Chapter Ninety-Five: Demon Sword Silk Light Sword
"Yan Xi!" Wang Bing exclaimed in surprise and rushed in.
"What?" Huang San was stunned and rushed in.
saw Zhou Yanxi leaning against the wall, and the slanting sun from nowhere was reflected on Zhou Yanxi's green silk.
This is a hazy beauty, the person in front of him snuggled against the wall, the green silk fluttering, returned to the sides, scattered in front of him.
"Let's go!" Huang San's face changed, and a sense of crisis suddenly came.
"God, don't be indecent!" a rather majestic voice sounded.
Wang Bing picked up Zhou Yanxi one step ahead of Huang San, but Huang San had no choice but to take the lead in evacuating.
When I left the room, the scene in front of me changed.
The two of them stood on top of a hill as the door closed behind them.
There was not a single tree on this mountain, only a patch of green grass from top to bottom.
Instead, this sea of green is mixed with red, blue, and yellow, and it is an unknown wildflower blooming.
"Positioning!" Wang Bing shouted angrily.
"Southern Regions, Northern Hu Mountain!" a mechanical voice sounded.
"What?" Huang San had just left the Southern Regions, and he was coming back again?
"Isn't this Zhou Yanxi's hometown?" Wang Bing frowned slightly.
"What?" Huang San turned on the repeater mode.
"Now we are on the top of the mountain, and Zhou Yanxi lives in the small town at the foot of the mountain. In other words, we are going to go down on foot. Wang Bing analyzed.
"What?" Huang San looked down at the mountain, which might be more appropriately called a large mound.
"Let's go!" Wang Bing jumped down, this mountain was obviously a slope, but Wang Bing flew down the mountain.
"The wind, the bloodline magic weapon is really strange!" Huang San shook his head, and there was a strong wind surging around Wang Bing.
"Wind Technique!" With the help of the spell, Huang San can also fly by the wind.
The two glided all the way down the mountain, and the grass waves under them swung to both sides, giving Huang Sanyi the illusion of rowing for a while.
The two of them stood at the bottom of the mountain, looking back, and the two ravines slowly closed with the breeze on the mountain.
And in front of them is a small town, with compact and regular houses,
The town was full of people, but most of them were old people, who were carrying vegetables and passing by a house.
If the door of the house is closed, the old man will continue to walk forward, and if the door is open, the old man will go in and blow a few words.
Huang Saner walked into the town and instantly became the most eye-catching existence.
The man walked down the street with the woman in his arms, followed by a child, which was a very normal scene, but the taste changed in the mouths of these old people.
"Why haven't I seen these three people before?"
"Of course I haven't seen it, if you look at them like that, maybe it's a junior!"
"The children are so old that they don't know how to be shy. ”
"Hey, look at that girl, she doesn't look like the granddaughter of the old Zhou family. ”
"Eh, don't say it, it's really a bit like that!"
"Let's go, go tell Lao Zhou!"
The old men muttered behind Huang San and the others, not because they wanted to follow deliberately, but because they had the same goal.
Finally, Wang Bing took Huang San to turn left and right, and finally stopped in front of a two-story building.
The small building is old, with maroon tiles broken in half, tiles falling from the outside walls, and gray glass on the second floor.
However, there are swallows nesting under the eaves, which adds a touch of life to this small building.
"Huang San! knock on the door. Wang Bing hugged Zhou Yanxi, and his hands were inconvenient.
Huang San didn't speak, walked to the door, and knocked softly.
"It's coming!" the old voice sounded.
The door was opened, and an old lady walked out with a cane.
The old lady was amiable, but there were a few deep wrinkles on her face, which were the masterpieces of time and longing.
"Who are you?" the old lady looked up.
"Zhou Yanxi!" The old lady's eyes were fixed on Zhou Yanxi.
"What's wrong with her?" asked the old lady.
"Go in and talk. Wang Bing looked back at the many old people behind him.
"Okay!" the old lady stretched out her hand to take Zhou Yanxi, but stopped in the air halfway through. I'm too old to hold that girl.
Walking into the house, a musty smell mixed with a peculiar smell rushed into the noses of the two.
The old lady also seemed to notice that the smell in the room was a little unpleasant, and her face was a little embarrassed.
