Chapter 9: Reading and Practicing Martial Arts Are Difficult (Part II)

The chariots and horses roared, and the knights were silent.

Evan was half-lying on the bench on the side of the carriage, his head resting on Koloai's thigh, but unfortunately Aven was still unconscious, and of course if Aven did this while he was awake, Koloai might have screwed his head off.

The old man of the housekeeper and Wai Mi Ye sat opposite, Koloai looked at Ai Wen in his arms, and then at his father who was frowning, and said worriedly: "Is the problem serious?"

"Well, the young master has been polishing his body all these years, which is just tinkering, but now it's okay, there is still a leak, but it shouldn't have been so early. The old man nodded and paused, "The main problem is still in the divine soul and Dao heart, just like an iron box filled with water, when the water continues to increase, it will squeeze the iron box and slowly expand until it breaks." ”

Koloai sighed, looking at Ai Wen, this nasty ghost is not at ease no matter how he practices a sword, "Then you have to continue to temper? Isn't it just to strengthen the iron box, can't you find a way to cure the root cause?"

The old man of the housekeeper looked helpless, "Over the years, you and Uncle Adonis have been trying to find a way, but heart disease still needs heart medicine, and the bell must be tied to the bell." ”

Koloai was a little anxious, "Then you can just find that person." ”

The old man didn't speak, but pointed to the sleeping young master, and couldn't help it.

Koloai is a little confused, how can there be people who make trouble for themselves, besides, practicing swords, practicing swords, practicing swords, how can there be so many things? I don't understand.

After a while, the old man in charge turned his head to look at the black dragon beside him, "Little doll, don't be in a hurry to plan the magic tower first, there is a new job." ”

Mourning Night's eyes are dangerous, even if she can't beat this old man, if she dares to cheat the great black dragon Mourning Night's money, she will run away. Glancing at the other side, Wai Mi Ye asked cautiously, "What new life?" ”

"No, you're going to make extra money. ”

"Oh, how do you say?"

"After the young master wakes up, he will practice boxing and sword practice every day, you come. ”

"Why? I'm not here to spar. ”

"Don't worry, every time you hit, you get a gold coin. ”

Mourning night's eyes instantly rounded, is there such a good thing?

Sure enough, the old butler continued, "Of course, I must be satisfied with that punch. ”

That's not easy, fight a fiery little guy, mourn the night full of confidence, you can fight no matter what.

When Koloe heard about a gold coin once, she thought about the poor money bag, and hurriedly said, "I can too." ”

The old man shook his head, "No, you can't do it." ”

Koloai was about to retort, but was stunned for a moment, "Does it hurt?"

"It's not just pain, he won't have any more problems for at least a year if he wants to fight this time, he has to be ruthless and heavy. ”

Mourning Miye understands that the feeling is that they can't do it, and this money is not earned in vain. Nodding, "Don't worry, it's on me." ”

The old man of the housekeeper saw that Koloai was suspicious, and explained: "I can't do it either, now I have just arrived at the Ask God Realm, it is not very stable, it is difficult to take a punch, and the inner and outer heaven and earth converge, which is easy to cause the soul to concuss." Feeding the fist by me will only make it worse. "As for why it's a year, a year later, Ai Wen is twenty, the great sage god said that the young master will have a catastrophe in the twentieth year, maybe there will be a turnaround at that time, if it doesn't work, the old man is ready to break the iron box, disperse the stagnant water in his body, and start all over again, the old man believes that the young master can hold on.

Although he already knew that this old man was asking the Great Grandmaster of the God Realm, but hearing it with his own ears, he was still quite shocked, as far as Mourning Miye knew, there were only a few old immortals in the entire Dark Peninsula who could match a Ask God Grandmaster, Zhuo Er was destined to have a gloomy future, and it would be safe to change jobs sooner. What Mourning Miye didn't know was that the old man in charge of the Divine Realm, the martial artists of the entire Atrium Continent were only the number of hands higher than this old man, and in a few years, maybe the highest peak would have to be moved.

