Chapter Seventy-Two: Joy Flying Sword
Daxing City, suburbs.
Two people ran on the dirt road in the distance.
They were dressed in the same costumes, but they were not of the same gender.
That's right, they are a man and a woman, both of them are seventeen or eighteen years old, and they both have young faces in their prime.
The girl is beautiful and vulgar, she is an eye-catching beauty who wants to take a few more glances when she sees it, especially the pair of bright eyes, which seem to be able to speak in a blink of an eye.
The young man is tall and sven, his facial features are not outstanding, but he can barely be called clear and beautiful, his eyes are not as bright as the bright eyes of a girl, but they are also black and white, deep and narrow.
They are Yang Xi'er and Li Changhuan.
After the two escaped from Yang's mansion, they ran wildly all the way, and before they knew it, they ran to this place.
"No, I can't run anymore, let's rest for a while."
Li Changhuan stopped under a big banyan tree and said while panting.
Yang Xi'er also took advantage of the situation to stop, sat next to Li Changhuan, and gasped for breath.
The two rested in place for a long time, and after Li Changhuan recovered his strength, he found that Yang Xi'er was leaning on his shoulder with her eyes closed, the girl's breathing was even, and her pretty face was slightly red.
Xiao Nizi actually fell asleep.
Li Changhuan didn't wake her up, but quietly stared at the jade man beside him.
With this gaze, he almost fell into it and couldn't extricate himself.
It's not that he has poor concentration, it's just that the girl next to him is too charming, even if his eyes are closed, he can catch people's eyes.
Mutton fat white jade-like skin, rose-like red lips, small and delicate nose, long curly eyelashes, and beautiful eyebrows from distant mountains.
With such beautiful facial features, bit by bit, how can a beautiful word sum it up?
"What a curse!"
Li Changhuan couldn't help but let out a sigh, but he didn't dare to stare at the jade man anymore.
He wanted to take his attention away, but his gaze involuntarily fell on the beautiful wife's sword.
He grabbed the saber in his hand, held it in his hand, looked left and right, and suddenly made a "huh".
The blade of the sword is like silver.
The sword is sharp.
Hilt ...... Seems a bit quirky.
Li Changhuan felt a trace of ancient aura on the hilt of the sword, and his heart moved, sending a trace of aura into the hilt of the sword.
The next moment, the sword body trembled slightly, like a loose horse, swinging up and down, tossing and turning.
"This sword seems to be forged from heaven and earth spirits, and it can actually be psychic!"
Li Changhuan was overjoyed, and suddenly slashed his index finger with the blade of his sword, and then dripped a drop of essence blood on the hilt of the sword.
The mind moved, the heart moved at will, the mind moved with the agility, and after a while, he silently said in his mouth: "Disease! ”
An incredible scene occurred.
I saw the sword in front of me tremble violently, and then with a "whoosh", it turned into a white line and flew several feet away in the blink of an eye.
"Whew!" The sword pierced into a large tree at the sound of a sound, and it actually broke through the trunk and broke out, and then plunged into the dirt without losing any effort.
The sword body was half-submerged in the soil, and there was a slight tremble.
"Great, I really didn't expect this sword to be a good flying sword!"
Li Changhuan was overjoyed, and forgot for a moment that there was a sleeping beauty beside him, and accidentally moved too much to wake her up.
Yang Xi'er woke up leisurely and said softly: "What happened to you so happy?" ”
Li Changhuan laughed and said, "Xi'er, you are really my lucky star!" ”
After speaking, he hugged the little girl and kissed it.
"Huh?" Yang Xi'er was puzzled after being ashamed.
Li Changhuan pinched the law and shouted coldly: "The sword is coming!" ”
In Yang Xi'er's shocked gaze, he saw that the sword, which was a few zhang away, turned into a white line in mid-air with a "whoosh" sound, and fell into Li Changhuan's palm in a blink of an eye.
"This sword can fly...... What kind of kung fu is this? ”
Yang Xi'er was taken aback and blurted out.
