I am a True Villain Chapter 1139: Sword mad Li Zi, past events

The latest website: "He still has a face. If I were him, I would have gotten out of Chang'an City long ago," the young man next to him snorted coldly.

"After all, people's legs are broken, how can I live out of Chang'an?" someone said strangely.

However, the beggar in the corner remains unmoved.

Just turned his back to everyone, quietly looking out the window, quietly drinking the wine in his hand.

"Smelly beggar, didn't you hear me talking to you?" The leading young man stepped forward, slapped the glass in front of the beggar, and said lightly.

"Is the Linjian Academy in Dazhou now so unbearable to recruit people?" The beggar slowly raised his head and said flatly.

His voice is hoarse and not angry, as if his mood is stagnant.

"Do you dare to taunt me at the Sword Academy?" the young man said coldly.

"Look at what you are like now, if it weren't for the master's order, you are not allowed to die.

Do you think you can live till now?

Something like a dog, do you think you are still the sword mad of the year? "

"Sword Madness is just a title given to me by others. I didn't care a long time ago."

The beggar said calmly: "I am just an ordinary person holding a sword."

"Holding a sword, can you still afford a sword now?" the young man mocked.

"There is a sword in my heart, and the sword will last forever," the beggar replied.

The young men snorted coldly, unable to refute the beggar's words.

After all, they are all swordsmen.

Only one of the young people said again: "Li Zi, the Great Zhou Dynasty has been in full bloom, and your remnants of the previous dynasty will one day be intolerable.

Suicide is better than killing by others, and it does not humiliate the name of your once sword madness. "

The young man's voice fell, and the beggar didn't reply, only listening to the sound of chopsticks falling from nearby.

Xie Changliu slowly raised his head, and stared at the beggar sitting in the corner.

The disheveled hair covers the whole face of the beggar. He can't see the other person's face clearly, and he just whispers: "Long for a month, hanging on Dongxi Pine."

The sound fell, and the beggar also looked up at him.

"Master?" Xie Changliu asked tentatively.

"You, are you back?" The beggar finally said, the hair on his face scattered on both sides, and he finally saw his face clearly.

It was a face too old to look directly at.

The face is full of wrinkles and gullies, dense wrinkles cover the entire face, and the eyes are muddy, without a trace of essence.

The lips are chapped and thin like walking corpse.

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"Master, how did you become like this?" Xie Changliu asked incredulously.

He stepped forward, but was stopped by the young girls.

"Do you know him?" the leading young man looked at Xie Changliu and asked.

"Get out of the way," Xie Changliu said coldly.

"Hey, my temper looks bad," the young man smiled unmoved.

"You know him, then you should be a remnant of the previous dynasty, now come with us."

The youth's voice just fell off, only to hear a loud "boom".

Xie Changliu hadn't released the sword yet, but the little sword intent of the scabbard burst out, directly knocking the young man out of the second floor.

The window bars shattered, and the young man fell heavily on the street facing the street.

"Do you dare to hurt Senior Brother Ming, do you know who we are?" The other young people hurriedly distanced themselves, drew the long swords from their waists, and looked at Xie Changliu vigilantly.

"I don't know, and don't need to know," Xie Changliu said lightly.

"I only know that whoever blocks me will end up just like him."

"You, you wait, we won't stop at the Sword Academy," a young man uttered a cruel word, and the others hurriedly left the inn.

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Xie Changliu took the old man and came to Xu Zimo.

"This is my master. During the three hundred years of my practice in the Ming Empire, he has always taught me kendo.

Lead me to get started," Xie Changliu introduced.

"Sit down," Xu Zimo waved his hand and said with a smile: "You master and apprentice haven't seen me for a long time, don't care about me if you renew the past."

Xie Changliu nodded and asked: "Master, how did you become like this?

And those people just now, who are they? "

"Old man Li Zi, one of the unknown," the old man introduced himself to Xu Zimo first.

I replied immediately: "When the Ming Empire was destroyed, you knew you could do nothing, so you left here, ready to travel around.

But I chose to stay. "

"I know this," Xie Changliu nodded.

"The establishment of the Great Week is faster than we thought, and the flourishing age will come earlier.

I have lived here for thousands of years, and I have gradually become accustomed to the replacement of the new dynasty. "

Li Zi sighed and said: "In the past thousand years, my swordsmanship has become more and more powerful, and I often learn from other people's swordsmanship, and I am called a sword mad.

About thirteen years ago, the new emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty invited two swordsmen from nowhere, and said that he wanted to establish a school.

The master and deputy master of the Academy are the two unknown swordsmen. This proposal was opposed by many people.

There are three thousand swordsmen in Chang'an, everyone can forget, but I can’t get around my sword madness. "

Speaking of this, Li Zi sighed again, "At that time, I was not yet meditated, and I could not see through the mundane glory.

He volunteered to compete with the two swordsmen.

The veins were destroyed, and a few failed, even this leg was interrupted in that battle. "

"How could this happen," Xie Changliu took a deep breath.

"Then why don't you leave this Chang'an?"

"They didn't allow me to leave Chang'an, nor did they allow me to die," Li Zi laughed.

"Why?" Xie Changliu was puzzled.

"Do you remember the sword classic?" Li Zi asked.

"Naturally," Xie Changliu nodded.

"Regardless of the years, Ren Fengge is also mad and true."

Speaking of this, Xie Changliu also reacted.

"They came for the sword classic."

"As long as they don't get the sword canon for one day, I will never die," Li Zi replied.

"Look carefully, there are countless eyes watching us now."

Xie Changliu looked around, but below the inn, there were a few people walking strangely.

Although it is very secret, it can't hide from his Sword God eyes.

"Can we stay here for a few days?" Xie Changliu asked, looking at Xu Zimo.

"How many days?"

"Three days," Xie Changliu said, "I can handle this matter in three days."

"Good~IndoMTL.com~Xu Zimo nodded.

"Long stay, you don't have to worry about this," Li Zi said quickly.

"You leave Chang'an as soon as possible, this is their world, the master does not want to hurt you."

"When the Ming Empire was destroyed, I could do nothing.

My favorite person dies, and there is nothing I can do," Xie Changliu said in a little silence.

"Master, you are half a father in my eyes.

Don't leave me helpless this time. "

Li Zi nodded deeply. As a swordsman, he knew that Xie Changliu's kendo had been suppressed for too long.

It needs to be released, and Jianxin must be sharpened.

The three were chatting, and there were footsteps coming up from the second floor.