In Yu Yinghao's field of vision, a woman in a lotus dress strolled out, her expression was indifferent but it did not make people feel the slightest arrogance, it seemed that she should have looked at everything in this world so indifferently, moved the lotus step lightly, did not land, the rich aura in the air gathered, turned into lotus flowers held at her feet, stepped over, and the aura lotus flowers dispersed.

The red dust is swaying, and the lotus is born step by step.

Yu Yinghao was just in a trance, the figure had disappeared in front of him suddenly, and then looked back, the restaurant flag was waving, the beauty below was sitting, the maid was holding the sword on the left, the young man was holding his arms behind his head, and his face was full of laziness on the right side, and the girl was just sitting indifferently, with slender hands, cooking tea gently, every move was not in line with nature, and people had a comfortable sense of beauty, but the back made people feel at peace, it seemed that they only wanted to live their lives, and it was enough to look at this back.

Beauty is always only in the bones, not in the skin, and the white-haired and flower-wearing monarch is not smiling, and the years never defeat the beauty.

Crash~

A touch of intoxication flashed in Yu Yinghao's eyes, and at this moment there was a soft sound, but it sounded in his ears like thunder, making his body tremble suddenly, his pupils contracted suddenly, and then a fine cold sweat oozed from his forehead. found that the diners around him were still staring at the girl's back, but the old shopkeeper who had been lying lazily on the table raised his head and glanced at him, and his goosebump-like palm gently pulled the abacus in his hand, making a soft noise.

The corners of his mouth grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth.

"Good, little one."

"That's good."

A vague voice with a drunken intent came from the side, and the sound was so close that it sounded almost from behind, causing Yu Yinghao's back to have a layer of white sweat, and he looked back stiffly, only to see a sloppy but extremely tall old man lazily leaning on the table, carrying a delicate black wine jar in one hand, and when he looked back, he picked it up and poured a big sip into his mouth, looking like an ordinary drunk old man, but what frightened Yu Yinghao in his heart was that there was no one here just now!

When did he come?

Thinking like this in his heart, one palm was already on his shoulder, and his cultivation seemed to be completely stagnant, and he involuntarily sat down like this, and an arm climbed on his shoulder very affectionately, and before he could resist, a smell of wine hit fiercely, and the old man laughed with a vague voice:

"Come on, come on, little one, sit down, there's a good show to see here!"

"Fun?"

Yu Yinghao's expression froze slightly, and the old man on the side leaned his neck and poured a sip of wine violently, laughing and said, "Absolutely good!" That fierce and powerful momentum can be seen clearly even from a hundred miles away! ”

"Ah, here we are!"

Trample!

Stepping on the bluestone floor, I don't know when it rained lightly outside, the soles of the shoes stepped on the bluestone slabs with a layer of water, the sound was quiet and subtle, far away, the residents of the town accelerated their pace and walked towards their homes, among the people, only Chu Lie walked alone against the trend, the five fingers of his right hand opened at will, the pale golden alchemy array flashed, the fine light chips dispersed, a cyan umbrella appeared in his hand, the palm of his hand shook, and the green umbrella was opened.

The rain is getting more and more urgent, like smoke and fog shrouded this thousand-year-old town, only Chu Lie is left alone on the street, the immortal sword robe is sharp and noble, the footsteps are quiet, not in a hurry, holding this green umbrella in his left hand, the fine raindrops hit the umbrella surface, dripping, densely like a sympathetic person whispering softly in his ear, his right hand behind him, obliquely clasping a sheathed long sword, in this rain, the hem of the sword robe moved lightly, even if it is indifferent like Chu Lie, there is a little more free posture.

No need for directions.

The air machine that rises to the sky in the perception is where the opponent is, step by step, like a handsome scholar pacing in the rain of poetry, the footsteps echo in the ancient town, inexplicably quiet, but there is an extremely depressing atmosphere in the quiet, where he walked, there was no sound after the sound of the rain, the silence and the sound of the rain were perfectly blended, but that momentum made Yu Yinghao's heart more and more irritable and fearful.

And in front of her, the cold girl is still unhurried to cook tea with her hands, her demeanor is peaceful, like a simple and elegant green lotus slowly blooming, inexplicably there is an illusion that time has passed but does not know, stepping past the spring, drunk and old, I don't know that the world is barren, but in an instant, it is still this girl cooking tea in the rain, a cup of tea, it seems to have drunk the wind and moon in this world.

Anya, depressed.

The two diametrically opposed but equally strong enough to affect the heaven and earth of the square circle were reflected in Yu Yinghao's eyes, making his face more and more pale, and his eyes were full of shock, this was the first time he had seen this kind of spirit in his peers that was not inferior to the strong man of the previous generation, and his mind was lost, but at this moment, a palm was heavily placed on his shoulder, making his eyes cloudy, and the old man's teasing voice with alcohol sounded in his ears:

"Yo yo yo, little guy, this hasn't started yet, why is it like this?"

"Wuhou's 'plan for the world' mentality, why did you get to you and have nothing left? Well? Little Marquis? ”

"...... you?!"

Yu Yinghao's face changed, and he wanted to struggle as soon as his body moved, but the palm of his hand was pressed heavily on his shoulder like a mountain, making him unable to move, and the old man's voice became subtle, just ringing in his ears:

"Being able to get rid of the guards arranged by your father is enough to see your scheming and power change, but unfortunately, old fox, bah, bah, what, Jiang is still old and spicy, and your behavior is only in your father's calculations, whether it is you escaping into the six doors, or taking this capture task, or even the whereabouts of this 'Yuejian Tiger', they are all guided by your father at will, in order to let you appear next to Baihua'er."

