People talk about blood.

It's often out of frustration.

Who in the world doesn't want to be drunk on the bank of the willows, blowing the wind and looking at the waning moon.

But the reality is always that people can only talk about blood.

Whether it's in the mountains where snow falls all year round, or in the evergreen mountain forests.

Blood was always flowing, spilling around every corner.

Now it's finally the turn of the main hall of the Dingxi Palace.

Surely there will be a man who will shed blood today.

It's just that Huo Wang firmly believes that it is not himself.

The drunkard swordsman also felt that it would not be him.

The night was a little darker again.

The candle flame in the main hall began to dance irregularly.

It's been a long time since anyone has cut the wick of these lights.

The wax oil is also burning out.

What is about to usher in is complete darkness.

The drunkard swordsman seized the last bit of light and slashed out with a sword.

Not a thorn, but a split.

This sword didn't have the dazzling light of the previous one.

Just a soft slash of the sword.

But when the sword slashed closer, a sword light like lightning rose.

It instantly arrived at Huo Wang's neck and skull.

Huo Wang didn't want to use his sword yet.

He didn't think it was worth it.

He moved his feet backwards and pushed back a few feet.

Unexpectedly, this drunkard swordsman did not change his tricks and did not stop it.

Instead, he slashed at the position where Huo Wang was standing before.

Although the object of this sword is only air.

Empty air.

There is no component of air.

But he was already like he had hit Huo Wang.

There is not the slightest slackness.

"I've really not seen many of such thorough sword moves. ”

Huo Wang said.

"Because you are also an extremely thorough person, only a thorough sword move can kill you. ”

The drunkard swordsman made a move and spoke.

"Only a thorough person can use such a thorough sword move. At this point, you and I are fellow travelers. ”

Huo Wang said.

The drunkard swordsman shook his head.

"A truly thorough person will not change himself because of anything. Just like the ancients said, don't be happy with things, don't be sad with yourself. ”

Huo Wang frowned.

Of course, he has heard the eight words "not to be happy with things" or to be sad about himself.

It's just that he has always suspected that there is no one in this world who can do it.

Huo Wang thought that his heart was strong enough.

But he still goes crazy to get the Star Sword.

even recruited a magic puppet artist.

It suddenly occurred to him that this demon puppet had not appeared for a long time.

In the past, he had to appear by his side like a ghost every day, and say a few strange words from time to time.

Huo Wang rarely took his words.

But he didn't seem to need a response.

Still talking to himself.

It seems that as long as anyone can listen, he is satisfied.

But he didn't know where he had gone.

Is it no longer pestering yourself?

That's at least a few words.

Huo Wang has experienced too much life and death.

His attitude towards death is a wordless parting.

Only this time, he hoped that the demon puppet actor would appear generously, and then said to him:

"Huo Wang, I'm leaving. ”

However, once such a thing happened, Huo Wang felt a little empty in his heart.

Huo Wang didn't know why he had such feelings.

But he really wanted to hear something like that.

"Why are you happy and what are you sad about?"

Huo Wang asked.

"I thought nothing could bind me. I like swords, but not swords. I love to drink, and I can't drink alcohol. It wasn't until I met her that I learned that people would always be tied hand and foot several times in their lives. ”

The drunkard swordsman said.

Then there was another thunderbolt.

The sword wielded in his hand with a tiger.

Straight to Huo Wang's body.

It seemed to split him in half from head to toe. Huo Wang leaned over slightly.

Dodge the sword again.

However, the green bricks in the ground were broken into fifteen pieces.

These green bricks, the process of one piece, take three years and five months.

There have been many battles in this hall.

But the door was never damaged in the slightest.

Not even a single white mark appeared.

The martial arts cultivation of this drunkard swordsman can be seen.

"You don't use a sword. ”

Huo Wang said.

"Not really. ”

The drunkard swordsman nodded and said.

"You use a knife?"

Huo Wang asked.

for he also used the sword.

Only after getting the star sword, like Tang Zhongsong, did he abandon the sword and use the sword.

"I don't use anything. ”

The drunkard swordsman shook his head and said.

Huo Wang was silent.

It's not that he doesn't believe it.

I think it's weird.

A man who has never used a blade actually picked up a sword and can use it so well in an instant.

Isn't that a very strange thing?

The drunkard swordsman bent on his knees.

The figure jumped high.

This sword, however, has changed the number of paths.

The sword was wrapped in full energy.

Straight towards Huo Wang's throat.

Huo Wang looked at the cold light on the tip of the drunkard swordsman's sword.

This cold light gradually dimmed in his pupils.

There was a hint of sigh in his expression, mixed with a little sadness.

People will eventually become.

I was able to pick up a sword from not using a blade.

can go from being reluctant to kill people to being torn apart.

Although he is not in favor of this.

But he could understand.

Because Huo Wang had already guessed that the one who gave this sword to the drunkard swordsman must be a woman.

When he was at the restaurant during the day, the drunkard swordsman had already said that the person who gave the sword was a beautiful woman.

But Huo Wang didn't believe it.

Everyone loves to brag.

And the braggadocio that men brag about is often related to women.

Especially the beauties.

