Today's weather is fine, and it's the time to enjoy it the most.

Jiang Li, as usual, went to the restaurant next to her courtyard, planning to order a table of dishes, and then sit by the window and enjoy it slowly.

She has been wearing it for a few days, but what happened on this street is like a painting of ancient customs and human feelings, and she still never gets tired of looking at it.

It's like watching a costume drama, in a world without computers, you have to find something to pass the time, and you have to get by.

Anyway, Jiang Li's package of hundreds of thousands of gold will not be the same as in the third sword, even a Xuanjing can't afford to shoot, now that it has become ancient, the purchasing power of gold is very scary, she can eat ten times more, incarnated into a big stomach, I'm afraid that she will eat to death, she can't spend even a fraction.

But today's atmosphere seems to be a bit abnormal, the second floor, which is overcrowded on weekdays, was empty when Jiang left, and only one person sit. The man was dressed in white, white as snow, white and transparent. Although he was sitting at this time, his upper body was straight, like a sharp sword out of its sheath.

Jiang Li walked upstairs, and could only see his side face, and his thin lips slightly pursed in a straight line.

Undoubtedly a very handsome man, but that's all. There are many more handsome people in the world, and Jiang Li is not interested in everyone.

But at this moment, the man just raised his hand.

Jiang Li just wanted to go to his old position, and happened to see his hand.

He has a pair of very beautiful hands, the nails are neatly trimmed, slender and powerful, and the bones are distinct, which shows that the owner loves these hands very much. Jiang Li could even see the Sen Ran sword intent that would shoot out in the next moment from these hands. There is no doubt that this man must be a swordsman, and he is an extremely top swordsman.

Any swordsman would envy the owner who has such a pair of hands.

Jiang Li also used a sword, and at this time she was still carrying two swords on her back that faintly glowed with ice blue light, and the cold sound and silence of a little flower branch fell.

This is the ninety-fifth level Great Orange Martial of Sword Three Seven Xiu Bing Xin, and it is currently the best weapon of Xiu Xiu in Sword Three Martial Arts.

If it was something else, Jiang Li was not interested, and she was also a person who used a sword, so she paid more attention to this person.

Although Qixiu is practical and has dual soldiers, strictly speaking, it does not require a sword.

Inside the Jiang Li package, there were all the weapons that had been rubbed before, normal such as all kinds of swords, abnormal such as spirit flags, double knives, double hammers, double axes, and so on. After passing through, Guo Wei Daxia turned these into physical objects and returned them to her, and Xishanju is indeed a conscientious enterprise.

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After getting past the initial novelty of exchanging weapons, Jiang Li decided to use a sword. The main reason is that the other weapons are too damaging and compelling, and I feel a little embarrassed to hold them. Of course, the big fan, which is the dream of every Xiuxiu, of course, does not count, she refers to those comic weapons. However, under normal circumstances, you can't hold a big fan when you go out, and the sword is the most convenient.

After observing a swordsman, after looking at his hands, of course, you have to look at his sword.

The sword of this man in white was a long sword with a simple black sheath, which had not yet been unsheathed, but it had already made Jiang Li feel a chill. Obviously, this sword is not a good thing, it must have killed people, drank blood, and there was far more than one, otherwise it would not have been possible to brew such a thick killing intent.

Jiang Li thought about it, and in his heart, he had already put this sword on the line with its owner.

Simon blows snow.

After all these days, it was the first time she had met someone she had known before. Speaking of which, it is rumored that Simon Blowing Snow is ten years old, and he only goes out four times a year, and it is more difficult to meet him than to meet others. When he had nothing to do before, Jiang Li already knew that he was coming to the martial arts world, so he didn't feel strange about meeting Ximen Blowing Snow.

Perhaps in terms of material, this black-sheathed ancient sword can't be compared with a big orange martial artist like Cold Silence, but in terms of momentum, Cold Silence, who has never drunk blood, is really inferior to this sword. When Jiang Li thought this, the dual swords on her back vibrated slightly, as if protesting that she underestimated them.

Jiang Li smiled and comforted: "However, if it is better looking, my cold silence must have thrown off this sword for more than ten streets." ”

Excalibur has spirits, but they are also extremely easy to coax, but with such a sentence, they quieted down, and did not think about it carefully, whose weapons are not sharper than others, but better than appearance? Isn't that putting the cart before the horse?

Xiao Er, who was very timid, followed Jiang Li, and when he looked at this person, he felt a chill in his heart. When he saw that Jiang Li was able to stare at such an iceberg for so long, he suddenly felt a little admiration in his heart. Xiao Er's courage has been stimulated by Jiang Li these days and has become much bigger, otherwise he wouldn't dare to come up at all.

Jiang Li said that it was indeed a little scary.

With a red face and white hair, in the eyes of outsiders, Jiang Li must be a person with a story, although the actual reason is that she spent two hundred to buy a white hair.

