"Since you also know physiognomy, how about taking a look for me?"

Qin Luo looked down at the mature little girl in front of him, and said softly, "Just let me repay you for saving you!" ”

But Xiao Min shook her head and said, "I can't do it!" ”

Just when he wanted to ask the reason, Xiao Min said again: "My grandfather can't do it, he said that you are a person outside of fate, so you can save me!" ”

"Beyond fate?" He instantly realized that he was not a person in this world, and the fate of this world naturally couldn't control him, and he couldn't help but secretly say that the mud bodhisattva was quite powerful!

"Do you have any relatives?" He asked as he shifted the subject.

"Nope!" Of course, Xiao Min knew what he was going to do, and said in a low and calm voice: "I was an orphan before I met my grandfather. ”

"That's it!" Qin Luo felt a headache, what he had to do was extremely dangerous, and it would be even more troublesome to bring another oil bottle, so he said, "Do you want to have new parents?" ”

"I don't need anyone else to take care of me!" Xiao Min jumped slightly, his body was like a catkins in the wind, and when he fell again, he was already seven or eight feet away, obviously with a light skill that was not weak.

Seeing this, he knew what Xiao Min wanted to express, she had good physiognomy, her mind was not inferior to that of adults, and she also had martial arts, which was stronger than ordinary adults, and she didn't need to rely on others to survive at all.

"Oh well! Be careful yourself! After Qin Luo finished speaking, he stepped up and was about to leave, but was stopped by Xiao Min.

"This is what Grandpa asked me to give you!" She threw a book to Qin Luo.

He opened it and saw that it was a book of physiognomy written by the Mud Bodhisattva summarizing his physiognomy experience, and if he saved Xiao Min, this book would be given to him as a reward.

"Tsk! It's a pity that it's not the Heavenly Crying Sutra! Of course, he knew that it couldn't be the Heavenly Crying Sutra, because what the Heavenly Crying Sutra was would immediately be forgotten by those who read it.

"You know the Heavenly Crying Sutra!" Xiao Min's eyes widened in disbelief, he didn't expect this strange guy to even know such a secret legend.

"Of course!" He didn't say how he knew, and he turned to leave.

According to the plot, Fengyun is about to break with Xiongba, and at the same time, the Sword Saint of Wushuang City is also about to challenge Xiongba.

"Sword Twenty-Three is not to be missed!" As one of the most powerful and unpredictable swordsmanship in the Fengyun world, Sword Twenty-Three can be said to have reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship, especially the last primordial spirit of the Sword Master, incarnated into a sword, which is even more unimaginable.

He walked leisurely all the way to the world, but this road was not lonely, because a small tail appeared near him from time to time, hanging far behind him.

"Come out!" Qin Luo said to a big tree not far away while roasting the fatty fish that had just been fished out of the river.

As soon as he finished speaking, a small figure stepped out from behind the tree, walked up to him and sat down beside him, without the slightest sense of embarrassment of being discovered, as if it should have been like this.

"Don't sneak in the future!" He handed the grilled fatty fish to Xiao Min, and took out a bigger one to grill.

"Oh! I didn't follow you either! Xiao Min was not polite to him, and muttered while eating what road is everyone's who wants to go!

Qin Luo ignored him, and stuck the wooden stick on the ground to let the charcoal fire continue to roast, but he lay down with his head against the roots, squinting at the sunset.

In the next few days, Xiao Min followed him all the way to the world slowly, and occasionally met martial arts people who were going to go with them, and obviously also got the news that the Sword Master challenged the hero, and went with different purposes.

On this day they met a strange group of people, old and young, and there was also a strong monk, all of them were extraordinary, but they were hurrying away.

When Qin Luo saw them, he pulled Xiao Min to squat on the side of the road and shouted loudly: "Fortune telling!" Fortune telling! Qin Banxian is a fortune teller! No money! ”

Xiao Min looked at the sparse pedestrians on the mainland, and didn't understand what the hell he was doing, and shouldn't fortune telling be in the middle of the city? What kind of business will there be here?

"Tsk! Xiao Min, do you think those people have been in a bloody disaster recently? He waited for the group of four to walk in, and said loudly to Xiao Min next to him.

"Huh?" Xiao Min thought he was talking nonsense, but after a closer look, he found that these four people really had a bloody disaster, and two of them were even more dying, so he couldn't help but widen his eyes, and secretly said that this guy had learned such a clever physiognomy in just a few days.

"Humph! Look for death! One of the four young men in green heard Qin Luo talking about them, his brows furrowed, and a sword qi shot towards them.

"Wait! Break the waves! But it was the monk who blocked this sword qi and said, "We have big things to do, don't waste time." ”

These four people are doing the Sword Saint, Dugu Ming, Broken Waves and Shi Wuzun of Wushuang City, and their party is going to the Tianxia Association to challenge the hero.

Qin Luo didn't care about the surging waves of murderous intent, but locked his gaze on the old Dugu Sword Saint, and he could clearly feel the extremely sharp sword intent coming from him.

The Sword Saint also looked at the two of them, and he saw that the little girl had a bit of martial arts, but the young man was like an ordinary person, but that ordinary boy could look at him calmly, not affected by his sword intent at all.

"You think I'm going to lose?" The old sword saint stared at Qin Luo and asked slowly.

"Nope! You can't lose! He shook his head and added, "But you will die!" ”

"I know!" After the Sword Master finished speaking, he turned to leave, and although the other three didn't know what they meant, they had to follow the Sword Master and leave.

After the four of them left, Qin Luo stood up and said to Xiao Min, "Do you know who he is?" ”

"Who is it?"

"He is the purpose of our going to the Tianxia Society, Dugu Sword Saint!" Qin Luo said.

"Oh!" Xiao Min nodded.

In the blink of an eye, it was time for the Sword Master to challenge the Majesty, and it had been drizzling since the morning, and the light rain stopped at noon, but it was still cloudy, and there was no trace of sunshine in sight.

He and Xiao Min stood in the middle of the many major sects that came to watch the battle with umbrellas, quietly waiting for the arrival of the sword.

Time passed minute by minute, Xiongba sat on the highest position without saying a word, and the elites of the world would defend him, and he was also very nervous in the face of the legendary sword saint Xiongba.

However, after noon, there was still no Sword Saint coming, Xiongba breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and hurriedly asked his subordinates to announce that the Sword Saint had not arrived and that he had won, but at this moment, a sword intent that rose to the sky instantly tore through the thick clouds, allowing the sunlight to shine on the three campuses.

"Hero! Take me a sword! But I saw that the sword saint at this time did not live up to his original withering, but his spirit was flying, and his body was even more light.

Seeing this, Xiongba's subordinates drew their weapons and rushed towards the Sword Master frantically, wanting to kill him for meritorious service.

However, the Sword Saint violently burst out with boundless sword energy, enveloping the entire three-branch field, and in an instant, whether it was the disciples of the Tianxia Association who rushed towards him, or the onlookers, and even the Xiongba were all frozen, only the Sword Saint stepped on the void and pointed into a sword to stab at the Xiongba.

"Tsk! What a powerful sword twenty-three! Qin Luo held an umbrella and looked at the sword saint flying through the air and those still people of all colors, and couldn't help but admire.

But Xiao Min's eyes widened next to him, and she found that she was not frozen, but everything around her turned gray and white, as if she was out of touch with the world.

(End of chapter)