Chapter 82: Bai Yunhuan's Sword [1]

There are hundreds of thousands of people in Fusang City, and there are not many people who dare to block Sun Xiaoying's long knife.

There are not many people who can block Sun Xiaoying's knife.

People who have seen Sun Xiaoying take out a knife call her crazy, because this woman never left her hand when she took out a knife, and never left a way out for herself.

There was once a duel with Sun Xiaoying, holding a spear and Sun Xiaoying to change moves, the last move, this person's spear straight to Sun Xiaoying's throat, Sun Xiaoying did not push half a step, laughed wildly and slashed straight at the head of this person;

Unfortunately, the man retreated, so the man died.

And today.

Someone dared to block her Sun Xiaoying's knife.

can actually block her Sun Xiaoying's knife!

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In the field.

Sun Xiaoying, who slashed out with a knife and failed, was light, quickly drew a few steps back, pulled away, and stared at the comer with a knife.

It's clear at a glance.

It turned out that he wanted to sneak out of the city that day, and after being discovered by the Sun family monks, he beat a half-dead white-haired fool.

The tension suddenly dissipated.

The corners of her mouth raised a hint of sarcasm, Sun Xiaoying carried the knife and looked at the white-haired boy with a smile.

Bai Yunhuan's eyes were firm and his face was solemn.

There was silence in the field.

Sun Xiaoying spoke:

"Hey, fool. ”

"Are you lost?"

Of course Sun Xiaoying knew that Bai Yunhuan was not lost, so lost to the extent that he was holding a sword to block his sword?

Sun Xiaoying just wanted to play a trick on this fool.

Beads of sweat appeared on Bai Yunhuan's forehead, but he didn't answer.

Blocking Sun Xiaoying's knife almost cracked his arms, but Bai Yunhuan's face was calm.

fell into Sun Xiaoying's eyes, and it became a pretense to be deep, Sun Xiaoying never liked this kind of person, and immediately ridiculed:

"Sure enough, it's a fool. ”

"You were so lucky that day, Zhang Kubao didn't kill you. ”

"You hit my knife again today, what?"

"Do you think... Like that fat dead man, I can't kill you?"

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Bai Yunhuan still didn't rush to reply.

Raise the sword, collect the sword.

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When I bought this iron sword that day, the shopkeeper only gave me a shoddy scabbard, and fought with Leng Zhu, and there was no sword at all.

When I woke up, the scabbard I had sent me was gone, and the iron sword was quietly placed in a wooden scabbard.

The wooden scabbard is very ordinary, not as atmospheric and beautiful, nor shoddy.

An ordinary iron sword with an ordinary scabbard.

Bai Yunhuan could guess who made this scabbard. Make up your mind to thank him when this time is over.

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In the middle of the field, Bai Yunhuan put the iron sword into the wooden scabbard and held the scabbard in his left hand.

In the field, the white-haired boy put his sword into the sheath, and at his waist, there was a swordless scabbard.

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Bai Yunhuan spoke slowly, although the knife was not easy to catch, but the young man's words were quiet, not in a hurry.

"I'm here to save Sister Lan Yu. ”

"I'm not stupid. ”

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After a pause, Bai Yunhuan continued to say a word, something that made the rest of the audience stunned and speechless.

Bai Yunhuan said slowly:

"And..."

"I don't think you can kill me. ”

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Outside the hundred study halls, the rain hit the quiet streets, and the rain was urgent.

In the hundred study room, after Bai Yunhuan said those words, no one was talking, and the air was quiet.

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"Hahaha!!!"

Immediately followed by Sun Xiaoying's wild laughter.

"You say, I can't kill you?!"

Before the wild laughter fell, Sun Xiaoying's whole person had already rushed out, leaning forward and swept towards Bai Baiyunhuan at great speed, like a black panther with extremely fast speed at this time.

Moment.

Sun Xiaoying had already swept in front of Bai Yunhuan, with a crazy and presumptuous smile in her eyes, facing Bai Yunhuan's neck, and in the blink of an eye, she slashed out!

The blade was cold, falling in everyone's eyes, and only a white light was seen hitting the white-haired boy's neck.

"Flutter !!"

It was the sound of blades slicing through flesh and splattering blood.

Sun Xiaoying's running body and Bai Yunhuan's straight body staggered after an instant.

The two stood with their backs to each other.

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The sound of rain, the sound of rain, the sound of rain.

The people who held their breath, no one dared to make a sound.

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In a cave dozens of miles away, beside the fire, sat two teenagers.

A teenager is dressed in white and has no hair.

Misery sat down on the stone, picked up a stick, and flicked the charcoal fire, which was almost burning.

The fire is blazing again.

"No, do you think that Bai Yunhuan is different?"

Misery asked, fiddling with the charcoal fire.

......

Chu Buwei nodded and affirmed:

"It's different. ”

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Affliction continues:

"When I first met Bai Yunhuan, the master told me that Bai Yunhuan had a sense of anger, a kind of anger that normal people can't see, and a kind of anger that was hidden deeply by Bai Yunhuan. ”

Chu Buwei nodded.

Suffering said: "When I was in Fuliu Town, Bai Yunhuan let go of the three little thieves and let those people kill each other. At that time, I understood that the master was right. ”

"At that time, I used to think that if it was just Bai Yunhuan like that, then in the future, I would part ways with him and go my own way. ”

Chu Buwei smiled and said, "Why did you change your mind?"

Suffering replied: "Because after leaving Fuliu Town, we met a little girl." ”

"Bai Yunhuan cried so badly that day. When I was chased and beaten by the little master with a wooden stick all over the temple, I never cried so badly. ”

"At that time, I thought that if a person can cry so badly, he must have gone through some hardships that we dare not even think about. So Bai Yunhuan must have something in his heart, and there are some things that make him very sad and sad. ”

Chu Buwei still nodded slightly.

Suffering continued: "Later, I found out that it was not Bai Yunhuan who was angry. Bai Yunhuan is just more evil to the wicked and kinder to the good. ”

Smiled, as if he was a little embarrassed, touched his head, and said:

"I'm not afraid of your jokes when I say it. ”

"Actually..."

"I quite appreciate Bai Yunhuan like this, really. ”

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Chu Buwei also smiled.

And he began to hear the affliction again, saying,

"But. ”

"Just when I made up my mind that I would follow Bai Yunhuan around and walk all over the world in the future, Bai Yunhuan began to give me problems again. ”

Suffering held his head, looking a little annoyed:

"I always thought that Bai Yunhuan, who was a master, was so weak that he couldn't even beat a chicken. ”

Chu Buwei's face was calm, and he said:

"Definitely. ”

"After entering this Fusang City, the shopkeeper is obviously a little overwhelmed. ”

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The misery still clung to his head, and his expression seemed to be distressed, like reproach, and like pride.

"You say..."

"You said that Bai Yunhuan was so weak that he couldn't even beat a chicken before..."

"When the sword is out, why is it so terrifying!"

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"That day, we went to save Qiumei and them, and it was obviously dozens of feet away from the city gate... But Bai Yunhuan held the useless broken iron sword, and slashed it with such a sword..."

"I'll forget it. ”

"But even if it's not for you..."

Suffering didn't say the word.

Chu Buwei picked it up, and his voice was soft and slow:

"Even I didn't see or hear clearly. ”

"For so many years, this is the only thing that has happened in front of me that I haven't seen or heard clearly..."

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Bai Yunhuan's sword. ”

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