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Mu Wanqing finally walked into a shop, the weapons shop. There is only one weapon in this weapon shop: a sword!

When the shopkeeper saw Mu Wanqing coming in, his eyes lit up by her peerless light. When he saw the long sword in her hand, he quickly lowered his head and looked down at him and greeted him: "Sword Master, please take a look."

Mu Wanqing didn't answer, and casually browsed the dozens of long swords displayed in the store.

This world doesn't seem to be very particular about architecture, clothing, and food, but the dozens of swords displayed in this store are all fine items. Ou Chuyang followed Mu Wanqing carefully watching the exquisite swords, and couldn't help but reach out to try it out.

"Don't you want your hands?" Mu Wanqing said lightly: "Remember: No sword master is allowed to wear a sword, no hair and crown, no silk and satin."

Ou Chuyang shrank back like an electric shock, and he couldn't calm down his anger. He wanted to raise his arms and shout: "Sword Master, how about a slave! Everyone is equal in the world!"

Seeing Mu Wanqing's eyes stayed on a silver-shining sword for a moment, the shopkeeper immediately introduced enthusiastically: "Sword Master is good at seeing! This sword is called 'Mingshuang', which is the treasure of our store. It is a good treasure made by the best swordsman in this city, which is made of high-quality starlight silver and Tianyu steel. The sharpness of the gold-cut jade is extremely sharp..."

Before he could finish speaking, Mu Wanqing reached out to hold the Mingshuang sword and put a sword flower on her hand. She saw silver light shining like the bright moon, which was very beautiful.

Then Mu Wanqing drew out her long sword with one hand and one sword, and the two swords intersected and slashed. With a "clang!", the long sword that Mu Wanqing originally carried broke into two pieces, but Mingshuang was unscathed.

"It's true that a good sword!" Mu Wanqing couldn't help but exclaim.

Ou Chuyang whispered: No one is allowed to touch your sword, but he cut it off at will, and even praised others for their good swords. People in this world are really weird.

"This sword has been displayed in the shop for several years, and I have never met a wise master. Only the master of the sword master can reflect it with him." The shopkeeper struck while the iron was hot and said: "Originally, this sword was priced at 10,000 yuan, but now that I have met a wise master, the villain will bear the pain of giving up and only accepting you eight thousand crystals. What does the master of the sword wish?"

Before Mu Wanqing could answer, Ou Chuyang said first: "Your Mingshuang sword is indeed extraordinary, but it has damaged the sword master of my sword master. What should I do?"

"This..." The shopkeeper cursed in his heart: It was clearly because she wanted to use two swords to cut each other, but her sword was cut off, could she blame me? But in front of Mu Wanqing, he didn't dare to say it directly, so he had to knock down his teeth and swallow it in his stomach, smiled bitterly and said, "That villain will give another thousand discount, as compensation."

"Yes." Mu Wanqing gently tapped her head and turned around and went out.

"Master Sword...you..." The shopkeeper was anxious, he hadn't paid yet.

"What are you shouting? You can't do without you." Ou Chuyang shouted, "Tonight, when you arrive at Tianhe Inn, Lord Mu Haoran will naturally pay as much as possible."

After leaving the house, Ou Chuyang smiled mockingly: Did I get into the role of a dog slave so soon? However, although Mu Wanqing looks cold like ice, she is actually beautiful and kind-hearted, and can afford the four words "Iceberg Goddess". Just lick it and lick it. I am also a man, and I am a man with a head on the belt...

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In the evening, the shopkeeper who sold his swordsman came to ask for the account after a sword master wearing a purple robe.

"It turns out that Brother Haoran, the head of the Mu family, has been long-lasting and long-term." The master of the purple robe sword bowed.

"Master Songbai City is polite." Mu Haoran replied: "There are many disturbances when passing through the land, and I hope you can forgive me."

The two of them made some polite mistakes, and Ou Chuyang understood: the person who came was named Xu Songbai, and it was the lord of this city. The entire Songbai City was his property and was named after him. The shopkeeper did not dare to come to Mu Haoran alone to ask for the account, so he asked the lord to come forward.

