Shape of the Wind – Volume Meteorite Chapter 3: Sword of Yixian

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April 7th, 566 Years in El Tienno Calendar, Free City, Siam

Going to the Eastern home again, recalling the experience of the last trip, Lancelow looked unhappy and glanced at the Eastern Xuanhu, really wanting to find a chance to avenge this old Eastern ghost.

However, to be discouraged, even if the two have a chance to fight head-on, they still lose more and win less. Thinking back to the experience of the last trip, in terms of internal strength, I should not lose much of this old ghost, but when the two palms collided, the fierce fire of the opponent mixed in the internal strength was like a broken bamboo, and immediately defeated him like a mountain. inverted.

(Damn it, I will always find a chance to beat up this old man in the future!)

The servants delivered meals one after another and placed them at everyone's table. Some of the maids stepped back to stand by, hiding behind screens and pillars, whispering.

Lancelow found that there were several pairs of eyes looking here, curiosity, ears and ears, and vaguely heard them talking about the guests. Some of them said that the man in black was well-groomed and he was fighting in the house. Awe-inspiring and handsome...and so on.

Lancelow feels quite content to be selected as the maid at these banquets, although she is not stunning, but she has a pleasing appearance and **** body, which can make a beautiful girl look at herself with this kind of look; but after he settles down Although it was only a short while, he did apologize for the Fenghua Wei in the plum garden.

Returning to my heart, Fenghua is just a ghost. There are many human lives that she cannot do. In other words, even with Fenghua in the future, she still has the right to pursue human females. This idea is a bit brazen, but...should it not be too much, right?

Suddenly, Lancelot was shocked by a thought. Since getting acquainted with Fenghua, I almost forgot another woman who had a deep relationship with me but whose positioning was vague. Cang Yuecao, the illegitimate daughter of the Reins nobleman, thought of her, Lancelow couldn't help but stunned.

Now there is no identity restriction between the two parties, and they are completely morally tenable. However, when getting along with this young lady, I was really attracted by her wisdom and dexterity. I avoided this. After seeing the grace of Siam, I was He forgot the existence of Cang Yuecao again. Isn't it that you can't see a beautiful girl like this, meet someone like one?

When Siam has something to do, you take Fenghua away and meet her, what will happen? Looking at the world, it is normal for a husband to have three wives and four concubines, let alone each other's non-wives and concubines? Lancelow didn't feel that there was anything wrong with him; but when he thought of the gathering of new and old loves together, he still felt a bitter cold unexpectedly in his heart.

There is also Hanajiro who is next to him who feels bad about his situation. However, his worries are not in the future, but in the present. After entering the table, he sneered under the mask. Knowing that the two families are at odds, the Eastern family invited the Medici’s messengers to the dinner party, so why did they invite the Shi family again? Especially the last time Lancelot fought with Shi Family. ┅┅

At this moment, Shi Family's Five Supreme Possess and Shi Cunxin are still wearing medicine cloth bandages on their bodies, and their faces are pale. It seems that the fractures and internal injuries given to him by Lancelow are not light, and the reason why they can support them for action must be all kinds of wound medicines. Swallow a lot!

Companion around me, Lancelot came up with a god, even Shi Cunxin's hateful eyes were not even noticed; Hua Ruohong also seemed to be worried, and when he entered the table, he was so nervous, he seemed to be a thief. .

"The old man is really happy to be here for the banquet." Dongfang Xuanhu stood up and said: "Today's banquet was mainly for the misrecognition of the last time. Nephew Shi Jiaxian entrusted the old man to act as a peacemaker, so as to tell Wang Daxia I apologize to the two Medici envoys. The three adults are so large that they will never mind this small misunderstanding."

(Huh! It's finally started!)

Hanajirou snorted coldly in his heart, the old Dongfang ghost's eyes flickered, and there must be another plan. It is really unpleasant to see, maybe he should consider it, and when he is unpleasant, he will kill him with a sword.

Shi Cunxin also stood up, with hatred flashing in his eyes, and said flatly: "I would like to apologize to Senior Eastern for my recklessness last time and disturbing the precious land. As for the two Medici envoys, My pie also has something to say..."

