The speed at which people come is incomparably fast.

In just a blink of an eye, he was already in front of the two, and people couldn't help but feel that he didn't come at all, but flashed over.

Jing Xiaolei raised her eyes and saw that the man was pale, his eyes were deep, and there was an indescribable coldness that burst out from his body.

The only thing that makes people feel discordant is the clothing on the man's body - white overalls, a towering chef's hat, and a bib skirt around the waist, which does not match the man's cold temperament at all.

"Broken Wind!" Jing Xiaolei recognized the person and blurted out.

Inheriting part of Jing Chuwei's memories, she naturally saw her only opponent, the face of Broken Wind.

There is nothing wrong with this.

But when Broken Wind heard this, he was suddenly taken aback.

Although he knew that the woman in front of him should be the "descendant" that Jing Chuwei said, he had the impression that he had never seen her.

"Woman? You, know me? Shattered Wind asked coldly.

Jing Xiaolei wanted to explain, but she didn't know how to say it!

She couldn't say that she used the AMI platform to enter Jing Chuwei's memories and saw Broken Wind herself.

Explained in this way, there is always a suspicion of a voyeur monster.

She can't say that she entered Jing Chuwei's memory because of her work needs - to find the missing eldest grandson Zhi, after all, this way, it is too long to explain, and it is not something that can be explained in a few words!

Jin Erniang saw Jing Xiaolei's embarrassment, as if the elders were laughing at the child's ignorance, and said, "Really, is he an old monster who has lived for thousands of years, and he is still more serious than the juniors?" ”

Shattered Wind frowned, still cold: "I'm different from you, as long as it's anything that I think is inappropriate, I will definitely ask it thoroughly." ”

"Okay, okay. Compared to this, you have maintained and wiped all the cold weapons in the warehouse? Jin Erniang took out another pack of cigarettes from her pocket.

Before the words fell, Jing Xiaolei felt a cold light flash in front of her, and a strong wind shook in front of her.

And she hasn't figured out what happened when; A scimitar with a rather peculiar shape had been fiercely inserted in front of Jin Erniang.

The dim light reflected on the strangely shaped dagger, reflecting a strange blue light, and the scimitar was in the shape of a recurved crescent, and its blade was the opposite of a normal scimitar, a bit like a dog's leg, and the handle was also inlaid with red and green gems.

Jing Xiaolei is an expert in cold weapons, and she knows at a glance that this scimitar is the Nepalese saber, commonly known as the dog's leg knife.

Also known as the Gur丨 Ka knife, it is a kind of broad-headed scimitar, which is recognized in the world as the most recurved knife in line with the principle of mechanics, and at the same time, it is also a cold weapon with great lethality.

"Oh, thank you." Jin Erniang pulled out a scimitar, slowly inserted it into her waist, and lit a cigarette by herself.

"You're welcome!" Shattered Wind took out an ancient sword from behind him, and ripped off the cloth wrapped in the blade of the sword, Jing Xiaolei only felt a cold air rushing to her face, and couldn't help but cheer: "Good sword!" ”

Broken Wind responded coldly and casually: "En! He took out another oilcloth and carefully wiped the blade of the sword.

"Hey, I said Ah Feng, what about Erniang and I, I have always had a question, you kid, is the sword fast or the person fast?" Jin Erniang took a puff of cigarette, spit out two smoke rings, and looked into the eyes of the broken wind, waiting for an answer.

Shattered Wind groaned silently and continued to polish his sword.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my mother forgot that you are not good at words. Then let me ask you this, you say, is your sword faster, or Jing Chuwei's knife faster! Jin Erniang smiled and dusted off her cigarette ashes, very curious.

Broken Wind stopped wiping his sword, raised his head and looked at Jin Erniang for a long time, like looking at a monster.

Then, slowly placing the long sword on the table, and slowly pressed the hilt: "You can try." ”

Jin Erniang casually snuffed out the cigarette, then picked up an expired food magazine, opened it one by one, and said with great interest: "You are a person, you really can't afford to joke." ”

Broken Wind didn't get angry, but said coldly: "That is, you, if you change someone else, you would have been killed by me a long time ago!" ”

"Damn, don't scare me!" Jin Erniang pretended to be startled, paused, and pretended to pat her heart, looking harmless to humans and animals.

