Xu Huaishang didn't know what "that move" Feng Bujue was talking about, but she basically guessed that the other party was fooling around.
"Humph...really?" Xu Huaishang snorted coldly, "Then..." She pressed her hands down on the two swords at her waist, "...just let me see it."
Her thinking is also very clear, and she is definitely not a crazy opponent. If she continues to chat like this, the gap between the two people's fashion values will only get wider and wider. So... Xu Huaishang's plan is to, as soon as possible,
He quickly ended this shameful middle school conversation and quickly started fighting. If it couldn't be ended...then he could only draw a knife and fight.
"Hmm... quite smart..." Feng Bujue on the other side was also thinking to himself, "I know I can't defeat me with the fashion points, so I wanted to start the fight while the difference in values is not big..."
Feng Bujue's mind flashed, and he quickly came up with a countermeasure. He turned around slowly and stood proudly. Then he straightened his right arm and held the sword vertically in front of him: "Okay!" He shouted forcefully.
, "Looking at the entire world, you, Xu Huaishang, are the only one who dares to say this!"
"You've only been in this 'jianghu' for a few minutes...I've just entered this script..." Xu Huaishang could only read similar words silently in his heart, and he had to keep speaking while reading.
Cold and solemn in appearance...
Of course, Feng Bujue's words were not finished yet. In these few seconds, he had already made up a complete story about Goddess Xu in his mind, which included life experience, family background, school, sect, academic experience, emotional journey, and various aspects.
Such strange stories about traveling in the world... If nothing unexpected happens, Brother Jue is going to talk like this for half an hour.
But...an accident happened.
"Hahahaha...hahahahaha..." Suddenly, a burst of laughter came from the night sky.
Feng Bujue and Xu Huaishang were both slightly startled as they laughed together. They both thought the script was just a simple encounter on a narrow road, but they didn't expect... that there were actually other people here.
"Drink!" After a clear drink, a figure rushed up to the roof.
It was a man who came, a middle-aged man.
He was wearing a pale gray suit, with a curly beard and a very rugged face.
He held a knife tightly in his hand, indicating his identity...a swordsman.
After the man stood still, he said: "These words... are a bit too full!"
"Who's coming?" Feng Bujue was overjoyed and hurried to chat.
"Humph... what a crazy boy." The swordsman laughed, "You don't even know me, Liao Wu, the 'Saibei Hundred Jin Sword', but you dare to say something like 'taking a broad view of the world'?"
"Huh?" In order to maintain his aloof image, Feng Bujue took the opportunity to cast a look of contempt at the big man, "Is this strange? There are so many unknown people in the martial arts world. There are cats and dogs, four and five...
Do I have to recognize them all?”
"Huh?" Liao Wu immediately became angry and said with wide eyes, "What a young man! I don't know how high the world is, but he dares to hurt people with his words!" As he spoke, his left hand held the sheath and his right hand held the handle of the knife. "Let me teach your master a lesson.
lesson……"
"Wait a minute!" Suddenly, another woman's voice sounded, stopping Liao Wu's actions.
As soon as the words came, so did the people, and a light phantom floated down on the eaves.
This woman has a certain figure and a pretty face. She is about 25 or 26 years old. She is dressed in white and carries a long sword. She should be a female swordsman.
"Master Liao, please don't get angry." The woman said to Liao Wu, "Why do you have to fight over a junior's arrogant words?"
After Liao Wu saw the woman, he was silent for two seconds: "Oh...it turns out to be the 'White Plum Sword' Miao Nuxia."
"Don't take it seriously. Miao Ying has met Liao Wu." Although Miao Ying is much younger than Liao Wu, she does not call her a senior because in terms of seniority, she and Liao Wu should be the same generation.
Liao Wu snorted coldly, then turned to look at Feng Bujue: "Huh, boy, there is a Miao heroine interceding for you today, I will let you go."
"Ha...it's unnecessary." Brother Jue didn't appreciate it. He had better quarrel with these two people.
"You two." Xu Huaishang quickly said before the two NPCs got mad, "Today I and..." She hesitated for a moment, thinking about how to call Brother Jue, "...Brother Crazy and I are here.