Neither is it a good thing, Hanajiro really doesn't have the patience to put a fake on each other. Lancelow did a good job last time, no matter what he wanted to say, he would start the fight anyway, and the first blow hit him badly, which can save the time of listening to nonsense. Thinking of the embarrassment of Shi Cunxin being kicked through the wall, Hanajiro couldn't help but shook his shoulders and smiled.

It's just that when the two sides were talking seriously, his behavior seemed rude and bulging. Hua Ruohong hurriedly approached and whispered: "Teacher Wang, Teacher Wang...what are you laughing at?" Gengoro taught. To get closer, if Hanajiro does not want to be called "master", then "teacher" is also a good name.

(No way...kick people out, it’s not something that pedantic brother would do. Alas! I’m really...someone who is not easy to impersonate, but I chose the one with the most hands and feet...)

Having away the seductive thoughts, Hanajiro had no choice but to listen to Shi Cunxin's speech.

"This **** is both a flower and a native of El Tienno. He must be related to the Huazi family?"

"This...yes." Facing Shi Cunxin's gaze, Hua Ruohong felt a little flustered, especially when she mentioned the Hua family, thinking about the various things in the Hua family, she was uneasy.

Shi Cunxin sneered: "The younger generation of the Hua family belongs to the wind character generation. A few days ago, we have asked the Hua family for verification and inquired about Hua Ruohong. The reply was sent yesterday. Hua Ruohong’s son, with the same name, is a stubborn little servant of the Hua family. He has raised horses for three generations and is a stinky steward who can’t even get on the table."

Unexpected to be dismantled so soon, Lancelot was startled, seeing Hua Ruohong's face pale and unable to speak, so he had to bite the bullet and said: "Even if you say it, that doesn't mean anything. This time, it is stated that he is not restricted by his family background. He holds the golden seal of the Medici family. Who said he was not qualified to participate?"

"Everyone knows that the Golden Seal of Luoying is the owner of the Xuliewu Patriarch, and he will never leave him. Isn’t it absurd to use this as a proof of identity? We know very well about the first-class disciples of the Medici family, but there are no two in it. What a great name!"

Lancelow is speechless at times. The golden seal came suddenly, but who knew it had such a background, I am afraid that Hanajiro himself forged it. People came here prepared this time, and even the origin of Hua Ruohong was clear. It was not easy to get Huxun over, and there was nothing to do, so he had to turn his attention to Huajiro.

Shi Cunxin secretly rejoices that the opponent is not weak. The man in black alone is quite tricky. Looking around the contestants who are recruiting relatives, only they are qualified to compete with the Shi family. If they are really the messengers of the Medici family, then they will be absolutely absolutely. It's hard to deal with, but since you know that these people have problems with their identities, as long as you expose them, you can win without fighting.

Dongfang Xuanhu also knew that there was a problem with the origins of these three people. The purpose of recruiting relatives is only to bid for the sale of weapons. If these three people cannot represent any forces, wouldn't it be bad if they win in the end! However, they can get the Luoying Jinxi. If it is really related to the Medici family, it is not good to act rashly now. Therefore, when the Shi family posted a post saying that they had a way to prove that they were counterfeit and asked to work together to punish them, they did not. Dare to agree easily.

As a result, everyone's eyes focused on Hanajiro. This "Wang Youjun" is the key to proving the identity of Lancelot, as long as he knocks him down, the whole thing will come to light.

Shi Cunzhong has absolute confidence in this. Two days ago, when the man appeared as Wang Youjun, the Shi family asked Jerusalem urgently. The answer was that after Wang Youjun received an emergency letter that may have been written by Xu Liegu, he hurried to Eltinore. Unable to contact, but judging from the time, the Wang Youjun who appeared in Siam must be a fake.

Lancelow said: "Asshole! You don't believe us, don't you even believe in Wang Daxia?"

"Wang Daxia is high-spirited, heroic and righteous. I admire this for a long time, but Wang Daxia has always been masked. It is inevitable that some people will pretend to be fraud." Shi Cunxin got up and laughed: "Jerusalem has proved that Wang Daxia is in five We left in the early hours of the morning, and when this gentleman appeared here, how could there be two Wang Youjun in the world!"

Suddenly hearing this, Hua Ruohong felt a thunderbolt, and looked at Hanajiro beside him incredulously; Lancelow screamed badly in his heart, and moved his hand to the hilt.

