Even against Mi Fengjie, who is superior in both the martial arts realm and the experience of facing the enemy, Fan Xiaochai has never had such a terrifying feeling, the key is that she believes that she is never afraid of death.
The hidden young swordsman didn't take advantage of the momentum, but just turned his head and shouted to the tea stall owner, "Add three bowls of calming soup."
Xu Fengnian smiled: "Amazing." ” Xu Fengnian said to Fan Xiaochai: "Don't be nervous, this son has no malice." ” Fan Xiaochai's face was pale, and his eyes became more and more gloomy.
After the shopkeeper of the tea stall brought the three bowls of calming soup to the table, the man nodded and said: "Of course there is no malice, since I entered the rivers and lakes, I have always thought that I would become a fairy couple with the Xuanyuan Ziyi in Daxueping, Huishan, but after seeing the girl in front of me, I felt that the woman must miss my good match." ” Xu Fengnian had to repeat: "Awesome." ” The man turned his head to Fan Xiaochai and said understandingly: "It's okay if the girl wants to kill me, but it's best to drink the tea and find a secluded and spacious place, then I will definitely not fight back, let the girl take the knife." ” Fan Xiaochai took a deep breath, clenched the handle of the knife with five fingers, gritted his teeth and said, "You are looking for death" As a result, the man gave a bastard answer that no one expected, and he looked extremely serious, "I'm looking for you." ” Fan Xiaochai's eyes revealed the resoluteness of seeing death as if he were at home, and he pulled out the knife from the sheath desperately, just at the moment when the tip of the knife was about to completely reveal his whole body and climb to the top.
The young swordsman, who had always had a rigid face, smiled slightly, leaned forward slightly towards Fan Xiaochai, put the fingers of his left hand together, and between the electric lights and flints, he pointed to Fan Xiaochai's eyebrows, staying at a position more than an inch away from her eyebrows.
In the midst of the movement, there is a lot of meaning.
Fan Xiaochai's body leaned back sharply, trying to avoid its edge.
But the man let go of his fingers and gently pressed his palm on her shoulder.
The corners of Fan Xiaochai's mouth oozed shocking scarlet blood.
Xu Fengnian narrowed his eyes.
That man's hand is truly remarkable.
It's not the surprise or grandeur of the moves, but the depth of its heart.
Fan Xiaochai raised his arm to wipe away the blood at will.
The young swordsman still held her shoulder, restrained his smile, and said earnestly: "Girl, when it comes to the majestic momentum, the heroic righteousness is, and the fierce and evil spirit is also, the difference is that the former is like this post road, and it doesn't hurt to ride side by side, but the latter is a single-plank bridge that only has a place to stand, and it is not easy to turn around, and people are depressed, and it is difficult to return."
Why do people in the world not vomit and are unhappy?
My generation's martial arts practice, whether it is sword or fist, is a long-term thing, how can you reach the top in one go, let you be a land immortal, fighting to the death with people, you also need to change a breath of new air. ” Fan Xiaochai's lips were tightly closed.
In fact, she was so bloodied at this moment that she couldn't even utter a single word.
But she still wouldn't spit out.
If Xu Fengnian, the king of Beiliang, is the person she wants to kill the most in her life, then the guy in front of her, whose brain has been kicked by a donkey more than once, can be ranked second, and he has surpassed Chu Lushan, who personally turned her into a dead soldier in the water room in her early years Xu Fengnian sighed, lifted the bowl of calming soup he had just delivered, poured most of it into the empty bowl before, and then handed it to Fan Xiaochai.
She hesitated for a moment, then took the white bowl, shook off the palm of the man's hand pressed on her shoulder, turned around, lowered her head, and spat blood into the tea bowl, along with the tea soup.
Maybe except for Xu Fengnian, the characters in the rivers and lakes at the nearby tables, only Xuelu Gun Saint Li Houzhong has thought through a little mystery.
Even in the eyes of Lu Jiejun of the Ethereal Peak and Feng Zongxi, the master of boxing, the young swordsman's shot did not seem to be the slightest surprise except for the fast, and this kind of speed seemed to be just fast.
As for the others, they are even more confused.
The young swordsman looked at Fan Xiaochai's back, and stopped talking, but finally couldn't say anything.
He turned his head to look at Xu Fengnian and asked, "You are either an ordinary person who has never practiced martial arts, or a top person who is good at practicing qi, otherwise I won't be able to capture the uniqueness of your qi flow."
But since you have the courage to hang a cool knife and swagger through the market, and you have this girl by your side, I believe that the identity is not simple, then" Xu Fengnian waited quietly for the following.
It's just that this time the young swordsman really didn't disappoint, "so dare to ask this girl's name" Xu Fengnian smiled and said: "It used to be called Fan Xiaochai, the hairpin of the hairpin, but now it is called Fan Xiaochai, the firewood of firewood." ” The man nodded, "As I expected, they are all good names."
Xu Fengnian was speechless.
