"The road is long, and I will go up and down to seek. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" hummed an unknown tune, and Bai Yi suddenly sighed.

However, then, the ink that had been staring at him immediately complained: "That's why you have to make a rope?"

Yes, our white-clothed young man who is about to and will definitely be famous in Jiangnan is seriously humming a straw rope. And behind him, there was ink with a guarded face but nothing to do.

Ever since Bai Yi had shown that smile, despite the previous explanation, Ink had begun to stare at him as a matter of course. No matter what he was doing, he would always be followed by a petite, pale inky figure, like a shadow of what he was born to be.

"That's not the case, as a young man who is about to become famous all over the world, how can I carry a sword by myself. Bai Yi answered the question of ink in a serious manner, completely ignoring it.

However, Ink couldn't quite understand: "What does this have to do with you rubbing straw ropes?"

"In my hometown, there is a hero surnamed Li, who punishes evil and promotes good, eliminates violence and peace, and is praised by the world. I also look up to him as a role model, aiming high and keeping an eye on my feet, not only from his character, but also from every bit of his life. Bai Yi continued to reply with sincerity, as if there was a twinkle in his eyes.

His eyes flickered, and the ink began to feel a little impatient. Behind Bai Yi, her gaze was as sharp as a poisonous snake: "So, what does this have to do with you rubbing grass ropes?"

Bai Yi seemed to be unconscious, turned his back to the pair of cold eyes, and still responded very leisurely: "Of course it matters, he and I are both chivalrous, so naturally we have to dress up in a style, since he tied the sword to his back with a straw rope, then I naturally have to do the same." Compared with carrying a sword myself, don't you think that such a thing as carrying a sword can better reflect my chivalrous demeanor. You know, in my hometown, there is a legend of 'Wang Negative Sword'. ”

"Wang Yingjian?" Even though he didn't quite understand what Bai Yi meant by these words, Ink still vaguely sensed the deep malice hidden in these words. Even if there was no malice in these words themselves, she could assume that he was fooling herself, anyway, for Ink, the person in white, no matter what he did, was hypocritical.

Even if she herself understood that this was actually prejudice? Who stipulated that everyone would fall in love with this mysterious and unprovoked teenager in front of her, even if it was a touching wealth, some people would hate and spurn, let alone people.

It's a pity that Bai Yi didn't have any intention of exploring the mind of the loli behind him, he just explained to himself: "The so-called 'Wang Negative Sword' means that only those who have the consciousness to become a king can carry the sacred weapon of the sword, and according to legend, there is a young man chosen by the king, who once carried a forty-meter-long sword. Well, don't doubt it, it's forty meters long. ”

Ink really can't understand Bai Yi's words, she can't imagine that someone would use a forty-meter long sword as a weapon, even though the power is considerable, but such a long sword, can it be used?

You must know that in addition to Sister Yuanmu's green vine whip, the red iron long knife of the candle flame is already the longest blade among them, but it is only one meter six, in order to avoid not being able to use it, the candle flame will generally choose the fast and fast knife drawing technique as the starting style, and every battle is a quick fight and quick harvest, never entangled.

Forty meters long sword, she couldn't even imagine what kind of scene it would be.

I didn't realize that I was immersed in my thoughts by the crooked ink of Bai Yi's malice, but I didn't realize that there was an extra person here, as if he appeared in front of Bai Yi out of thin air.

"Although it feels very old-fashioned, I still want to ask, who are you?" asked Bai Yi calmly, rubbing the rope. He didn't look up, but he seemed to know from the beginning that this person would be here.

Ink, whose thoughts were flying, suddenly heard Bai Yi's question, and was a little dissatisfied: "You bed bug, are you teasing me again?"

But she didn't hear Bai Yi's response, and when she glanced at it with resentment, she suddenly realized that she drew her sword and unsheathed it: "Who are you? What do you want to do?"

"Poor monk Fuze, Dharma name treasure elephant. The visitor folded his hands and bowed slightly. Although he called himself a poor monk, it was a pity that he did not shave his ordination, and he was more like a layman with hair cultivation than a monk in Youfang. Bai Yi looked at the moon-white monk's robe on his body, and he had a feeling of envy, he also liked to wear white, but unfortunately this white robe was not as clean and tidy as the monk's robe on this treasure elephant.

Although it is also white, the gap has already been revealed.

"If you don't give face to the protagonist like this, you won't survive three episodes. Bai Yi's resentment was beyond words, and he was more concerned about the immaculate white clothes on this treasure elephant than the purpose of the other party's sudden appearance.

However, Ink had heard of this treasure elephant monk who led the practice, or rather, she had actually seen it. When she was first adopted by Luofu, this treasure elephant monk was already famous in Jiangnan, and he was the same era as Tianyi's father. If you say, in the realm of Jiangnan, who is Xiao Chu after the sword god, of course, this "Thousand Monk Law" treasure elephant monk is the first to be recommended.

The so-called "Thousand Sangha Law" means that this treasure elephant monk has a strong virtue, and everyone admires him, and is willing to regard his behavior as the monk's precept creed, so it has such a name. and the coercion and temptation of the white clothes, and the "young man in white" who secretly asked Tianyi to help pass it on, is completely the difference between the sky and the earth.

If you don't mention why this treasure elephant monk appeared so suddenly, his bearing is really commendable. Especially the moon-white monk's robe, it was simply spotless and the glass was clean.

To say that his relationship with Luofu is actually not shallow. After all, as the ruler of Jiangnan Martial Arts, even if he didn't go to Luofu to visit the Sword God, the Sword God would not let such a figure become his enemy. Not to mention, the master of this treasure elephant monk is still the sworn brother of the sword god in his early years, although most of the sworn brothers of the same era as the sword god stand on the opposite side of him, but that is just a form of force.

At least, the master of the Treasure Elephant Monk really doesn't mean this.

"What is the purpose of the seniors here?" Although Ink understood that the other party was unlikely to be an enemy, he still clenched the flowing sword in his hand and did not let his guard down.

"Yes, I'm going to ask, what are you going to do here, this Elephant Monk?" Baiyi's tone was playful, and he seemed to see something very interesting. For example, the gaze of the treasure elephant monk Gujing in front of him, or the majestic energy that has not yet been emitted by his body.