The weather is fine today, which is the time to enjoy it the most.
As usual, Jiang Li went to the restaurant next to her yard, planning to order a table of food, and then sit by the window to enjoy it slowly.
It has been worn for a few days, but everything that happened on this street is like an ancient painting of customs and love, which she still never gets tired of watching.
Think of it as watching a costume drama. In a world without computers, you have to find something to pass the time, let's just muddle along.
Anyway, the hundreds of thousands of gold in Jiangli's package would not be the same as in Jiansan, even a Xuanjing can't be bought, and now it has become ancient times, the purchasing power of gold is very scary, she just can eat ten double, and turned into a big eater, I'm afraid she won't be able to spend even a fraction of it until she dies.
But today's atmosphere seemed a bit abnormal. The second floor, which was usually overcrowded, was empty when Jiang Li came, with only one person sitting. The man was dressed in white, white as snow, white and transparent. Although he was sitting at this time, his upper body was straight, like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath.
When Jiang Li went upstairs, he could only see his side face, and his thin lips slightly pursed into a straight line.
Undoubtedly a handsome man, but nothing more. Tianxia is much more handsome, and Jiang Li doesn't have time to be interested in everyone.
But at this moment, the man just raised his hand.
Just as Jiang Li was about to go to his old place, he happened to see his hand.
He has a pair of beautiful hands, with neatly trimmed nails, long and strong, and well-defined joints. It can be seen that the master loves these hands very much. From these hands, Jiang Li could even see the fierce sword intent that would shoot out in the next moment. There is no doubt that this person must be a swordsman, and an extremely top swordsman.
Any swordsman would be envious of a master with such hands.
Jiang Li also used a sword, and at this moment she was still carrying two swords on her back that glowed faintly with ice-blue light, and were dotted with flowers and branches.
This is Jiansanqixiu Bingxin's level 95 big orange weapon, currently Jiansanxiuxiu's best weapon.
If it was anything else, Jiang Li wasn't interested. As a sword wielder, she paid more attention to him.
Although Qixiu actually uses two soldiers, strictly speaking, it does not necessarily require swords.
Inside Jiang Li's package, there are all the weapons that have been rubbed before. The normal ones are all kinds of swords, and the abnormal ones are like soul-calling banners, double knives, double hammers, double axes, and so on. . After passing through, the great hero Guo Wei turned all these into real objects and returned them to her. Xishanju is indeed a conscientious enterprise.
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After spending the initial novelty of exchanging weapons, Jiang Li decided to use the sword. The main reason is that the other weapons are too damaged and forceful, and it feels a bit embarrassing to hold them. Of course, every Xiuxiu's dream like a big fan doesn't count, she refers to those funny weapons. But under normal circumstances, you can't hang around with a big fan when you go out. The sword is the most convenient after all.
When observing a swordsman, after looking at his hands, of course he has to look at his sword.
The sword of the man in white was a long sword with a black sheath in a simple form. It hadn't been sheathed yet, but it already made Jiang Li feel a chill. Obviously, this sword is not a good one, it must have killed people, drank blood, and far more than one, otherwise it would be impossible to brew such a heavy killing intent.
Jiang Li thought for a while, and in his heart he had already identified the sword with its owner.
Ximen Chuuxue.
After all these days, it was the first time she met someone she knew before. Speaking of which, it was rumored that Ximen Chuuxue lived in a ten-year house and only went out four times a year, so meeting him was actually more difficult than meeting other people. When he heard about the books before, Jiang Li already knew that he came to the world of martial arts, so he was not surprised to meet Ximen Chuuxue.
Perhaps in terms of material, this ancient sword with a black scabbard cannot compare with a big orange weapon like Han Ji, but in terms of momentum, Han Ji, who has not yet drunk blood, is really inferior to this sword. When Jiang Li thought this way, the two swords on her back vibrated slightly, as if protesting that she underestimated them.
Jiang Li couldn't help but comfort him, "However, if it looks better, my Han Ji must have beaten this sword by more than ten blocks."
Excalibur has spirits, but they are also very easy to coax, but after saying this, he calmed down and didn't think about it carefully. Whose weapons are not sharper than people, but their appearance? Isn't this putting the cart before the horse
The timid Xiao Er followed Jiang Li, and when he saw this man, he felt a chill in his heart. Seeing that Jiang Li was able to stare at such an iceberg for so long, he felt a little admiration in his heart. Xiao Er's courage has been stimulated by Jiang Li these days, and he has become much stronger, otherwise he would not dare to come up.
To some extent, Jiang Li was indeed a bit scary.
With a beautiful face and white hair, in the eyes of outsiders, Jiang Li must be a person with a story, although the actual reason is that she spent two hundred to buy a white hair.
There is a big difference between the way a woman looks at a man and the way a swordsman looks at a swordsman.
Ximen Chuuxue turned around, perhaps because of Han Ji, his gaze was not as cold as Jiang Li thought, looking at Han Ji on Jiang Li's back, his eyes were slightly bright, and he praised: "Good sword. "
When a swordsman sees a good sword, it is like seeing a lover. No matter how good his attitude is, it is not surprising.
