I'm just a local tyrant [Comprehensive martial arts]

In Ximen Lanxing's big move, just when he yelled the word "brother", Ximen Chuuxue had already thrown the sword in his left hand into his right hand, and then kicked out directly with Qinggong.

Ximen Chuuxue was very familiar with this 'call for help'.

He could even judge Ximen Lanxing's current condition from the tone of the same sentence.

If the last "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" was a bit vain, then there was probably some unknown danger, and most of the time it was Ximen Lanxing scaring himself.For example, when I met an altar in Saibei, Ximen Lanxing thought he had seen a ghost, and when he called for help, the ending sound was very weak.

Facts have proved that it was just some people playing tricks, how could there really be ghosts.

If the phrase "Help" is called calmly, it means that the current situation is under control, and there will be no danger to life, but you still have to go and have a look, so as not to be locked in a tunnel like in Hangzhou, and you can't fight. open the door.

But today’s sentence of “help” obviously means that he has encountered a strong enemy. Ximen Lanxing’s voice is full of energy, with three points of eagerness, three points of excitement, two points of nervousness, and two points of urgency. The pie chart mentioned.

Ye Gucheng's movements slowed down a bit, he was not that familiar with Ximen Lanxing's yelling, and he didn't realize it until he heard the whole sentence including the following "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

It stands to reason that Ximen Lanxing called 'brother', so Ye Gucheng shouldn't care about it.

But Ye Gucheng had already recognized Ximen Lanxing as his younger brother, and if something happened to Ximen Lanxing, it would happen in Baiyun City. As a city lord, he couldn't bear it at all.Ever since, Ye Gucheng also flew out of the city lord's mansion with the unsheathed Feihong sword in his right hand.

The martial arts of these two peerless swordsmen were originally on par, if Ximen Chuuxue went out one step faster, he would naturally land one step faster.

It is only one step.

Ximen Chuuxue had just landed in front of Ximen Lanxing, holding a sword in one hand, before he could say anything, Ye Gucheng landed beside him, also holding a sword in one hand in a protective posture.

Wang Lianhua: ...

Wang Lianhua looked at the two of them, they were also dressed in white.

The cloth used for Ye Gucheng's clothes is the work of a Yi tribe in the South China Sea.It takes ten beautiful women of the Yi nationality to weave together for three months to weave a piece of cloth.And the cutting of the clothes can also be seen that it took many years of skill to make this batch of cloth into this dress.

The clothes are embroidered with dark patterns, and cranes and white clouds can be seen faintly in the sun.

Ximen Chuuxue's clothes looked much ordinary at first glance.It seemed to be an ordinary piece of cloth, simply cut it casually, and put it on, without any special features.

Wang Lianhua naturally recognized these two people.

Ximen Chuuxue, he met at the Suzhou pier.Ye Gucheng, he has been in Baiyun City for so many days, so he has met more than once.So Wang Lianhua was able to tell who these two swordsmen were.

As the owner of Baiyun City, it is not strange to be able to wear clothes made of precious cloth from the South China Sea, but as the owner of Wanmei Villa, wearing such an ordinary white dress is a very special thing in itself.

Even if Ximen Chuuxue doesn't care much about foreign objects and keeps everything simple, with Ximen Lanxing's character, it is absolutely impossible for his brother to wear a piece of clothing that is worthless.

So Wang Lianhua observed more carefully.

That's right, the material of the clothes is extremely ordinary and has no distinctive features.

This tailored version is even more ordinary, and even has many flaws.If it wasn't for Ximen Chuuxue wearing this dress, she would probably be dressed baggy and completely out of shape if she changed it casually.

Embroiderer...

There are no bright or dark patterns on this dress, just a white dress.

What's so special about it?

Wang Lianhua looked left and right, but she couldn't see anything special about this white dress, it looked like a piece of clothing that anyone could afford to wear.

Could it be...

Wang Lianhua closed her fan and dragged it on her chin, "How much does this dress cost?"

"50 cash for a long gown, plus underwear lining, one or two for a complete set." Ximen Lanxing hid behind the two elder brothers, put his feet on his feet, and answered with his head poking his head from the gap between their shoulders.

"How long will it take?"

"one day."

"How many people are needed?"

"one person."

"One piece of clothing per person per day?"

"Well, in theory. But with the technology of the assembly line, ten people should produce twenty or thirty pieces a day, and it can be faster if you are more proficient."

Wang Lianhua raised the corners of her lips.

It turns out that this is what makes this dress so special.

These clothes are so common that ordinary people can afford them.

It is so common that it can be manufactured with the least amount of manpower and material resources.

Common enough that everyone can afford clothes.

"Assembly line, the technology you mentioned?" Wang Lianhua continued to ask.

Ximen Lanxing nodded.

"The loom, did you change it?"

Ximen Lanxing nodded again.

"This is a great achievement, a great contribution to the world, and a great contribution to the world."

A proud Wang Lianhua clapped her hands at Ximen Lanxing and bent her waist.

Ximen Chuuxue stood upright, his whole body was full of energy, and he was proud even with his sword aura.

And Ye Gucheng turned his head to look at Ximen Lanxing, and some emotions that Ximen Lanxing could not understand flashed in his eyes.

"I like you more, come with me." Wang Lianhua opened her fan again, as if the serious person just now had never existed, and it turned out to be Mr. Thousand Faces.

"No, no, no, I won't leave, brother protect me!" Ximen Lanxing shook his head again and again, holding the hanging sleeve of a brother with his left hand and right hand respectively.

Wang Lianhua blinked, and suddenly understood something, he raised the corner of his lips, "I forgot to ask, why are you Ximen Lanxing and this Baiyun City Lord also brothers?"

