Martial Arts: Storyteller in the Valley of the Wicked, Xiao Yuer works part-time

"What if it's a loss?"

Ye Chen started jumping up and down to complain about the system, but unfortunately the system is just rules and has no emotions.

Otherwise, the system will definitely give this shameless gambling dog a big fight.

After making a fuss for a while, Ye Chen carefully shifted his attention to the system panel.

God bless, don't lose money!

When Ye Chen turned his attention to the system panel, he saw such a line appear on it.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for getting sword 23!"

Ye Chen: (?°???°)?

"hey-hey!"

"Let me just say, try to change a bicycle into a motorcycle!"

Ye Chen sat down with a happy smile, ready to absorb "Sword 23".

However, after receiving the reward, a line of notes popped up behind the reward of "Sword 23".

[Note: It is detected that the host's own martial arts cultivation is not enough, and the sword sense is not enough. Forcibly using the sword 23 will cause the primordial spirit to dissipate. 】

Ye Chen: "..."

What is this, I got the reward, but I didn't get it.

Could it be that the system heard what I said just now, so it deliberately punished me like this.

The corner of his mouth twitched for about a full minute before Ye Chen calmed down.

"Forget it, let's learn it first."

The two golden cards were crushed, and Wang Xianzhi's perception of martial arts and the full set of sword 23's perception flooded into Ye Chen's mind instantly.

boom!

An invisible wave spread out around Ye Chen.

......

Old Huang lying dead under a tree.

"cough!"

A cough disrupted Lao Huang's retirement life.

Lao Huang, who was originally lazy, sat up, showing the sharpness of a peerless swordsman.

Looking at Ye Chen on the roof, a gleam of relief flashed in Lao Huang's eyes.

"Can't you imagine that the young master has reached this state?"

"It's really old, I can't even catch the aftermath of the young master's kendo."

As he spoke, Lao Huang took a sip of rice wine to wash away the faint sweet smell in his mouth.

......

Ping An Inn, Room No. [-] Tianzi.

"puff!"

Ximen Chuuxue, who was meditating, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and then fell to the ground like gold paper.

At the same time, Lu Xiaofeng, who was drinking and reading the script, also rolled his eyes, and fell straight on the ground.

This sudden situation frightened Sun Xiuqing into a fool.

She immediately came to Ximen Chuuxue's side to channel her inner strength to stabilize his injury.

But when Sun Xiuqing's internal force entered Ximen Chuuxue's body, Sun Xiuqing found that there was nothing unusual about Ximen Chuuxue's body.

Ximen Chuuxue, who had regained his strength, waved his hands and said, "There is no need to send internal energy, my mind is damaged."

"There is no way to treat it, only to rely on time to recuperate slowly."

"what!"

"How could this be? Did someone sneak up on you?"

"Someone dares to do something at the Ping'an Inn, I'll go find Mr. Ye."

As soon as Sun Xiuqing got up, Ximen Chuuxue on the ground grabbed Sun Xiuqing's hand.

"No need to go, this is caused by Mr. Ye."

"Why, did you provoke Mr. Ye?"

Facing Sun Xiuqing's inquiry, Ximen Chuuxue glanced at the direction of the bamboo forest courtyard outside the window.

"Mr. Ye should be practicing a kind of swordsmanship that specializes in beheading the primordial spirit."

"Since it is swordsmanship, there is naturally a sword intent in it."

"The movement just now should be the aftermath of Mr. Ye's cultivation. I resisted subconsciously, which is why I got hurt."

"Then why am I okay?"

"Because your swordsmanship is too shallow, you can't sense Mr. Ye's sword intent."

Sun Xiuqing: "..."

"Then what happened to Lu Xiaofeng, he didn't practice swords either!"

Glancing at the unconscious Lu Xiaofeng, Ximen Chuuxue said: "Although he hasn't practiced swordsmanship, his talent in swordsmanship is not bad."

"It can also be said that his swordsmanship is impure, and it is precisely because of this that he escaped this time."

"Otherwise, he would not be as simple as being in a coma."

......

Room No. [-], Tianzi.

Yan Shisan, who was about to leave the Ping An Inn, stood at the door, as if he had been frozen.

At the same time, blood flowed out from Yan's thirteen and seven orifices.

