Although the tone of the blue-robed man was light, his whole body was like a piece of cold ice in the sun, braving the cold air of the forest, teaching everyone to feel the killing intent of the cold army.

Shen Lian was very calm, and under this calmness, there was a kind of self-confidence that was incomprehensible to the blue-robed people, and even made him have to believe one thing, maybe Shen Lian could really kill him.

This feeling is very mysterious, like when a lion fights a rabbit, you find that this rabbit suddenly turns into a tiger.

He could see that Shen Lian's health was not good, and he had not practiced internal strength, although his five fingers were slender, he did not have calluses.

Emaciated, delicate, and sickly and pale, it is not a threat if it is not carried out by the wind.

But Shen Lian was different, the difference was that those eyes, the eyes that represented the windows of the soul, the eyes that were as calm as water, actually made him a little uncomfortable for no reason, a little humble.

Shen Lian's heart was calm at this time, and the innate deity holding Ruyi slowly appeared in the spiritual sea.

It is an indescribable spiritual heritage, lonely and eternal, powerful and fearless.

He naturally lowered his hands and sat peacefully, across the table, the green-robed man did not notice that Shen Lian had an extra flying knife about two inches long in his hand.

The small flying knife is Shen Lian's last means of protection, under his strong soul perception, manipulating the flesh ~ body, within ten steps, it can be sent out from any angle.

He didn't know if this would work for the green-robed man, and he had even tried to use this little flying knife to try to kill anyone.

This is a means to protect himself, not a weapon of murder.

The green-robed man had a successful internal qi and a keen five senses, he couldn't see Shen Lian's knife, but he naturally lowered his gaze and stared at Shen Lian's shoulders, who were much shorter than him.

The hall fell into an eerie silence, only to be broken by the faint sound of footsteps.

Under the sun, the entrance was a little beggar, or rather, not a little beggar, but his clothes were so torn that he could barely hide his body.

Twelve or thirteen years old, maybe he should be older, maybe because of perennial malnutrition, so his physical growth is a little stunted.

Different from Shen Lian's delicateness, the little beggar is more simple and resolute, and his eyebrows and nose are somewhat similar to those of the man in the green robe.

The murderous aura of the blue-robed man was withdrawn like a tide, and his face was soft.

The little beggar came to the green-robed man, untied a cloth bag from his body, and carefully uncovered the cloth bag, layer after layer.

Revealing a small bag, less than the size of her young fist, he cherished and poured out a few broken silver the size of soybeans from it, held it to the man in the green robe, and whispered: "Engong, I will use the money you gave to ask the villagers to finish my father's funeral, and there are still these left." ”

The green-robed man took the broken silver, patted him on the head, and said, "I said that this silver was to buy you as a person, and remember to call me master in the future." ”

The little beggar's hair was yellow, and there was a lot of dirt, and the green-robed man didn't care about it.

With tears in his eyes, the beggar boy said, "Yes, master." ”

The green-robed man said gently: "You haven't eaten yet, just eat here first, and let's leave after eating." ”

The little beggar glanced at Shen Lian curiously, and said in his heart that this little Langjun is so handsome, just like a little fairy.

But he didn't dare to say much, looking at the table full of wine and food, swallowing saliva, not knowing where to enter.

The man in the green robe didn't have time to care about what the little beggar wanted to eat, because another person appeared at the door.

The sun that was gradually in the sky, and the scattered sunlight could still drag out a slightly longer shadow, which showed the size of the person. Shadows crept in, followed by heavy, slow footsteps.

It was as if a big drum was beating a drum, and it hit everyone in the hall hard.

Plop! Plop! Plop!

The diners in the hall regretted why they had come here to eat and stay.

The person who came untied a long knife from the cloth bag behind his back, and the golden light shimmered, dragging it on the ground of the bluestone material, splashing sparks.

Five steps away from the green-robed man, the visitor paused.

The green-robed man said slowly: "I gave the Qingzhu Gang three days, and then I found your Golden Sword King to send him to death, so I can't help but look down on me too much." ”

There are some people on the rivers and lakes who have outstanding characteristics, and many people are called by nicknames.

This tall man with a long knife was called the 'King of the Golden Sword'.

It is rumored that he was born with divine power, but he also had a pair of dexterous hands, and once carved splendid mountains and rivers with the long knife in his hand on a piece of tofu.

Live up to its name of 'Golden Sword King'.

"'God Destroying Sword' I have long heard of your name, for a sword scripture, even your teacher was killed, it is said that your senior brother Ling Chongxiao once chased and killed you for five years, forcing you to flee into the desert north of thousands of miles of yellow sand, how dare you come back now. The Golden Sword King shrugged his eyebrows and sneered.

"I'm going to kill him as well. As he spoke, he raised his head and looked at somewhere on the roof.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to wait for that time. The patio burst open, and the tiles shattered, revealing a short, thin old man with a pair of silver hooks in his hands.

He landed on his feet so lightly that it was like a feather floating down.

The little beggar was a little surprised by this scene, and the green-robed man patted him on the shoulder and said, "Eat your meal." ”

Shen Lian faced this scene calmly, whether it was the Golden Sword King, the short and thin old man, or the green-robed man, they were far from ordinary people, and they had the same dangerous aura.

All have extraordinary powers.

Instead of being afraid, he was glad.

This is really not an ordinary world, there are not only exercises for cultivating the soul, but also methods for stimulating the strength of the flesh ~ body.

Look at the tone of their speech, as well as the 'Sword Sutra' just mentioned, their behavior is similar to the Jianghu people in the martial arts novels I have seen before.

As soon as the little beggar was told by the green-robed man, he began to eat vegetables, and he didn't know whether he was born with thick nerves or was extremely hungry, but this kid could really eat.

Shen Lian thought to himself that this kid could not only eat, but also be lucky, to say that the man in the green robe was already a master, it would be very good to him.

In previous martial arts novels, it is the protagonist template.

Although Shen Lian thought so, neither the Golden Sword King nor the short and thin old man took him seriously.

Although they are extremely confident, no matter who they have to fight to know the superiority, it also depends on who is on the other side.

Shen Lian didn't show any threat to them regardless of his age or spirit, only the blue-robed man had a little bit of thought on Shen Lian.

But most of the attention was still on the Golden Sword King and the short and thin old man.

Neither of them is a wasted person.

Even if he is conceited, he will not be careless.

The man in the green robe sits, although he seems to be passive, but in fact, he brakes quietly, but he is extremely deep in kung fu and extremely courageous, so he does not dare to do so.

It is precisely because of this that the Golden Sword King did not come out with a killer.

This person is ruthless, his martial arts are high, and he is really tricky, if it weren't for the fact that he took that thing from the Qingzhu Gang for him, he wouldn't have been able to make a move.

The Green Bamboo Gang thought that with all that money and friendship, they could make him take such a risk, which was simply funny. 'The Golden Sword King is already forty years old, long past the time when he pursued Hongchen wealth, what really attracts him is a higher realm and a longer lifespan.

ps Thanks to Cangwu real people and comic ruins for the tip