On the roof on the other side of Zhong Xihou's house, Zhong Xihou was dressed in beige clothes, holding a pot of wine and eating a few hot buns. A gust of wind blew, and the person who came was dressed in red, but with a glimpse of his line of work, Zhong Xihou could understand who was coming to join in the fun.

And he lifted up the plate of buns, and did not speak. Ying Ruge reached out and took one, looked at it, and took a bite, it was fragrant and fluffy, delicate and delicious, even more delicious than the buns he ate in the city that never sleeps.

"It's delicious, I haven't gotten tired of it for more than 20 years. ”

Although the buns were delicious, Ying Ruge didn't ask where they bought it, nor did she ask for it again, so she stared straight at the courtyard, as if she was also looking forward to the show.

Zhong Xihou pinched a bun and said, "Why don't you and my senior brother have a small bet?"

It is true that the two studied under the same person, but every time Zhong Xihou mentioned his brothers, it was obvious that Ying Ruge was not disgusted by such a relationship, but he never cared. He lowered his voice and asked, "Let's talk about it." ”

"If Zhu Yinuo wins Tianqin, for your sake, I will ask Xiao Liang to teach him the way of swordsmanship again, thoroughly. ”

"What's in it for me?

Zhong Xihou laughed lightly and said, "Simple, you take off your armor and accompany me to the restaurant to drink." ”

"I never thought that Zhong Daxia would have such a bad taste. ”

Zhong Xihou smiled softly again, and said, "What's the matter, is it that you don't have confidence in this little prince of Jinling, or are you afraid that the Black Armor Army of Night City is too strong, and you think that this little gamble will definitely be lost?"

Yingruge sneered, looked at Zhu Yinuo's steps and figure, nodded slightly, quite confident, and said: "This Jinling Xiaowang's temperament really doesn't understand, Hou Ye is willing to help him, and it can be regarded as his creation." It's a matter of words, but the sword path of this savage under your command may take the stage?"

"It's also this Jinling Xiaowang who came to the door today, and what I hesitated about a few days ago has only now been settled. Xiao Liang's sword can be staged, but it cannot be staged. Zhong Xihou took a sip of wine, and without waiting for Ying Ruge to ask again, he directly explained, "You once discussed swords with me, and there were small victories. But if you really hold a sword, it's an inferior level. Don't panic, Xiao Liang can be a literary teacher, a martial artist, since someone else. ”

"Is that so? Have you ever heard of the name Twilight Zhitu?"

Zhong Xihou frowned and asked, "Twilight Zhitu?" I have heard of it, there is not much information, and I have heard that it can be regarded as a plastic talent. ”

Ying Ruge nodded, and continued: "Kui Wood Wolf is Twilight Zhitu, Zhitu has seen this little prince last night, he said bluntly, except for the Sword Saint in the world, only you Zhongxi Hou knows the most about swords. ”

Zhong Xihou has heard too many words of praise like this, but some time ago he was extremely arrogant and wanted to use the sword to teach his little junior brother such a remark today, Zhong Xihou was also proud from the bottom of his heart, and he drank two mouthfuls of wine in the pot while being happy, I don't know if the bun was not swallowed in his mouth or drank too fast, he choked and coughed all of a sudden.

It was also this coughing sound that made the three people in the courtyard notice that there were two other spectators standing on the roof on the other side.

The two people who were teased and teased by Xiao Liang and were ready to fight, one saw that the city lord he admired was staring here, and couldn't help but beat faster and his face was red, and the other, with his eyes focused, saw the familiar face armor of the man in red, remembered the humiliation of the restaurant that day, and couldn't help but clench his back molars.

Xiao Liang saw the expressions of the two of them, and felt that the show could begin, so he put the sword back and sat on the steps, clapped his palms, and said, "Okay, then the two of you will take the weapons by yourself, when to start, you two are free." I forgot to mention that if something in the yard is broken, the person who loses will be compensated. ”

After all, you may feel that it is not so comfortable to sit on the steps, so you simply learn from Maitreya Buddha to sleep on the steps with one hand on his face.

Zhu Yinuo didn't think about it, and directly pulled out the sword that Fang Cai Xiaoliang had used. Qu Tianqin hesitated left and right, she didn't go into the lobby to take a scimitar on the chair, and finally chose a half-moon mother knife among many weapons. While tying the leather scabbard to his waist, he muttered: "Your Central Plains people's clothes are really troublesome, wait, wait, I'll ······ first Well······"

Zhu Yinuo smiled, it seems that this Tianqin is really ready to work hard. The half-moon mother knife is the same as the full moon halberd, the standard weapon of the Black Armor Army in the city that never sleeps, it seems that Qu Tianqin is determined to play with himself.

