Murong ditian, whose reputation in Beichen mansion is unmatched, is recognized as the first arrogant.

At a young age, his accomplishments have reached seven turns of refining Qi. At the same time, he has cultivated many powerful swordsmanship, which can be called impeccable in almost all aspects.

Unlike Murong Ming, who is a little less gifted, Murong ditian has been cultivated by Murong aristocratic family. You know, with the inside resources of a super aristocratic family, even a person with ordinary qualifications can become the pride of heaven.

Not to mention Murong di tianben is a gifted liupin Tianjiao.

Although there is no talent or magic power, all aspects of qualification, mind and understanding are far more than ordinary talents.

Rao is ye guchen's great enemy, Xia Yubing. He is only a five-level Tianjiao. If he hadn't been inherited by the king of Beihe sword, he wouldn't even be qualified to stand side by side with ye guchen.

It can be seen that Murong Di Tian is extraordinary.

Such a young man is the perfect partner in the eyes of all women.

However, facing Murong Di Tian's arrival, situ Hongxue frowned faintly and said, "what are you doing here?"

The tone is flat, even with a trace of indifference.

At the moment, situ Hongxue no longer had the posture of a little daughter. He looked indifferent and detached, just like the daughter of the nine gods.

"Just come to see my fiancee." Murong Di Tianshi didn't care about situ Hongxue, who was indifferent, and her mouth still smiled faintly.

"You disturb my sword practice." situ Hongxue said goodbye.

Although Murong ditian is perfect in all aspects, situ Hongxue is also a dragon and Phoenix among people. Naturally, it is impossible to be as obsessed with Murong ditian as ordinary girls.

And she has no emotional foundation with Murong ditian. Everything is just a marriage of an aristocratic family.

No matter how detached situ Hongxue is, he is a member of the situ family after all. It is impossible to go against the will of the whole family.

Moreover, situ Hongxue has never liked any man since she was born. Therefore, for her, emotion is no longer important. Only sword is what she wants.

"If you want to practice sword, I can accompany you." Murong ditian still smiled.

"Are you bored? Elder sister Hongxue said she wanted to practice sword by herself." situ Ling frowned.

She was very disgusted with Murong Ming and didn't like Murong ditian. Although Murong ditian always had a gentle attitude and a light smile, there always seemed to be a kind of indifference in the depths of her eyes.

"In the younger generation of Beichen mansion, I say Kendo second, who dares to say first?" Murong Di Tian said casually.

The words are very light, but they are enlightening.

In Murong ditian's tone, this remark is obviously not pride, but absolute self-confidence.

"Ah......" situ Hongxue suddenly smiled.

A smile is like a hundred flowers, a sweet smile is like this.

Rao was Murong ditian, who was also distracted by this smile and was stunned for a moment.

But it was only a moment, and it recovered immediately.

"Hong Xue, what are you laughing at?" Murong ditian said with admiration for situ Hong Xue's beautiful smile.

"Well frogs can't talk to the sea and summer insects can't talk to ice. You can see from the sword tablet." situ Hongxue shook his head.

Murong ditian came forward, stared at the sword monument, swept it at will, and then frowned slightly.

Situ Hongxue knew the path of his sword move, but the other man's sword scar made Murong Di Tian frown.

"Have other people come here, or men?" Murong Di Tian's face changed for the first time, no longer smiled, but became a little cold.

"Oh, do you mind?" situ Hongxue said.

"There are some ways, but there is no breath of true Qi. Maybe it's just a waste who knows a little about swordsmanship." Murong Di Tian looked very indifferent. He had long regarded situ Hongxue as a forbidden place and could not be touched by others, even if he was only close.

In Murong Di Tian's eyes, he doesn't need situ Hongxue to practice his sword. Situ Hongxue just needs to make the canary in the cage for him to enjoy.

"You are jealous, jealous of this person's understanding of one of the swords." situ Hongxue's words were stabbed.

"Hum, what kind of swordsmanship? I can break it with my strength!" Murong ditian's breath burst out, and the real Qi of refining Qi for seven turns was emitted without reservation.

At the same time, the sword wrapped with bandage on his back jumped up suddenly and fell into Murong Di Tian's hand.

"Xuantian sword formula, broken!" Murong ditian waved a sword. The long sword was still wrapped with bandages, but the powerful and unparalleled sword Qi was vigorous.

Towering and terrified, the sword Qi fell on the sword test stone like the ruling of heaven.

Murong Ming used to use Xuantian sword formula before, but compared with Murong ditian, Murong Ming's sword formula is just like a child playing at home.

An incomparably thick and profound sword mark crossed the whole sword test stone from top to bottom, and all the sword marks on it were almost wiped out by this sword mark.

You know, this is very hard basalt. If you can draw such a sword mark on the basalt, you can see the power of Murong ditian's sword.

"What are you doing?" situ Hongxue's face changed suddenly. She also wanted to understand the artistic conception of the sword on the sword test stone. As a result, one sword was destroyed by Murong ditian.

"You only need to understand the artistic conception of my sword." Murong ditian said this overbearing without solution.

"You are unreasonable!" situ Hongxue's charming face was a little pale and his willow eyebrows frowned.

"You will understand me eventually. After you ask the sword tablet, it's your and my wedding time. Have a good rest." Murong ditian shook his sleeve and left.

"If I meet the person who left the mark on the test stone, no matter who you are, you will die." Murong ditian said coldly in his heart.

"Sister Hongxue, Murong Di is too naive. You won't be happy to marry him." situ grinned his silver teeth.

"Alas... The fate of the family is difficult. My father secretly told me that now my situ family seems to be coveted by many parties. Only by marrying the Murong family can we get a glimmer of vitality." situ Hongxue closed his beautiful eyes, and there was a look of pain between Dai's eyebrows, which made people feel pity.

Obviously, the rise and fall of a family needs to be borne by a woman, which is a heavy burden.

But situ Hongxue did not escape, but took it all.

"Unfortunately, the sword stone has been destroyed, and the artistic conception is completely gone." situ Hongxue felt pity and felt guilty at the same time.

She knew that the man who left the sword mark wanted to mention her, but now he was destroyed by Murong ditian.

Finally, situ Hongxue sighed, raised his jade hand and took down a hairpin from between his hair temples, which was as warm as jade, with the aroma of situ Hongxue's hair.

"Sister Hongxue, are you......" situ Ling stared wide and was very surprised.

Situ Hongxue even left his personal ornaments, which is unusual. Rao is Murong ditian, and he has never received any of situ Hongxue's ornaments.

Moreover, the hairpin is not just an ornament.

"It seems that although sister Hongxue hasn't met the man, she has left a trace in her heart." situ Ling sighed secretly, and didn't know whether it was good or bad.

Later, situ Hongxue and situ Ling both left.

Another day later, ye guchen came here again.