Chapter 3: Adventures in a Deserted City

Since it is a competition, there is naturally no need to see the difference between life and death. The two sides fought a few times and probed each other for three points. The two who reached a consensus set foot on the mountain road to Tiandu.

The familiar mountain road is no longer desolate before, a little more popular, and the hard mountain rocks can not bear the accumulated foot wheel grinding, and the two draws extend parallel from afar and return to the feet of people. In the pool of stagnant water left behind after the summer rainstorm, there are bursts of frog chirping. Woe Lone and Kyushu know a sword at the same time, and feel that the other party's cultivation is good.

The genus of mosquitoes, snakes and ants, the spirit is not open, but the feeling is the most keen, needless to say, it is needless to say that it is alone in trouble, it has been trained by the master Bu Tianshi for decades, coupled with the special exercises, the control of its own energy can be described as fine, if it is said that it is an exaggeration to be able to control the X hair to dance the Latin dance, but it is simple to walk on the ground without a trace. And Kyushu Yijian knows that as a swordsman, the murderous, ferocious, and evil aura on his body is usually the heaviest, but there are still frogs roaring in the waterhole at his feet, either he has accumulated virtue in his hands and does not have many unjust souls, or he is good at cultivation, and his blood is self-controlled, and no matter what the situation is, he will make a steady profit if he walks alone.

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The two congenital people whose feet are far better than ordinary people will naturally not walk for a few days like when they were alone and apprenticed to Wan Sakai. After a short time, he crossed the Two Realms Mountain, and when he looked up, it was getting late, and a city was already in sight.

"Huh? When was a city built here? After thinking about it, he asked Duxing, who had no impression.

"I said you weren't really a yam sweet potato dug out of a ravine, right?" Kyushu Yijianzhi was surprised, "This city is called a deserted city, and it is the most prosperous and important trade hub between the Central Plains and the western border in recent years. The 10,000-forged steel sword that I have always loved is sold here, and you can buy one for only two hundred taels of silver. And this is also one of the few more regular trading markets for ground rats, buying, stealing, and selling. Stolen goods are a one-stop service. Xiwulin, no! The most happy place in the whole suffering realm, Happy Forest, has also opened a big branch here...... "Kyushu Yijian Zhi talked endlessly, and the temperament of the young man who was a good teacher was undoubtedly revealed.

"Stop, stop, I hired you to be a thug, not a gangster. Black. I've been here before, but at that time it was only the size of a small town, and the only people left behind were exiles who could not flee further west. How did it develop like this in just two or three years? Hearing the words "Happy Forest", I remembered some unbearable past, and now I think about it thanks to those two killers, otherwise the black light will blind the fire, and I will change my name to Juzhongren.

"This is thanks to Xiao Zhenyue, the city lord here, who is the top swordsman in my hometown of Nanwulin. It is also a legend of a generation. A group of thieves came here three years ago, saying: The sky is a swarm, they come to the sky and retreat to Wansai, and Wankai to retreat to Tiandu, rampant in the Liangjie Mountain, because of the discord between the two families, their own strength is not weak, and they have not been able to be exterminated. The people complained.

And Xiao Zhenyue, the young master of Xiao Mansion who was far away in Nanwulin, heard about it, and rode out of the customs alone, killing the two realms with one person and one sword, and killing all the swarms cleanly. The people were grateful to Dade and knelt on the ground for ten miles to beg this life-saving Bodhisattva to stay.

So in order to protect the people and prevent a swarm of bees from revival, Xiao Zhenyue stayed. Kyushu Yijian Zhi looked at the word "deserted city" on the tower of the city gate, with the sword qi vertical and horizontal, and the iron painting silver hook, and couldn't help but rub back and forth on the Demon Cloud Seal, obviously admiring this Xiao City Lord at the same time, he also had a fighting spirit.

