Lu Baiyi felt that it didn't matter if it was the Chilian Fairy or someone else who saved him, it was pointless to dwell on whether to go mad or not, he was not desperate, because he also had a cheat, his name was customer service. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Customer service, can I still practice martial arts now?"

"Yes. ”

"So what's in my body right now?"

"The meridians are all broken, and the acupuncture points are all sealed. ”

Lu Baiyi rolled his eyes helplessly, but he was powerless to complain. He probably understands that this customer service is indeed a highly personalized product, and it may be out of some helplessness to help himself.

However, the chaotic mood has finally settled down after such a jump, and the fact that customer service still exists is a proof in itself that no one will invest in someone who is completely worthless.

Even if you are now stuck in the quagmire and can't extricate yourself, it is only the deepest darkness before the dawn, as long as you get through it, you will definitely see the light of day.

Roughly comforting himself, Lu Baiyi was reluctant to continue to dwell on this kind of hypocritical uneasiness. He wanted to settle down even more and think about why Li Mochou, the Chilian Fairy who had a common enmity with him, would save him so coincidentally.

If nothing else, there really is only one truth. Lu Baiyi smiled bitterly and sighed, sometimes, being handsome is also an advantage that is enough to save himself. No matter what era it is, it is human nature to look at faces.

Maybe it was an illusion, Lu Baiyi felt that at this time, the customer service did not disappear immediately as before, but sneered inexplicably because of his self-mockery, as if he deliberately let him notice.

Lu Baiyi didn't care, who would be angry with a dead thing, at least his qi was not so narrow. Besides, he had more important things to verify, and he didn't have time to waste on such things.

After trying to move his body, he found that Li Mochou was worthy of being a master of using poison, and his medical skills were not bad.

Now that you're physically active, it's time to try your guesses.

Wearing only a middle coat, Lu Baiyi's five fingers were slightly curved, as if he was holding a short sword. His expression was focused, he bent over and held his breath, and in this small room, he practiced the footwork he had seen on the ape fencing diagram before.

After this madness, his body seemed to have accumulated several years of hard work overnight, and became light and vigorous. The original doubts were naturally solved, who said that going crazy must be a bad thing?

After all, things in the world depend on blessings and misfortunes, and although the surging and disorderly internal qi destroyed the acupuncture points and meridians around him that night, it also left him with a body that was easy to cleanse the marrow. Thinking about it this way, this may be the reason why the Yue Nu Sword was lost.

Wu Yue competed, and Goujian, the king of Yue, naturally did not have so much time to let the three thousand armor soldiers practice and perfect the Yue Nu sword, and if they wanted to succeed quickly, then they would definitely be sacrificed. Moreover, for military training, in fact, this level is more than enough.

After wandering for a while, Lu Baiyi did not continue to practice the Yue Nu Sword. In fact, he is still at a loss, for him, this world is just a dispensable story. Learning peerless martial arts may just be a falsehood born out of boredom.

Therefore, Lu Zhanyuan's grievances with Li Mochou have nothing to do with him, and he doesn't need to care about the revenge and fame agreed with the old blind man, he retains the pride of a traverser, but he has fallen into the most ordinary confusion.

What the hell do I want...... In this world...... What to do?

"Are you awake? Master asked me to bring you a bowl of porridge and eat it while it's hot. The cold girl pushed the door in and said to herself. Although the tone was cold, it contained a hint of curiosity and kindness that was not easy to detect.

Lu Baiyi thought about it and probably understood that this should be Li Mochou's female disciple, Hong Lingbo who was betrayed by her in the end. Although there are a lot of killings, there is still a trace of the innocence and kindness of the girl, which may be said to be stupid and naïve as a tool.

Without excuses, Lu Baiyi casually picked up the coarse porcelain bowl on the table, leisurely and indifferently, and tasted it silently.

Hong Lingbo frowned, she probably didn't expect the other party to be so rude. In this Song Dynasty, such a person can only be mixed in the rivers and lakes, perhaps, even the rivers and lakes will not have his place.

"A hundred years of life is like a white horse passing through a gap, and it is extremely short. Lu Baiyi sighed and said, "You say, in the world, do you have your own mission?"

Without answering, Hong Lingbo glanced at him in disgust, she hated such a question, this is a question that only those rotten people think. She is a disciple of the Master, and the Master's orders are her teachings.

So in this world, there are many things that have no reason to talk about at all. Feeling bad for a lifetime, resentment arises from the beginning, Hong Ayabo didn't think about it, the short sword stabbed straight out of the sheath, and went straight to that person's heart.

She probably wanted to see the embarrassment of the other party facing life and death, because she had never had that kind of tranquility, so it was extremely dazzling.

It's a pity that she miscalculated, Lu Baiyi didn't dodge or dodge, still holding a coarse porcelain bowl and tasting the faint porridge, her eyes embellished with thick ink were like an unfathomable quiet abyss, and the breeze blew not even the slightest wave.

It's too late, Hong Lingbo never thought that the other party didn't dodge at all, and now, her master would never spare her easily.

"Ding!"

The crisp voice broke Hong Lingbo's astonishment, but it made her fall into a deeper confusion.

Didn't he go crazy?

Hong Lingbo was extremely confident in his swordsmanship, but this confidence was completely shattered by the strangeness that happened in front of him now. The young man in front of him, who didn't have any martial arts roots, used only two fingers to easily flick away his short sword, which made people stunned.

The ghost made the god worse, Hong Lingbo asked blankly: "This is, what kind of martial arts?"

There was no reason to be suspicious, and the young man who served the porridge replied with a smile.

"Yue Nu Sword. ”