"Master, so many people are watching, what can't be said later?" was pinched, in Qin Chuanxin's hands, he was no longer the majestic and arrogant in the past, with his nostrils facing the sky, like a chicken caught by an eagle, he could only struggle, but it was useless.

"You, have you ever seen it?" Qin Chuan turned his head and threatened Wan Er and the others.

Hurriedly shook his head, like a rattle, looking up at the sky, the affairs between master and apprentice, as outsiders, we still don't participate, the ancients said well, it is difficult for a clean official to cut off family affairs, and he is not a clean official, let alone a clean official.

I don't care about Kuang Ao's eyes that can peel off the skin and scrape the bones, what kind of joke is coming, although this Qin Chuanxin is a little silly, but who is he, the Central Plains Sword Ghost, who is easy to mess with.

"Master, don't get excited, and listen to the apprentice tell you slowly, do you know how much I have suffered in the past two years, bandits and thieves, homeless thieves, beaten by this and that, and robbed by this robbery, every time the bright moon hangs high, the apprentice will bow to the south, and visit the master Chang Ankang, and ask the master to be more wishful......"

I have to say, it is really a strict master who is a high apprentice, Kuang Ao finished speaking, there were already tears in his eyes, the man didn't flick when he had tears, but he didn't come out of the key yet, and with that sincere expression, Wan Er almost believed his words.

These two masters and apprentices are both powerful factions, and they are indeed many talents in the Central Plains.

"You deserve it, you couldn't pull it at the beginning, and if you have to come out, I almost tied you to the waistband of your trousers, or three moments if you weren't careful. Qin Chuanxin listened to his words, although he was still angry, but his voice unconsciously softened a lot, and he didn't expect that anyone would really believe these nonsense.

"A man should be ambitious in all directions, powerful in the rivers and lakes, and famous all over the world, besides, I am a disciple of the Central Plains sword ghost, and I should have Lingyun ambition in my heart. Kuang Ao's expression turned, and he said proudly, and he didn't forget to pat this sycophant.

He was really embarrassed to say this, when he first saw him, he was already drunk in Xiuchun Building and became a mess, his body was about to be hollowed out, and he had to sell the first lotus knife, what nonsense was aimed at the world, can he get some dough.

Nodding, letting go, and gently patting him on the shoulder, Qin Chuanxin is really as good as his name suggests, and his heart is not ordinarily big.

The cuffs are buzzing, the nine swords are out, the heavens, the earth, the people and the ghosts, the three swords of the sky, the Jade Emperor, the Taibai, the giant spirit, the three swords of the earth, the peaks, the big river, the valley, the three swords of the people, the king, the doctor, the people, plus the three swords of the ghosts gushing out of the sleeves of Kuang Ao, Yama, impermanence, judge, for a while, the sword intent was like a torrential rain, scattered into the winter wind all over Quzhou.

It is also Quzhou City.

One person, one donkey, hat and robe, this outfit is really eye-catching, if it is placed in the world, I am afraid it can definitely become an Internet celebrity.

But he didn't know it yet, coupled with the empty look of the old donkey at the foot of the slope, like a king who came into the world, but he mistakenly voted for a donkey's fetus, which is really a sigh.

Raising his head, his eyes narrowed slightly, he glanced in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion, the corners of his mouth seemed to be smiling, and then, he patted the donkey's head and said, "Now you are not lonely, your good buddy is also here." ”

After walking for about an hour, he finally came to the blacksmith's shop, and it was really not very fast, if it had been at the speed of the earlier time, it would have taken so long enough to walk a hundred miles.

"Junior Shi Jike, please see the old man Mo. "Get off the donkey, take the reins in your hand, bow slightly, and speak, neither arrogant nor humble.

Although it is not obvious, as the only master in the world, how can he not be arrogant, arrogant, and incompetent, and can only be a person who is subordinate to others throughout his life.

He saluted, he did the salute of the younger generation, such a person, worthy of his respect, regardless of martial arts, regardless of status.

"Come in. After speaking, he walked in directly, taking the old donkey with him.

"This will be obtained?" Mo Zizhai spoke, his tone calm, even when he saw the old donkey entering the door, he was not the slightest surprised.

Needless to say, coming to Quzhou City at this time is nothing more than for Tai'a, looking at this person who is like an old farmer in the countryside, even Mo Zizhai was shocked.

On that day, the person in Qingshang had said to Wang Dao, the immortal and the martial artist, which is stronger and which is weaker, and also asserted that in the river in the city of the White Emperor, one person can be three immortals, and when I see it today, it is true.

He sits, with rhythm between breaths and breaths, and the two snorts are like swallowing the whole world, ashamed of himself, this is Mo Zizhai's thoughts at the moment.

"No, I heard about the sword early, and if I have a fate, I just have too much fun, after all, in the future generations, I am afraid that it will be difficult to have such a grand occasion. Shi Ji Ke said, now he is no longer the one who speaks to the donkey, he is the second in the world, a stone in the river, a rock in the rivers and lakes.

"What do you want?" Mo Zizhai asked.

Regardless of the martial arts and immortals, when they reach such a realm, their cognition of this world has already surpassed ordinary people, and they have been able to gain insight into a lot of truths, and what they seek is difficult for others to understand.

"I only want one day, and the blue sky will appear in the world. He said.

......

Let's talk about the City Lord's Mansion.

Twelve swords are swimming around Qin Chuan's heart, sometimes with a soft sound, like an old friend who has not seen him for many years, three years of hard work to raise a sword, and the sword can be psychic.

Suddenly, a sound of breaking the air sounded, and a flower in front of him, an object went straight to Qin Chuan's heart.

"Who?" shouted angrily, the twelve swords were ready to go, the sword was in hand, he seemed to have changed a person, his long hair was flying, his eyes were extremely sharp, and he was murderous.

The sword qi flew wildly, blowing everyone far away, even Wang Dao took a few steps back under this sword intent before he could stabilize his figure, his eyes were full of shock, this is a simple drink, if he goes crazy, I don't know if he can take the next sword.

Central Plains Sword Ghost, this is the appearance of a peerless master.

"Qin Chuanxin, you are so majestic. The voice was extremely charming, and then, a woman in a red robe collapsed through the doorway, and the close-up clothes showed his figure vividly, convex and concave, like a long snake.

The red lips are like blood, a pair of plum blossom eyes, although it is Xu Nian and a half old, but the charm still exists, this is a ripe peach, not at all those green and astringent.

Seeing this person, Qin Chuan's heart suddenly lost the momentum of Fang Cai, and he turned around and was about to run, he was no different from Fang Cai, it was really one thing and one thing.

"The surname is Qin, you dare to run and try to see if the old lady dares to break your legs. She sneered, it wasn't that the Holy Party dared to speak to her like this.

"Aunt Leng, why did you come, I miss you to death. Seeing this, Kuang Ao finally found a savior, and hurriedly ran over, saying with a flattering face.

The hero is sad about the beauty pass, it is not fake at all, people can't help but think, the are like crisps, and the sword at the waist slashes the fool, although the head does not fall to the ground, and the bone marrow of the king is withered.