Leaving the drunken building, Bai Mo was drunk, singing something as he walked, "I want this day, I can't cover my eyes anymore ~ I want this place, I can't bury my heart anymore ~" Walking and walking, Lao Chu behind him suddenly blocked in front of him, Bai Mo hit Lao Chu's back headlong, and when he came to his senses, he saw a man with a bronze giant sword standing in the middle of the road, wearing a cyan robe, standing upright with a silver beard, and Bai Mo Qi was stunned, and he took three steps back. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Lao Chu had already restrained his smile.

The two faced each other in the middle of the city.

"The two of you took my 'Red Snake', hurt my disciple, and ruined my disciple's reputation, should I give an explanation?"

The man's voice was full of energy, as straight as Huang Zhong Dalu, and even if the pedestrians around him were noisy, they could not hide his voice. These pedestrians are all people from the capital, and when they heard that someone here was provoking and seemed to start a fight, they all consciously dispersed to the side, so as not to be affected by the pond fish, but they did not disperse too far, and in a farther range, even more people gathered around to see the excitement.

Xu's master.

Bai Mo broke out in a cold sweat.

Even if this great god is present, he may not be able to deal with it. Xu Jian's master is Lu Guichen, the sect master of the Sword Sect of the Ya Sect of that country, ranking fourth in the first product of the Twelve Kills, and is a well-known martial arts master. Lao Chu abused his disciple and captured him, and when he met this one, he simply surrendered.

But Bai Mo saw a trace of unusual excitement in Lao Chu's eyes.

So Bai Mo, who was about to be whistling in the wind, stopped completely.

"In broad daylight, do the seniors still want to commit murder on the street? Aren't the seniors afraid that the Jin Wu will rush to hear the news and capture the seniors? ”

Lu Guichen sneered three times, raised his hand and pointed: "Just rely on these ruffians and hooligans, and you still want to take care of the old man's affairs?" ”

In the crowd in the distance, two Jin Wu were looking in on tiptoe, and when they saw Lu Guichen stretching out his hand to point at him, the two Jin Wu were so frightened that they ran away like a smoke, who cares that there is such a thing as "murder in broad daylight"?

It is better to rely on heaven and earth than on yourself.

Bai Mo touched his waist and took out a new folding fan.

I don't seem to have the habit of wearing a sword at all.

That can only rely on Lao Chu.

Lu Guichen, Bai Mo really hadn't heard of anything related to him that could disturb his mind. This person seems to have been devoted to martial arts since he was a child, and he is infatuated, and he doesn't care if his father dies or his mother dies. Such a martial arts idiot made him enter the realm quickly, but it also made him unable to comprehend the true meaning of poetry and sword, and his martial arts attainments stopped for many years.

Bai Mo was still thinking about countermeasures, Lu Guichen had already taken off the giant sword he was carrying, and the air was filled with the smell of sabre-rattling.

Lao Chu's muscles tightened, not only did his smile disappear, but his brows also began to wrinkle.

Suddenly, Lao Chu lay on the ground, his hands supported the ground, the muscles of his legs were tense, and then like a toad, he pounced on Lu Guichen, Lu Guichen did not speak, picked up the giant sword, slapped it with the spine of the sword, and slapped Lao Chu to the ground in one fell swoop.

The bluestone slab on the ground was cracked, Lu Guichen raised his foot and stepped down, Lao Chu hurriedly pulled out to dodge, and then stood up, blood gushing down his head.

One look at the face made Lao Chu, who was rough-skinned and thick-skinned, suffer such an injury.

How can this fight be fought?

Without the smirking old Chu, it seems that his combat power is worrying.

However, Lu Guichen used a sword spine and didn't seem to want to kill, so it didn't seem to be a difficult option to choose if he was beaten up.

Bai Mo thought so, but saw that Lao Chu repeated the previous posture, and pounced on Lu Guichen again, Lu Guichen slapped with the giant sword again, and then stepped on it with one foot, and so on two or three times.

Finally, this time Lu Guichen slapped down with a sword, Lao Chu suddenly supported the ground with his fist, turned his turn, and hit the sword spine directly with his other fist. The giant sword Weng roared, Lu Guichen smiled, and then exchanged fists and swords several times.

Lu Guichen seemed to be feeding Lao Chu a trick.

After that, Lao Chu smashed his fist into Lu Guichen's left chest, and seeing Lao Chu's movements, Lu Guichen seemed to be really angry, wrinkled his silver eyebrows, and shouted.

Lao Chu was distracted by this voice, and his body stagnated, so he gave Lu Guichen a chance, raised his foot and kicked Lao Chu's abdomen, kicking Lao Chu out of the way.

Lao Chu clutched his stomach and got up again.

"So obsessed, don't blame the old man for really committing murder."

This is not a fantasy world, and there is no magic weapon to save life.

Bai Mo's mind was full of thoughts, and the most important thing now was to let Lao Chu, who suddenly had the heart of fighting, stop first, and then he could find a way to persuade Lu Guichen, a great master who appeared prematurely.

The Taoist robe on Lu Guichen's body fluttered in the wind, and with the silver hair and the very simple bronze giant sword in his hand, he did have the demeanor of a martial arts master.

"Lao Chu, stop, if you do this again, you are not allowed to eat tonight."

Bai Mo came up with the first killer weapon.

After Lao Chu got up, he was still staring at Lu Guichen, as if his fighting spirit had not retreated.

Bai Mo was helpless, and took out the second killer weapon: "Lao Chu, stop, if you do this again, be careful that I tickle you." ”

Finally, Lao Chu turned his head to look at Bai Mo, with a look of grievance, but with the long scar and blood, it looked a little disgusting.