"Hmph! What are you three shameless liars, impersonating Medici's messengers?" Shi Cunxin shouted, and the guards immediately strode out behind him.

Identity was revealed, and a battle was inevitable under the presence of a powerful enemy. Lancelow secretly looked for a direction to break through, and suddenly discovered that there were four black-robed men in the Shijia Guards, their movements were very strange, and I knew it when I felt it. It's not easy to deal with, and it's definitely more troublesome than dealing with Shi Cunxin.

The Shi family and the Dongfang family became one-sided, and the fight started. Dongfang Xuanhu is a sect master. No matter how powerful Huajirou is, he can at most stop him. He brought Huaruohong to the outside world. There are these four men in black robes, look. It's not optimistic. In the worst case, he might escape by chance, but Hua Ruohong was finished on the spot!

Thinking of the dangers, Lancelow couldn't help sweating in his palms. At this moment, dozens of guards from the Dongfang family gathered outside the hall and surrounded them, breaking the back of the three people, and the situation was on the verge of breaking out.

"Our two families will arrest the swindlers on behalf of the Medici family today, come! Take them down!"

Lancelow gritted his teeth and pulled the confused Hua Ruohong to his feet. He drew the knife out of the sheath, and was about to kick over the table with a kick, behead the knife, and rush out of the road, when a voice suddenly sounded.

"Asshole! It's so noisy!"

Perhaps because Lancelow was too nervous and Hua Ruohong was so shocked that neither of them noticed. From the beginning to the end, Hanajiro, who was revealed to be identified, did not respond and still sat there quietly drinking. , Until this moment, he stood up impatiently.

"You!"

With a quick finger, Hanajiro has already rushed to Shi Cunxin. There are many guards in the middle, not half of them can see him, regardless of blocking.

"You said, Jerusalem informed that Wang Youjun has just left; then I will tell you again now, I am Wang Youjun! I am here now!" Hanajiro sneered: "You would rather trust a piece of paper than yourself Is it? Hey! So bold!"

"You...you said that you are Wang Youjun, the one in Jerusalem, how should you explain it?"

The proof is as strong as a mountain, but Hanajiro's answer couldn't be easier, "Ha! Since the real thing is here, the one in Jerusalem is of course a fake!"

This kind of overwhelming argument is too obvious. On other occasions, Shi Cunxin will definitely laugh out loud, but the cold killing intent released in the eyes of the other party teaches this murderer who is used to running around the rivers and lakes to be timid and dare not answer rashly. .

"Why is there such a reason? Everyone knows that Wang Youjun is a holy knight of Jerusalem. You said that the one in Jerusalem is fake. Isn't that ridiculous?"

"Your words are ridiculous! The news you get from Jerusalem may be lied, or tampered with in the middle, or there is no news at all. It's all you babbling! Nothing compares to my being here. The goods are genuine!"

Hanajiro was telling a lie straightforwardly. It sounded like there was some truth to it. He sneered and said, "Well! It seems that if I don't show a few hands to prove my identity today, everyone will eventually excuse me, and I will not accept it!"

Shi Cunxin was taken aback, thinking that Hanajiro was going to let go and kill him, he quickly stepped back and waited.

"Don't worry! You are not good enough for me to cut you off!" Hanajiro turned around and said, "Sect Master, I did not bring a weapon to the party this time to show my respect. Can you lend me a handle? Weapon audition for martial arts?"

Naturally, Dongfang Xuanhu did not believe in Hanajiro's strong arguments, but seeing his confident appearance, he hesitated again in his heart, and said: "Wang Daxia is known as the sword and sword. I don't know what weapon you are going to borrow?" This is a clever statement. On the one hand, he left room, but on the other he did not acknowledge the identity of the other party.

"Well... the Zhuniao Sword and Martial Arts Refined Everyone will make it. It can't prove anything. I'll borrow the sword!"

Dongfang Xuanhu turned his head and ordered a few words to the attendant, saying: "Wang Daxia's famous swordsmanship, splashing ink as a move, vertical and horizontal swords, is also one of Bailudong's unique skills. It seems that it’s not enough for other people to prove their identity!"