The duel is really a personal grudge, can you two please stay out of it?"
"Ha! So it's really you who 'left the message'?" At this moment, a third voice sounded...
Xu Huaishang's head was getting big, and he thought to himself: "Inexplicable guys appear one after another... Should we fight now?"
Masters often fly over with Qinggong accompanied by the sound of their clothes fluttering, and this person here is no exception.
This man was dressed in black, with a red cloak over his shoulders, his hair neatly tied, and his face like a crown jewel. He didn't seem to be carrying a weapon, at least... it didn't look like he was carrying one.
"Tang Yun'er, why are you here too?" Liao Wu asked immediately.
"Ha! What's wrong? You can come, but I can't come?" Tang Yun'er replied, "Most people who heard 'that news' will be a little curious, right?"
"What's the news?" Xu Huaishang asked at this time.
"Of course..." Tang Yun'er was stunned when he finished speaking, because when he turned around and saw Xu Huaishang, his mind fell into a brief blank period. As he grew up, he also saw a lot of beautiful women.
But this was the first time he had seen such a stunning female knight-errant. In Tang Yun'er's impression, only his mother, "Yunwai Fairy Murong Ying", had such an alluring appearance.
"What is it?" Xu Huaishang asked again.
"Uh...yes..." Tang Yun'er had already forgotten the content of the previous question.
"Hahahaha..." Liao Wu burst out laughing again, "The boy who smells like milk can't even remember his last name when he sees a beautiful girl."
Tang Yun'er suddenly blushed. Being teased like this in front of a beautiful woman, he would naturally get angry: "Bah! Liao Wu, don't talk nonsense there, otherwise I...I will..."
"What? You want to teach me a lesson too?" Liao Wu put his hand on the knife again, "Hey, I have such a bad temper..."
At this moment, Feng Bujue was snickering secretly, while Xu Huaishang put his forehead on his head and shook his head. It seemed that... before they started fighting here, this group of NPCs who appeared out of nowhere were about to start fighting first.
"A month ago..." Suddenly, a fourth voice sounded, "Someone used his breathtaking magical skills to control the sword with his energy, and carved sixteen characters on the top of a huge pillar in the imperial city..."
This voice sounded quite sharp, but it made Feng Bujue feel familiar...
call--
In the blink of an eye, another figure appeared.
This person, without a doubt, has the highest martial arts skills among the NPCs currently appearing. He is the fastest and quietest, and his voice and breath when speaking are also the calmest.
Almost at the moment this person stood still, Liao Wu, Miao Ying and Tang Yun'er all showed a hint of surprise and horror on their faces. They are all top-notch players in the world, and they are by no means ordinary people. But... it was just a meeting.
.These three people discovered that...the visitor's skills were unfathomable, and could even be said to be...unbelievable and unmatched.
"On a full moon night, on the top of the Forbidden City. A sword comes from the west, and a fairy flies from the sky." The voice continued what he just said, "Haha... I was still wondering at that time, who... had such courage.
And with such martial arts, he can challenge others in the imperial city." He walked slowly towards Brother Jue, "In the end...it was you."
After the man took a few steps forward, the moonlight illuminated his face.
After Feng Bujue saw his appearance, he immediately smiled, held his sword, cupped his fists and said, "Feng, I have met Eunuch Cao."
"Oh God..." Xu Huaishang called out the name of the Lord in his heart. "What kind of unfolding is this?"
"Haha... Thirty years no see, Lord Feng..." Cao Qin looked Feng Bujue up and down, "... Are you okay?"
As soon as he said these words, Feng Bujue understood. It turned out that thirty years had passed since the last time he entered this universe.
But there's a problem...Cao Qin's appearance doesn't look much older. He doesn't look more than fifty years old.
"It's okay, okay..." Feng Bujue said with a smile, "Father-in-law, you look good too. You are getting younger and younger as you live."
"Hmph..." Cao Qin snorted coldly in his neither-male nor female voice, "I am a natural genius with extraordinary abilities. I also achieved great success fifteen years ago and have entered the realm of gods and humans. There will be such a thing
The appearance... is not surprising." He said, raising his eyes and glaring at Brother Jue. "On the other hand, you... the master of the dormitory, surprised me. Could it be that you are the immortal immortal?"
