Wan Shu gently bit the pink headband that tied her hair with her lips, and the long headband fluttered in the air.

She lifted her shoulder-length hair on the side of her head, looked at her delicate face in the mirror, and gently pinned the colorful butterfly that Hua Fei had bought for her to her sideburns.

Grabbing the green silk with one hand, and pulling out the pink hairband in her mouth with the other hand, she quickly tied a delicate bow, and then smiled at herself in the mirror, a sense of accomplishment surged into her heart, sweet like candy.

Then, Wan Shu looked at herself in the mirror again and again, her slender willow eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her face showed a hint of solemnity. Always feel like something is missing?

Wan Shu glanced at the delicate box on the dresser, and smiled to himself: "There is!" ”

This is the first time she has applied rouge.

The trembling fingers pinched a touch of red, and directly applied the rouge to his lips.

Then, she looked carefully at the more delicate and beautiful face in the mirror, but her face couldn't help but be slightly annoyed, and then she felt a little funny.

These lips were simply painted into a bloody mouth by her!

Wiping off the heavy rouge on her lips, she put the rouge on again.

The snow-white slender fingers were stained with red rouge, and then lightly touched the red lips.

Smack.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Wan Shu, who was very satisfied, finally showed a bright smile like a flower.

She smiled profusely, her long pink headband fluttering in the air with her smiling head.

It's still a little bit unsatisfactory.

Wan Shu wanted to make the rouge more refined.

Knock knock knock.

There was a wild knock on the door, and the frightened Wan Shu almost made up the makeup that had taken a lot of effort to get it right.

She suddenly lost her temper and exclaimed, "Who! ”

"Miss, it's me, my subordinates have something to report!"

Wan Shu approached the door, grabbed the door and pumped it back, with a loud 'bang', almost not lifting the door panel.

The door was not broken, but the black-clothed men who were half-kneeling at the door were frightened.

"What's the matter?"

Wan Shu's cold gaze was fixed on her subordinates, and her cold tone filled the air.

The black-clothed subordinate who was kneeling on the ground paused, "Miss, go back to White Dragon City quickly!" ”

Dare to disturb her just because of this? There seems to be no need to leave this pile of useless waste behind.

"Why?" Wan Shu's tone became even colder.

"Lord Shangguan died last night!"

The man in black waved his hands and lowered his head, he never dared to look at the innocent and lovely girl in front of him.

"What?"

Wan Shu's delicate and beautiful face showed a solemn look again, accompanied by a burst of surprise.

Who exactly is it? How dare you do it to the powerful Shangguan family?

Then, Wan Shu hurriedly went to the Pingyu Inn in Ping'an Lane, the door of the inn was not opened, she knocked for a while, and the old man in the store came out.

Wan Shu found that Hua gradually flew away from the inn, so he hurriedly left Xiliu City.

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In fact, the so-called 'one city' in the Tianyuan Continent is equivalent to the 'one country' during the chaotic period, a small city-state, and a small candidate country, but later with the changes of the times, coupled with the need for the unification of imperial power, the huge territory was divided into 'cities'.

Of course, these are all old things from a thousand years ago.

"As long as I get that sword, I guess I can walk sideways in Cangzhou!"

"That sword will definitely not choose mediocre and incompetent people!"

"Funny, just like you, you deserve it?"

The grand event of the Xichuan Hanging Sword Forest is about to start, and the Jianghu guests in Xiliu City have poured out of the west of the city, heading towards the Hanging Sword Forest, the avenue is very lively, and many people have not yet arrived at the Hanging Sword Forest, and many disputes have begun.

This matter is spreading more and more in the rivers and lakes, and the slightly powerful sects in the vicinity have sent monks, and some characters from other states have also gathered here, even the heir of the killing Dao, Qu Hongnian, has also come, as well as the old monster of Xuanshuimen, and the head of the Zhang family in Xiliu City, etc., and some people have heard that even the eldest lady of the Xie family, who is incomparably beautiful but has an extremely irritable temper in Huazhou, is also here!

In fact, few of the cultivators who came along the way planned to participate in the sword grabbing, and with their strength and qualifications, they only got beaten when they entered the Hanging Sword Forest, and they enthusiastically went to the Hanging Sword Forest just to see the excitement.

Xichuan Hanging Sword Forest is mixed among all kinds of trees, there are old trees, there are fragrant flower trees, and dead trees with sparse leaves, the most eye-catching is a dragon locust tree in the center, which is more than three times higher than other trees, the branches are strong, the branches are luxuriant, like a giant umbrella that supports the sky.

Most of the sword fetuses in the forest are hanging among the trees, just like the fruit on the branches, and some are inserted in the trunk of the tree, but there are not many swords that fall to the ground, and there are countless swords in the eyes.

There are also many broken swords and broken swords that seem to be thrown on the ground at will, but if you look closely, the form of placement is faintly a little regular.

At this time, Hua Feifei stood in front of a tree with a sword, and a sword from his waist was hanging from the sword, looking like a hanger.

I saw his left hand sparsely pressing the scabbard, his right hand and forehead looking at the sword of the forest, and let out a series of exclamations, like a hairy boy who has just entered the rivers and lakes and has never seen the world.

Hua Weifei arrived early in the morning in the carriage of the City Lord's Mansion, and he was accompanied by Zhao Jin and Fu Dashui, as for the Xiliu City Guards, they had already gone out to manage the order.

