Seeing that Yaowu was still there, the girl opened her smart eyes with a look of disbelief on her face and said quickly: "Impossible, the Corpse Locking Insect should..."
Yaowang smiled again, hehe, and said: "You chose the wrong person at the beginning. If you had used insects to control this guy before, he might not be able to move for a while, but you used them to deal with it."
As the king of thieves, I can’t help but play tricks..."
Before he finished speaking, Yaowang's figure disappeared. When he saw him again, he was already standing behind the girl, with his back to the thirty or forty people in white. His nose was even close to the girl, and he sniffed the fragrance of the girl.
, jokingly said, "Wow, what kind of vanilla did you use? Your hair is so fragrant."
"Shameless..." The girl turned around and was about to beat Yaowu severely, but then she was shocked again, the man was not behind her.
"Girl, where are you looking?" followed the sound and found that Yaowu was at the tea stall ten feet away, holding a bowl of herbal tea in his hand and a large banana fan in his other hand, fanning continuously.
He also muttered, "Obviously the word cold is in the name, but who knew that this cold city is hotter than the hot city."
"It's March, are you overdressed or are you so hot because of your internal energy?"
Leng Buyu pulled out the black and white swords and slowly walked towards Yaowu, completely ignoring the group of people in white.
"Click rub rub", there was a sound of swords being exchanged, and the swords in the hands of the men in white broke, and the fracture was smooth.
"We can all leave before we get angry, so we can save our lives. If it goes on for a long time, I'm afraid that even if we offend the master here, we will stain this street with blood, and the trouble will never be peaceful for you and other masters!"
It was like a dragon roaring, and the sword was swung as fast as an arrow leaving the string, and the clanging sound was like the sound of porcelain. Sitting on the long wooden bench, Yaowang held herbal tea in one hand and made a throwing gesture with the other hand, at the side of the girl's feet,
It's a silver needle.
The girl was horrified and said: "The soul-chasing needle..."
"It's not a soul-chasing needle." Yaowu's movements seemed to be about to stand up, but when he finished the action, he was already standing behind the girl like a ghost, "If what was shot just now was a soul-chasing needle, I'm afraid you
Now I am bleeding from all my orifices. These are just the poisonous silver needles I carry with me. Since you know the origins of the two of us, you know that among the people that the thief Bai Ying hates, there is a kind of person who can sneak up on and defeat those without martial arts."
The girl snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "If you want to kill, go ahead. I heard that Bai Ying never hits women, let alone kills them..."
After listening to the girl's words, Yaowan looked wretched again and said: "You answered this correctly, but you forgot one thing..."
"You forgot my existence." Leng Buyu held the sword with his backhand and hit the girl's abdomen hard with the hilt. The impact caused the person to fly back more than ten feet and fall to the ground. I'm afraid the skin and flesh were seriously bruised. "
Yao Zi calls himself a gentleman in Liang Shang, and he is a gentleman who does not hit women, but I am a cold-blooded wild man who does not know so many rules and etiquette."
The figures of the people in white clothes behind the girl flickered and appeared, and all they could see were white shadows forming a circle with the two of them as the center. From a distance, it looked like two living people were trapped by a group of ghosts.
"Are these strange moves also sword skills?"
Leng Buyu nodded slightly and handed a sword to Yao Wang. Yao Wang waved his hand and took back the sword. Then he explained to Yao Wang: "This formation is called the Eight-Yuan Dance. It is divided into two, four and six.
There are eighty four kinds of formations. Judging from the number of people, this is the Four Hundred Sword Formation. You can count how many people are in the formation."
Yaowang really started to count: "Four, eleven, twenty... Thirty-two people. It is indeed the eight people dancing in the court that Confucius said. What does the last sentence mean?"
Leng Buyu's voice was still cold, he took the words and said: "Is it tolerable or not?"
Yaowan clapped his hands and said excitedly: "Yes, this is it."
"However, if we want to break this formation, I will do it. I'm afraid it will hurt people's lives, so you can only do it." Leng Buyu put his two swords into their sheaths, indicating that he did not intend to interfere.
Hearing Leng Buyu's words and seeing him sheathing his sword, Yaowu couldn't help but frown and said depressedly: "Me? How can I get here?"
"More than two hundred and forty years ago, the sword master at that time was named Changli Swordsman. There was a worldly master named Long. Changli met Long by chance on the west side of the river. Thousands of boys danced and became eight hundred. Mr. Long was surrounded by sixty-four
A boy formed a formation with a sword. The number of people was so spectacular that it was unbelievable that there were only sixty-four people. It made people mistakenly think that there were thousands of people in the formation..." While Leng Buyu was talking non-stop, a sharp sword struck. Leng
Silent
He leaned back and lifted his feet off the ground. He put his left hand on the ground and bounced back. He stood straight back to his original position and continued, "You shoot thirty-two flying blades at the same time, hitting their hands and feet. This formation will break through."