Hanajiro laughed and said loudly: "Don't worry! I've said that I am Wang Youjun, will I still get a ghost here? Today, your luck is not bad, and you have the opportunity to see my Lan Ting Tie!"

"Lanting Post!"

Almost everyone here knows that the so-called Lanting Tie is that Wang Youjun drew his sword and pen after a feast, and swung his hand into the story. The works of the peak of his life, but can no longer write such good words, sadly changed the pen meaning into swordsmanship, and became "Lanting Tie". There are many people who know this matter. Many masters of swordsmanship deliberately delve into this swordsmanship, but no one can get the essence of it.

At that time, there were many disciples admiring and simulating in Bailu Cave, which caused many cases of ignorance. Lu You sighed: "The sword of Yixian is beyond the reach of ordinary people. That’s right,” the order was issued to prohibit the children of Bailudong from practicing.

After this incident, Wang Youjun's fame spread throughout the mainland, and Lan Ting Tie was also regarded as an eternal sword that no one other than Wang Youjun passed down.

This allusion Lancelot has recently been mentioned by Hua Ruohong. At this time, everyone was doubtful about Hanajiro’s lies. Only he knew in his heart that Hanajiro was full of nonsense. Then, how did he make this signature swordsmanship? ? !

Dongfang Xuanhu was hesitant, Shi Cunxin did not dare to take risks, and ordered his subordinates to withdraw behind him, but fixedly stared at the three people of Lancelow to prevent escape. Lancelow didn't care, but only paid attention to the four black-robed men. .

A servant presented the sword, Hanajiro opened the lightsaber, and the almost milky white blade jumped out, dazzling. The blade of the ordinary lightsaber is blue and white, and the color of the blade is milky white, which represents a special lightsaber designed for masters to resist, absorb, and greatly increase the output power. These technologies have been developed by Eltinol for many years and have not been successful. , The whole world is exclusively owned by Reins. Unexpectedly, Oriental Home Furnishing has also been successfully developed!

"Good sword! What a good sword!"

Hanajiro nodded, and took a few sword flowers in his hand, like a rainbow sword curtain, which turned dazzling. When the clear sword light disappeared, Sen Han's killing intent was real, and the Shi family was locked in the air.

With a cool smile, Hanajiro changed the lightsaber to Lancelot and said: "You! Come out and accompany me with two tricks!"

Everyone was shocked, and Shi Cunxin stood up to protest, believing that the two might be suspected of conspiracy.

"Heh! It's okay to change, but...is it qualified to pick up my sword?"

"The few masters behind me, or those sent by the predecessors in the East...In short, they are the ones who can't use you."

"Master? What is that?" Hanajiro raised his head and laughed, "Where is the person? Why didn't I see it?"

"You!" Shi Cunxin turned his head furiously, and was about to give an order, immediately frightened. The four men in black robes behind him were "enhanced warriors" transformed by masters of the Shi family's selection faction and entered the King Kong Hall. Although their gods are awkward, they are all brave and not afraid of death. They are incredibly powerful in battle. The plan to restrain the man in black is the trump card in the hand of this trip. Unexpectedly, when he turned his head, the four people had no breath, and he had been killed for a long time.

Dongfang Xuanhu's complexion also changed drastically. The four black-robed men were not easy to deal with, how could he not know. According to the current situation, even if this person is not Wang Youjun, his martial arts is surprisingly high.

Compared with everyone's horror, Hanajiro frowned slightly. Shi Cunxin was unhappy with his words, so he shot him off when he ran the sword flower. However, the strength of the hands at the time should be able to chop the four people into sixteen. Now they are dead and in good shape. The Shi family has indeed been in good shape in recent years. There are more ghosts.

"It's your kid, come out, don't let your legs feel weak in your seat!"

Lancelow was shocked and eager to see Hanajiro's calmness and eradication of the four masters of the Shi family. A lot of his own martial arts have been taught by Hanajiro. It was a rare opportunity for him to face off against him. With joy, he drew his sword out of the sheath and jumped into the field.

"Pull your treasured sword! This scrap iron can't even take half of my moves!" Hanajiro was cautious when it came to fighting.

Speaking of it, it's time to do something with this guy. Everything is unprovoked. Whether this person is a monkey or a genius, let's see the truth!

