When the two swordsmen appeared, the others were silent, and it was a certainty as to who would own the sword. But—the precious sword was gliding in the air, and neither of the two swordsmen dared to take it, but confronted each other instead!
That kind of strict guard, rigorous posture, that kind of aura as if facing a big enemy, and the unshakable eyes... The criss-crossing sword aura emerged from these two people, making this cold winter night even more turbulent. ice and snow...
These two people are actually confronting each other? Guard against each other
It turns out that these two people are not together
At this moment, the four martial masters almost regretted their guts! If we had known that they were not in the same group, then we... We could have united one to deal with the other... Now, the treasured sword that has already been handed over is just given away by myself...
The treasured knife continued to glide in the air, and by coincidence, it passed over Ji Mo's head.
But the injured "Original Owner of Huangquan Knife" cheered, jumped up and snatched Huangquan Knife into his hand without any risk, and laughed loudly: "Two big idiots, thank you so much... "
Turning in mid-air, swift and easy like a swallow, it melted into the night with a whistling sound. Everyone spat on the ground almost at the same time: deserve it! There is nothing wrong with scolding! You are two big idiots, hmph, calling you idiots is an insult to idiots...
It's obviously to grab the knife, you said you two swordsmen came here to do something
It's a good thing now, no one caught it, the two of you first knocked the knife away, and then the nest turned upside down...
But no one dared to provoke these two people, everyone was cursing in their hearts, but they chased them all the way with their heads depressed...
Immediately, the two swordsmen withdrew their swords at the same time, and then they actually followed behind the crowd and also chased after them.
This time, everyone wanted to cry but had no tears: Are you still here? I'm so fucked...
As Ji Mo ran, he felt so uncomfortable that he was about to cry. On the one hand, I was dying of jealousy in my heart, jealousy was on fire, and I was so envious that tears flowed down my face!
swordsman! Damn it, Gu Lonely Swordsman!
Gu Duxing, who was originally as famous as me, has become a swordsman! And become a sword master!
Chu Yang is also a swordsman!
Ji Mo almost wanted to find a place where no one was around and burst into tears: what a huge gap this is. This is too unbalanced...
Turned a few corners, got rid of the pursuers, and when they met Rui Butong, he found that Rui Butong also had a look of frustration on his face, but when Rui Butong saw Ji Mo, a kind of "other people Riding a horse, I ride a donkey, and there is a more miserable face behind." This kind of rather comforting expression.
Well, I'm not as good as Gu Duxing, what's the matter? Look at Ji Mo, this is the worst. Poor kid, who used to be on par, is now left far behind by others.
Thinking about it this way, not only did Rui Butong not feel uncomfortable in his heart, he actually became extremely happy; seeing Ji Mo walking over with a face like a donkey's whip being thrown eighty-eight times, Rui Butong almost laughed out loud, saying The first sentence turned out to be: "Oh, third brother, second brother is a swordsman. It seems that he has broken through to Sword Master. This is a happy event. We must drink two cups when we go back..."
Ji Mo gritted his teeth, the muscles on his face almost convulsed and said, "Shut up!"
"I'm so envious..." Rui Butong made an exaggerated gesture, and suddenly acted like he was just waking up from a dream: "Third brother Ji Mo, I remember that you were as famous as the second brother in the third day of Zhongzhong, regardless of the status …”
Ji Mo breathed a sigh of relief, and there was a cannibalistic light in his eyes.
Rui Butong was extremely happy, and continued to provocate recklessly: "Oh, it seems that you are also the eighth rank of Wu Zong now, right? Woo, your advancement is so fast, I am so envious and jealous... Woo..."
Which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted!
Seeing Rui Butong's shameless smile that had reached a certain level of gloating, Ji Mo gritted his teeth and laughed suddenly: "Sixth brother!"
"Eh..." Rui Butong said evasively: "Then what... I didn't say anything."
"How can you not say anything?" Ji Mo put his arms around his neck affectionately, and the two of them walked back shoulder to shoulder: "You are right, we brothers should have a good drink tonight. .Congratulations, aha, in fact, the most worthy of celebration is not that the second brother has broken through, but... your cultivation level seems to be two ranks lower than mine, this thing really makes me feel good!"
Ji Mo laughed excitedly: "Sixth Brother, Old Sixth, don't you think so?"
Rui Butong laughed tragically, and accompanied Xiaoxin: "Third brother, you have a lot of adults..."
"Well... well, let's go, I will treat you well, seriously, and wholeheartedly today..." Ji Mo clenched his hands.
Rui Butong suddenly felt that his shoulders could not move, and half of his body became numb in an instant, with a dejected smile on his face, his heart was hardened, and he thought that he would be tortured by you anyway, so he might as well say it happily.
