I am pretending to be a villain in the world of cultivating immortals

He Laosan said, took advantage of the opportunity to pick up the tea bowl on the table, did not put it to his mouth, but lifted it high and dropped it heavily.

The hot tea spilled and scalded He Laosan's hand, he flinched reflexively, but opened his mouth.

In other words, Meng Buping, the number one sword in the world, is a rising star in this arena.

Under the tutelage of the former sword god Wen Jiuzhou, at the age of seventeen, he was born with a handsome skin. In the 230th year of the calendar, at the Wudu Conference, the sword was unsheathed. teenage hero...

Dabao sat opposite He Laosan, listening to the book and pouring tea for He Laosan.

Hearing the wonderful part, the tea overflowed the cup, flowed down from the table, and dripped into the ground, especially without knowing it.

Just listen, during Fang Wailin's battle, amidst the peach blossoms flying all over the sky, Meng Buping faced off against the Seventh Young Master who was practicing magic skills in Xuejiabao.

The two became famous at the same time when they were teenagers, but it is a pity that good and evil are opposed to each other. It is widely rumored in the world that there will be a day when they will meet each other.

Young master Xue Qi's saber is extremely domineering and vicious, and he has drunk the blood of many people in the martial arts world.

Meng Buping's sword is as fast as lightning, he has never met an opponent in this world, and the sword is out of its sheath, so naturally he has never killed anyone.

However, the world only knows the result of this shocking battle. .seven

The moment the peach blossoms fell, Meng Buping's sword passed through the flowers, through the young master's chest, the tip of the sword was not stained with blood, but a bright red petal fell on it.

The people guarding outside the forest saw the back of Meng Buping going away with his sword in hand, and could only guess the brutality of this battle based on the fallen flowers and the figure lying in the bloody white pistils.

But the story in it, because the young man has passed away, no one knows it anymore.

"So Meng Buping won this battle?" Dabao came back to his senses, and hurriedly tore off the rag from his shoulders to wipe the water on the table.

"Hmm." He Laosan nodded in a daze. He talked for a long time, but what he wanted to express was obviously not the idea of ​​who would win and who would lose.

According to his reliable information, the young son of the Xue family once had a relationship with Meng Buping.

This story of an idiot complaining about a man and a woman has always been more attractive to spectators than the fights and killings in the Jianghu.

It's a pity, the first time he spoke this time, he met an idiot who didn't understand the style.

Let's listen to Dabao, he still breathed a sigh of relief and said: "It's okay, I said that Meng Buping will never lose."

He Laosan looked at Dabao holding a broom, eager to try, and couldn't help sighing, suddenly felt that the mung bean cake in his hand was no longer fragrant.

In the light group, He Laosan's mournful face towards Niu playing the piano made Yu Huaiyin feel funny.

He looked back at Dabao, and saw that he was scratching his head embarrassingly, "These are all your memories, do you mind if I read them?"

Dabao shook his head when he heard the words, he is not a young girl who has not left the court, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

It's just touching the scene, from here to there, in the sporadic memory, he hasn't done any bad things, but he hasn't done any good things that can be used as a talking point.

When he was about to die, he was still a bit useless, far less than a famous figure like Yu Huaiyin.

Embarrassed, he nodded again.

Seeing him, Yu Huaiyin shook his head and nodded, but he didn't know what it meant.

After walking a few steps forward, the scene in front of him changed again.

In the bustling market, in front of the powder shop, the hurried boy knocked down the little girl who was holding pearl powder in her hand.

The little girl saw that all the hard work she had put in for several nights was in vain, and her almond eyes were misty and reddish. She was so frightened that the escort took out all the silver on her body.

In the end, even the knife on his back was also presented.

Seeing how stupid he was, the little girl smiled through tears, and hurriedly said: "Enough is enough."

The bodyguard was fascinated by the smile on the corner of the girl's mouth, and he wanted to ask the little girl's name.

But the beauty was dragged away by the elder brother who came to find her, leaving the bodyguard in a daze, remembering what the little girl said just now.

"What's the use of your knife? It's not sharp enough for chopping wood, and it's heavy for cutting vegetables. Besides, you're carrying a knife. You should be from the Jianghu. I heard from my brother that the knife of the Jianghu people is their life. It is used to protect important people, how can it be easily given to others?"

These words were neither light nor heavy, and the tone was soft and gentle, but in the ears of the bodyguard, it was like a heavy hammer hitting his heart.

The knife in the hand is used to protect the important person, where is that person, why is it not the one just now.

Dabao took his younger sister home, only to find that the sun was shining today, and a foolish boy came to bring money.

How do you know, it's the red luan that moves with the stars, and the lovers are made by nature.

The muddled boy is a cunning fox who looks like a dog, and he cheated his treasure with a few coins.

Half an acre of barren land, a thatched cottage.

In the house, a pair of Bi people who are about to get married hug each other and talk.

A Luo stacked the newly embroidered wedding dresses neatly, and she sewed every stitch and thread by herself. The red silk that caught the eye was like sugar mixed with honey, so sweet that it made people feel tired.

Yuan Bai, on the other hand, handed over his saber, along with his life, to the girl who had glanced at him for ten thousand years.

There is nothing wrong with this situation.

However, when Yuan Bai's hand caressed A Luo's jet-black bun, that ink-like hair was soft and shiny. Although it was beautiful, it always felt that something was missing.

Zhu Chai, when his Aluo puts on her wedding dress, there should be a pearl hairpin inlaid with gold and jade on her head.

