The angry tide slapped the shore ten times in a row, and slowly attacked.

Chen Yuzhi has no thoughts except for scolding his mother, and he said that there will be times when the wind and waves will break, is it that the ancients are not right, or are the waves not included in it?

The person on the top of the cliff stroked the qin had a posture of advancing and retreating with himself, which made the green shirt in a dilemma, he wanted to slip away, but the beautiful woman intended to help, and he couldn't refute people's faces, right?

The two big fish have already been dropped, Fang Zhijian lifted the Gudian knife again, and wanted to step forward to help Qingshan, this is not just for Chen Yuzhi, the small building is not far behind him, if he can't resist this weird wave, wouldn't he have to sleep in the open, I think it took a lot of effort to cast this three-story small building, and I have finished my savings for many years...... Who knew that Li Xiyang stretched out his hand and grabbed Fang Zhijian, and said: "He has already ignited his fighting spirit, and it is not good for us to intervene at this time." ”

"Brother Li, this angry wave is not a joke!"

Xiao Zamao looked at the young man's tall back and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I know this guy Chen Yuzhi, once you make up your mind to do something, it will definitely not disappoint! ”

Chen Yuzhi clenched the hilt of the sword, not knowing how to deal with it, although the sword intent of Wufeng was sharp, but he was not hot enough, he would definitely not be able to break these dozens of monstrous waves, and at the moment, in addition to the talisman, there was only a small amount of Xifeng wine left, but it was unknown whether this wine was useful or not...... Xiao Zamao said chiseled words behind him, saying that he was omnipotent, and his powerlessness and unwillingness echoed in the young man's heart......

"The more wine you have, the more you don't want to drink, and the fish of the sea are not fat. ”

Tsing shirt shook the black sword, that day in Yangzhou close-up book Shengxing book volume, he realized from it that the book runs through the way of swordsmanship, with the name of "Manjianghong", in Guangling County outside the performance once, always feel that some artistic conception is missing, Rao is how he tried his best, can not show the essence of the penmanship, between the pen can be seen God, gas, bone, flesh, blood, the five melt into the hook, mention, skimming, When he was in Yangming School, Chen Yuzhi's penmanship can be regarded as the best in the three halls, and there is a small family style between the lines. Today, Tsing Yi seems to have some enlightenment, perhaps because of the superb skills of the piano rhythm, and she has the interest in lifting the pen under her autumn wind words, but what if there is no pen in her hand at this time?

The corners of Chen Yuzhi's mouth rose, and he said: "I'm not that white scholar, even if I give me a wolf, it's useless, I can write it with a sword!"

Tsing Yi raised his arm and lifted his sword, raised his head and closed his eyes, listening to the words of the autumn wind attentively, completely ignoring the huge waves coming from the face, the woman on the top of the cliff smiled indifferently, and plucked the strings with that special light percussion technique. On the top of the cliff, the sound of the piano is no longer sharp, but the soft voice helps the young man to raise his momentum to the peak of the Nine Rank Realm, the warmth is refreshing, and the only trace of worry left in Chen Yuzhi's heart was quietly erased, and he opened his eyes suddenly.

The first surging wave had reached the tip of the sword, and the young man flipped the black sword like a pen, and the huge wave broke from the tip of the black sword and dispersed towards both sides of the sea level. The green shirt did not move like a mountain, only swinging his arms and wrists, and wrote a scroll full of Jiang Hong's waves.

Each cross can break a wave, five crosses after the turn to attack for defense, in one go under the book full of romance, "Chaotianque" after the three words put down the pen to collect the sword, the black sword into the snow-white scabbard, the young man turned around to the top of the cliff to give a deep salute, and then straightened his spine. In an instant, the fish jumped out of the sea, and before the last five monstrous waves reached the shore, they exploded in the sea, and the aftermath shook the ground in eighteen chains......

In the pavilion, the old beggar seemed to have calculated the time, and got up suddenly, and at the same time, the chessboard split into two halves, eighteen chess pieces were scattered in the pavilion, and Yu Hang sat on the ground with a buttocks, as if he had survived the catastrophe.

Lu Ziyi didn't seem to be smiling, and he didn't say much to the old beggar, he stood up and walked out, glanced at Yu Hang when he left, and said, "It's a good sword." ”

The fat man pondered the iron sword he had gotten from the blacksmith's shop, and muttered, "No...... Did you find a treasure yourself?"

The power in the sea gradually dissipated, the woman in the white dress left the top of the cliff, and the eighteen helmsmen were all observing in the dark, Fang Zhiqian came from nowhere, scolded and walked in front of everyone, and said: "What kind of sword are you? Lao Tzu has never seen it, come quickly!"

"Master, these two are my friends, can you restrain the landlord's temper?"

Fang Zhiqian threw the little devil to the ground with a violent shudder, and said: "Stinky boy, do you still have the face to teach Lao Tzu a lesson? Look at the gap between yourself and your two friends! People who don't know think that our Fang Zhiqian has accepted a fool as an apprentice!"

The little devil didn't dare to talk back, so he had to learn from the angry little daughter-in-law, swallow her anger and keep her mouth shut.

Chen Yuzhi smiled, sure enough, the old saying "the wicked still need the wicked to grind" is not false at all......

"Senior, this is the swordsmanship I learned in calligraphy, which makes you smile. ”

Fang Zhiqian nodded, as if he had listened to his apprentice's words, he restrained a lot, and said with a smile: "Time flies, a hundred years are in a hurry, there will be a place for you in the rivers and lakes in the future!"

"The seniors praised it falsely, it's better to look at the road under your feet step by step, who knows what will happen in the future......"

Fang Zhiqian almost scolded when he heard it, but he wanted to praise the young man a few more words, he pretended to be a senior master, kicked the little devil's ass fiercely, and said: "Stinky boy, learn something from Lao Tzu! There is a little girl who wants to find the bad luck of the eighteen chain docks, I have to go to the meeting for a while!"

The little devil didn't dare to say much, he still looked aggrieved, reached out and rubbed his buttocks, and didn't dare to get up from the ground, for fear of making a bad mess again. The young man in the green shirt was shocked when he heard this, no matter how superb Rao is Qin Hui's piano skills, it is impossible for Fang Zhiqian to be the opponent, the eleventh in the world is not a joke, he immediately sneered and said: "Senior, that girl and I are old acquaintances, I hope you can show mercy to your subordinates, and teach her a lesson so far, you can ......"

Chen Yuzhi is humble and polite, and there is an old saying of "reach out and don't hit the smiling person", Fang Zhiqian said: "Don't worry, Lao Tzu will not bully a little girl, just drive him away, if you rush, drink a drink together at night!"

"That kid is waiting for his seniors!"

Seeing the master leap to the top of the cliff in one step, Fang Zhijian got up from the ground and said with a wry smile: "Do you know what it means to be disrespectful to the elderly?"

Chen Yuzhi and Li Xiyang laughed heartily, Fang Zhijian didn't care, but laughed together, and the laughter passed through the clouds and through the sunset...... It is rare to see a few times in life, and three or five albatross hovered in the air, witnessing the next scene on this night.

An old Confucian once said that only the weak like to live in groups, so there are many sentient beings. Some people compare the eagle and the tiger in the sky, who are alone in the mountains and high in the sky, so people are the same, when they are above the dome, they will inevitably only be alone. The young man in the green shirt did not agree, he liked freedom, but he was afraid of loneliness, it was better to be accompanied by someone than to blow the cold wind alone, if the dome was less fireworks, it was better to be among the living beings, taste the ups and downs, joy, anger and sorrow, and know what the rivers and lakes are.