The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 358: Nowadays, there are idiots in the rivers and lakes.
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Fan Xiaochai's hand holding the knife trembled slightly.
Fan Xiaochai has never felt this kind of horror, even if it is against Mi Fengjie, who is superior in martial arts or against the enemy's experience, the key is that she admits that she never fears death.
The hidden young swordsman did not take advantage of the momentum, but turned around and shouted to the tea stall owner: "Add three bowls of calming soup."
Xu Fengnian smiled and said: "Awesome."
Xu Fengnian said to Fan Xiaochai: "Don't be nervous, this son is not malicious."
Fan Xiaochai's face was pale, and his eyes grew gloomy.
After the tea stand shopkeeper brought the three bowls of Dingshen soup to the table, the man nodded and said, "Of course there is no malice. Ever since I entered the rivers and lakes, I have always thought that I would become a fairy with the Xuanyuan Ziyi in Daxueping, Huishan. My spouse, but after seeing the girl in front of me, I feel that that woman must miss my good match."
Xu Fengnian had to repeat: "Awesome."
The man turned his head and said to Fan Xiaochai understandingly: "It’s OK for a girl to kill me, but it’s better to have tea and find a secluded and spacious place. I will definitely not fight back and let the girl. Out of the knife."
Fan Xiaochai took a deep breath, his five fingers clenched the handle of the knife firmly, gritted his teeth and said: "Are you looking for death?!"
As a result, the man gave a **** answer that no one thought of. He looked very serious, "I'm looking for you."
Fan Xiaochai's eyes showed a resolute and resolute view of death, and he drew the knife out of its sheath desperately, just as the tip of the knife was about to completely reveal his whole body and climbed to the apex.
The young swordsman who has always had a stubborn face smiled slightly, and his body leaned slightly forward to Fan Xiaochai, with his left fingers close together, and between the electric flints, he pointed at Fan Xiaochai's eyebrows, staying at a distance of more than a minute from her eyebrows.
Amidst the movement, there is a lot of meaning.
Fan Xiaochai leaned back swiftly, trying to avoid his sharp edge.
But after the man released his fingers, his palms lightly pressed her shoulders.
Fan Xiaochai's mouth oozes scarlet blood.
Xu Fengnian narrowed his eyes.
That man's hand is indeed remarkable. It's not about the surprise or grandeur of the moves, but the depth of his heart.
Fan Xiaochai raised his arm and wiped off the blood at random.
The young swordsman still held on to her shoulders, reduced his smile, and said earnestly: "Girl, when it comes to majestic vigor, there is a lot of righteousness and evil and hostility. The difference is that the former is like this post road, counting rides. It’s okay to stand side by side, but the latter is the single-plank bridge with only standing cones. It’s not easy to turn around, and people’s depression is heavy, and it’s hard to return. Why is the world so uncomfortable to say? It’s a long-term thing, how can you reach the top in one go, letting you be a land **** and fighting people to death, you also need to get a new breath."
Fan Xiaochai closed his lips tightly.
In fact, her mouth is full of blood at this moment, and she can't even say a word.
But she still didn't want to vomit.
If Xu Fengnian, the king of the Northern Liang Dynasty, is the person she wants to kill the most in her life, then the guy in front of her who has been kicked by a donkey more than once can be ranked second. It has been more than her early years to turn her into a water-washing room. Chu Lushan of the dead man!
Xu Fengnian sighed, raised the bowl of calming soup that had just been delivered, and poured most of it into the empty bowl before handing it to Fan Xiaochai.
She hesitated, then took the white bowl, shook off the palm of the person on her shoulder, turned around, lowered her head, spitting blood into the tea bowl, and drank it together with the tea soup.
Perhaps except for Xu Fengnian, only Xuelu Spear Saint Li Houjin has thought through a little bit of mystery among the people around the tables nearby.
Even in the eyes of the misty peak Lu Jiejun and the master of boxing Feng Zongxi, the young swordsman's shots seem to be nothing surprising except for the speed, and this kind of speed seems to be only fast.
As for the others, it is even more inexplicable.
The young swordsman looked at Fan Xiaochai's back, hesitated to say something, but in the end he couldn't say anything.
He turned his head to look at Xu Fengnian, and asked: "You are either an ordinary person who has never practiced martial arts, or a top-notch person who is good at practicing Qi, otherwise I won't fail to capture the uniqueness of your Qi circulation. But Since you have the courage to hang a sword and swagger through the market, there is also... this girl who walks with you, and believes that her identity is not simple, then..."
Xu Fengnian waits quietly for what follows.
It's just that this time the young swordsman did not disappoint, "So dare to ask this girl's name?"
Xu Fengnian smiled and said: "It used to be Fan Xiaochai, the hairpin of Chaizi, now it is called Fan Xiaochai, the firewood of Chai Huo."
The man nodded and said: "As I expected, they are all good names!"
Xu Fengnian was speechless.
I've been in the world for so many years, and finally met an opponent with the same skin thickness?
