"Yi Chen, how can you call everyone a beautiful sister. ”

The senior brother came over with a hippie smile, Mo Li raised his head and glanced at him nonchalantly, his eyes were cold but there was no killing intent. Reed's eyes lost concentration for a moment, and he muttered:

"Sister. ”

Senior Brother and Luo Xin looked at them in surprise, and after a while, Senior Brother spoke, "It seems that I am lonely and unheard, when did you come to the reed technique." ”

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Luo Xin sat on the eaves, his two slender calves swaying, his hands on his cheeks, chewing the jujube cake vigorously, grimacing while looking at Reed Shu and Mo Li speechlessly.

"Second Senior Brother, what do you say Uncle Wei should do if he is obsessed with women. Luo Xin looked sideways at Yi Chen, who was half-lying on the ridge. Yi Chen pretended to be drunk and didn't answer, and then took a sip of Baifen wine, only to feel that the fragrance in his mouth was overflowing, and the back was slightly spicy, which was very enjoyable. The senior brother removed the mud seal of the jar of pear blossom wine, leaned his face to the mouth of the altar and smelled it, only then did he look up and see Luo Xin's swaying calves.

"Luo Luo, don't worry, that beautiful sister is an iceberg, Uncle Wei has no chance. The elder brother dipped his chopsticks in the wine and tasted it. "Hey, Dust, this wine is good. ”

"I know that the wine has a mellow and soft taste, a slight sweetness on the tip of the tongue, and the aroma of the wine stays between the lips and teeth for a long time. Yi Chen stood up, looked at the faint morning light, and felt a little drunk. "The red sleeves weave the silk and praise the persimmon, and the green flag wine takes advantage of the pear blossoms. Also, she doesn't call her pretty sister, she has a name. ”

"Tut-tut, you didn't take the lead in calling the beautiful sister. The senior brother took a sip of wine, and sure enough, as Yi Chen said, the aroma of wine lingered between his lips and teeth for a long time. Luo Xin was so angry with these two people that he ate another piece of jujube cake, and continued to look at the sky with his little face.

The senior brother smacked his lips, ready to call Yi Chen down to have fun. In the next second, I saw someone on the street walking into the tavern with a sword with a straw mark.

Yi Chen leaned on the roof of the grass house, looking at the sword with drunken eyes. With red sandalwood as a sheath, it looks extremely luxurious. He walked over and drew his sword, and the sword light was awe-inspiring, and suddenly the room was cold. When you look closely, the sword is four feet three inches and six minutes long, and the dragon pattern on the sword body is lifelike, as if it wants to fly out.

Yi Chen slashed the eaves with his hand, and the corner of the stone table was broken in response.

"The sword is good, can you transfer it to me at a price?" Yi Chen stepped forward and inserted the sword back into the sheath by the way.

The man lowered the bamboo hat, and through the sparse holes, Yi Chen saw a pair of dull dead fish eyes. I saw him drink all the wine in the cup, get up and go out.

"Your Excellency, stay!" Yi Chen stretched out his hand to stop.

The hat didn't raise his head, his left hand grabbed the eagle, and his right hand pointed at the sword, quickly clasped Yi Chen's shoulder, and his right hand was about to poke Yi Chen's Tanzhong acupoint. Yi Chen's body retreated rapidly, and he flashed a few feet away in two breaths.

The atmosphere instantly became tense, and the senior brother took out a piece of tile from the eaves and crushed it, holding it in his hand and preparing to attack. Yi Chen snorted, only to feel a numb shoulder, and when he looked at it, he was already bruised. Stroke your clothes and pull out a short sword from behind your waist by the way. Luo Xin jumped off the eaves and looked at the two of them at a loss.

"What's wrong with you, drinking and getting into trouble?" Luo Xin said, his hand was already on the hilt of the sword, and he silently pulled out half of the dark red sword body.

Yi Chen and Yi Zhen didn't speak, the swordsman in front of him was very angry, and it seemed that he was a person who was used to walking the rivers and lakes. The shopkeeper was holding a dirty rag of unknown color and smearing the shiny table over and over again, and no emotion could be seen on his face, as if it were not his shop.

The bamboo man took a step forward, stretched out his hand to untie the cloak he was wearing, and pulled out the purple sheath dragon pattern sword, holding the sword sideways, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Yi Chen, trembling slightly. At this time, Yi Chen realized that he was still carrying several swords behind him, each of which was a rare weapon, which was secretly amazing.

