Chapter 37: Two Swordsmen

Li Changan, who has always been stingy and greedy for money, was bold. Today's heavy rain is pouring down, it was a good time to do business, but he closed very early, and the guests who did not choose to stay were invited out of the Shunfeng Inn, and he was stingy and even gave each of them an umbrella to this group of guests, it was obvious that he asked this group of people to leave very resolutely.

As for the guests who chose to settle down in the inn, they were all invited into the room by him, and they were not allowed to come out, no one had any objections, as long as the people who were not stupid knew that the atmosphere in the store was extremely abnormal, and they could affect the pond fish at any time, they didn't want to be affected by the pond fish, so they honestly obeyed Li Changan's arrangement.

After doing all this, Li Changan glanced at Lu Xiaofeng coldly, and he said, "Now you owe me at least five hundred taels of silver." ”

Lu Xiaofeng smiled, if he was in his life, he would definitely shirk it, but now he didn't even have the heart to shirk, at this moment there were only two people in his eyes, the only two people standing in the inn, two can definitely be regarded as very top swordsmen.

Ximen Blowing Snow and Ink Dumping Pool, in his eyes, although one of these two people is famous and the other is unknown, they are definitely top swordsmen, even if Ink Dumping Pool is nameless, but the person who can be remembered by Ximen Blowing Snow is definitely a master among masters. Although he didn't know Ximen Blowing Snow, he knew that Ximen Blowing Snow would never remember a person's name for no reason, and he also knew that the reason why Ximen Blowing Snow remembered the name Ink Dumping Pool was because of Xie Xiaofeng.

Isn't Xie Xiaofeng an extremely famous swordsman? But such an extremely famous swordsman is not sure that he can defeat a person with no name, so how powerful is this nameless swordsman?

Now he desperately wanted to know one thing: Mo Dump Chi had been to the Divine Sword Villa, and Mo Dump Chi had also successfully left the Divine Sword Villa, so what about Xie Xiaofeng? How was Xie Xiaofeng? Is he alive or dead, winning or losing? He wanted to ask, but he knew better that he couldn't ask at this moment. The only thing he can do now is to shut up honestly, and by the way, let Li Changan also shut up honestly, only in this way can he have the opportunity to know the answer.

He didn't need to pay attention to Li Chang'an, Li Changan had already closed his mouth honestly after driving away the guests in the inn, he didn't say a word, and the hook flashed in the eyes of Mo Dumping Chi and Ximen Blowing Snow. From time to time, his eyes flashed with a strange glint.

Lu Xiaofeng looked at Li Changan and shook his head, he found that he suddenly forgot that Li Changan was a person with extremely good martial arts attainments in the past, and he was also a swordsman who was obsessed with swordsmanship, this person used to be very famous, but this famous person is now just an ordinary miserly boss.

But even so, he still found that no matter what this person became and what kind of personality change occurred, this person's obsession with the sword would never change.

Simon Blowing Snow looked at the ink pouring pool. Mo Dumping Chi looked at Ximen Blowing Snow, the two just stared at each other, but Lu Xiaofeng already felt that the two swords were emitting silent blades. Ximen Blowing Snow is a sword, a sharp sword, and the ink pouring pool is also a sword, a sword hidden in a scabbard. But any sword can't help but look at whether the other party is qualified to be his opponent, Lu Xiaofeng believes that Ximen Blowing Snow and Mo Dumping Chi are the same, but he doesn't know the answer. But he believed that Simon Blowing Snow and Mo Dumping Pond had already come up with an answer.

I don't know how long it took, but a smile appeared on Mo Tingchi's face. He looked at Ximen Blowing Snow and said: "I'm not here for Linghu Chong today, a swordsman like Linghu Chong is not worthy of my waste of time, I'm here for you today, I'm here for you Ximen Blowing Snow." ”

Ximen Fuxue's expression was calm, and he looked coldly at the ink pouring pool.

Mo Tingchi smiled, he had heard of this person. And he had heard of this man more than once, and he also knew that this man was a legend, and he knew that this man was an incomparably terrifying swordsman, so he was not surprised by any of this man's actions, not to mention that this man had always rarely spoken. No nonsense.

But when two people are together, there is always one person who wants to say some nonsense, at least some nonsense that onlookers can understand, and he knows that today he is going to act as this person, so he continues to smile: " Xie Xiaofeng once said to me that there are many famous swordsmen in the world, but the only swordsman he is not sure of winning is Ximen Fuxue, I have never doubted this sentence, not in the past, let alone after seeing your deity, you are indeed a very powerful swordsman, but I believe that after the sword, you are not only powerful, but terrifying. ”

He took a deep look at the lone swordsman in white in front of him, and sighed: "No one wants to face death, even those who are not afraid of death are not willing to face death, and your sword is the death that is given to people, so your sword is not only powerful, but also terrifying." ”

Lu Xiaofeng looked at the ink pouring pool, and a flash of admiration flashed in his eyes. There are not a few people who know this truth, but there are not many people who know this truth but can still say it calmly, and this person looked very calm and calm when he said this.

There are only two possibilities for a person who utters this sentence so calmly and calmly, this person is bent on death, or this person does not value his own life, and the same is true for the life of others.

Lu Xiaofeng had a trace of fear in his heart, he believed that this ink pouring pool was definitely the second kind of person, but if the ink pouring pool was the second kind of person, then the ink pouring pool was undoubtedly the same kind of person as Ximen Blowing Snow, a kind of person who could fight at any time.

He had already seen that Simon Blowing Snow's eyes were brighter than just now, although they were only a little brighter, but they were indeed a lot brighter, he and Ximen Blowing Snow were friends for twenty years, and he understood that Simon Blowing Snow had become interested in this person.

