In the broken temple at night, Ah Da put the peach blossom beauty who had already been unconscious on the bed, turned around and walked out of the hall to carefully look at the slender iron sword in his hand by the moonlight.

This sword comes from the sword house, is the only one in the world with the dark iron outside the sky, known as the hardest weapon in the world, the sword is five feet long and three, weighs one hundred and eighty-seven pounds, the sword body faintly reveals the dark red red flame texture in the moonlight reflection flashed away, the iron sword has a spirit, choose the master and live.

The young man's eyes were full of heat, and his hands repeatedly stroked the blade of the sword, smirking twice from time to time.

After Xiao Er saw the neatly placed bowls and basins after cleaning, he came to the old man's bedside, and after seeing his even breathing and slight snoring, he put down a slightly hanging one. Turned his head to look at San'er, whose little face was flushed and spit mosquitoes, smiled slightly, raised his hand and flicked his forehead to break his head, and then turned around and left.

A bonfire was skillfully lit in the dawn, and the foot-high flames exuded a thick warmth to drive away the autumn cold at night.

Xiao Er laughed teasingly: "What about touching it? ”

Ah Da didn't refute when he heard this, and with a slight lift of his hands, the Xuantie sword was thrown towards Xiao Er. The heavy and unusually heavy sword smashed directly into the arms of the young man sitting on the ground, and Xiao Er instantly raised his back and turned his feet into the sky, which was very funny.

After a while, Xiao Er returned the heavy sword with great difficulty after looking at it, raised his hands to bake the fire, and said leisurely: "Although this Xuantie Greatsword is famous all over the world, this weight is too difficult for people, that is, you can only use it with such strength, and it still needs the test of the old brother, and the approval of the Xuantie Greatsword, each of which is indispensable." Otherwise, the iron sword is a single pass, now it's clear. ”

Ah Da, who was beside him, picked up a branch and stirred the bonfire in front of him, and was silent for a moment: "How are you doing over there?"

Xiao Er withdrew his warm hands that were roasted, narrowed his smiling eyes and said, "I, aren't you still at ease?"

Ah Da smiled bitterly and shook his head.

The four children have relied on each other for many years, and they have already formed a tacit understanding, for example, when fighting, Xiaoer was in charge of planning, San'er and Ji'er were making up the knife on the side, and Ah Da slaughtered the dragon.

Fighting, perhaps it can be called desperate, the boy knows that he has to win every time, and there can be no mistakes. Just because he was bullied by a few ruffians at one time, Xiao Er's negligence made Ah almost lame after being slashed on the thigh, which made the young man feel very guilty and sad. After that, the boy was more cautious, and he didn't dare to make any mistakes. Because the young man knew that he was left with a few of their relatives in this world.

Xiao Er thought about it and said: "The big shopkeeper likes me very much, and besides, with the face of my old brother, I can officially join the Drunken Immortal Building after the New Year." ”

Ah Da nodded lightly and asked again, "What about San'er?"

Xiao Er replied: "San'er, haha, your cheap master has an old relationship with the vice president of the academy, and he will go to the academy to study when he is older in the future." ”

Ah Da asked with a little confusion, "Do you really want him to go to the academy?"

Xiao Er sighed and said: "It is said that the academy is full of righteousness, I want San'er to enter it, I don't want him to be famous in history or high-ranking officials to sit in the future, I just want him to fade away from this anger." ”

When Ah Da heard this, he spread his hands and said helplessly: "This little gentleman will babble one night out of three nights, and it is really feasible to kill seven and kill eight?"

Xiao Er looked at Ah Da and pouted and smiled: "Is it feasible?, why don't you send him to the monk temple, do you think this is feasible?"

Ah Da had no choice but to shake his head helplessly, and continued to pick up his beloved Xuantie Sword to take a closer look, and said leisurely: "People like us have long had no choice, so why should you?"

Xiao Er frowned lightly and said: "What is the choice? You and I have long gone, but San'er can have it, in the past, you and I and Ji'er thought who had been around him when he was so old? But now he has you and me, the people he wants to kill are less than three years or more than five years, after finding it, it doesn't matter if you and I do it, or he does it himself, just kill it." At this point, he can live like an ordinary person without distractions. ”

Hearing this, Ah Da thought about it, and held the Xuantie sword in front of him and slashed the flames a few times: "Okay, kill it." ”

Xiao Er stood up and looked at the cold waning moon in the air and said: "In the past, I could always hear those fortune tellers on the street saying 'one life is two, two is three, and three is everything', but I don't understand the truth, but recently I seem to have figured it out." ”

Ah Da stood up and walked to Xiao Er's side with his sword on his shoulder, and said softly: "Don't worry, once you have it, will the second and third be far away." ”

The white-haired old man sleeping in the ruined temple frowned slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

The autumn wind in the middle of the night suddenly became stronger, and the flames of the bonfire swayed for a while, but after the autumn wind, the scorching flames burned more violently, as if to illuminate the whole cold night sky.

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In the underground secret room at the back of the Drunken Immortal Building, the big shopkeeper sat in front of the desk, gently put down the handwriting on the parchment in front of him carefully by Zihao in his hand, and when he saw that there was no mistake, he picked up the seal on the table and stamped it.

I saw that it was written:

Name, Ah Da (orphan).

Age, sixteen.

Introverted and decisive.

The iron sword of the world is inherited in one line (martial arts, strong heart, will become a great weapon).

Weaknesses, Xiaoer (orphan), Lin Luo (abandoned son), Ji'er (orphan).

Fifty-first year of Daxi, September 28.

When the ink is completely dry, he gently rolls it up and ties it tightly with a velvet rope and puts it into the dark compartment marked with the word kendo behind him.

Do all this, take out the gilded cigarette stick that is more than two feet long, swallow the clouds and spit out the fog.

After a moment, a bag of cigarettes picked up a jade plaque from a drawer. Thinking of the clever young man in his mind, he picked up the engraving pen and wanted to carve his name, but suddenly stopped and said to himself: "This name is not good, let's take a big name and enter it in the future." With that, he put the jade plaque back in its place.

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In a chaotic shop in Yong'an City, the proprietress said while counting the silver coins that had been sorted out this day: "What are you doing outside? ”

"Did you hear that dead girl?"

Seeing that there was no response, the proprietress walked out and stood at the door, looked at the girl in the middle of the autumn with her hands on her hips, and said: "Lose money, lose money, I haven't seen you for two days, and I came out to greet you." ”

"I want to think about how many young talents were under your mother and my skirt back then......"

The girl couldn't bear the chatter, turned around and replied: "Don't be back then, back then, you have picked the dough now, and we will be crowded in this little shop tomorrow." ”

When the proprietress heard this, she instantly appeared in front of the girl and covered her mouth, grabbed the girl's ears and dragged her to the store.

The girl knew that she had made a mistake, and hurriedly begged for mercy: "I was wrong, mother, you are the first beauty in the world, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts..."

The proprietress diverged her qi and sensed that no one was around, so she let go, and when she heard "the first beauty in the world", she was content.