Seeing that the dragon was slaughtered, and I just glanced at the farewell, this method really made the silent monk suffer a big blow, but it was too much to take it to heart, after all, everyone was still testing each other.

And the Confucian left sacrificial wine Xie Wuzhang who tried to persuade saw this scene, his face was also worse than before, but this face was not for me to see today, but for the lonely monk who shot at will, his wide Confucian sleeves were gently waved at the moment, and the big snake in the distance was suddenly washed into the river again by the river, and looking at the big snake, the left sacrificial wine was in the mouth of the vibrating words, this scene fell in the eyes of me today, but it was another artistic conception in it, and I couldn't help but sneer:

"Taoist priests don't cultivate, monks love to fight, Confucian students do excess, this world is not chaotic and difficult! Could it be that it is really my fault?

I don't hide the contempt and sarcasm in my tone at all, just like this situation, these people who think they are orthodox in the world, always under the banner of high-sounding, sit on the wolf's heart, and today they just met themselves.

"Today's head is a good one, I'm afraid that the four of us can't say you, this "invincible at the time" saw today, I was also convinced from the bottom of my heart, but I was convinced, but there are some things, we are different, not conspiring with each other. I, Chang, can only do this against my will, and please don't be surprised by the current head."

The person who spoke, isn't it the white-haired old man who has been sitting in anticipation, as if in retreat, I don't look at it now, but I can't see its roots, although I am a little surprised, but I don't care too much, but I can't help but reply:

"The way is not their own opinion, each has his own way! What is there to admit wrongdoing?"

Hearing what I said today, the old man did not continue to sit on the stone bench and continued to sit dry, but stood up, turned around, and looked at the people in front of him with the face that had already been wrinkled, but no matter what the other four people thought, a few steps away, it was like I did a series of farewells, and Zheng Sheng said:

"The old man is not talented, he is the fifth son of the Sword Sect of Shu Kingdom, since he was five years old to learn the sword, it has been ninety-four years, and after today, it is a hundred years, but his life qualifications are dull, compared with the others, like the bright moon and dust, can not be compared with it, can only make up for the clumsy with diligence, practice three sword styles every day, and is also nicknamed Mr. Three Swords."

Speaking of this, Wuyezi looked to the west, there is his homeland, is the longest stay in his life, but also the place with the deepest feelings, he is the royal family of Shu, should enjoy the glory and wealth, wives and concubines, but since the age of five to learn the sword, but in the eyes, in the heart, there is only the sword in the dream, and there is no other thought, to stay until the age of ten has six, but left the palace, went to Shushan, known as the first sword of Shu to learn swordsmanship, come and go but do not want to have seventy-nine years, and it just so happens that tomorrow is the day of eighty years, when he was invited by Jin Ming, he thought about it for a long time, whether to go on this tripOr stay in Shushan with peace of mind, waiting for the deadline to come, but a hundred years of sword practice, has never met a person worthy of three swords, so what is the meaning of this sword practice? How can a sword that cannot kill people be called a good sword? Thinking of this, he knew that this trip had become a catastrophe, and only by sword against sword could it be broken.

"Mr. Three Swords? I have heard of it, but if you want me to say, your three swords are too rigid! Not a living sword! Even if you are refined into steel, you will not enter the realm of high grade, and it will be difficult to reach the hall of elegance, even if you derive another sword and become Mr. Four Swords, I will only have one sword to break it now!"

When I said these words today, there was no fluctuation on my face, and even the previous ridicule never appeared, he was expounding one thing, one fact, and when Mr. Sanjian heard this, even though he felt that I was very angry about saying goodbye today, but from the bottom of my heart, he still recognized my words from the bottom of my heart.

I only heard Goyako speak again, but it made everyone present gasp except for me today.

"If I have five swords, is it worth the second sword from the head of the sect today?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the entire pavilion turned their eyes to Farewell to me, and they were all speculating in their hearts, what kind of words I would say in Farewell Farewell today! And whether this was true or false? But under the eyes of everyone, I shook my head and did not reply, but looked at the north outside the pavilion, and said softly:

"He's coming."

As soon as I heard my words fall today, a team of thirty iron horsemen rode towards the pavilion where everyone was, but the people in the pavilion didn't care about the thirty iron horses, to put it mildly, one of the six people shot at random, and these thirty people were all dead, but what they cared about was a carriage behind the iron horseman.