Koloai didn't have too many ideas, and didn't speak as a matter of course, just as the people around her thought that her kendo path would take it for granted that she would reach the top, Koloai also always thought that her father was very powerful, and asked God, do you need to be surprised? For her father, isn't it just a matter of time?

The three of them had their own thoughts, and they no longer spoke.

When Aven woke up, he saw that he had returned to the stone castle bedroom, and the little maid Aish was busy cleaning the doors and windows, not tall enough, and the seven-year-old was too small among girls of the same age, stepping on the bench, struggling to wipe the shuttered glass.

Ai Wen has said many times that he asked Xiao Aishi not to stand so high to work, and to call other sisters to help, but every time he said this, Xiao Aishi burst into tears, feeling that the young master also disliked him, and over time, Ai Wen let him be free.

Little Ash was picked up by Evan who was out hunting in an autumn from a basket discarded on the side of the road, and when Evan picked it up, Little Ash was still grinning, not afraid at all. Ten-year-old Evan tore off the hem of his robe in disgust, changed the stinky diaper, and threw it to the old man of the housekeeper. Maybe it's because he knows that he has someone to raise, and he doesn't need to smile to please others, Xiao Aishi is infected with the problem of crying, as long as Koloai teases, his eyes will be wide open, and the water will be splashing, which makes Koloai feel guilty, but he can't help but reach out to tease.

Ai Wen nestled on the bed, sighed comfortably, a little hot, touched the back of his neck, this old man wants to rebel, he dares to beat me. This sound startled the little Aishi who was trying to wipe the glass, and the little Aishi looked back at the bed, "Young master, you are awake." As he spoke, he jumped down, and his eyelids jumped when he saw it, and the stool was as tall as hers. Little Ash ran over with the cloth he had just dusted and reached out to wipe the sweat from Aven's forehead.

The summer was scorching, nesting on the quilt, naturally sweating, Ai Wen hurriedly blocked the little maid's hand, Xiao Aishi was stunned for a moment, and then there were tears on it, Ai Wen had a headache, sighed, put down his hand, and closed his eyes. Neither Ash nor Koloe were worried, they felt the coolness on their heads, and they opened their eyelids, but they saw that little Ash was wiping his sleeves with a little difficulty, Evan was amused and held back, don't make him cry again, patted the top of the little girl's head, turned over and sat up.

Seeing this, Xiao Aishi hurriedly ran to the hanger to get his coat, but he stood still halfway through holding his clothes.

Evan scratched his head, "What's the matter, what's the fuss." ”

Xiao Aishi opened his mouth and said discontinuously, "Well, the housekeeper's grandfather asked me to tell the young master... Tell the young master when he wakes up, well, tell the young master...... By the way, let the young master finish eating, and then go to the martial arts hall in the afternoon to wait for the housekeeper grandfather. ”

Ai Wen was accustomed to it and nodded, "Then bring the martial arts training uniform." ”

Xiao Aishi took two steps back, then turned around again, "Won't the young master eat lunch first?"

"No, the young master is not hungry, go get it. ”

"Oh. ”

Ai Wen took the wide martial arts training uniform, tied his coat belt, sat at the long table, and looked out the window in a daze. The stone walls are green, the tower bell is ringing, and it is already three o'clock.

Tomorrow morning I will go to Fiona's side again, borrow the book, and read more when I have nothing to do, Ai Wen does not know that from today onwards, in the next month, a trip to the stone castle will become a luxury.

When I came to the martial arts hall, the old butler, Koloai, and Ai Miye were already sitting on both sides, meditating quietly. Seeing Ai Wen come in, the old man in charge nodded and asked Ai Wen to sit down first and concentrate on his mind. Without saying anything, Evan walked to the side and sat down five steps away from Mourning Night, the four of them facing each other in pairs.

After a while, the old man who was housekeeper opened his eyes and said, "Young Master, from today onwards, you will be your opponent from Mourning Night." ”

"But she ......"