Broken Wind looked at Jin Erniang with the eyes of a hunter looking at his prey: "I mean really." Actually, just now, I really wanted to kill you. It's just that I haven't thought about what trick to use to kill you, whether to sit and draw the sword, or stand up to draw the sword. Is it to attack from the left, or to split from above? Is it a sword? Shadow Sword? Hundred swords? Burial Sword? Excalibur? Dao Sword? Air sword? Ripple Sword? Or the Wind Slashing Sword...... With different hand strength and sword momentum, in short, at that moment just now, I thought of at least seventy-four changes in sword momentum to kill you. ”

"Damn, neurotic, you're really perverted. Kill to kill, and it has to be so complicated! Jin Erniang couldn't help but scold.

Broken Wind directly revealed: "You are qualified to say others? You, who have so far given me no chance to make a move, are you a pervert. You talk to me seemingly casually, but your whole body remains unflawed. ”

"Tell the truth." Jin Erniang spit out her lilac tongue, "However, I can't see it, you kid is quite good at making the old lady happy." ”

Broken Wind snorted coldly, turned his head to look at Jing Xiaolei again, and said coldly: "However, since Jing Chuwei's death, it has been a long time since I have met a master of the sword." I don't know, as her descendant, how many tricks can you take from me? ”

After saying that, Broken Wind tilted his face slightly and looked at Jing Xiaolei coldly.

At that moment, for some reason, Jing Xiaolei suddenly felt a little cold on her body - very strange, the cold, it was like she suddenly walked into a sub-zero cold storage, and the temperature around her suddenly dropped to freezing.

However, Shattered Wind didn't make any movement at all.

It can even be said that he didn't even move.

But Jing Xiaolei just felt that the temperature around her had suddenly dropped, and she was still in the kitchen of the café, how could she feel this way?

At that moment, Jing Xiaolei only felt that the scene in front of her suddenly began to change.

In other words, her body didn't feel like it had moved at all, but the space she was in had changed!

In an instant, she found herself—no longer in the kitchen of a café, but in a hazy fairyland, on the top of a distant mountain, covered in snow, and below the mountain was a green grassland, with countless wild horses galloping by, the air filled with the scent of flowers, and not far away, there was a mountain peak, which seemed to be shrouded in ethereal mist, looming like a mirage.

"Here...... It seems to be in the Tien Shan? Jing Xiaolei always felt that this place was very similar to the Tianshan Scenic Area, but the surface was slightly different.

She walked slowly along the mountain path towards the peak, and after walking for a while, the sound of a flowing waterfall could be faintly heard.

"Waterfall?" Jing Xiaolei was stunned for a moment, followed the sound, and couldn't walk 200 steps, then she saw a cliff, melting snow water, making a loud noise, flying down from the peak of about forty or fifty meters high, like thousands of silver chains, falling into the sparkling snow lake, forming thousands of ripples, like a blooming white lotus.

"It's beautiful!" Jing Xiaolei couldn't help but look stupid, and couldn't help but get closer, and suddenly, she screamed "ah".

It turned out that on a huge rock at the bottom of the waterfall, there were seven young girls dressed in Punjabi (traditional Nepalese costumes) sitting in a circle around the city, and the torrent of the waterfall hit them head-on, but at the moment of contact, they retreated, as if there was an invisible force separating them from the waterfall.

Jing Xiaolei rolled up her sleeves, rolled up her trouser legs, and plunged into Yingxue Lake and swam towards the waterfall.

After a while, he swam to the boulder and looked at the seven Nepalese girls who had already died of anger and had lipofazoma on their bodies.

Although she has been dead for many years, Jing Xiaolei can still see the peerless faces of the seven girls from the outline, their white and almost transparent skin, and their noble and extraordinary temperament....... People can't help but feel a sense of sacred awe.

Jing Xiaolei subconsciously, closed her eyes, folded her hands, and bowed reverently to the seven girls. Suddenly, among the seven girls, a white light flashed, shooting around, countless cherry petals rose one after another, and the snow lake began to freeze......

"Please, don't die!"

A crisp female voice pierced Jing Xiaolei's eardrums, and she couldn't help but open her eyes slightly.

In the air filled with flower petals, a sword-like ring-headed sword swept in cherry blossoms fell, plunging into the boulder.

"Please also return to the Zisai border pass of the year and hand over this knife to her. Fast...... I'm running out of time! History..... Will be rewritten by the Cult of the Undead ........"

Jing Xiaolei heard the crisp voice again, and wondered, "Where are you going?" To whom? What historical rewriting? ”

"Hurry up and take down Mingzun! Although he is immortal, with the immortal slash, there is no need to be afraid! ”

As soon as the voice was spoken, the bodies of the seven Nepalese girls quickly shrank and began to decay, and in a short time, the bodies of the girls disappeared to the point that there was not even a single bone left......

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