Ximen Lanxing: ...

"I originally thought that even if Ximen Chuuxue came, with my ability, I should be able to take you away. Even if I can't take you away this time, as long as I follow you for a few days, I will always find a chance to do it." Wang Lianhua was very calm , He is also very confident in his martial arts and miscellaneous studies.

Even if he can't win, he can disguise himself and prescribe drugs. When Wang Lianhua was still the son of a thousand faces, he never cared about the means he used.

"However, I really didn't expect that when you called brother, you actually called two people. This is a bit difficult."

Wang Lianhua said it was difficult, but her tone was light.

He has already smelled the familiar smell of the Shura field, how interesting it is to tease him again.

Lu Xiaofeng looked left and right, and felt that his heart was already in the same camp as Wang Lianhua, at least they were in the same boat when it came to watching dramas.

"Senior Wang, since you came to Feixian Island, my Baiyun City has not treated you badly. But you want to take away my brother Ye Gucheng in my Baiyun City, so don't blame my sword for showing no mercy." Ye Gucheng raised his long sword and pointed it at Wang Lianhua, "This sword belongs to the elite of overseas cold swords. The blade is three feet and three feet, and the net weight is six catties and four taels. Senior, be careful."

Wang Lianhua let out an "Oh!", the fan covered the lower half of her face, she looked like she was scared, but her eyes were full of smiles.Wang Lianhua looked at Ximen Chuixue, "Tsk tsk, so Ximen Lanxing is Ye Gucheng's younger brother."

Ximen Chuuxue didn't like to talk too much, so he swung his sword directly, and the sword energy swept across Wang Lianhua's face, without hurting Wang Lianhua, but left a scratch on the wall behind him.

"This sword is the sharpest weapon in the world. The blade is three feet and seven inches, and the net weight is seven catties and 13 taels. My brother! I made it myself!"

Wang Lianhua shook her fan, "Why do I seem to hear stressed syllables?"

The expressions of Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng remained unchanged.

With the sword already in hand, all that remains is victory.

Tsk tsk tsk, Wang Lianhua couldn't help feeling emotional.What he hates the most is this kind of person who enters the state as soon as the battle starts, and there is no chance to provoke him with words.

Rao Wang Lianhua, being pointed at by such two peerless swordsmen, felt that if she didn't pay attention, she might be here.

Wang Lianhua sighed, a little bit reconciled, but he didn't express his emotions on the surface.

"Xiao Lanxing, do you think you are the only one with the big move?"

"You know, back then, I was known as the son of a thousand faces without leaving any plans."

Wang Lianhua's words made the two swordsmen hold their swords a little tighter, Huamanlou's Liuyunfei sleeves were pulled out to block Ximen Lanxing's body, and Lu Xiaofeng rubbed his fingers involuntarily.

"Shen Lang! If you don't come out again, I will tell Zhu Qiqi about your hidden money!"

Shen Lang fell off the wall with a somersault.

Obviously he was nearby, but none of the people present noticed.

On the one hand, Wang Lianhua really attracted everyone's attention, and on the other hand, it was naturally because Shen Lang's martial arts had reached a level of perfection, surpassing the level of everyone present.

With the appearance of Shen Lang, Ximen Lanxing finally figured out who couldn't hold back the "puchi" and added a "sound effect" when he complained about Wang Lianhua just now.

"Wang Lianhua, Wang Lianhua, this is the money I need to buy wine, so you can keep it for me." Shen Lang stroked the back of his head with a hearty smile and walked a few steps forward, facing the two magical weapons .

"Ximen Chuuxue, long time no see." Shen Lang looked at Ximen Chuuxue with satisfaction.

Just as he expected, the boy who said 'brother will cry' and refused to be a teacher has grown up and become a swordsman not to be underestimated.

Ximen Chuuxue's sword energy was extremely sharp, as if it could cut everything, but it was protecting the young man behind him.

"What are you feeling, as if Ximen Chuuxue was taught so successfully by you." Wang Lianhua got angry when she saw Shen Lang, she actually watched her own joke on the wall for so long, and she had to call him to show up !

"Brother Lianhua, haven't you been rejected too? Let's not laugh at fifty steps, right?" Shen Lang glanced at Ximen Lanxing, who protruded most of his body from Ximen Chuuxue's side, and even more I am satisfied.

"Ximen Chuuxue, now that your younger brother has grown up, you can't refuse me by going home to take care of your younger brother, right?"

Shen Lang didn't wait for Lu Xiaofeng to start talking from the word 'refused', before continuing.

"Although you have already found your own way of swordsmanship, you don't need to be taught in this aspect. But in terms of overall martial arts experience, I feel that I can still be a master for you."

Ximen Chuuxue still simply and directly refused without hesitation.

Shen Lang, who was rejected twice by the same person, let out a long sigh,

"What's the reason this time?"

Ximen Chuuxue glanced at Ye Gucheng calmly, with fear in his eyes, and replied,

"My brother will be kidnapped."

Shen Lang paused, and bumped into Wang Lianhua who was walking behind him. Taking advantage of the situation, he put one arm on Wang Lianhua's shoulder and hung it on Wang Lianhua's body.

"Hold on, hold on, I'm about to spurt out a mouthful of old blood, it may be an internal injury."

Wang Lianhua snorted coldly,

"Hmph, you say I have fifty steps? You, who were rejected twice, are indeed one hundred steps."

The author has something to say:

What is the relationship between fifty and one hundred?

100=50*2 chant

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Shen Lang: It's too difficult for me.

Wang Lianhua: I'm fine, I'm fine again.

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The next chapter will be about the big plot of this map~

To give the system a sense of presence, let the system issue a task~ hehehe