The carriage did not charge like the iron horsemen, it seemed that the owner of the carriage did not like to be impatient, or the speed of the carriage was not as fast as the iron horses, for whatever reason, the carriage drove slowly behind it, and the iron horsemen, who had already run, stopped their horses and dismounted fifty paces outside the pavilion, and then thirty people scattered on both sides, and stood in the distance, clearing the way for the carriage behind them.

At this moment, everyone in the pavilion did not continue to speak, but looked at the slowly approaching carriage, each thinking about something in their hearts, but now I and the five yako are casually looking at other places, as if everything that will happen after this has nothing to do with him.

I saw the carriage slowly passing by, and the person driving the carriage was the martial god who had lost one of his arms, but the martial god at this moment did not have the decadent color he imagined, but his face was calm, and after stopping the carriage, he turned around and came to the door of the carriage, slowly bent down, and waited for the driver of the carriage to come out.

And the man of the carriage did not sell for too long, and after feeling that the carriage was stopped, he lifted the curtain and walked out of the carriage, it was none other than Jin Ming, who was in a high position, had a fate, and was the prime minister of the two countries.

I saw that his face was calm at the moment, and he did not look embarrassed at all because of the many masters standing in the pavilion, but unhurriedly stretched out his hand to the martial god who had been waiting on the side, followed his hand, and slowly walked out of the carriage, and straightened his own pearl court dress that was unique to the world, but walked towards the pavilion unhurriedly.

"The shelves are pretty big!"

I muttered a sentence today, but I didn't expect that with his muttering, the martial god, who had been standing behind Jin Ming and followed closely, suddenly picked up the long knife in his hand, and looked at me who said this.

"Nonsense! Today, the prime minister will meet with me today, that is to give me face, and if you say that I am, that is also to give me face, isn't your behavior so that all the celebrities in the world laugh at me Jin Ming has no energy?!"

As soon as these words came out, the martial god suddenly knelt down on one knee, but he didn't say a word of pleading, but his eyes did not move, and he continued to look at the farewell me who was leisurely in the pavilion, but the latter did not look at him, but looked at Jin Ming, who continued to walk towards him, but there was a more intriguing smile on his face.

When the martial god saw this smile, he immediately felt a little insufficient, so he wanted to stand up and continue to follow Jin Ming forward and continue to defend Jin Ming, but before he could leave, Jin Ming opened his mouth early:

"Kneel for me! Kneel here without me!"

Jin Ming, who had his back to the Martial God, didn't reply, so he said these words directly, and then slowly walked towards the pavilion, looking at the front of the farewell me, but he bent down to make a compilation, and said in a tone that was neither humble nor arrogant:

"Today's national teacher, I haven't seen you for ten years, have you ever been okay?"

Hearing Jin Ming greet him, I didn't mean to refuse Jin Ming today, and replied with a smile:

"It's good, it's good, it's good!"

It's good to have three in a row, but it added one more word at the end, and no one in the pavilion was surprised, but everyone was guessing the meaning of the words, but Jin Ming had a smile on his face, and replied with laughter:

"I also accept the help of the current national teacher, otherwise I am afraid that it will be difficult to come to this point, after all, give Jin Ming ten guts, and I don't dare to make such a dangerous move!"

Hearing this, I smiled at this farewell, and I didn't plan to extend this topic all the way, nonsense is not nonsense, I saw that at this moment, I stood sideways, but I stretched out my hand to make a gesture of please.

And as Jin Ming walked into the pavilion, this good show began, and the major masters sat back in their positions one after another, pondering their endgame, only the young man who had received me before and now had no place to sit at the moment, so he could only stand on the chessboard in the middle, slowly stand still, and close his eyes, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

But Jin Ming was not polite in the slightest, the corners of his mouth smiled slightly, but with a wave of his big hand, he rolled up the long sleeves, sat down in the stone bench, sat quietly, looked at the place that had not been seated for a long time, and said goodbye to me:

"National teacher, if you come, you will be safe, why don't you dare to sit at the same table with Jin Ming?"

As soon as these words came out, although the people in the pavilion were still sitting on the chessboard, their ears were pricked up, and they all wanted to hear what I should do at this moment, but after Wuyezi sat back in his position, he still closed his eyes and recuperated, as if he was no longer the same person as the four people.