When Ye Chen's sword intent spread, Yan Shisan sensed it.

Faced with this situation, Yan Shisan resisted subconsciously, and still resisted with the Fourteen Deadly Swords.

In order to prepare for the decisive battle with Xie Xiaofeng, Yan Shisan practiced his fourteen deadly swords in his heart almost all the time.

In the situation just now, Yan Shisan dared to swear to God that he really reacted subconsciously.

Otherwise, I would never fight against Ye Chen's move.

It feels like someone taps you on the shoulder and you automatically look back.

It's not intentional!

However, compared with Ximen Chuuxue, Yan Shisan has completely survived the aftermath of Sword 23.

It's just that I paid a price, and the seven orifices bleed... that's all.

......

Bamboo Forest Courtyard.

Ye Chen slowly opened his eyes. At this time, the world in Ye Chen's eyes was so clear.

He has never felt the world so clearly.

With Ye Chen's strength, if he stands in a high open place, he can roughly see things hundreds of miles away.

But after learning Sword 23, Ye Chen can feel the scene within half a mile even if he closes his eyes.

The sound of wind blowing leaves, the sound of dust falling to the ground, Ye Chen could feel everything clearly.

Ye Chen even felt that he could cut open the world with sword 23.

Shaking his head to expel this feeling, Ye Chen knew that this was an illusion brought about by the skyrocketing realm.

If he really uses sword 23, he can't cut the sky and open the earth, but he will definitely burp.

After adjusting his breath, Ye Chen was also about to come down from the roof.

At this moment, Ye Chen saw a "Goddess Dragon" who had passed out on the ground.

Ye Chen: (?°???°)?

Hey!

When luck comes, I can't stop it, and I picked up a "goddess dragon".

......

Chapter 195 Forming a Medical Team, Easily Handling Ouyang Tomorrow

in the room.

All the girls stared at Ye Chen resentfully, but Ye Chen didn't care at all.

Instead, he groped his chin with a weird smile on his face.

"Mr. Ye, your luck is truly unparalleled in the world!"

"You can pick up a beautiful woman casually. When I was at the inn earlier, I noticed how much you paid attention to her."

"You shouldn't have taken a fancy to others."

Huang Rong's tone was full of complaints.

"Little girl, what do you know, I'm preparing for a big show."

"The event at the Ping An Inn will be held soon, and I am looking for seed players."

"If you don't help you find a way, you will lose miserably."

Hearing this, Dongfang Bubai frowned and asked, "Mr. Ye, do you think we will lose?"

"I don't think so, it's certain."

"Based on my estimation, Qin Chao shouldn't have too many people coming this time, but some strong people will still come."

"Once the people of the Qin Dynasty arrive at the Ping An Inn, the Ming and Song dynasties will lose so much that they won't even have any pants left."

"Of course, if the Ming and Song dynasties tried their best to participate in this event, there might still be a chance of a tie."

Hearing this, Lian Xing also frowned.

"Mr. Ye, don't we really have no strength to fight back?"

"You know, there is still a Sunflower Patriarch in the Daming Palace."

"I know that if Patriarch Sunflower participated, he would indeed be able to suppress many people."

"But while Patriarch Sunflower was suppressing others, he was also restrained, and Patriarch Sunflower was gone."

"Then a few masters from the Ming and Song dynasties were restrained. What do you use to compete with them?"

"What's more troublesome is that there are still many masters in the Ming and Song dynasties who will not participate, such as the one in front of you."

With that said, Ye Chen pointed his right hand at the unconscious woman lying on the bed.

"No. 7 on the Daming Rouge List, Shangguan Yan."

"Snowflakes in one hand are enough to disdain all heroes, and coupled with the Phoenix Blood Sword in her hand, she can be regarded as a master."

"It turns out that she is Shangguan Yan. No wonder Mr. Ye took her to the Zhulin Courtyard to heal her injuries."

"Almost all the beauties on the Daming Rouge List showed up. Mr. Ye probably wants to collect all the beauties in the world."

"Ouch!"

Huang Rong, who was feeling weird, covered her head.

Ye Chen rolled his eyes at her and said, "Don't be so yin and yang here."

"Prepare paper, ink, brush and inkstone, and write me a few letters."

Little Huang Rong pouted and brought paper, ink, pen and inkstone.