There is only one word the same between the swordsman and the sword cultivator, but for the people on the mountain, the former is at best a person who uses a sword, and he is not eye-catching, and the latter is the sword cultivation of the monks of the three sects, which belongs to the same lineage, and the monk sect that can be looked down upon by the three sects, the whole world is worthy of this vein, and even if the sword cultivation line is so withered now, the suppression of the three sects cannot be seen less, so that the gold content of the sword cultivation is self-evident.

It's just that these things that are well known to the monks on the mountain are still too far away for Sima Yu, so after hearing it, he just laughed at it, but after a while, there was a smile like a spring breeze, and a pair of eyes were as warm as water: "The word Zigui is thought to make the little brother live a safe life, don't be trapped in it because of the things in front of you, people are like their names, a talent born to the little brother, I don't know how many women's hearts will be borne by a few years older......"

There are some truths and some falsehoods in the words, and I am afraid that even he himself can't explain why.

Ning Chuyi's expression was strange, and he wanted to say something, his request was actually not big, one hundred taels of silver for one side of the town was peaceful.

The demon in the town that has not yet transformed has been carefully calculated, at best, it is only Qin's state of mind, and if he takes 10,000 steps back, it will definitely not exceed Qin's state of mind.

After the only private school in the town secretly left, the two sides fell into a short silence, and after a long time, Sima Yu chose to ask tentatively: "Ning Chuyi, do you know martial arts?" ”

I really can't believe it, in other words, one day, a child who is still practicing aloud in the school runs in front of him with a sword on his back, and keeps saying that he is a swordsman, if he is addicted to his own parents, but what is the identity of this purple-robed son?

The crown prince of a country, and the most likely to be the next emperor!

The young man snorted, and he was still not arrogant or impatient in the face of Sima Yu.

The purple-robed boy was silent for a while, but after a while, he looked calm, walked up to Ning Chu in person, took out a splendid bag and handed it out without looking at it, and the young man reached out and put it in his arms without ink.

However, at this moment, Sima Yu glanced at the wooden sword behind the young man, his body stiffened, and he was indecisive.

For a long time, Sima Yu's face was cloudy, and he still didn't seem to believe it, but he couldn't help but ask: "You can use a sword?" ”

Hearing this, the loser who dismounted before Sima Yu sneered unabashedly, "Where did the little doll come from, just seeing the prince not kneeling is enough to punish your nine clans, and you still say that you can use a sword?" If it were the Seventh Princess standing here today, you would have lost your head long ago. Our Prince Sima is kind and kind, and he doesn't bother to worry about your little doll who hasn't grown any hair, and it's not an exaggeration to think that you are a first-time offender. ”

The rest of the guards didn't say anything from beginning to end, but they thought that their thoughts were probably the same as this stunned young man.

Sima Yu can be deeply loved by the common people below, just hanging the gimmick of the prince is naturally not good, it is indispensable to be a person in the world, and it is indispensable to be in danger, according to rumors in the rivers and lakes, he can take more than 18 people to secretly guard this trip, and he has taken the constant temperature of the power in the court.

When he came back to his senses, even the loser who could only play in the mountains and rivers on his side could see the true age of the sword-bearer boy, how could Sima Yao not see it?

With a sword, isn't that a fancy fist on the face of the world, and you can call yourself a swordsman with a sword on your back? How can there be such a reason in the Great Jin Kingdom?

Ning Chuyi shook his head at the domineering words of the prodigal sons, but when they met in Pingshui, they couldn't say angry words to them, and after a little thought, they raised the question that they had never talked about with Ning Que all the time in their hearts: "Do you want to say that people from the capital are superior?" ”

The loser was stunned for a moment, and then sneered again: "Hmph, the superior doesn't dare to say it, it can be seen that there is always much more knowledge than your dirt bun, what is the three-legged cat kung fu of the martial arts of the rivers and lakes." Aren't you just greedy for that bit of money, little doll, I'd better be reminded as a person who came over, don't do this deception in the future. ”

Sima Yuping frowned, he has been exposed to the affairs of the rivers and lakes since he was a child, and he has always regarded his grandfather as his lifelong pursuit, since he was a child, he has practiced swords and swords day and night, even if it is a constant temperature to prevent and persuade him, he has been practicing for six years, but he can't practice a famous hall, and he is disheartened before he becomes a prince under the cover of constant temperature.

