Even the old man who was driving the car left.

The old man sat alone in the carriage, with a heavy curtain hanging in front of him, and in the carriage, I don't know how many layers of light Shuzhong brocade were laid, which was extremely warm, and the north wind could not blow in.

Instead of closing his eyes, he laid out a small table in the carriage, sat down cross-legged, and began to write in ink.

The brush is not particularly luxurious, but it is also very exquisite, the best Wanzhou Zihao, even the paper on the table, is also the most picky Bashu Suxuan.

Of course, there is also a small wine jug as white as jade, which contains the wine of the spring god, and the wine is full of aroma.

The old man has been practicing calligraphy for a long time, but there are only two characters he has practiced, and he has planned to stop practicing words after these two characters are written.

So before that, he hadn't written for a long time.

It's just that a few days ago, he just turned out the two words that he once thought he wrote very well, but no matter how he looked at it, he felt that it was not pleasing to the eye, so he planned to write it again.

The old man's hand holding the pen is very steady, just like when he holds the sword, it is not a master's work, but the pen is vigorous, which shows that the foundation is profound.

After a while, a pure word came out, and at this time, the wind in my ears gradually stopped.

It was about the same time, and a single word also jumped on the paper.

It is not so much about practicing words, but about practicing swords, between strokes, the sword intent is awe-inspiring, and the sword spirit is soaring.

The old man let out a sigh of relief, straightened his clothes, and looked up at the end of the long street, where there was a young man in a black robe.

This young man is counted according to his face, but if it is according to his age, he is even older than the old man in the car.

But unlike Shangguan Yu and Zhang Yuanzhi, although Liu Qing broke into the rivers and lakes later than these two, he had personally seen the most invincible White Lotus monk at the beginning.

Although there was a difference in age, at that time, the two even sat together and drank wine and talked happily.

It's just that at that time, he knew that the other party was a White Lotus monk, and the other party only regarded him as a fledgling young swordsman, but he still regarded him as the first friend he met when he walked into the rivers and lakes.

Liu Qing was wearing an extremely clean old robe, and when she came here to see this old friend who she hadn't seen for many years, she even had a trace of emotion in her heart, and she couldn't help but have a smile on the corner of her mouth.

The moment Li Juexian saw the carriage, he also stopped, raised his head, and said with a smile: "I finally met an interesting one, tell me, who are you?"

Liu Qing smiled and pushed the curtain out, holding a sheathed sword in his right hand, the sword was more than three feet long, and the treasure light was restrained.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, if it weren't for the fact that the world said it was you, I guess I wouldn't have recognized it. ”

Hearing this, Li Juexian was stunned, frowned, and said coldly, "We have met?"

Liu Qing shook his head and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter if you don't remember, it doesn't matter anyway, the old man came here today mainly to see what the Tianchong realm of the White Lotus Monk looks like." ”

Li Juexian also laughed, and he didn't feel that the other party was arrogant, because he had already felt the supreme sword intent faintly emanating from the other party's body.

"Then, if you can have such a sword intent, and it is not Wudang Zhang Yuanzhi, it should be the pavilion master of the Shuzhong Sword Pavilion, the sword ghost Liu Qing. ”

Hearing this, Liu Qing nodded, the other party recognized him, but he didn't think of himself, which made him very helpless, but he couldn't feel any melancholy.

At the moment, he is very calm.

However, Liu Qing's calmness does not mean that other people are calm, at least all the people who have stayed here and have not left in the vicinity.

Sword Ghost Liu Qing, isn't he in the Sword Pavilion in Shuzhong? When did such a character come to Fenghua Prefecture, and who was the person opposite him?

Holding the glass of wine, Mr. Cao couldn't drink it for a long time, but finally sighed, put the wine on the table, looked at Lao Huang in front of him, smiled bitterly, and said, "What, you still want to stay here and watch them fight, don't you leave?"

Lao Huang shook his head and said: "I can't intervene in the battle between them, if Liu Qing can kill this Li Juexian, it's best, if he can't, when the time comes, I'll see if I can pick up a bargain." ”

"Then I'll go. ”

"Well, remember to help me take care of her. ”

"Farewell. ”

Mr. Cao nodded, picked up the erhu, and really turned around and left, leaving Lao Huang alone in the inn and drinking alone.

In fact, he doesn't like to drink very much, he thinks this thing is very choking, and he doesn't drink well, every time he takes a sip, he uses internal force to relieve hangover all the time, so he has drunk so many glasses in a row, and his face still hasn't changed.

The reason why he continued to drink was because he felt that his throat was dry, as if a fire was burning.

There was no one around, and he held the wine glass in one hand and put the other hand down, and at the same time put away the butter paper umbrella that he never put away in front of people.

