Haunting Ruge crossed his knees on the back of the fire phoenix, holding a jar of wine in his arms, as if he had just been unearthed.

He thought about it, Zhong Xihou's swordsmanship is indeed powerful, and now that he has the famous sword in his hand, it is time to restart the legend of "Hongchen rides alone, travels thousands of miles alone".

There are too many powerful swordsmen in this world, Hualuo Xicheng Zhongxi Hou, the Seven Star Sword Saint is silent, and the twins are vertical and horizontal······

Bai Yun's sword once amazed the world, he clenched his fists, He never wanted the world to know that Zhong Nanyan's sword has a successor, and Bai Yun's sword has a successor.

"Qu'er, you said that thirteen famous swords are worth exchanging for one Long Yao?"

He shrugged his shoulders and asked the falcon. The falcon standing on his shoulder did not give face, but took care of himself and fell asleep, completely ignoring it. Ying Ruge laughed, silly, stupid, are you asking this imprisoned dragon wild crane or are you asking yourself?

The lingering song melted away the phoenix two feet above the ground, and the falcon opened its eyes in an instant, spread its wings and flew away. Haunting Ruge turned over and landed firmly on the ground, scolding a few words of song ruthless and unrighteous.

Guarding the door were two young warriors wearing cyan armor and holding halberds, and when they saw the comer, they were haunting and kneeling on one knee: "Venerable." ”

Ying Ruge strode away, ignoring it, and the two of them got up after Ying Ruge left.

"Xia Tong, what do you say His Holiness is in such a hurry?"

"His Holiness has always acted like this, do you see something wrong?"

"Some time ago, the Tianluan killer traveled east of Jinling together, and it didn't take long for Kang Jinlong to ······" The blue-armored warrior named Dong Cheng made a motion to wipe his neck, and rolled his eyes by the way.

"Kang Jinlong?

Xia Tong was quite skeptical, too, no matter how Kang Jinlong was, he was still a first-class master, and he died without warning, it shouldn't be!

"Tianluan traveled east in order to go to Jinling to investigate the cause of death of the pavilion lords, but later Kang Jinlong, Kui Wood Wolf and others were transferred by the Venerable to do other things, and I don't know what the Venerable thinks. ”

"Have you noticed that His Holiness came back today with a lot of anger on his body. ”

"It's also dead. ”

The owner of this abode is the world-famous sword saint Zhuge Ding, not to mention the people of the world, even in the twilight building, few people know where the strange talent in this sword lives.

Zhuge Ding has long been a sixtieth birthday, he is dressed and eats, but he is very particular about wine.

I don't care about three meals without meat, and I don't have the heart to move the chopsticks without wine for one meal.

After Bai Xiaotian went crazy, Zhuge Ding and Bai Wuchang retreated together.

Where did Bai Wuchang go, he didn't say anything to the people in the same building, but before leaving, he went to see Ying Ruge and practice his sword silently, with a smile on his face, and said with a smile, "The Zen machine has not arrived."

And Zhuge Ding has been staying in the back mountain of the Dusk Cold Building.

Ying Ruge can no longer understand the character of this old guy, and he can't see this old thing when his daughter is scattered, and a jar of fragrant wine is enough to lure him out of the hole. But Zhuge Ding is not so much a swordsman in the world who wants to visit, but a greedy desire in his heart to seize it.

Whoever gets the Qingdi jade pen may not be able to win the world, how to paint and calligraphy the rise and fall of the world without ink, how to write martial arts cheats. And the sword saint Zhuge Ding, who controls this text, not to mention a secret book, he can write ten or twenty famous sword books in the world.

But these people are wrong.

"Elder Zhuge greeting, see you like a song. ”

He stood at the mouth of the windward cave and shouted, it was extremely difficult for the sound to reach in such a place. When you speak, you can hear the voice, usually not the person in front of you, but the person behind you.

An eagle chirped, and when he looked up, the white falcon was hovering high.