The senior brother hurriedly said: "Yi Chen, look at this person, the sword is not stable, hahahaha, are you going to laugh at me before the fight starts?" As he spoke, a handful of rubble shot out in his hand, the angle was tricky and vicious, and he specialized in hitting important acupuncture points, but the strength was not very heavy. The Bamboo Warrior struck out like lightning, shattering all the rubble and blasting a few clouds of dust in the air.

"Not bad. The bamboo hat guest spoke, not knowing whether he was happy or angry. Yi Chen heard a strong voice, although his speech speed was fast but his breath was stable, he should be a master of the house. A fine and dense cold sweat broke out on Yi Chen's forehead, and his fingers swipped the short sword to draw a sword arc, exuding an invisible coldness.

The bamboo hat guest walked a few steps quickly, and with a toe kick, the person was already in mid-air, and he was ready to fall down with Yi Chen. Yi Chen's left hand shook out the seal iron leaf folding fan from his sleeve to meet it, and the short sword in his right hand was lifted upward;

He took out a few hairpins between his sleeves and threw the long crimson copper sticks, turned his body, and threw them with his backhand. The bamboo hatter had several copper sticks in his body in the air, and he couldn't support his body at the moment, so he knelt down on one knee and stepped back a few feet, and the long sword in his hand made deep sword marks on the ground.

A gust of wind passed through the hall, and the reed art entered with the wind, "Don't hurt people, a dust, a piece of dust, if others don't want to do it, don't take people's love." ”

Yi Chen's belly: I came to be a good person after the fight, where did you watch the play when the fight was over. Turning his head to look at the senior brother, he found that the senior brother also had the same expression.

"There are many offenses in the right talents, and your Excellency should not take it to heart. Reed Shu stepped forward and patted the bamboo hat on the shoulder, and several crimson sticks flew out with dirty blood, and the bleeding stopped instantly. "If you don't mind, I'll invite you to have a drink. ”

The takekhatsu stood up, turned around and walked out.

He was anxious, "You stop!" Yi Chen grabbed the senior brother, "Let him go." ”

The takekhata stopped at the door, put his sword back in its sheath, threw it back, and squeezed into the bustling crowd without looking back.

Mo Li walked to the store at some point, picked up the sword and took a closer look. "Tut-tut, if I'm not mistaken, this person should be Ghost Sword, a person from three hundred years ago. ”

"According to what you mean, then we arrived in the Qi Kingdom three hundred years ago?"

"That's right, that's it, kid, take the sword. As he spoke, he threw the sword to Yi Chen. Yi Chen took the sword, pulled it out and stroked it twice, and threw a grateful look at Mo Li.

"Hey, hey, I'm involved too. "Senior brother is unhappy, why is there Yichen, there is no part of him. Yi Chen didn't bother to pay attention to him, and walked into the middle courtyard to practice swords.

"I see him pleasing to the eye. Mo Li dispelled all the thoughts of the senior brother with a cold look from under the hat, lowered his head and began to count his copper sticks obediently.

Luo Xin jumped to the eaves and continued to eat jujube cakes, Yi Chen said to the senior brother while dancing the sword: "Senior brother, in fact, when I was in the floating peak, I already knew that Luo Xin would be happier than you. ”

Cleaning the copper skewers in the basin, sullen and unhappy. "Why? Yi Chen stopped and deliberately said loudly: "Do you think that foodie is not as happy as the second goods?" Before the words fell, half a piece of jujube cake smashed into Yi Chen's face.

"Yichen, you are going to die!" Luo Xin shouted as he stood on the eaves.

"Luo Luo, you can eat less, I guess you won't be able to get married in the future. He said with a wink. In the matter of scaring the senior sister, Yi Chen and the senior brother will always be on the same front.

Yi Chen smiled and exchanged glances with the chopstick, the chopstick smiled slightly, and the sleeve robe was suddenly pulled into his face, "It's not big or small, who are the second goods!"

Another piece of jujube cake smashed on the head of the chopstick, "You are going to die too!"

Mo Li and Wei Shu sat at the table and drank each other, watching the three out of stock messing around in the middle courtyard.

"This group of kids you're bringing with you is so noisy. Mo left his mouth and teased.

"Maybe they're noisy, but they're the purest cultivators I've ever seen. The reed took a piece of drunken lotus root and put it in his mouth.

"Xiaoshu, I haven't seen you for so long, and you have indeed improved a lot. ”

"It's all my sister's teaching. ”

"Snort, it's become more flamboyant, isn't the skin itching again?" Mo Li smiled imperceptibly, like a flash in the pan, like a gentle breeze, fleeting.

"But you haven't thought of a way to get out, Xiaoshu?"

"As a disciple of the White Emperor, sister, you should also know that there is no other way than to transform into a fan. Reed buried his head and took a sip of wine.