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Li Yiming took off his shoes when he stood in the hallway, and saw Wang Xiaoming standing in the center of the living room with his back to him, not moving.

"Hey, Brother Xiaoming, what are you doing?" Taking a gentle breath to adjust his breathing, Li Yiming took the initiative.

"I'm back." Wang Xiaoming turned around and smiled at Li Yiming as usual.

Only then did Li Yiming realize that he was holding a long strip of things in his hand.

If you look closely, there is even a little cold light faintly on it from time to time, and it is a simple long sword.

"What do you want to do!" Li Yiming looked at Wang Xiaoming with a nervous expression, for fear that he would hold the long sword and kill him if he didn't meet at a glance, and he would completely lose the weight he had in the face of Jin Zhongren before.

"Hey, my my, reckless." Wang Xiaoming seemed to realize that he was holding a sword, but for a moment, there was nothing to cover and no brilliance to cover, and the quaint long sword disappeared into his hand out of thin air.

Of course, Li Yiming knew that he was dazzled, and when there were no outsiders, Wang Xiaoming always used his inhuman superpowers unscrupulously, as if after confessing to him, there was no need to disguise anymore.

"Where did you get this sword, I haven't seen you take it out before." Li Yiming let down his guard, walked to the sofa and sat down, turned on the TV, as if nothing had happened.

It's not that he doesn't mind, but he can't mind, Wang Xiaoming is like a nightmare, he obviously has the ability to penetrate the world, but he just nests in his acre and three points of land, and he doesn't know what medicine is sold in the gourd.

"Didn't I go out for a while, or go get this old fellow back." Wang Xiaoming was also sitting on the sofa on the side, and Li Yiming caught a glimpse of a narrow tattoo on the back of his right hand, which should be in the style of a long sword, which had never been seen before.

"Where did you hide it?" Li Yiming pointed to the tattoo on his hand.

"Not so." Wang Xiaoming smiled, "I'm not a robot cat, I don't have dimensional pockets. ”

"You're so much better than a robot cat." Li Yiming pursed his lips and asked casually, "Is this thing important?" I have to get it back. ”

"The guy I used to eat." Wang Xiaoming spit out a sentence gently, which aroused Li Yiming's curiosity but stopped there, like scratching his boots.

"Sell Guanzi again......" Li Yiming muttered, "Wang Xiaomingxi, what kind of medicine are you selling in your gourd, just tell me if you have anything, I am really about to have a nervous breakdown." ”

"I didn't do anything."

"It's because you didn't do anything that it really makes people want to cry without tears!"

"Really?" Wang Xiaoming was stunned, as if he was really self-reflecting, "Then I'll say I'm sorry to you." ”

"Hey, an ancient ......." Li Yiming really couldn't cry or laugh, "It's not about anything to be sorry about." ”

"I won't hurt you!" Wang Xiaoming raised his right hand and made a gesture to swear to the sky.

"But after all, nothing can really restrain you." Li Yiming gritted his teeth.

Wang Xiaoming was silent for a while.

"What about trust between people?"

Wang Xiaoming looked resentful, "When Gu Hefan breached the contract, you trusted me so much, frankly speaking, I was moved for a while." ”

"Hey." Li Yiming was a little wronged, "I trust Brother Xiao Ming so much, but you have always hidden something from me, monks, immortals or something, Brother Xiao Ming, you are really hiding a big secret!" ”

"If it's not the case that I know the roots, why should I tell you this kind of thing, Yiming?" Wang Xiaoming spread his hands, "Actually, I'm also doing it for your own good, after all, you know that the secret has no effect on me, it's a big deal to kill it before you poke everything out, and I won't have any magical powers like amnestics, this is the easiest way." ”

He said it lightly, and Li Yiming next to him was really about to bite out his teeth.

"So I have to thank you......

"No, no." Wang Xiaoming's owe bow hand.

"No, Brother Xiao Ming, your words and deeds don't have the demeanor of an old immortal who is more than 1,800 years old."