Lancelow dropped the knife in his hand and slowly drew the newly named Shenbing Fenghua from his waist. It was chilly, and he had an aura that was not inferior to Hanajiro. Dongfang Xuanhu, who has experience in discerning divine weapons, has been staring at "Feng Hua" even more since he drew his sword.

(Fenghua! Please look at me carefully and see your man's ability. From now on, I will share all the glory earned with this knife!)

Tacitly approving this kind of prayer, Lancelot shouted loudly, ignoring Yu Hanajiro's mighty aura, and took the initiative to attack with a knife.

Lancelow was agile, and he approached Hanajiro in the blink of an eye. Everyone present praised him secretly, but the situation changed instantly. With a "knock", Lancelot was stunned. The sword fell and plunged into the ground, causing severe pain in his wrist. He gave Hanajiro a preemptive shot and hit his wrist to get the weapon out of his hand.

"What's the matter! Boy, you who made the Qinglian sword song shouldn't be the only one!" Hanajiro shook his wrist and picked the treasured sword on the ground back into Lancelot's palm, "come again!"

Lancelow rushed again, but only repeated the same mistakes, twice, three times...five times in a row, and shot down the weapon in one face. I thought that no matter how bad it was, I could take ten moves, but I would defeat it when I knew it. Lancelow was shocked and recalled how the move was.

Hanajiro’s sword was not fast, because everyone saw it clearly, and it didn’t happen that it was just a flat cut, as if Lancelow had put his wrist on himself and hit it. If the weapon were to be dismissed, if Hanajiro hadn't been merciful, Lancelot would be severed. This level of brilliance turned into an ordinary sword skill, seemingly simple, but after a few years of hard work, Lancelow may not be able to pass. Dongfang Xuanhu's eyes flickered, and he couldn't help wondering whether he could receive the sword.

For the sixth time, when Lancelow rushed forward, Hanajiro still swung the sword to his wrist, but this time, Lancelow did not evade, and speared at his own speed, according to the trajectory, and stabbed first. Hanajiro, cut off his arm again. Unwilling to fight hard, Hanajiro had to return to the sword to pick up the Lancelot sword and shook the man back.

Avoid eating turtles, but this time he kept the weapons in hand. Lancelow secretly liked the success of tactics, which made up for the lack of martial arts skills.

Hanajiro nodded and smiled: "Good boy...now, you are really qualified to accompany me in the trick." With a loud laugh, Hanajiro took a hip flask of cakes, and drank half of the pot with his head up gurgling. , Followed the backhand to pour the remaining half of the pot of wine on the blade.

The blade of the lightsaber was originally half-empty and half-real, but gave him a reminder. When the wine was sprinkled, it was immediately plated with a layer of colorful light, and the seven colors flowed around. It was beautiful like a rainbow.

"Yonghe nine years old, I was in Gui Chou, at the beginning of spring, I will be at the Lanting Pavilion of Shanyin in Kuaiji..."

Hanajiro chanted a long voice and swung his sword towards Lancelow. This time he was only to show his sword skills, not to defeat the enemy. The invisible sword qi fluctuated and danced, allowing Lancelot to see where the sword qi was strong and weak, and resist and counterattack through the gaps.

That's the case. After Hanajiro's head swung his sword, the power of the sword was overwhelming, and Lancelow was out of breath, the tiger's mouth was shaken, the weapon was almost released, and the internal strength was rushed to take the sword. .

"Looking up at the size of the universe and looking at the prosperity of categories, so..."

Hanajiro casually chanted, and his subordinates were endlessly wonderful. Lan Ting turned the characters into tricks, and Lanslow looked at the strength of the sword qi, and reacted quickly after hearing the words. He was able to attack and defend in the sword force, and he could not lose; but when Hanajiro changed the font to crazy grass, Adding another three-point aura with alcohol, strokes and strokes, magical, like a dragon outside the sky, coming and going vertically and horizontally, unable to see its head and tail. Lancelow felt so strenuous that he had to push his internal strength to the limit and forcefully accept it. When you can't take it, you will use the right talent to understand, and then use the risky move to force the opponent to take the sword.