Yes. If it were me, I could deal with thirty-two people at the same time. The difference is, you let them bleed some, and I let them keep their hands and feet."
Yaowan believed what the ice tree said and sighed helplessly. Then he jumped slightly, his robe seemed to be filled with wind, and his body turned around in the air. There was a rustling sound like falling leaves, and then he heard a scream. Wait.
When he landed, the group of people in white were also lying on the ground in a state of disgrace, with silver needles on their hands and feet deep into their veins.
"He is indeed the King of Thieves. I wonder why the White Shadow Thief and the Seven-Star Swordsman came to my Han City?"
In the distance, a deep voice came. However, although the voice was rich, it did not sound like the voice of a strong man, but more like the voice of a young woman. The two couldn't help but look at it. When they noticed it again, they felt cold on their necks, it was a soldier.
The blade was raised.
She has a graceful appearance, a nine-feathered gold beaded bun on her head, and a blue bird hanging a beaded hairpin. A cheap silver long-life lock is hung on her neck, but the rope to tie the lock is twisted from golden cicada silk. Her clothes are green white.
Fine silk yarn, with two peacocks, one blue and one green, embroidered on it, with the blue ending and the green opening. The long skirt has no legs. People say that the skirt drags six pieces of Xiangjiang River water, but her skirt has eight pieces. Looking at it, walking
The demeanor is sparkling in the water.
Her skin is as white as snow, her cheeks are lightly powdered, like peach petals, and the slight blush between her brows makes her look less rigid and more innocent, which is only found in a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl.
"What a rare visitor. Two of the world's top martial arts masters suddenly came to the small Wanfeng City. The slave family didn't know that guests were coming. It's really rude."
Yaowan looked up and down the woman's decoration. After seeing it, he couldn't help but clapped his hands and praised: "It's wonderful. Although Han City is small, the clothes of the wife of the city lord are no less than the casual clothes of the mother of the country. It is really luxurious."
"This person is the wife of the city lord? That is Mrs. Huaying. City lord Han Bai Ling really loves his wife."
Mrs. Huaying covered her mouth and smiled, blinking slightly. Her posture was generous and charming, and she could be regarded as the wife of the city lord.
"The city lord likes to make friends with the world's heroes. Although Wanfeng City is small, there are indeed people from the martial arts community coming and going. Not to mention other places, people from Muhan Tower often come and go in the small town. The two hall masters in the building came here together.
It’s really the first time.”
Yaowan chuckled, but the expression on his face remained unruly and vulgar, and said: "Mrs. Huaying, if I say that the two of us have nothing to do, we just came here to take a look, do you believe it?"
Mrs. Hua Ying laughed again: "The two hall masters will come to Duanfeng City. Hua Ying will naturally welcome them. If we had been informed before, we would have traveled ten miles to welcome them to show our friendship as landlords."
"I really didn't expect that reckless men like us could be treated like princes and nobles."
"Naturally, if you come to Duanfeng City to do something else that will harm Duanfeng City, then Huaying and your husband Bai Ling will be the ones to offend, and I will only ask Mu Hanlou to blame you."
Mrs. Huaying turned around, and the accompanying guards followed her, heading back home. When Yaowang looked around, the men in white and the girl with a flamboyant swordsmanship and poor swordsmanship were nowhere to be found.
It was indeed interesting for these two people to walk on the street. Yaowu's arms were filled with various snacks, while the contemporary sword master was holding a short sword while rubbing his nails with the sword pattern.
Leng Buyu murmured: "Eight people dancing in the court is either tolerable or unbearable. The city lord Bai Ling's sword array is composed of four people, and it seems that he has no intention of usurping power."
While eating some snacks, Yaowuan said vaguely: "Usurping power and seizing the throne? People say that petty thieves steal money and big thefts of the country..."
The dagger in Leng Buyu's hand moved back and forth between his three fingers, and then he put it back into the sheath on his chest. He took a piece of rice cake from Yaowan's arms and said, "You'd better not think otherwise, rice cake.
If I remember correctly, the murderous Taoist Lord Kui Mulang likes to eat rice cakes."
"Of course I won't do the things that petty thieves do. I already despise them. What I do is stealing people's hearts, haha."
Yaowan threw away the fried cake in his hand, took a piece of rice cake, and took a big bite. How could the two of them look like top martial arts masters and the masters of Muhan Tower? How could they look like bodyguards after a long day's work?
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Yaowan chewed the rice cake in his mouth, frowned, and said: "The rice cake doesn't taste very good, it's hard and tasteless. I really don't understand how Kui Mulang likes to eat this."
"When it comes to eating, the food made by Yueyue is delicious. Who can marry such a woman?
