Wang Anfeng walked with Baili Feng all the way, until the foot of the mountain did not separate, Baili Feng and the rather unhappy Tuoba Yue went to the Sword Pavilion to borrow Qingfeng's swordsmanship, Wang Anfeng watched the two of them leave, and walked to the left side of the Jing Pavilion by himself.

Qingfeng has been a faction for three hundred years, and the swordsmanship is dominant in the world, and there are many secrets in the rivers and lakes.

Wang Anfeng thought in his heart, knocked lightly on the door, who knew that the door of the pavilion was just a cover, knocked on him in a squeak, opened directly, revealing the scenery inside the door, this pavilion is not as vast as the wind building, only a few floors, there is a bronze incense burner inside, emitting curling green smoke, the more quiet.

The young man raised his eyes to look, but he didn't see Qingfeng's disciple, thinking that he was a guest, and he had to inform him before entering the Jing Pavilion, otherwise one would be rude, and the other would be ...... If there is a problem such as theft, it will save a lot of trouble, so he just stands outside the door, clenches his fists and speaks:

"Disturb."

"Wang Anfeng, who is in the Xia Fufeng School Palace, came here to borrow classics."

The voice came out, and no one responded, as if it was a place where no one was around.

Wang Anfeng had doubts in his heart.

Although it is said that they can borrow the books, but if there is no one, it is too reassuring, right?

At this moment, the sound of footsteps came from inside, and the young man's expression moved slightly, and he raised his eyes to look.

I saw a woman with a sword walking out of the back of the bookshelf, more in her early twenties, next to a little girl of seven or eight years old, born cute, with a snow-white beast squatting on her shoulders, a pair of eyes dripping and rolling, quite pleasing.

The woman came out, yawned lazily, rubbed her brows, and said:

"I finally got a good night's sleep, but I was disturbed by you......

"You say, how are you going to compensate?!"

After speaking, he glared at Wang Anfeng fiercely, and the young man looked at the surrounding environment and said:

"Here it is...... After the cabinet? ”

The woman rolled her eyes and said confidently:

"It's the Jing Pavilion, so what?!"

"Do you know that there is a better place to sleep than here, a more dreamy smell than the smell of books?"

The boy frowned slightly.

He treats people gently, but he is not the kind of good man who has no temper in the traditional sense.

Wen Yan looked at the woman and replied seriously:

"Yes."

"Rosemary."

Rosemary is the nickname of the sweat medicine in the rivers and lakes, and if you pack it in full amount, even if you are a martial artist of eight or nine grades, you will sleep like a dead pig.

Isn't it easier to fall asleep than a book?

The woman was slightly stunned, then her willow eyebrows were raised, and when she was about to speak, the seven or eight-year-old girl walked between the two, first glanced at the woman, and said:

"Senior sister, if you continue like this, I will tell Master."

When the woman heard this, she seemed to be deflated, turned her head away, muttered something in her mouth, and the little girl reached out and patted the woman's palm as if comforting a child, before turning around again, looking at Wang Anfeng, with a maturity that did not match her age, she bowed slightly, and said crisply:

"Qingfeng Xie Lin Qiaofu, I've seen Shaoxia."

"The matter that the young man is going to come over, Uncle Gong Yu has already been summoned by the flying eagle, don't blame the rudeness."

"Please come in."

Wang Anfeng returned the salute with a fist and said:

"Disturb."

Walking into the door, I found that I had just treated this seven or eight-year-old girl as a peer, and I couldn't help but smile in my heart, and then I glanced at the still lazy woman, and I knew why this little girl could be so mature, and inexplicably remembered the uncle when she was in Daliang Village, and she felt empathy.

Qingfeng's classics are divided into four categories: 'hidden', 'secret', 'miscellaneous', and 'travel', among which the 'hidden' person records the eight things of the hidden world of the rivers and lakes, and the 'secret' records the secrets of the rivers and lakes that are not well known, and the 'miscellaneous' person is all-encompassing, and the 'tour' is divided into two categories, one part is the travelogue of the book of the rivers and lakes, and the other part is the knights who are good friends with the Qingfeng solution.

Wang Anfeng directly swept over the 'hidden', walked to the bookshelf that recorded the secrets of the rivers and lakes, pulled out the general from the far left of the bookshelf, and began to flip through it.

This book is a record of the battles of the rivers and lakes more than 100 years ago.

At that time, the world was still undecided, the major princes were fighting endlessly, and Daqin was also one of them, and a force called 'Star Palace' took the opportunity to be born, causing the situation in the world to become more chaotic.

In the end, there were many hidden masters in the world, and with the Great Qin Iron Cavalry, they barely defeated this 'Star Palace'.