Shi Cunxin looked at him with surprise. The swordsmanship of this man is no different from the legendary Lan Ting Tie. Could it be that he is really Wang Youjun? However, his height and body shape are completely different from the appearance of Wang Youjun in yesterday’s emergency report. This...How could this be possible...Even Lu You himself praised that there was only Wang Youjun in the world who could use the real Lan Ting Tie!

Dongfang Xuanhu's face is ugly. It doesn't matter whether this person is Wang Youjun or not. The martial arts he reveals at this time are only higher than his own. With such a person, he wants to control the overall situation and he has more variables.

Lancelow was sweating, and only felt that the opponent's sword followed the other, becoming more and more difficult to grasp. The true energy on the sword was restrained, but it was endless; on the other hand, he could only push his internal strength to the peak. With strong breaks, but after a long time, the internal strength will be unsustainable. Later, it is all based on reactions and tricks, and the brain is buzzing and unable to think.

At this time, he realized that this sneer-loving alcoholic with a bad mouth was completely beyond his imagination.

"┅┅It's the same. Those who read later, will also feel gentle!"

When Hanajiro chanted to the end, the sword aura suddenly burst out like a tide, and the liquor was colorful and distinct, like a thousand feathers of phoenix, flapping its wings. Lancelow gritted his teeth fiercely, poured his zhenqi into the knife, and slashed out with energy.

In the loud noise, the sword move was broken, and the liquor entrained in the strong wind was spilled around, and everyone flashed or covered it, so embarrassed. While breaking the move, Lancelot gave a strong force to retreat from the hall to the door, and finally stopped. He found that his hands and feet were sore and threatening to sit down.

"Boy, that's the only thing I can do, go back and practice for another hundred years!"

Hanajiro shook his head and chuckled lightly, and walked to Shi Cunxin's table with his sword. The latter was about to get up to meet him, but gave him a kick and kicked the entire table over, making Shi Cunxin and the guards together.

"However, a guy like this who hasn't practiced for thousands of years, can run on the rivers and lakes, and your bad martial arts can be considered as good..."

After repeated insults, Shi Cunxin was furious, but stunned by the opponent's martial arts, he did not dare to attack.

Hanajiro turned his head, although he couldn't see the expression, but the dominance in his eyes was shocking to everyone.

"How is it? Who else would suspect that I am not Wang Youjun?"

Dongfang Xuanhu groaned silently. This man’s martial arts and behavior are not like Wang Youjun, but rather similar to someone in the legend...

I feel ridiculous about my suspicion, but thinking of that person, Dongfang Xuanhu's face is beyond bad.

Lost face, Shi Cunxin and his party hurriedly said goodbye; if the words were not speculative, the banquet would be unsustainable. After a few perfunctory words with basic etiquette, the banquet was hurriedly dismissed.

When they left, Dongfang Xuanhu had a lot of modesty, and they knew each other well anyway. Hanajiro was too lazy to talk, but as the leader, he had to explain a few words before he could leave. But when he walked out of the door, Lancelot was nowhere to be seen, and the gatekeeper told them that they had left in a hurry.

"Emergency? Leave first?"

Damn it? Then why did I feel that the two of them ran inside again!

Hanajiro sighed, today may be more disaster than imagined!

Getting out of the banquet, Lancelow planned to achieve the original goal here. Hua Ruohong was frightened by Lancelow’s proposal because of the panic, but Lancelow believed that after this trouble, the Dongfang family was prepared for it. Inevitable relaxation is a good time to invade.

So, the two of them put on black clothes and black hoods, found a hidden location, and broke through the wall into the Eastern Mansion. Since most of the personnel in the Eastern Mansion were transferred to participate in the preparations for the siege of the main hall, they had not yet withdrawn, and the defense was weaker than usual, and the two successfully sneaked in without any effort.

The City Lord’s Mansion occupies a large area, and the two of them don’t know where Hua Ruohong’s fiancé is, so they have to walk around without a clue. Lancelow believes that the tighter the guard is the place where the Tibetans are, and they are about to find it there. Fortunately, a handyman came to him. After being captured by the two for questioning, he said that the woman was imprisoned in the south. floor.

Knocked out the hapless handyman, the two followed the road to find the small building. Several guards patrolled on the road, and Lancelow found that they had avoided and successfully arrived.