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Yaowan stuffed all the uneaten rice cakes into Leng Buyu's mouth: "Eat, eat, eat. People who want to be sword masters only think about eating all day long. You might as well marry Miaoshou Qianwei. Dare to beat the moon."
Yue’s idea, don’t say I can’t spare you, I will kill you first.”
Leng Buyu vomited out the rice cake, but showed a smile and said: "You are so humorous, it's just talk. If Miao Shou Qianwei were thirty years younger, I would definitely marry her."
Hearing what Leng Buyu said, Yaowu's eyes shone with golden light and asked, "Have you ever seen the wonderful hand Qianwei?"
"Didn't you tell me? I ate her cooking when I was six years old, when Miaoshou Qianwei was nearly thirty years old. Nineteen years have passed, and I don't know what kind of mother-in-law she has become. I have eaten Miaoshou Qianwei's dishes, ghost
My mother-in-law has sharpened my sword for me, but I have never seen the one who knows everything."
When he heard that Leng Buyu had a relationship with Miaoshou Qianwei and Gui Granny, but had never seen Zhiwubu, Yaowu finally felt that he was the winner and said: "Haha, I have never seen Miaoshou Qianwei and I have never seen ghosts."
Mother-in-law, she knows everything and says it all, but I have seen her a few times."
Although Leng Buyu looks cold, in the final analysis, he is just not good at communication. When his partner mentioned someone he had never met, he quickly asked: "Why, is it possible that the four thieves also know everything? What is this?
Old guy? Forget it, you won’t tell me if I ask you.”
While the two of them were talking to each other, a song came from the west. The song was neither melodious nor melodious. The voice of the female singer was as sweet and refreshing as a mountain stream. In addition to the sweetness, the song had a kind of
The chill makes people feel as if they are at the gate of a ghost house, unable to advance or retreat.
The cold air pouring out from the ghost mansion makes people's bodies stiff and difficult to move.
"It's scary. If this female singing voice matches Yueyue's "Tears of the Bamboo Concubine", it would be really scary." Yaowu spread his hands and dropped all the snacks, crossing his arms and crossing his chest. The cold silence beside him remained the same.
He was eating the snacks as if he was completely unprepared.
Leng Buyu glanced at Yaowu with a frown, and then looked at the snacks he threw on the ground. He couldn't help but feel pity and shook his head.
The singing stopped, and the two of them still stood upright and motionless.
"Yaozi, you are wrong. I have heard that there are three famous swords in the world, Ghost Cry, Night Cry, and Shen Cry. Shen Cry disappeared from the world thirty-nine years ago with its master, Saibei Sword King Yanhu Decheng. Night Cry
It is said that it was in the hands of a female general on the border, but the female general suddenly disappeared two years ago. As for the third famous sword, Ghost Cry, there are more rumors about this sword and it is more like a legend."
"You talk a lot. Anyway, I have entered hundreds of tombs, from martial arts families to countless government officials. You want to say that ghosts cry, but every time they appear, a beautiful voice will be heard in people's ears, and this song
But it can make people smell the smell of a ghost house, just like a hundred ghosts crying at night."
"It seems that you two know a lot about the slave family." A female voice came. This voice was different from singing. It could only be described as a bird of prey, a bird of prey, a bird of prey, a bird of prey, a bird of prey. The man seemed to have fallen from the sky, and his colorful clothes were as gorgeous as a rainbow in the wilderness.
Seeing the woman appear, Yaowu looked at the woman carefully with the eye that was not covered by the blindfold, and nodded with satisfaction, saying: "The figure and the voice are very beautiful, but why do you have to cover your face? This
With his clothes on, it seems that although few of the rumors are credible, there is one rumor that is really credible."
Hearing some interesting rumors, Leng Buyu became interested and quickly asked: "Yaozi, what kind of rumors are so interesting?"
"Does the master of Peach Blossom Temple recognize him?"
Leng Buyu nodded and said: "Remember, the year before last, I was ambushed while chasing down the Thirteen Eagles in the Desert with a single sword. Later, I went to her place to perform acupuncture to save my life."
Hearing this, Yaowu immediately turned his head and looked at Leng Buyu, with a wicked smile on his face and said: "You went to catch an eagle and got pecked by it? That's a good relationship, but it's a pity that you didn't die."
Hearing his friend's ridicule, he was helpless. After all, he almost died of illness. It was true. He said in an awkward voice: "Even if the wind blows, it's not easy for the falcon. Yaozi, don't tease me anymore. The Taohua Temple you just mentioned
, what kind of rumors are they?”
Yaowan chuckled, raised his eyebrows, and continued: "The master of Peach Blossom Temple is the Peach Blossom Fairy, and the Peach Blossom Fairy has countless maids, all of whom are extremely beautiful. However, there are four people whose beauty can rival the Peach Blossom Fairy. This