The warrior held an iron sword full of gaps in his hand, and even so, the blade was still sharpened, and the hair was broken.

It can be seen that he cherishes this sword very much, but in the end, if this sword is no longer forged, it will no longer be used.

But unfortunately, Li Wenshuo didn't even look at him.

If the other party doesn't plan to make a move, he doesn't plan to make a move, after all, it's not easy for anyone to come out and mix the rivers and lakes.

But the most important thing is that he is listening to Luo Jiuyi and doesn't want to be disturbed.

The swordsman looked at the sword in Li Wenshuo's hand, and after all, he didn't resist this temptation, so he rushed up and drew his sword to block the way of the two.

He also has some eyesight, although the broken teeth have not yet been unsheathed, but just by looking at the hilt, he knows that it is a good sword.

"Both, I don't want to hurt your lives, just hand over the sword in your hand, and I'll leave immediately. ”

The words were straight to the point, looking at the posture of drawing the sword, like a martial arts master, looking at the complex meaning in his eyes, he estimated that he had been struggling for a long time in his heart.

This is also a man with a story, Li Wenshuo thought to himself.

Then Luo Jiuyi slipped off his back, tidied up his clothes a little, and regained his cold appearance.

Li Wenshuo was also a little helpless, straightened his waist, glanced at the man, and instantly took a step back in shock.

"A swordsman can live without a sword, but he can't lose his backbone. ”

Hearing this, the sword-wielding man in front of him instantly blushed, and said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense, otherwise be careful grandpa, I will kill you!"

Compared with Li Wenshuo's frowning, Luo Jiuyi was extremely patient and indifferent.

"Amitabha, in the past, the Buddha was on the spiritual mountain, heard that all sentient beings were suffering, practiced the Dharma, and came to purify sentient beings, but why did I see with my eyes all the sins of sentient beings. ”

Li Wenshuo glanced at Luo Jiuyi's little face, stretched out his hand to wipe the dew on it, and said with a smile: "Fool, you just practiced Buddhism, and you are not a person in Buddhism, of course you can't see these things clearly with your eyes." ”

Luo Jiuyi shook his head, there were grass clippings on the top of his head, and he stretched out his hand to play a Buddha meditation, but it was also with a playful meaning, and said softly: "Although you are not a person in Buddhism, if you don't have a Zen heart, you naturally can't practice Buddhism." ”

Li Wenshuo stretched out his hand and grabbed Luo Jiuyi's little hand, seeing that the other party did not resist, he also smiled knowingly, and said: "If you really want to participate in Zen, I will take you to the White Horse Temple, I have a relationship with the Huiming monk in the temple, and he will not give us this face, as for the monk, it is avoidable, your hair is so beautiful, what a pity to cut it." ”

Luo Jiuyi's hair is indeed very beautiful, thick and black, draped over his shoulders, like a black waterfall hanging in the air, even if it is stained with grass clippings at this time, it is just adding some green embellishments.

Hearing this, Luo Jiuyi also nodded, looked at Li Wenshuo's eyes, and said very seriously: "Actually, I think so too." ”

The eldest brother who robbed Dao'er, looking at the strange two people in front of him, but you and me, also sensed that something was wrong.

But his heart is very broken, and he is already doubting what he is doing, please respect me, after all, Lao Tzu is a robber.

After thinking about it carefully, he roared out and said, "You two are serious, if you want to flirt casually, give me the sword in your hand first." ”

At this moment, the other two who fell behind were gone.

A businessman, although he has never read a book, but for many years, he has walked the rivers and lakes and practiced his eyesight, which has also made him see that this man and woman are not easy to provoke.

As for the peasant, he was more casual, and when he saw the swordsman who drew his sword to block the way, he thought that he had encountered a robber in the mountains, and he was so frightened that he ran away, and threw his hoe on the road.

Li Wenshuo shook his head and said with a smile: "Brother, let me ask you, how far is the nearest town in front of you from here?"

Dahan was stunned, only when the kid in front of him was playing himself, he was furious, raised his sword and pointed at Li Wenshuo and said: "You little rabbit cub, I won't teach you a lesson today, you don't know how powerful your grandfather is!"

As soon as these words came out, at the same time, the sword in the hand of the big man was also handed out.

But only handed out.

His sword was still three feet away from the other party, but it couldn't pierce it, and there seemed to be an invisible wall in the air.

At first, he was slightly stunned, and then there was infinite fear in his heart, and he said tremblingly: "Zong ...... Grandmaster-level master. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Li Wenshuo stretched out his hand, pinched the tip of his sword, and with a little force, the bright iron sword turned into countless pieces.

