Comprehensive martial arts: The beginning of the black is Xiaozhao's second shop

After sending heartfelt blessings to the dog system.

Ye Qing glanced at Xiao Zhao who was still standing beside him in a daze, and said with a smile:
"Little girl, what are you in a daze for?"

Xiao Zhao regained his composure in an instant, his expression was normal, but Ye Qing was a little surprised.

"Hey, I pretended to be deep just now, but it didn't work?"

These words just popped into his mind.

Xiao Zhao bent down, under Ye Qing's puzzled eyes.

Stretched out the catkin, pinched Ye Qing's face.

Like an oath:
"Boss, whatever you want to eat in the future, I will make it for you!"

As soon as the words came out.

Ye Qing's heart skipped a beat twice.

He subconsciously asked:
"You, you're not leaving?"

Xiao Zhao nodded and said without hesitation:

"Although I've only been here for one day, I feel that I've lived a very relaxed and happy life here."

Then, Xiao Zhao looked at the vendors outside again.

These are people whose past is full of swords and blood, and who have experienced twists and turns.

At this time, they are filled with knowing smiles and living an ordinary life.

Tankou lightly opened, meaning to point out:

"Maybe this is the meaning of the existence of Wushaocheng."

Ye Qing raised his eyebrows.

I didn't expect the little girl in front of me to film.

He actually saw this unscrupulous city where danger could appear everywhere.

What is the real meaning of existence.

Ye Qing couldn't help raising his hand, touched Xiao Zhao's forehead and said:

"Greatly open up the underprivileged people in the world to show their faces!"

As soon as this poem comes out.

Xiao Zhao nodded gently, looked at Ye Qing with admiration and said:
"Boss, I didn't expect you to be so talented in poetry."

Cough!

Ye Qing, who has become a palindrome, coughed a little guilty.

He pretended to be calm on the surface, and said modestly:

"No, you are too modest, the boss just feels it occasionally."

Without waiting for Xiao Zhao to speak.

A voice full of emotion drifted into the ears of the two of them.

"The underprivileged people in the world are all happy, so wet, so wet!"

The two people in the inn heard the reputation and looked over.

A man dressed in black, his face covered by a black hood, holding a snow-white long sword in his arms, with a straight figure.

Standing not far from the door of the store, on top of the extremely clear bloodstains that have not been washed by the rain.

Ye Qing glanced across the man's body, and finally landed on the snow-white long sword in the man's hand.

In his mind, the photo album of Jiang Hu Bai Xiaosheng flipped through.

A page of introduction surfaced.

"Mad Fist, the second disciple of the lord of Wuliang City, Mad Ebara, has half-stepped into the realm of harmony between man and nature.

The most pretentious existence of Wushangcheng, a rascal with a big nerve, a combination of madness, dog legs, and bullying.

A set of Shaking Fist, ferocious as a torrent of waterfalls, continuous and amazingly powerful. (This guy is learning how to show himself in front of people all the time)"

Read these explanations.

Ye Qing looked at the black-clothed swordsman in front of him with an extremely strange expression.

"His grandma's, this introduction really blinded my titanium alloy dog ​​eyes.

It turns out that the lord of Wuliang City is called Crazy Ebara.

Hey, don't mention it, the name is really appropriate. Isn't Wuliang City just a madhouse, and the city owner is the director of the madhouse.

These two disciples are crazy, dog-legged, forceful, rascal, and crazy. This is it.

Do you stop learning how to manifest yourself in front of people all the time?
However, half a step into the realm of the unity of heaven and man, if the real harmony of heaven and man cannot be achieved, then it is really a manifestation of the holiness in front of people.

Madou sack, this guy just read the poem I said. Is it possible? ? ? "

Sure enough, Ye Qing did not expect it.

Crazy's fists and feet touched the ground slightly, and the expert posture that he deliberately put on was not messy at all, and he floated directly in front of Ye Qing.

Gao Leng said:
"Boss Ye, is there a next line to the poem you wrote just now?"

