Su Wan was stunned, her name and those guys who often listened to Mr. Lectures were all names taken by Mr. himself, and they were all ...... There is a sense of beauty.

Why is Mr.'s own name so ordinary, not good at all.

At least compared to the gentleman's learning, the name is not good at all.

Wang Fugui looked at Su Wan and said with a calm smile: "You have me, a learned person, to help you choose a name, the name is naturally very good, but what about me, my parents are just ordinary farmers and peasant women, and their expectations for me are also very simple, that is, wealth, people who are used to living a hard life, the most expected is naturally wealth, and they have good expectations for their sons, so I have this name." ”

Su Wan thought about it and said seriously: "Mr.'s name is actually not bad, and you can see the true meaning in the ordinary." ”

Wang Fugui smiled dumbly, "You don't know how to shoot sycophants, this sycophants are not good at all." ”

Su Wan smiled and said, "I really want to know what the meaning of the name that my husband gave me." ”

Wang Fugui turned his head and said nothing.

He has a friend named Su Ye, and now it seems that he has to be an extremely great reader, when he named Su Wan back then, he had some thoughts, but if Su Ye knew about it, I was afraid that his mood would not be too good.

He just said, "I have a friend who will introduce you to you later." ”

Su Wan sighed and didn't ask.

Wang Fugui is like his name, he is now like a very ordinary person, he wants to go to the city to see the excitement, trotting all the way, it looks a little funny.

It was only on the way forward that he saw a young man in black robe, running forward like him.

Neither of them is an ordinary person, and the reason why they seem so ordinary is because they don't want to be found special.

In disguise, Wang Fugui is actually better at it.

The black-robed young man looked a little rusty.

Wang Fugui looked at the black-robed young man and said to Su Wan: "What an interesting young man. ”

If he hadn't been in the demon land all these years, if he hadn't liked that mountain, he would have been one of the most learned people in the world, although he was now, compared to before "If not", his name would undoubtedly be much louder.

Thinking that his name might be praised by the world, Wang Fugui couldn't help laughing.

When I left that mountain, could it be that it wasn't because of my name?

It's just that all this is already a matter of the future, and he has not fallen behind in his knowledge now, but his reputation is indeed not big.

The black-robed young man was not very old, but his reputation in the demon land was much greater than that of Wang Fugui.

When he heard this, he turned his head to look at Wang Fugui and scolded, "Interesting uncle!"

Wang Fugui was stunned, and then sighed, "It turns out that he is still a young man with a bad temper. ”

......

......

There is no snow today, which is considered a good weather.

There were six great battles in succession at the head of the city today.

Six people died.

Those young people, the realm is not too high, but when they jump to the top of the city, they can be regarded as having the courage to take a step, but with courage, they still can't resist the gap in the realm.

The young man standing at the head of the city raised the sword, and handed out one sword after another with an expressionless face, killing one demon cultivator after another.

In fact, from the time the third demon cultivator ascended to the top of the city, they had already expected that the young man at the head of the city would be defeated because of the long battle, so they did not give him a chance to breathe, and one person failed to do it, and the second person soon ascended to the top of the city.

They wanted to consume Li Fuyao.

But in fact, every time Li Fu shook out the sword, there was still some residual strength, so after killing six people, there was still half of the sword qi in his spirit mansion.

After killing six men, there was a long silence under the city.

Li Fuyao carried the green silk, and the blood beads slowly slipped from the sword and dripped from the city.

Many powerful monks were looking at Li Fuyao indifferently.

They knew in their hearts that Qingtianjun would not let them mess around, and if they wanted to make a move, most of them would be killed immediately, so no matter how much they wanted to kill this young man, no one made the slightest attempt.

Lian Shuo, who had been seriously injured before, returned to the city, looked at the monks around him, and asked angrily, "You just let him stand there like this?"

Many demon cultivators have seen the scene where Xishan was cut down by Li Fuyao with a sword before, in all fairness, he is not as good as Xishan, how dare he go to the city to fight with Li Fuyao.

So they all avoided Lian Shuo's eyes.