"She only uses her fists, not martial arts or magic. You too. ”

"Okay, just box, box, start now?"

"Hmm. ”

The two got up, stood back and forth, and the old man added: "Young master, it may be heavier to fight in the night later, you have to endure it." ”

Evan disagreed, how much could it weigh. Mourning looked at the old man in charge of the house, blinked, and asked again if he wanted to put down such a heavy hand, and the old man nodded.

Ai Wen mourned each other and pulled away from the boxing fight, before Ai Wen could react, Ai Mi Ye smashed a punch, and when he reacted, the fist wind had arrived in front of him, Ai Wen hurriedly crossed his arms to cover his face, was hit by a punch, and took a few steps back to stabilize his body.

Evan shook his hand, good fellow, what a lot of strength. Mourning is still pressing the realm, this punch will also break the strength of the military realm, there is no external martial energy, if it is a demon realm, full firepower, this punch will be half dead if Ai Wen goes down.

Before he could continue to do it, he heard the old man shake his head and say, "No, little doll, just use all your strength and martial energy to converge, and there is no need to suppress the strength and speed." ”

Ai Mi Ye was a little hesitant, will he kill this new boss? Ai Wen calmed down, his family knows his own affairs, yesterday four sword competitions, almost went crazy, and now his body is full of loopholes, this fist has to be eaten if he doesn't eat, no need for the old man's voice, Ai Wen himself shouted: "Come on, Ai Mi Ye, your fist may not be able to move me." ”

Mourning squinted his eyes in the middle of the night, but still looked at the old man, the old man thought about it, and still said: "Fight, not enough, but you have to deduct money, don't worry, I'm here, I can't die." ”

When Mourning heard the deduction of money, he was instantly furious, his face was hideous, and he said with pity: "I can't move you, let me teach you how to respect your predecessors." "Just to repay your sword love.

As soon as the words fell, a punch had already reached Ai Wen's chest, and Ai Wen's body did not react at all, and he watched as Ai Mi Ye smashed into his chest with a punch, and the speed couldn't keep up at all. Evan flew straight out, hit the pillar and stopped, and fell to the ground. After a while, he held the column flow pattern with one hand, slowly stood up, and was just about to make a death mockery two soft sentences, when he spit out a mouthful of blood, his eyes were fierce, staring at the mourning night.

Koloai was a little worried, fidgeting, looking at the fierce Aven, looking at the indifferent father, before she could speak, she heard her father say: "Yes, that's it, it's decent." Then he turned his head to Koloai and whispered slightly, "The road is his own choice, only he can walk, since he has chosen the path of thorns, if you want to reach the top of the mountain, you have to live and die, besides, this is just the pain of flesh and skin, not hindering the avenue." ”

Ai Wen gritted his teeth to keep his legs from trembling, and when he heard the old man still talking about the wind and cold, he snorted and spit out a mouthful of blood, damn it, not only did his flesh hurt, his bones hurt. But it was before Wai Mi Ye put up a fist fight, although it was just a look, Wai Mi Ye still felt insulted, and his blood was surging, although such a hard air is indeed worthy of appreciation, but this is not the reason for you to invite a fight in front of me, why, my father's punch is really light and fluttering?

With a loud shout, he pulled his fist open, and the fist roared, unpleasant but heavy. Obviously there is no martial energy, but the wind around him is pressing, and he hammers at this little dawn who doesn't know the height of the sky.

Ai Wen tried his best to stabilize his body, gritted his teeth and held his fist, punching out, it was one thing to fight, it was one thing to punch or not, no matter how high you punched, you had to tear off a piece of meat.

Then Ai Wen was directly punched to the ground from top to bottom, no way, mourning is high in the night. Aven was lying on the ground, the wooden floor was cracked, and if it weren't for the incomparably hard bluestone bricks of Guannard underneath, Aven would have been smashed into it. Rao is like this, Ai Wen is also in severe pain all over his body now, feeling his flesh and bones trembling, uncontrollable, as if he is not his own.

