After half a day and one night, Xu Heng returned to Wanjian Villa. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the early morning air, it was a little cold, there were few people in the villa, and a sword with its own characteristics was silently scattered all over the villa, waiting for the arrival of those who were destined.

Xu Heng walked in it, and suddenly had a feeling of vicissitudes of life, only the world and the earth were the same, Xu Heng stopped, looked at the scenery around him, in a trance, remembered that yesterday morning, it was also so cold, and it was also such a scenery, and he walked in a hurry in the Ten Thousand Swords Villa, thinking about how to find a sword.

I can't believe that I have experienced so much in just one day. Verify the sword and the mountain passage, drink tea in the teahouse and inquire about the news, meet Su Su and entrust help, the city lord knocks on the door, even deceives and asks questions, the covenant of the capital, asks for directions, listens to the truth and truth, and re-walks the sword master trial...... So much had happened in one day, both physically and mentally, and it felt like days had passed.

After returning to Wanjian Villa, facing the scene that seemed like yesterday, Xu Heng was in a trance.

Personnel changes, love and love, life and death are all major events for themselves, but for Wanjian Villa and for the mountains and rivers, all these are too small to mention.

A mountain villa, a heritage, a piece of heaven and earth, often counted in a hundred years, and life, a hundred years of birth, old age, sickness and death, no matter how powerful and glorious in life, a hundred years later are all a piece of dust, return to this heaven and earth, regardless of each other.

A person's life is too precious, isn't it the happiest thing to be able to devote one's life to the things you love?

Xu Heng sighed with emotion, and suddenly understood the people who are crazy about swords in Wanjian Villa, for themselves, the sword is just a weapon, a tool, and for the sword nerds, the sword is the whole world.

After thinking about this, the sword slaves and sword servants in the mountain villa who were obsessed with swords and spent their lives suddenly became cute.

Xu Heng walked forward, his thoughts did not stop.

Obsession is a good thing, and sobriety is also a good thing.

It's a blessing to stay awake from time to time in the midst of obsession, and to be obsessed with something you really like. However, it is precisely because of obsession that many times I will be confused by obsession, so that many answers are right in front of me, but I am not aware of it.

Xuanyuan Sword Master and Crow Nine Sword Master, they must have also been obsessed with swordsmanship, but they can't become sword masters just by obsession.

Jianchen loved Xuanyuan Sword and became obsessed, and it was because of his obsession that Xuanyuan Sword disappeared.

Being sober in obsession is the right way.

Jianchen needs someone to wake him up.

Xu Heng stopped.

Jianchen's room arrived.

It turned out that Wanjian Villa was not isolated from the world, and the news of the theft of Xuanyuan Sword also spread to Wanjian Villa.

Pushing open the door, the Jianchen Xu Heng saw was no longer a profligate skeleton and drunk, but a kind of silence. Dead silence after despair.

The room was dim, and the young owner of Wanjian Villa was sitting at the table upright, with no wine or glass in front of him, a pile of books was placed there, and in front of him was a pen and ink inkstone, and a stack of paper.

"I've sorted out all the information you want for you, it's all here. Jianchen pushed the stack of papers to the table, turned his head and smiled at Xu Heng, "I went out for a day, did you get anything?"

The smile was bitter and indescribable, Jian Chen was no longer hopeful, and this sentence was a casual question.

Xu Heng stood outside the door, did not speak or enter the house, quietly looked at his friends in the house, his face expressionless.

"Yesterday, a sword servant who was on duty outside came back to the mountain villa and brought a piece of news, it is said that it has been widely known in Shattered Cloud City, have you heard of it?" Jian Chen turned his head, looked at the stack of papers in the dark, and asked himself, "The Xuanyuan Sword of the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain Villa was stolen. ”

Jianchen raised his head and smiled bitterly, wanting to say something, but was interrupted by Xu Heng.

"I know. ”

"You know?!"

Xu Heng's calm and calm made a burst of anger suddenly rise in Jian Chen's heart, and the urge to destroy the world swept through his heart, and at the moment when he was about to explode, Xu Heng's hand lit up, and his anger instantly discharged.

