Qin Shi Luo Net People

Chapter 215
Does this mean that brother Luo knows swords well?
Han Fei looked at Luo Yan in surprise. He naturally knew that Luo Yan knew martial arts, but he didn't know how high the other party's martial arts was, and at what level. After all, he had never seen Luo Yan make a move. , but judging from Wei Zhuang's attitude towards Luo Yan, Luo Yan should not be bad.

Moreover, the meaning revealed in Luo Yan's words is also very strange.

It's very interesting that the other party's teacher even knew the previous Guigumen, and even exchanged sword skills with him.

Han Fei was very interested in Luo Yan's teacher.

Zhang Liang had the expression of an obedient baby, watching the scene in the field with gentle eyes, but those slightly glowing eyes betrayed him, and he was also very interested in these gossips.

Wei Zhuang was obviously in a bad mood, staring at Luo Yan with cold eyes: "You'd better think it through before you talk!"

The bone-chilling voice had completely exposed Wei Zhuang's mood at the moment.

A face is all black.

I didn't steal your wife. By the way, you don't have a wife either.

Looking at Wei Zhuang's unstoppable expression, Luo Yan couldn't help complaining in his heart, isn't it just imitating a hundred-step flying sword, this thing throws the sword out, and then catches it, a kid like Tianming can play with it , why can't he play?

As for this expression?
Ancient people are cheapskates!

Although Luo Yan kept complaining in his heart, his face was serious and serious, and he said in an extremely serious and rigorous way: "I don't need to lie to you. I didn't know what level the master's swordsmanship has reached before, but now I have a little understanding. My teacher has come to an end in the path of kendo, in the words of the teacher.

His swordsmanship is no longer limited to objects, plants, trees, bamboo and stones can be used as swords, stepping into the realm where no sword is better than having a sword! "

At this moment, Luo Yan had a look of pilgrimage and respect on his face, as if he was facing his idol.

"..."

Luo Yan's words shocked Wei Zhuang, Han Fei and others a little bit. Looking at Luo Yan one by one, even Han Fei and Zhang Liang, who didn't know much about swords, could feel the grandmaster-level aura.

These words are definitely words that can only be uttered by a master of swordsmanship.

Wei Zhuang's expression became even more serious. As a pure swordsman, he felt more about these words.

"Who is your teacher?!"

"I don't know~"

Luo Yan shook his head, met the eyes of the three of them, with a slightly bleak and melancholy expression, and said slowly: "I only know my teacher's nickname, which is called Dugu Qiubai. I didn't ask clearly, when I wanted to ask clearly, the teacher and my wife had passed away for many years, and there was no chance to ask clearly~"

After finishing speaking, he glanced at the three people present from the corner of his eye.

He didn't believe that Wei Zhuang could go after an unnecessarily dead person.

Luo Yan is an expert in making up stories.

Watching TV dramas, novels and movies back then was not in vain.

This guy Dugu Qiubai's understanding of kendo can be called the originator of the world of pretense, and he didn't believe that these words could not restrain Wei Zhuang, a fledgling young man.

"Dugu seeks defeat?"

Both Han Fei and Wei Zhuang muttered the name to themselves.

This word reveals arrogance and loneliness, which can be seen in the loneliness of having no opponent in the way of swordsmanship.

"There is such a hidden master among the miscellaneous scholars?"

Wei Zhuang couldn't believe it.

"When the teacher was young, he learned from hundreds of schools and integrated it into himself. Unlike you swordsmen who learn from everyone, the teacher's swordsmanship comes from his own comprehension, accepting all rivers, taking the essence and discarding the dross, and turning it into his own swordsmanship. Before the weak crown, the pursuit of fierceness, invincibility, and invincibility, later became boring, and re-take the way of swordsmanship, with epee without front, great skill and no workmanship as the main points of swordsmanship.

After the age of 40, he gradually enters the realm where no sword wins with a sword.

When I was old, I often sighed: Woohoo, I can't find an opponent in my life, it's really lonely and embarrassing~
It's a pity that my talent is not good, and I can't inherit one ten-thousandth of my teacher's swordsmanship! "

The corners of Luo Yan's eyes became more and more sad, and he boasted in an eloquent voice.

After Wei Zhuang heard these words, his lips moved slightly, as if he was feeling the charm of these kendo realms, and his expression gradually became a little intoxicated for a while, as if the more he savored, the deeper his feelings became.

This kid won't learn to be stupid, right?
Looking at Wei Zhuang's expression, Luo Yan muttered in his heart.

"Worthy of a generation of grandmasters, it's a pity that I can't see him!"

Han Fei sighed softly, it's a pity that such an expert passed away so quickly.

"I also miss my teacher and my wife~"

Luo Yan tilted his head slightly, as if he was trying to hold back his tears, his slightly sad tone, his acting skills had already entered the realm of perfection, and acting and reality were indistinguishable from each other.

Luo Yan also thought about this matter and asked Dugu to seek defeat.

Wei Zhuang closed his eyes and meditated for a while, then slowly opened his eyes, looked at Luo Yan with still cold eyes, even mixed with some disdain, and snorted coldly: "So the teacher accepted you as an apprentice."

After speaking, Wei Zhuang shook his head.

It seems that this kind of master has accepted the wrong apprentice.

Guiguzi actually accepted you pair of crouching dragon and phoenix chicks, I think your teacher accepted the wrong person!

Luo Yan remained calm, but there was a word of contempt in his heart.

Look at the previous generations of Guiguzi, looking at Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang, really speechless~
Saying that they are not talented, they are also quite powerful.

They are said to be great, but compared to the previous ones, they are not at the same level at all, and there is no way to compare them.

"Squeak!"

At this moment, the door of a guest room was pushed open, and a woman in a long purple dress came out immediately. Her delicate and charming cheeks were somewhat glamorous, and her graceful figure was swaying with thousands of styles. At the moment, his expression is not very good. It is rare that he does not look at Luo Yan first, but at Wei Zhuang:
"It's not a big problem for the time being, but he's old and has countless old injuries. I don't know if he can recover this time."

The tone was a little helpless and sad, as if reminding Wei Zhuang to be mentally prepared.

Wei Zhuang nodded and walked directly into the house without saying a word.

Han Fei and Zhang Liang on the side also walked into it, and they still had some questions for Tang Qi to answer, after all, the other party knew a lot of Baiyue's secrets.

Because Tang Qi was once a veteran in the army.

"Thank you~"

Luo Yan walked up to Zi Nu, put his arms around her waist, and said softly.

The people in Weizhuang only cared about Tang Qi, but Luo Yan was different. His attention was always on Zi Nu.

"I'm not working hard, you're not in danger, are you?"

Zi Nu shook her head slightly, looked at Luo Yan with deep purple eyes with concern, and asked knowingly.

"I met it, and I almost couldn't come back. I will never go out with Wei Zhuang again. It's too dangerous."

Luo Yan put his arms around Zi Nu's waist, took a deep breath, and said with emotion.

"Who told you to go!"

Zi Nu gently stroked Luo Yan's cheek, and said dotingly and helplessly.

. . . . . . .

at the same time.

In Madame Mingzhu's Hundred Fragrance Hall, a blood-clothed Hou with white hair slowly stepped into it. His steps seemed to be slow, but his figure was like a ghost, constantly moving forward.

It's a bit scary at night.
(End of this chapter)