The Changhong Sword shone brightly in Ruoshui's hand, which was originally a simple ancient sword.

Swordsmen all pay attention to having a famous sword, the sword body needs to be light and recognizable, the blade needs to be blown and broken, and even the sword cover needs to be handmade.

But the appearance of the Changhong sword is ordinary tight, if it weren't for the word Changhong engraved on the sword, no one would have thought that this is the big killer of the rivers and lakes that has been passed down for more than a hundred years.

After ascending to Damati, the sword was not willing to be silent.

It first let out a dragon groan, and then the dull blade of the sword suddenly shone brightly.

When the people on the other side saw the sword that Ruoshui was holding, they were all nervous, and no one dared to come forward.

However, Ruoshui took the initiative to put away the sword, only to see her smile and walk forward.

"If the mountains and rivers of Borneo are visiting, please ask for your name."

The person led by the other party was a bearded man with a saber, and his skin was dark and he couldn't tell his age.

He seemed stunned, he didn't expect the other party to ask him by name.

"This is Damati's Ritter, how did you get here?" The man looked at Ruoshui and the others in disbelief.

"For more than two hundred years, no one from Borneo has ever been here, and we are the first."

With a proud tone, Wakasui announced her landing.

"Yes, for more than two hundred years, we thought that the Damati people had taken control of the ruins, but, you, you ......"

The man couldn't go on, he was so surprised.

If you take a step forward on the water, "We didn't conquer the ruins, but just drifted here, please believe that we are not enemies." ”

When the man was sneering, he seemed to be more willing to believe Ruoshui's statement.

Yes, how could the Borneons easily conquer the ruins?

It was an impossible task, and every Damati knew that returning to the ruins was a source of their strength and the core of their faith.

"This is not a place for you Borneons to set foot, please leave quickly." The bearded man suddenly turned around and made a gesture to see off the guest.

The people behind him took out their spears one after another, and together they went out, as if the Borneo people only needed to take one more step, and the war was about to break out.

"Is this how the Damati entertain their guests?"

If the water is solemn, the tone becomes awe-inspiring and inviolable.

The sea breeze whipped her cloak, and she was already tall, looking from afar like a statue of a goddess erected by the sea.

Seeing that she was about to draw her sword at any time, Bai Heng couldn't help but want to step forward, but she held him down.

"Guest, it also depends on whether you are qualified to be entertained by us."

The bearded man unsheathed his saber and beckoned at Ruoshui, which meant that he was going to have a fight.

Bai Heng thought about it, as soon as he arrived at Marty, he openly made enemies, which is not good.

His figure swayed, and he squeezed forward, trying to reason with the other party.

His speed was extremely fast, and he only saw a flash of shadow, and he was already in front of the group of people opposite.

I don't know what I said, Manshu and they didn't hear it, so they saw that the man raised his hand and raised his chin high, so he hung Bai Heng aside and ignored it.

Bai Heng had no choice but to retreat, "They want to compete." Ruoshui, you know that my exercises are very loose, so you should come. ”

Ruoshui looked at Bai Heng's handsome face, slightly flushed, and smiled unconsciously.

It seems that this Damati people are not very popular with men.

Bai Heng is not good at fighting in front of the army, his attainments are stargazing, and he is exploring the laws of the world.

If he really danced with a gun and a stick, he was afraid that he would not even be able to compare with his nephew, even if he followed him for a long time, he had also experienced it before the army.

Every time he went out before, he didn't feel any inconvenience, after all, when he was in the master's gate, he also practiced the speed escape technique, and it was enough to save his life when he was really in a crisis.

But this time, he had a special sense of frustration, especially in front of Ruoshui, who completely lost face.

What to say, "Harmony is precious, and everything is discussed beforehand", these Borneo disciplines seem to be completely useless in Damati.

The people here are so savage, he said indignantly in his heart.

Manshu was silent, knowing that the battle was inevitable.

If you can't make Ruoshui famous here, the road will be even more difficult.

If the water retreats from the crowd, they form a half-moon around her.

She drew her sword neatly, struck with swiftness, and knocked the man to the ground in the blink of an eye.

The bearded man wiped the mud from his mouth, and got up again unconvinced.

"Again, again." He gasped, still refusing to reassure the saber in his hand.

Ruoshui smiled lightly and instantly pressed the sword against his neck, "Losing is losing, what's the difference between doing it again?" ”

The man suddenly threw away the knife in his hand, "I lost, you are my guest from now on." ”

Ruoshui let go, and the man slowly stood up, as if he had been crushed by Ruoshui's sword just now, and his body was under too much pressure.

"This is the island of Ritter, and I welcome you on behalf of the owner."

The beard suddenly became polite, and Bai Heng's eyes widened as he watched from the side.

At this time, we began to talk about benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and faith again? Damati is really a place where you need to use strength to slap your face.

"I met Jun Chu, and I was offended by this sword." Ruoshui saw that the other party was polite, and also slowed down her tone, she thought that she had brought so many people, if she had to keep fighting to the island where the fairy mountain was hidden, she didn't know what year and period?

It's still better to make friends with the people of Damatti.

Thinking of this, she immediately pleaded, "How about taking us to your island master?" ”

The bearded man turned around briskly, "Please, you're now our guests on the island of Ritter, welcome to go around." But whether the owner of the island wants to see you or not, it's not up to me to decide. ”

After a few days of wandering on the sea, and now that he has finally set foot on the land, Ruoshui feels that his body can finally stop swaying with the hull of the ship.

This feeling fills her up and gives her body strength.

Damati, this doesn't seem to be a foreign land, it's more like a hometown that I've been thinking about for a long time.

Everything here felt familiar to her, although it was a scene she had never seen before, a fruit she had never eaten, but all the novelty turned into a warm sense of tolerance.

Except for the group on the docks, they didn't meet a single person who intercepted them.

It was as if coming down from the docks, they became members of Damati, and no one treated them as strangers anymore.

No one gave them special hospitality, everyone was busy with business, everyone was busy.

Damati is a bustling metropolis that is inclusive of everyone who comes here, so that everyone can enjoy and forget their worries.

It seems that everyone has become accustomed to the merchants coming and going, and the people in the town are always coming and going.

Where are you from, and what does it matter?

That is, the managers will hide their eyes outside the crowd and keep a close eye on the group of intruders.