The Sword Master God's Journey to Face Slapping

Listening to the patter of rain outside the window, the expression on Xuan Yuan's face suddenly became extremely strange. With his consciousness that was always open to encompass everyone around him, he thought he knew that Xiao Siyan was still extremely stubborn. He stood at the door of the Meng family villa and did not leave.

At this time, Xiao Siyan, who was standing there with "iron bones" and refused to leave, happened to be drenched by the sudden heavy rain. The makeup on her face was washed away miserably, and her spring clothes were also soaked, with writing written all over her body. Full of embarrassment, completely different from Xiao Siyan's purpose of "wanting Meng Chengyi to regret seeing the perfect her".

She was probably too confident in Meng Chengyi's love for her. She was very confident that at this point in time, Meng Chengyi loved her to death, so even if she was left alone by Xuan Yuan and waited for a long time at the airport, and was treated coldly and ignored by Xuan Yuan, It didn't hurt her confidence.

Xiao Siyan had always been confident that Meng Chengyi would be unable to bear it in the end and would stand up to take her in. When the time came, she would naturally let Meng Chengyi know the consequences of leaving her alone outside.

But it was obvious that Xuan Yuan was not Meng Chengyi who was madly in love with her, and he was really too lazy to have more contact with her. For this man who suddenly became unlucky because he had some luck taken away by the white beetle, and was soaked in water. Xiao Siyan, Xuan Yuan's only reaction was...

He raised his hand and gently stroked the head of the white beetle, gently brushing against its smooth, soft, delicate and cool feathers, staring at the pair of eyes filled with innocence and innocence, as clean and pure as melting and flowing on the snow-capped mountains. The cold icy water flowing down revealed an innocent energy that didn't know anything about the world.

"You little scoundrel, look at the good deeds you have done and how much harm you have caused to others." A faint smile appeared on the corners of Xuan Yuan's lips, and he lightly tapped Bai Aigong's forehead with his finger, although it was a slight scolding. The words were spoken, but not with any blame, but with a calm smile, which was extremely indulgent.

Tilting his head, Bai Guniao blinked a pair of amber pupils, his eyes as clear as a baby's. He didn't know what he had done wrong. Instead, he liked Xuan Yuan's closeness very much. He rubbed his slender fingers and looked like a baby. Lovely look: "Chirp~"

"Go and play by yourself. If you're hungry, come back to me if you can. If you can't help it, find someone with more luck." Xuan Yuan ruffled the feathers of two white beetles. , said without paying much attention.

The white beetle is born unable to activate its spiritual intelligence, and is as ignorant as an ignorant child. Although it is born to feed on luck, it is by no means a great evil beast, nor is it a ferocious beast that ignores good and evil and kills wantonly. The white beetle never takes the initiative to devour the luck of ordinary people. It only goes to find people who have good luck in the world and secretly take a little bit of it.

For these protagonists and important supporting characters, less luck only means that they will no longer be as smooth as they used to be, and their dreams will come true. In other words, they will experience all kinds of things in life like ordinary people. Accidents, and whatever you want, you have to rely on your own efforts instead of relying on luck and waiting for something to fall from the sky.

From this point of view, Xuan Yuan turns a blind eye to the fact that the white beetle swallows the luck of the protagonist and other luck-enhanced people, which is not considered serious, because in fact, for most of the protagonists... Especially for the protagonists whose "destiny" dictates that they have experienced ups and downs, although they will not be able to have many adventures if they abandon their luck, they will also be able to avoid many natural and man-made disasters!

You don’t know how many protagonists have ended up in various miserable situations such as their entire family being wiped out, their loved ones dying, their martial arts skills being abolished, being trapped in a desperate situation, etc. It’s all because of those bad lucks! It is their luck that leads them to get involved in complicated things, and they will be involved in chaos throughout their lives.

Maybe luck can help them turn bad luck into good fortune in this chaotic situation, but all the pain, torture and injuries they encountered along the way cannot be treated as if nothing happened after the matter is over. It's not that you take it calmly.

Luck is like a double-edged sword. It can benefit oneself or hurt oneself. It is by no means easy to control. Moreover, luck is given by heaven when it is loved. After all, it is just an external thing. It cannot be used for a long time, let alone Reliance, this is not something that true practitioners should use or care about.

So from the beginning to the end, Xuan Yuan never cared about these powers of luck, and just regarded them as food for the white beetles. He wasn't afraid that he could feed something extraordinary. The white beetle had lived in the world of cultivation for many years, but it still hadn't made any progress.

After the white beetle chirped twice to express its agreement, Xuan Yuan yawned, leaned lazily on the pillow, and sunk into the pillow full of sleepiness, listening to the continuous patter outside the floor-to-ceiling window. Hearing the sound of rain, he yawned lazily again: "It's really not suitable to go out when it rains."