Lian Shuo was seriously injured, he had not yet recovered, his face was pale, he looked at Li Fuyao at the head of the city, gritted his teeth and said, "You are all a bunch of waste!"

There are many people whose courage has already been killed by Li Fuyao and killed six people in a row.

Qinghuai was okay before, and these two people were still alive.

But now.

This swordsman on the other side of the mountain and river, as soon as he makes a move, he kills six people in a row, doesn't this mean that whoever wants to go up is the seventh person who died?

What do you gamble with your life?

Just to fight for a breath.

Is it worth it?

Someone asked, "Where are those people?!"

Everyone knew that he was asking Hu Yue where the others were, but from the beginning when Qinghuai stood at the head of the city, they never appeared, and no one knew where they were.

But they thought, even if you were afraid of something at the beginning, and didn't want to be picked up by others, but at that time it was Qinghuai who stood at the head of the city, but now.

It's a swordsman, why haven't you made a move?

They don't understand.

in the attic.

Hu Yue listened to that sentence and said flatly: "It is indeed a group of waste. ”

Chongye sat in the distance, "Xiqiu originally had a chance, but he was unlucky. ”

Like their realm, it can naturally be seen that if Xishan knew that the opponent was Li Fuyao at the beginning of the day, and then the fight would not be as direct as losing that day, it can be said that on that day, Li Fuyao picked up a bargain.

Xiqiu is an extremely brilliant young man, although he is worse than them, but he can also be said to be one of the few powerful people.

At least in their opinion, there is the power to fight.

Bi Yu asked, "Hu Yue, when are you going to make a move?" He fought six people today, which is a good time. ”

Hu Yue heard the sarcasm in Bi Yu's words.

The words that seem to be concerned, but the meaning actually contained, the three of them know it.

Hu Yue was not stupid, he looked at Bi Yu, frowned and asked, "You and I want to fight first?"

Bi Yu said calmly: "If you fight with me, there will be even more reason not to make a move." ”

Hu Yue stared at him, full of anger.

Bi Yu's face was light and light.

Chongye stood up and said, "Wait a little longer. ”

Bi Yu stared at him and sneered: "Hu Yue, if you don't make a move tomorrow, it won't be your turn." ”

This statement is a naked threat.

Hu Yue snorted coldly and didn't say much.

Bi Yu turned his head to look at Chongye and said calmly: "Is it as you wish?"

Chongye smiled, changed the subject and said, "They all say that I have deep scheming, but in fact, it's not you?"

Bi Yu took a deep look at Chongye and said with a smile: "Not necessarily." ”

This time, Chongye stopped talking, just looked into the distance, and his expression was flat.

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......

In the next few days, there were people jumping up to the city to fight Li Fuyao, and the battle situation was extremely tragic, both sides were thinking about letting the other die, so there were several more corpses in the past few days.

It's just that the number of people is not as large as before, and these days, there are no more than three people per day.

Li Fuyao has killed so many people, and he has already formed a deep grudge with many races, and when he leaves Qingtian City, it will definitely be extremely difficult, even if he becomes Qingtianjun's son-in-law by then, there are many people who will target Li Fuyao openly and secretly.

The most direct way is to send someone to assassinate him.

Li Fuyao also knew that there would be such a result, but if he stopped, he was afraid that he would be killed by the other party at the head of the city, and since it was unavoidable, it didn't matter.

Kill until no one dares to jump onto the city.

It's just that Li Fuyao knows that the most dangerous situation must not be what is being shown in front of him now, those young people have not yet made a move.

Hu Yue and the three of them didn't know why, and they didn't make a move on the second day, so Li Fuyao killed several more people.

More than ten days passed like this, and Li Fuyao repeated the life of killing people during the day and raising swords at night.

Until one day, there was another heavy snowfall in Qingtian City.

It is not false to say that it is heavy snow, it is really a big snow.

Soon the blue sky city was covered with a layer of silver frost, even at the head of the city.

Li Fuyao was wearing a green shirt, standing at the head of the city, and his demeanor was even more fluttering.

The more he was like this, the more people looked down on him.

