The dust is flying in the morning light.

For a moment, as the man finished speaking, the inn could hear the sound of cooking in the kitchen quietly.

Lu Liangsheng put down the water bowl, turned his face slightly, looked at the man over there, spread his sleeves and arched his hands.

"Haha... Then Lu thanked this brother for drinking."

“Meet in a country shop….”

The man also raised his hand: "......It's fate, Yang Su in Chang'an."

"Lu Liangsheng, Qixia Mountain."

In the hall, Li Sui'an looked at the middle-aged man with a sword in his arms, and then looked at the scholar sitting firmly. He could vaguely feel the atmosphere was strange. Looking at the appearance, anyone who called Yang Su felt very angry.

‘This person is afraid that this person is coming to find Mr.... he is not a good person at first glance.’

When several thoughts flew in his little head, Yang Su lowered her hand, her face was expressionless, and her fingers ran over her short beard.

"Little brother, go and serve the wine quickly."

Hearing this, the boy stopped thinking, a flattering smile appeared on his face, and he hurriedly bowed and nodded.

"Then the guest official is here to stay, so the younger one will go!"

Soon after, I went to the kitchen and brought out the dishes ordered by Mr. Lu and put them on the table one by one.

"Sir, your steamed scallion and sea bass, five liang of braised pork."

Immediately, he said to the middle-aged swordsman at another table: "This gentleman comes first, yours will come later."

"Um."

Yang Su just responded softly, and would not care too much about a country inn. However, she slept in the open for the past two days and searched for her overnight. She didn't have much oil and meat in her stomach. When she smelled the fragrance from the table, she couldn't help swallowing in her throat.

A slight slight sound of "gu" came out.

Lu Liangsheng grabbed a piece of meat and blew the hot air on it, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly. Hearing the slight sound, he looked at Yang Su and smiled:

"Brother, why not come to eat together at the same table?"

"Need not."

Yang Su turned her gaze away from the other party's chopsticks, sat upright, nodded and touched her short beard.

"...Looking at the gentleman's dress and accent, it should be a scholar in Nanchen? Why did he get to the north?"

At this time, Li Sui'an in the stove squeezed out the juice of several bean-shaped plants and dripped them into a plate of dishes while his aunt was busy making wine.

‘Hmph… I am indeed the master of being a hero.’

Outside, Lu Liangsheng put down his chopsticks and was also thinking about the man's words. This man should have been chased from Chang'an City and possessed the power of cultivation. It seems that he is really a member of the Fire Prayer Sect, or even a master.

"After the gentleman who was not allowed to say that he came to Northern Zhou, he would just travel around and relax, and he would kill the traitor..."

The scholar's eyes turned to the corners of his eyes, looked at Yang Su, and said the last sentence: "......... to eliminate evil."

While talking, the young man in the store brought the dishes and wine, and put them on the table while reporting the name of the dishes.

"Your wine, your friend."

While pouring wine, she was blocked by her hand. Yang Su looked at him and pointed to the next table.

"My no, pour wine for the gentleman over there."

Li Sui'an turned around, his lips silently stuttering: It's useless, your mother, just walked to Lu Liangsheng's table and poured a glass of wine.

"Sir, use it slowly."

I packed the tray and still stood there and didn't leave.

Lu Liangsheng seemed to know what he was thinking, smiled, picked up the wine glass and sniffed it.

"What else is there for little brother?"

The boy retreated with a smile and waved his hands repeatedly.

"It's okay, sir, eat slowly."

After saying that, he returned to the kitchen and put the tray on it, and went to the backyard to take care of the old donkey with great pride.

....

In the inn hall, Yang Su took a few sips of food and sipped the wine. She felt much more comfortable.

Then he continued Lu Liangsheng's previous sentence: "Behead the evil spirits and eliminate evil." He continued: "So, sir has a good cultivation level, and he is just a little bit of swordsmanship. You and I might as well discuss it."

Lu Liangsheng held up the cup and stopped beside his mouth and pecked it. With a smile, he felt the familiar spicy flowing through his throat. Since the other party said that, he just happened to sweep the tail away. Judging from the matters in Chang'an and He Liangzhou, the Fire Sect is not a good person, so let's all besides it.