He turned his head and said in a deep voice: "Xiao Qing, you are talking too much, he is still a child." ”

As soon as the words changed, the purple-robed boy apologized to Ning Chuyi and said, "Ning Chuyi, Xiao Qing is a big person, and he doesn't speak with a brain, don't take it to heart." ”

"What His Highness said is very true, why can't I turn my brain when I see him, I have to compete with him." The loser named Xiao Qing thought about it, and quickly patted his head, and even felt that this hairy boy was not an airbag sent to him by God.

Ning Chuyi was a twelve- or thirteen-year-old doll, he said that he was a swordsman, and he was also stupid, so he was confused.

The young man nodded, not annoyed, he came out and understood one thing, no matter who he didn't bring money with, it would be difficult for anyone to move an inch.

It was late at night, Ning Chuyi was not in a hurry, squatted down and picked up a leaf, sandwiched it between his two fingers, and stared at more than 19 people in the distance.

Shout!

A chill flashed.

Only a slight "rubbing" sound was heard in everyone's ears, and the person who was killing the person was unaware, and the leaves instantly passed through Xiao Qing's throat.

Zheng!

With a muffled sound, the maple tree behind Xiao Qing startled a maple leaf, and all eyes of everyone were fixed here.

Xiao Qing was stunned, only to feel inexplicable, he reached out and touched his neck, and there was a surprisingly more viscous liquid on his hand.

Xiao Qing lived for more than 20 years and finally felt scared, his face was pale, after all, he was a child of a family who could only eat, drink and have fun, even if he had seen Sima Nanmu, who was known as the first swordsman in the Great Jin Kingdom, he just scoffed, and it was not appropriate to put a good throne, and he had to learn the sword to be a ghost and not a ghost.

Now a thought exploded in my head...... If the right leaves are offset by one more point, they may really die.

Sima Yu was the first to come back to his senses, and walked straight to the maple tree, his eyes were full of shock, above the trunk, where was this trembling? It's clearly three points!

Picking leaves and flying flowers, hurting people with anger!

He was secretly frightened, he could reach this point, and the more than eighteen secret guards under his father's jurisdiction could do it, but at this age......

The purple-robed boy couldn't believe that there was such a talented genius in this world...... Grandfather Sima Nanmu was the same age as this teenager, I'm afraid he was still making up excuses for skipping school to catch crabs, right?

After doing everything, Ning Chuyi became silent, which made a suffocating knife secret guard, unable to bear it anymore, he was furious, strode closer with a knife, and sneered: "The three-legged cat kung fu also dares to take it out for comparison, I'm really not afraid of losing my father's face!" ”

After a short silence, Ning Chu suddenly drew his sword out of its sheath with an expressionless face, and also took a big step forward, pointing his sword at the dark guard, "What I learned is my business." Of course, you have to manage ...... Give it a try! ”

The dark guard laughed, "Are you really scared of the?" ”

The young man was silent, and everyone thought he was cowardly, but he didn't want Ning Chuyi's next words to make more than 20 people creepy, "Do you count the verbal life and death status?" ”

During the eighty-mile journey from Fufeng City to Qinglin Town, Ning Chuyi had been silent and depressed.

In addition to Sima Nanmu, a cultivator in the Great Jin Kingdom, there are countless martial artists on the rivers and lakes, and at the Jianghu Conference every ten years, there is even more trouble in order to compete for the leader of the martial arts alliance.

Compared with the "life and death" signed by the people in the rivers and lakes, the small fights at the Jianghu Conference will inevitably be dwarfed.

But in the final analysis, no matter how much they are infighting, they look down on such "secret guards" who are willing to degenerate into the imperial power.

Ning Chuyi has always disagreed with this point of view, it is one thing to hear it, and it is another thing to witness the corners of the mouth of the "secret guard".

The dark guard sneered, and looked at Ning Chuyi condescendingly, as if he was looking at a clown jumping off the beam, "I have long wanted to ask Your Excellency!" ”

He didn't try, but took the lead in drawing his knife and slashing away, killing menacing and unexpected.