Li Changhuan smiled slightly, and said proudly: "This is called a flying sword, it can take the enemy's head a hundred steps away, and if you practice to a great extent, you can also take someone's life thousands of miles away." ”
Yang Xi'er looked suspicious, obviously not convinced.
Li Changhuan didn't care, he felt that instead of wasting his lips and tongue to explain, it was better to show the little girl with facts.
Actions speak louder than words!
"Hurry!"
Thinking of it, he did it, only to hear Li Changhuan shout, the sword in his hand suddenly flew above his head, and the sword body remained motionless in mid-air.
Yang Xi'er was stunned, staring in disbelief at the sword flying out of thin air above.
"Slash!"
With Li Changhuan's angry shout, the sword in mid-air suddenly moved, only to hear a "whoosh" sound, the sword fell in response, turned into a white line, and suddenly pierced a big tree hugged by three people.
Yang Xi'er covered her mouth in surprise, and only after a while did she tremble: "Okay...... It's amazing! ”
"You know, it's amazing." Li Changhuan was very proud, pointed a little at the point, and shouted: "The sword is coming!" ”
As soon as the words fell, the sword returned to the man's hand again, and when it fell into the palm of his hand, the sword body was still trembling slightly.
Yang Xi'er looked at her man with envy on her face and asked, "I just squinted for a while, where did you learn such immortal skills?" Can you teach me? ”
Li Changhuan said with a smile: "I can't learn this ability by talking, it depends on whether you have the perseverance and qualifications." By the way, where did you get this sword, can you tell me? ”
"This sword was given to me by my master many years ago, are you interested in it? Is there anything wrong with this sword? Yang Xi'er said.
Li Changhuan snorted lightly: "Of course I'm interested, this is a good flying sword, I didn't even see it before, if I had this sword to help, then what Zhiyuan old bald donkey, Yang Jishan is stupid, and Yang Su, who killed a thousand knives, it is impossible for them to be my opponents, I can kill them with one sword!" ”
After a pause, he said, "This sword was really given to you by your master?" Does he only have one? Are there any other swords? ”
Yang Xi'er shook his head and said: "This is my master's portable sword, he doesn't seem to have used the sword since he gave it to me, but I don't know very well, because I haven't seen my master for many years, usually he comes to my house to look for me, but after my father died, my home has been destroyed, and my master just wants to find me, I'm afraid I can't find it." ”
Speaking of the back, her expression gradually darkened, and she obviously remembered the unhappy past.
Li Changhuan sighed, stepped forward to hug her shoulder, and comforted her softly: "Okay, it's all over, don't keep thinking about the sad things of the past, we have to look forward, your home is gone, my home is gone, but it doesn't matter, we can build a new home together, a home that belongs to the two of us." ”
Yang Xi'er was moved by his words, stared at this man younger than herself, and said with affection: "Husband, I ......"
Li Changhuan reached out and picked her chin and interrupted, "Shhhhhhh ”
The eyes are facing each other.
The two looked at each other affectionately.
The girl couldn't help but close her eyes, and her long, curly eyelashes trembled slightly.
The young man's heart was surging and he slowly lowered his head.
The two little heads are getting closer and closer, and they are about to be close to each other.
Suddenly.
There was a strange movement in the distance, and it seemed that a group of fast horses were galloping towards them.
If you listen carefully, the sound of the horse's hooves seems to be mixed with the sound of killing and scolding.
Li Changhuan adhered to the principle of hanging up on his own business, and didn't want to pay attention to this group of uninvited guests.
He lowered his head regardless of it, and was about to enjoy the beauty of his tongue, but suddenly the sound of breaking the sky suddenly sounded in his ears.
"Whoosh!" A sharp arrow roared.
Li Changhuan was so angry that he twisted around with Yang Xi'er in his arms, and after easily dodging the cold arrow, he roared loudly: "Which bastard who kills a thousand knives destroys Lao Tzu's good deeds!" ”