The three hundred and sixty-five Star Palace masters fought to the death with the entire rivers and lakes, even if it was only a passing mention, they could guess the cruelty and excitement in it.

At this moment, Wang Anfeng suddenly sensed a faint and crazy killing intention, and his pupils shrank.

Turning around suddenly, I saw the seven or eight-year-old girl sitting on the ground on one side, her eyes slightly closed and she seemed a little sleepy, and the originally well-behaved little beast actually grinned, revealing a mouth full of fangs, and her lovely black eyes looked at the little girl's white neck.

At this time, it is full of greedy killing intentions.

didn't have time to think at all, Wang Anfeng's wrist moved, and the wooden sword came out in response, and before his sword blade arrived, a sword qi had already smashed on the forehead of the little beast, staggering it, and slamming it on the ground, as if it were spiritual, he deliberately let out a whimpering scream, Wang Anfeng was slightly stunned, and then moved his wrist and withdrew the wooden sword from its scabbard.

The little girl, who was just sleeping lightly, woke up with a whimper, and found a poor little beast on the ground, with a worried look on her face, picked up the little beast, and turned her head while whispering comforting and caressing, and two awe-inspiring eyes fell on the woman who spurted out the sword qi.

Although he did not speak, the latter felt an inexplicable chill, his neck shrunk into his shoulders, and he opened his mouth to explain, but he couldn't speak, and laughed.

Lin Qiaofu glared at her, and went farther away with the poor little beast in her arms.

Wang Anfeng held the scroll in his hand, walked to the side of the female disciple with a frustrated face, and said:

"It's ...... What's going on? ”

Perhaps it was Wang Anfeng's sword that made the woman quite different from him, she sighed and said with a sad face:

"This girl...... Three days ago, I caught a baby beast and came back, she has no parents of her own, and she is much younger than us...... May want to have a playmate of their own. ”

"The problem is that this strange beast can't be raised at all, and it feeds on human blood."

"Because of this broken beast, I haven't slept well for three nights......"

At this point, she yawned again, apparently overly sleepy.

Wang Anfeng was slightly puzzled, hesitated, and still spoke:

"Why don't you explain, Qiaofu doesn't seem to be an unreasonable person......"

"She just believes in feelings too much, so she thinks she can domesticate that strange beast."

The woman had a headache, waved her hand and said:

"Anyway, I'll explain something to you."

"It's still in the palm of your hand, alas...... Let her do whatever she wants. ”

"I really can't do it, just beat that thing away again."

When the woman said this, there was a helpless doting look in her eyes, Wang Anfeng nodded slowly, but she felt that this kind of behavior was not the right thing to do.

Raising tigers is a problem, and you can only regret it too late.

In the next three days, Wang Anfeng was looking for the news he wanted in this scripture pavilion, and the jade bead already had some eyebrows, but the White Tiger Hall still found nothing.

And the other thing I saw in the past three days was that it was really confirmed that the little beast was really 'unripe', and the woman was already quite tired.

Gently putting an ancient book back in its place, the young man's right hand rested on the medicine bag on his waist, and with a flick of his fingers, he opened the two porcelain bottles, and the faint fragrance of flowers mixed together, and silently diffused towards the scripture pavilion.

According to the pharmacology taught by Wu Changqing, the mixture of the two nine-grade drugs is an extremely powerful drug.

The name happens to be rosemary.

Lin Qiaofu's martial arts were very low, and she slowly fell asleep, and the pure white and cute little beast sensed that the opportunity had come, and grinned, revealing dense and sharp teeth.

It has been cleaned up a few times.

But as a beast's instinct is still controlling it, the body is moving rapidly, like lightning towards the child, Wang Anfeng raised his left hand, blocking the child's neck, and suddenly noticed a pain, the golden bell jar was bitten through, oozing blood, and the mixed body around the body was running rapidly, removing the toxin, and the little beast seemed to be a little flustered because of sucking Wang Anfeng's blood.

The boy's right hand was on the hilt of his sword.

The thunder sword light slashed out, knocking the little beast out of the warp building, and in the next moment, it slashed at the waist and abdomen of the little beast, the thunder roared, and the little beast's original smart eyes dimmed, falling to the ground like a puddle of meat, and there was no longer any life.

Wang Anfeng's expression was calm, and he put his sword into the sheath.

The female disciple appeared at some point, leaned against the door of the scripture pavilion with her shoulders crossed, raised her eyebrows at him, and said:

"I actually used drugs to make Qiaofu fall asleep, and then killed this little guy, I can't see it, my brain is very good."

"But how are you going to explain?"

Wang Anfeng narrowed his eyes and said slowly: "Let's just say that her friend also misses her mother......