Jianchen was depressed and smiled bitterly: "Thank you Brother Xu for your hard work in the past few days, I will bear the responsibility for losing the Xuanyuan Sword." The eternal sinners of Ten Thousand Swords Villa can't fall on their father......"

Jianchen waved his hand, hoping that Xu Heng would close the door and let himself go in the dark. It's dark, and you'll feel a little safer. But most of Xu Heng's behavior will not be the same as ordinary people, the door has not been closed for a long time, and his words are like a beam of sunshine, illuminating the dark room.

"I found the sword. ”

Jian Chen turned around suddenly, speechless with excitement.

"Come out. At this moment, Xu Heng's words were like gold, and the command in his tone was unprecedentedly strong.

Suddenly found hope in despair, Jianchen had a sense of unreality that his dream had come true, and quickly stood up and staggered out of the room. The sun was shining, and there was still a white light in front of him, and he was knocked down with a punch.

The fist was hard and full of strength, and when Jianchen found it, the fist wind was already facing him. There is no way to avoid it.

Jianchen was stunned by a punch, and he was also woken up, his mind was confused after sitting all night, it was all Xuanyuan Sword, and after being woken up, he had the first trace of emotion that had nothing to do with Xuanyuan Sword: Why did you hit me!

Looking up, Xu Heng's figure was blurred in the sun, but the words came steadily:

"If you want me to help you with the Xuanyuan Sword, you first want to understand whether you are worthy of the Xuanyuan Sword now!"

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At the foot of Lingmen Mountain, in front of the mountain passage, the two groups of people confronted each other.

There was a huge difference in the number of people on both sides, and the ten people in front of the passage door sat cross-legged, either erected or flat, with a sword on their side, and the queue was neat and the rules were strict; on the other side, there were hundreds of people, but the formation was scattered, as if they were facing a great enemy, and they all clenched their weapons in their hands, and they did not even dare to come out of the atmosphere.

The two sides are still and moving, and the static movement refers to the heart, the quiet heart is calm and calm, and the moving wind is loud, and the grass and trees are soldiers.

In fact, it is difficult for the hundreds of people, after all, what they want to break into is the Ten Thousand Swords Villa, among the five gates, the Ten Thousand Swords Villa has the fewest gates, but the combat power is the strongest. Not to mention that every sword master is a unique character, even the sword servants who can carry the sword and even the sword slave who can't pick up the sword can be put into the rivers and lakes, and they are also first-class masters.

The martial arts people after the all-night carnival in He Mansion shouted five and six early in the morning, shouting slogans and came to the passage of Wanjian Villa, but they didn't want to be blocked by a sword servant drawing their swords, and the snowy sword blade, the compelling momentum, calmed the crowd in an instant, but taking advantage of the arrival of the people who learned the news, people also thought about forcibly rushing into the passage and killing into Wanjian Villa to have an explanation.

But with the timely arrival of the nine sword servants, no one sat cross-legged with their eyes closed, and suppressed the flames in everyone's hearts. People finally remembered that what was in front of them was the Ten Thousand Swords Villa, a terrifying existence that could kill all the people present by taking a sword servant out.

The rabble suddenly fell silent.

All the lofty words and ambitions before coming were forgotten, even if the Xuanyuan Sword was really stolen, they didn't have the courage to go to the theory of Wanjian Villa, many people regretted it and wanted to sneak away, but they found that they didn't dare to move at all!

Where the ten sword servants sat formed, an invisible pressure was formed, which increased with time, and when someone wanted to exit, the pressure had already spread all over the passage. Everyone who wants to leave has a feeling, as if as long as they move, they will attract countless sword lights and shatter themselves into thousands of pieces!

There were no masters near Shattered Cloud City, let alone this rabble, so this strange situation was formed.

If nothing else, this group of people will either go crazy with fright or collapse to the ground, but there are always many accidents in the world.

The sword servant who had been sitting cross-legged for a long time with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes and got up, and his movements were neatly aside, and a man Shi Shiran walked in front of everyone, clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Since you martial arts heroes have doubts about the sword storage ability of Wanjian Villa, then Jian Mou will invite you to stay in Wanjian Villa for a day to watch the gift of the sword master's name tomorrow!"