Women's First Swordsman [Transmigration Book]

The news of Prime Minister Wei's death caused a sensation in Jialan, and as soon as the Jianghu station newspaper came out, the mysterious young hero was in the limelight for a while.

On the list of chivalrous men, the name of Taxue has jumped from no one to No. 17. The eleventh to one hundred chivalrous men are all ranked according to their prestige in the world. Senior, prove your martial arts attainments.

However, most of the top ten knights are the heads and elders of various sects, with high prestige, profound skills, and each has its own unique skills.

If you come to challenge, it’s okay to lose, but it’s a shame, and the worst thing is that you lose face if you win. You have to be ridiculed for “bullying a senior who is a lot of age”, and you have to be chased by the disciples and grandchildren of the senior beat.

Among the ten heroes, only the top three rely on their strength to occupy this title, and they are in their prime of life, so they can't be regarded as old people.

However, these three have dominated the rankings for more than ten years and have not been replaced by others. The reason is: they can't beat them.

Mu Bai looked at Luo Wangchuan's name in the first place, and frowned slightly.

He has never seen Luo Wangchuan make a move so far, and he also wanted to test Jianchi's strength by accepting the reward order.

I'm afraid that the disparity in strength is too great, and I can't escape even if I run, and I will be caught by Luo Wangchuan.

"Xiaobai, what are you thinking about?" Huamei stretched out her hand to shake in front of him.

"Oh, it's okay." Mu Bai came back to his senses, and took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun, "I was just thinking, what kind of strength should the head of Luo be in the top spot for more than ten years?"

Huamei became interested, and tapped the second name on the list of knight-errants with her fingertips: "Nanfengyi, the master of the Chaosheng Pavilion, back then he came to the door to challenge with a piano. Duan. The Liufeng Huixue Sword only attacks but not defends, it focuses on breaking ten thousand spells with one sword, and any gaudy magic sound, when it comes to him, it's just a matter of one sword."

"..." The creases between Mubai's brows were almost wrinkled into rolls, "Is there no one who can beat Sect Master Luo that day?"

"That's not true." Huamei took a sip of tea and said with a smile, "This list of chivalrous men is full of well-known figures, and those seniors who have retired from the world are not included in this list. The former head, old man Baihe, his body should still be strong, but he has lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests these years and has not appeared in the rivers and lakes."

Mu Bai's brows and eyes moved, and he moved closer.

Huamei continued: "Ten years ago, Sect Master Luo was young, vigorous and crazy, and he uttered nonsense in front of the heads of various sects at the martial arts conference. It happened that the old man Baihe passed by and heard it, so he performed his lightness kung fu and flew in front of Sect Master Luo. With a flick of the fingers, he was given a brain break."

"Master Luo was so angry that he drew his sword on the spot and wanted to fight to the death with old man Baihe. But old man Baihe ignored him and left on his own. Sect master Luo chased him for two miles without catching up. Later he asked old man Baihe everywhere The whereabouts, and finally found him in a forest, but..."

"But what?"

"The old man Baihe never made a move from the beginning to the end, but Sect Leader Luo just couldn't beat him until he exhausted all his energy. There was no winner or loser in that competition, but anyone with a discerning eye could see it. It's not that Sect Leader Luo's skill is not deep enough, The key point is that Xuanhemen's lightness kung fu and agility are too restrained for his sword skills."

Mu Bai nodded thoughtfully: "One sword can break ten thousand spells, but if one sword can't cut it..."

Mu Bai decided to go to his good brother to learn Qinggong tonight.

Said Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, just as he had this idea, he raised his eyes and saw Ye Xing pushing a wheelchair into the teahouse.

Mubai's eyes lit up, he stood up and waved: "Okay... no, that, Mr. Su."

"You guys are here too." Jin Yi saw them, and walked over to the table, "Hey, have you heard? The old thief Wei was slaughtered. It's really heart-warming. Ye Xing and I brought the young master here to listen to Mr. Tea House's storytelling. .”

Huamei wondered, "How can you Wuti people have trouble with this old thief Wei?"

Jin Yi glanced back, leaned closer and whispered, "My son also has some issues with that old thief, it's hard to say exactly."

As soon as the words fell, Ye Xing pushed Su Mo over.

The wheelchair stopped by the table, facing the direction of the storyteller.

Mu Bai picked up two meat buns from his bowl, pulled a stool to sit beside Su Mo, and handed one over.

"Miss Qin, my son doesn't eat..."

Su Mo reached out to take it, and took a bite.

Jin Yi swallowed back the words "meat buns".

That's it.

Jin Yi thought: Your Highness is a picky eater, but since it was given by Miss Qin, it is not considered food.

Mu Bai turned around and said, "What's wrong?"

"it's okay no problem."

Su Mo chewed and finished a steamed stuffed bun slowly, glanced at Mubai, and asked softly, "Miss Xiaobai is also here to listen to the book?"

Just as the wonderful thing was being said, there was a burst of applause from the crowd.

Mu Bai said awkwardly: "Actually, I'm not very interested in this."

"Oh, really?" Su Mo took the handkerchief and wiped his oily fingers. "I'm quite interested."

Mu Baixin said, don't you know what the actual situation is?I also want to hear that Mr. Shu will add more oil and vinegar to explain it again.

However, due to his current identity as a woman, he couldn't open his mouth, so he just said: "I listened to it for a while, but it doesn't make much sense."

