Chapter 225: People are in the sword, don't beat their edge

(Thanks to the book friend "Wang Wusin" and "alvin4933" for their generous reward!)

"Who do you say is a witch?"

Xu Jun suddenly appeared, rushed to the courtyard, and pointed at the tip of the old man's nose and asked.

Her appearance was like a white lotus flower suddenly blooming in the night, making the sky seem to light up.

The old man looked at her, his eyes flashed with a trace of complicated emotions, and muttered, "Like, it's really like ......"

The young man looked at her as if he were looking at a long-sought star, and his breathing couldn't help but speed up and thicken.

"Jun'er, come back!"

Xu Nianniang's voice was obviously nervous.

Xu Jun has always listened to his father's words, and even though he was not angry at the moment, he still chose to return to the house. It's just that the anger that swells on his face can't be dissolved no matter what:

She would never allow others to insult her mother.

Never!

The old man said with a complicated gaze: "After a few years, your daughter has grown up, and she has not yet been married." ”

Xu Nianniang said indifferently: "Yes." ”

"Really?"

The old man was very surprised, he knew this person's temperament too well, not that it was strange, but the natural arrogance in his bones. It can be seen that Xu Nianniang regards her daughter as the pearl of her palm, how can she easily marry her daughter out? Besides, with Xu Jun's condition, who can be worthy of such a small county town?

But the old man also knew that since Xu Nianniang said that he had made a promise, he must have made a promise, and he would never lie, so he thought about it and asked, "Is it that kid from the Xiahou family?"

Xu Nianniang shook her head.

"Is it the son of Simon?"

Xu Nianniang still shook her head and said slowly: "It's a person you don't know." ”

"I don't understand. ”

The old man simply said neatly.

Xu Nianniang suddenly smiled: "I marry my daughter, why do you want to understand?"

The old man's eyes shrank. The whistling wind seemed to get colder. Scraping on the person, I feel a trace of coolness.

Xu Nianniang didn't care. He took another sip of wine, his eyes were shining, as bright as stars: "After so many years, I already knew that sooner or later you would come to the door." Right now, I'm here. ”

The old man took a step forward slightly, and stood side by side with the young man: "What about your knife?"

"My knife is there, too. ”

There was no sign of any weapon on his body.

However, in the eyes of the old man, he had already seen that knife - it was a famous knife that was powerful in the world, it was a magic knife that had cut off countless heads!

It was that snowy winter. The knife followed its owner and disappeared from the rivers and lakes, and twenty years were almost gone.

But the old man still remembered the sharpness of the knife clearly.

Now, the people are there, and the knives are there.

Time has passed, and the vicissitudes of time have not only not corroded the light of the blade in the slightest, but like a whetstone, it has become more and more bright.

The wind suddenly stopped.

......‘

The wind stopped. The night was dark.

Chen Sanlang stretched out for a long time, indescribably tired: he had tried a full eighteen methods and various combinations, but the mantra was still lined up in front of him like a labyrinth without flaws. Standing still.

It, seemingly unsolvable, is a dead knot. Or maybe it's just a pointless prank.

In front of it. Chen Sanlang felt a strong sense of frustration, and even between his lips, he faintly felt an indescribable bitter taste.

Xu Nianniang gave him three days to comprehend the true meaning. But the first one was hit on the head and was smashed to the ground. From this, we can see what the situation will be in the next two days.

As the saying goes: what you get on paper is shallow. The problem is that he can't even figure out the literal meaning right now.

"Could it be that the dragon is crushing himself stupidly?"

Chen Saburo thought.

This is not impossible, the dragon qi has suppressed the "Haoran Silk Book" for a long time, and it is impossible to say that it has no impact. You must know that since he awakened and lived as a human being, this ancient book is the most solid support point for his spiritual world.

And now the ancient book is pressed by the heavy restraint of the golden dragon qi, and it can't be used, and over time, it will either rebel or give in. Under the contradiction, there are often some unpredictable changes in emotions.

In fact, he has never given up on breaking through. However, as if in a solid cage, no matter how you rush left and right, you can never find a gap.

Chen Sanlang gradually understood that if there was no major external impact, I was afraid that he would really not be able to break free from the suppression of the dragon qi.

Therefore, he has been looking for this external force.

Inheriting Xu Nianniang's mantle and learning peerless knife skills, maybe it is the external help. It's a pity that the reality is always skinny, and there is a lot of unsatisfactory performance.

Inexplicable irritability, even though sleepy, but no sleepiness. So he put on his shirt, went out the door, put his hands on his back, and wandered through the streets.

Tonight's night is deep, there are not many stars and moons, and it looks dark. The climate is also a little strange, it was good that the wind was coming before, but now it has stopped, and it is quiet all around.

Jing County is just a small town, so naturally there is no talk of a night market. The population is small, and at night, they all close their doors and go to sleep, how can the night market be opened?

At most, individual stalls open late to sell wontons, noodles, snacks and the like. But when the day is over, it is basically closed.

At this time, there are no ghosts on the streets. Only the lanterns under the eaves of some large houses emitted light.

To be honest, although he was born and raised, Chen Sanlang rarely walked through the streets of Jing County at night. Now pacing slowly, there are some unusual feelings.

"Dang!"

There was a weak knock, and the gong was obviously too old, it looked dilapidated, and the sound of the gong became hoarse.

This is the watchman who is in charge of the guard and patrol, and he yawns and walks lazily. Suddenly found a figure dangling in front of him, he was startled, and hurriedly turned on the lights, and when he saw the other party's face clearly, he was suddenly shocked into a cold sweat, "snapped" and stammered: "County, county order, county order, county order, why are you ......?"

Chen Sanlang even won three yuan, and the entire Jingxian street knew about it, who didn't know, who didn't know.

In other words, when Chen Sanlang couldn't take the test before, he sneered. At this encounter, I felt a sudden shock in my heart, and I took it for granted that the county magistrate specially came to grab his pigtails and take revenge?

Where did Chen Sanlang know that he had such a funny idea, so he smiled and replied casually: "I can't sleep, so I came out to enjoy the moonlight." ”

Moon?

The husband looked up in confusion, looking at the moonlight that was hidden by the clouds like a rice dumpling, and it took a while for a while to leak a little light.

Anyway, in the world of adults, villains will never understand, so they don't have to worry about that idleness.

The husband used to know very well, this Chen Sanlang often chose to run out on rainy days, at dusk, or when the wind was blowing. What is this saying in the circle of readers, yes, it is called "Wind and Snow". But in the eyes of the people at the bottom, these are purely those who are well fed and supported.

He shook his head and continued to beat the gong.

said that Chen Sanlang walked through the two streets slowly, and finally came to the door of the martial arts hall unconsciously. When he saw that the door was open, he could not help but feel strange, so he walked over and glanced inside.

He saw a dazzling sword light, and his eyes shrank when he reflected it, as if his mind was shattered by this sword light at once!

This is Xu Nianniang's sword light!(To be continued......)