Ye Qing's mouth twitched.

"Your Excellency, just now I have some impressions, I just say this."

Under the hood, Mad Quan's face was full of disappointment.

Sighing: "Hey, it's just this one line, what a pity, if it's two lines of poetry, then say it later."

Before he finished speaking, Mad Fist hurriedly shut up, almost speaking his mind.

To force the king is to force the king.

Crazy Fist changed the subject without any embarrassment.

The curtain cap moved slightly, and looked into the inn.

Sonorously said:
"I'm the Sword God, here to challenge one of the most powerful people in the Song Dynasty, Ouyang Feng, the Western Poison!"

The sound was not small, and it immediately spread around.

All the vendors around looked over.

A few vendors who had stayed in the city for a long time, above the level of a grand master, saw the snow-white long sword.

Frightened eyes appeared in all of them, they hurriedly lowered their heads, changed their postures, and looked away.

Granny Lin who sells wontons, and Uncle Li who sells Hubing.

They are very kind on weekdays.

Even though he saw so many things in front of Ye Qing Inn these two days.

They are also cheerful.

At this moment, disgust appeared on his face.

The entrance of Laifu Inn.

Ye Qing and Xiao Zhao were dumbfounded.

There are two words and one symbol floating in my mind.

Sword God?

Especially Ye Qing, after being stunned for a moment, his eyes were full of strangeness.

If it weren't for the reminder from the Jianghu Baixiaosheng's album.

With this posture just now, he was going to be bluffed.

His eyes fell on the snow-white long sword again.

"Is the sword of emotion used to pretend? Use fists, but carry a sword? Or is it all white? Claiming to be a sword god? Enough!"

next moment.

Ye Qing's eyes showed a strong fighting spirit.

"Actually pretending to be aggressive and bluffing in front of me? You have to call me ancestor!"

Think so.

There was no crazy fist that Ouyang Feng responded to.

There was a terrifying aura on his body.

The azure blue aura instantly enveloped him.

Except for the square inch of the top of the head, the rest of the place is seamless.

Half step into the realm of harmony between man and nature, the second disciple of the city lord of Wuliang City, mad fist.

Ye Qing stood up, smiled and said:
"Your Excellency Sword God?"

Crazy Fist said arrogantly: "Exactly!"

"is there anything?"

Ye Qing said with a kind smile: "Well, you put down your arrogance, look at the child over there, you are about to cry from fright."

Hearing what Ye Qing said.

Crazy Quan hurriedly turned his head, and saw a little boy holding candied haws in his hand, his mouth was curled up, his watery eyes were full of fear.

The terrifying power disappeared in an instant.

Embarrassment crept under the hood.

Crazy Fist didn't expect that he couldn't pretend to be coercive, but almost scared the kid to tears, shame on him.

This is not the style of a sword god.

Ye Qing leaned forward and whispered: "Well, Your Excellency Sword God, I have a small suggestion, I don't know if I should say it or not?"

Suddenly, Crazy Fist became interested.

The tone was still arrogant, cherishing words like gold: "Say!"

Ye Qing pretended to be mysterious, looked left and right, then covered his face with his hands, and leaned forward.

After Mad Quan bent his straight waist, the veiled cap was placed behind his handsome face.

Only then did Ye Qing say:
"You can actually use your internal strength to let yourself float, so that a bunch of people can see it."

"Moreover, I can't figure out your strength, making people think you are mysterious."

The eyes under the hood suddenly lit up.

Like a dog who sees a bone and can't wait to run up and chew on it.

Crazy Fist almost changed its shape, and quickly restrained himself.

Immediately restore the previous cold and aloof.

Through the black drapery, eye straps to appreciate.

It is also cited as a confidant.

The indifference in the words disappeared, but he still cherished the words like gold and said: "Yes!"

Hearing this, Ye Qing groaned in his heart:

"Hmph, little boy, you're a king, don't you? Watch how I make you a dog!"