At the same time, Liu Qing on the street also drew his sword.

I saw a ball of brilliance blooming out like a hibiscus out of the water, graceful and clear, the carving on the hilt of the sword like the stars running out of a deep light, the sword body, the sun is integrated, like clear water overflowing the pond calmly and soothing, and the blade of the sword is like a cliff standing thousands of feet lofty and majestic.

Li Juexian was silent for a while, and said with some doubts: "Ancient Sword Chunjun?"

Liu Qing nodded, and put the scabbard back into the carriage with great care.

The ancient sword is pure, the most noble and unparalleled sword in the world.

Li Juexian stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please, like a senior in the rivers and lakes, instructing the juniors.

That's right, according to the seniority, the White Lotus monk a few decades ago is indeed a generation higher than the current Liu Qing.

In this regard, Liu Qing just smiled, did not make any disputes, and made the first move.

Although it is called a sword ghost, Liu Qing's sword does not have the slightest sense of femininity and weirdness, on the contrary, it is a domineering, bright and infinite sword.

The word ghost does not describe his kendo, but his talent.

The first sword, across a long street, Liu Qing is sword was handed out, and the fierce and domineering sword qi was full of sharpness, and before the sword blade, there was nothing constantly.

Even Li Juexian, in the face of such a sword, did not dare to resist his so-called King Kong is not bad.

However, fortunately, this sword was too far away when it came out, so that he already had room to dodge, and with a slight side, he avoided the peerless sword intent, and instead smashed his fist at Liu Qing who was standing at the end of the long street.

This punch was also domineering, and the air that was originally separated by the long sword was all condensed by the power of this punch, squeezed together, pulling the vitality between heaven and earth, turning into electric snakes dozens of zhang long, surging past.

In this regard, Liu Qing also smiled, took a step forward very casually, and then the vitality between heaven and earth immediately froze, also understatement, and even blocked the punch without making a move.

The long street is divided into two distinct sections.

The section where Li Juexian was standing was dark, and the wind and sand were rolling up, like a ghost crying and howling, while the other section where Liu Qing was standing was calm, like a 10,000-year-old mountain, silent here.

"It's amazing. ”

Li Juexian praised, but the movements in his hand did not stop, the vitality between heaven and earth was raging, and a stream of pitch-black qi poured out from under Li Juexian's black robe, extremely thick, and then condensed in his hand, turning into a pitch-black long knife like substance.

The knife was unusually domineering, the knife was nine feet long, the front was a six-foot-long blade, and the back was a three-foot-long hilt, simple and round, giving people the feeling of only strength and sharpness.

He's serious.

Even when facing Ulan Baatir, he didn't use such means, but at this time he did.

His King Kong is not bad, but the old man in front of him, the sword in his hand is too dangerous, even he doesn't dare to be careless, and he is very excited.

Since he already has this knife in his hand, it is naturally not used for defense.

In the small city, only a low shout could be heard, Li Juexian did not use any unusually complicated moves, holding the handle of the knife with both hands, and kicking on the road paved with stone slabs, only to see that the ground within a radius of ten zhang instantly dropped a foot, and the stone slabs instantly turned into flying ash, and countless cracks centered on his feet and stretched away, and even the two small buildings on the side of the street were shocked and collapsed, and the ruins almost filled the street.

But he didn't see the shadow of Li Juexian.

At this moment he had jumped into the sky, almost standing on the clouds.

The restless Heaven and Earth Vitality wrapped around his steel-like arms, turning into thick lightning bolts that flew around him.

Within a radius of dozens of miles, you can see the vision between this heaven and earth.

Li Juexian fell from the sky, and the pitch-black giant blade slashed from the sky to the ground, almost splitting this piece of heaven and earth in half!

Mr. Cao, who has been far away for many miles, looked at this sword that almost dominated the world, and couldn't help but feel a trace of bitterness in his heart.

As for the spies who remained in the city and did not leave, and even hid in this street, those who were lucky enough to survive from the fight were also frightened and scattered, and ran away, desperately trying to escape from this place.

Lao Huang raised his head, looked at the roof, and felt the knife that fell from the sky, and seemed to have some understanding.

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Next Chapter Preview:... It made a piercing long hissing sound against the scabbard, and slashed out with all his might, the light was like a full moon, and the black giant blade was shrouded in a faint layer of Buddha light, and the tide of compassion gushed out, and the sword light was as thin as a line. The knife was forced. Because at the moment before the sword, the old man in front of him suddenly took out the sword. It's not a complicated sword move, nor is it a straight and simple stab of the sword of the Killing Immortals. I can't describe that sword in words, that sword is like a ghost, and it means to kill! Like his sword, this sword is designed to kill his opponents. The sword is incomparable, and in just a moment, it is struck together with the earth-shattering sword, such a violent heaven and earth vitality is mixed together, and the space within a radius of dozens of zhang is full of surging thunder......