Looking at this momentum, where is the exchange of advice? It's clearly a dead hand to a teenager who hasn't known each other for half an hour!

The sharkskin short knife was only three centimeters away from the boy, and the secret guard was happy, and this kind of morbid evil thought of erasing the genius boy made him really unbearable.

Genius this thing, if you don't stay in the greenhouse, you will only die, thinking of this, he has a lewd smile on his face.

The thin boy looked calm.

The next moment, everyone only saw a brilliant sword light crossing their sight.

The sharkskin short knife was only seven centimeters away from the boy, and it was close at hand but it couldn't move for half a minute, as far away as the end of the world.

The Dark Guard's face changed.

A cultivator like Sima Nanmu's demon!

Escape!

Ten years ago in the Great Jin Dynasty, there was an emperor and a hundred Wenqing before the tacit rule that the family that stood firm in the officialdom could enter the palace to seek a share of the big and small errands, naturally the little silver taels given here are naturally not like the few coins and a few pennies that the people of the dawn know, and the unit of measurement should be calculated in 10,000 yuan, and this famous family was born to stand on top of the heads of ordinary people.

Since entering the Secret Guard Mansion, except for the puppet emperor, the crown prince Sima Yu and the Huan Wen who is in charge of the imperial power alone, who in the palace can't give himself a good face when he sees it, this secret guard who has not been able to feel scared for more than ten years, suddenly remembered in his heart that six years ago, the young scholar who contradicted himself outside the Secret Guard Mansion said a lot of truths to himself, such as what to use power for personal gain and abuse of power, and he replied to his words, probably the content is not clear, but there is a sentence that is extremely impressive, "This world, What can you read if you are a reader? Boy, hard fists, that's the truth", which reader's fate, the dark guard just kicked hard and didn't care, this is considered to let him go, but later I heard that a eunuch fed the reader to the dog or the fish in order to get close to himself, anyway, the dark guard didn't know very well, and the blame for life and death was just to blame.

The dark guard thought for a while, at that time, the fist was bigger than the young scholar, and feeding the dog and the fish was not in the way in his eyes, but the young man he met now, just by virtue of his talents, he knew that it was impossible to see, he suddenly felt a burst of fear, thinking about the inner thoughts of the young scholar many years ago, this is it.

Can only be left to fate?

The Dark Guard's heart was cold.

For today's plan, escape is superior, his second-grade official position, it is not worth his life to die here, without hesitation to turn around and stride up, seeing the young man's expression silent, his heart tightened, and then hurriedly turned his head, it seems that as long as this way, the bottom of his heart can be more peaceful, the next moment he glanced ahead, there was a young secret guard standing there, this person he knew, he just entered the dark guard mansion last year, what made him care was not this, but this weak crown secret guard, the family is poor, it stands to reason that he can't enter the dark guard mansion, but after the specific understanding, As a result, he was sluggish for a while, relying on his own skills and not relying on external objects.

That is, there is no internet?

So this secret guard, who was still running, sped up his speed, and when he reached in front of the weak crown secret guard, he suddenly stretched out his hand, made a palm gesture, and slapped it directly in the direction of Ning Chu with force, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After counting the hours, the dark guard had already fled dozens of paces away.

It's just that the next moment, the sword-wielding young man ran in small steps, surprisingly fast, bypassing the weak-crowned youth, and in an instant, he ushered in behind the dark guard, and without saying a word, his body jumped up, and a sword slashed down on his head.

Click!

Before the Dark Guard could react, he was split in half from head to toe, and he couldn't die anymore.

The two sides of the "discussion" are "point to point".

Sima Yu nodded thoughtfully, and finally confirmed his previous guess, looking at the young man's gaze with some other meanings, and said with a hearty smile: "I'm twenty-two this year, let's call you a little brother, it's getting late today, and I'll trouble the little brother to lead the way for us at noon tomorrow." ”

A remote town, with a dark moon and high windy nights, is most suitable for killing people and goods, and it is also suitable for telling nonsense.

There is a specialization in the art industry, and Sima Yu is very handy in this regard.

As he expected, Ning Chuyi only hesitated slightly, and then hummed.

One side is willing to fight, and the other side is willing to suffer.

Ning Chuyi turned around and walked towards the inn in the town, leaving a lonely back for everyone in the capital.