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Xinghuan was sitting on the recliner, looking at the sword box in front of him with interest.

This is Xia Xiaojian who took it down from the statue to show him.

The core of the sword control method is this sword box.

The reason why I can't use it is also because of this sword box.

The sword case was not heavy but not light, and the body was very long, and inside it were three rusty long swords.

I don't know what kind of material this thing is made of, although there is a lot of rust on it, but it can be wiped off easily, revealing the original silvery white surface.

Xinghuan didn't take it upon himself to dispose of the sword box.

After all, if he wanted to deal with it, Xia Xiaojian would have done so a long time ago.

The reason why it still maintains such a low-key appearance is to hide people's eyes.

According to Xia Xiaojian, this sword box was not built by one person, but hundreds of years ago, hundreds of people gathered to build it with all their might.

Among the hundreds of people, half were from the Hidden Sword Villa, and half were from the Tang Sect.

The Tibetan Sword Villa is proficient in sword casting, and the Tang Sect is also proficient in mechanisms in addition to hidden weapons and poisons.

In the rivers and lakes, both are prestigious, and there are countless door-to-door visitors.

There is a hidden mechanism in the sword box, which is very similar to his time.

After studying for a long time, Xinghuan took out another picture scroll.

The picture scroll was also given to him by Xia Xiaojian.

Spread out the picture scroll, on which is painted an old man with fairy wind bones, carrying a sword box and dancing in the clouds and mist.

On the scroll, there are four big characters.

Ten Thousand Swords!

Since the invincibility technique and immortality surgery, Xinghuan once again encountered a "technique".

The momentum of heaven and earth in the body was inexplicably aroused, rolling, and surging.

Stunned, he slowly fell silent in the picture scroll as he had felt the wind at the beginning.

Everything around me faded away, and only this painting was left in front of me.

The clouds moved, and so did the old man.

On the top of the mountain, as the old man danced, a long sword shot out of the sword box, turning into a streamer of light and wandering around his body.

The long swords in the sword case seemed to be innumerable, constantly shooting out of it.

Gradually, the old man's surroundings were covered with countless quick swords, far and near.

……

Nangong Tiezhu was still chopping firewood as always.

Xia Xiaojian squatted aside, looked at Xinghuan's side face stupidly, and muttered, "Do you feel that she seems to have changed and become more beautiful." ”

Nangong Tiezhu split the wood with one palm, and said in a muffled voice: "Murong Hao is really dead?" ”

Xia Xiaojian smirked unconsciously, and said, "She won't lie to me." ”

Nangong Tiezhu closed his palm, sighed, and said, "You are really an idiot. ”

Xia Xiaojian came back to his senses and snorted, "You don't know how to do it." ”

Nangong Tiezhu felt powerless and said, "What now?" ”

Xia Xiaojian looked at him puzzled and said, "What? ”

Nangong Tiezhu said: "Murong Hao." ”

Xia Xiaojian waved his hand and said, "You can do it yourself, I have decided to follow her to wander the rivers and lakes." ”

Nangong Tiezhu looked up to the sky and was speechless.

Why does he have such an idiot......

Silently, he picked up a piece of wood from the ground and raised it.

He's going to beat this idiot to death today!

Bang, the wood slammed into the ground, leaving a deep pit.

On the side, Xia Xiaojian said angrily: "Are you really fighting? ”

Nangong Tiezhu threw away the wood that his hand had broken, and did not answer, but picked up another one again in silence.

Seeing this, Xia Xiaojian snorted coldly and said, "Do you think I really can't beat you?" ”

After a few moments, there was a brief silence in the courtyard.

Xinghuan was not affected in the slightest, and was still silent in his feelings.

Xia Xiaojian covered his buttocks with tears, and after secretly glancing at Xinghuan, he breathed a sigh of relief and decisively admitted: "Stop, I admit defeat." ”

Nangong Tiezhu didn't stop, and his palm slapped his ass again.