But when Wang Bing waved his hand, a breeze blew in the small room, and the breeze blew away the smell and brought a fragrance.
"Put it down and rest. "The house was very tidy and everything was neatly arranged.
"Hmm. Wang Bing put Zhou Yanxi on the bed.
"Let's go to the backyard. "These two must have come to find themselves for something, and it's good to go to the backyard to talk in detail.
With the two of them, the old lady walked towards the backyard.
The back is much simpler, an unknown tree, and a small chair is placed under the tree.
"Sit. The old lady handed the chair to Huang San.
"You sit. Huang San shook his head and handed the chair back.
"Yan Xi, what's wrong with her?" the old lady asked worriedly.
The two looked at each other, and you and I told the ins and outs of the whole thing one by one.
"That's right. It's okay, it's okay. The old lady's hanging heart fell.
"Then we'll take our leave. Wang Bing said suddenly.
"Hmm, let's stay for a meal. "The old lady stayed.
"No, no, no. Wang Bing pulled Huang San away.
The two walked in the town, and Huang San complained: "Why are you leaving, there are still things to do." ”
"What's the matter?" asked Wang Bing.
"Find a sword!" Huang Sandao.
"Don't worry, do you want a luxury car?" asked Wang Bing.
"Yes!" Huang San nodded, there are as many self-driving vehicles as there are.
"Let's go. Wang Bing took Huang San and walked towards the nearest city.
A lavish building called the Treasure Pavilion has become a landmark in the neighborhood, with a huge copper coin-shaped building at the top that lights up with gold at night.
However, such a luxurious building is not accessible to everyone, and only a few wealthy people can enter it to play around.
"Boss, how much does this sword cost?" a man pulled out a thin sword from a long clip behind his back.
This person is Nie Xuan!
That day, Nie Xuan fled from Zhou Yanxi's house and passed by an alley on his way home.
I saw people coming and going, and they were saying terrible words and so on. Curious, Nie Xuan walked into the alley, and after just a few steps, he caught a glimpse of the silky light demon sword leaning against the wall.
"How could this sword be here?" Greed in his heart, Nie Xuan hid the sword in his clothes.
After returning home, Nie Xuan hid the sword at home, for fear that the young man would come to the door again.
After more than a month of hard work, Nie Xuan carefully picked up garbage and plastic bottles, and finally saved enough money for the ticket home.
Seeing that there was nothing in his hand, he was afraid that he would be ridiculed by those neighbors when he returned home, so he moved his mind to come and sell this sword.
This sword has a peculiar style, and every night, there will be a gentle sword groan in the sword, which is quite wonderful.
This sword is worth at least a million in his eyes!
Therefore, he looked for a luxurious, high-end place to sell this sword.
"This sword. The old man behind the counter took the sword, and suddenly his face changed in horror and said, "My qualifications are not enough to identify this treasure, wait a minute." ”
The old man gently put down his sword and ran towards the back room, his movements flustered, but also a little excited.
In the middle of the night, the old man ran out with a young man and handed the sword to the young man.
"This sword!" the young man took the sword, his eyes wide as brass bells.
"Demon Sword!
"Sir, where did you get this sword?" the young man breathed heavily.
"A family heirloom. Regarding the relevant rhetoric, Nie Xuan had already thought about it.
"What? your family's surname is Zhou?" the young man continued.
"No, my surname is Nie. Nie Xuan shook his head.
"Strange, how could someone from the Zhou family give this sword to others?"
Nie Xuan suddenly remembered that the hostess of the family he stole was not surnamed Zhou?
It's a big place! Baby knows the provenance just by looking at it!
"How can this sword be sold?" Nie Xuan asked.
"It's priceless! it can't be sold!" the boy shook his head, and continued, "I can only give it away." ”
"What?" Nie Xuan's voice suddenly became louder.
"Then I won't sell it!" Nie Xuan snatched the thin sword and turned around to walk towards the door.
"Wait!" The young man didn't know when, but he actually came to Nie Xuan's side.
"What? I said I won't sell it, don't you understand?" Nie Xuan was aggressive, he didn't believe that the young man in front of him could beat him.
"No, sir, I mean, we can trade in a different way. "The boy is a sixth-order powerhouse, and he just used a secret method to transform his old face into a teenager.