I am the empress, you still tell me to run away?

Mr. Qianli looked at Lin Xuan under the grape trellis, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Night, for other people, there may be some night blindness that makes them inconvenient, but it has no effect on him.

Therefore, as soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw Lin Xuan sitting under the grape arbor drinking calmly.

With the sword in front of his eyes but unable to use the sword control technique, Mr. Qianli felt a bit tricky.

However, his real hole card is not limited to the skill of controlling swords.

On the contrary, it is only because there are too few people in this world worthy of him holding a sword to kill that he has been using the sword control technique.

Lin Xuan was also there, and he didn't run away because of his arrival, just deal with it later.

Hey, this wine is very fragrant!

It really deserves to be the Le Xianhou who dedicated papermaking skills, should it be the royal bar bestowed by the empress?

It's just that Lin Xuan is too calm?

Also, there is a wooden sword on the table, are you underestimating him?

Or is there a master around here?

Something is wrong!

has a problem!

Mr. Qianli smiled.

It's all here, let's take a look first.

If there is an opponent that he can kill with a sword in his own hand, it would be a good thing to do with a sword.

"Is this sword yours?"

Lin Xuan panicked, really panicked!

This is a master that has never been seen before, floating in lightly without making the slightest sound.

Thinking back again, the sword he accidentally cut while swinging the sword was obviously a flying sword, otherwise how could it feel lighter than a feather in his hand?

Flying swords, thousands of miles away, take people's heads.

It was pure luck that he used the wooden sword sent by the system to knock the flying sword away.

But if you use a famous forged sword to slash, can you knock it into the air?

Or will your own sword break?

Thinking of this, I really have to thank the system.

In addition, this person may not be very good at Yujian. After he hit the flying sword, he couldn't let the flying sword fly again. Even I have to come here in person to explain the problem.

It's just that when he participated in the production of the game, most of the pages focused on historical wars and dynasty changes, and Jianghu was not in the category at all.

There is also the ability to control the sword, so this belongs to cultivating immortals, right?

"Fuck!"

Lin Xuan suddenly remembered that when developing the game, a colleague said: "Let's expand the gameplay of the rivers and lakes in the game a little bit more. If you take the lead and sweep away thousands of troops, there are all the gameplays of Real Wushuang. If the rivers and lakes are not Expand it, it’s hard to support the entire game world.”

"As for the code, don't worry about it. I found some left over from the old version here. It can still be used after debugging."

"..."

special!

It turned out that the culprit was by his side!

The memory became clearer, and Lin Xuan didn't know what to say.

Because the basic code of their game does not know how many versions of the game are installed, and God knows what functions are hidden in it.

In this way, no one can be sure how much overlap there is in the set rules between the world he actually travels to and the game he participated in designing.

In addition to these, Lin Xuan thought of the settings of various film and television dramas and novels. To be able to reach the level of Yujian, from the perspective of martial arts, at least it must be superior to innate.

From the perspective of Xianxia, ​​Lin Xuan felt that he didn't have to think about resisting at all.

That's not right. In the TV series I watched before, there is Zuo Qianhu, who is a master of martial arts. He never cares whether his opponent is a demon, a demon, a demon or an immortal. He can go up and chop with a knife in his hand.

Also, since he came to this world, he has never heard of any legends about immortals and demons, and even such things as auspiciousness have never appeared once in the Daqian court.

It can be seen that the opponent in front of him is at least one person.

If you are human, you will die!

Thinking of this, Lin Xuan simply sat down under the grape arbor.

He has practiced "Basic Swordsmanship", and he has also learned how to pretend to be a great master as a mortal, and he is extremely proficient.

Under the dark night, sitting under the grape trellis and drinking, one is to test the opponent, and the other is to gamble.

The test is whether the opponent can ignore the darkness and find him in the first place.

There is no doubt that the opponent has done it and is the best of the best.

The second bet is that anyone who can hold a sword likes wine.

Lin Xuan didn't know how the people in this world were. At least in the world he traveled to, Yu Jian didn't drink, so he felt a little lacking in style.

The jug of good wine on the table right now is for the other party.

There is another gamble, which is to gamble on the pride of the master.

Thinking that the world is invincible and that everything is under control, then more or less will sit down, admire the appearance of the dying person, drink some wine, and then kill.

Of course, it's okay not to drink.

Then go draw your sword.

One step forward, one step back, this master will die.

As for Lin Xuan, what he has to do is to keep absolute calm, maintain his illusion of a great master, make the other party afraid, and drag it until the other party dies from poison.

"People who are about to die don't need to ask so many questions."

Mr. Qianli smiled coldly and walked towards Lin Xuan unhurriedly.

"Ha, is it?"

Lin Xuan smiled faintly, picked up the remaining half glass of wine in front of him, and drank it down in one gulp.

Then, Lin Xuan picked up the jug again, poured himself a glass and poured a glass for Mr. Qianli in a leisurely manner.

"Well, at least tell me, who are you?"

"Hahaha!"

Mr. Qianli stopped in his tracks and laughed heartily.

"Young man, you are a great master, and you are not bad at acting. Even the old man was almost deceived, but you should never have put a wooden sword on the table."