There is a big difference between a woman's gaze on a man's gaze and a swordsman's gaze.

Ximen Fuxue turned around, perhaps because of the cold silence, his gaze was not as cold as Jiang Li thought, looking at the cold silence on Jiang Li's back, his eyes lit up slightly, and praised: "Good sword." ”

When a swordsman sees a good sword, it's like seeing a lover, and it's not surprising that he has a good attitude.

Ximen Chuixue has always been indifferent and unsmiling, but he is also fond of swords, and if he encounters something he is interested in, he is often willing to say a few words. The pair of Han Silence's twin soldiers did not have scabbards, and they were clearly visible behind Jiang Li. As a swordsman, he was certainly attracted to the Divine Soldier.

For so many days, Ximen Fuxue was the first person to notice Jiang Li's sword, not her face, or her hair, after seeing her. Such pure praise is really easy to arouse people's favor, and Jiang Li is naturally no exception.

Han Silent heard Ximen Blowing Snow's praise, and conveyed a cheering love to Jiang Li, asking her to thank him for them.

Jiang Li couldn't stand it, so he could only agree, nodded at Ximen Blowing Snow, thanked him for his praise, and then took down the cold silence, and introduced softly: "This is the cold sound, this is the silent shadow, they let me say thank you to you." ”

Ximen Fuxue looked at the two swords very seriously, and said, "They are all good swords." ”

This time he said two more words than before.

For Ximen Chuixue, Jiang Li's statement that Han Lonely was conscious seemed to be very normal, and he didn't even show a little different color.

Jiang Li restrained his mouth from answering him with a sentence of "It's a good sword", this sentence shouldn't be said to her, it's not right to steal people's lines.

She didn't say anything more, and turned to sit down at her own table.

Now Jiang Li's stomach is very hungry, and the attraction of the four words Ximen blowing snow to her is far less than a fragrant meal.

Xiao Er was a little overwhelmed by this solemn atmosphere, and when Jiang Li sat down, he ran over and wiped the table vigorously with a sigh of relief, and asked, "Guest officer, are you still the same as before?" ”

Jiang Li nodded again, she didn't light up her cooking skills, so she solved it in the restaurant for the past few days, and basically her preferences were also remembered by Xiao Er.

Xiao Er reported the name of the dish and asked Jiang Li to confirm it, and then ran downstairs as if he had escaped.

Simon Fuxue turned to her again and asked, "Do you use a sword?" ”

His gaze went beyond Jiang Li's face to the cold silence on her back.

Such a good pair of double swords, if it falls into the hands of a person who doesn't know how to sword, even Ximen Fuxue will feel a pity. Swordsmen are often able to sense each other, but Ximen Fuxue did not feel the slightest sword qi on Jiang Li's body, which was the reason why he did not react in the first place.

"I hold a sword and learn to dance." Jiang Li said.

Qixiufang is one of the three elegant places in the lobby, and there are far more wind and snow than fighting. Qixiu's daughters learn martial arts, which is more used for self-cultivation, helping the poor and self-preservation, but they don't have much to fight. In the eyes of Ximen Fuxue, the sword is a weapon of killing, and the two are not the same person at all.

Jiang Li is not a pure swordsman, and he will not dedicate a qiē to swordsmanship, and Ximen Chuixue should also understand it when he thinks about it.

Sword dance and swordsmanship, of course, there is a big difference, Ximen Blowing Snow has passed his interest, and he doesn't ask anymore.

I have to say that knowing that the master who has such a pair of good swords does not learn swords, it is still a pity that Ximen Blowing Snow is still a little regretful. But Simon Blowing Snow has an advantage, he will not force others. No matter how good Jiang Li's sword is, no matter how much he feels sorry, it is only a matter of a moment, and he will never ask Jiang Li to learn the sword for this.

Jiang Li also stopped talking.

It didn't take long for Xiao Er to deliver the dishes ordered by Jiang Li, not only the dishes, but also a small pot of wine.

Jiang Li had never drunk alcohol before, and of course he wouldn't order alcohol.

Xiao Er explained in a whisper: "This is the new sweet wine in the store, the girls love to drink it, the guest officer is a frequent customer in our store, and the boss asked me to send you a pot." ”

Hearing him say this, Jiang Li no longer had any doubts, and began to eat, the sky and the earth were big, and the stomach was the largest.

Simon Blowing Snow left, he was here for food, and after he was finished, there was naturally no need to keep it anymore. The next thing he should do is naturally burn incense and bathe, fast for three days, then kill people, and then blow away the blood on the sword. In his eyes, killing people is the most sacred thing and deserves to be treated seriously.

After the West Gate blew snow and left, the second floor of this inn was finally no longer a forbidden place.

People are afraid of Ximen blowing snow, but they are not very afraid of Jiangli.

After all, Jiang Li has been here for a long time, and most people are used to it.