Wai Mi Ye was a little weak-hearted, was it too heavy, glanced at the old man sitting on the other side, fortunately, there was no movement, took two steps back, looked at Ai Wen lying on the ground, continued to pull away his fists, and instinctively told Wai Mi Ye, don't look at lying on the ground and don't know if you live or die, so two punches still can't defeat this little rich man of dawn.

Sure enough, the man on the ground slowly began to move, trying to stand up, it looked a little funny, but Mourning Miye didn't feel that his two fists were resting on the body of a fire-blooded martial artist, so easily he could move.

Ai Wen held on desperately, not yet to the limit, slowly adjusted his limbs, moved his flesh and bones, and stood up inch by inch, like a dawn flower after a night of storm, the dawn came, slowly opened, looking bloody, extremely embarrassed, but extremely tenacious, towards the sun. I still want to be a thousand miles fast with a sword, where is this point? Panting, he stood up straight again, pulled his fist open, his form loose, and his breath did not fall.

Mourning took a deep breath at night, and for the first time started with the enemy mentality of a martial artist who broke the demon realm. Mourning Night has always looked down on those fellow clans who lie on top of the dragon clan's name, are free, and are waiting for death, they have almost forgotten that the reason why the dragon clan has today's transcendent status is because of the prestige of the bloody battles fought back then. After a long time of comfort, even the dragons and minions will rust.

Let you be a kid first, and then experience the power of the black dragon martial artist mourning the night, close his fist into his abdomen, one hand in front, half of his body bowed, the fist intent of the demon breaking martial artist surged, and the surrounding elements of heaven and earth began to be disordered and noisy. The demon breaker, the fist wind, like a god drum, shatters countless elements sorted in this small world, making the spellcaster like a fallen mortal, so it is called a demon breaker.

A punch collapsed, like thunder through the clouds, the punch was faster than a sound, and it was in front of Ai Wen in an instant, but Ai Wen bowed his head and stepped forward half a breath as if he had known it a long time ago, twisting his body and punching, like a sword, and the last came first. The inevitable punch hit Aven's head half a fist, and it was a miss, and Aven, who seemed to be half-dead, hit the chest with a punch, although it was weak and threatening. But just now, it was Evan who won.

A smile flashed in the housekeeper's old man's eyes, thinking of the young master who had just started to practice martial arts and swords, three years and three realms, rare in the world, even if it was Koloai, it couldn't compare to the high-spirited young man. Although, later the realm stopped, but the artistic conception is more and more profound, raising the sword for a long time, perhaps related to being trapped in the sword for seven years, that artistic conception is quite unruly, like a young rebellious, fearless and fearless.

Therefore, under the fist power of the little dragon doll, he can also break the opponent's fist intent, hit a punch sword, and gain the upper hand, which is quite difficult. But the young master has also reached the limit, this punch is going to make him uncomfortable, it's a coincidence, why hit the chest.

Mourning Miye's face turned red, there was annoyance, unwillingness, shyness, and unhappiness, and she couldn't understand for a while, how could a half-dead person break his fist?

Ai Wen pressed his fist as if he was dead at this time, in fact, Ai Wen's body could no longer hold on, and the punch just now exhausted the last bit of physical strength, and now he is holding on and not falling, and his feet are a little weak. But when I saw it on the night of mourning, it was naked teasing, what is annoyance and anger, and then Wai Miye let Evan know.

Mourning Miye hit the chin with a hook punch, hit Ai Wen half on the ground, slammed his left hand, grabbed Ai Wen's neckline again, stopped his flying momentum, closed his fist with his right hand, and hit Ai Wen in the abdomen again, the momentum was strong and unreasonable, and the hit Ai Wen fainted directly.

