Martial arts: Lin Shiyin’s meal at the beginning

One hundred and four sword gods, born by the sword, died for the sword

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Everyone’s eyes suddenly lit up.

The little lotus just showed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly had already stood up.

The one-piece swimsuit also perfectly reflects the proportions of Huang Rong.

The girl’s shyness at the moment is more like the stars in the sky, looming.

Attracting everyone’s attention can’t take away from her demeanor.

Huang Rong saw everyone’s eyes, and said generously in his heart.

“(ˉ▽ ̄~)Cut~~, this dress, it’s just that, but it’s quite cool to wear in summer.”

The hard-mouthed little Huang Rong’s body is very light and agile, and her beautiful posture is like a butterfly, and she suddenly arrives under the gazebo and comes to the front of everyone ~ people.

Along with it, there was a youthful and dreamy breath, which reminded Bai Wuxian of his previous life.

Beautiful youth in a past life – the school youth era.

Zhu Yuyan looked at the three daughters and couldn’t help but admire:

“These three clothes, even I can’t hold on to it.”

Bai Wuxuan’s heart jumped and he glanced at Zhu Yuyan.

I thought, what you said is very wrong!

So he hurriedly said:

“Rong’er, this dress is very suitable for you, the next time you soak in the hot spring, you can wear it to soak.”

Huang Rong’s face turned red, and she couldn’t help but speak:

“Is this necessary? Don’t you all…”

Immediately realizing that he had said the wrong thing, his little face turned red, and he immediately raised his head and said:

“Have you finished reading it! After reading it, I’ll go change my clothes! ”

After maintaining fearlessness for less than a few minutes, he finally couldn’t hold back at this moment.

Xiao Huang Rong announced the failure to quit and flew back to Lin Xian’er’s room.

Bai Wuxuan, who was watching, couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

The cool summer breeze blows, and the atmosphere in the White Garden is filled with a youthful and beautiful atmosphere

Bai Wuxian was immersed in this breath at this moment.

It’s like being drunk in it.

……

Outskirts.

A man walked slowly down the avenue.

The speed of walking was very slow, and it seemed that every step he took was seriously thought out by him.

The person next to him easily overtook him.

But the next moment, he suddenly appeared ten meters away, like a flash of sword qi in an instant.

He was dressed in white, and under the summer sun, he actually exuded a faint chill, which made people dare not approach.

It seems that if he gets closer, he will be pierced by the chill on his body.

Ahead, a gang of robbers seemed to be robbing.

The cries of women, the wanton laughter and insults of the robbers stopped in front of Ximen Chuixue.

A big man with a beard on the side of the road, saw someone coming, couldn’t help frowning, and shouted loudly:

“Get out of the way! I didn’t see our Black Dragon Gang running errands, and they dared to come up and find death?! ”

Ximen Chuixue was like a sharp sword, slowly and evenly continuing to walk along the avenue.

It seems that he did not see everything that was happening in front of him, nor did he hear the insults of the big man.

Because there is only one place in his heart: Xijing.

There is only one goal in mind: the Wine Sword Immortal.

Other than that, everything around him is not taken to heart.

Because he is an extremely focused person, so focused that he has no time to pay attention to things other than kendo.

It was also because of his concentration that he could become one of the few people in this world who really touched the true meaning of kendo.

Life is only for the sword, only for the sword to die.

Since his debut, he has not joined any jianghu forces, and he has hardly walked the rivers and lakes, and has been concentrating on sword training.

Therefore, although the name of Ximen Chuixue is spread on the rivers and lakes, not many people know what Ximen Chuixue looks like.

And the bandits of the Black Dragon Gang naturally don’t know Ximen Chuixue.

The big man of the Black Dragon Gang saw that Ximen Chuixue ignored him, laughed angrily, raised the long sword in his hand, and pointed at Ximen Chuixue.

The sword was still dripping with blood, and beside it was the corpse of a man, who seemed to be the victim of the convoy.

“You’re either blind, deaf, or fool!”

“It’s a pity, the next moment, you will become a dead person, and you will have a good birth in the next life!”

Ximen Chuixue finally stopped, raised his head, and looked coldly at the long sword in the hand of the big man with a pair of cold eyes.

The tone is cold and cold, with an endless chill:

“You also use a sword?”

The big man was startled, and then laughed:

“Hahaha, really a big fool! I’m dying, and I’m still concerned about what weapon I use. ”

Ximen Chuixue slowly pulled out his long sword, the tip of the sword facing downward, and did not move:

“You don’t deserve a sword.”

The big man suddenly felt that his neck was a little cold and a little itchy, touched his neck, and sneered:

“Tell me, why am I not worthy of a sword?”

As soon as the words fell, the big man’s eyes almost glared out.

What about the man just now?

The big man suddenly turned his head, and suddenly the heavens and the earth turned upside down!

Before he died, he saw that his body was still standing upright, but he had no head.

Behind him, a man in white held a long sword, standing proudly, seemingly never moving.

A drop of blood on the tip of the sword was blown off by the wind, floated over, and fell into the lips of the big man who gradually lost his blood.

Salty, rusty smell.

“This is, the smell of my own blood…”

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Consciousness dissipated, and the big man died completely.

Ximen Chuixue’s long sword was not put back into its scabbard, and he still walked forward firmly with a slow pace.

The people of the Black Dragon Gang finally discovered the anomaly here.

More than twenty big men, dressed in uniform black clothes with dragon patterns embroidered on their chests, instantly surrounded them.

The man at the head, seeing that the little brother was separated by the corpse, suddenly became angry and his eyes widened in anger:

“Find death! Get on together and kill him! ”

Ximen Chuixue remained motionless and said indifferently:

“None of you are worthy of a sword.”

After finishing his sentence, Ximen Chuixue was already standing on the other side of the road.

The sword was suddenly stained with a lot of blood, dripping down the river.

The leader of the Black Dragon Gang thought to himself, how could this person’s speed be so fast?

………….

Moreover, why did there suddenly be so much blood on his sword?

Plop, plop…

Like dominoes, the bandits of the Black Dragon Gang fell to the ground one after another, without making any sound before dying.

The leader also suddenly felt a warmth in his chest and looked down.

In the chest, a large hole appeared.

“His sword, how could it be so fast…

It’s just a pity that no one answered him.

The same did not make any shouts.

The leader of the Black Dragon Gang, a big master in the early stage of the second rate, died silently like this, very peacefully.

The caravan people who lived the rest of their lives saw this scene, trembling, and fell to their knees one after another, constantly kowtowing to the snow blowing snow towards the west gate:

“Thank you hero for coming to the rescue!”

As if he hadn’t heard the snow, Ximen took out a piece of white satin from his pocket.

Carefully wipe the blood on the sword, and then carefully put it back into the scabbard.

It was as if the sword was fragile glass that would shatter if you were not careful.

A very beautiful woman came over in disheveled clothes, with tears on her face, and bowed down:

“Thank you for the hero’s saving grace, dare to ask the name of the hero, there will be a generous reward in the future!”

Ximen Chuixue still kept his eyes on, as if no one around him existed, and still walked forward with a steady step.

The woman ran to Ximen Chuixue again and knelt down, offering a box of gold in both hands:

“Hero, if you don’t want to tell your name, you can take these things away, just a little bit of our heart.”

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