Seven Shows Chapter 137:
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"The county lord. 13579246810" There was a call from the inn, "Your buns are here."
Xiao Er bought a bun and came back. He didn't want to cause trouble and ignored Lin Pingzhi. He went straight back to the inn, only to find that the door on the second floor was open, but Jiang Li was nowhere to be seen, and he cried out loudly.
Jiang Lidao: "Backyard."
Little Er suddenly realized that he came over with the bag.
"Go down."
The little second bends and resigns when he hears this.
Jiang Li went to the side to fetch water and clean his hands. Then he picked up the bag, and Jing Wuming returned to the dining room on the first floor and ate the buns.
Facts have proved that even if there are six doors on the street, there are so many people lining up to buy buns that are really unique, with thin skins and a lot of stuffing, and a little bit of soup, the price is very kind, and the taste is really good. It's just the consequence of the buns being too big, Jiang Li ate two of them, and his stomach was full of fullness.
Little Erzu bought ten buns.
Jiang Li thought about Jing Wuming's appetite before, and it was half a catty with her. It's not much better, and I can't finish it if I want to.
She thought about it, and plans to receive the package later and keep it fresh.
The door of the inn is not closed.
Lin Pingzhi wanted to look inside, but he didn't dare to hesitate. Jiang Li didn't look like he would help, but it was his last hope. Lin Pingzhi didn't dare to go in easily, he knew nothing more than three things, and if he did it again, it might not be as simple as being thrown out.
Jiang Li is obviously not good-tempered.
At this moment, another pair of people came on the street.
Lin Pingzhi looked at it and was shocked by a three-pointer.
The leader was a radiant, radiant old man who looked rather immortal, and was followed by a man about thirty years old, very imposing and golden, if you let Jiang Li see it, you could not help but think of West Lake. The dress of the little yellow chicken in the Tibetan Sword Villa, but the young man carrying a handful of Tiance Mansion weapons, Chang Mucang.
Behind them, there were a few people who followed, but they were not very conspicuous. Speaking of which, they were just a mob.
The man said: "Master, today I waited for the landing, but there was no response there, and we asked us to find a place to live on our own, but I didn't put your old man in the eyes."
The old man heard the words, his eyes flashed, and he coldly snorted: "Hmph, did you tell them that I am here?" He emphasized the word "I". As a young man, he should think What a grand welcome is naturally impossible. The old man is conceited in his own identity, how could he be so neglected, for fear that the person in front of him intentionally killed someone with a knife.
The man said: "Naturally said it, don't dare to deceive the master. The disciple can swear by the gods, if there is a half-word..."
"Okay." The old man said, listening to such a sentence, he knew that what the other person said was true, otherwise he checked it a little, wouldn't it be exposed? He said: "Since you say so, I believe it. I think it's because the people underneath are negligent. Although the old man is not well-known, he can't bear to be so slow."
Although he said that he was not well-known, his tone contained strong self-confidence.
Self-confidence derived from strength.
For ordinary people, where would you dare to say this on this street without anyone else? Either arrogant, or arrogant.
People like this are masters at first glance.
It turns out that these people at this time are not others, but they are members of the Nanhai Sword Sect who has a notorious reputation in this one-third of the land.
Speaking of the Nanhai Sword School, it has to involve a period of time in the past. It is said that when Ye Gucheng inherited Baiyun City, there were internal and external troubles, and everything was awaited. Many people came up with the idea of Baiyun City, and among them were members of the Nanhai Sword Sect. Later, Ye Gucheng was successful in martial arts, and Jiantiao had all the sects who had a dark hand in attacking Baiyun City. No one was his opponent, and he became the name of Baiyun City Lord.
The Nanhai Sword Sect thought this was a great shame, but they were indeed not Ye Gucheng's opponents, so they had to remove the word "Sword" in their name and change it to the Nanhai Sect, which means that if one day cannot avenge the shame, one day It is not worthy of the name of the Nanhai Sword School, nor can it mention swordsmanship. The Supreme Elder of the Nanhai Sect, Chao Gongcuo, left Nanhai and went to the Lingnan area ever since.
Now he will come back, but because the news is not well informed, he only thinks that the Southern King is going to attack Baiyun City, and his feud can be avenged, so he wants to get a share. I didn't know that not only did nothing happen to Baiyun City behind, but it was flourishing, and Gong Chao was so angry that he couldn't help it. He didn't want to go to Wuyang City anymore, lest someone mentioned Baiyun City by his ears every day, so he came to Citong City.
I was angry at first, but now he is so coldly treated. Of course, Gongcuo's heart is not at ease. Ye Gucheng is fine, and the six doors look down on him?
Under the protection of Fuwei Escort, Lin Pingzhi has never seen the real world a few times. Although he thinks that Jiang Li is a master, but Jiang Li's appearance, even with white hair, can hardly make him think that this is a master of martial arts, but the appearance of these people, especially the old man, fits him. The imagination of the superior. If Jiang Li’s road is not clear, I beg to get here, I am afraid it can solve the matter better?
As soon as his mind moved, he wanted to move forward.
At this time, those people also came over. They did not come to Lin Ping, but to stay in the inn. As for the inn not opening? so what? What's more, didn't you open a door? Jin Cancan carried Nagakura impatiently, swept Lin Pingzhi aside, and said, "Boy, get out of the way and don't get in the way."