After so many years of wandering the rivers and lakes, I finally met an opponent with the same thickness It's just that he was the most depressed trip to the rivers and lakes back then, but in addition to his face, he still relied on his face, begging for water and drinking with the village women and girls, which can be called invincible and undefeated, but the one in front of him is purely relying on a face.
The man thought for a moment, "Forget it, I wanted to ask you about something, but now I don't need it."
Anyway, it doesn't matter if you go to Wudang Mountain or not. ” Xu Fengnian, who already knew the identity of the young swordsman, asked with a smile: "Why doesn't it matter, don't you really go to compete with that King of Beiliang?"
The young swordsman said with a stunned face: "You know who I am" Xu Fengnian nodded.
He rubbed his chin and suddenly realized, "It's not easy for you to guess my identity just by my appearance, but then again, it's reasonable." ” Xu Feng began to understand Fan Xiaochai's mood a little.
Fan Xiaochai had already turned around, the white bowl was resting on the table, staring at the man, "I will kill you" The man was neither sarcastic nor annoyed, grinning and sunny, "As you like." ” Xu Fengnian said curiously: "You're not joking" The man was sitting precariously and said in a deep voice: "I never joke with people and really like someone, shouldn't it be love at first sight that I think it's not that I will like a person if I like it, but after I like someone, I will love each other."
Why, you don't believe it" Xu Fengnian looked at this young face and was a little dazed.
He remembered the old man in sheepskin and the green robe.
It turns out that there are also fools in the rivers and lakes now.
Unreasonable, unreasonable.
Xu Fengnian smiled and said softly: "I believe it." ” Fan Xiaochai asked expressionlessly, "Who are you?"
Xu Fengnian couldn't help but rub his brows, and sure enough, the guy on the other side began to hurt people invisibly again, "Miss Xiaochai, I like you, it has nothing to do with whether you like me or not." ” Then he winked at Fan Xiaochai, "Don't be surprised if one day, I don't like you anymore." ” Fan Xiaochai's emotions almost collapsed, and he roared angrily: "Who the hell are you?"
It was only at this time that the young swordsman held down the hilt of the sword at his waist, his eyes were clear, he looked at her and said with a smile: "Taibai Sword Sect, Chen Tianyuan" He paused for a moment and said loudly: "So when I don't like you, only when Chen Tianyuan's sword is broken" At the nearby tables, as long as the young men and women who happened to be drinking tea soup or chewing cakes, they all squirted on the spot without exception.
Taibai Sword Sect, Chen Tianyuan, an immortal A hundred years of rivers and lakes, the peaks are competing, but since the Spring and Autumn Sword Armor Li Chungang, Chen Tianyuan is still well-deserved with the highest kendo talent and the fastest breakthrough Lu Jiejun and Feng Zongxi quietly looked at Xuelu Spear Saint Li Houzhong at the same time, and the latter nodded slightly.
It should be the one from the Taibai Sword Sect.
The toad face and the thin-lipped beauty sitting at the same table with the three seniors look at each other.
Doesn't it mean that the immortals of the Taibai Sword Sect moved the world with their white-clothed and white horses hanging with a white-sheathed long sword when they first came out of the rivers and lakes Didn't you say that the immortal was as rich as a heavenly immortal?
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Xu Fengnian slowly raised the tea bowl, did not rush to drink the tea soup, raised his eyes and looked into the distance, stunned.
This person is here and now.
The scene when others were different.
There was once a bad old man who liked to pick his feet, and he snorted angrily and said, "What old sword god is the sword god" There was once a poor wooden sword ranger who didn't make a sound, and he said arrogantly, "If there is a peerless swordsman surnamed Wen on the Tianjiang Lake, there is no doubt about it, it is me."
Someone is no longer alive.
Someone is no longer there.
Someone else is still in front of them.
After Xu Fengnian came back to his senses, he put down the tea bowl and shouted to the trembling tea stall shopkeeper over there: "Is there any green ant wine, come to two pots" Now the jurisdiction of Beiliang Road has banned winemaking, so large and small wine shops, new green ants are destined to not drink, most of them are cellars in previous years, this tea stall because of the trip, to do the business of high-rollers in the countryside, after all, a bowl of soup is only a few pennies, far less easy to make money than selling wine, specially bought some relatively poor aged green ant wine with the restaurant, and now there are four or five jars left, so I brought two jars to this table, and now the price of one jar is about four altars of green ants in previous years, Fortunately, Beiliang has never had the habit of mixing water, and the green ants are good and bad, but they are all authentic.
As the people of the Central Plains flocked to Wudang Mountain, I don't know who was the first to shout out, saying that "if you don't drink green ant wine, you will come to Beiliang in vain".
Chen Tianyuan asked, "You have a treat?"
Xu Fengnian nodded and said, "You ask me to fix the soup, and I invite you green ant wine, what's wrong?"
Chen Tianyuan said seriously: "There's nothing wrong, it's just that I don't drink." ” Xu Fengnian was surprised: "There are still swordsmen in the world who don't drink" Chen Tianyuan pointed at himself, and said with a natural face: "I am." ” Xu Fengnian looked at the two jars of green ant wine on the table, a little embarrassed
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