Vol 2 Chapter 617: Gather in danger

That mirror needs good hands to be polished, and those hands need dexterity and stability.

Sharman said: "This is what he grinds himself, and he also thinks it is the best mirror in the world."

"Did he grind it himself?" Lu Yang asked.

Sharman said: "The things in this house are basically made by himself."

Lu Yang sighed. It seemed that Gong Jiu was so narcissistic and arrogant that he could do so many things.

Next to the mirror, there was a sword hanging. The blade of that sword was so long and narrow, and its form was so simple and elegant.

"This is his sword?" Lu Yang said.

Sharman nodded: "Yes, this is his sword."

Lu Yang looked at the sword, it was like Ximen blowing snow, so gloomy, so indifferent, exuding a biting aura.

He was going to kill, but left his sword in the room.

It seems that he no longer needs to make a sword.

Lu Yang approached, pointed the scabbard of the sword with his fingertips, and sighed softly: "I also know that there is a man whose swordsmanship has reached the realm of'no sword'."

Sharman said: "Ximen blowing snow?"

Lu Yang said: "Do you know him too?"

Sharman said gently: "I only know that the realm of swordless is not necessarily the peak of swordsmanship."

Lu Yang said, "Oh, isn't it? What do you think?"

Shaman said: "Since what you are practicing is sword, then why is it necessary to stick to the word "sword but not sword"?"

Lu Yang hadn't spoken yet, there was actually someone under the bed clapping.

The applause was so soft, but in the ears of these two people, it seemed to be more surprising than Thunder.

When Lu Yang looked back, he saw a bald head poking out from under the bed.

"Honesty monk?"

Lu Yang yelled, and suddenly he heard a loud bang, the sword light flashed, and a cold light four swords had been placed on the honest monk's neck.

Such a fast sword!

The sword hanging by the mirror was out of its sheath and held in Sharman's hand.

She shot so quickly, not only was the honest monk unexpected, even Lu Yang couldn't help but startled.

I didn't expect that Sharman, who seemed to be weak, had such skill. At least, the joy of drawing a sword was unexpected.

At least, the honest monk frightened more terribly than Lu Yang, and his already pale face frightened even more pale.

The honest monk smiled reluctantly: "In fact, the girl doesn't need to do it. The monk already knows that the girl is the world's largest female swordsman."

Sharman said coldly: "You know?"

The honest monk said: "Although the monk has never eaten pork, he has also seen pigs walking. I just heard the girl's opinion. The monk is already admired."

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Lu Yang also laughed and said, "It turns out that the honest monk has time to flatter."

The honest monk said: "The honest monk will never be flattering. The honest monk never lied and spoke the truth."

Sharman didn't laugh. She sternly said: "It's a pity that girls never like to be honest."

The honest monk asked: "What does the girl like to listen to?"

Sharman said: "Every girl likes flattering."

The honest monk blinked his eyes and said, "Although the honest monk says that he can't flatter, he can do many things in his home."

Sharman asked, "What else can you do?"

The honest monk said: "For example, if you are a matchmaker for someone, you can testify as a matchmaker. For example, many, many, honest monks are good at it."

Sharman said: "Who are you going to talk to the matchmaker for, who will get married, and who will you testify for?"

The honest monk laughed and said, "For two chickens, one rooster and one hen."

Sharman also laughed.

Lu Yang looked left and right and said, "Where is the other chicken?"

Another sluggish voice said: "There is also a little chicken that has been watching the excitement."

Lu Xiaofeng also got out from under the bed. He walked in front of Lu Yang and held Lu Yang's hand tightly, saying, "Brother Lu, I am really relieved to see you are all right."

Lu Yang patted him on the shoulder and said, "Smelly Xiaofeng, I am even more relieved to see that you are fine."

The honest monk also laughed, and slid out like a fish from under that Shaman's sword.

He hid behind Lu Yang and Lu Xiaofeng and said, "If your little **** refuses to marry that little hen, the monk will never agree to it."

Lu Xiaofeng also laughed and said: "There is also absolutely no smelly Xiaofeng.

Lu Yang said: "Who said I don't want to?"

The honest monk asked: "Are you really willing?"

Lu Yang did not answer his words, but looked at Sharman quietly, as if he could not feel the presence of other people.

With a "clang" sound, the sword in Sharman's hand fell off immediately, and in an instant, the two seemed to become one person.

The honest monk looked at the two, but the expression on his face seemed to be crying and said, "Why don't the monk be a cock, but a monk?"

Lu Xiaofeng patted him on the shoulder and said, "Because the honest monk has a shiny head, if the hair grows out, the monk is a cock, not a monk.

The honest monk shook his head like a rattle and said, "Oh no, no, if the monk has long hair, he must wash his hair and comb his hair. How troublesome, and like a cock, marry a little hen, give birth to a little chicken, then Not fun, not fun."

There is actually a wine bottle, jug, and wine jar in the room, let alone a drop of wine.

Lu Yang couldn't help sighing: "A man has no wine in his room, so is he still a man?"

Lu Xiaofeng said, "People who don't drink are not men."

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