his fingers, leaving a half-finger-wide gap: "What's so embarrassing about this? I just don't look at it."

Xu Feng and Mu Lin: "..."

Just now, Mu Linshun spoke to Wuming, but he just wanted to tease Xu Feng.Swords are taught, of course, but certainly not here.Mu Lin said to Xu Feng in his heart: [Afeng, I will teach you when I go back. 】

Xu Feng: [...um. 】

Xu Feng originally thought it was okay to hold hands, but when he was ridiculed by the two people in front of him, the arm held by Mu Lin went numb.He and Mu Lin were also sitting very close, almost close to each other. The unknown swordsman looked at them and said with a smile, "Why did you think of coming to me? Have you already practiced the sword skills before?"

Mu Lin hesitated for a moment, then said, "Almost. I want to ask senior about something."

"About Nightmare, senior..."

"Wait!" Wuming suddenly interrupted Mu Lin, "I won't talk about nightmares today."

Mu Lin: "Huh?"

Wuming put his hand on his forehead and said slowly: "I'm drunk. Are you sure you want to talk about such an important matter now?"

When he asked such a rhetorical question, it was indeed difficult for Mu Lin to speak again.He had also discussed with Xu Feng before, and it seemed that they didn't have too much time to come, and they ran into the unknown swordsman who was drunk, should they ask?

Later, the two of them reached an agreement, and they all came, and the first thing to do was to ask what should be asked.He never expected that Wuming would interrupt them directly, and he didn't want to mention Nightmare at all.

"That kind of thing that deserves a thousand cuts and death is not a pity, let's talk about it after I wake up." Wuming smiled at them, "How about... talk about something else?"

Mu Lin and Xu Feng were silent, and after a while, Xu Feng said: "Senior like peach blossoms?"

Wuming said: "Yes, and no."

"...?" Mu Lin thought for a while, and said, "If senior doesn't like peach blossoms, why did he build such a dream paradise?"

"Probably because," Wuming said, "...this is my refuge."

Hideaway?Mu Lin's eyebrows twitched, and when he was about to ask again, Wuming said: "Next question."

Hearing him gossip like this, avoiding to answer, Xu Feng looked at him quietly, and suddenly said: "Senior, dare to ask, are Xiao Liu and Xiao Jiu really gone?"

Wuming's face remained unchanged: "What?"

Xu Feng said: "Ah Lin and I both hope that they are still alive."

Wuming said: "...I also hope that these children are still alive. Unfortunately, in your master's dream, every senior brother was buried by him. Presumably he also mentioned to you that his master's sect was destroyed by all the demons. Mie, all the brothers and sisters are gone."

Mu Lin immediately understood Xu Feng's intentions, heaved a long sigh in his heart, and said, "It's a pity."

The unknown swordsman said: "The most precious thing in the world is not 'lost' and 'not obtained', but 'being possessed.' Ah Lin, don't you practice swords to protect everything you own? Remember..."

He stopped suddenly, stood up abruptly, and looked towards the horizon.

Mu Lin and Xu Feng also stood up and followed his gaze - the sky was originally bright, but at this moment, a black line appeared on the horizon, as if billowing black clouds were sweeping in, getting closer!

Mu Lin said: "Strange! Is it going to rain?"

Xu Feng said: "But this is senior's dream..."

"Dreams will also change!" Wuming said quickly.His expression suddenly became serious, and the drunkenness in those eyes faded layer by layer, turning into a solemn clarity.

"Come here first today, you guys go back quickly." Wuming said, "Digest the new sword technique well!"

With a wave of his sleeve, he was about to send the two of them out of the dreamland.Before disappearing, Mu Lin said: "Senior, can we meet tomorrow!"

"Yes." Wuming said immediately.

When the figures of Mu Lin and Xu Feng dissipated under the peach blossom tree, the dark cloud also spread over, covering the entire peach blossom garden.

Under the boundless black clouds, Wuming held his sword, and the veins on his forehead popped out one by one.His body swayed, and finally he couldn't help it, and spat out a mouthful of black blood.