Next two chapter previews:... Hello, otherwise, if you go slowly, you really won't survive. The man frowned, but he didn't take half a step, but pulled out half of the long knife at his waist, and said in a cold voice: "It seems that he is still a master, but if you want us to go, we will go, it is really a little difficult for us." Li Wenshuo snorted coldly, with a move of his hand, behind the firewood pile on the side, a sheathed long sword flew out, and when he reached his hand, he said coldly: "You are a group of pig brains, I am the emperor's own free marquis Li Wenshuo, today I drank the wine I toasted you, and you still have to stay here to accompany the Hou Ye for the night?" Originally, Li Wenshuo's sword technique scared these sergeants, and as soon as these words came out, they were even more shocked. They are stationed in the imperial ...... all year round

Next three chapter previews:... Out of that boredom. Li Wenshuo continued to close his eyes cross-legged, his injury was not healed, and he didn't want to move, but said softly: "Don't hurt anyone." As soon as the three words were finished, he remembered what Li Juexian told him last night, and asked him to put away his senseless kindness in the future. Thinking of this, he also smiled, sometimes finding that others always know him better than himself. Lao Huang stood up, and at this moment the butter paper umbrella had been repaired, but he did not hold it up. Maybe the sun was a little dazzling, and his eyes narrowed slightly: "Can you lend me your horse?" Zhao Yue was stunned, her eyebrows were slightly condensed, she was silent, she tightened the soft whip in her hand, and swiped it at Lao Huang's slightly pale cheeks. Dealing with gall ......

Next Four Chapter Preview:... It's a very powerful swordsmanship, but now, no matter how much I try, that sword can't be used. "The sword that killed Li Juexian?" Yang San asked tentatively. Li Wenshuo was also stunned, and said with a smile: "How do you know." Seeing Li Wenshuo admit, Yang San also smiled, and said with great pride: "I guessed for myself, since Li Juexian has a close relationship with Lao Huang and Brother Shuo, then he has to have something to do with you when he dies." Li Wenshuo was a little helpless, and jumped over a piece of wood in the middle of the road very carefully, and said with a smile: "You are really smart." Yang San shook his head and said, "Brother Shuo, I am all clever, I can't compare to you who have great wisdom, I don't know what to do in this life except to be an assassin." Yang San is a person who has reached the stage of early maturity and even should start a family, but he is still very immature, even if this killer only occasionally shows this emotion. At least in Li Wenshuo's opinion, but even so, this is still his brother, so he thought about it for a while, that is, he said: "If you don't want to be a killer one day, go to Wanzhou to find me, although my Zhuangzi is not big, but many people can still live." Yang San suddenly laughed extremely happily, patted Li Wenshuo's shoulder, and said: "Brother, what I want is your words, but I think I should have been born an assassin in my life, and I won't do anything else......

Next Five Chapter Preview:... No less catches. It's a good thing, the meat is tender and there are many ways to eat it. Li Wenshuo didn't have anything when he was a child, so when he caught a lobster, he went to the shrimp line, dug a pit and threw it in, lit a fire and cooked it, and took it out to eat directly. The peeled shrimp meat is as white as snow and steaming, and when you put it in your mouth, it is not only mellow, but also very chewy. The greedy Li Wenshuo rejected Li Tianyi's deal of one penny, found a strong silk thread, tied it to the end of the small wooden stick, and completed his fishing rod. As for the shrimp bait, compared to the frogs and chicken intestines of this group of bear children, he caught a non-poisonous big flower snake by the river, peeled off the skin, tied it to the silk thread, and then threw it into the river under the envious eyes of a large group of children. ......

Next Six Chapter Preview:... The wedding was held willingly, and everything was plain and uneventful. It's just a matter of course. After this, Li Wenshuo received a letter, which was rushed for 800 miles, and he was tired of three horses, just to hand over the letter covered with golden paint to him. When he received the letter, Li Wenshuo was still a little worried, although the life at home was very good, but he still didn't react, quietly, how did he become such a big person, it is worth others to use the post station to expedite the messenger. This kind of thing, except for wartime military orders, is only qualified to be used by the emperor. Therefore, this letter is from Chang'an, which is very secret, even if the source written on the envelope is Nanshannan, Beishanbei, this unknown ghost place. Compared with the mystery of the letter, the content of the letter is extremely ordinary, it was written to him by Liu Ye, removing a lot of unnutritious greetings, which probably means inviting him to participate in the "Frost Chrysanthemum Reward" half a month later. Frost chrysanthemum appreciation, originally the same as the literal meaning, chrysanthemums in full bloom, the whole city to appreciate chrysanthemums. The event will be held for three days in a row, and during the three days, there is no curfew in the city, there is no morning court in the palace, people put up lanterns, and the emperor and the people have fun, which is really a very festive time. Li Wenshuo was very happy that Liu Ye invited him, not only because of brotherhood, but also because he finally found a reason to go out again. When it was time to eat, he announced the news, Tie Da was not at home, only Ou Yemo and Chen Yiyi were present, of course......

