The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 18: Waving and bending over
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He Xinliang Chapter Eighteen Waving and Stooping
The Fighting Swordsman in the Snow Author: Fenghuo Opera Princes
[Update time]2013-08-3104:47:01[Word count]3179
Wu Liuding carried a **** who was half dead and wanted Cuihua to carry him. While resentful, he was also relieved, and his tongue was slick, indicating that he had no intention of dying. With the sword in my hand, the clearness of the sword's heart is the most precious, and the skin bag of the body is the second. Wu Liuding flew by on the snow, and Cuihua carried Su Wang Jian in front of him to clear the way. The strict night ban in the capital is beyond ordinary people’s imagination. It is just that the night patrolmen and some elite spies in this large area of Gyeonggi have long been given an order from above to close one eye to the whereabouts of the three, as long as they don’t do the murder. The actions of the robbers were ignored, so the sword crown sword servant illegally went on the night, and the road was still unimpeded. Wu Liuding arrived at a courtyard and didn't knock on the door. He thought about going over the wall and jumping in. As a result, the heavy snow in the courtyard tilted like ten thousand swords. Cuihua, who honestly pushed the door, ignored him. Wu Liuding was forced to retreat to the small courtyard. Alley, shrinking his neck, had to follow Cuihua, enter the elegant courtyard from the courtyard gate, no one in the courtyard, Wu Liuding hurriedly yelled: "Old ancestors, ancestors, rush out of the city, you have a big face, you can show a way. ?" [Book Fan Group 1681655]
There was only a tiny light in the house, and it was silent. Wu Liuding looked at Cuihua with a bitter face, and the latter calmly said: "I still hope the master of the mound will take action."
An unremarkable voice came out, "How much are those two swords learned?"
Cuihua opened her eyes, and slowly said: "Nine forms, 60% divine meaning."
There was a hum in the room, and the thin old man bent out an index finger, and walked out slowly, with the truncated light on his fingertips. Without even looking at Wu Liuding, he frowned and asked: " What's the matter?"
Wu Liuding was about to speak, and the old man flicked his fingers. The small group of lights suddenly arrived. Cuihua remained indifferent. Wu Liuding closed his eyes and waited to die. The lights returned to the old man’s fingertips leisurely, like a dead old man with a moldy and dead tree." Lantern" walked out of the yard and stepped into a carriage. The driver was an old guy who was even older than the old man. That is to say, there are people who believe in his two-year-old age. In fact, he considers himself a kendo at the age of forty. When he fell into a bottleneck, he went to the Wu family sword mound to fetch his sword. As a result, he became the withered swordsman of the Wu family painted prison. Jiazi became the sword attendant of the old man in the carriage at an advanced age. Nowadays, he can compete with the alchemy master Song Zhiming on Wudang Mountain. . Wu Liuding sat in the carriage with Wen Hua on his back, Cuihua continued to lead the way, and the carriage drove towards the central axis. The old man flicked his fingers gently, and the lights out of the car, still in front of Cuihua, the snow-covered road suddenly melted away.
The old man sat down and asked softly: "This is Wenhua?"
Wu Liuding is a straight-natured boy who can’t hide his words. He said, “This kid has a tendon. Huang Longshi’s thousand-year-old bachelor taught him to practice swords. He wanted him to kill Xu Fengnian, the brother of Beiliang’s son. Not willing, not only was the Ba Xiu sword won from Lu Baijie left to Huang Wangba, but even the wooden sword that was worth more than life was broken. Even if one arm is broken and a leg is broken, after all, there is Li Chungang. With the jade in front, it may not be impossible to make a comeback, but this kid lost the wooden sword and destroyed the acupuncture point, such as the water bursting the embankment, there is nothing left, and he will practice a fart sword in the future! What do you mean by borrowing Lao Tzu's silver? , You have lost your money, more than twenty! You are so warm, you got kicked in the head by a donkey?"
Wen Hua leaned against the car wall, bloody, gritted his teeth silently.
The old man said flatly: "If you don’t do this, do you think Huang Longshi will let him survive? Huang Longshi, that lunatic, when has he read the old love with others? No one can understand the truth in his stomach. Since it is him If you want to leave the board alive, you have to be like a dead person."
Wu Liuding gave a cold snort.
The old man closed his eyes all the time, and still said in a gentle tone, "Liuding, if you are replaced by you, like him, you can’t practice swords? Well, if you think so, I will break your arm. Abolish your cultivation base and throw it to Jianshan. I'll talk about when you think you can practice swords."
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Wu Liuding didn’t think that the old ancestor was joking at all, so he hurriedly said with a smile: “Don’t be angry, old ancestor, I’m just worthless for Wen. I have practiced swords and 10,000 swords!"
The old man opened his eyes, looked at the **** young ranger, and asked: "One person, one person, you are now empty, should you come here? Have you ever thought of returning to the sword grave with me?"
Wen Hua covered his severed arm with one hand, his face was as pale as snow outside a car, shook his head, and his eyes were extremely clear and said: "I know you are the great ancestor of Wu's sword mound, but I said that I don't practice swords anymore. I will never touch the sword in my life."
The old man laughed and closed his eyes without any further force.
The floating light on the street is a sword, and the countless snow outside the car is a sword. Even this capital city can be a sword. It is even a sword itself. Swords come from swords. It is clear whether there is a sword in your hand. ?