The old man of the housekeeper waited for Mourning to punch two more times to confirm that Ai Wen had really fainted, and then he said loudly: "It's okay today, it's enough for the young master to stand it." ”

Mourning Night carried Ai Wen in one hand, stretched forward with one hand, palm facing up, and said sonorously, "Hmph, continue tomorrow." ”

The old man of the housekeeper took out a gold coin with the head of the Drow god Rose from his bosom and threw it to Wai Mi Ye, who hurriedly held it in his hand, which was golden and flattering. Squinted his good-looking fox eyes, smiled sweetly, and couldn't see the violent appearance just now, "Na, your young master." As he spoke, he handed out Aven, who was carrying it in his other hand.

Koloai held Ai Wen, her face was strange, how could it be like a pirate robber handing over money with one hand and handing over people with the other, why, if you don't give the gold coins, you won't hand over people?

The old man of the housekeeper smiled and said to Koloai: "I have asked Xiao Aishi to ask someone to prepare a medicinal bath, help the young master back, and soak him in the medicine barrel, otherwise this beating will be in vain, and the young master will not die." ”

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Little Ash saw that Koloai was a little angry, and Koloai quickly explained: "This time it wasn't me who hit it, it was the new tall drow elf who hit it." ”

Little Aishi frowned, her cute face was still cute and cute when she was serious, Koloai's eyes were red, she wanted to pinch it, and when she wanted to do it, she reached out and pinched both sides of Xiao Aishi's face, gestured, and pinched out a grin. Xiao Aishi patted Ke Luoai angrily, and his tone was aggravated, "Then why don't you help the young master, it's a shame that the young master usually protects you." ”

Koloai patted the little girl's head, made an old-fashioned appearance, and said seriously: "You are still young, you don't understand yet, this sister can't help, this is called the road, and you don't understand it." "A pair of sunny spring and white snow, the lonely look of the high and widowed masters.

Xiao Aishi is not stupid, he glanced at the eldest girl with disdain, didn't pay attention to Ke Luoai anymore, turned around and added some hot water to the medicine bucket, it was a long time, it was a little cold, and the young master frowned when he was half lying inside. The entire dawn collar knows that Koloai is timid, except for the second sister Aiwen, it is Xiao Aishi, and Xiao Aishi doesn't think that Koloai has any qualifications to lecture herself.

Ai Wen lay down until the sky was thick and the ink was thick before he opened his eyes, feeling that his whole body hurt like a pinprick in a needle, and his body and soul could not live in peace, as if he was rebelling, he did not listen to the call. Ai Wen exhaled and struggled for a long time, but he didn't make a splash, his limbs were sore and weak, he opened his mouth, and his voice was hoarse, "What about people?

Ai Wen scolded for having no conscience, so he snorted and moaned alone, it hurt. I can already have a premonition of the time to come, and it seems that I will sleep in this bucket for a month. Not to mention, this tall Zhuoer didn't see it before, but there was a lot of meat on his chest, no wonder he ate so much.

Just as Evan was thinking about it for relief, he heard the door open and the wood creaked in the antechamber outside, so he quickly shut up and swallowed back the moan.

Inside, Chloe could be heard yelling, completely oblivious to her image, "Little Aish, open the door, hot, hot, hot!" and then, with a trotting sound, the bedrooms were opened. First of all, the eyelids were greeted by a small little Aishi, whose face was slightly red and nervous, followed by Koloai, who carried an iron plate with a small stove on which fragrant red meat was roasted, and it was tempting. Isn't this little girl stupid, don't you know how to change the wooden plate? The stove is too hot, and the burning iron plate is hot, Koloai put the plate on the table in a panic, picked up her hands and blew, her fingers were red, and she didn't notice that Ai Wen had woken up for a while.

Little Ash didn't know where to get the wet cloth and threw it to Koloai, and Evan noticed that Little Ash was a little gloating, and some wondered if he was dazzled.

Kolo Aike didn't care about cleaning up the little girl, put a wet cloth on her fingers, and continued to blow on it, stupidly and stupidly, which caused Xiao Aishi to look at her with disdain, and now Ai Wen was sure that he was not dazzled, who taught the cute little Aishi badly, the family style is not right, and it needs to be rectified.