One of Lin Ping was stunned, and swallowed unknowingly.
"Where's Xiao Er? Someone." Jin Cancan shouted, and the surroundings were silent. Xiao Er had already left under Jiang Li's orders, and of course no one answered him.
"You are all dead?" Jin Cancan said angrily, "You two, don't think I haven't seen you, and won't come out to receive, don't blame the master for not being merciful." He is naturally very respectful to the old man, and to others, It is extremely arrogant. If it was normal, he would still stick his head in and take a look. Now that there are elders here, he can't afford to lose this person, so naturally he won't mention it.
Jiang Li smiled slightly in his eyes and looked to the side.
Although he didn't say a word, Jing Wuming nodded.
The meaning is very simple, just do it if you don't accept it. There was a little anger in her heart, since these people hit her mouth, there is nothing to say.
Seeing this situation, the other side didn't even move, really making Jin Cancan angry. At the next moment, he planned to remove the door panel by hand for the old man to enter, and by the way, he would pack up these two deaf guys. However, he still wanted to make a move, but Jiang Li and Jing Wuming had already made a move.
The hands were shot almost at the same time. Because of the angle, and these people didn't look inside, they only vaguely saw two figures inside. To be more specific, they didn't know. There are people in the inn, of course, it's normal, and it's strange that there are no people. Therefore, they did not pay attention to the appearance of the people inside.
The cold and blue loneliness seemed to be alive, Jiang Li casually threw it, and ruthlessly, a sword pierced the void and smashed into the past fiercely. Almost all of Qixiu's moves are straight attacks. There is no roundabout way of cutting a big watermelon in half. There is still a door between Jiang Li and Jin Cancan, but with Jiang Li's skill, not only is it impossible to miss, but also The hit is accurate.
Jing Wuming's movements are not slow.
He can't attack with sword aura from a distance like Jiang Li, so the next moment, as if incarnate into a ghost, he approached them in a breath. From the most tricky angle, he pierced his abdomen quickly and fiercely. If he is really a master who can react to dodge the vital points, then Jing Wuming's sword that pierces his abdomen will become his heart.
It was Jiang Li's move, few people in the world took it, let alone Jing Wuming's sword move.
This is a trick to kill.
Jin Cancan is a martial artist at any rate, aware of the danger, but he is powerless and at a loss. The martial arts that he is proud of in daily life cannot play any role in such a high-level battle. Nagakura made a few weak strokes in his hand, but he stabbed nothing.
"Huh!" At this moment, another cold voice suddenly burst out.
The old man finally made a move. If he doesn't make a move again, his disciples will surely lose their lives.
He had a sword hanging from his waist, but it was useless, only a pair of powerful fists suddenly met Jiang Li's sword energy. This is really a crazy behavior. Even Gong Jiu's physical fitness, coupled with the ability to recover, had a hard time with Jiang Li's sword, but he dared to resist physically?
There was only a blast in the air, and the fist collided with the sword energy. A muffled hum came, and the old man couldn't suppress his injury, so he vomited blood on the spot. At this moment, for Jing Wuming's sword technique only a moment later, he no longer dared to despise it. The previous sword was so terrible, it was impossible to go there, and it would never be possible to capsize the ship again.
It was the left hand that met Jiang Li before, and his only right hand was placed on the hilt of the sword in an instant.
He could barely see his movements, and the next moment a dazzling silver light lit up.
He didn't choose defense, offense is the best defense, and the enemy must be saved.
Jing Wuming's expression was dull, like a stone statue, he watched indifferently as the long sword on the opposite side stabbed over, but he didn't even dodge. The old man drew his sword hastily, so although there was nothing wrong with his response, after all, he missed the first opportunity. Jing Wuming's sword would have pierced Jin Cancan. At this time, he blocked it, and Jing Wuming went to him.
Before the old man's sword pierced his heart, he was confident that he could deal with him.
Jiang Li saw this, his eyes suddenly solemn.
She is Bing Xin now, and it is too late to cut the milk, even though she really wants to throw a wind sleeve low to relieve Jing Wuming's injuries.
Then, I have to use another method.
Jiang Li grabbed a bun casually and threw it over. If you don’t have buns, chopsticks will do.
When the old man's trick to victory was about to reach Jing Wuming's heart, a steamed bun appeared in front of his eyes, and the sweet-smelling steamed steamed bun accurately smashed into his face. At this moment, Jing Wuming seized the opportunity, and his swordsmanship like a poisonous snake unfolded, and also pierced into the opponent's vitals.
Blood spurted out, and the old man fell to the ground.
At this time, Jin Cancan thought of helping him, and started to pull out the golden sore medicine in his arms in horror, and said: "Master, there is medicine here."
He seemed to want to say something. After struggling for a while, he calmed his breath, and said: "It's definitely not an unnamed person who can hurt my father Chao. You should sign up?"
The author has something to say: Since Jinjiang seems to be the word harmony, I replaced it with the word-breaking method, sorry.
It’s a good fight, why don’t I want to write about martial arts, why?
Go home, the wonderful vacation is over, and I have to go to work again, tired.