[Comprehensive] Ask the wine fairy

A single sword involves the four major martial arts. If it is said that this is not Dong Xiangyan's handwriting, no one else will believe it!

It must be known that in the past two years, the name of the sword master has already surpassed many swordsmiths in the world, ranking first.

Click on the title of Sword Master, Ya Ya will overwhelm countless casters under the world with the word "Master", and achieve Dong Xiangyan Wushuang's prestige!

When mentioning "sword", everyone's first reaction is definitely not the swordsman Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue, but the sword master Dong Xiangyan!

Therefore, when Gong Jiu mentions that he made a sword specially for Ye Gucheng, it is conceivable that those who covet this sword will become powerful if they are big, and personal if they are small. All of these mean that Dong Xiangyan will definitely be in trouble in the near future. Unless he delivers this sword to Ye Gucheng and gets the protection of Baiyun City, otherwise...

"You are afraid that you will be entangled to death."

Gong Jiu said firmly.

Dong Xiangyan's face was covered with a layer of moonlight under the night, and she just smiled when she heard the words, as if she knew it well.

Seeing this, Gong Jiu stopped talking, and instead mentioned some small details encountered in the past seven days to make up for Dong Xiangyan's grasp of the whole matter.

Unknowingly, on the treetops of the moon, the two went back to their rooms to rest after drinking and eating. Early the next morning, Gong Jiu, who got up to wash up, learned that Dong Xiangyan was no longer in the room from the servant girl of the palace. .

Gong Jiu said to himself: "What is that guy trying to find out?"

Although curious, he was patient enough to wait until Dong Xiangyan revealed the whole matter.

However, at this time, Dong Xiangyan had also arrived at the mansion of the Snake King, the mansion that had been completely burned down by a fire.

Others were jealous of the inexplicable fire here, and all avoided it, so when Dong Xiangyan arrived, not only was there no one around, there was not even a stray cat.

"It's too desolate."

Dong Xiangyan looked around, shook his head, with a sword on his back and sleeves rolled up in his hands, he strode into the burnt down house.

Some of the good wood has been picked up by the neighbors for firewood and firewood, and the rest is black scum, black charcoal that shatters into foam when the soles of the feet are stepped on.

He compared the distance in this pile of dark ruins. After a while, he drew a few imaginary lines with tree branches. From the perspective from above, he would find that this was the design between the houses in the hospital. .

It seems that the dormitory is outlined, the wing rooms on the left and right sides, the corridor, the courtyard, and finally the study room, the approximate range is drawn with simple lines.

After everything was done, Dong Xiangyan straightened up and looked around, smiled slightly, selected the place in the study room and began to move bricks and tiles, after a lot of tossing and turning, he finally discovered that one of the floor tiles was unusual.

Putting his finger on it and knocking, there was indeed some deep echo. Just when he wanted to do something but didn't have time to do it, two darts shot out of the sky. After rubbing against the ground for a long distance, the palm of the hand that was exerting force was already pitch black, but compared to these, the two small knives stuck into the ground at their original positions were the real threat!

After Dong Xiangyan got up, he glanced around coldly. The knife was a knife from a blacksmith's shop for a tael of silver, and there was no trace on it.

But when he saw this knife, he thought of someone unexpectedly.

The famous player in the world, Xiao Li Feidao!

Speaking of which, since the last time we met, Li Xun Huan never had the chance to get back the drink that he owed him.

After thinking about it, this open place is indeed a very good place to intercept and kill, like the quiet alley entrance, one, two, a gentle and slow footsteps gradually reveal the figure.

With pale hair and a stooped body, Dong Xiangyan could tell from just one glance that she was indeed an old man.

She has never changed her face, never learned bone shrinkage skills, and her palms are full of years of wind and frost. The basket on her arm even contains the eggs that she took out for sale this morning, but it seems to have a good meaning. There are still eggs in the basket that she specially left Move down the two used for other purposes.

what is it then?

Is it your birthday?Or make up for the grandson?Or someone in the family is sick and needs to crack two eggs to make some egg soup?

There are so many possibilities that Dong Xiangyan can't let her die in this place.

Seeing that the killer who aimed at him pulled the bowstring, not a small knife for sneak attack, but an open and honest siege, he knew that this old man must be put on the list of extermination.

"Old man! Take a shortcut and don't come to such an ominous place!"

In the stunned sight of the old woman, Dong Xiangyan suddenly appeared in front of her, blocking the force of the arrow, and her arm was cut by this. But even so, he still had the leisure to make fun of this ordinary old woman.

It's just that the old man was so shocked that he couldn't speak a word.

Dong Xiangyan sighed lonely, "I'm sorry," and then he picked her up and ran away!

"I won't accompany you, my uncle! Remember to show your face when you kill each other!"

Following the coquettish walk all the way, he stuffed himself into a blind corner and put the old man down, turning around and going back.

At this moment, a hand grabbed his sleeve, and a deep, hoarse voice sounded.