Li Fuyao looked at the group of people under the city, his expression was indifferent, and the snowflakes were cut by him with sword qi, turning into a few pieces and falling, without contaminating him in the slightest.

Under the head of the city.

At the back of the crowd, in an inconspicuous corner, there was a young man in a black robe standing side by side with a middle-aged man, and in addition, there was a small mouse standing on the shoulders of the middle-aged man.

The black-robed young man smiled and said, "Fugui, how long do you say that kid can last?"

Wang Fugui smiled, and was not the slightest annoyed by this title, but said: "It's so fierce, it seems that it will take a while." ”

The black-robed young man's face was full of smiles, and then he gradually retracted and made a reluctant expression, "It's okay, compared to me, it's still a little worse." ”

Wang Fugui smiled and asked, "You said that he is your friend, is it really fake?"

The black-robed young man was about to say something in a loud voice, but he noticed the surroundings, and then lowered his voice and said: "He is my friend of Fenglu, it's not false at all, the swordsman is a fart, if I am the kind of person who fancy my identity, can I talk to a monk with a low realm like you?"

Wang Fugui smiled, he didn't hurry to speak, the first time he met with Feng Lu before, it was not a good start, but at the same time that Feng Lu scolded, he didn't stand still and didn't return the mouth, but opened his mouth and scolded back.

At that time, Su Wan was still a little surprised, why did this gentleman, who has always read poetry and books, this does not seem real at all, who knows that after these two people fought a day of war of words on the street, the two of them gradually chatted together, and they didn't make an appointment to watch the battle these days, but Fenglu has always felt that Wang Fugui is a lowly monk, and this trip to Qingtian City who is not afraid of death is just to watch the excitement.

His temperament is different from those others, so even if he is with Wang Fugui, he can talk together, and this must be someone Wang Fugui does not have a mouth, otherwise Fenglu may have a big fight at that time.

Although the final result must be that Feng Lu was beaten by this scholar, Feng Lu must have made a move without knowing his realm.

Su Wan stood on Mr. 's shoulder, looking at the foaming bath next to him helplessly, his realm was not high, and he couldn't see the realm of the bath, he just felt that this person had been bragging.

As for the swordsman standing at the head of the city, in fact, if it weren't for the natural difference between humans and demons, Su Wan would have even admired him very much.

The demon race worships the strong and worships strength, and this fact will not change even the most cunning race.

It's something that's in the blood.

Wang Fugui suddenly asked, "When are you going to make a move?"

Feng Lu was stunned for a moment, and then said: "When he is beaten down, I will beat others, I just hope that Qingtianjun is not so serious, if I have to marry Qinghuai, who can stand this?"

Wang Fugui frowned and said, "You don't want to marry that girl?"

"That girl's temper is too bad, whoever marries back is unlucky, that is, Li Fuyao's fool treats her as a treasure. ”

Li Fuyao?

Wang Fugui suddenly smiled, lowered his head and muttered, "It turned out to be Li Fuyao." ”

The voice was too quiet, and he deliberately covered it up, so that no one but himself could hear it.

When he was young, he had not left the mountain at that time, and he once wrote a poem with a wild temperament, which contained a sentence, "Dapeng rises with the wind one day and soars up to 90,000 miles." ”

There are allusions in the poem that were born from the Taoist classic "Getaway".

But in fact, it means that it is the matter of Beihai Kunpeng.

Then the school palace began to criticize him, he didn't feel anything, he just felt that the school palace had changed, so he left the mountain.

Two of his friends, one of whom stayed honestly for a few years, finally became the head of the school.

Another person, for some reason, went to learn the sword.

Now trapped in the star-picking building in Luoyang City.

A few years ago, it happened to be Chao Qingqiu, a sword immortal, who killed a big demon.

It's Kunpeng.

And now that young man, the word Fuyao in his name comes from the poem he wrote, or the Taoist classic.

In fact, there is still a connection between the past and the bypass.

Even if you explore the relationships inside, you can dig a lot.

He raised his head, with a smile on his face, and exclaimed, "What a nice young man." ”

Aloo scolded, "Not a bad egg!"

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In the heavy snow, Hu Yue finally walked out of the attic.