Zhu Yinuo closed his eyes, flipped through thousands of pictures in his mind with a snap of his fingers, frowned slightly, stretched again, and his eyes shone with confidence. Zhong Xihou's eyes were farther than Yingruge's, he laughed, and teased Yingruge: "It seems that the odds of winning this bet you pressed seem to be greater." However, this kid didn't seem to wake up, and Lyra was a very rude girl. ”

Zhu Yinuo lowered his arm and held the sword with his backhand, and his left hand moved forward, making a gesture of please. Qu Tianqin took out the larger mother knife, leaned sideways and held the knife in both hands, the blade was no more than half a foot from his face, and on the knife surface that was brighter than the mirror, Qu Tianqin's eyes were already full of murderous intent.

Hearing her shout, she rushed towards Zhu Yinuo, the little prince of Jinling threw out a few sword flowers, and turned into a sword in his hand to prepare to fight.

There was a sound of blade handover, sparks splashed, and Zhu Yinuo's brows tightened again, this girl is only sixteen or seventeen years old, how can her strength be greater than that of the heavy armored soldiers in the barracks. He was on tiptoe with his right foot a little and his arms spread out and gliding backwards four or five feet. How could Qu Tianqin let it go, he quickly caught up, slashing left and right mercilessly.

The knife was about to be cut down, but Zhu Yinuo leaned forward instead, and stabbed upwards with his backhand sword. Qu Tianqin's strength was too great, and his strength was slow, so he had to take off the mother knife and lose weight, like a spirit monkey, and Zhu Yinuo opened a distance with a heel flip.

In the distance, Zhong Xihou couldn't help but applaud, Zhu Yinuo, the kid, still had some concerns about the sword, if he didn't change his backhand, he was afraid that the mother knife would fall to the waist position, and his sword had pierced Qu Tianqin's jaw. Zhongxi Hou pondered bitterly, thinking about the opponents he had encountered in the past ten years, but he couldn't think of anyone who had used this kind of move that seemed to be a shipwreck.

"Tai Sui is coming, and the nine stars are flying. ”

lingering like a song, Zhong Xihou was even more confused. He naturally knew that Zhu Yinuo's sword moves were only such as Nine Star Flying Fu, and he had also teased and taught this little prince a lesson yesterday. But why is it that in just a few hours, this little king's sword actually has a change in germplasm.

Looking at Qu Tianqin again, I felt that I was being played by this little prince of Jinling, and I was annoyed and angry. She neither picked up nor drew the knife, and rushed up empty-handed. Zhu Yinuo didn't pay attention for a while, and took the move with one hand, and suffered a loss again.

This little girl, the strength is really scary.

Zhu Yinuo was lifted up by his whole body, and he was thrown four or five zhang away, but fortunately, he practiced the fast sword and nine stars flying down, and the most important thing was the balance of his body. I saw him roll over twice in the air, and when he landed, his knees bent slightly and rolled again.

Zhu Yinuo looked at the not pretty, but also playful and lovely Westerner girl in front of him, but he was a little afraid.

Qu Tianqin would not let go of every flaw, so she saw that she took out her sub-knife and shot at Zhu Yinuo, and ran quickly while Zhu Yinuo was dodging, and picked up the mother knife with a roll, and slashed more than a dozen knives one after another. Although this series of movements was smooth and perfectly connected, Zhong Xihou couldn't help but press his temples.

"What's the matter, didn't sleep well last night?"

"It's nothing, it's sad to be drunk, it's not that fast. ”

Qu Tianqin roared angrily, lifted it with his foot, and the knife was kicked to the waist and abdomen, and he held it in his hand again, so that Zhu Yinuo could only dodge with such a large and a small pair of knives without gaps.

Zhong Xihou looked at this scene as if he was familiar with it, and asked, "Have you ever seen the knife technique of slashing left and right with two knives?"

Ying Ruge looked at it carefully and shook his head, Zhong Xihou thought that he didn't know, and was about to say something, but he preemptively said: "This is not a sword technique, this is really to say, count it as a sword technique." Or maybe you, the maid, secretly remembered it when she saw the Nine Stars Flying One Day. ”

Zhong Xihou showed a shallow smile and took another sip of wine, quite interested, he didn't expect Tianqin to have this ability.

It's a pity, it's a pity, whether it's the Ghost Controlling Venerable of this Dusk Cold Tower, or the City Lord of the Sleepless City in the West, it's too instinctive cognition. Qu Tianqin is just a little girl after all, how can there be these two demons with the same talents, and they can steal other people's sword moves after seeing it.

Qu Tianqin's move was just learned by the Black Armor Army during its daily training, why was it felt like a nine-star flying by Zhongxi Hou and Yingruge, that was the problem of the nine-star flying ambush.

Although the Nine Stars Flying Fu is a fast sword, its essence is a set of the simplest swordsmanship and the simplest swordsmanship.

Since it is the simplest sword move, then the other people's destruction moves are similar to the Nine Star Flying Fu, so there is nothing to be curious about.

If you want to say that the swordsmanship is similar, is there still an exaggeration of the similarity between the dancing swordsmanship and the white cloud swordsmanship in the world?