"Good fellow, I know how to help your brother report······

There was no response, and she was about to announce it loudly again, but Qu'er was in a hurry, and she let out a few long whistles.

"Come in, your white rooster's voice is too harsh, stop it, don't scream." ”

Qu'er leaned down and rested firmly on the shoulders of the lingering song. He was like a naughty boy, teasing the white falcon, not afraid of provoking the air overlord at all, and pecked his eyes with a beak.

Zhuge Ding is a sloppy person, like a rag begging for food. However, there is no such blessing as him, and there is wine to drink every day, and it is not the wine that can be bought for a few coppers.

Zhuge Ding, who let Yingruge see today, looks even more sloppy, naked, the meat on his chest and belly has been relaxed, and the meat is sagging layer by layer.

In front of Zhuge Ding was a stove, into which he threw some yellow paper with drawings and writing.

"How much did the elder write and draw today?"

"Ying'er understands, the reason why people in the world compete for me as a person who doesn't understand martial arts is because I have brains, and they don't have brains. ”

It's not a nice word, but I have to admit it.

"I thought you would come to me earlier, or when I and Bai Wuchang haven't abdicated, but you see, you let me be an old man and wait, you didn't come. ”

Ying Ruge put the pot of wine on the stone table: "Aren't you here to make amends today, the good wine fairy is drunk, I wanted to buy bamboo leaves, but the money bag was empty." I remember that the elder used to accompany the landlord and the master to drink several pots of bamboo leaf greens, and Ying'er was not kind. ”

In front of this old man, although Ying Ruge has not taken off his armor, his words and demeanor are like that of a child.

"I like good wine, but you're wrong, it's those two old immortals who drink with me, the drunkard. Zhuge Ding closed his eyes and sniffed, his face was full of joy, smashed his mouth, and said, "Yes, yes, it is a good wine unique to Jinling City, and the immortals are drunk." This mellow fragrance, I am afraid that there will be more than 30 years of fire, and Ying'er is much more heartfelt than the child who is silent. ”

Ying Ruge couldn't help frowning slightly, didn't he come to Wen Jiansheng without saying anything?Besides, where did the immortal drunk come from?

Zhuge Ding didn't look at Yingruge, but seemed to understand what he was thinking, and said: "That kid, I'm still entangled in the seventh sword, don't mention him, come, let's have a drink." ”

The old man smiled, took the wine, but opened the cork and poured it into his mouth, drank a few sips, and looked happy: "Good wine, Ying'er, you are too stupid, fortunately, they are much smarter than Bai Xiaotian." Yan Xiaoming can be regarded as a master on his face, don't say half of it, there is no reason for this. Does Yan Xiao use a sword?"

Ying Ruge shook his head, it was true that he had never seen Yan Xiao use a sword, but what kind of weapon did Yan Xiao use? He really couldn't remember, as if he really hadn't seen him use a weapon very peacefully.

Zhuge Ding originally wanted to refute, but later gave up. Yan Xiao not only uses a sword, but also a knife. Not only is the sword passing, but also has a pair of famous swords that are unparalleled in the world.

"Child, many fools think that they can force me to submit by force, but in the face of violence, you have no ability to resist, and if you are cowardly once, you will not be able to raise your head in this life. ”

He beckoned Yingruge to sit down, and handed Yingruge the yellow paper that had not yet been burned to Yingruge. Looking down, his expression changed, under the mask, Zhuge Ding naturally couldn't see his face, but he could guess his expression.

"Here, this sword book is quite suitable for you. ”

The old man stuffed it into the singer, but it was the dancing swordsmanship that fell in the West City.

"Hahaha, kid, it's strange, why do I show you the Dancing Goose Sword Technique?"

Yingruge didn't say much, he threw the top few sword books in the world into the furnace, Zhuge Ding nodded, that's why he liked this Yingruge.