Ximen Chuuxue has always been indifferent and taciturn, but he is also addicted to swords, and if he encounters something of interest, he is often willing to say a few words. Han Ji's pair of soldiers didn't have scabbards, and they crossed their backs behind Jiang Li, which was already clearly visible. As a swordsman, of course he would be attracted by the divine soldiers.
For so many days, Ximen Chuuxue was the first person who noticed Jiang Li's sword instead of her face or hair after seeing Jiang Li. Such pure praise can easily arouse people's goodwill, and Jiang Li is no exception.
Han Ji heard Ximen Chuuxue's praise, and conveyed cheers to Jiang Li, asking her to thank him for them.
Jiang Li couldn't bear it, so he could only agree, nodded to Ximen Chuixue, thanked him for his compliment, then took Han Ji down, and introduced softly: "This is the cold sound, this is the shadow, they let me follow You say thank you."
Ximen Chuuxue looked at the two swords seriously, and said, "Both are good swords."
This time I said two more words than before.
To Ximen Chuuxue, Jiang Li's statement that Han Ji was conscious seemed quite normal, and he didn't even show any strangeness.
Jiang Li refrained from answering him, "It's a good sword", she shouldn't have said this, and it's wrong to steal someone's lines.
She didn't speak any more, and turned around and sat down at her own table.
Now Jiang Li is very hungry, the four words Ximen Chuuxue are far less attractive to her than a delicious meal.
Xiao Er was a little overwhelmed by the dignified atmosphere, and when Jiang Li sat down, he breathed a sigh of relief and ran over to wipe the table vigorously, asking, "Guest officer, is it still the same as before?"
Jiang Li nodded again, she didn't light up her culinary skills, so these days were settled in the restaurant, basically her preferences were also remembered by Xiaoer.
Xiao Er reported the name of the dish for Jiang Li to confirm, and then ran downstairs as if fleeing.
Ximen Chuuxue turned to her again and asked, "Do you use a sword?"
His gaze crossed Jiang Li's face and looked at Han Ji on her back.
Such a good pair of double swords, if it falls into the hands of someone who doesn't know how to use swords, even Ximen Chuuxue will feel it is a pity. Swordsmen can often sense each other, but Ximen Chuuxue didn't feel the slightest sword energy on Jiang Li's body, which was the reason why he didn't react immediately.
"I hold a sword and learn to dance," Jiang Li said.
Qixiufang is one of the three elegant places in the lobby, where romance is far more than fighting. Qixiu's daughters learn martial arts, and they are more used to self-cultivation, helping the poor and the poor, and self-protection, but they don't have much fighting spirit. In the eyes of Ximen Chuuxue, the sword is a weapon for killing, and the two are not of the same kind at all.
Jiang Li is not a pure swordsman, he will not dedicate everything to swordsmanship, Ximen Chuuxue should also understand after thinking about it.
Of course, there is a big difference between sword dance and swordsmanship. Ximen Chuuxue had lost his interest, so he stopped asking.
I have to say, Ximen Chuuxue is a bit regretful knowing that the owner of such a pair of good swords does not learn swordsmanship. But Ximen Chuuxue has one advantage, he won't force others. No matter how good Jiang Li's sword is, no matter how pity he feels, it will only happen for a moment, and he will never ask Jiang Li to learn sword for it.
Jiang Li also stopped talking.
It didn't take long for Xiao Er to bring Jiang Li's food, not only the food, but also a small jug of wine.
Jiang Li had never drunk alcohol before, and of course he couldn't order alcohol either.
Xiaoer explained in a low voice: "This is a new liqueur in the store. The girls love it very much. The guest officer is a regular customer in our store, so the boss asked me to bring you a jug."
Hearing what he said, Jiang Li no longer questioned, and started to eat. The sky is big and the earth is big, filling his stomach the most.
Ximen Chuuxue left, he was here to eat, and naturally there was no need to keep it after eating. The next thing he should do, of course, is to burn incense and bathe, fast for three days, then kill people, and then blow off the blood on the sword. In his opinion, killing is a most sacred thing and deserves to be treated seriously.
After Ximen Chuuxue left, the second floor of the inn was finally no longer a forbidden area.
People are afraid of Ximen Chuuxue, but they are not so afraid of Jiang Li.
After all, Jiang Li has been here for a long time, and most of the people are used to it.
Table after table of people came up, and finally there was some popularity here.
After Jiang Li was full, he poured himself a glass of wine. She doesn't drink well, but it's not bad. Since the other party gave it to her, she can try the taste. As the wine glass was brought to his lips, Jiang Li felt a faint sour taste, followed by a sweet, almost faint taste of alcohol. Sure enough, as Xiao Er said, it is sweet wine with no alcohol content, it can be drunk as a drink.
Those slight hints of alcohol made Jiang Li's face turn red. When she pinched her face, she was pinching it towards the goddess, which made her look even more glamorous. But just with her white hair, coupled with her cold and noble expression, most people have to hold back no matter how itchy they are.
After so many days, no one dared to harass her.
One is more cowardly than the other.
As soon as this sentence flashed through his mind, Jiang Li realized that she was wrong, and walked towards her without hesitation.