Nameless Town is a small town, and there is a small teahouse at the east end of the street in Nameless Town, and the name of the teahouse is called "Little Little Teahouse". Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The "Little Teahouse" is indeed very small, so small that only two or three tables can fit in the lobby.

The sun hung in the sky, and the old shopkeeper of the teahouse sat lazily at the door basking in the sun.

At this time in the past, there were only a few regular customers in the teahouse, but today it was a little different, and a strange guest came.

This is a guest with a sword, and if the broken iron with a slightly open blade on the end is also a sword.

Just like this ordinary teahouse, there are ordinary people who come and go between the teahouses.

Oh? How can this guest with a sword be an ordinary person, you say?

That's right, even if he is holding a sword, he is an ordinary person, and the old shopkeeper who is about to come to the end of his life is so sure.

There are ordinary people in the world, and at the same time there are extraordinary people, there are ordinary swordsmen in the rivers and lakes, and naturally there are extraordinary swordsmen.

Today of the "Little Teahouse" is destined to be an extraordinary day, because an extraordinary person walks in.

is also carrying a sword, and the sword on the back of the newcomer is not ordinary at first glance, overflowing with cold light, and very sharp.

The sword also had no scabbard, but it did not feel the slightest incongruity, as if the sword was not supposed to be bound by anything in the world.

Just like its name - "Flying Feather", soaring in the sky, free from the disturbance of the mundane, this is its first owner's expectation of it.

Such a sharp sword must be very convenient if it is used to chop wood, the old shopkeeper thought. If you want people on the rivers and lakes to know that the world's number one divine soldier "Feiyu" is actually imagined to be a sharp weapon for chopping wood, I am afraid that there are definitely not a few people who vomit blood and die.

The new swordsman is young, but he has a special temperament that makes people automatically ignore his age.

No one will despise him because of his youth, for those who once despised him have been defeated by his sword.

"Little Er, let's have a pot of tea." The new swordsman walked up to the table of the ordinary swordsman, and sat down directly, regardless of whether the other party wanted it or not.

The ordinary swordsman did not have the slightest dissatisfaction, and all his attention was on the tea bowl in front of him.

He looked at the ordinary liquid in the bowl and tasted it very preciously, not tastefully, but its true meaning.

The ordinary swordsman clearly remembered that he had not eaten or eaten for many days in a row, and when he was about to enter another world, an ordinary person used such a bowl of ordinary liquid to pull him back from the door of the cycle of life and death.

It was also from that time that he had a desire called protection.

Seeing that the ordinary swordsman didn't pay attention to himself, a trace of displeasure flashed in the young swordsman's eyes, but he quickly passed away: "I have heard the name of 'ordinary swordsman' for a long time, and when I see it today, it is really better to be famous than to meet, and it is better to meet than to be famous." ”

The ordinary swordsman's gaze finally left the tea bowl in front of him, glanced at the young swordsman, nodded slightly in response, and then focused on his tea bowl again.

"Humph!" Even if a person with a good cultivation is ignored like this, I'm afraid he will start a fire, not to mention that the temper of a young swordsman is not very good.

Although Long Ao was not very old, he was already the number one master in the Five Domains of the Famous Sword, at least he thought so, because those who questioned this title were all defeated by his sword.

Just when Long Ao felt that his title of the number one person in the world was worthy of his name, he saw a different meaning in the eyes of a defeated general.

Negation, the old guy who didn't even hold up ten moves in his own hands is denying his title.

He has obviously defeated everyone, why should that old guy deny himself, Long Ao was indignant when he thought of this.

Finally, that old guy, who was the previous head of the Dustless Valley, Qingyangzi, under his own coercion, oh no, was consulted, and said a name - Ye Pingfan.

"Ordinary Swordsman" Ye Pingfan, a name he has never heard of, is the guy in front of him who doesn't seem to have the slightest momentum.

However, although he had already denied the "ordinary swordsman" in his heart, Long Ao still decided to use his own sword to prove this fact.

Long Ao was just about to speak, but the ordinary swordsman suddenly stood up.

It wasn't because he felt Long Ao's hostility that he wanted to leave, but because he had already completed his mission in this teahouse.

His bowl of tea had been drunk, and there was not a drop left of him.

"Boss, give you money." The ordinary swordsman slowly walked up to the old shopkeeper, took out two tea coins from his arms, and handed them into the hands of the old shopkeeper with great dignity.

The old shopkeeper's expression suddenly became solemn, and he changed his lazy appearance.

He straightened up and took what the ordinary swordsman had given him.

Although their value is not high, in the eyes of the old shopkeeper, they are more important than a daughter, because they contain a person's soul, the ordinary and noble soul of an ordinary person.

Somehow, the old shopkeeper's eyes, which had been dry for many years, suddenly moistened.

"Maybe I'll never see anyone like that again." The old shopkeeper sighed in his heart, silently watching the back of the ordinary swordsman gradually moving away.

The ordinary swordsman walked forward slowly, he didn't particularly want to go, but he still kept walking every day.

Ever since he picked up this sword in his hand 1,400 years ago because he wanted to protect those ordinary people, he was doomed to walk all his life, until one day he could no longer walk, because this was the source of his strength.

"Wait a minute!" Watching the "ordinary swordsman" drift away, Long Ao finally couldn't help but speak.

He decided to get straight to the point about his purpose, because he didn't want to be polite to a guy who looked like wood anymore.

"Draw your sword." Although the sword of the "ordinary swordsman" also did not have a scabbard, Long Ao still used the word "pull", which was regarded as a slight respect.

After Long Ao finished speaking, he had already taken the lead in "pulling out" the "flying feather" from his back. He is not stupid, from the performance of the "ordinary swordsman" just now, he has understood that it is useless to talk too much, and if you want to achieve your goal, directly drawing the sword is the best choice.

Finally, the ordinary swordsman stopped, sighed, and turned to look at Long Ao, as if he was looking at his former self, his eyes were full of loneliness and vicissitudes.

"Smack!" Long Ao looked at the "flying feather" that fell to the ground, and his eyes were full of incredulity.

"What is true power? Where does your strength come from? These were the last words left by Ye Pingfan, and after speaking, he turned around and left......