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

In the end, it was Zhuge Zheng who reminded Lu Xiaofeng and the others. After all, not everyone can understand Ye Chen's sword.

"Look at the mountain behind you and you'll understand."

"In addition, put some golden sore medicine on the neck, and it is bleeding."

Hearing this, Lu Xiaofeng touched his neck subconsciously.

Sure enough, a small amount of blood appeared on the hands, and a slight pain appeared on everyone.

A very small gash appeared on their throat.

Ye Chen's sword didn't cut at them, they were just scratched by the sword energy.

It's just that the sword was too fast, they didn't feel it.

Regardless of dealing with the injury on his neck, Lu Xiaofeng turned his head to look.

A huge green hill is neatly divided into two from the middle.

Lu Xiaofeng: "..."

In the future, if anyone wants to say that Lao Tzu's consonant finger can catch everything in the world, Lao Tzu will be anxious to him!

At least I can't take Mr. Ye's sword.

......

The masters of the Ping An Inn all returned to their rooms, but those low-level quacks came late.

When he learned that Mr. Ye had given the world a chance, but he didn't get it.

Countless people beat their chests and stamped their feet, tears streaming down their cheeks.

"Woooooo!"

"I used to come to Ping An Inn every day, why didn't I come today!"

"Chunhualou Xiaocui missed me!"

Some people are sad, and naturally some are happy.

A quack laughed loudly.

"Bless the ancestors!"

"This kind of opportunity can make me meet, I am indeed destined."

As he said that, the quack took his friend to a sword competition.

"You can pull it down!"

"You are good at swordsmanship, you know shitty swordsmanship."

"I can't say that, although I didn't know it before, but after watching Mr. Ye's Yi Nian Xiao Yao."

"I think I'm a genius at practicing swords. If you don't believe me, you'll know after two moves."

"cut!"

The other person looked disdainful and said: "Just because you still want to understand Mr. Ye's swordsmanship, go ahead and dream."

"If you beat me within ten strokes, you'll be called Dad!"

After speaking, the two opened their posture and prepared to fight.

Others quickly surrounded them, and everyone wanted to see if everyone could get this opportunity.

If everyone present has gained something, I am afraid that I will regret it.

The two began to fight.

As soon as they fought, the person who was good at sword skills fell into a disadvantage.

Although he used a sword, judging from his moves, he knew almost nothing about swordsmanship.

The knife technique is performed with a sword, which is simply nondescript.

According to this situation, even without ten moves, he would be defeated within five moves.

Just when the quack who is good at swordsmanship was about to lose, he shouted loudly.

"One thought at ease!"

Then, the clothes on the other person's chest were damaged, and they almost hurt their vitals.

Crowd: ? ? ?

A quack who is good at swordsmanship looked at the sword in his hand in disbelief.

He just swung that move with intuition, but he didn't expect that he really won.

"Hahaha!"

"I am indeed a genius with swords."

The quacks who are good at knife skills began to dance, while the others had bitter faces and unspeakable sorrow in their hearts.

......

Putting down the window, Li Xun Huan said with a smile: "A Fei, what do you think about the next thing?"

Hearing this, A Fei looked disdainful and said: "He realizes a fart, he just remembered a trace of taste with his body, it's nothing special."

"That's right, the martial arts of those two people are barely in the top."

"Although he only remembered a trace of taste based on his physical instinct, it was enough to make him much better than others."

"how about you?"

"Mr. Ye's sword, how much do you remember?"

Facing Li Xunhuan's question, A Fei looked a little unnatural.

"Probably one in a hundred."

"Really?"

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Facing Li Xunhuan's gaze, Ah Fei became a little annoyed and said angrily.

"Well, it's one in a thousand, just laugh if you want to."

Hearing this, Li Xun Huan shook his head.

"One in a thousand is already amazing, there are so many masters in Ping An Inn."

"Don't talk about remembering Mr. Ye's swordsmanship, there are very few people who can see Mr. Ye's swordsmanship."

"Ximen Chuuxue should have remembered that there is one in a hundred, otherwise he wouldn't have black hair or white hair."

"Impossible." A Fei's face was full of disbelief, "It's just one in a hundred."

"With Ximen Chuuxue's realm and strength, it wouldn't be like this."

"You still don't know much about Mr. Ye's strength. Mr. Ye used this sword to kill Shaolin Ruo at the beginning."

"Even if Mr. Ye intends to keep his hand, no one in Shaolin Temple will survive."

Hearing his elder brother's evaluation, Ah Fei swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

He knew that Mr. Ye was powerful, but he didn't expect Mr. Ye to be so powerful.

......

Bamboo Forest Courtyard.

Ye Chen, who had successfully broken through, was in a good mood, and was about to lie on the rocking chair and enjoy a good life.

Wang Yuyan stood in the distance and burst into tears.

Ye Chen: "..."

No, I didn't do anything to you either!

What are you doing watching me cry?

In desperation, Ye Chen waved to Wang Yuyan.

Seeing this, Wang Yuyan hesitated for a moment, but still walked over with her head down.

"What are you crying for?"

Wang Yuyan didn't speak.

"Are you sad about what happened to Murong Fu?"

This time Wang Yuyan made a move, she shook her head first, then nodded, and finally shook her head again.

Ye Chen: "..."

Logically speaking, I am the host and I have a system, so I should be better than a god.

But if you do this, the gods will not be able to guess what you are thinking!

Taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly, Ye Chen said, "Say it or not, or I can leave."

Saying that, Ye Chen was about to get up and leave, Wang Yuyan grabbed Ye Chen's sleeve to prevent Ye Chen from leaving.

"Don't let me go, you said it!"

"You act like I bullied you. If I really bullied you, I will admit it."

"But the problem is that I didn't do anything!"

Facing Ye Chen's questioning, Wang Yuyan's eyes were filled with more tears.

She lowered her head and said in a small voice that only she could hear.

"Why do you treat me like a plaything?"

Hearing this, Ye Chen leaned back and looked at Wang Yuyan in surprise.

"Miss Wang, it's not like you who wronged people!"

"When did I ever say such a thing?"

"You still don't admit it, you gave me the koi, isn't it implying that I am like a fish in that water."

"Is it just a plaything in your hands?"

Ye Chen: "..."

What is going on in your little head? How did you think of this aspect?

According to what you said, there is still a saying in the world that a carp leaps over the dragon's gate.

Why don't you say it, I'm implying that you will turn into a dragon when you encounter a storm.

"Uh...you may have misunderstood me."

"In my hometown, koi represent good luck, and I'm sending you good luck."

"You didn't lie to me, did you!"

Wang Yuyan raised her red eyes and looked at Ye Chen.

"Of course!"

"If you think about it this way, if I want to treat you as a plaything, should I still use hints?"

"Isn't it good to say it directly? Anyway, you can't refuse, right!"

After a round of analysis, Wang Yuyan finally believed it.

"Okay, let me tell you a little secret."

"Huang Rong caught a little white rabbit from the mountain today. The white fur and red eyes are so pretty."

"But I heard that Huang Rong plans to cook braised rabbit meat."

(I know there are no white rabbits in the wild, but the white ones look better.)

"what!"

Hearing this, Wang Yuyan exclaimed, and ran to the kitchen without looking back.