Next Seven Chapter Preview:..." Li Wenshuo thought about it and felt that this should be the case, and the heavenly principle should be like this, so he looked serious and said seriously: "That guy, I'm here to kill you." He stepped out, with a sword round line above his head and under his feet, and the next moment he slashed at the thick blood around the mask, swirling in it, and was not swallowed by the mask again. It was another shock and rain of blood, but Li Wenshuo just snorted coldly, his eyes were bright, and he no longer thought about many other miscellaneous things, such as which so-called noble person instructed this old man to kill himself, and the killing intent on his body was revealed. A powerful murderous aura passed through the hilt of the sword in his hand to the blade, spreading into the space, causing the sky to retreat in fear, falling aside. This killing intent has been discovered since yesterday night......

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Chapter synopsis Even the old man who was driving the car left.

The old man sat alone in the carriage, with a heavy curtain hanging in front of him, and in the carriage, I don't know how many layers of light Shuzhong brocade were laid, which was extremely warm, and the north wind could not blow in.

Instead of closing his eyes, he laid out a small table in the carriage, sat down cross-legged, and began to write in ink.

The brush is not particularly luxurious, but it is also very exquisite, the best Wanzhou Zihao, even the paper on the table, is also the most picky Bashu Suxuan.

Of course, there is also a small wine jug as white as jade, which contains the wine of the spring god, and the wine is full of aroma.

The old man has been practicing calligraphy for a long time, but there are only two characters he has practiced, and he has planned to stop practicing words after these two characters are written.

So before that, he hadn't written for a long time.

It's just that a few days ago, he just turned out the two words that he once thought he wrote very well, but no matter how he looked at it, he felt that it was not pleasing to the eye, so he planned to write it again.

The old man's hand holding the pen is very steady, just like when he holds the sword, it is not a master's work, but the pen is vigorous, which shows that the foundation is profound.

After a while, a pure word came out, and at this time, the wind in my ears gradually stopped.

It was about the same time, and a single word also jumped on the paper.

It is not so much about practicing words, but about practicing swords, between strokes, the sword intent is awe-inspiring, and the sword spirit is soaring.

The old man let out a sigh of relief, straightened his clothes, and looked up at the end of the long street, where there was a young man in a black robe.

This young man is counted according to his face, but if it is according to his age, he is even older than the old man in the car.

But unlike Shangguan Yu and Zhang Yuanzhi, although Liu Qing broke into the rivers and lakes later than these two, he had personally seen the most invincible White Lotus monk at the beginning.

Although there was a difference in age, at that time, the two even sat together and drank wine and talked happily.

It's just that at that time, he knew that the other party was a White Lotus monk, and the other party only regarded him as a fledgling young swordsman, but he still regarded him as the first friend he met when he walked into the rivers and lakes.

Liu Qing was wearing an extremely clean old robe, and when she came here to see this old friend who she hadn't seen for many years, she even had a trace of emotion in her heart, and she couldn't help but have a smile on the corner of her mouth.

The moment Li Juexian saw the carriage, he also stopped, raised his head, and said with a smile: "I finally met an interesting one, tell me, who are you?"

Liu Qing smiled and pushed the curtain out, holding a sheathed sword in his right hand, the sword was more than three feet long, and the treasure light was restrained.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, if it weren't for the fact that the world said it was you, I guess I wouldn't have recognized it. ”

Hearing this, Li Juexian was stunned, frowned, and said coldly, "We have met?"

Liu Qing shook his head

[Middle 2 upright little criminal police officer X fine belly black world master]

Yo yo Chek noisy, cross the standard to come to a set.

Dad doesn't hurt, mother doesn't love, and the maid is not kind.

Little detective, what a failure, I can't stay in the broken yard.

No way, don't slack off, hurry up and find a good thigh!

When Di An'an, a secondary 2 criminal policeman, woke up, he found that Simmons, who had just entered, had become a fire and earth kang, and the small apartment he shared had become a tiled house.

What is the reason of heaven!

I've survived the third year of high school, mixed with junior college, and a government civil servant who has been arrogant and overly researched, God, are you really good to me like this!

Why didn't you let me through sooner!

Di An'an said, I am familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics, Tang and Song poems, and the art of war strategy, and I am really born to make contributions and achieve a great life!

However, there are always a few obstacles on the road to achieving a great life