Wu Liuding's eyes widened, his face was shocked, his ancestors were actually smiling? !
hadn’t arrived yet, the city gate slowly opened. It can be seen that the Wu’s sword tomb is not all as far away from right and wrong as the rumors of the rivers and lakes. With a touch, the lights outside the car went out and said, "Wen Hua, I wrote down the name. When I remembered that you lacked a sword, you might as well come to Jianzhong to take a look. Eight hundred years of hiding swords, grabbing swords, Jianshan Hundreds of thousands of swords are piled up into a mountain. If you don’t have the one you want, it won’t be too late to go down the mountain and get out of the mound."
Wen Hua still shook his head miserably.
Wu Liuding couldn't wait to slap this ignorant gentleman on the ground, and then directly buried the snow.
The old Wu family, known as the "Su King" of kendo, stood with the swordsman on the street and watched the carriage go out of the city. The heavy snow quickly covered the imperial road that seemed to have no end.
The old man said to himself: "Outsiders mistakenly thought that Wu's withered sword was the ruthless sword. This is a big mistake. Liuding should understand this truth this time. Heaven is ruthless, never saying that the world is cold. Thin and ruthless, but fairness. If a person is ruthless, let alone carry a sword, it is not worthy to be a person."
The sword servant beside King Su stayed still.
The old man looked back, "I don’t know why, from here to the palace, there are a total of 18 gates. I always feel that there will be younger generations who can pass by."
the carriage drove out of the capital half a mile away, and the warmth inside the carriage suddenly said, "Let me take another look."
Cuihua stopped the carriage and hung up the curtain. Wu Liuding helped this guy to look towards the capital.
Wu Liuding whispered: "I regret it? It's still too late. My ancestor's swordsman who has been in his way in this life has a hand to death. If your kid wants to go to the sword grave, I will send you."
Wen Hua sits in jeopardy, looking straight towards the capital, "I wanted to tell the two of you a long time ago. I used to be my little belly. I am afraid that you will listen to me and the realm of kendo will advance by leaps and bounds, so you hide your selfishness. If I don’t practice swords anymore, I’ll just talk more. I’m not sure if it makes sense. It’s your business whether you listen or not. Six cylinders, you practice domineering swords, but since I know that Xu Fengnian really slaughtered Xuxiao. Son, then I believe in the so-called dominance even more. It is impossible to be truly ruthless and unrighteous, because I believe that I can teach a son like Xiaonian, the King of Northern Liang, who is in the Spring and Autumn Period, must be a good old man. Besides, Cui Hua, the birth sword of the princess of Beiliang is turned into the world sword. You can learn how to turn it upside down. I can’t tell. Of."
Wu Liuding scolded: "You kid tell me his last words? I don't like listening!"
Wen Hua shook his head and said: "Why should I die? I have to find a daughter-in-law and have a baby. My brother is not up to date. He gave birth to a nest of girls without a handle in his crotch, and he has to count on me to inherit the incense. I went back to my hometown and opened a small restaurant. Scallion noodles, I'm good at it, but sauerkraut noodles. I guess no one at my house likes to eat them. It can be sour, so you will be happy to eat them in six jars. Cuihua, let me tell you something, six The tank is good, don’t dislike him for being inferior to you, a man who is not as good as you is reliable. Also, don’t come to me in the future, I am ashamed and can’t afford to lose that person. When my injury is almost healed, just find a place to put me down. Parted ways and went their own ways. By the way, six cylinders, I can't afford to owe you the money in the capital, but no matter how you look at it, I will treat you as a younger brother. From now on, I will marry my daughter-in-law, the red envelopes you owe."
Wu Liuding yelled, but his eyes were a bit astringent.
Wen Hua stretched out his one arm and rubbed his face, only to realize that he was full of tears, grinned, and yelled towards the capital, “Xiao Nian, let’s go and meet you. I won’t lose in this life! You kid will dare to be **** good, and you won’t be the best in the world. If you count the brother’s share together, I won’t recognize you as a brother!"
Wen Hua grinned hard and said: "Just to talk about, how can you really not treat you as a brother."
Wen Hua stretched out his hand and waved, "Xiao Nian, good to go."
He is a gentleman, an unnamed wanderer who got into the mud, and went to the rivers and lakes, and he went to the rivers and lakes, and he drove on his shoulders with Xiaonian when he was in trouble. He was called out to him, he rode that bad horse, rode a mule, and practiced. Become a two swordsman, facing the last quagmire ~ IndoMTL.com~ I am not sorry for my brothers, this life is worth it!
Wen Hua was a little sleepy, closed his eyes and slightly raised the corners of his mouth.
Because before he went to bed, he remembered the crooked accent that he had hummed together that year.
The steamed buns are white and white, but Gu Liang’s **** are white.
The lotus tip is up and down, but it can't be up to my ass.
……
Wen Hua didn't know that in the capital, a person who was crazy and generally ran wildly on the central axis, with white hair.
He swept up the city.
"Wen Hua, **** me-your ancestors are 18th generation, who the **** allowed you not to practice swords!"
A sword was thrown out of the capital by him severely.
"Don't pull it down, I don't think I have this sword!"
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lowered his head, his tears were blurred, his lips trembled, and he choked softly, sobbing silently.
"Whoever allows you not to practice swords, I'm not allowed. I've agreed to let everyone dare not look down on our brother."
"You are stupid, we used to cooperate to deceive people and money, so you don’t know that you pretended to kill me? What happened to Xu Fengnian even if he stabbed you Wen Hua? In that year, how often did I not pretend to be a villain? Help you cheat those little ladies?"
"Just allow you to be my brother, but don't allow me to be your brother? Did you do this as a brother?"
Xu Fengnian cried hoarsely, crying, crying, bending over.