So, in the courtyard, under the warm sunshine, Xia Xiaojian was chased all over the yard again.

After a long time, Xia Xiaojian panted and lay on the ground, his butt was inexplicably bigger, and said, "You can kill me." ”

Nangong Tiezhu moved his somewhat sore neck and said, "Do you want to go with her to wander the rivers and lakes?" ”

Xia Xiaojian felt the numbness and stinging buttocks, and cried with a face: "If you don't go, you won't go, why are you beating me?" ”

Nangong Tiezhu patted his swollen ass and said, "Wake up you idiot." ”

Xia Xiaojian gasped, gritted his teeth and said, "You are an idiot." ”

Nangong Tiezhu didn't bother to pay attention to it, looked at Xinghuan, who was still indifferent to their fighting, and said thoughtfully: "He is comprehending." ”

Xia Xiaojian snorted and let out an unappreserving "oh".

That picture can be comprehended three times, and each person only has one chance.

He has comprehended a method of sword control, and when the conditions are insufficient, he can only bluff people.

Nangong Tiezhu comprehended a strange palm technique that shook his head.

Now there is only one last chance left on the scroll.

Anyway, it's still there, and it's better to use it sooner rather than keep it there.

It is undeniable that Xia Xiaojian is indeed subconsciously currying favor with Xinghuan.

In fact, this picture scroll is already dispensable for the two of them.

Even if you throw it away, you don't feel bad at all if you burn it.

Everyone only has one chance, and what they realize is what they are, and it is useless to be unwilling afterwards.

If you sell it, you can sell it for a lot of money, but they are not short of money.

The most important thing is that Xia Xiaojian wants to chase after Xinghuan......

Sometimes, beautiful women are always easy to make a man's heart flutter.

Especially for Xia Xiaojian, who has been single for many years, this is even more so.

On the steps, Nangong Tiezhu retracted his gaze and said, "The Taoist Temple can't stay." ”

I really can't stay anymore.

Murong Hao is dead, and the Gusu Murong clan will definitely not give up.

Xia Xiaojian understood this, but he was helpless.

The strength of the two of them is not strong, and only Nangong Tiezhu can fight, except for pretending to bluff people, he only has to run.

After thinking about it, he sighed and said, "Then let's go down the mountain." ”

Nangong Tiezhu said: "What about Ouyang Hua?" ”

Xia Xiaojian lay on the ground, crossed his buttocks, and said casually: "I'll release it when I get it." ”

Nangong Tiezhu nodded.

Xia Xiaojian said: "I wasn't joking just now. ”

Nangong Tiezhu paused and said, "She promised to let you follow?" ”

Xia Xiaojian said in frustration: "No." ”

Nangong Tiezhu said: "You must follow her?" ”

Xia Xiaojian said: "That's right. ”

Nangong Tiezhu sighed.

Xia Xiaojian looked at him suspiciously, and said, "You are not allowed to rob me." ”

Nangong Tiezhu was speechless, too lazy to pay attention to this idiot.

Getting up, he went inside the house.

It's not early, it's time to cook.

In the morning, Xia Xiaojian had already gone down the mountain to buy white rice.

Then, after seeing Xinghuan's absence, Xia Xiaojian decisively followed and chased him out.

It is famous: a walk......

In the afternoon, in the courtyard.

The fragrance of flowers is lingering, and the leaves are flying.

A man lay on the ground with his ass cocked, staring at a beautiful woman with a smirk.

The woman's eyes were closed, facing the scroll with her hands unfolded, and she sat motionless on her knees on the chaise longue.

The breeze blew and ruffled the woman's hair and skirt.

In an instant, the man's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

Suddenly, the woman's eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyes slowly opened, and two small invisible sword qi shot out of her eyes.

The invisible sword qi swept past the fallen leaves that were falling not far away, and slowly dissipated, leaving no trace.

The fallen leaves split in two and continue to fall.

On the roof, countless long swords began to tremble slightly, tinkling.

Choke!

From the sword box, a rusty sword shot out......