"Hahahaha..." Feng Bujue laughed happily a few times, buying himself a few seconds to make up a lie. "I am so unpopular that the Lord of Hell doesn't want to accept me," he replied.
A joke.
Cao Qin was a smart man and would not ask further questions. He stroked a ribbon on the brim of his hat with a very charming movement and replied, "Forget it if you don't say anything, I'm not interested either." After that, he turned around again.
He stood up and glanced at the people around him.
The three masters who were quite impressive just now were all agitated when Cao Qin glanced at them. Only Xu Huaishang... remained as calm as water, unmoved.
"Master Feng Lao, if you want to find someone to duel with someone, you can do it." Cao Qin continued, "You want to fight in the imperial city..." He sighed, "To be honest... that's okay too." He pointed.
Pointing to the distance, "But what's the point of leaving a message a month in advance?" He paused and then said, "Do you know... how much trouble this has brought to the court?"
"It's Feng... I didn't think carefully..." Feng Bujue admitted his mistake first. He never wanted to be Cao Qin's enemy. If there was a "Martial Arts World Survival Guide" in this world, there must be one in it.
The title of the chapter is "Don't mess with your father-in-law."
"Oh... that's fine." Cao Qin shook his head and continued, "Fortunately, I was prepared, so the news did not spread in the world. There are less than a hundred people who know about it; there are thirty people who came to invade the imperial city tonight.
There were others; but only three managed to get in."
Cao Qin said, putting his hands behind his back and looking at the three people: "You three are quite capable." His gaze was like a sharp knife, drawing a cold light in the night sky, "I know
, sending ordinary inner-city masters here may not be able to capture you. Therefore, half an hour ago, I had evacuated all the forbidden troops around here and prepared to come here myself... to start a killing spree..."
At this point, the blood on those three people's bodies turned cold.
Cao Qin then said: "But... I am very happy to see my old friend today." He smiled, "And this duel... I also want to take a good look at it."
Liao Wu, Miao Ying and Tang Yun'er's moods were ups and downs. For a brief moment, they felt that they were dead, but now it seems that there is still hope.
"Let's do this..." Cao Qin said as he crossed the ridge of the roof and walked to the three people. "When they finish fighting, I will send you out. But the condition is... what happened today will never happen to you forever."
Speak out. Otherwise..."
Before he could say something like "killing your nine tribes", the clever Miao Ying had already said, "Thank you for not killing me, senior."
Tang Yun'er also saw the wind and hurriedly cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, senior."
Liao Wu was timid now and stammered: "Thank you...Thank you, father-in-law..."
"Well..." Cao Qin nodded with satisfaction. In fact, he is not a murderer. What he needs... is just this feeling of being respected.
To be fair, as a person who has reached the level of Cao Qin, he doesn't have much pursuit anymore. He has peerless martial arts. He also has money and power. He can't bear women, but his godson has received a lot. Now it can still make him feel
What makes him happy is his sense of vanity and self-esteem. The main reason why Cao Qin has a good impression of Feng Bujue is that he can't see the slightest hint of discrimination in the eyes of the Feng Lao leader. This kind of respect is more than what he is used to seeing.
"Respect out of fear" is much stronger.
"You sons and daughters of the world are just watching the fun. But you don't know that there are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people." Cao Qin continued, "Thirty years ago, Cangling was discussing swords, and Lin Chang's Taixuwuxiang Dharma was looked at with disdain.
The Sword God Ye Cheng and the Nameless Sword Xie San were both defeated by his men. The three sects and four gates on the second floor of the mansion were all insignificant." He paused for two seconds, "If it hadn't been for this feudal lord, where would he have been?
Do you have the martial arts world you have today?" He said in a lecturing tone to the three "masters" who were already dumbfounded, "Now your generation is even more ignorant of life and death. Humph... you dare to go to the emperor after learning some superficial kung fu.
Breaking into the city." He sneered a few times and looked up at Brother Jue and Xu Huaishang, "Please take a closer look...what is a real master?"