"Worry-free or silent, these children didn't come to me once or twice to ask me for a sword book. Now, if you take this dancing sword technique, you will take it, and if you take the sword score here, you will take it, and I will not be able to resist. ”

The old man suddenly looked in the direction of the entrance of the cave and sneered: "I forgot, Xia Tong and Dong Cheng are still outside, but if they don't get in the way, they won't do anything." ”

The price is that the elders will henceforth draw a line of separation from each other. ”

"Child, what kind of sword is Baiyun's sword?"

"Hongchen rides alone, thousands of miles alone. ”

"Your right hand has clearly used the Baiyun Sword Technique, if you are not mistaken, you have also used the Falling Flower Shy Forest and the Tassel Flower Realm. ”

It's not surprising that you change a sword for a sword, and the strength of your hands is different, and the expansion and contraction of your muscles are naturally different. The muscles will recover quickly, but the breath will not dissipate for a while. It's a pity that this time he saw the old man wrong, he didn't use Cui to use the falling flowers, he was after watching Zhong Xihou's dancing swordsmanship and urging the sword to laugh and lie in the shade of the flowers.

"Baiyun Sword Technique and Dancing Goose Sword Technique, when I first saw these two sets of sword scores, I thought it was just a different name, and there are too many similarities. After reading it for a long time, I can't help but feel contempt. ”

Zhuge Ding continued to drink, and after only a while, the altar of immortals was half drunk, and he casually put the jar aside.

"Well, good wine is always enough. I forget how many years ago, the man named Zhong Nanyan came to me for the first time, this man is indeed a rare cheerful person in the world, and he does everything according to his own will. He handed over the Dancing Sword Score and asked me to help him understand it, and I had heard of the Baiyun Sword Technique before that, and there were many similarities between the two. Now that I think about it, too, there is a lot of martial arts in the world, and there are naturally many swordsmanship similarities in the world. ”

Zhuge Ding spoke, lingering like a song.

"I won't say how I promised this man. Later, a man who looked extremely ugly came to me, and also presented a set of sword books, that is, the white cloud swordsmanship, this man, I am afraid you are very familiar with it. ”

"Father?"

"It's the bull-nosed Taoist of the dog, and his tone is not small, saying that if I don't help, I will unscrew my head and bow. But this person was too crazy, Bai Xiaotian came to my house as a guest, and he drew his sword when he was unhappy, beating the dog to the point that there was almost no way to retreat. ”

Zhuge Ding was talking and laughing in front of the lingering song, such a thing, he said it was like a few children who were still four or five years old playing and fighting. Yingruge made up a long list of pictures, thinking of the scene where his adoptive father was beaten by the landlord, and couldn't help but hook his lips and smile. So, did the adoptive father bring a silver gun or a jade flute at that time?

Ying Ruge knew that Zhuge Ding liked this dog, if he didn't like this man, in the end, he wouldn't help Bai Yun to understand this sword technique.

"But this man is really bold, he dared to come a second time after coming once, knowing that the hard one doesn't work and doesn't know how to use the soft one, and he still coerces me. ”

"My father is such a person, he looks like a ghost rakshasa, but in fact he is a rare good person. ”

"He's a good man, but he's still a fool who came to coerce me to bring the best wine from the cellar back then, this fool, if you want to force me not to put a chronic poison or something in the wine. With a person like me who is greedy for life and afraid of death, I think I said it right away. ”

After chatting for almost an hour, Zhuge Ding kept talking with a smile.

He looked at the child, reached out, and slowly removed his visor.

Well, when you grow up, you are indeed handsome, although your face is different, but this faint temperament is more and more similar to that plain fairy. Who is worthy of the word "fairy" in the whole world, except for her Baiyun?

Who else?

Who else would dare?

"Ying'er, do you know how that ugly guy finally got my annotated sword book?" the old man laughed a few times and asked himself, "He opened the wine in front of me, took a sip of it himself, and threatened to break the wine jar······"