"How? This Hanging Sword Forest is unique, and there is nowhere else! Only our fine willow city has this kind of heritage! ”

Zhao Jin patted his chest and said with pride on his face.

"These are all Nangong old man's alone, what does it have to do with you, son?"

The scholar Fu Dashui raised his hand and spoke.

Immediately, Zhao Jin twisted his ears and scolded: "My son gave you good food and good clothes, and you still came to fold your son's table?" ”

Fu Dashui, who was dressed in brocade and jade robes, hurriedly pressed Zhao Jin's hand, "It hurts, it hurts!" Childe tap! ”

Zhao Jin shook his hand and said, "I really raised you for nothing!" ”

The sword weapon of Man Linzi shook Hua Feifei's heart, his eyes lit up, and he asked excitedly: "How many swords do you have to have!" ”

Zhao Jin sighed and said, "Most of them are broken swords, and there are not many swords that can be used, otherwise I would have asked the old man Nangong for a few swords to play with!" ”

"It's a lie again! Childe is realm strength has not arrived, so he can't afford to hold those swords! ”

Fu Dashui dismantled the stage again.

"You, you, you! Come here! ”

Zhao Jin shouted angrily.

"Originally, Old Man Nangong gave you so many opportunities, but you didn't succeed once." Fu Dashui hid far away.

Hua Weifei also heard Old Man Fan say that if the sword weapon in the Hanging Sword Forest fell to the ground, it meant that the sword fetus had been completed, and he could take out the sword to recognize the master.

The famous swords that have been refined in this way are usually spiritual, which means that the sword will choose its owner!

And there is a rule in the Xichuan Hanging Sword Forest, that is, those who come cannot take the unfinished sword.

It's not that the Nangong Sword is the main supporter and sets such a dead rule that is not successful, but that the unfinished sword is not very powerful, and even if it is taken away, it is just an ordinary sword that cannot be handled, and it can only be seen, not played.

As Old Man Fan said before, the method of the Hanging Sword Forest is to raise the sword with a sword, and by collecting the residual sword, the remaining sword qi between the residual swords breeds sword qi with each other, so that the original damaged residual sword can be repaired, and the broken sword becomes a sharp sword, and it is not an exaggeration to become a better quality sword.

"Good! This son is going to recognize a sword! So your dog's eyes take a closer look! ”

Then Zhao Jin shouted: "Brother Xu! Come out and pick me up! ”

Soon after, the breeze eased in the woods.

A young man in a dark robe walked out slowly, his long black hair was scattered behind him, and he had a calm and steady demeanor of a master of the rivers and lakes.

Seeing a few people from the City Lord's Mansion in front of Lin, the young man in Xuanyi showed a calm and elegant smile, "Xiao Zhao, you're here." ”

"Brother Xu is good!"

Fu Dashui also rarely put on a very cautious expression, and then bowed.

"Who is this?" The young man in Xuanyi looked at the snow-white flower with snow-white hair and asked.

"Oh, this is a guest of the City Lord's Mansion, called Hua Graffing, this time I was entrusted by someone to come with us, and I also want to see the old man of Nangong!" Zhao Jin waved his hand and introduced.

Then Zhao Jin turned around and pressed the flower and said, "This is Brother Xu Jiansheng!" He is the person recognized by the old man Nangong! ”

Hua gradually flew slightly, and said politely: "Brother Xu is good!" ”

Xu Jiansheng just smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Several people followed Xu Jiansheng into the dense forest behind the Hanging Sword Forest, where was the center of the Sword Forest, and where the sword qi was the heaviest.

Hua Feifei looked at the trees with swords hanging on both sides of the road, and asked suspiciously, "There are so many swords here, is it not that no one covets them?" ”

"After so many years, no one has ever dared to come here to make a mistake! The strength of the old man Nangong is unfathomable, which is the most important reason! ”

Zhao Jin waved his hand and continued: "There is another reason, that is, the person who took the sword has some respect for this place in his heart, just imagine, who dares to challenge so many sword masters?" ”

Hua gradually flew and asked, "Why?" ”

Xu Jiansheng, who walked in front, said: "There are many knights who have dissolved their swords and returned to seclusion to hang their swords in the Hanging Sword Forest, waiting for someone to take them away, so the fame of the Xichuan Hanging Sword Forest has gradually spread to other states, and there is fame and friendship." ”

Hua gradually nodded, and felt a little more yearning for the Nangong Sword Master in his heart, what kind of person is that? It can make the world's sword ministers subdued and dominate!

After that, Zhao Jin, who was full of admiration, began to babble again:

The old man of Nangong in the Xichuan Hanging Sword Forest has already reached the upper level of the Heavenly Realm with a body of cultivation! He was already famous when he was young, he walked the rivers and lakes for many years, he had beheaded the devil, and he was chivalrous and righteous, and he was deeply respected by the people of the rivers and lakes, and he studied swords very much!

Later, the old man of Nangong retired in Xiliu City, and based the remnant sword and missing sword he had obtained over the years with the Daomen formation, and then secretly combined the qi of the stars, the sky, the sun and the moon, so there was this Xichuan Hanging Sword Forest!

And the reason why Xiliucheng has been able to become stronger and stronger over the years is due to the contribution of Old Man Nangong! It is no exaggeration to say that there was the old man Nangong first, and then there was the city of Xiliu City!

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