Starry Sky Railway: The Slacking Sword Saint is Keeped by Fu Xuan

But without realizing it, a bit of energy and spirit was lost, and I don't know where it went.

Xingxuan simply thought he was very handsome and beautiful; as a civil official, she didn't notice anything unusual about him.

...

"Why is that kid still practicing with his sword?"

Jing Yuan put down the paper in his hand and glanced at the guy in the yard who was practically flying around with his hands. He looked at him with some surprise.

The coolest sword techniques were performed one after another, and the dancers were having a great time.

"Hey! Can't you be serious for once?!"

Fu Xuan slammed his hand on the table again, but this time he was much gentler.

She quietly turned her back and kept kneading her delicate, fair hands. The hand that had patted the table three times had become red and looked somewhat swollen.

But her expression remained unchanged, showing no sign of pain.

"Okay, okay... It's just this, I'll tell you about it later."

"But I'm curious about something. Why does Yanqing get so excited every time you bring your daughter Xingxuan over?"

Jing Yuan raised an eyebrow, looked at her, and smiled as he pointed outside.

"Look, he's practically flying today."

Fu Xuan frowned slightly and turned around to look.

Xingxuan was squatting on the steps in front of the door, her hands supporting her chin, while Yanqing was practicing swordplay under the big tree in front of her.

She was getting a little dizzy from all the spinning.

"How should I know... Don't change the subject, tell me what happened?"

Fu Xuan turned back, glared at him, and his expression was very unfriendly.

"So, don't rush things..."

Jing Yuan sighed, propped himself up, slowly poured himself a cup of tea, and took a sip.

Fu Xuan's eyes twitched as he watched, feeling his blood and qi surging wildly upwards.

She made a hand seal, forcibly suppressing her anger that was about to explode, and with her last bit of patience, she looked at that bastard who was about to torture her to death.

"Sigh... these young people nowadays!"

Jing Yuan sighed. Seeing that she was really about to tear him apart, he finally stopped delaying and began to tell the story of his brother.

"Hey, young man, your swordsmanship is quite good!"

A voice suddenly appeared in the courtyard.

Yan Qing shuddered, his aura suddenly changed, and his face turned icy cold.

He swung his longsword down with a swift motion, thrusting it fiercely towards the source of the sound.

The speed, the decisiveness, and the intensity of the killing intent startled Yu Chen.

The corners of his mouth turned up almost imperceptibly, and he turned slightly to the side, causing the sword that seemed to pierce through everything to miss its mark.

Yan Qing watched in disbelief as the figure dodged his attack with an eerie speed. His expression froze for a moment, then he quickly followed up with a side slash.

The cold, sharp sword sliced ​​through the air and slashed down on the man.

but…

I feel nothing, it's empty again!

He shattered Yu Chen's illusory image.

At this moment, Yanqing was extremely surprised. Apart from his teacher, no one had ever been able to dodge his all-out attack so easily.

His attack missed, and he quickly retreated until he reached Xingxuan, stopping only when he stood in front of her.

He clearly felt the gap in strength between himself and this person, and if he were alone, he would definitely want to have a good spar with him.

But Xingxuan is still by his side, so for her safety, he has no choice but to retreat for now and wait for the teacher to come out and deal with him.

"Who are you? What brings you to the Shence General's residence?"

"Well, I'm just looking for someone. By the way, young man, you really didn't hold back at all—you almost killed me!"

With a nonchalant tone, Yu Chen squatted on the high wall to the side and jumped down.

He carefully examined the wary-looking boy, a smile playing on his lips, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Jing Yuan has found a promising talent! That's great, really great!"

Yanqing frowned upon hearing this. "You know your master?"

Not an intruder?

Did he attack the wrong person again?

"Eee-ooh!"

The boy suddenly exclaimed in surprise. He moved forward a distance as if by teleportation. He touched his waist, his face flushed, and looked behind him with disbelief in his eyes.

"what you do?!"

Xingxuan stared blankly at his somewhat excessive reaction, stuck out her little tongue, tilted her head and chuckled.

"Hey, actually I just wanted to say that this person came with me and Lord Fu Xuan, so he shouldn't be a bad person."

"ha?"

Yanqing turned around and glanced at Yuchen with a puzzled look, her face still flushed.

"Yu Chen, you came to demolish my general's mansion as soon as you came out of seclusion?"

A deep male voice, clearly tinged with joy, rang out.

Jing Yuan stood at the door, his lips curving into a wide grin as he looked at the scruffy-bearded 'uncle' standing casually under the tree and laughed.

After decades of seclusion, I've finally decided to come out and see myself!

"Hey, Kyungwon, long time no see~"

Yu Chen smiled warmly, filled with nostalgia, and slowly walked forward with his arms outstretched.

Jing Yuan's eyes welled up with tears. This guy... still has feelings after all...

He also opened his arms, wanting to hug his long-lost old friend.

pongo~

"cough!"

"General, the enemy has been attacked! Seal off the scene!"

Yanqing stared in disbelief as her master and the strange man opened their arms to each other, looking like they were about to embrace.

then…

He was punched hard in the abdomen and fell to the ground, curling up on the spot.

"Phew~ That feels great."

Yu Chen blew on his fist, looking quite pleased with himself.

Chapter 5 What makes you think you can do this?

"So, he was actually 'your dear good brother'?"

Fu Xuan glanced at Yu Chen, who was calmly blowing on his fist, and then looked at Jing Yuan, who was lying on the ground, with a very strange expression.

"You bastard, let me tell you, this punch is going to shatter our century-old brotherhood!"

Jing Yuan gritted his teeth, propped himself up, stood up, rubbed his stomach, and looked at Yu Chen.

Yanqing, who had been standing there dumbfounded, slowly came to her senses and went over to help him.

Jing Yuan turned around and glared at him, lowering his voice as he said, "What were you doing all this time?"

"Haha... I didn't realize it yet! But speaking of which, is this gentleman a friend of yours, General?"

The boy asked curiously.

Jingyuan glanced at Yuchen and found him staring blankly at the silver osmanthus tree in the yard.

His lips twitched, and he huffed in a fit of pique, "No, who's his friend! Just a complete stranger!"

Fu Xuan looked at him with a strange expression. This was the first time she had ever seen this leisurely general speak in such a tone and with such an expression!

It looks just like…

A sullen, upset young wife?

Xingxuan stood up, secretly glanced at Yanqing, smiled at him, and then obediently stood next to Fuxuan.

Yanqing blushed, and with a straight face, turned her head away, pretending not to look at her.

Jingyuan frowned, sensing something amiss, and slapped away the unfilial disciple who was supporting him.

Then, looking at the guy staring at Yin Gui at a 45-degree angle, he shouted, "Yu Chen, are you really going to sever ties? It's been so long, and you come up here and punch me, then pretend you're deaf and dumb?"