Just as he was about to criticize and rectify the object, Koloai, who didn't look like a lady, saw Koloai also turn her head and look at her. Koloai originally thought it was nothing, but when she saw Aiwen, she was inexplicably aggrieved.

With ice blue eyes open, looking at Ai Wen with watery eyes, Ai Wen's heart suddenly softened, and he was helpless, just like every time Koloai was in trouble before, he couldn't stand her looking at herself like this, and she was three points weaker than she was. Little Ash pouted on the side, hum, it's like this every time, and there's nothing new, and the timid and crying Koloai loves to cry more than me. But Xiao Aishi didn't have a position to say that Koloai, isn't it the same for the little girl herself? Every time she is criticized, she looks like a motherless child is going to be bullied. Sure enough, if the family style is not right, there must be a source.

Ai Wen pretended to have just woken up, turning a blind eye to this big and small talent performance, the long-term battle of wits and courage has made Ai Wen subconsciously choose to pretend to be stupid, the more you pay attention to her, the more troubled she is, anyway, he can't talk about these two living treasures.

After waiting for ten breaths, he said weakly: "What time is it?"

"Young master, it's nine o'clock in the evening, and this time you slept for another five hours. Little Aishi hurriedly replied.

Ai Wen was still wearing that set of martial arts training clothes, soaked in the potion, and after a long time, he was not very comfortable, "You two go out first, Ai Shi will bring a set of clothes." ”

Xiao Aishi stepped forward and took out a set of long clothes from the side, "It's been prepared for a long time, young master, well, give." ”

"That's amazing," Aven took his clothes and put them on the side of the bucket, "go out first, I'm going to change my clothes." ”

Koloe cut off, and glanced at Xiao Aishi, who felt that she was particularly smart and clever, "Why, Xiao Aishi is not leaving, is he going to serve and change clothes? As he spoke, he was still squeezing his eyebrows and gesturing his waist, and the little Aishi, who was not yet waist-high, felt humiliated, and looked at Ai Wen with tears in his eyes, and Ai Wen's head was so big that he had to shout, "Koloai!"

Koloe stuck out her tongue at little Aishi, turned around and jumped out, and tried to touch the top of the door frame, this round, Koloai won completely! Ai Wen felt that this was more tiring than being beaten to death by Mourning Night, and coaxed the little girl who secretly hurt herself for a while, so that she could make little Aishi laugh and coax her out, which was a lot cleaner.

The big and small girls didn't meet the question in advance, and Evan didn't say anything, whether she wanted to ask or not, she didn't want to say.

By the time the two of them came back in after playing, Evan had already dressed and sat at the desk in front of the window, spreading out a book and watching it silently. Mo Shangren is like jade, but he is disobedient.

Koloai was a little angry, walked over and snapped, closed the book, and the four words "Dialogue with God" jumped into writing, and Koloai suddenly stared at Aiwen with wide eyes. This time, even little Ash was on Koloai's side, her eyes widened, and she looked at Aven as she followed Koloai.

Ai Wen knew that he was wrong, and raised a finger, "Just watch for a while, idle is idle." ”

"If you are idle, then go and lie down, unstable, and read these books, and you know that they are all burned. ”

"Then the master will die of sadness. ”

"You...... The master has long regretted showing you these books, and you are the one who hurts his heart. ”

He wished someone would see it. ”

"Hehe, I'll show you, little Aishi, come and collect all these books in this room and move them to my room. ”

"Don't, Koloai, little Aishi, don't move, I don't look at it, don't look at it, you two don't turn it over. ”

Poor Ai Wen's whole body was sore, and even his breathing was a little hot, and he was powerless to stop the two iron-hearted women, who were heartbroken, their faces were dull, and they looked like they had been ruined.

