Sword Shrine.

As soon as the sky was bright, the visibility around was still very low, and the mountains could only see the general outline, only to see the wooden house on the far right at the foot of the mountain suddenly creak open a small crack in the door.

A small head first poked out of the door and looked left and right cautiously for a while, and after seeing that there was no figure around, and no movement was heard, a petite figure immediately jumped out of the door, not very fast, but not slow.

The sound made from the place where it passed was so small that it could not be heard at all if you did not listen carefully.

When she came to the door, she first put her ear on the door frame and listened carefully to the movement inside, but then saw that she couldn't hear any sound, so she tiptoed open the wooden door.

The process was full of nervousness, for fear that this door would make any sound that should not have been, but fortunately she was lucky, the wooden door was still strong, and it didn't stumble on her.

There was no danger to open the wooden door, and the black shadow still did not forget to look around, and saw that the surroundings were empty and deadly silent, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and slipped into the door alone.

When he came to the house, the figure of the black shadow was visibly raised, and the nervousness was evident at a glance.

The light and light short cat came to the bed, and the black shadow first looked up at the person on the bed, and found that this person was lying on the bed with only a pair of shorts on his upper body.

Pretty face flushed slightly, and the figure secretly snorted: "Phew, are you still a child, sleeping really ugly"

Having said that, the figure couldn't help but peek at the upper limbs of the person on the bed, and through the faint light from the window, she could carefully see that this man's upper limbs were very athletic, he was not like those muscular Mongolian men, this person's waist was very 'slender', that is, compared to those muscular men, it meant that he had lost half a circle of weight compared to those muscular men.

But this does not affect the senses at all, because this man's psoas muscles are unusually tight, the slightly bulging muscles have no doubt about the strength contained under this body, the chest muscles are not too big but the edges and corners are clear, the eight-pack abdominal muscles are staggered and orderly, and the body is covered with various knife wounds and sword marks, bringing a wild beauty to this body.

I can't tell what kind of senses the figure is, because it is a natural beauty, like a cheetah, and those who practice martial arts know that they can't train their muscles too big and too strong, because it will cause the muscles to lack explosive power.

This body is undoubtedly squeezing itself to the extreme, there is no more waste meat, and every piece is just right, which shows that its control over his body has also reached the extreme.

Seeing that he actually looked at a man's body and saw that he was slightly distracted, the figure was ashamed and secretly sighed: "Sin, sin. This bastard is still annoying."

As he spoke, he slowly straightened his upper limbs, took out a bright dagger from his right hand to his waist, stared at the sleeping man with a complicated expression, and said inside: "Go die"

followed the resolute swing of the knife to the heart of the man on the bed, the cold light flashed, the tip of the knife was about to touch the man's heart, and the figure was about to show joy.

At this time, the man's eyes opened.

A pair of calm eyes shot directly at the figure in the dimness, and the figure was suddenly startled when she saw it, as if she had seen a ghost, and also found that the dagger in her hand could no longer enter an inch, and it was endless how she could use her strength.

"You"

couldn't help but cry out, the figure felt that his body was light, and in an instant, there was a feeling of soaring clouds and mist, and his eyes were black and white, and he didn't know when he had come outside the house, and he immediately felt a sharp pain in his buttocks.

"Get out."

A fluttering sound came from inside the room, but it was the figure who was thrown out of the window by the man inside, and slammed her buttocks, and before she could let out a painful cry, a familiar thing fell in front of her and made a clanging sound.

Rolling his eyes, isn't it the dagger he was holding just now, pick it up and take a look, at this time the blade has been twisted into a twist, and even more ruthlessly it is also knotted, this, what kind of finger power can do this step of the field.

Staring at the wide open window in front of him, the figure limped up and left, covering his buttocks as he walked, and whispered unconvinced: "Hmph! You give this county lord a wait and see!! ”

As soon as he touched the pain, he hissed slightly: "How can this be true. This rude man."

When the figure limped back to his residence, on a wooden roof on the very edge, a strange man wearing a hat suddenly snorted: "Oh, interesting female doll."