It just so happened that in the Escort, a business trip to Lingnan came recently.

In an extremely hot place, the heat is unbearable, and there are many poisonous insects, rats and ants. Many bodyguards are reluctant to go because they think the mountains are high and the waters are far away.

If he is willing to take the order, he only needs to walk for half a month and come back before the wedding date, and the hairpin will be there.

This scene was happened to be seen by Dabao standing outside the door.

On weekdays, although he likes the unrestrained and easy going of the people in the Jianghu, he cannot help but worry that the sword has no eyes, and he is afraid that Ah Luo will follow Yuan Bai to suffer hardships everywhere, so he looks down on this foolish brat.

But it doesn't matter whether he likes it or not. The important thing is that his younger sister fell in love with her at first sight, and often shouted, "Brother Yuan is a very good person, just like my brother. He is A Luo's hero."

Dabao's compliments to his younger sister are very useful, but unfortunately, after getting his sister's compliment, he is still on a par with Yuan Bai.

Moreover, Dabao feels that there is no similarity between them.

Thus, two completely different people noticed the gap in the girl's hair.

One escorted the escort far away to Lingnan, and the other moved the tea stall outside the city in order to save some rent.

Ten days later, Dabao went to Jinyuxuan and exchanged the money he had accumulated for a long time for a jade hairpin.

The hairpin is mainly made of gold, and the red jade on the head of the hairpin is carved with a lifelike red bird. Several girls who came to pick out jewelry thought this hairpin was tacky, but Dabao thought it was very festive.

If he hadn't been short of money, he originally wanted to buy a pair and use them as a dowry for A Luo, which would be perfect.

What's sad is that, as the wedding day approached, that boy Yuan Bai went on a long trip again. If this trip delays his good life, Dabao will definitely find him to settle the score.

Putting away the jade hairpin and putting it in his arms, Dabao went out of the city, thinking that after today, he put aside the business of the tea stall for the time being, and went to help A Luo tidy up half an acre of weedy fields.

Yuan Bai's strength is not bad, but a person who holds a knife all day may not be able to hold a hoe. When it comes to doing farm work, I am afraid that Meng Buping, the sword of the world, may not be able to compare with the one who faces the loess all day long and his back to the sky. farmer.

A copper pot, a few bowls of crude tea, the sun rises and sets, and soon it will be dusk.

Seeing that the city gate was about to close, Dabao added the last bowl of tea for the two pedestrians who were resting.

When he was about to clean up the tables and chairs, he suddenly saw two swordsmen rushing out from the path and walking towards him.

He invited the two to sit down, but the two swordsmen didn't drink tea or eat snacks, they just looked around.

A murderous aura spread, and Dabao was so frightened that the hand holding the teapot kept trembling.

Although the eyes of the two were not on him, the knife in their hands was shining with a cold light, and there were bloodstains on it, which made Dabao startled.

A crow in the woods not far away was startled by something, and flew away screaming.

Dabao sneaked a glance at the crows, always feeling that it was not a good omen.

"Brother, go and boil a pot of hot tea." One of the swordsmen said.

He moved his shoulders, and on the exposed back, there was a hideous scar, which was a fresh wound with blood scabs on it.

"Guest officer, wait a moment." Dabao turned and walked towards the stove, and suddenly heard a strange movement and exclamation from behind, it was actually the two swordsmen who killed the passers-by who came to rest at his tea stand just now.

At this time, the blood on the knife has not been wiped clean.

The two of them discussed that they should change into the clothes of passers-by, lest that person would come later and see through their disguise.

"Brother, why should you be so cautious? Meng Buping has great abilities. Now that he has been poisoned, he has lost most of his martial arts and even broke a leg. He is hunted down by all kinds of forces like a bereaved dog. You and my brother How can people be sneaky when they deal with such a person?"

The man with the scar on his back was dissatisfied with his brother's arrangement while taking off his clothes.

Judging from their appearance and stature, the two men have eight parts like each other, and both use steel knives as weapons.

It is Youqiumen, a bounty hunter who ranks in the sky.

The two brothers are known for their high martial arts skills and courage in the Jianghu.

The one who spoke just now was the younger brother of the two, named Bu Jianshui, although his martial arts are high, his mind is not very flexible.

It was my elder brother who answered, he was sinister and vicious, and his name was Bu Jianshan, "If you want to change it, you can change it, what are you talking about, since Meng Buping won the first prize at the Wudu Conference, and he beheaded Xue Qigong under the sword, there must be a His ability, from Wanchongling to Qixing Town, at least eight hundred miles, there are countless people who tried to kill him along the way, but they all told him to run away, you and I have to be careful."

"They are the two people embroidered on the lantern."

In the group of lights, Yu Huaiyin saw the faces of the two brothers clearly. He had seen the embroidered portraits of the two brothers before, and knew that these two brothers might be the key to help Dabao get rid of his obsession.

"Killed!" Dabao was startled, and hurriedly asked: "Why did the two guest officers kill two people who have never met?"

He was very scared, but he still wanted to ask clearly. He liked the stories in Jianghu, but all he heard were the dramas of benevolence and righteousness, and the words of love and righteousness.

But he forgot that in the rivers and lakes he longed for, in addition to eliminating violence and peace, there are also bloody storms.

Hearing Dabao's question, Bu Jianshui changed his clothes and glanced at the young man holding the teapot, his eyes were full of contempt and disdain.

He weighed the knife in his hand and said with a smile, "Brother, there is another one here."