The night is deep.
Under the moonlight, a shadowy person came from the south. He was a young man wearing a bamboo hat. He only had one left arm, and the sleeve of his right arm was empty. He carried a long sword behind his back, and the scabbard glowed with antique flavor in the moonlight.
Qi Yun, holding a piece of grass in his mouth, he wandered to the gate of the town.
"stop!"
Two Tianchi Army infantrymen raised their hands to stop him: "Who is it?"
"Gentle."
He flipped his hair and showed a smile that he thought was handsome: "Meek, courteous, thrifty and gentle."
"What are you doing in this town?"
"fight."
Wen Liang narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Fight with the demon clan!"
The two infantrymen hurriedly checked the list of expected arrivals in the next few days.
As a result, I saw this name in the first line, and immediately looked respectful. One of them clasped his fists and said: "It turns out that Wen Jianxian has arrived. Please come inside. We have reserved a room for Jianxian in our inn. When you get to the small town inn, tell your name."
That’s it.”
"snort!"
Wen Liang grinned: "It's better to be famous than to meet me? Is my gentle appearance so incompatible with my handsomeness?"
The two infantrymen had black lines on their faces and clasped their fists together: "Naughty and unrestrained, the Sword Immortal is chic, the Sword Immortal is romantic, the Sword Immortal is invincible..."
"That's pretty much it."
Wen Liang wandered into the town, looking around as if he were a thief, checking to see whose cucumbers were growing very well in the vegetable garden, and to see which house had the little widow's clothes collected in front of her door. She was extremely concerned about the welfare of the people in the town.
Customs, customs and living conditions, until he came to the back street and immediately saw Gu Zixi drinking and eating hot pot on the second floor of Baiweixuan.
"Oh, there's food to eat!"
Wen Liang stepped into the air with an arrow, and a wisp of sword energy appeared under his feet, sending him straight up and falling into the chair opposite Gu Zixi.
"ah!?"
Just now, Gu Zixi was still thinking about the appearance of his sweetheart sitting in the chair, but in the blink of an eye, he turned into a slovenly man with one arm and a sword on his back. He was so angry that he raised his hand and slapped her away!
"Etc., etc!"
The other party hurriedly shouted: "It's your senior brother Wenliang, it's your senior brother Wenliang!"
"ha?"
Gu Zixi took a closer look, and sure enough, this man had some of the charm of his former senior brother Wen Liang, so he frowned: "Wen Liang, haven't you already left the school? Who do you think I am? Besides, where is your...this arm?"
"
"Oh, it's a long story!"
Wen Liang looked sad, raised his hand and shouted: "Waiter, serve the wine, serve the chopsticks! Why are you so blind!"
The boss Jia Zhong immediately served the wine with chopsticks obediently. There were too many big shots in the town these days, more than the total number he had seen in his life. The number of people who were ranked third or higher in the court alone was at least double digits. Now as long as he dares to step into the restaurant
There is no small person in the world, so Jia Zhong is even more cautious, fearing that if he offends any big boss, his life will be lost in a snap.
…
Wen Liang picked up a piece of hairy tripe that Gu Zixi had just rinsed with his chopsticks, and said: "A few years ago, when I was killing monsters in the snowy areas of the North, I bumped into a great Ascension Realm monster from the Thirteenth Realm. That was so fierce.
, when he made the move, he even triggered the weather of heaven and earth. It was so powerful. Fortunately, your senior brother Wen Liang is also a fierce man. When the big demon bit my arm, he directly summoned the flying sword for that guy.
A strong man loses his arm, so what if I give him another arm? I will still be gentle!"
Gu Zixi squinted his eyes: "Just brag, if you really encounter a thirteenth level demon, can you leave alive?"
"Isn't this giving him an arm?"
Wen Liang picked up the lettuce slices that Gu Zixi had been boiling for a long time with his chopsticks, put them in his mouth and melted them in one sip, and said with a smile: "The Thirteenth Realm Great Demon may think that senior brother's taste is good, and he wants to put incense with me and say goodbye, but
After being sternly rejected by your gentle brother, you slashed his forehead with a sword and then left with your sword. You said it was fierce or not, you beat the big demon of the thirteenth realm in the twelve realms, and you even chopped his head with a sword!
"
"Just blow it..."
Gu Zixi smiled and said: "Come this time... among the five of us?"
"Um."
Wen Liang smiled: "What about you? Sent by the Academy?"
"Not really."
Gu Zixi took a sip of wine and said, "I was lucky enough to win the martial arts competition between my fellow disciples from the twelve realms in the academy."
Wen Liang frowned: "Eldest Brother is only one step away from the Thirteenth Realm, right? He won't be able to defeat you? I think...it's just that the old masters in the academy cherish their talents and don't want Eldest Brother to die. On the contrary,
You, Gu Zixi, will never forget her in this life. If you can't get rid of the demons in your heart, you will naturally never think about the Thirteenth Realm for the rest of your life. In addition, the school palace really needs to send someone from the Twelfth Realm with some strength. If not you, Gu Zixi, who will they send?
"
Gu Zixi frowned: "Drink or not, or get out of here!"
"Drink, drink."
He drank a glass of wine gently and said with a smile: "Have a good time!"
"And you?"
Gu Zixi said: "After Senior Brother Wen Liang left the school, he became a swordsman traveling around the world. You don't even want to take care of the affairs of the academy, and you don't want to pick up the important posts given by your teacher. With such a lazy temperament, you
What are you doing in the snowy Tianchi? Are you going to die?"
