"Nemesis?"

The young girl's beautiful eyes turned, and she reluctantly swept past Guo Fan again, and asked, "The magic knife is already invincible in the world, what nemesis can you encounter?"

"Is this ......?"

The storyteller smiled lightly, not in a hurry, but slowly picked up the tea on the table in front of him and took a sip.

"The storyteller, you can get it when you see it!"

On the opposite table, several young people shouted loudly: "The silver for Brother Gongzi just now can't satisfy your appetite?"

"Forget it. ”

A young man in a goose yellow gold-trimmed robe smiled and threw out a dozen coins with a shake of his hand.

"Here, keep talking!"

"Duh!"

When the big money fell on the table, it did not bounce, but there was a dull sound on the ground.

This is an extremely subtle method of luck, and the internal strength cultivation of the person who performs it can be regarded as a small achievement.

"What a thousand hands in the sleeve, Gao Gongzi has a good means. ”

As soon as the spectators had high eyesight, they immediately applauded loudly, and the young people at the table also complimented them.

"Haha......"

Gao Gongzi laughed, and his eyes seemed to inadvertently sweep over Guo Fan and Baoqin: "It's just a small measure, I don't dare to praise you." ”

"Storyteller, go ahead!"

"Humph!"

Hug Qin hummed lightly between his noses: "What's the big deal, I know how to do the rain and rain tricks of the Tang Sect!"

As a person close to Zhenwuhou, she can read all the martial arts in the world, not to mention that there is Tang Steward.

The rain is known as the mastery of the Tang Sect, but Baoqin does know, but it is not proficient.

"Yes, yes. ”

Guo Fan nodded helplessly and said, "You are not small anymore, you don't have to compete with others." ”

"Yes. ”

The corners of his mouth twitched, but he still nodded honestly.

"Thank you Gao Gongzi for the reward!"

The young man who the storyteller obviously recognized, smiled and put away the big money in front of him and continued to speak.

"The third-generation descendant of the magic knife is also an amazing talent, and it is even rumored that the magic knife technique in his hand is already better than the blue. ”

He stroked his beard lightly, his eyes were dark, and his voice was even more erratic, as if attracting everyone to the past.

"It's a pity that he met Pingtian Yijian Li Lingfei and Li Daxia!"

Pingtian is a sword Li Lingfei.

Guo Fan's eyes flashed, and some records about this person in Zhenwusi also appeared in his mind.

"This Li Daxia, his ancestors are also of royal blood, but time has changed, and the family has declined. ”

When he was young, he apprenticed to Mr. Mo, the Venerable of Ten Thousand Swords, and learned a subtle swordsmanship, and he was also a well-known number one person in the rivers and lakes. ”

The storyteller's beard trembled, and he continued: "It's a pity that at that time, the Demon Gate was in full swing and wantonly suppressed the people in the rivers and lakes. ”

"The Venerable of Ten Thousand Swords was killed by the third-generation Demon Sword Descendant, and Li Daxia himself was also in prison. ”

The young girl said on the side: "Even Li Daxia's master is not the opponent of the Demon Sword Heir, so how did he become the nemesis of the Demon Knife?"

"Haha......"

The storyteller laughed when he heard this: "The heavens will descend on the people, and they must first suffer their minds and starve their bodies, Li Daxia is the kind of unyielding hero who encounters tempering, not only will not fall, but can rise against the trend." ”

He later escaped from the Demon Gate Prison, where he remained unknown for several years, and suddenly shined. ”

"In the course of a few months, one person single-handedly picked out several demon sects to divide the rudder, forcing the Demon Sword Descendants to duel him. ”

"That ...... War"

The young girl's face was excited, and she hurriedly asked, "How was the battle?"

I have to say that she is a qualified person, and every question is for the sake of the listener.

"Nobody knows what the outcome of that battle will be. ”

The storyteller sighed leisurely, shook his head and said: "It is reported that the sky was dark, the sun and the moon were dark when the two fought in that battle, and in the end they both died at the bottom of the endless sea, and they have not appeared in the rivers and lakes since then. ”

“......”