After a pause, Xuan Yuan suddenly sneered and complained nonchalantly: "On a rainy day, waiting downstairs/outside the door and refusing to leave, isn't this a standard feature of a sad drama? If it rains heavily again at this time, It will rain heavily, and the wind will blow, and there will be thunder, and the atmosphere will be even more exciting.”

Almost as soon as Xuan Yuan finished speaking, the sound of light rain falling outside the floor-to-ceiling window turned into the patter of heavy rain in an instant. The big raindrops poured down from the sky like pouring water, covering everything. Passers-by who did not have rain gear outside were all soaked in the rain and their hearts were filled with excitement.

As if it was not enough, after the rain suddenly fell, a deafening roar began to sound in the sky. Even through the tightly covered black curtains on the French windows, one could see the flash of purple lightning outside. The dazzling lightning penetrated the curtains and shone in, reflecting the lightning in the room.

"It rained heavily when it was said to rain heavily... It thundered when it was said to thunder. Is this because of Meng Chengyi's luck, or because Xiao Siyan had already consumed a lot of luck after her rebirth, and was eaten by the white bird, so she started to have bad luck?" Xuanyuan raised his eyebrows and muttered to himself thoughtfully.

However, these questions and thoughts only flashed through his mind. Xuanyuan didn't spend any more time thinking about this matter. Anyway, it didn't matter to him much, so there was no need to think about it. He yawned lazily, buried himself in the soft pillow, and fell asleep.

Finally, Xuanyuan was awakened by the servant who came upstairs to call him to dinner. He yawned and got up from the bed in a sleepy state. He didn't care about anything and went downstairs in his pajamas and slippers. Mr. Meng and Mrs. Meng were already seated in the restaurant. Mrs. Meng couldn't hide the smugness and smile on her face and was talking to Mr. Meng.

"...When I mentioned it at the tea party, our Chengyi felt that he was about the right age to find someone to marry, and many sisters said they wanted to introduce their daughters and nieces to him. Today alone, I received several invitations." Mrs. Meng said to Mr. Meng with a smile, dancing and excitement.

Xuanyuan paused as he walked towards the restaurant, but soon thought that even if he had to arrange a blind date, it would not be a matter of one or two days. At that time, he could just leave his stall and go in to pull Meng Chengyi back to take the blame, so his steps became calm again, and he walked slowly towards Mr. Meng and Mrs. Meng who were talking enthusiastically.

"Ahem!" Seeing his son approaching with no expression of joy, Mr. Meng quickly coughed twice to remind his wife not to continue talking, "Cheng Yi is coming down, is he tired at the company today? Why did he go upstairs to rest as soon as he came back?"

Mrs. Meng received the signal from her husband and stopped talking for a second. Almost immediately, she became serious. She picked up a large soup spoon and personally scooped a bowl of soup and placed it on the empty seat where the bowls and chopsticks were placed. She looked back at Xuanyuan with a smile and said casually, "Son, are you awake? Come, drink the soup before dinner to nourish your stomach."

Xuanyuan hummed, and adapted well to Mrs. Meng, who was like a drama queen. Sitting at the dining table, he picked up the soup bowl that Mrs. Meng had just handed to him and drank the hot soup. He immediately felt his stomach warm, and the coldness in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows dissipated a lot, and the sleepiness was also washed away.

"Speaking of which, when I came back today, I happened to meet the driver of the Xiao family who came to pick up Miss Xiao. It was raining so hard that she was soaked all over. She looked so miserable. It was really pitiful." The Meng family did not have any rules of not talking while eating or sleeping. Mrs. Meng was chatting with Mr. Meng and Xuanyuan at the dining table with a smile.

These words obviously had a deeper meaning, but Xuanyuan ignored her questions, as if he could not hear any deeper meaning, and just continued to eat, which made Mrs. Meng feel a little discouraged.

However, she continued to say: "I don't know what's wrong with Miss Xiao. You said the same thing. I don't know why she is so stubborn. It's raining so hard and she doesn't find a place to hide from the rain. I saw Alan also gave her an umbrella, but she just didn't accept it."

Alan is a domestic servant of the Meng family. Mr. Meng had asked her to call the Xiao family before.

"Why should we bother about other people's affairs?" Xuan Yuan said carelessly, his tone was particularly calm and indifferent, as if he was just listening to a stranger's story, without any emotion at all, making people feel that his attitude was really cold.

When Mrs. Meng saw him like this, she was choked back with all the words she wanted to say, and said angrily: "Looking at your sleepy look, it seems that you really don't feel sorry for him."