The sun softened the clouds and spread out the sun like gold, Ying Long entered the North City Gate with the pickled halberd fish, and trotted all the way along the Baishi Street, the wind in his ears was very warm.

The road was full of swordsmen who were drunk last night, some shouted in a muffled voice, some stretched out their hands, and wanted to tear a piece of fish meat to satisfy their hunger, Ying Long dodged left and right, carrying twelve points of caution, and met the dead skin and face hard entangled to eat fish, Ying Long moved out of the posture of the grandmother to scare the little grandson, and said: "This is the fish of Jianchen Xinan, if you eat a piece, he will stab you with a sword, do you still want to eat?"

Eating a piece of fish meat, but also being stabbed with a sword, this business is a big loss, those drunk people who rob the fish are scattered, Ying Long barely escaped, and saw the sleeping smoke and ink stained in the ring.

His clothes were disheveled with smoke and ink, his cheeks were red, and there was a jar of wine jug running on his chest.

Ying Long held the halberd fish high and shouted, "Ink dye!

Smoke and ink looked up drunkenly and looked around, "Who called me?"

Ying Long jumped into the ring and pulled up the smoke and ink, "Why are you drunk here?"

Yan Mo Ran raised his eyelids, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and after a while, he raised the wine jug and smiled: "Come on! Brother Yinglong, let's drink!"

Ying Long snatched the wine jug, threw it heavily on the ground, then sat down cross-legged, put the halberd on his lap, and said, "Look at this big pickled fish, it's so fragrant and tight, I was originally going to take it back to the master to eat, but since I met you, it's your good fortune, give, eat some!"

Ying Long laboriously tore off a large piece of fish meat, handed it to Mo Ran, and said, "Eat some! Only when you are full will you have strength, I will send the rest to Master, he must be hungry after waiting all morning!"

Mo Ran looked at the fish in his palm blankly, stuffed it all into his mouth, chewed and chewed and shed tears, and said sadly: "I didn't expect someone in Beihai City to give me a piece of fish to eat!"

Ying Long was stunned for a moment, then asked with a smile: "What is this? Is anyone reluctant to give you even a piece of pickled fish?"

Mo Ran shook his head, stared at the drunken swordsman all over the ground, smiled bitterly, and said, "Father just wants me to shine on the lintel, and the drunken swordsman here just wants to win me, they desperately pour me wine, if someone can give me a piece of fish and meat, I won't be so drunk!"

Ying Long scratched his head, he naturally didn't understand the weight of this piece of fish, but after looking at the appearance of the ink dye, he always felt that he was worried about this big pickled fish, so he tore off a piece of the big pickled fish again, handed it to the ink dye, and said in a real way, "Then you eat some more, I won't eat it at noon, and give the rest to Master, he loves to drink very much, just like you!"

Mo Ran smiled indifferently, pushed away the piece of fish, slowly stood up straight, and said, "I've eaten enough!"

"Really?"

"Really!"

"Oh, then I'm leaving."

"Hmm!"

Ying Long hadn't run a few steps before he heard Mo Ran's shout, he thought that Mo Ran wanted the piece of pickled fish that had been torn off, so he hurriedly turned around, just as the clouds in the sky had dispersed, and the sunlight had gilded Mo Ran's face, Mo Ran took a deep breath and laughed:

"Ying Long, that fish is so delicious!"

Ying Long scratched his head and muttered, "Is it delicious? I haven't tasted it yet, if this fish is so delicious, Master will definitely eat it again, I'm afraid I will only have to gnaw on the bones of the fish!"

For Ying Long, it is really not a good thing that the fish is delicious.

Xi Nan was pacing back and forth in front of the window, as soon as Ying Long pushed the door, there was a knock on the door of his head, and Xi Nan asked sharply: "Come back so late, look at Master's belly, it has deflated like this, if you are late, I will be the starving ghost of the Huangquan Styx Sea!"

Ying Long was stunned by Xi Nan's whistling strength, he touched his head stupidly, put the pickled fish on the table, and said, "Master, you eat quickly, and when you are full, you will teach me swordsmanship!"