In fact, Koloai didn't have to put it away, the old man housekeeper had already thought of it, and then from the next day to the end of the boxing practice, Ai Wen didn't have a chance to turn the book. Today is just an appetizer, and in the future, Mourning Night's fist is getting heavier and heavier day by day, and Aven is soaking in the medicine bucket for longer and longer, and he has no energy and time to read at all. Even, sometimes Evan will subconsciously moan in pain, which has never been done before, Evan has never liked to show weakness and pain in front of people, so useless and cowardly.

Therefore, when Koloai and little Ash first heard that Evan would moan after waking up, they both looked as usual, and kept silent and pretended not to hear, for fear that he would not make a sound again when he knew that they knew, but held on to it. It's just that after that, Xiao Aishi changed the potion more diligently and carefully, I was afraid that after a long time, the effect of the medicine was not good, and the young master would hurt a little more, and Koloai privately found the housekeeper and the old man a few times, for the first time in his life, he didn't want to listen to his father talk about those truths, but every time he was silent at the end, it was okay not to listen to the truth, but the road of life was there, and the truth was on the road, blocking a road, opening a road.

One day, Koloai found her father again, and the two stood side by side on the long wall of the stone castle. The long wall is mixed with blue and gray, facing the mountains, more than 10 meters high, and the moat specially dug through the bottom is endless, and it is difficult for people and horses to cross.

As the sun sets, the last rays of the sun shine on the mountains, and the tall cedar trees shade everything densely, as if trying to block the sun out of the mountains. The trees are of different colors and in groups, and in the twilight, the Guannard Mountains seem to be covered with makeup by the sun, one by one, and the ribbons surround the mountain, graceful and charming.

The old man of the housekeeper looked at his daughter in green armor, and then looked at the stunning scenery in the mountains every day, and sighed, "I see this, and the green mountains should be like this." "My daughter has really grown up.

The old man was waiting for his daughter to speak, and the father spoke first, and besides, the father couldn't open his mouth.

"Father, I'm going north. ”

"Hmm. ”

"You don't object?"

"Why opposition?"

"Hehe, I'll just say, how can a master like my father who is so powerful and reasonable disagree?"

"Then you still let the young master probe me here. ”

"Why, I don't have it, it's what he has to ask. ”

"Silly girl, it's going to be a long time. ”

"Well, I know. ”

"No regrets?"

"Huh?

"Nothing. ”

The old man of the housekeeper glanced at the long sword behind the girl again, when this sword was seized on the battlefield back then, the group of flame giants rushed over like madmen, with a fierce momentum, and it was estimated that there were hundreds of numbers, which was really frightening to death.

Behind the old man, the people saw an unforgettable scene, only to see a general with heavy armor and half-broken upper body facing the charge of more than 100 giant kings' guards, holding up the banner with one hand, laughing and shouting, "Come on, miscellaneous people, come and kill Lao Tzu." After shouting, he threw his helmet high backwards, held the sword in both hands, and held the sword flag with his back to the saint who had been erected, roared forward, the corpse mountain remnant flag, the wind was cold, and a person charged like a giant beast out of the gate, and there was also a tendency of ten thousand people, and he could move forward alone, and he could also block thousands of troops and horses.

In that great war, the giants left behind their princes, tens of thousands of corpses, and hundreds of years of accumulated courage, and they did not dare to peep across the sea for decades. The general, who rode a thousand horses, miraculously survived, sitting on the battlefield full of corpses, with everyone's, panting for breath, covered in blood, and no one dared to approach. For he had the head of the Giant Prince under his buttocks, and the Giant Prince, who had been so proud of Middle-earth, that I had it, could not say a word anymore, and that his saber was being played with by the man above him.

The sun was half setting in the mountains, the light was dim, the sword seemed to shake for a while, and the old man of the housekeeper was in a trance, came back to his senses, and was silent for a long time.

The girl is still thinking about what she has to regret, is her father still a little angry?