Not only him, but the first few of the strangers in the room were all smiling at the same time, and they all knew about it when the figure slipped out of the room, but they found that she was going to the man's room, so no one stopped her.

Because even they knew, and it was even more unlikely that the man wouldn't know, so it was strange that she could please her.

In the early morning, the sky was bright.

Two women had already risen, one dressed in black and sitting quietly under the pergola with hot tea in hand, while the other dressed in a flower dress walked around the barren cliff and sighed in admiration.

It was the two of them, Shengyin and Han Wujian, and at this time, the four palanquin men had also gotten up, including the six sons of Quanzhen, who sat at the two ends without interfering with each other, but the rest of the men led by Dongzhang had not seen anyone come out.

As a person who practices martial arts, it is rare to sleep at this point, in other words, it is not unreasonable for them to be able to play a piece, they are all so greedy for sleep.

Soon, Zhang Yiyu, who was still a little unsteady in his footsteps, pushed open the door and walked out, first covered his eyes and raised his eyes to look at the bright sun in the east through the gap between his fingers, and then turned his head to look at Master Sheng Yin and Han Wujian, and said, "Morning." ”

The former didn't reply when he heard this, with a cold look, while Han Wujian rolled his eyes with a smile: "What time do you look at first, it's still early?" ”

Naturally, these words were also recognized by the Holy Cause, and his nose snorted coldly, Zhang Yiyu looked at the sky, and smiled shamelessly: "It's really early." ”

“.”

"How long will the cook sleep? Who gets breakfast? ”

Han Wujian kicked a stone away, looked at Zhang Yiyu on the other side with a smile, and said, although he was laughing, anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was obviously not in a very good mood.

"How do I know that you won't call it yourself?"

"Good!"

There was no nonsense, Han Wujian immediately picked up his double swords and went straight to the house of the human cook, and soon, there was a loud clanging sound there, and the Holy Master Tai, who was sitting under the pergola, saw that the water on his teacup had swayed slightly a few times, and it was conceivable how big the movement was there.

I couldn't help but look sideways at the wooden house that seemed to be collapsing, and there was no sadness or joy in my eyes, as if I was used to seeing it.

Zhang Yiyu and Yanbo Diaosu also did their own thing, and turned a deaf ear to the roar coming out of the inside, only the six sons of Quan Zhen and the four palanquin men looked at the other side in disbelief.

Soon, the sound alarmed the rest of the people, Baicao Xian, the little county lord and others walked out of the door one by one, and saw the man and cook jumping out of the house with his hair scattered and disheveled, but he saw the sword shadow flying behind him, it was Han Wujian who was chasing after him with a sword.

"Crazy woman! Are you going to fight?! ”

The barefoot man cook doesn't look fat, his body is extremely flexible, Han Wuji's sword moves seem to be extremely fast, but there is no move that can really fall on him, and only a few corners of his clothes are scratched to show people embarrassment.

The little county lord leaned on the wooden pillar under the pergola with great interest and looked at the two, and from time to time he saw the wooden door of the second house open, and a figure stepped out.

I saw Dongzhang walking out bare-chested, wearing only a pair of shorts, and he first looked at the sun in the east, and then said happily: "The weather is good." ”

followed himself to the water tank to fetch water and wash, and didn't see the two people who were shouting and shouting for killing.

Squatting in front of the water tank, Dongzhang was snorting and rubbing his face with water, and suddenly a flattering bell came from beside him: "Big brother, are you sleeping well?" ”

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the girl mixing some powder into the water scoop again, and Dongzhang flicked his fingers to fly the water scoop in her hand, splashing her directly, and said angrily: "Stay and go."

The girl was so angry that her teeth itched, but she quickly restrained her emotions again, and smiled again in a blink of an eye, after all, she had been with this man for several days, if she couldn't get used to this man's rudeness, she might have gone crazy a long time ago, if the curse could kill people, Dongzhang would have died eight hundred times.

"Big brother, do you want to wash your hair, Xiaojia will scoop water for you."

"Not good."

(End of chapter)