"Third brother, hey, since this is the case, the younger brother will not hesitate to let you have a good time today, who let the second brother break through that, don't you think so? I know you are not feeling well, right? I know too Your loss and melancholy, your bewilderment and sorrow, your heartache and sorrow, your powerless depression, and a sense of distance that cannot be matched by horses, oh, I am very sympathetic... "
"Third brother... you can come anyway, I can hold on!" Rui Butong said tragically: "I must..." Before he finished speaking, he turned into a moan, and then Ji Mo gritted his teeth and directly raised it, word by word. Words popped out between the teeth: "Okay! Good good! Since you have such a heart, if I don't enjoy it, third brother, I will be too sorry for you..."
Like flying away.
The two of them had just disappeared when a man in Tsing Yi appeared from the shadows. Looking at the shadows of the two of them going away, he involuntarily wiped off his cold sweat, his whole body was still trembling...
"My dear mother!" The man in Tsing Yi groaned and said to himself: "These two guys can't be... can't they be addicted to broken sleeves... I've got goosebumps all over my body after saying this..."
As he said, he rolled up his sleeves and scratched them: "It's really scary..."
If Ji Mo and Rui Butong knew that it would make a master who was at least at the emperor level creepy to such an extent, they would definitely feel a sense of accomplishment. But if he knew that the two of them were unintentionally humiliated for three days, they would probably want to cry again...
I really can't blame people for thinking about it, but what they said is too tendentious... What a treat, entertain you, enjoy yourself...
"I have to go find that kid, if in case these two guys really have broken sleeves... Huh!" The man in Tsing Yi said to himself: "But it's also very strange, isn't that little bastard a martial artist? How did he break through so quickly? To Wu Zong, and actually became a swordsman? I have never seen such a high speed, even if I piled it up with amethyst jade from childhood, it is impossible... "
"Did I miss something?" The man in Tsing Yi was thinking, and flew away: "This Zhongzhou City is so turned upside down, don't let this bastard get killed..."
Turning a corner, Ji Mo finally let go of Rui Butong: "My God, do you feel it?"
"Nonsense! Don't doubt my spiritual sense!" Rui Butong cried out as if being insulted, and looked back cautiously as he spoke, still feeling lingering fear.
"It can't be an illusion!" Ji Mo wiped his sweat: "This is so fucking scary! Suddenly I feel like I have entered a mass grave, the pressure, tsk, my Ji family is big, but there is no one People can have such a terrifying aura... "
"I really don't know what kind of nerves such a master has, he actually followed the two of us... I thought I was exposed." Rui Butong grinned.
Both of them were outstanding geniuses with super spiritual senses; although the man in Tsing Yi didn't show up and didn't emit any aura, the two of them instinctively felt nervous.
Just like the cold feeling of an ordinary person walking through a mass grave in the dark night without stars and moon...
Generally, this kind of feeling will not appear in warriors; but as long as it is such a person with strong spiritual sense, as long as they are given the opportunity to grow, they are absolutely invincible characters!
If this kind of sensitive feeling appears in civil servants, it can definitely avoid evil; if it appears in military generals, it can definitely win thousands of miles and bring good luck in disaster; if it appears in warriors, it will definitely become the overlord of a generation!
Sixth sense!
"Well, third brother, you also know that I didn't say that against you, it's all because of this mystery..." Rui Butong smiled obsequiously.
"Well, I know you're not targeting me, but I feel uncomfortable when I hear it. Since I'm uncomfortable, then you can't be more comfortable! Let's go back and entertain you." Ji Mo said arrogantly: "I really praise you Why is this mouth so deftly pinched..."
"Ah!? No way?" Rui Butong screamed...
…
This night was definitely a bloody night for Zhongzhou City!
At dawn, all the prisons in Zhongzhou were full overnight! Moreover, a barracks was temporarily vacated, and a large number of people were detained; but the number of Jianghu people in Zhongzhou City only increased, not decreased...
Xiang Fuzhong.
The fifth is light and soft, with a soft fur belt, holding a small pair of scissors in his hand, and is cutting the potted plants on his desk carefully. His movements are gentle, his expression is comfortable and unrestrained, and his eyes are as calm as water.
I don't know where the slight impatience from a day ago has gone.
Han Buchu, Jing Menghun and others hurried in.
"What's the matter? Why are you panicking?" Fifth said softly. Still concentrating on the potted plants, he didn't even look at them out of the corner of his eye. It seems that at this moment, this potted plant is the only one in his mind.
Just as Gao Sheng was about to speak, Han Buchu gently tugged his sleeve.
Fifth Qingrou pruned the potted plants as if no one was there. After pruning, she actually looked at it from a different direction. Then she picked up a snow-white silk towel in satisfaction, wrapped the pruned branches and leaves in it, and washed her hands calmly. , almost half an hour has passed.
Only then did he sit down and said, "You guys came here in such a hurry, could it be that there is some serious matter?"