Guo Fan was silent.

In the records of Zhenwuji, it is not much different from the storyteller's description, and it is slightly exaggerated.

The truth is that these two people are too outstanding, and later generations will always unconsciously add some conjectures when describing them.

But when Li Daxia was trapped in the Demon Gate Prison, he was actually broken by someone who broke the dantian qi sea, destroyed the meridians, and all his martial arts were wasted.

Later, he was able to reverse the death and rebirth, and the cultivation made great progress, which really exceeded everyone's expectations.

The young girl's beautiful eyes turned and asked, "Li Daxia disappeared with the Demon Sword Heir, where is the Demon Gate?"

"The Demon Sword Descendant died, the inheritance was severed, and the Demon Gate naturally fell apart and ceased to exist. ”

The storyteller stroked his beard, glanced at the girl, and said, "I know what you want to ask, how did the current demon gate come about, right?"

"Grandpa's eyes are like torches. ”

The girl smiled sweetly, revealing two cute little dimples on her face.

"Haha......"

The storyteller smiled: "Grandpa eats more salt than you eat, how can you not see through your careful thoughts." ”

As he spoke, he patted Xingmu and said, "The Demon Gate is divided, and one of them only accepts female apprentices, called ** Sect." ”

"Although this ** sect is passed down from the Demon Gate, and most of the disciples are from the wind and dust, at most it is an evil way and not a Demon Gate. ”

"And ......"

He took a sip of tea and continued: "The previous ** sect masters were all veritable fairies, so their reputation in the rivers and lakes was not bad. ”

"Until...... , the ruthless fairy Wei Li took over the position of the sect master. ”

"Heartless fairy?"

The eyes of the two girls moved, and she said, "One of the five overlords, the current Demon Gate Master." ”

"Naturally, it's her. ”

The storyteller nodded and said, "This woman is cold by nature, ruthless, murdering, slaughtering, exterminating, and her hands are covered with blood. ”

"But she did have the means, and after a lapse of decades, she once again unified the Demon Gate and became the master of the Demon Gate. ”

Killing teachers, slaughtering clans, exterminating sects?

Guo Fan's eyes sank.

In the past 20 years, what happened to the little girl Wei Li, whether it is the rumors of the rivers and lakes or the records of the Zhenwu Division, she is a veritable devil.

It was the opposite of the impression he had back then.

Li Yuanxiang lost his life, the Wei family was wiped out, and the huge Kunlun faction was slaughtered by one of them!

"That'...... Does she know how to magic knives?"

The girl asked the curiosity in the hearts of many people.

"How is that possible?"

The storyteller smiled and said: "If she knew the magic knife, she would already be invincible in the world, and the entire rivers and lakes would tremble under her obscenity." ”

"Besides, when the Demon Gate was destroyed, it was the imperial court that first sent troops to encircle and suppress it, and even if the magic knife left a legacy, it would definitely be in the imperial court town martial arts. ”

"Takeshi Zhen?"

The girl tilted her head, her eyes showing curiosity.

"Ahem......"

The storyteller's face changed, and he immediately coughed lightly twice, lowered his head and said, "Don't talk about state affairs, don't talk about state affairs." ”

"Storyteller, go on!"

Someone at Gao Gongzi's table laughed: "King Jing created the Zhenwu Division back then, but he died mysteriously, we all love to hear this." ”

"If you say it well, Young Master Ben will be rewarded!"

A few laughed. ”

The storyteller smiled awkwardly and hurriedly picked up the teacup to cover his cheeks so as not to be too embarrassed.

"Humph!"

Baoqin's face was cold, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Hou...... Young master, do you want to let the slaves and maids teach them a lesson?"

"Forget it. ”

Guo Fan's eyes were deep, making it impossible to see what was in his heart, and when he heard the words, he just shook his head lightly.