There is only one kind of person who can make Simon Fuyuki interested, and that is the swordsman, a swordsman who is worthy of being compared to him.

Next, Lu Xiaofeng was not only frightened but also shocked, not only had he found out that Ximen Blowing Snow was interested in the ink pouring pool, but also heard Ximen Blowing Snow speak, most of the time once Ximen Blowing Snow opened his mouth, it meant that Ximen Blowing Snow had already wanted to make a move, but this time it was not the majority.

The sound of Ximen blowing snow was like cold wind, with an indescribable sharpness, Ximen blowing snow said: "You can leave the Divine Sword Mountain Villa alive, then Xie Xiaofeng is already dead?"

Mo Tianchi shook his head and said: "Although I won this battle, Xie Xiaofeng is not dead, maybe I will fight with Xie Xiaofeng in the future." Fight against an even more powerful Xie Xiaofeng. ”

This is not a simple sentence that can be understood, but not only Ximen Fuxue understands, Lu Xiaofeng understands, but Li Changan also understands. A swordsman with excellent swordsmanship is defeated but not dead, and there have always been only two kinds of results, and the man has been deposed or risen again.

They all believed that although Xie Xiaofeng was defeated, he would not be abolished. It is difficult for someone like Xie Xiaofeng to be completely defeated, Ximen Fuxue, Lu Xiaofeng, and Li Changan all believe this.

The smile on Mo Dump Chi's face was very bright, he looked at Ximen Blowing Snow with a bright face, and continued: "Although I came to Shunfeng Inn because of you, I don't plan to make a move on you. ”

Ximen Blowing Snow just looked at the Ink Dumping Pond, and did not speak, his eyes were as cold as ever, as quiet as ever, and the Ink Dumping Pond looked at the West Gate Blowing Snow. He found that Simon Fuxue was indeed a person who was equivalent to a dead man if he did not draw his sword, which was naturally an extremely terrible person, and I am afraid that there was no one more terrible than this kind of person.

However, he was not afraid of Simon blowing snow, and he continued to say very calmly: "I also know that if I don't plan to make a move on you, it will be difficult for you to make a move on me. ”

Ximen Fuxue stared at Mo Tingchi and said coldly: "Why?"

The smile on Mo Tanchi's face became even brighter, and he said, "Because even you are not sure of beating me, although you are not a person who uses a sword for the sake of grasping, but you are a person who keeps his promises." ”

Ximen Blowing Snow still looked coldly at the ink pouring pool. But Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but take two steps forward, and he stared at the young swordsman in front of him. With a look of surprise in his eyes, Mo Tianchi looked at Lu Xiaofeng with a smile, and he smiled: "Lu Daxia seems to be curious about why I know about this?"

Lu Xiaofeng smiled bitterly and nodded: "Yes, this is an absolutely confidential matter." ”

Mo Tingchi nodded and admitted: "This is indeed an absolutely confidential matter, so I didn't know about it originally, but anyone who keeps it secret will be known." Lu Daxia is extremely smart, he should know where I found out about this. ”

Lu Xiaofeng already knew, but he hadn't said it yet, Ximen Chuixue had already said, "Have you seen him?" Although he was asking, his tone was with indescribable affirmation. Mo Dumping Chi didn't deny it, this was the truth, so he wouldn't deny it, he nodded and said, "I did see him, I saw Ye Gucheng." ”

Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City, is also a person who stands at the peak of the sword, an existence that makes the swordsmen of the world, like the carp of the rivers and lakes who cross the river, bow and worship. But as long as there are swordsmen, few people don't know the name Ye Gucheng, but few people don't know Ye Gucheng's famous stunt flying immortals.

Flying Immortals outside the sky, just a move to the pinnacle of swordsmanship, this is a move that is recognized as unbreakable, invincible in the world's peerless moves, since the establishment of this move, no one in the sky and the earth can break this move.

Hearing Mo Dump Chi admit that he had met Ye Gucheng, Ximen Blowing Snow was as calm as ever, he looked at Ink Dump Chi and said coldly: "He didn't make a move on you?"

Mo Tingchi shook his head and said, "No." ”

"Why?"

Mo Dumping Chi said lightly: "Because not only is he not sure of me, but the most important thing is that he remembers the agreement with you." ”

Ximen Fuxue was silent, he didn't speak, he knew that Ye Gucheng had always been a very trustworthy person, and he also knew that Ye Gucheng had never been a person who was afraid of swords, and he knew that the young man in front of him named Mo Dumping Chi was a swordsman worthy of Ye Gucheng's shot, and Ye Gucheng didn't make a move, and the reason was that Ye Gucheng had to fulfill his promise to him, so he didn't make a move.

Ye Gucheng is like this, why is he not like this?

He stared at Mo Dump Chi for a long time, and said, "It's true that I won't make a move on you, but why don't you make a move on me?" I am definitely qualified to be your opponent. ”

Mo Tianchi sighed: "The reason why I didn't make a move on you is just because I have to wait for a woman, maybe after waiting for her, I will be dragged to a place by her to do something absolutely very dangerous and very exciting." ”

Lu Xiaofeng had a smile on his face, he had always had no resistance to dangerous things for women, he had always been very curious, whether it was dangerous things or beautiful women, he was very happy to know, so he asked, "What kind of woman is it." ”

The corners of Mo Tingchi's mouth have already evoked a playful smile, Lu Xiaofeng has already had a bad premonition, he has a faint hunch that this is definitely an extraordinary woman, Mo Tingchi said slowly: "Her name is Feng Siniang, I'm afraid there are few people in the rivers and lakes who don't know this name." ”

There was silence for a while, both Lu Xiaofeng and Li Changan showed a very strange and complicated look on their faces, it was a look that could not be described in words, one thing was certain, and these two people did know this woman named Feng Siniang. (To be continued.) )