"The sword qi is condensed but not emitted, and it is not dispersed, although it is deliberate, it is not as good as Wu Jun to take a leisurely stroll, and it is very rare. Woe Duxing touched the wound on the back of his hand, and his right hand was injured by the sword qi of the eldest brother just now, and it was not easy to recover quickly in front of Kyushu Yijianzhi, so he stayed as a disguise.

Just as the two of them were pulling the mountain, there were suddenly three thunderclaps in the sky, and the blood mist appeared in the palm of the lonely man, and Kyushu Yijian Zhi subconsciously pressed on the hilt of the sword. A question crossed their minds at the same time: "What happened?" ”

Woe Lone walked with a cold face, and reached out to touch it, "Alas? It's strange that it's snowing in the summer. Kyushu Yijian Zhi also echoed. At this time, a deep voice from the city resounded with irrepressible joy in all directions: "Don't panic, it's Xiao someone who is happy, and a vision descends from the sky." Now from today, the city celebrates for three days. ”

"Hooray!" "Congratulations to the city lord!" "Haha......" The people in the city, who were at a loss, suddenly burst into cheers, and even the bad omen of flying snow in June was subconsciously ignored. This city lord is really popular, but the snow seems to be getting heavier and heavier, so let's hurry into the city, find a place to stay, and inquire about the news. "The robe made of hair retains oil and no water, and the snow is very uncomfortable when walking alone, although it can be dried with real steam, but it is still comfortable in the inn.

Woe Lone doesn't even have a single chicken feather on his body, and he doesn't even have the capital to make an iron rooster, so he says that he stays together, or lets Kyushu know how to pay.

The news of the disaster alone is indeed ill-informed, and Kyushu Yijian knows a little common sense, and the two people who don't know the news that the lord of the deserted city is about to have a son find that the inns in the whole city are full of guests who are ready to come to report the good news/mourning. You must know that Xiao Zhenyue's hometown is in Nanwulin, if you wait for the messenger to come and then come to participate in the child's birthday, it is better to wait for the child to spend 100 days.

So Uncle Kyushu found a small inn in a small alley.

"Boss, stay in the hotel, open three upper rooms." A young man who can be the image spokesperson for Shuai Zi said to the innkeeper. This young man has a lot of things on his body, a red sandalwood erhu hanging obliquely around his waist, and a gorgeous silver-white sword behind his back, which is more noble than gold but does not show the feeling of a nouveau riche. The slender long sword contrasts with a bookish white latent dragon robe. I don't know where the sword of Kyushu is higher than the black disaster that walks alone and is poor and sour. A few jade pendants at the bottom of the edge of the clothes are even more rustling, no need to look, listen to the sound to know that the selection of materials is definitely a good material for the four famous jade levels, if you add the meticulous carving skills, it is absolutely a thousand taels, and you will not fall as an heirloom. Whoever looks at this person must praise the beauty of the world.

However, compared with the three jade people behind this merry man, these beautiful clothes and jade are more than a step behind. The purple and red, the eight characters of Yan Thin Ring and Fat are not enough to describe its beauty. Suffice it to say: the eyes of the people in the inn will stick out.

The man looked at the three women, looked at this and looked at this, for fear of showing a loss, while the woman stared at the boy intently, and the whole hall was only the sound of swallowing saliva. And the innkeeper was even more ugly, regardless of the son in front of him, he looked at the three beauties behind the son as if his eyes could turn. If it weren't for the proprietress who felt that the situation was wrong and rushed out and slapped him, he would have had a heart attack and died.

The group of four people was surrounded by the eyes of the whole inn, which was mixed with a lot of lewd and evil meanings, and the faces of the young girls were red and white with shame. One of the girls dressed in red pinched her waist and scolded angrily: "Look at what you see! Haven't you ever seen a woman? "This farce stopped, just to see the performance of everyone, but from blatant to secret. The pestle was waiting for the calamity of the hotel behind Brother Gongzi and his party, and the two looked at each other and transmitted sound through the air. "Boss, this is a young man who has just entered the rivers and lakes."