"Grandpa. ”

Over there, the girl also hurriedly changed the topic and said, "The magic knife is lost, and the demon gate is also scattered, so where is Li Daxia?"

"Does Li Daxia have a wife and children?"

"Can you leave a legacy?"

"The rise of Pingtian Yijian is too sudden, although there is a family, a wife and children, but I have not heard of leaving a legacy. ”

The storyteller shook his head and said: "Li Daxia's family has gradually declined in the next ten years, and now although the Jingmen Li family is here, it is not known for martial arts. ”

"Oh!"

The girl nodded: "It's a pity, the magic knife can still be passed down for several generations, but Li Daxia's swordsmanship has become a masterpiece in his hands." ”

"Not necessarily. ”

The storyteller subconsciously glanced at Gao Gongzi's table, but shook his head and vetoed.

"Huh?"

The girl was stunned.

At this moment, the audience was instantly suspicious, and even Guo Fan and Baoqin couldn't help but show solemn faces.

There is no doubt that a sword can compete with a magic knife in Pingtian, but no one in the world has ever seen Li Daxia's swordsmanship.

Compared to the magic knife, it is more mysterious.

Inheritance, self-severance.

This storyteller, is there any other news that can't be found?

"Grandpa. ”

The girl's lips were dry, and she said cautiously: "Is it possible, what else is left behind by Li Daxia?"

"Not bad. ”

The storyteller nodded.

"Storytellers, don't talk nonsense, and make a sound on weekdays, which is a well-known thing in the rivers and lakes. ”

Someone sneered: "You are a storyteller in a restaurant, is it possible that you can still know any secrets?"

"Not necessarily. ”

The storyteller smirked and stroked his beard.

"It's just ......"

"Ahem!"

He coughed lightly twice, picked up the teacup in front of him and shook his head again and again: "It's a pity, my throat is thirsty, but there is no tea." ”

"Duh!"

A muffled sound made the table in front of him tremble slightly.

But a piece of silver of ten taels fell on the table, and it was half an inch into the table, as if it were set into it.

The subtlety of the use of strength is even stronger than the technique of the high prince just now.

"Say!"

Everyone turned their heads sideways, but saw that in the corner of the restaurant, a big man with a cloak was tasting wine alone.

"Well said, the money is yours. ”

"But if it's nonsense......"

"Humph!"

The big man snorted coldly, and there was a cold in the field immediately, as if he had come to the cold winter of Layue in an instant.

Master!

Baoqin's eyes shrank, and he subconsciously put his hand into the package in his arms.

"Don't get excited. ”

Guo Fan glanced at her, his voice was indifferent, but he quietly calmed the vigilance in Baoqin's heart.

Indeed, there is Hou Ye.

She smiled sweetly and was relieved.

"Ten taels!"

Seeing the silver in front of him, the storyteller's eyes almost lit up, completely ignoring the threat in the other party's mouth.

"Ten taels of silver, it's worth it!"

He hurriedly reached out and pulled the silver out of the table, and even put it in his mouth and bit it to check the results.

"Grandpa. ”

Fortunately, the girl on the side was still a little sensible, her face turned pale, and she gently tugged at his sleeve.

"There are some things that we don't know, so we can't talk nonsense. ”

"Otherwise, there will be trouble!"

As she spoke, her voice trembled slightly, and she even cried slightly.

"I know. ”

The storyteller rolled his eyes, sat upright, and continued: "If you want to talk about this Pingtian sword Li Daxia." ”

"This person has a good friend, his name is not changed, he is known as ** fast knife, and he is also a master of the generation back then. ”

Li Daxia once left this friend a thing, it is said that it hides the secret of the sword of Pingtian. ”

"You talk nonsense!"

"Bang Dang ......"

The seats flew and the food and wine were splashed.

The gorgeously dressed Gao Gongzi's face suddenly changed drastically, and he lifted the table in front of him.

"Old fellow, you're looking for death!"

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