Volume 1 Reminiscences of the Youth's Heart Chapter 101 Don't Eat Soft Rice

Damn, come back?"

Seeing that Liu Zhicheng had fallen into such a miserable scene, and was still so persevering, Nie Donglai was startled, couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, and hurriedly flew up, and rushed directly to him from the shaking head, and Liu Zhicheng, who raised his sword and slashed down, turned over his head and fell firmly behind him.

After landing on the ground, Nie Donglai didn't look at it, he raised his leg and kicked it behind him.

"Huh, what about people?"

Liu Zhicheng kept an extra eye this time to avoid repeating the mistakes of the past, but when he rushed to Nie Donglai in one go, he found that the position where Nie Donglai was standing was empty, and he couldn't help but be confused and stunned in place.

In a fit of rage, he didn't have the heart to pay attention to the movements around him, so when he slashed his sword, he found that he had only slashed into a wisp of air.

But soon, Liu Zhicheng reacted, quickly turned around, and just wanted to complain, but he felt as if his chest had been hit by a boulder, and a feeling of suffocation spread.

"Boom!"

After a loud bang, Liu Zhicheng had a close contact with the ground again, but unlike last time, this time he was facing his back down, and the long sword in his hand also came out of his hand, flying directly into the crowd behind him, frightening the crowd behind him immediately scattered, for fear that he would suffer an unwarranted disaster.

"Poof!"

The sharp long sword crossed a graceful arc in the air, and finally plunged straight into the bluestone slab on the street, the tip of the sword sank into the bluestone slab for a full five centimeters, and the sword body was still shaking gently, as if it was showing off to everyone.

Liu Zhicheng was directly smashed, his mind was blank, Venus appeared in his eyes, he felt that the blue sky above his head was constantly spinning, and even the gentle and infinite sunset on weekdays was grinning at him, as if mocking his incompetence.

The picture seems to be frozen at this moment, and under the sunset, he and Nie Donglai form a sharp contrast.

A man with a long sword and his back to the setting sun, his figure seems to be plated with a layer of mystery, calm, calm and elegant.

One person was demented, with a blue nose and swollen face lying motionless on the bluestone slab floor, looking depressed, desperate and helpless.

This result surprised all the onlookers and took it for granted.

When they saw Nie Donglai playing Liu Zhicheng before, they felt that this would be a crushing without suspense, but none of them could