The old man patted the top of the girl's head, "This stupid sword, when the aura was dispersed, has been warmed by you for many years, and it can be regarded as a point or two of style at that time, when your sword heart is clear, it will be a good sword, a good sword should have a spirit, and a spirit should be like its sword." ”

After the swordsman breaks through the condensation pass, he will have the natal sword heart, which is the watershed of the martial arts swordsman, the sword heart has different powers, the killing power is amazing, and the chic is endless, but it often needs a good sword body as a carrier, it is for the natal flying sword, the sword is in the person, and the sword is broken.

When the old man of the housekeeper entered the Choice God Pass, he abandoned the sword and chose the road of martial arts, a pair of fists, nothing else, all his skills were in the flesh, and he was happy to fight. How is the supernatural power, how is the magic, your swordsman is a sword, and my martial artist is a punch.

The girl Bo was angry, damn Aven, "Father, her name is Thousand Hands, Thousand Hands. ”

The old man of the housekeeper hurriedly haha, "Yes, yes, look at me, I'm old and forgetful, haha." ”

Koloai didn't say anything more, anyway, it was written on Aven's head, patting the long sword behind her as a sign of comfort, somehow, Koloai could feel the joy and sorrow of the sword, it seemed that it was born like this, but she couldn't be sure of it herself. She only told two people, and her father said that she was sentimental, and crossed the sword heart with her own heart, so that she didn't think about it, and he was there in everything. Ai Wen said too much, she couldn't remember it clearly, but she still remembered Ai Wen's expression at that time, very serious, even a little uneasy, he told her not to tell others, except for him and his father, definitely, must not say it.

At this time, Ai Wen didn't know it, he didn't know that he had a black pot on his back, and he was honestly lying in the medicine barrel, half dead, better than dead.

Precocious wisdom is like Aiwen, trapped in the heart of the demon, and the sword cannot come out. Talent is like Koloai, who can be hovering on the edge of breaking the army, and it still needs to be accumulated. It is true that they are only nineteen or eighteen, and most people are only alchemizing and struggling at this age.

The alchemist, the martial energy in the body is like a fire, scorching the inner mansion, the real gold of the party.

But the drunkard sage walked all over the atrium, why he stopped alone in the remote place in the southwest, and it was ten years after a stop, and no one knew quietly. At that time, the reputation of the great sage was already in full swing, and wherever there was a word on the mainland, it was praised.

When in the dawn of the collar, the great sage has become the drunkard master in the eyes of Ai Wen, he once talked nonsense with Adonis after drinking, I am the four apprentices, the little ghost of Gardenia has the most thoughts, and he is an emperor material, and it is useless to learn swords, so I have the right to do it.

Your daughter, my eldest apprentice, Cassie, I am the most proud, I can learn everything quickly, I let her learn this little ability, but I don't learn the sword. Damn, I must have smashed that magic academy one day, what kind of magic did I learn, didn't my swordsmanship be chic?

His Excellency, who was also drunk, said loudly, proudly, and asked, What about my son?

The great sage is like a fox who steals fish, and a thief who laughs. Why do you think I'm here, is it really the snow in your house that tastes good?

As he spoke, he poured another sip of snow wine, which was really strong and delicious.

Adonis asked, "What if not?"

The great sage's cheeks were already drunk, his head was red, but his eyes were shining when he heard the words, he got up and danced drunk, raised his wine glass, and wanted to invite the bright moon to drink together, and sang loudly.

When he took off his shut, he went, and when the sun and the moon were born.

Adonis doesn't understand, the great sage is good at everything, but sometimes he likes to say things that people don't understand, but this is the sun and the moon, and it's not bad to think about it, haha twice, drunk in the past.

The great sage looked at the asleep Adonius with contempt, "The amount of wine is not good, what kind of duke, is it okay?" Pointing to the moon and shouting, seeing the sun, help me bring a sentence, you can do anything else, this wine can't be like this, not happy, not enjoyable.

I know that there are pearls in the sea, and I have seen the sun and the moon together.