"I've only theoretically lived this long." Wang Xiaoming smiled, "Actually, it's only the age before you fell asleep, and I can't be a few years older than you." ”

"......" Li Yiming was speechless for a while, so he had to find an excuse and ask: "I heard you mention 'before sleeping' many times, did something happen in your time?" ”

"Actually, I don't know very well, because I wasn't with other monks at that time, but was sitting on a small island on the border to prevent rebellion, so I didn't know what the reason was when the mutation happened, I just felt that my whole body was sleepy, so I went into a volcano to retreat, who knew that I escaped this section by mistake, and woke up to the vicissitudes of life."

"Is there really such a strong country? Why are you talking about these monks, I have never seen them in any history books. ”

"Of course, you've probably heard the name of this country, Don." Wang Xiaoming's face was straight, and his eyes were solemn that Li Yiming had never seen before.

"Don... Tang dynasty? Is it the Tang Dynasty in China in the past? Li Yiming reacted, "I was forced by my father to read some Chinese history books before, and the Tang Dynasty was indeed a powerful country. ”

"It's a little too strong." Wang Xiaoming's eyes were full of pride, "Under the heavens, all nations bow down to their subordinates. ”

Wang Xiaoming said while reminiscing: "Except for the records you see in the book, the real history is far more wonderful than the book. ”

"Battles between nations involve not only ordinary military combat effectiveness, but also battles of monks in their respective camps.

And I, Datang, have the most monks on this planet.

There are many of them, and what they are good at is also strange, and all kinds of mysterious supernatural powers emerge in endlessly.

Imagine that when the two armies face each other, you will not only have to face the enemy's huge army of hundreds of thousands, but also a group of immortals with divine power. ”

"So you're not a monster." Li Yiming seemed to know.

"Not only is it not, but it is still the god of war in the minds of many soldiers." Wang Xiaoming's eyes were full of pride, "I cultivated at the age of twelve, and after ten years of great success, there were a total of seventy-three monks who fought in three years, twenty-one were defeated, forty-three were dead, and nine were destroyed.

How many people are terrified when they hear my name Tang Riyue, and even the magic weapon can't grasp it steadily. ”

Seeing his expression, Li Yiming couldn't help but interrupt: "Didn't you say that your real name is also Wang Xiaoming......

"Humph!" Wang Xiao understood him, "On the day of the completion of my exercises, the entire Tang Dynasty was shining, and a beam of golden light connected the sky and the earth, and the monarch personally found me and prayed that I would take the name of the country as my surname and bless the peace of the Tang Dynasty." ”

"Shouldn't that be called Tang Xiaoming......

"Yikes." Wang Xiaoming was angry, "I dislike Xiao Ming's name too frustrated, can't I change it myself!" ”

"Okay, okay!" Li Yiming hurriedly showed weakness, "So the sword you held earlier was the best weapon you carried when you fought on the battlefield back then?" ”

"Ritual weapons." Li Yiming corrected, as if showing off, and conjured the weapon out of thin air, "It's not a sword, but a knife, and the world calls it the Dingtang knife." ”

"Good knives!" Li Yiming leaned in and took a closer look, "Can I touch it?" ”

Wang Xiaoming immediately raised the Dingtang knife to the other side, "No, you are meat. The body is mortal, this magic weapon has a Xuanguang to protect the body, once a mortal touches it, he must open the skin and flesh. ”

"Hey, then what are you doing with it, do you want to show it off to me?" Li Yiming was not happy.

"It's not." Wang Xiaoming's face was serious, as if he suddenly remembered something, "Yiming, maybe I have a way to ......"

There was a hint of reluctance in his eyes, so he stopped halfway through the conversation.

"Well, what's the solution?" Li Yiming was confused.

Wang Xiaoming was stunned, "Look at my brain, the words are forgotten at once." ”

"Sell it again." Li Yiming shook his hand and didn't care. "Let's talk about your glorious deeds another day, I'll go wash up first."

"Rest early." Wang Xiaoming smiled.

When Li Yiming left, Wang Xiaoming put away the Dingtang knife and gently held the tattoo on his right hand.