Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4805: Junior Lang

Every body is like Yuanzhu Yuezhi, full of domineering breath.

Especially in that extravagant dress, there are eight rose feathers in the hairline, and the breath of it has already surpassed his imagination.

"Conflict? Lihuozong?" Jian Wushuang looked at him, frowning slightly, "Are you also worthy?"

Suddenly, a flash of humiliation flashed across the faces of the five Yanxian.

The pagodas they are not proud of are separated from the fire sect, spanning several heavens, and accepting disciples.

Although it is nothing in Dasiyu, the top practitioners in the surrounding Tianyu are all proud of entering the Lihuozong.

But right now, he is humiliated by the faceless face.

Jianmian Yanxianqiang endured his intentions, he said in a deep voice, "You juniors should not be too angry, maybe we will meet again in the future."

Jian Wushuang squinted at him, and then shot directly. An unmatched Yanli swept up, and yanked the Yanxian who was lying on the ground and stunned to death, and no point of the fairy source was left.

All Yanxian was startled, they never thought Jianwushuang would kill a Yanxian without any signs.

"Leave those two boys, I will let you go." Jian Wushuang looked at them softly.

Jianmian Yanxian strongly suppressed his anger, knowing that he was hit by a hard stubble today, but even if he threw down the two thin bodies, he turned and left.

Five Yanxian, like five streamers, did not intend to leave this side of the sky in any way.

But the facts are not always as expected.

Jian Wushuang raised his hand and threw the real sword to Chen Qing.

Chen Qingxin understood, a grin appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his figure disappeared.

Chopping the grass and eradicating the roots to prevent future troubles is the rule of doing things.

It was only a moment after the sky corner burst into tragic cry.

Jian Wushuang didn't care about those. He carried the hip flask, walked slowly, and finally stopped in front of the two thin bodies and crouched down.

"Look up and look at me." He said softly.

The dead fish-like figure moved hard, and then seemed to have exhausted all his strength, lifting his **** head.

"Thanks, Master Xie..."

After uttering this sentence unclearly, he passed out.

She shook her head helplessly, Jian Wushuang stood up, and looked at the heroic woman with a complex look not far away.

"Come here, I have a few questions to ask you, don't think about running away, you can't run away."

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With Jian Wushuang's protection, there is only one restaurant left in the mainland.

At the moment, in the main hall of the large restaurant, there are eight figures sitting in a circle in front of a round table.

Jian Wushuang sat in the middle, beside him, followed by Di Qing and others.

The heroic woman has also been seated, glancing at him from time to time.

And the two thin and weak bodies were sitting opposite Jian Wushuang, with their eyes staring straight at the table full of dishes.

"Eat it." Jian Wushuang said softly.

Obtained the allowed order, and the two figures could not care for anything, and swallowed directly.

"These two boys, it seems that Mao hasn't even grown up yet? What are you doing running around?" Chen Qing looked at the two with some surprise.

Jian Wushuang is also a bit curious, and the two boys at the moment look really immature.

And the faces of the two are almost identical, like twins.

"Hey, brother, it's delicious..." The face is the most naive, and the silly boy is holding a plate of dishes in his hand, and he can't help but smirk.

Hidden eyes, with a little smirk of another kid, nodded incessantly, and then quickly stuffed all kinds of food into his mouth.

The two skinny guys ate up the full table of dishes at the speed of a lingering cloud.

But then there was another dish presented, unlimited for them to eat.

Jian Wushuang did not speak, and has always been watching the two of them with interest.

Although these two boys are not even ancestors, they have some realm foundations and should not be so dependent on food.

But looking at their food, it looks like they have never had a full meal.

I don’t know how long it took, the two guys who ate frantically finally stopped planning to eat again.

Subconsciously touched the belly. The eyes were firm and slightly thin, and stood up hurriedly, facing the sword Wushuang archery, "Senior Cheng Fuze, our brothers have never eaten one. It’s the first time for a full meal today. I’m very grateful.”

Another stupid boy smiled at his brother, and then recounted this remarkably.

"I haven't had a full meal since birth?" Chen Qing was slightly surprised.

The thin body nodded and said frankly, "Our brothers are both alone. When we start to remember, we can only rely on each other to make a meal."

Chen Qing asked again, "Then you are not honestly staying in your original place, what are you running for?"

Thin and thin, he scratched his head and said, "My brother is a fool of wit and chaos. I will take him to see his brain."

Such childish remarks made a few people in the room present a smile.

"Hey, my brother said I’m a fool, I’m a fool." The kid with a stupid look, grinned again.

As his brother said, this kid is indeed a fool who is in a state of chaos.

That thin figure scratched his head again, and finally solemnly said, "My name is Song Wuxin, and my brother is Song Wuyan. Here I would like to thank several adults for their life-saving grace, which I will never forget."

"Where are you going to take him to take a look?" Jian Wushuang looked at him and then asked.

The thin figure named Song Wuxin shook his head, and then said, "In the place where I used to live, there was a well-informed old monk. He said that my brother’s brain is innately unwise, and there is no more Ways to change, but I don’t believe, I’m going to find the fairy and let the fairy treat my brother.”

The fairy in Song Wuxin's mouth is Yan Xian.

Jan Wushuang only sighed in his heart as he looked at his hope.

The innate spiritual wisdom is not open, and it is in a state of chaos, which means that such a life should not have appeared, but it was born because of various opportunities. It is a pure white paper.

This blank piece of paper that shouldn't have been born is missing innately, and I am afraid it is difficult to make up.

Even if it is supplemented with some kind of supreme secret method, it will cover the original memory.

But at least for now, even the essence of Jiu Zhuan Dayan Xian is helpless.

In the end, Jian Wushuang still said, "If I say, the fairy cannot cure your brother?"

Song Wuxin was stunned, and his eyes flashed a bit of loss, but soon he grinned again, "I can’t heal a fairy, then I’ll find another fairy, and I’ll keep searching until I find a cure for my brother. Fairy."