The cup was gently put back on the table, and a ripples spread out in the cup. Lu Liangsheng took Yuelong, who was leaning against the corner of the table, got up and walked out the door, and the morning light shone on his smile.

"Okay, I have this meaning here, but there are many people in this village, so don't hurt the innocent."

From a distance, children were chasing and fighting, the old man greeted the neighbors with crutches, and the young and strong who went out to work carried a hoe. In the unaware vision, everyone walked out of the inn and jumped up onto the high branches. The branches bent and rebounded, and they flew outside the village.

"Hahaha...Mr. Lu is happy!"

Yang Su shook her wide sleeves and walked out of the door.

"Where are people? Where are people?"

In the inn, the woman walked out of the kitchen with a bowl of soup. When she saw the two empty tables, she screamed in anger:

"Eating for nothing will make you die!!"

On the way to the village connecting the fields, the wind roared, Lu Liangsheng and Yang Su jumped forward and ran wildly, stepping on the tree body, and the whole tree was shaking violently.

Falling leaves are flying.

The two people suddenly collided in mid-air, and they crackled and hit each other with bare hands.

Bang!

In the last sound, the moment the palms and palms hit each other, Lu Liangsheng went straight to the hillside, waved his green shirt, and his magic power pulled the inn backyard.

The old donkey was chewing and lifted it up, slowly grinding its long mouth, and shaking the bookshelf on its back, waving it straight, waving the toad Taoist from the inside, subconsciously lying down and hugging its head.

At this time, a series of magic swords were unsheathed and flew into the sky in Li Sui'an's sight.

"Immortal...Immortal Sword..."

The boy threw down the forage, pinched his face hard, looked at the long swords passing through the branches, ran down quickly, and chased after him, his feet were unsteadily and fell down, and he got up in a mess and climbed up a hillside.

Then the seven long swords in the sky descended in front, with a buzzing sound, floating on the left and right side of the scholar.

"This is..."

Hiding behind the small slope stone, looking at the scene, he immediately held his breath, tightened his fingers, grabbed a piece of grass and pulled out the soil.

"......This is a god."

The wind blew across the field, and the branches swayed out a few leaves and floated away in front of the scholar's feet. The air buzzed, and the cold light of several magic swords flowed.

Yang Su's eyes showed solemnity, and the sword body in his hand was shaking faintly in the other party's sword control technique.

"The sword-controlling technique? Canglan Mountain hasn't appeared for a long time... I didn't expect to see it here."

In the low murmur, the scholar opposite his vision, surrounded by a circle, the seven swords floating downwards suddenly stretched out across the sword tip and flew over together. Lu Liangsheng stepped on his feet and followed behind. Yuelong was unsheathed with a "clang" sound, pulling out the cold light.

The sword intent of all things is as angry as a lotus.

The art of controlling the sword drives the sword intent, and the sword intent accommodates the sword moves.

The seven long swords were driven by magic tricks, like lotus flowers blooming, and countless sword shadows bloomed one after another. The attached sword intent surging into substance, reflecting the morning sun, and the eyes were filled with silver light. The surrounding wind swept through, and the air seemed to be torn apart.

Wow—

Countless sword lights flashed by, Yang Su took advantage of the magic trick, and two fingers and one stroke of the sword body. The magic sword moved according to the technique, and one sword hit the "lotus".

The gentle and gentle sarcastic ding.

Then, the twilight and the twilight... were all fighting with tingling and metal. The magic sword in his hand swirled with the sword shadow, and countless Mars were constantly bounced out.

Lu Liangsheng paused and frowned slightly. The sword in his hand was too strong and his skills were old and his cultivation was above him.

When I thought about it, magic power appeared on my fingertips, and the word "sheng" fell heavily to the last horizontal line.

Waving the sleeve of the robe, one finger.

"open!"

The magic light of the rotating sword lotus was scattered and splashed and separated from all directions. In half a breath, the sword shadows in the sky, the sword light, and the magic light were like fish swimming in the water snatching food. In an instant, Yang Su slashed, picked, and stabbed...

"Wow….."

He lay on the fushapo, and the boy behind the stone opened his mouth wide and couldn't close it. He secretly peeked at some Green Forest people fighting, but there would be such amazing and mysterious scenes there.

The long sword flying all over the sky seemed even more magical.

....

Bang bang bang bang!

Bang bang...
To be continued...