Let's talk about this duel, and seeing that Qu Tianqin and Zhu Yinuo have made more than ten moves, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Zhu Yinuo intends to let Qu Tianqin, after all, the sword has no eyes, and if he really makes a move, it will be a big joke. Zhong Xihou may have been bored, yawned, put down the unfinished buns and wine jugs, got up and patted his clothes, jumped out, opened his arms, and flew out as if riding the wind.

After seeing it, Ying Ruge kicked it with his foot, kicking the wine jug towards Zhong Xihou, accompanied by the sound of the whirring wind, Zhong Xihou turned around in the air to catch the wine jug and spin, and his body fell steadily to a low tree. I saw him take a sip of the wine in the jug, smile like a naughty child, and walk away by himself.

Xiao Liang naturally noticed that there was no one on the roof in the distance, and just when Qu Tianqin's knife was about to be cut out and Zhu Yinuo had not moved, he threw Qu Tianqin out of the kraft wine pot bag. Qu Tianqin's body was unstable, he staggered a few steps, turned back in annoyance, and glared angrily.

Xiao Liang grinned, picked up the cowhide wine bag, looked at Zhu Yinuo head-on, respectfully, and said: "I never thought that the little prince's swordsmanship would be superb overnight to such a realm, and Yan Hude would make amends for yesterday's rudeness." Tianqin, can't you see that the little prince is letting you everywhere? You just went out with that knife, either you lost your life or broke your appearance, stupid girl. ”

Qu Tianqin widened her grape-like round eyes, her eyes were full of malice, and she said indignantly: "Xiao Liang, has your elbow been discounted?"

Xiao Liang was still smiling, he tied the cowhide wine bag around his waist, made a knife with both hands, and made a gesture of invitation to Zhu Yinuo. Zhu Yinuo understood, put away the sword, put it aside, and turned his fingers into the sword. I saw that Xiao Liang imitated Qu Tianqin's moves just now, opening the bow left and right, and indeed hit Zhu Yinuo step by step, but after swinging more than a dozen knives in a row, Zhu Yinuo turned sideways, stabbed out with a sword close to the ground, and pointed directly at Xiao Liang's jaw.

Xiao Liang kept rubbing and poking the place where he was stabbed, and replaced it with a blade, and he didn't know what kind of death it was.

Looking at Qu Tianqin on the side again, his face was red, and he left quickly after a cold snort. Zhu Yinuo was at a loss like wood, but Xiao Liang laughed like a stone in the well. He turned to face Zhu Yinuo and looked at the little prince of Jinling, he was really curious, what was the reason, this little prince made rapid progress overnight, it was really amazing.

Similarly, what is the reason, this little prince's mentality changed suddenly overnight.

"It's better to come to this house on a single day, I will teach you again from the sword swing, and you can play by yourself on a double day, and you don't have to be restrained. There is only one point, not a drop of wine. ”

Zhu Yinuo squinted his eyes and looked this barbarian man up and down, with ten thousand points of distrust in his eyes.

Xiao Liang couldn't see it, haha a few times, then turned around and walked away, saying as he walked: "Little prince, come if you believe it, don't give up that time if you don't believe it." ”

Zhu Yinuo naturally had no interest in this Yan Hu Deliang, since Zhong Xihou refused to see him, he was also bored and helpless. I had to go back, whether to continue to watch the grass roll, or go to the flower building to drink, and think about it again after leaving this house.

Zhu Yinuo just stepped out of the door, but saw Qu Tianqin squatting outside the door, heard the voice, looked up, naturally, she was waiting for Zhu Yinuo. Zhu Yinuo wanted to laugh at her a few more words, but after thinking about it, he finally gave up and was about to leave. The skirt was pulled by Qu Tianqin, and she looked down to see what this Western girl was going to do.

I heard Qu Tianqin say softly: "Believe it or not, in the city that never sleeps, Xiao Liang and Hou Ye discussed swords, and it was this wolf cub who won in the end." ”

The leg that Zhu Yinuo originally wanted to step out was so stiff, and the first wise man in the world knew everything to comment on the contemporary sword saint, and it was none other than the cold hall master of the Dusk Han Building. Mo Ming laughed again and said that the swordsmanship of the city lord who never sleeps in the West is unmatched in the world, no matter which one is true or which is false, this barbarian man like a coolie slave seems to be more than just a barbarian with luggage.

But why, Mo Ming would say that the person who understands swords in the world is Zhong Xihou, and when it comes to swords, Zhong Xihou will lose to a person who doesn't use swords?

The west lord traveled eastward, met Gongzi Nuo, Gongzi Nuo asked: A knife and a sword to level business, which sword can master ups and downs? The west lord was silent, and when he met the wolf king, he asked: A knife and a sword to level business, what is the sword to talk about life and death? The wolf king thought about it, saying: The knife is not a knife, the sword is not a sword, and the sword is empty and dances in the spring and autumn. - "Xicheng Chronicles-Zhongxihou"