"uncertain."
Wen Liang wiped the grease from his mouth and said with a smile: "After I left the master's school, although I was a swordsman on the mountain and chopped off the heads of countless bad guys with a sword, I still felt... I felt empty in my heart and in my ears.
Without the laughter of my brothers and the nagging of my husband, I feel like a lonely ghost. So... after the Great Shang Dynasty issued a letter on the mountain, I volunteered. That Marquis Wen can be regarded as a wise man.
Zhu, he took a fancy to me, the Sword Immortal Wen Liang, at a glance and named me."
"Then it's better to die!" Gu Zixi said.
Wen Liang slapped the table: "Fuck you! What does it mean to die? If I, Wen Liang, win, I will be the great sword fairy Wen Liang who kills monsters for the world. If I lose, I will die for the world with the great sword."
Immortal Wenliang!”
"snort!"
Gu Zixi grinned: "You are not even in the Thirteenth Realm, but you still have the nerve to add the word 'big' in front of Sword Immortal?"
Wen Liang chuckled: "I want you to take care of it, no matter how big or small!"
"..."
Wen Liang has always regarded himself as his senior brother, so Gu Zixi's heart is like a mirror. Perhaps after so many years of traveling abroad, the one-armed swordsman is really tired, so Gu Zixi said softly: "Senior brother, in this battle, if you
I am still alive. You can follow me back to the academy. Kowtow in front of the teacher and admit your mistake. The teacher will definitely not blame you. After all, after all these years... whenever the teacher mentions you, he will always say that among so many disciples,
Shu Wenliang is the most knowledgeable in the art of swordsmanship, and he is also the fiercest in fights among his fellow disciples. After so many years, we have not been able to take the lead in fights without you, and everyone is not used to it."
Wen Liang wiped his mouth and said with a smile: "Besides, if you and I are alive, I will go back and kowtow to the husband to admit my mistake. If I die, you will go back with my body to admit my mistake. If there are no bones left, you will
Take my sword back and admit it to the gentleman. The gentleman recognizes my Qinglu sword."
"That's not necessarily the case."
Gu Zixi smiled and said: "If my senior brother is not dead, but I, Gu Zixi, am killed in the battle, please take my bones back and bury them in the bamboo forest behind the academy. There is a breeze and the sound of reading there. I would like to stand there forever.
Look at everyone."
"Bah, crow's mouth!"
Wen Liang smiled and said: "What if we both die in the battle?"
"Hahahaha~~~"
The two raised their glasses together, touched the hot pot lightly, and said in unison: "Go to hell, then we have to ask Mr. Sir to collect the corpses for us!"
…
A few days later.
In the early morning, a man stepped into the town. He was a young man of about twenty-five years old. He was dressed in white. He was quite young and handsome. He was obviously a swordsman, but he did not fly into the snowy Tianchi with his sword. Instead, he walked step by step from
Shannan climbed up the stairs and saluted the soldiers coming and going one by one. When he reached the mountainside, he even bent down to salute Su Shanjun in the Shanjun Temple.
"Emma..."
Su Shanjun couldn't sit still: "You are almost a swordsman in the thirteenth realm, how can you still know etiquette so well?"
He hurriedly walked out of the temple and saluted the young swordsman from a distance.
…
After the young swordsman entered the town, he was still harmless to humans and animals, attracting a group of big girls in the town to watch. They all laughed and said that it had been a long time since they had seen such a handsome young man in the town. This made the young swordsman blush.
He turned red and ran all the way with his sword in hand. He almost bumped into a farmer carrying manure to water the fields, and apologized to him repeatedly.
"well……"
A pair of senior brothers sitting on the branches were silent. Wen Liang held a piece of grass in his mouth and smiled down: "Yan Beichen, tell me, you are the youngest swordsman in the world, and the most talented swordsman in the world.
One person controls half of the fortune of swordsmanship in the south. He has great flying sword magical powers and a stable sword center. He is good at everything. He is so ignorant of etiquette that he makes us all look like big bosses. What do you want?
Isn’t it enough that half the girls in the world like you? Do you want them all?"
Yan Beichen turned around, couldn't help but laugh, and immediately saluted to the tree, saying: "It's Gu Zixi and Wen Liang, Yan Beichen is so polite!"
"Polite ass!"
Wen Liang grinned: "If you are really polite, treat us to a drink!"
Yan Beichen was stunned: "Drinking early in the morning? I have to go to the military camp to meet Chen Wanli, Chu Huaixi, Shao Shiyu, Lu Fengxian and other adults. Let's talk after we meet?"
"Talk nonsense!"
Wen Liang said: "Your brother Wen Liang asked for a drink, and you refused. Then where do I put my gentle face? Do you think you understand etiquette?"
"That makes sense..."
Yan Beichen handed over his hand again: "Let's go, I'll treat you two to a drink, and take care of it until you're drunk!"
…
In the distance, the Tianchi Army Marshal's Mansion is on the big banyan tree.
Chu Huaixi and Huang Tingyu were sitting on the tree in the snowy Tianchi. Looking at the three people drinking together in the distance, Chu Huaixi showed a smile: "Yan Beichen, Wen Liang, and Gu Zixi are all the best in the world!"
"yes!"
Huang Tingyu said: "Young Twelve Level swordsmen, especially Wen Liang and Yan Beichen, are too difficult to practice. These two boys... are really good. It would be a pity to die."
Chu Huaixi frowned: "Five games, I hope we win them all, otherwise it will be a pity for everyone to die."
This chapter has been completed!