It seems that no matter what kind of industry, you must have the support of the sword master behind it, otherwise it will be useless to kill it if you kill it, and it will be useless to steal it. This world is really a big deal...

"Seven thousand!" After seeing off the Lord of Songbai City, Mu Chenyu sat down with dissatisfaction, "This is our family..."

"Chenyu!" Mu Haoran interrupted Mu Chenyu, took a sip of tea, and then said, "It's rare that your sister likes something. If it's more expensive, it's not a big deal."

It seems that Qiqian is a considerable number, which makes Mu Chenyu feel very painful. Ou Chuyang silently observed all this and looked for his own way to make a living.

Mu Haoran booked three upper rooms, and the three of the Mu family lived in one. Ou Chuyang, like other lowly slaves, could only go to places like woodsheds and horse sheds for a night.

Ou Chuyang was lucky enough to grab a dry firewood pile in the woodshed. Although it was not smooth and a little uncomfortable, it was considered a top-notch bunk.

After several days of running around, Ou Chuyang was already exhausted. He rested his head on his backpack and fell asleep quickly.

Humans are indeed the most adaptable creatures.

"Get up!" Ou Chuyang was kicked and woke up in a panic.

Under the dim oil lamp, a shirtless strong man stared at him with a fierce look, "The little bastard is very timid and dares to steal my bed. Get out of here, otherwise I will put you in the pit."

Ou Chuyang had just traveled to this lawless dark world and was about to become a slave. He was full of resentment. In addition, he was sleeping soundly and was kicked to wake up by someone. He was even more angry. He immediately refuted without any weakness: "Do you say it is yours, it is yours? Did you write your name on it, or did you pay for it?"

"Boom!" The firewood started to make a fuss. The sluts retreated around and made room for fighting while talking:

"Where did the young boy come from? I really don't know how to live or die. Even Brother Kong dares to mess with him."

"He's so thin and tender flesh that's so thin that he's going to suffer a little tonight."

"I deserve it. Who told him to steal the second brother Kong's bed and dare to be stubborn?"

"Hey! The little bastard is impatient, right?" A bunch of people behind him cheered, and the strong man named Kong Er Ge reached out and grabbed Ou Chuyang's chest.

The grass-mud horse! I can't beat those who use swords now, and I'm afraid of you as a slave? Ou Chuyang is a civil and military genius. Not only is he good at running and football, but as a rich child, he has also practiced grappling and fighting since he was a child, and his combat effectiveness is comparable to that of an armed police officer.

At this moment, seeing the strong man reaching out to grab it with a blank door on his chest, Ou Chuyang kicked it hard without hesitation, and kicked the strong man with a "bang" and took a few steps back and knocked it to a pile of firewood.

"Wow! I really dare to do it."

"It looks like a tough guy."

"It was just a sneak attack while Brother Kong was unprepared. He was dead!"

"You're such a slap!" The strong man suffered a loss and was furious. Seeing a firewood-slicing axe in the woodshed, he grabbed it and slashed it at Ou Chuyang.

"Fuck! Even a slut wants my life!" Ou Chuyang was furious, and rolled away from the axe, then took out the Tai'a Can Sword from his backpack, jumped high, shouted loudly, and slashed it down suddenly.

The strong man waved his axe to block it. With a light sound, the axe was split into two, and Tai'a's sword blade rubbed against the strong man's forehead and slashed it straight down, cutting the strong man's nose and lips in half, and pulling a deep blood groove on his belly.

"Ah!" The strong man screamed and rushed out with blood all the way out.

"Get out!" Ou Chuyang cursed angrily, "I will spare you today!"

The woodshed suddenly became quiet, and a group of onlookers shrank into the corner of the wall, not daring to look directly at Ou Chuyang.

Ou Chuyang climbed onto the pile of firewood again and closed his eyes like nothing happened. But he couldn't calm down for a long time.

This **** world is also full of miserable people, and they have to hurt each other. When will this ghost day end?

The next morning, Mu Chenyu called Ou Chuyang before leaving the door, "You go with me today and help me bargain. The young master is in a good mood and you will benefit."
Chapter completed!