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Chapter 163 Acquaintances

'I……'

Duan Mingyu, who was about to eat melons and watch the show, was shocked and stared at Zhong Shenxiu with a look of "How can you be so shameless".

Zhong Shenxiu was extremely thick-skinned and glared at him, meaning 'Are you not my defeated general?'

Duan Mingyu's mouthful of old blood was about to spurt out.

"Okay, one word is certain!"

Yu Xiaoshan agreed immediately.

Through the descriptions of the two followers, he had long known that Duan Mingyu was the boy who spoke nonsense outside the restaurant.

But the other party was from the Suyin Sword Sect, so he was destined to not seek revenge openly.

But in the competition, I had a little lesson, but there was no problem.

Since his debut, he has not defeated disciples from eight major forces, and they may not be very powerful.

As for the younger generation of the Suyin Sword Sect, except for the few Qin and Jian Shuang Jue, he is really not afraid of anyone!

Is it fake to be the strength of the No. 108th person on the other hand?

"I...ah, then I'll take action."

Duan Mingyu was depressed and had nowhere to say anything, so he could only stare at Yu Xiaoshan.

"Of course, you can just take action, I'll let you three..."

Yu Xiaoshan closed the folding fan. He practiced the Qianshan Swordsman's Qianshan Sword Technique, but in order to be elegant and elegant, he deliberately transformed the sword into the folding fan. Therefore, he did not wear a sword, but his strength was not damaged at all.

But suddenly, he felt a chill coming.

Zheng!

He seemed to hear a sound of the piano. The sound of the piano was only one, but it seemed to have a chill that would have been through the ages, which made his hand holding the folding fan slow down.

It was in this moment that a figure rushed out from Duan Mingyu's position, holding bamboo and wooden chopsticks in his hand, circled Yu Xiaoshan's neck, and then fell back to his seat.

This time the rabbit rose and fell, and it was extremely fast.

When everyone realized it, they saw Duan Mingyu holding a strand of hair on his chopsticks and asked with a smile: "How? Do you still need to continue?"

Yu Xiaoshan touched his neck and found that his back was covered in cold sweat.

What would happen if the other party didn’t take his hair but his neck with that sword just now?

"The Suyin Sword Sect's rambling sword technique is indeed well-known! I admit defeat..."

He looked as if dead, and he asked unwillingly: "Do you ask me about your name Gao?"

The crowd was silent and then thundered.

A swordsman slapped the table and overturned the wine and food on the table, but he still didn't realize it: "What did I see? Yu Xiaoshan's sword defeated the sword?"

"Is it necessary to change the human list again?"

A group of people looked at Duan Mingyu excitedly, with all kinds of envy and jealous expressions, and they wanted to replace him.

Duan Mingyu felt as disgusting as what he ate.

Could it be that he, a master of the 33rd person list, still has to grab a 108 position?

At this time, I was so eager to cover my face with my sleeves. After all, there were so many people watching him, and there were always acquaintances who would recognize him.

And at this time, he was so lucky that the more he was afraid of something, the more he would happen.

"Huh? This young man, I look familiar. Could it be Duan Mingyu?"

"Who is the best in both piano and sword on the human list?"

The restaurant suddenly caused a sensation.

He is an acquaintance!

‘Ahhhh!’ Duan Mingyu roared in her heart, but she could only make an embarrassing and polite smile on her face, and glared at the culprit next to her.

But I found that Zhong Shenxiu had disappeared at some point. There was only a line of words written in wine on the table, "I will see an old friend occasionally, and I will go back."

‘Don’t throw such a mess to me!’

Duan Mingyu looked at herself in despair and was flooded by a pile of people...

...

Zhong Shenxiu walked out of the restaurant.

He didn't lie, he really saw an "acquaintance"!

Or, an acquaintance who is not sure.

Since his time travel, he has known not many people, most of them are in the remote village of the small mountain city, with occasional exceptions, that is, the few people he met in the dilapidated temple.

Just now, in the restaurant, he felt a peeping gaze.

Then I saw a young man wearing black clothes and ordinary facial features.

Although Kong was unfamiliar with him, Zhong Shenxiu's feelings told him that he knew this person, and even directly thought of the stormy night, the Niu Shen Temple.

When the other party saw him looking over, he turned around and left the restaurant. Zhong Shenxiu naturally chose to leave Duan Mingyu and followed him all the way.

The two of them were in front and behind, and their pace suddenly became faster.

‘This person has good skills and some people have a strong position…haha…I’m even more sure.’

Zhong Shenxiu felt more and more confident. After the two of them walked into a dead end, the young man in black in front turned around and his voice was hoarse: "Why did Zunjia follow me?"

"Because I saw an old friend from Niu Shenjun Temple, I came to take a look..."

Zhong Shenxiu can't say explicitly that I am thinking about your treasure, so I want to try to grab it?

He doesn't have any magical powers to confuse his mind. Could it be that he would first turn Gu Qingying into the future and see if he is lucky. The other party just so stupidly brought the treasure with him?

"I don't know you!" The young man in black shook his head and denied: "I'm just an unknown young man in the world. How can I know the Five Elements Palm?"

The young man in black refused to admit it.

His appearance is completely different from Gu Qingying. His hands and arms were intact with gloves, and he did not have a sword. No matter how he looked, he was not the young swordsman with broken arms.

"Is that right? Gu's friend?" Zhong Shenxiu smiled and pointed out the truth.

No matter what, he felt that the person opposite was Gu Qingying!

The young man in black choked, suddenly turned around and continued to use his light skills to escape silently.

Zhong Shenxiu naturally followed closely behind. The two chased and fled, and in an instant they left the city and went to a wilderness.

Gu Qingying turned around and took off his right glove indifferently.

His arm suddenly burst into a strange metallic luster under the sun. It was actually a prosthetic limb, and it was extremely flexible, as easy to use as a real palm.

At this time, a blade stretched out from the palm of your hand.

‘I'll go…Isn't this the legendary Shin-Yi-speaking hand?’

Zhong Shenxiu rolled her eyes, complained inwardly, and then smiled and said, "Don't you want to pretend?"

"I almost died and survived several times before I found the murderous medical immortal, broke my arms for me, and then cut my bones hard and changed my face. How do you recognize me?"

Gu Qingying no longer hides and confesses her identity.

"It's just intuition." Zhong Shenxiu replied frankly.

In fact, although this body does not have the special nature of the main world herders, there are also some subtle sensing.

Gu Qingying can undergo plastic surgery and will never change her eyes, but her eyes are the window of the soul.

"Or... Brother Gu's eyes are so dazzling, they will be unforgettable to see you next time."
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