The sword, because there is no fear, so there is no fear, because there is no worry, so it goes straight.

Shen Meier had concerns in her heart, and naturally she couldn't let others control her body wholeheartedly.

Outside the building, the oblique wind is tracing carefully, and the cold is thick.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, Shen Meier's sword did not complete the sword breaking in the end, but flashed her body very awkwardly, which made the general Fei Nanhui, who was sitting behind Shen Meier, frowned, and the hand that was originally placed on the table was also raised.

In fact, at the beginning, Fei Nanhui didn't care about this kind of duel, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl, even if she was Ye Piaoling's apprentice? He also taught his apprentices, and for the children who grew up in this era, he consciously saw it quite clearly, just like his own son, who didn't love power, and was dedicated to cultivation, and went into battle to kill the enemy, which was also regarded as hard work. But, it really doesn't work, compared to the strong people of their time, it's still far behind, far from enough.

He doesn't even look down on boys, let alone girls.

But Ning Hongdou's sword made him slightly surprised, and then he sighed: "It is worthy of being a disciple of the Sword Gate, worthy of being an apprentice of Ye Piaoling, a single sword is half of the cultivation world, and he does have the qualifications to be suppressed." Look at this apprentice, at a young age, the sword already has some shadows of the grandmaster, and it is full of spirituality and personality, this sword is not the sword of the predecessors, it is the sword of this little girl's own. ”

Sword Four, Chinese New Year's Eve.

pierced Shen Meier's shoulder shirt.

You must know that this is not Shen Meier herself, this is actually a fingertip duel with Fei Nanhui.

That's the end of the good point.

It's here.

Ning Hongdou is very trustworthy.

Then, her eyes were bright, her mouth was open, and her voice was as clear as starlight: "Jianmen, Ning Hongdou, concede." ”

In the blink of an eye.

Is this a concession?

Around the banquet, it was quiet, and those powerful and rich people all stared at Ning Hongdou with wide eyes, and some strange sparks had begun to burst out in the depths of some young people's eyes, including Fei Jing. He originally thought that Ning Hongdou was very special, very special, but he didn't expect it to be really special.

Ning Hongdou's is not as special as those warblers and swallows in Luoyang City, this city is a city where peonies are fragrant and blooming, and the women in the city are naturally like flowers.

It's beautiful.

It's fragrant.

Very sweet.

But it's really not immortal enough, and suddenly such a sassy woman appeared, how could the teenagers at this banquet not widen their eyes.

As for Ning Hongdou himself, he no longer looked at Shen Mei'er, held the sword in his hand, took a deep breath, and suddenly raised his voice: "Sword Sect disciple Ning Hongdou, ask for advice from Luoyang City!"

Fang Cai was the powerful and rich Jia quieted down, and after this sentence, those who knew how to practice also quieted down, and everyone looked at Ning Hongdou with a hint of astonishment.

"Is this woman crazy?"

"Alone. ”

"Ask for advice?"

"Looking for death?"

"Is it true that we don't have sword cultivation in Luoyang?"

Ning Hongdou's voice was very loud, and there were thousands of people in the entire banquet, and everyone could hear it clearly: "Since you want to punish me for my crimes, and you want to see my jokes, then use the method of seeing blood." ”

There was a sentence in my heart that didn't come out: "Don't you want to see me perform? Then I'll follow your heart, I'll show you, you look good, watch it, don't blink, don't regret it." ”

That's what he said.

It's very strange, the banquet seems to have more colors all of a sudden, and even the Queen Mother Fei Nan on the throne has no disgusting appearance, and sits upright.

A series of new dishes were served in the dining room outside the building, and the technicians playing music in the corner seemed to have changed people, and some of the tables even had some melon seeds and peanuts. After a moment's effort, the Chinese New Year's Eve banquet entered another scene, and in the center of the lobby of Ziyun Tower, a vacant space was vacated in the blink of an eye. And all this, Ning Hongdou naturally didn't know what it was, but someone had already seen it, and the general's hand was raised.

It turned out that the Queen Mother Fei Nan saw the melon demon Little Begonia, it was not really disgusting, the reality was like this. You never know who's real and who's fake, who's not, who's the real spectator, who's the fool who is being treated like a monkey.

But, so what?

What Ning Hongdou said, she had to say it, and if she didn't say it, someone would force her to say it, and from the moment she appeared, many things would have to be decided by her.

Life is like a play.

Bai Qiandi in the corner looked at the changes around him, and muttered in a low voice: "It's a bit excessive, so many people bully a little girl?"

pinched a piece of freshly served dim sum: "I can't think of how she will deal with it, she won't surrender directly, right?"

Emperor Bai Qian couldn't think of what Ning Hongdou would do.

But Fei Nanhui had already thought about what he was going to do, and turned his head to look at the distance, where a group of sword cultivators were sitting, and just now this group of sword cultivators danced. At this time, they need to play the sword again, and since Yijian listened to Yuge, since he followed the general's mansion, he had to have the consciousness of following.

Cen Jinfei is conscious, ambitious, and even more ambitious.

Facing Ning Hongdou, all the Yijian Listening Yu Pavilion disciples were angry, because Ning Hongdou's master broke their Yu Pavilion sword and demolished their building.

The candle flame flickered.

Dozens of sword dance women drew their swords lightly.

In the shouting, Cen Jinfei stepped out of ten zhang and came to Ning Hongdou's side, holding a new sword in his hand, shining brightly: "The name of the sword is Chaoyang, it is the spirit sword newly invited by my Yuge, a year ago, your master did the evil, today, you will return it as an apprentice." ”

Cen Jinfei will be the first to come out, which is a bit unexpected, he stood in front of Ning Hongdou and raised his eyebrows very high, as if he was smiling. It stands to reason that even if he is stronger than Shen Meier, he is not sure that he will win.

Ning Hongdou did not refuse, and stood with a sword.

Cen Jinfei took out a snow-white silk handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped the sword body of the Chaoyang Spirit Sword with great care, and seriously flicked the dust on the sword: "You are not your master, this sword is ......."

What are the words behind this sword?

Cen Jinfei didn't say it, he directly used his sword to say, for the disciples of Yijian Tingyu Pavilion, facing Ning Hongdou of the Sword Gate, they would not be polite, and if they said the sword, they must be able to use the sword.

This sword has an incomparably strong sword aura, some of which are Cen Jinfei's, and more of which is the spirit sword itself. The rain pavilion that specializes in the sword of Yi, but this sword is like a sword in Yiren. The spirit sword is like the rising sun, the rising sun is like a sword, and the bright sword turns into a transparent light, falling in the dust, piercing. The power of this sword is even greater than what others look at, this is not a spirit sword at all!

This is a sword with a soul, it was the soul of a strong man before he was born, and he entered the sword after death, and it looked like the rising sun, but it was the light that urged life.

The people around him who knew how to do it were a little sour at the corners of their eyes, and they were a little sour from being stabbed by the light.