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For a while, the whole situation, with the timely arrival of the war song maniac, was completely reversed.

The priest also came to his senses at this time, and when he saw that Qin Buer was not dead like this, he wanted to scold his mother in his heart.

It's just grassy, is that kid the reincarnation of Xiaoqiang?

Why can't you die like this?

It's really unscientific!

"What if you add me?"

Before the left-handed knife could speak, at this moment, a breezy voice resounded in everyone's ears!

The sound was not loud, but it was heard through everyone, and it was very clear.

It seems to come from outside the sky, and there is an ethereal feeling.

Qin Buer, the priest, and the war song maniac were all at a loss, and they couldn't hear where the sound came from.

However, Qin Bo and the knife in his left hand changed his face, and then looked in one direction at the same time.

Noticing Qin Bo's actions, Qin Buer followed the battle song madness and also looked over.

Then they saw a man slowly walking up a hillside not far away.

Qin Buer just glanced at it for the first time, and couldn't help but yell: "This force, pretend to be okay, I'll give you 360 points, so that you can be proud in all directions!"

It was a middle-aged man.

A very handsome middle-aged man.

Although there was a distance of one or two hundred meters, everyone could see his appearance clearly.

He was tall, wearing a green shirt and robe, and round cloth shoes under his feet.

He has long hair tied back with a ribbon, revealing his angular features.

It's handsome!

It's like a knight from ancient times!

Qin Buji has seen this kind of person, this kind of temperament.

Ji Ruhu of the Ji family also brought him this feeling as if he had seen the ancient Jianghu people.

But Ji Ruhu is different from this man.

Ji Ruhu is the kind of feeling that can be created, very rigid.

And this middle-aged man, as if he was born with such a temperament, is very natural.

It's really handsome.

Qin Buji felt that if this guy went out to walk around the street, he would definitely attract countless girls to ask him for his phone number!

There is no one else for a man to be so handsome.

Qin Buer was also very unhappy in his heart, he had never had a good impression of people who were more handsome than him.

But I have to admit that the other party's dress is indeed very eye-catching.

In this man's hand, he is carrying a long sword of ancient color!

The scabbard was worn, and so was the hilt, as if it were a sword handed down from ancient times.

He walked slowly, his pace was steady, and he didn't have that kind of heavy momentum in his body.

However, it was this person, as soon as he appeared, Qin Bo and the left-handed knife's face changed.

In the eyes of the two, surprise began to appear, and then, disbelief.

Then, the faces of the two changed, and they were different.

Qin Bo's face became solemn, and he was worried.

And the face of the knife in his left hand has become extremely strange, with a hint of anticipation!

They all understood what he said just now.

And what about me?

This is enough to prove that the other party is not good!

Under Qin Buer's gaze, the middle-aged man finally stopped ten meters away from Qin Buer and the others!

His gaze swept over everyone, and when he saw the priest, his brows furrowed slightly, and when he saw Qin Buer, there was a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

In the end, his gaze fell on Qin Bo's body.

"Qin Ming, long time no see!" he looked at Uncle Qin and said with a smile.

Uncle Qin didn't laugh, he stared at this middle-aged man, waiting for him, and then said word by word: "Gu Xicheng!"

"Hmm!"

Gu Xicheng smiled slightly, looked at the knife in his left hand again, then frowned, and said, "Is it the old man of the Ji family who made you dress like this?"

The left-handed knife looked at him, and instead of answering his question, he asked, "What are you doing here?"

Gu Xicheng looked at Qin Buer and said, "Kill him!"

He smiled again as he spoke, looked at Uncle Qin again, and then asked, "If you add me, do you think he will die?"

Qin Bo's heart was shocked, and then he roared in a low voice: "If you do this, aren't you afraid of the Dragon Emperor's wrath?"

"I'm afraid, of course I'm afraid!"

Gu Xicheng sighed and said: "However, you also understand that sometimes many things are involuntarily, he is really too good, he is infinitely close to breaking the mirror at the age of eighteen, this kind of talent is really terrifying, and it is difficult to feel at ease, you should also know that a genius like him will suffer from jealousy and cause trouble after all!"

Hearing this, Qin Bo's heart tightened.

He knew that if the other party said this, he would definitely make a move.

He was bitter in his heart.

A left-handed knife, he can still resist, now that there is one more Gu Xicheng, who can protect the young master?

Not to mention that the young master is now suffering a lot of injuries, even if the young master is at his peak, how can he survive in the face of this kind of broken mirror powerhouse who may not even be able to beat himself?

When Qin Buji heard this, his heart also sank.

This guy named Gu Xicheng came here to kill himself.

This made Qin Buer want to scold his mother.

Am I provoking you, or am I sleeping with Nima?

This one after another came to kill me, what kind of trouble are they trying to make?

And he already understood that this guy named Gu Xicheng must also be a powerhouse at the level of Broken Mirror.

I didn't expect to come out and ride a horse, and I was surrounded and killed by two strong people at the level of broken mirrors, it's just a cheat!

However, Qin Buer still had some slight pride in his heart.

Because listening to what that guy just said, their talent made them feel uncomfortable......

Alas, he is still too good to provoke the jealousy of others and come to kill himself.

In the future, you have to keep a low profile in everything you do.

However, Qin Buer was very curious, what was the origin of this guy named Gu Xicheng?

There was no one else around him, so he had to ask the war song maniac next to him: "Do you know where he comes from?"

Qin Buer just asked casually, but Zhan Song Maniac stared at Gu Xicheng with burning eyes, and nodded slowly: "Well, I know!"

"Who is he?" Qin Buji asked.

"Sword Saint, Gu Xicheng!" said in a deep voice!

He was very helpless in his heart.

Because he didn't expect to meet so many legendary masters here.

One-armed left-handed sword, sword saint Gu Xicheng......

How many people has this Qin brother provoked?

Juggernaut?

Hearing these two words, Qin Buji was shocked in his heart.

How strong does this have to be to be crowned with a title like the Sword Master?

Don't think about it, the strength of the other party must be one of the best in the broken mirror.

Otherwise, Qin Bo's face would not be so ugly.

Then, Qin Buer's heart began to sink.

A left-handed knife has almost killed himself, and now there is another sword saint Gu Xicheng, does he still have a way to live?

Immediately, he remembered in his heart what Qin Bo had said not long ago.

Reinforcements!

Yes, what about our reinforcements?

Where the hell are you?

If you don't come again, you're really going to hang up!