Huang Jiao and Huang Jiao were still confused.

It’s not their fault. They just came out of the alley and encountered such an impactful scene. It was good that the two of them were not frightened on the spot.

Hua Rongyue also found out that she bumped into an acquaintance, but she didn't think there was anything wrong in what she did in front of the acquaintance.

She is carrying the hope of their entire village. Besides, what happened to the hero? Can the hero sleep in the open air? Doesn’t the hero also have to spend money to eat?

There, my jaw almost dropped. I looked at the small purse that Hua Rongyue had specially put aside and the tightly tightened trouser legs. What the hell, what the hell, what the hell was playing in a loop in my mind...

Huang Jiao is much better. When she and Hua Rongyue met before, every time Hua Rongyue appeared in front of her in the image of Hua Biaoshi. What she was thinking about was what happened to Hua Rongyue.

Well, are you temporarily out of money?

Hua Rongyue glanced at the person opposite. The person seemed to have finally realized that he was facing a rural knight-errant. He adjusted his mentality for a while, and then as expected, he let go of the taunting, "Haha

Haha! Look at what you look like! You are the only one worthy of being a hero!"

He bypassed those who were twitching because of his words, came directly to Hua Rongyue, and drew his sword.

Perhaps it was because Hua Rongyue was so ineffective like this, so he didn't even defend himself, he just said to Hua Rongyue carelessly, "Come on! Let me see how someone like you can survive."

What kind of sword skills can you use?"

Hua Rongyue picked up the sword and blocked an attack from the opponent as soon as he raised his hand.

...No, this is not so much an attack as...harassment?

Because Hua Rongyue struck too quickly and did not use any sword moves, the whole scene looked ordinary to outsiders, indescribably unpretentious...

This feeling is probably the same as two simple old farmers fighting each other in the countryside. One of them used a blind move to chop, and then the person opposite him used a blind move to catch. Unfortunately, one missed the hit, and the other luckily did not get hit.

Then the two people began to talk to each other without any technical content...

The onlookers felt that the background of this "battle" should not be here, but under a tree in a certain village, which made the atmosphere stagnant for a second.

"Huh!?" The person opposite was angry.

He might not be angry that Hua Rongyue could actually catch his attack, but he might be angry that Hua Rongyue actually lowered his strength.

I thought he could also fight with others, back and forth, sparks flying, and suddenly he was stuck here. What does this mean?

After Hua Rongyue caught the sword, she still said something long-winded, "Actually, I don't often use swords. I'm used to using knives..."

Sister Zhen was completely discouraged. She didn't even want to complain about Hua Rongyue. At this time, she suddenly said something about what she meant by using a sword. This sentence simply lowered all the standards. You, a person who participated in the famous sword competition, said this to others here.

You use a knife instead of a sword?

I wiped my face from top to bottom on the side.

"Huh? Is Hua Biaotou so bad at martial arts?" Huang Jiao asked in disbelief.

"Probably...not really." But he could tell a little bit about it. It seemed that Hua Rongyue's hand speed was too fast and he went straight, without giving the other party any chance to play tricks. However, it did look like a strong country brawl.

atmosphere.

Jianghu heroes are all good at speculation, whether unconsciously or consciously. They all pay attention to their style. Outsiders don't know it, but they know it privately. Sometimes both parties have clearly distinguished themselves, but they don't know it in front of others.

It needs to be given a proper step down.

Everyone is hanging out in the arena, who doesn't pay attention to being as cool as the wind?

Seeing that Hua Rongyue had escaped, the man quickly changed his posture, and came up and struck Hua Rongyue with a sword again. This sword was aimed at Youlong Chuhai, and the sword was slanted and aimed at Hua Rongyue.

Yue's heart was pierced.

Seeing that Hua Rongyue was about to be stabbed to the core, her soul returned to the west, and her life was ruined. She screamed and reported to the Palace of Hell, and cried out to Meng Po for the soup, and then Hua Rongyue stretched out her hand...and it happened again.

He blocked the sword without incident.

Not only did she block it, she reached out and grabbed the sword, then held it in front of her eyes and looked at it carefully.

——The way she grabbed the sword was also very strange. She just stretched out her hand and took it. It was as simple as picking up clothes while you were sleepy during the day.

"What on earth are they two doing?" Someone beside him suddenly asked this question silently.

"Are you looking at the sword?" Huang Jiao explained plausibly from the side, "It seems that the man is showing Brother Hua how his sword is. Oh, it scared me. When I first came here, I thought they were

It’s time to compete.”

The mouth opens and closes.

He wanted to say that what he just said was just a complaint, not a question. According to his observation, the two people should, maybe, probably, really seemed to be competing with swords.

But when he thought that it would be better to let Huang Jiao misunderstand like this, he accidentally shut up.