"She's still a child, and it's too cruel for her expected friend to want to kill her, so it's better not to say it now."

As he spoke, the toxin on his right hand had not disappeared, but it was still stinging and trembling slightly.

The woman frowned and sighed, "But then she can't learn a lesson." ”

Wang Anfeng was silent for a few breaths, exhaled, raised his eyes to look at her, and said with a smile:

"Lin Qiaofu, she's just a child."

"Since it's a child, it's a good thing to be able to believe in feelings, and if one day this kind of character is the bane of this world, it's not the child's fault."

"I thought, good is good."

"No matter how bad the world is, it can't change that."

Thinking of this, but I thought of the thousands of years of history, there are many stories of the winner being the king and the loser being the villain, and the mood is inevitably a little complicated.

No matter what the world is like.

Wang Anfeng.

Never go with the flow.

Laughter suddenly came from behind him.

"That's right!"

…………………………………………

On top of the mountain.

Xue Qinshuang, dressed in white, sat on the ground.

In three days, day and night, I have read all the 131 long swords.

But I still feel that something is missing.

The girl pondered in her heart.

The sword moves are either sharp, or decisive, or vicious, or ethereal, and so on.

But what is at the heart of them?

What is it?

The waterfall in the ear from the top of the thousand zhang giant peak rushed down, rushing and roaring, like thunder, the girl's blank eyes fell on this waterfall, the momentum is like a thousand jun, three days to read the spirit sword stele, at this time in the eyes of the girl, this waterfall seems to have turned into a vast sword light, the mind seems to have understood, stand up suddenly.

Xue Qinshuang stood on the top of this mountain and looked down at the waterfall coming down from the nine heavens, her eyes becoming brighter and brighter.

Suddenly, he drew his sword, flicked his sword, and his voice was clear, and he groaned.

"Swordsman, swordsman."

"When you give up your life and forget your death, you have no regrets when you come out with a sword."

The girl's eyebrows are flying, taking a step forward, holding a long sword, wrapped in the cold light of the sword, from the sky along the waterfall down, its speed is getting faster and faster, only to feel as if the surrounding torrent wraps itself, the sword technique seen in the three days at this time, the mighty and mighty into this sword like the punishment of heaven, more and more fierce.

The consciousness is empty, and it is agitated.

No fear of life, no fear of death.

The waterfall was hearty, and it was like the most brilliant and wonderful sword move, and the girl went down with the momentum and let out a clear roar.

A flash of brilliant sword light lit up.

Suddenly it has fallen to the ground.

The girl's face suddenly turned pale, her body bones and internal organs were damaged, and blood oozed from the corners of her mouth.

In the forbidden land, several figures leaped out and stood in the void, looking at the girl who was half-kneeling on the ground, coughing up blood, her expression changed drastically.

"This is the person from the Fufeng Academy?"

"What a recklessness!"

"The meridians are damaged, and the bones around the body are also broken, even if you can't understand it, why bother."

Several people in the void were either annoyed or sighed, and finally prepared to heal the girl, but at this moment, Xue Qinshuang suddenly slashed obliquely with his sword.

The sword light is cold, as if there is a mighty waterfall rushing out from the bottom to the top, and its momentum is like thunder.

On the thousand-zhang giant peak, there was a sudden roar of long swords, and the hundreds of swords that had been stored here for three hundred years flew up to the sky as if they had been pulled by some kind of traction, and then suddenly reversed, overwhelmingly towards Xue Qinshuang, who was half-kneeling on the ground below.

On the top of the peak, the sword of the sword master lit up faintly.

Then it burst out.

The sharp sound of breaking through the air paused slightly, and the hundred long swords stopped at great speed, and the blades pointed at the earth, slightly suspended, stirring up waves of qi.

The Sword Master's saber was only three inches in front of Xue Qinshuang.

The faces of the people above changed drastically.

As long as you hold this sword, you will be able to understand the path that the Sword Saint has walked, and in the visible twenty years, there will inevitably be a new Sword Saint, holding the Three Foolish Swords out of the rivers and lakes.

At this point, one after another irrepressible and somewhat envious eyes fell on Xue Qinshuang's face.

The girl's face was pale, and her black hair was as messy as ink.

The thumb wiped the blood from the corner of the lip, and wiped it at will, and the original pale lip color had a blood-like moving color, which made the girl look more and more bright and incomprehensible.

She looked at the legends of the rivers and lakes at her fingertips, and her brown eyes were bright and proud:

"Xue Qinshuang."

"Never be a vassal of others."

PS: Today's second update

There are still a lot of book friends who haven't thanked them.,I'm still remembering.,Next, I'm going to try to slowly add more to thank you for your reward (hug your fists)

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