Bai Mo turned around and said to Lu Guichen: "Bai didn't know that those people were the disciples of Senior Lu, if you were offended, Bai apologized here." The matter of the 'red snake', Bai is not clear, I believe the seniors also saw it, my servant has some problems in his brain, at that time, he just thought that the little red sword looked very interesting, so he took it over, but was mistaken by the senior disciples to seize it, and hoped that the seniors would know. ”

"Servants?" Lu Guichen smiled for the first time, but it was not a kind smile, "Are we martial artists called servants by you literati?" ”

Lu Guichen walked towards Bai Mo, and when Lao Chu saw this, he was stopped by Bai Mo as soon as he got together.

Bai Mo continued: "Dasha was my servant because my father had saved this person's life, and Dasha knew how to repay his kindness, so he listened to my call, one yard to one yard. ”

What Bai Mo said was naturally not true, but the identity set by the Mo family for Lao Chu.

But the argument is somewhat convincing.

Lu Guichen's figure froze, shook his head and sighed: "It's okay." You slap yourself three times, say the words 'white ink is not as good as Xu Gradual' in public, and I will leave. ”

It is not difficult to say that white ink is not as good as Xu Yan.

After all, under the coercion of Lu Guichen, the surrounding audience had eyes and ears, and what could only be passed out was the sect master of the Sword Sect of the Guoya Sect to bully the small.

But after three slaps, Bai Mo couldn't do it.

He once knelt down for Wei Strike, firstly because Bai Mo thought that this Wei Strike was a very cute and kind young man at that time, and he was a little helpless, and secondly, because there was no one around at that time, and it didn't matter about face.

But now, if you slap yourself in public, Bai Mo's dignity can't bear it.

The other thing is, it hurts.

Bai Mo is a terrible and painful person.

Therefore, I have learned martial arts, but I never use them.

"Senior, let Bai Mo admit that he is not as good as Xu Gradual, easy, but it is difficult to make Bai Mo humiliate."

Since the talk has collapsed, Bai Mo doesn't want to give him any face: "If you lose, call your parents to seek justice, isn't this Chengbei Xu Gongzi a little too much to lose?" ”

"You!" Lu Guichen suppressed his anger, and also thought of the fact that there were people around him watching, and explained: "This is the old man's own opinion, and it has nothing to do with my disciple." Lu has been fond of martial arts since he was a child, and he came here today just to see how many catties and taels the stranger in the mouth of the apprentice is. ”

Lu Guichen raised the big sword in his hand, and under the sun, he vaguely saw three fist marks on the spine of the sword, and suddenly laughed loudly: "With your bare hands, hurt my Spring and Autumn Sword, you, a servant, are indeed a master." But you kid, a person who sells his reputation and reputation, the old man doesn't like it, so you must teach you a lesson. ”

Bai Mo closed his eyes.

Lu Guichen, the sect leader of the Sword Sect of the Guoya Sect, is a martial idiot.

Martial idiots are obsessed, only one word is martial arts.

Due to his mental nature, Lu Guichen's martial arts attainments have stagnated for many years.

Pregnant.

"Senior Lu, do you know why you have been stagnant all these years?"

Lu Guichen said: "I don't have enough skills, so there's nothing to explain." ”

"No, the talent, understanding, roots, and practice of the predecessors are all excellent."

Lu Guichen said contemptuously: "With your body, you can't even catch up with a chicken, right?" Do you know martial arts? ”

"Bai Mo is naturally good at martial arts, and he is also a sword, but unfortunately there is no sword available now, and the big sword of his predecessors, Bai Mou can't play it. What Bai Mo wants to say is that Li Yixian, the patriarch of the Guoya School, when he founded the two systems of poetry and sword, he used poetry as sword intent and sword intent, which required temperament, and the temperament of martial idiots must not be deep. ”

Bai Mo's words hit the nail on the head, but it made Lu Guichen a little surprised, this was because as the sect master of the Sword Sect, he naturally knew.

"Lu someone's heart is born like this, and there is nothing to change."

When Bai Mo heard this, he smiled, suddenly changed his tone, stared at Lu Guichen's eyes that looked like they had been weathered, and his voice was ethereal: "Senior, have you heard of 'brainwashing'?" ”

"Brainwashing?" Lu Guichen was stunned for a moment, "I haven't heard of it." ”

"Brainwashing, that is, to fundamentally change the composition of consciousness and concepts, if successful, can not only change the temperament of the predecessors, but also improve the understanding of the world by the predecessors. Moreover, the poetry sword and the word knife must be both civil and military, as far as I know, your disciple Xu gradually not only left his name in the twelve kills, but also went to the twelve merry products, temporarily ranking the tenth grade. ”

Bai Mo continued to flicker: "Bai has just been on the twelve romantic products, temporarily ranked third among the three grades, I don't know if the people who teach poetry in the Guoya School are higher than Bai?" ”

Lu Guichen said: "Mr. Xipo has entered the second grade. ”

"Du Xipo? This public poetry is profound, but it deserves to be a second grade, but it is a pity that the killing spirit is insufficient, and it does not match the sword. ”

"Then Bai Xiaoyou, I heard that your poems are also beautiful sounds, how can you talk about the spirit of killing?"

"Bai's fame depends on the preface to the "Lanting Collection", which is made in the midst of elegant things, so he naturally seeks elegance." Bai Mo's eyes rolled, he suddenly took a breath, and chanted loudly:

"Look at the door and think about Zhang Jian, endure death and wait for Dugan."

"I smiled at the sky with my horizontal knife, and went to save the liver and gallbladder two Kunlun."