Xi Nan stared at the pickled fish on the table, smiled, and said, "Yes, yes, pickled fish is also a good thing, or do you understand Master's appetite." He opened the bag, suddenly saw two gaps in the fish's body, turned around and knocked on Ying Long's head again, and said, "You kid stole it!"

Ying Long waved his hand and said, "It's not me!"

"Isn't who you are? Who ate the ambition leopard gall and dared to snatch fish from my Jianchen Xinan's mouth to eat!"

Ying Long looked up at the angry Xinan and sighed, "Master, I ate it, you can punish me." ”

Xi Nanhu stared at Ying Long suspiciously, "You ate it for a while, you didn't eat it for a while, who ate it!"

A shout sounded outside the door: "Uncle, stop, it's me who eats!"

Ink Dye pushed the door in, drunk at all, wearing a brand new clothes, and fell into everyone's style.

Xi Nan first looked at the ink dye, then at Ying Long, sighed, turned his head and picked up the pickled fish on the table and took a big bite, and said, "A piece of pickled fish, what can I punish you?"

Ying Long and Mo Ran smiled at each other, Mo Ran took out a bag of money from his arms and put it on the table, and said, "Uncle, my father sent me to send it, and he wants to practice the 'Sky Sword', so, so I can't come!"

Xi Nan's eyes widened, the fish in his mouth had not yet been swallowed, he was stunned for a while, trembling and stretched out his hand, hesitated a few times and fell down, he looked at the bag of money, his face was full of indignation and melancholy.

"Isn't he coming? He used to always come to accompany me, he used to be so boring, he always came to drink with me to relieve his boredom, he, he really didn't come?"

"Uncle, don't worry, when my father has practiced the 'Nine Paths of the Illusion Sword!', he will naturally come to you for a discussion!"

Xi Nan threw away the pickled fish, his eyes were shining with tears, and said: "Practicing the 'Nine Ways of Illusion Sword' is a fart, I have studied kendo all my life, but I am getting old, and even my friends are gone, what is the use of me practicing this life?

Mo Ran and Ying Long looked at each other, and Xi Nan roared again:

"Don't want this money, you go and tell him, if he doesn't come, I'll go into the house and force him out, I-" Xi Nan held his forehead with his hand, looking entangled and painful, and then waved his hand helplessly: "That's it, he's a sword idiot, how can you force him, if you don't come, don't come, it's good for me to drink alone!"

Xi Nan staggered to his feet, walked to the wine jar in the corner, picked up a jar of wine with one hand, frowned violently, and said abruptly:

"There are a thousand cups of wine for a confidant, what can it mean for a person to drink, they all call me a drunkard, call me a drunkard, it's very ugly, then I won't drink from now on!"

After that, he threw the wine jar in his arms upward, pulled out the 'plunder prisoner' and waved it in the air a few times, the wine jar broke in response, along with all the corners of the wine, the wine was sprinkled, Xi Nan looked at it in a daze, sighed, and said:

"Nine Extremes Heaven - Pull out the mountains and shake the mountains!"

After saying that, the long sword waved, as if it had the power of a thousand jun, and after the dance, the sword move suddenly changed, and Xi Nan roared:

"Good apprentice, I will pass on the remaining seven moves to you today, you learn hard, Jiuji Heaven - Xiangshan Suixue!"

This style of sword move was soft, and a warm breeze suddenly set off in the house, and Xi Nan hurriedly changed another move:

"Nine Pole Heavens - A Crane on a Sunny Day!"

"Nine Poles Heaven - Stormy Waves!"

"Nine Extremes Heaven - Impregnable!"

"Nine Extremes Heaven - One World Overlord!"

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"Apprentice, this trick should be seen even better, the Nine Extremes Heaven • End - Falling Flying Flowers!"

Xi Nan practiced the remaining seven styles of the 'Nine Extremes Heaven' at once, and Ying Long was only dazzled.

After the sword dance, Xi Nan stood with his hands down, his eyes looked at the cold light on the prisoner, smiled helplessly, and said sadly:

"Are you old too?"