The autumn wind blew, in addition to a little coolness, it also brought a bit of gloom in the hearts of the man.

Ordinary people may not be able to meet a martial arts master once in their lives, but they let themselves meet it in this mountain and old forest.

Then he immediately knelt down, kept kowtowing, and said continuously: "The adult spares his life, and the small one has eyes and does not know Mount Tai......"

Li Wenshuo suddenly felt very bored, so he didn't use much strength, kicked him to the ground with one hand, rolled six or seven heels, and then turned around and continued to move forward.

But before he could take two steps, he turned his head and asked, "By the way, I haven't said what I asked you just now, where is the nearest town near here?"

The man had just spit out a mouthful of blood, and was secretly glad that he was not dead, and hurriedly replied: "Lord Qiqi, thirty miles ahead is where Yehua City is located. ”

Li Wenshuo nodded, and then took Luo Jiuyi's hand and walked forward.

Sure enough, after walking for a while, I saw the familiar city wall and the familiar road.

After entering the city, the two first found an inn, washed up a little, changed into clean clothes, and walked out of the store under the shocked and envious gaze of the shopkeeper.

"You're coming to spend the night in Hwaseong?"

Li Wenshuo nodded and said with a smile: "I once came out of the rivers and lakes, and the first place I went to was this night Huacheng, and I met a lot of friends here. ”

Luo Jiuyi snorted coldly, glanced at Li Wenshuo, and said, "It's all women." ”

"How is that possible?"

"I don't believe it, our extremely merry Marquis has come to this famous Oiran Yehua City, and there are still no free deeds. ”

Hearing this, Li Wenshuo coughed dryly twice, and said with a smile: "Jiu Niang, how is this possible, I was just out of the rivers and lakes at that time, and I was not famous, how could any Oiran meet me?"

"Everyone Li, since you came to Yehua City, why don't you come up and sit down?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a familiar woman's voice came from the top of his head, and when he looked up, he found that he had arrived at Fengyajian, and in desperation, he smiled bitterly and said hello to the 'early winter snow' above.

Luo Jiuyi, who was beside him, snorted coldly and walked straight towards the elegant stream.

Li Wenshuo hurriedly followed, after all, although there is the word elegance in the name, to put it bluntly, it is the place where the Qinglou smoke miasma, and where is the place where the girl comes.

Sure enough, Luo Jiuyi's front foot pushed the door as soon as he entered, which caused countless guests in the Qinglou to gasp, not to mention the appearance, just talking about this temperament, it is not something that can be seen in ordinary Qinglou.

Many wealthy and noble, or powerful people in Yehua City, wanted to step forward to kiss Fang Ze, but they found that there was already a man with a sword standing next to this woman, and they were immediately annoyed.

As soon as he was about to get up, he saw the man with the sword on his back in white, and he glanced around, the cold murderous aura was like a substance, and some people who didn't know martial arts were so frightened that their faces turned pale and they fell to the ground.

A few people sitting in the private room on the second floor also squinted slightly.

In one of the private rooms, there were four people at a table, but there was not a single girl to accompany them.

They were dressed in strong suits, just drinking, and the blades in their hands were all placed in the most convenient position in front of them.

In the meantime, a man with a scar under the corner of his right eye drank a glass of wine, stared in the direction of Li Wenshuo, and said with a smile: "The sword on this guy's back is good." ”

Hearing this, the fat man on the other side smiled, tore off half of the fat chicken in his hand, and said hesitantly: "The third child likes swords, I don't like them, I just think the girl next to him is good, very much in line with my taste." ”

The old man with the goatee on the side frowned, and said coldly: "Enough, that young man is not simple, in this Song Mingzhe's territory, it is best not to provoke him, so as not to cause trouble." ”

Hearing this, several people also quieted down and continued to drink and eat meat, but they didn't know what they were thinking in their hearts.

But what happened next shocked everyone in the green building, and the young man, leading the girl, went straight to the small single-family attic on the third floor.

There were many people who wanted to go to that little attic, but so far, I have never heard of that man going in.

Everyone in Yehua City knows that the pavilion in the lake is Ning Guoshou, and the boudoir on the third floor is warm in early winter.

The third floor of this Fengyajian is the boudoir of Song Xue'er, one of the world's famous and one of the top ten oirans.

We spent so much silver, not to mention going into the boudoir, a kiss to Fangze, even if it is difficult to see each other, why can this man go in?

Just in an instant, Feng Yajian exploded.