It's just that I was the most desolate river and lake in the past, except for my face, I still rely on my face, begging for water with the village women and girls, it is invincible and unsuccessful, but the one in front of me, it is purely on a face. .
The man thought for a while, "Forget it, I wanted to ask you about one thing, but I don't need it now. It doesn't matter if I go to Wudang Mountain anyway."
Xu Fengnian, who already knew the identity of the young swordsman, asked with a smile: "Why doesn't matter? Don't you really go to compete with the Northern Liang King?"
The young swordsman said with a miserable face: "Do you know who I am?"
Xu Fengnian nodded.
He rubbed his chin and suddenly realized: "It's not easy for you to guess my identity based on my appearance, but after all, it's reasonable."
Xu Fengnian began to understand Fan Xiaochai's mood a little.
Fan Xiaochai has turned around, put the white bowl on the table, staring at the man, "I will kill you!"
The man is neither sarcasm nor irritation, grinning, the sun is shining, "whatever you like."
Xu Fengnian curiously asked: "Aren't you kidding me?"
The man sits in a precarious manner, and said in a deep voice: "I never make fun of people! If you really like someone, shouldn't it be love at first sight? I don't think you love a person, but a person After that, we will get in touch with each other. Why, don’t you believe it?"
Xu Fengnian looked at this young face in a daze.
He thought of the old sheepskin fur man and the Fengdu green robe.
It turned out that there are idiots in the world today.
Unreasonable, unreasonable.
Xu Fengnian smiled and said softly: "I believe it."
Fan Xiaochai asked without expression: "Who are you?!"
Xu Feng couldn't help rubbing his brows, and as expected, the guy on the other side started hurting invisible again, "Little Chai girl, I like you, it doesn't matter whether you like me or not."
Then he blinked at Fan Xiaochai, "If one day, I don't like you anymore, don't be surprised."
Fan Xiaochai's mood almost collapsed, and he roared: "Who are you in the end!"
Until this time, the young swordsman held the hilt at his waist, his eyes were clear, and he looked at her with a smile: "Taibai Sword Sect, Chen Tianyuan!"
He paused for a while and said loudly: "So! When I don't like you, only when Chen Tianyuan's sword is broken!"
At the nearby tables, as long as it is young men and women who happen to be drinking tea or chewing cakes, they all spit out on the spot.
Taibai Jianzong, Chen Tianyuan, the banished fairy!
Hundred years of rivers and lakes, the peaks are competing for show, but since the spring and autumn swordsman Li Chungang, Chen Tianyuan is still the most well-deserved kendo talent! The fastest break!
Lu Jiejun and Feng Zongxi quietly looked at Xuelu Spear Saint Li Houji at the same time, and the latter nodded slightly.
It should be the Taibai Sword Sect.
The toad-faced and thin-lip beauty sitting on a table with the three seniors looked at each other.
Didn’t it mean that the Taibai Sword Sect banished the immortal, and when he first came out of the arena, he moved the world in the name of the white-clothed white horse and the white sheath long sword?
Didn’t it mean that the banished immortal is as plump as a **** in the sky?
Xu Fengnian slowly raised the tea bowl, did not rush to drink the tea soup, looked far away, dazed.
This person is here and now.
The scene when others are away.
There used to be a bad old man who likes to pick his feet and said angrily, "What old sword god! He is the sword god!"
There was once a poor wooden sword warrior who did not jingle bells. He said with great pride, "If there is an extraordinary swordsman named Wen on the Tianjiang Lake, don't doubt it, it will be me!"
Someone is no longer in the world.
Someone is no longer in the arena.
Someone is still there.
After Xu Fengnian returned to his mind, he put down his tea bowl and shouted to the trembling tea shopkeeper over there, "Is there any green ant wine, two pots!"
Now that the Beiliang Road jurisdiction has banned winemaking, the new green ants in the large and small restaurants are destined to not drink it. Most of them are cellars in previous years. This tea stall is going to be a foreign country because of the catching up. The business of the hawker, after all, a bowl of calming soup is only a few cents. It is not as easy to make money as selling wine. I specially bought some relatively crude old green ant wine from the restaurant. Now there are four or five jars left. Two altars have been brought over from this table. Now the price of one altar is about the same as the four altars of green ants in previous years~ IndoMTL.com~ Fortunately, there is never a habit of drinking water in Beiliang. Green ants are good or bad, but It's all authentic. As people from the rivers and lakes of the Central Plains flocked to Wudang Mountain, I don't know who was the first to shout out, saying that "If you don't drink green ant wine, you will come to Beiliang for nothing."
Chen Tianyuan asked: "Are you a treat?"
Xu Fengnian nodded and said: "You invite me to calm down, and I will invite you Green Ant Wine, what's wrong?"
Chen Tianyuan said seriously: "There is nothing wrong, but I don't drink."
Xu Fengnian said in surprise: "There are swordsmen who don't drink in the world?"
Chen Tianyuan pointed to himself, with a perfectly righteous expression on his face: "I am."
Xu Fengnian looked at the two jars of green ant wine on the table, a little embarrassed. Mobile users please visit mpiaotian
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