Su Mo smiled, noncommittal, and turned to the storyteller in the crowd.

The gentleman was talking about "Treading the snow and killing the yellow-browed monster", he closed his fan with a "snap", his eyebrows danced brightly: "The young man on the snow carried the head of the old thief Wei, went out with a smile on his face, and bumped into the yellow-browed monster head-on." Strange, his eyes widened immediately, and he shouted: "Old thief with yellow eyebrows, you have done a lot of evil, if you meet me today, it will be your death!""

Mubai: "..."

Su Mo raised his sleeves, covered his face and coughed twice, but couldn't hide the laughter in his voice: "I think this storyteller is very interesting."

Mu Bai clenched his fists and took a deep breath.

It doesn't matter, this paragraph is coming to an end, presumably there will be no such shameful lines again.

"...a pile of bones, a mess everywhere. In the rain of flowers and flowers, the young man turned and left: 'Remember my name——Taxue.'"

Mubai: "..."

It's finally over.

Just now, I heard this gentleman say so much that the buns in his hand are not fragrant.

Mu Bai stuffed the whole meat bun into his mouth, and just after taking a bite, he saw Su Mo take out an ingot of gold from his cuff and put it on the table.

Ye Xing immediately understood, brought the gold ingot to the front and said, "Sir, my son came late, and I only listened to half of it. I wonder if you can explain it again."

Mu Bai choked.

He puffed up his cheeks and turned around to look for water. The husband had already collected the money and started to speak again.

Perhaps the price offered was too high, and this time the storyteller spoke extraordinarily hard.

He raised his fan, put his fingers together and pointed forward, and put on the posture of singing: "The young hero who stepped on the snow kicked open the door of that old thief Wei, and shouted: 'You dog thief! Take your life! !Whoa ya ya ya—'"

There was a play behind it.

Even though Su Mo tried his best to restrain himself, he didn't bend over with a smile.

Mubai wished he could find a crack in the ground to get in, his face was flushed, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore, he reached out and grabbed Su Mo and shook him twice: "Don't laugh..."

"Do not laugh!"

"Okay, okay, I won't laugh." Su Mo slowed down, and said seriously, "Young Snow Walker broke into the Prime Minister's Mansion at night, it was really very brave."

After being serious for two seconds, seeing Mu Bai's flushed face, he couldn't hold it back, and quickly raised his sleeve to cover his face, pretending that he wasn't smiling.

Mu Bai couldn't bear it anymore, flicked his sleeves, turned around and left the teahouse.

Today, the market in Lingyundu is busier than usual, many stalls have been newly installed, and colorful lanterns are hung on the eaves of shops along the street, as if welcoming some festival.

Mu Bai walked aimlessly for a while, and stopped in front of a booth.

He took off the white thin silk scarf hanging on the rack and asked the vendor, "How much is this?"

"Girl has a good eye, this one..." The vendor stretched out two fingers, "Two copper coins."

so cheap?

Mu Bai finally realized that the lion opened his mouth last time.

He took out two copper coins and handed them to the vendor, and wrapped a brand new white silk scarf around his neck.

"The girl is really refreshing." The vendor smiled and said, "Would you like to pick something else? The hairpins and earrings here are all the latest styles from Jialan. The Qiqiao Festival is coming soon, and the girls and boys in Lingyundu will go out to see the lanterns that day. , Fireworks, the girl will also meet her lover that day, right? Why don’t you dress up well?”

Mu Bai looked at the sachets and lanterns all over the street, and he understood.

"I have no beau."

"No way?" The peddler was amazed, "The girl looks so good, the people chasing you must go from Lingyundu to the capital?"

Mu Bai shook his head, turned around and was about to leave, when he bumped into Su Mo pushing the wheelchair.

He didn't want to talk to Su Mo at first, but seeing Su Mo alone, Jin Yi Ye Xing didn't follow, so after thinking about it, he walked over.

"What about them?"

Su Mo shook his head: "I told them not to follow."

"Why?" Mu Bai put his hand on the back of his wheelchair, "How inconvenient is it for you to push this by yourself?"

Su Mo smiled, and his eyes fell on Mu Bai's neck: "Who gave it to you? You have a good eye."

Mu Bai was stunned: "No one gave it to me, I bought it myself."

He pushed the wheelchair and took two steps back, and suddenly understood.

He said again: "No, it's too hot today, and I'm not you, so I can't suffocate to death with such a thick cloth."

Su Mo: "Oh."

"And that one is so expensive, if it gets dirty...my one is only two coppers, if it's dirty, just throw it away and replace it with a new one."

Su Mo: "Oh, that's how it is."

Mubai gave up: "I just want to say... It's not that I don't like the one you gave me. After two months of autumn and the weather is cold, I will definitely wear it."

Su Mo nodded, but still said nothing.

Mu Bai looked at the lanterns all over the street, suddenly his head felt hot, and he blurted out, "Do you have an appointment on Qiqiao Festival?"

"no, what happened?"

"I heard that there were lanterns and fireworks that day."

Su Mo chuckled, and looked up at him: "So, Miss Bai is asking me out?"

Mubai: "..."

"No, what are you thinking? I'll just ask, and I don't have an appointment, that's not what I meant..."

"Okay, okay." Su Mo stopped him and said with a smile, "I will definitely come that day."