Lancelow hesitated slightly when he got downstairs. The upstairs is brightly lit. Is Hua Ruohong's fiancee in it? Are there any guards? What if someone yells and alarms the guards later?

Thinking to herself, Hua Ruohong couldn't bear it anymore and ran downstairs and whispered.

"A Cui──Are you here? A Cui──"

Lancelow screamed something bad, but he heard a soft cry from a woman, followed by a slim figure appearing by the second floor window.

"Brother Dahong, is that you?"

Lancelow shook his head and sighed how the two people’s nicknames are so rustic. Hua Ruohong’s surprise was mixed, and even the martial arts seemed to have increased a bit. He leaped up and stepped onto the second floor window sill to stabilize his figure. The insider talked.

In the dark night, I can’t see clearly, but I can still see Hua Ruohong’s face from time to time sad and happy, but there is more excitement. After Lancelow confirmed that Hua Ruohong is safe, he hides a little bit and pays attention to the surroundings. Trends, as a warning for this long-lost lover.

Unexpectedly, when the mood was relaxed, the whole person almost sat down, and the physical exertion of fighting with Hanajiro was ten times more tiring than it seemed on the outside. That unscrupulous drunkard seems to have made up his mind to drain his internal strength. Every sword power is so heavy that he has forced him to push his internal strength to the limit. After a long time, the dantian is empty, and he feels even if he moves more. Panting, if it weren't for Hua Ruohong's desire to help Hua Ruohong, it's time to go back to sleep.

"The second child of the dead flower, I don't usually see him practicing martial arts, why is martial arts so powerful? It is said that only Wang Youjun can write those ghost characters, how can the second flower write so smoothly?"

This question is not Lancelot alone. Even Dongfang Xuanhu and Shi Cunxin were puzzled. It was not long after that Yuangoro gave a simple answer: "Wang Youjun is a handsome man who writes calligraphy with a sword, but, Brother Hua is a genius of sword, as long as he has something to do with sword, nothing can stump him."

At this time, Lancelot was desperately thinking about the scene of the sword comparison with Hanajiro. The other party has made a lot of concessions, but he is still at a disadvantage. So, how can you close this distance?

If you can, like the masters of the Eastern family, entrain the fiery energy in your internal strength, when you face-to-face with Hanajiro, you can get twice the result with half the effort. But... Lancelow scratched his hair, he really couldn't think of how to train his internal strength to train himself into a fire-breathing dragon!

The old man who happened to meet that day also said, "Your knife is even more awkward, but it just forced the true energy out of the knife, and even the sword strength did not take shape." He meant it was sent out. Can the internal strength be as sharp as a knife? How can this be done?

With his head sideways, Lancelow pondered these questions. After hard training, he rarely thinks deeply as he does now, but he did not expect to explore the essence of his own martial arts under such a situation.

In these days, the masters such as Hanajiro and Gengoro...and so on, surrounded by Lancelot, coupled with the actual combat experience, he has actually absorbed a lot of things without knowing it, and his vision widened, and when he was officially Thinking and summarizing, slowly, a thought formed in his mind.

Let internal force not only be internal force!

Lancelow had this realization vaguely, but he still couldn't grasp the specific policy. The only thing that comes to mind is what the drunk father said that day: "Practice! Find a way to find a mental method worthy of your internal strength!" Suppose that the powerful internal strength in your body is derived from the dead old man who raised him. , Then, the half-book secret book that he got from him is the best shortcut to practice martial arts.

In the past, in the mountains, I used to watch the dead old man holding a gray cloth bag and meditating on the contents, but he was not allowed to approach it. He took that cloth bag as a priceless treasure and stole it away when he left the mountain. But when I woke up in Cang Yuecao and secretly opened the gray cloth bag, I didn't see any valuables. Except for a few small items, the cover and the front page were torn off, and the back half was missing. Incomplete secrets.

In the moonlight, Lancelow took out the secret book from his arms. This book is said to be the secret of martial arts, but it is not like it. It explains some exercises and songs, but I don’t know much about it, and I can’t judge and practice; and more of it is not marginal. Nonsense, people can't figure out the meaning of this book.