The wind is still blowing.
The night is not over yet.
But the sword...is still in its scabbard.
Under the scorching gazes of the four spectators, Feng Bujue's fashion value increased a lot, reaching positive fifty. And Xu Huaishang also benefited from Brother Jue's glory, and his fashion value reached positive eighteen.
"I see... He has been to this script world before." Xu Huaishang sorted out what he just heard in his mind, "And he has some friendship with that Eunuch Cao." She thought, "Fortunately, this killing game
The background of the story is a 'duel', and the NPC shouldn't directly help him..."
At the same time, Brother Jue was thinking: "So... it's this world. There is no doubt that there is no such thing as Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue in this universe, so they just applied the setting to us..." His gaze
He moved slightly and looked at the sword in his hand. "The 'that move' I casually mentioned happened to be the answer to the flying fairy from the sky, but... how could I possibly use it!"
"Hurry up! Crazy!" Xu Huaishang shouted loudly at this time, and his swords were unsheathed. Now that there was an audience around, it would be more efficient to increase the fashion points. If he continued to delay, he would deal with her
It would be very disadvantageous.
"Before I take action, I have one more thing to say." Feng Bujue said coldly.
"Tch...it's so abominable," Xu Huaishang said sadly.
But she still had to put on a stern expression on the surface and replied: "Say."
"Well... what should I say..." Feng Bujue just wanted to delay it for a while and gain some fashion points, so at this moment he was also thinking in his mind, "Why don't you say 'I love you' to disturb the situation?"
Her mood? Hmm... She probably won't be reported for sexual harassment..." His mind was filled with this idea, "Wait a minute... As a popular idol, Xu Huaishang has heard as many as eight hundred confessions.
Well, this sentence has no lethality..." He then thought, "It's a pity that I'm not a woman, otherwise I could say 'I'm pregnant with your flesh and blood' or something like that. Alas... or else I would claim
Just poop on your pants."
But when the words came to his lips, Brother Jue swallowed them back. He thought to himself: "It still doesn't work... Even if I can disturb the other person's mood, my own fashion value will plummet because of these words. It's really too bad...
…”
"What on earth are you going to say?" Xu Huaishang urged, "Delaying for time?" She then asked and took two steps forward.
Feng Bujue had no choice but to put the duck on the shelf and said: "If I lose in the end, please bury me...and my wife together." When he said this, he also showed a look of sadness,
The true colors of the actor are fully revealed.
"Who! Who is your wife! Who knows your wife!" Xu Huaishang was really suffocated.
"Okay..." She agreed to the other party's inexplicable request with a complicated expression. Her shoulders were shaking a little due to anger and depression.
But in the eyes of others... Xu Huaishang's reaction was a different feeling.
Tang Yun'er sighed with a sad look on his face: "Alas...it is true that falling flowers are intentional, but flowing water is ruthless."
Xu Huaishang was shocked and shouted angrily in his heart: "What! When did you come here! What did you hear!"
"Oh?" Cao Qin seemed to realize that something was wrong. He turned to the person next to him and said, "Are these two people... related to each other?"
"Alas...it's pitiful that this girl is so sincere, but the hostess still only thinks about his dead wife." Miao Ying nodded and continued.
"Ah!!!" Xu Huaishang wailed in her heart. She already wanted to die, and the expression on her face was a little distorted. "Miao Nuxia, you must have read too many romance novels! This brainstorming is so complete.
It’s too high! How did this atmosphere of wishing we could meet each other before we were married come about?”
Even the tall and handsome Liao Wu said in a deep voice: "I didn't expect that this feudal lord is still an infatuated man. He is not moved by beauty at all. I have to admire him..."
"You admire me! Is there any justice in this world?" Xu Huaishang bit his lower lip with hatred, but his expression caused others to have a deeper misunderstanding.
"In that case... let's take the move..." Feng Bujue didn't expect that his words would have such a miraculous effect, but it could be said that they completely disturbed Xu Huaishang's mood.
The opportunity must not be missed, and it will never come back. Brother Jue immediately took up his stance and took advantage of the situation...