Huo Wang is not close to women, and he does not have such transparent and meticulous ideas in this regard.

So he misses a very important point.

That is, no matter how many ups and downs a man goes through, no matter how stubborn his temperament is, he will eventually be changed by a certain woman.

This woman may be a wife, or she may be a lover.

Or sister, sister, mother.

They all have the possibility.

But after all, it will be a woman.

A man can be filled with righteous indignation and stick a knife in his ribs for his friend.

But there will be no compromise for the sake of friends.

But it is possible to repeatedly give in and abandon all principles for the sake of a certain woman.

It's the same as killing someone who has to see blood.

It's a very helpless thing.

"Why don't you have a sword yet?"

The drunkard swordsman asked.

"I'm waiting for you. ”

Huo Wang said.

"Wait for me for what?"

The drunkard swordsman asked puzzled.

"Wait until you learn to use a sword. ”

Huo Wang replied.

The drunkard swordsman grinned.

He felt that Huo Wang was a little cute.

When he was in the restaurant, he still felt that Huo Wang was a little stunned.

But now, I really think he's cute.

If he didn't have to be famous, he would have become a famous hero, and he might be able to become a good friend with Huo Wang.

Friends and women.

Because the order of encounters is different.

The results are also naturally different.

If this drunkard swordsman had met Huo Wang first, it would have been a different situation.

Pity.

He came across first.

It was the woman who gave the sword.

"How do you learn to use a sword?"

The drunkard swordsman asked.

Huo Wang shook his head and did not answer.

It's not that he doesn't want to tell, it's that he doesn't know.

They are all halfway monks, and Huo Wang has a little more time than this drunkard swordsman.

But he can't be a teacher.

If you are not 100% sure about an issue.

Then he'd rather not say it.

If you say something wrong, you will not only harm others, but also harm yourself.

Although the misguided son seems to have nothing to do with him.

But it can always make a slight change in his heart.

And this subtle change will be reflected in the sword in his hand.

The nature of the heart has changed.

Sword moves must change.

It's like the candy blower.

Even if he has not cultivated martial arts, he is also a world-famous master in Huo Wang's eyes.

Because he's been doing the same thing for decades.

To the side, not to say that there is no pursuit.

But he was always able to get rid of these distractions.

Huo Wang couldn't do it like him.

So even if this craftsman didn't have any martial arts cultivation, Huo Wang felt that he was better than himself.

Such a person once holds the sword.

In less than three or five years, he will definitely be able to stab the tip of the sword into Huo Wang's throat.

Thinking of this, he didn't know whether to be happy or regretful.

Fortunately, there is one less threat in the Dingxi Domain.

It's a pity that there is no swordsman in the world.

Kendo is the way of the heart.

A sword move is a heart move.

When the heart arrives, where is not the sword?

With the heart, what is not a move?

It's easy to say, but it's too hard to sit up.

Even Ren Yang, who was shining in Kyushu that day, was just finding another way to create his own fishing sword.

What Huo Wang is waiting for is actually the heart of the drunkard swordsman.

Only when he suppresses the idea of making a name for that woman a little, can his heart reach and have it.

At that time, it can be regarded as entering the gate of the sword.

The drunkard swordsman took a deep breath.

Eyes slightly closed.

Huo Wang could feel that the momentum on his body was fading every minute.

Although it is declining on the surface, it is actually solid and precipitated!

However, the previous recklessness, impulsiveness, bloodthirstiness, and killing intent had disappeared in an instant.

"You'd better come back tomorrow. ”

Huo Wang said.

He snorted softly.

Then he turned and walked to his throne.

"No, not tomorrow. ”

The drunkard swordsman said.

Then he opened his eyes again.

At this moment, there is only endless vastness in his eyes.

It's like the sea in the dark.

Although the waves are never-ending, they are still rushing towards the shore.

But the rise of countless waves can smooth out all the folds of the sea in a moment.

In the eyes of the drunkard swordsman, there is a sea without waves.

Or rather, he froze the wave.

Freeze at the very end of the beach where it washes onto the beach.

This is also the moment when the sea is at its most stretching.

"That's the day after tomorrow. ”

Huo Wang said.

"I won't come again. ”

The drunkard swordsman said.

He actually put away his sword.

Huo Wang looked at all this calmly.

It seems that I had expected it for a long time.

"I don't know your name yet. ”

Huo Wang said.

"Does it matter what it's called?"

The drunkard swordsman asked rhetorically.

"You know my name is Huo Wang, but I don't know you. It doesn't matter what it's called, but it's at least a polite thing to do by name. Especially after you've already slashed me twice and stabbed me again. ”

Huo Wang said.

"My name is Chu Kuo. ”

The drunkard swordsman paused and said.

"Chutian's Chu is open and wide. ”

The drunkard swordsman continued.

"The twilight is heavy and the sky is wide......"

Huo Wangnian muttered.

People are as their name suggests.

The foggy sky of Chudi that night was so vast and endless.

Although where this place is, it is impossible to verify it today.

But the drunkard swordsman who is home all over the world, why should he stick to the location of Chudi?

As long as people are there.

Where is not Chudi?

Where is the sky not wide?