"Even if you want to act, Lin Xuan, you must at least bring out a decent famous sword!"

"..."

"I have a famous sword, but to kill you, a wooden sword is enough." Lin Xuan put down the jug, his figure did not waver at all, but said lightly: "My sword will not kill unknown people, tell me now your name."

"Okay!" Mr. Qianli came to Lin Xuan and looked at the wine on the table. He was really greedy, so he didn't do anything until now, "I will make an exception for your courage and tell you that the one who kills you is Mr. Qianli!" .”

"In this arena, there are not many people who can know that I, Mr. Qianli, killed them before they die. You are the first."

"When you get to the ground, you are proud enough!"

across the table.

Killing Lin Xuan at this distance is nothing more than picking something out of a pocket.

However, the grand master's aura on Lin Xuan didn't affect him at all, instead he took the fine wine on the table unhurriedly.

"Mr. Qianli? Thousands of miles away, taking someone's head is like picking something out of a bag, not bad."

"Before you die, please drink a glass of farewell wine."

Lin Xuan grabbed the wine glass, but it was empty.

Because the wine glass he was about to take had already been held by Mr. Qianli.

Mr. Qianli sniffed the wine carefully, took a small sip with satisfaction, and drank it all in one gulp: "Good wine!"

For Lin Xuan's careful thinking, Mr. Qianli could see clearly.

I'm afraid that in the glass of wine prepared for him, the bottom of the glass must have been smeared with poison!

After all, Lin Xuan had already drank a lot of such fine wine while sitting under the grape trellis. If he wanted to poison him, it would be best to make a fuss on the wine glass.

However, something that surprised Mr. Qianli happened again.

Lin Xuan didn't drink the wine in front of him, instead he shook his head, and took the wine glass directly opposite, his expression remained calm, and the grand master's demeanor remained undiminished.

"Good boy, I, Mr. Qianli, underestimated you!"

Mr. Qianli snatched away the remaining glass of wine and drank it down.

At least judging from the scene in front of him, Lin Xuan was going to die, so there was no need to take the remaining poisonous glass. It can only be said that this wine was not poisonous in the first place, and he was too cautious.

What's more, Mr. Qianli's murder with a sword was originally a temporary plan, Lin Xuan couldn't have thought of so much.

"It seems that you like this wine very much. If you like it, drink more. When you die, you won't be able to drink it."

Lin Xuan sat watching Mr. Qianli in the dark, his expression remained indifferent, and he didn't even glance at the wooden sword on the table.

"Hahaha, boy, you are so arrogant!" Mr. Qianli smiled, "For the sake of this fine wine, I will let you live a little longer."

He completely let go, grabbed the wine jug and poured out one cup after another, drinking the fine wine freely.

Almost in a very short time, Mr. Qianli drank the wine in the jug.

After all, this is just a small wine jug, and there is a limited amount of fine wine in it.

"Have you finished drinking?"

Lin Xuan stood up, flicked his sleeves, and the wooden sword was already in his hand.

The movements are natural, flowing and flowing, quite natural, and there are even some suppressing swords.

Seeing this scene, Mr. Qianli was stunned. He never thought that Lin Xuan was really a swordsman, so he just attacked Lin Xuan. Given time, Lin Xuan may not be able to become famous in the world of swordsmanship.

"Draw your sword, I will kill you with just one sword."

Lin Xuan carried the wooden sword and walked to the open space in the middle of the courtyard. A gentle breeze blew his robe slightly, making Lin Xuan look like an exiled immortal standing under the moon.

This is the sword holding in "Basic Swordsmanship", a must for pretending to be aggressive!

"Hahaha!"

Mr. Qianli put down the flagon and laughed loudly again, not at all worried about alarming the nearby residents.

After all, those masters in charge of guarding Yongle Lane have already been brought down by him, and they won't wake up unless they sleep until the sun rises.

Here, the most interesting thing is that despite Lin Xuan's young age, he is so able to pretend to be aggressive, finishing all the lines he wants to say.

Mr. Qianli walked to Feijian and tried to control the sword again, but unexpectedly found that Feijian still had no contact with him.

This forced him to break the rule of killing without holding a sword.

Forget it, this kid is so interesting, and he is Le Xianhou who dedicated his papermaking skills, so he is worthy of holding a sword.

"Boy, you are the first person I killed with a sword."

"If this spreads to the rivers and lakes, your name will definitely be remembered by countless people, so be proud!"

"As for what you've been planning, the old man also knows that you want to wait for the masters guarding Yongle Lane to find out what happened here? The old man told you clearly that they won't come. If they don't sleep until tomorrow, they won't wake up."

"So, your strategy of delaying time is useless at all."

Mr. Qianli stretched out his hand, grasped the flying sword, and pulled the flying sword out of the ground, exuding an incomparably powerful aura.

"Don't worry, the imperial wine you gave is good, the old man will kill you very quickly, and you won't feel any pain. Come on, get ready to die!"

"Wait a minute!"

At this time, Lin Xuan raised his hand to stop.

But his posture of holding the sword has not changed much, and the grand master's demeanor is still here.

"Why, what last words do you have to say?"