Rogu was in this courtyard, standing quietly.

He was feeling the sword intent here.

This is left behind by no name, the one who forsaken all sword practice.

It's empty, there are no extra decorations, not even a table. This is a simple person.

Rogu slowly pulled the memory from his waist as he practiced like a nameless. It's just that Nameless practices swords, while Rogu practices swords.

Knives, like swords, are murderous.

Someone asked Nameless, "Why do you practice swords?"

Nameless: "Eating", yes, for Nameless, practicing a sword is the same as eating. But Rogu is not nameless.

Nameless sword training is just to kill one person, kill one person, one sword is enough.

Luo Gu is not nameless after all, he has a lot of things to face, one sword is often not enough, he needs more. Just like his knife skills, now he has two ultimates.

The path of the sword is like reading a book, the more you look at it, the thinner it gets, the thicker it gets. A person's knowledge is a circle, and the inside of the circle is what we know, but the bigger the circle, the greater the unknown we can feel.

Luo Gu slashed forward, and this knife was his full strength. This knife is a knife of his spirit. He wants to use his sword path to defeat the nameless sword path that remains here.

This knife is very slow, this is the breath of the knife.

This sword went down, dispelling the nameless sword qi.

However, it did not completely eliminate the nameless sword qi. After all, Rogu is not as good as Nameless.

This knife goes down. Rogu lost. The loss was so complete.

His knife stopped in the air. He sighed heavily, he saw through it, but he couldn't do it.

For people, struggle is so tiring, and decadence is really comfortable. It's even more terrifying than Gentle Township, and it can slowly corrupt a person.

The wind continued to blow, and Rogu's hand remained in the air. He was thinking about how he could defeat Nameless. From his sword qi, we can understand the advantages and disadvantages of a swordsman.

Dishonesty to the knife, but Rogu is still pursuing power. Although the knife hesitated, the power he unleashed could be further increased.

Luo Gu stands, he only needs to know one move, and that move, he can defeat Nameless.

Luo Gu's "one-move" sword technique is undoubtedly powerful, and the power of his move can be continuously improved.

He stood from dusk to night.

The sound of insects sounded, and this yard was already a little cold. The person who can hold the knife is still holding the knife, and he is still thinking about how to make that knife technique stronger.

Time passed, and Luo Gu had been standing for two whole days, and the breath of the living creature on his body had gradually faded, but the breath of the knife was getting stronger and stronger.

No insect dared to come near him, and all he had accumulated was dust and leaves.

Luo Gu's hand holding the knife, green tendons began to appear. He understood the trick.

He could now unleash that move more easily, that move across the space of the knife, that knife was fast. It's so fast that I can't even keep up with the time.

Luo Gu waved at the air in front of him, and to ordinary people, they couldn't see Luo Gu's hand, Luo Gu's knife. They can only feel it suddenly, and then let out an exclamation: it turns out that your hand has moved, and your knife has moved.

This is the pinnacle of knife techniques, and it takes a lifetime to study knife techniques. Because of the knife, there is no fastest, only faster.

The air in front of Luo Gu was cut by this knife, and the tree that his colleague's knife was aimed at was also slashed. The knife was too fast, and the air was also fast, and the air that was fast up, like the knife qi, slashed at the tree.

Luo Gu also comprehended the sword qi.

The swordsman has the sword energy, and the swordsman has the sword energy. A person who can't let out his breath is a child who plays with a sharp toy. You can't get into the hall of elegance.

Luo Gu was dizzy, and thinking about things was often the most nerve-wracking. His body could support him, but his spirit couldn't.

Rogu fell.

The old man appeared, looking at Luo Gu, another ranger. Yes, the only manifestations of chivalrous existence in this world are rangers and dead soldiers.

The dead can burn their lives for the sake of loyalty. Within five steps, blood splattered three feet. Prove "righteousness" with life.

The ranger wanders, sees the road uneven, and sacrifices his life to save him. How many moving stories are caused by them. They are also "righteous."

One in the dark, one in the light. That's probably the difference between the two.

The old man picked up Luo Gu and took him back to his home.

"You kid, you're such an idiot, and you don't know how to take care of your own body. The old man said to Luo Gu who woke up.

He was frying the medicine, holding the lid of the medicine to see if it was better.

The old man said to himself, "I saw you go in that night, and it wasn't long before I left." The next day, when I saw you standing there and comprehending, I didn't bother you and went away again, and when I came the next day, you fainted. ”

The old man handed the medicine to Rogu, "I was just like you when I was younger. I used to be a ranger. ”

The old man looked at Rogu's knife, "There are not many people who use knives. ”

Luo Gu nodded and drank all the medicine handed by the old man.

Medicine is bitter, medicine is inherently bitter. There aren't many sweet things in the world.

The old man smiled and looked at Rogu, who was very similar to Nameless.

Luo Gu asked, "Have all the middle-aged people in the village gone to enlist in the army?"

The old man's waist was very straight, and he had the air of a soldier. Metallic said: "The country needs you, so you naturally have to go." The world is in turmoil, who can end this situation. There is no other country except my great Qin. ”

The old man's words, Luo Gu did not refute, Qin Shi Huang is indeed a powerful person. History was written by him.

In an affirmative tone, the world should be like this. This is the era of Great Qin, the era of that king, no, the era of the emperor.

Rogu was in the old man's house and had a day off.

Life is made up of time, and it always moves forward.

The old man sent Rogu to the pavilion.

"Go outside and see the wider world, and that's where you young people come in. Old, old. After the old man finished speaking, he beckoned and walked away with his back to this Rogu.

In Rogu's eyes, the old man's hands behind his back could see the calluses on them, which belonged to weapons, because only those who often held swords had them.

The old man has his own story.

Who doesn't have a story, but sometimes, you and I, are too lazy to talk to those who don't understand you and me!

"Demon, can you feel the nameless position?"

"My good brother, you finally remembered me. Of course, I could sense that the aura of the sword was unique, and it was so conspicuous. ”

"Take me there!"

Luo Gu didn't ride in the carriage, he walked on his feet, whether it was dawn or dark, wind or rain, he was walking.

Because, his knife way.

A person's journey is very lonely, but loneliness is what a person needs to grow.

Luo Gu's body is very strong, he doesn't need to replenish energy, and the magic patterns on his body are the best energy. His body also does not feel tired, and it is often not the body but the spirit that is tired.