This made him a little panicked.

Hua Rongyue looked at the sword and showed a simple smile like an "honest person".

The man opposite her said, "This sword of yours... although it looks quite practical, in fact it may not be as good in hand as the one I have. The materials of these two swords are different. I'll knock it and you can listen to the response...

…”

As he spoke, Hua Rongyue raised his middle finger and tapped it with his knuckles, and the sword of the man opposite him made a noisy echo.

She knocked on her own again, and this time her voice was clear and translucent, and her expression was extremely sincere and she said: "This is my sword. It may not look very good, but it is useful..."

"Look! Let me just say they are looking at swords!" Huang Jiao looked convinced.

Looking at Hua Rongyue in the distance, he suddenly began to have huge and indelible doubts about certain things that he had always believed in. The shadow of this doubt lingered in his heart...

Don't get me wrong, he didn't doubt his common sense, nor did he think about whether there was any difference in the definition of the "competition" event. He just suddenly remembered what Lu Liusheng had just said to him, and thought to himself:

The boy's intuition has always been terrifyingly accurate.

Could it be that there was something wrong with his guess? Hua Rongyue was not the man in the black hat at all, not even Yi Linglong...

For the first time, he stood there stiffly, his mind racing rapidly. But at this moment, the man whose sword had been snatched away couldn't stand it any longer, and shouted to Hua Rongyue,

"Country man, you, you are shameless!"

The real sister feels like she has been hit hard.

She read stories about Jianghu in the storybook, and the heroes in them were called either "Desert Swordsman" or "Romantic Young Master".

Then today someone called the hero she had "cultivated" a "village man."

This blow may be too big for Sister Zhen, so that she can't get up again.

"Sister Zhen, what's wrong? Your stomach hurts?" Hua Rongyue looked at Sister Zhen standing alone in the corner and asked "concernedly".

"No, I'm just... just a little tired." Sister Zhen said, holding on to the wall, "I may need to be quiet... for a while..."

"The trauma in my heart is really... too great." Those who had been watching around said the same thing. Huang Jiao still didn't understand the situation at all and was still immersed in some misunderstanding.

The man ran away after suffering a huge blow. Of course, he couldn't run away. He didn't even have his sword.

Hua Rongyue let out a long sigh and said happily to Sister Zhen: "It's solved! Be happy, Sister Zhen, do you want to take a look at this sword?"

"No...I don't think it's really needed anymore."

"Come on, it's really easy to use. I've never used a sword that's so easy to use." Hua Rongyue opened her eyes and said nonsensically, "Good swords are really different, even when you hold them in your hand.

.”

"I..." Sister Zhen seemed to want to say something to Hua Rongyue, but looking at Hua Rongyue's "simple" face and the "honest" smile on her face that seemed to know nothing about this world, she finally held it back.

He took the sword humbly.

The moment she took the sword, Hua Rongyue was like a simple young man in the village watching a wedding, and gave the real sister warm applause. The applause lasted forever...

"Let's go." He decided to leave here first. He didn't want to fight against his brain. He planned to go back and have a good sleep, and then talk about the man in the black hat and Yi Linglong. He didn't want to care about it anymore.

Let him go.

However, just when he was about to leave, the person who had just left actually turned back.

But at this moment, everyone present had their own thoughts, and probably no one noticed this person who left and then returned...

"We must start from our own reality. Nothing can be gained by fighting him. If the clothes are damaged, they have to be sewn, and the sewn clothes will not look as good as before. Wearing patched clothes is so shabby..." Hua Rongyue is still there...

He taught the real sister earnestly.

Sister Zhen was helpless. She felt that it might have been a mistake to accidentally recruit a "villager" to be the hero, because the hardware of this thing was not matching at all, but now that the matter was over, she could only nod and say yes.

However, just when Sister Zhen answered Hua Rongyue perfunctorily, Hua Rongyue turned her head and looked behind her as if aware.

Suddenly, most of that "honest" and "simple" expression disappeared from her body.

After these things disappeared from that gentle face, they were replaced by an indescribable coldness.

"Hua Biaotou... understands swords so well. If so, then he should also understand knives?" Huang Jiao was standing alone in the corner thinking, but suddenly she found someone approaching her, and she turned her head strangely, "

Huh? What do you want to do?"

She saw the man who had just returned standing in front of her.

The man was holding a sword in his hand. The sword looked very strange. It had blood grooves and saw teeth. It looked like a wild beast with a green face and fangs.

His expression was extremely distorted, and it was only then that Huang Jiao realized something was wrong.

"well?"

When the man swung his sword down, Huang Jiao had no place to hide because she was still in the corner.

But she still had time to be frightened, so she only had time to scream.

At this moment, she suddenly felt someone pulling her from above.
Chapter completed!