Like the first sentence at the beginning! "The world is not benevolent, and everything is a dog", what does it mean? What is a dog? Is it a kind of dog name? The literal translation means "God is very cruel, and treats everything in the world as a dog", and to evolve this meaning into martial arts, does it mean that it is extremely cruel and treats all life as nothing... Um! This is in line with the style of a dead old man. In his training, he never took his own life seriously. If it were not for the strong luck of the dog, he would have no idea how many times he had given birth.

Thinking about it, suddenly there was a noise from Hua Ruohong's direction. Lancelot listened, only to hear Hua Ruohong's voice, intermittently.

"┅┅I will take you away now.┅┅this┅┅how does this work┅┅Here is heavily guarded┅┅"

The little lover seemed to have a dispute. Lancelow became curious and approached quietly. This time he heard clearly, it seemed that Hua Ruohong couldn't agree to what the woman asked for.

"Brother Dahong...You really don't want to take me out of here immediately like last time?"

The female voice behind the window is low and heavy, sincerely making requests to the lover, but Hua Ruohong was silent for a while, and finally shook her head and said: "┅┅It's not working now, A Cui, you wait for me some time, I will definitely come and take you away..."

There was a faint sigh from behind the window. I could hear that there was a deep sadness and disappointment in the soft sigh. Lancelow couldn't help but want to rush forward and beat Hua Ruohong with a painful punch. Betrayed the love of his lover; suddenly, Lancelow felt a sharp killing intent, which rose rapidly in the small building.

The murderous aura came suddenly. It was obvious that there was a master in the building who was about to make a move. Seeing that Hua Ruohong didn't realize it, Lancelow leaped anxiously and shouted: "Be careful! Go back!"

Hua Ruohong was in a state of excitement. He heard Lancelow yelling, but before he could react, he pulled back. At the same time, there was an old scolding cry from the small building: "Little thief! How bold! "And the female voice hurriedly said: "Please don't hurt him!" After the two beeps, the fiery enthusiasm has melted out of the wall, and the dazzling fire net rolled towards the two of them.

Listening to the old voice, it was the Eastern Xuanhu vaguely. Lancelow was shocked. Unexpectedly, when he met this old man, his enthusiasm was inferior to his own. Now his internal strength is almost exhausted, and it is even more unbearable. Taotao attacked his body with fierce fire, but in desperation, he could only draw out "Feng Hua", poured his strength into the knife, and fought with the magic weapon.

The two forces collided, there was a loud noise, and the fire collapsed. Lancelow and Hua Ruohong also threw them high, turning a few somersaults, and fell to the ground in embarrassment. Fang wanted to find a way to escape, Dongfang Xuan The tiger snorted coldly, and the full sky collapsed and the fire energies gathered in a strange way. Under the control of an inexplicable energies, they turned into serrated fire pillars and slashed towards Lancelow in all directions. It was one of the six suns. Beacon Excalibur!

Even if it is hard-wired with the magic weapon, it can only block one of them, to no avail, and the skill of this old ghost seems to be more than twice as powerful as the last contact. Lancelow feels that he can't do anything else. As a result, a gust of wind blew up in the bushes behind, and a man in black jumped down like a god. The man was in the air, with a long sword in his hand swinging out horizontally. The silver rainbow passed by, stirring up strong winds like tears, and the pillar of fire was cut off and extinguished, scattered invisible .

The man in black landed, Lancelot stunned, and even the eyes of the people from the past knew that the man in black was Hanajiro.

"Asshole! Why are you here now!"

Hanajiro didn't answer, but slapped Hua Ruohong with a backhand. Lancelow and Hua Ruohong were shocked. Hanajiro had already slapped two more palms, hitting the vests of the two of them, and a gentle force brought the two of them high and flew out, and Hanajiro jumped up with him, like a Dapeng. Tucked behind them like a bird.

"Dare to break into my Eastern Mansion and stay here?"

Someone in the rear sent a palm to chase him, and Hanajiro raised his hand with a sword, shook the fire away, and then broke off calmly.

Lancelow flew up involuntarily, but still didn't forget to hide his identity and diverted the enemy's attention by the way.

"Oriental thief, your uncle’s surname is Liu. I fell in love with this girl's Peugeot. You can keep her for a day, but you can’t keep her forever! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ah! ──"

The last call was because of a terrible laugh, and Hanajiro took advantage of his palm to replenish his strength and beat a painful cry.