"With an identity like Xiao Baihua, there may be nothing around him, but there will definitely be no shortage of fighting."

"You have never liked to learn martial arts, your cultivation is not high, and you only rely on strategy to take advantage of the situation to show your power in the forbidden city, and your heart is uncertain, your father is going to hit you and sharpen your temperament."

The old man's voice paused, and then became solemn, "Don't underestimate the heroes of the world!" ”

"This ...... The younger generation understands ......"

Yu Yinghao smiled bitterly, a look of frustration appeared on his face, but at this moment, the old man poured another sip of wine, and said with a smile: "Don't be uncomfortable, I think when your father was young, the best luck of the person who was calculated by him was to lose to the extent of being underpants, most of them were lying straight in the coffin, you should be happy, haha, besides, that young man, you were born in six doors back then!" ”

Yu Yinghao's expression changed, he raised his eyes to look at the young man, the quiet footsteps had stopped, Chu Lie shook his hand, the green umbrella turned into a streamer and disappeared, the rain fell like weaving, but not a drop could enter within three feet, all of them were burned by the scorching invisible flames, and the delicate and cold appearance was reflected in Yu Yinghao's eyes, which made his pupils shrink suddenly, and he whispered in his heart.

It's him!

So...... That thing may be something to rely on one or two.

And when he whispered in his heart, Chu Lie's right wrist flipped over, the long sword was horizontally in front, and his thumb was only slightly raised, accompanied by Qing Yue's low groan, the scabbard slowly slipped down, revealing an inch of silver blade, and his voice was indifferent, and it was no longer the previous free, as if it was a sharp sword out of the palm of his hand, with a sharp edge that pierced his eyes.

"Yi Jian listens to the Yu Pavilion, Chu Lie."

The movements of the girl on the opposite side also stopped, her hands were lightly suspended, the tea soup was clear and translucent, and the fragrance was like an orchid, she glanced at Chu Lie, got up, and with a flick of her palm, the white jade teacup full of tea flew towards Chu Lie, like a long sword that suddenly stabbed out, hidden in the moonless night, murderous and awe-inspiring, but the voice was crisp and safe, forming a strong contrast.

"Let's drink tea."

Chu Lie's expression remained unchanged, the sword in his right hand swept at will, the cyan sword qi floated silently, a little that teacup, the teacup did not change, but a tea soup jumped out and was introduced into the throat, and the white jade teacup also rotated and returned at a faster speed, like a heavy sword slashing, the spirit was majestic, and the sound of breaking the sky made Yu Yinghao's scalp numb, and at this time, the sound of Zhengran suddenly exploded, and a silver sword light flashed like thunder, and the exquisite teacup was cut from the middle in the blink of an eye, and the clear tea soup was scattered on the blade, and the warmth was a bit cold.

Buzz!

Just when the tea soup was about to be scattered, the long sword suddenly groaned, and the entangled energy was like green silk entwining the tea soup, the sword blade tilted slightly, and the warm tea slid down the spine of the sword, and the blade was as cold as the moon, but the girl holding the sword seemed to be more eye-catching than the bright moon.

One foot on the ground, the body is lazy and leans back, only a slight mouth, the clear tea soup is not scattered, all of them are drunk by the girl, the white face is gradually flushed with a little pink, and a pair of eyes are like jewels shining brightly.

After drinking, he waved his hand, and he groaned softly, and his white right hand tapped the long sword lightly, and he was behind him, his black hair was like a waterfall, and he was loosely tied on his left shoulder, but the seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl smiled slightly at Chu Lie, but it was already bright and beautiful.

"Valley of Hundred Flowers, Nangong Night."

"Please advise."

Crash!

The rain is getting more and more urgent, in the hazy smoke and rain, a domineering and cold sword light is almost at the same time, slashing against the trend, the sword blades are fighting, after a breath of silence, the sound of the long sword that wants to pierce the sky erupts, Yu Yinghao's waist with a sword in his shocked roar jumped out of the scabbard, and in the loud noise, Chu Lie and Nangong Ye were the center, the rain and mist flew out, sweeping left and right, and the radius of 100 meters was like returning to the clear, without a trace of rain, and 100 meters away, the rain fell like a waterfall, and the way of heaven naturally changed because of a sword, Yu Yinghao's pupils contracted suddenly.

This kind of cultivation ...... Sure enough, the human body's medicine!

Equivalent to an ordinary sect elder!

There was a bright light in the eyes of Chu Lie and Nangong Ye, and the next moment, two sword lights roared up, and the qi of yin and yang emerged, and someone held a sword in all directions; Hundreds of flowers are falling, colorful butterflies are flying, and under the long sword breaking through the air, it seems that someone is high-five and singing.

The old shopkeeper who was lying on the wooden table raised his eyes at some point, looking at the two sword lights crisscrossing the sky, and there was no longer the previous obscenity and laziness on his face, only as hard as a mountain rock, his eyes moved, and he murmured in a low voice.

"The afterlife is terrible......"

"Chu Lie, Chu Qinglie...... Running thousands of miles in one day, defeating all the disciples of the mountain, playing the sword and listening to the most outstanding heirs of the rain pavilion in the past three hundred years. ”

"Is your peerless divine sword finally going to enter the world?"

PS: Today's first update, the situation should be spread out, hehe, everyone should see it.

Then I used a new way of writing, and it should be more comfortable to look at it slowly, I don't know if you like it or not, and if you don't like it, I'll change it.