The old man: "Sword Pointer is indeed a kind person."

Dong Xiangyan's eyes tightened, and the secret thought was not good. The next moment, she threw the basket with eggs aside, and replaced it with two daggers drawn from her sleeves.

The dagger is sharp, it can fight and hide, when it is hidden, it is as inconspicuous as a hairpin, but when it shows its sharpness, it is like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, it is impossible to guard against!

"It's careless!"

Dong Xiangyan retreated again, and this retreat directly exposed himself to the rain of arrows, but there was an old man in front of him ready to go, as if he was willing to take his life even if he was willing to give up his own life.

No matter how you look at this scene, it makes people shudder!

His face sank, and Dong Xiangyan's crimson qi began to emerge from between his palms. The internal force cultivated to the extreme naturally broke through the boundary of heaven and earth aura, forming his own inner mansion, and the purple qi was naturally formed. This protective qi was exactly what he usually deliberately put away , but it is his indispensable means of defense.

When the gang qi is together, it is more powerful than the body-protecting true qi, which is enough to protect him from the chaos of arrows.

But after all the calculations, neither Dong Xiangyan nor the people behind the scenes thought that a figure in white appeared out of nowhere.

Dong Xiangyan lost the cloth-wrapped sword behind his back, and it fell into the opponent's hand as if looking for a sword master. The opponent's palm turned, and the slender hands that seemed to be born to hold a sword were clenched tightly.

The sword energy is like a rainbow, piercing the sky to condense the rain.

Like a white horse leaping across the sky!Like a shooting star across Qiongyu!It's like a flash of light is fleeting!

I can't describe it, I can't describe it, I just feel that my eyes have become decorations, and I feel that the person who uses the sword may have stepped into the immortal way.

With just one sword, thousands of arrows are broken, the tail feathers fall, and the sharpness is gone, the peerless swordsman.

The old woman took a quick breath and hurriedly planned to make another move, but she was slow, not slowing down the time, but slowing down this person.

The sword that everyone was fighting for once again drew a round arc in the air, and together with the flying skirt, it stopped in the old woman's throat without anyone reacting.

At this time, a drop of water had just dripped from the eaves.

Cold sweat broke out on the old woman's forehead, and she said dryly in the voice that had just deceived Dong Xiangyan: "Ye Gucheng!"

The person who came was none other than Ye Gucheng, the Lord of Baiyun who came here to show respect and solve troubles for Dong Xiangyan himself!

There was no trace of warmth in his cold eyes, to be precise, the temperature rose only when it fell on the sword body.

Ye Gucheng said to Dong Xiangyan, "Very good."

Being praised, Dong Xiangyan was not at all happy about being praised. He rubbed his hands to remove the heat from his palms to hide his true mood.

"It came just in time."

After Ye Gucheng came, he retreated to the second line spontaneously, and now he is standing up from a squatting position.

Only by standing up can the two sides see the difference.

Dong Xiangyan's plain blue clothes, the material is not good, but the color is really resistant to dirt. He has been tossing around in the ruins for so long before, and there are only a few ashes on the black boots and hem In addition, the hands are quite dirty, which can still be seen elsewhere.

In contrast, Ye Gucheng, who is dressed in white and looks dignified, looks out of place in this place.

Nothing here can compare with the things on Baiyun City Lord's body, and it is easy to get dirty with his things.

Ye Gucheng said calmly: "You left the customs early."

Is this explaining?East facing Yansi, the corners of his mouth curled up, his composure implied complacency.

"There were several bursts of inspiration along the way."

Ye Gucheng nodded lightly, "It's a good sword!" He looks very handsome when he is serious, and his amber eyes clearly have blood from outside the region, but it makes him different from ordinary people.

Dong Xiangyan said: "Of course the things I produce are good." At the same time, he recorded this scene without any trace. It was a little strange that Ye Gucheng would have such an expression.

You must know that although Ye Gucheng has lost his heavy burden after death, he also seems to have a piece of emptiness in himself, giving people a sense of crisis at any time... If you don't pay close attention to it, you will disappear inexplicably.

But what about Ye Gucheng?

It seems that it has become easier to get close to him, and it seems that when you get close to him, you don't need to be afraid of him flying away. Although he is also imposing and extraordinary, in Dong Xiangyan's view, this may be his charm.

"Master Baiyun, Ye Gucheng." He finished speaking seriously, and said in front of Ye Gucheng, "Under what circumstances would you seek death?"

The author has something to say:

Regarding the question about my cousin, I have replied many times before, but it seems that everyone does not like to read comments, so I will explain it in my words.

China is very big, and there are many differences in regions. For example, grandma and grandma in the north, and grandma and grandma in the south.

Regarding the issue of cousins ​​and cousins, in some areas in the north, there is no such name as Tang, only Biao, or they are called by name directly or Brother, do you know now?

The name of this article is based on the author's own habits, and I am also a seniority, so let's see.