Chapter 406

It was said that there were two more swordsmen who ascended the stairs in the demon soil. Many people had already figured out some flavor. One of them should be just a means to go to Qingqiu, not really climbing the stairs.

However, it is true that this incident happened on the ship today. It is not a small matter that the sword killed two people in the morning and evening with one sword, and also killed an unidentified woman.

However, a swordsman who ascends the building is determined to make a sword. Can he be good if he can get rid of the sea?

Even if the other side is really a sea, it's hard to say.

Xu Wen really doesn't understand. If you say that anyone on the boat is climbing the stairs, he can accept it. Why is it Zhou Qing, the mother's talker, who says a lot of good words in front of him for the sake of a wooden hairpin. However, such a man with no temper is still a monk climbing the stairs, and the one who returns his mother is a swordsman.

He is the most powerful swordsman in the sea.

Xu Wen thought he had kicked the boy before, and felt a fit of scalp numbness.

This son of a bitch, you'd better be that talkative all the time, otherwise, even if I give this shop, I can't afford that.

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At the other side of the guest room, Li Fuyao held Zheyun, and before he had a sword, the battle was over. He could only take back the sword and return the scabbard. He leaned against the side railing and rubbed his cheek vigorously.

The woman bent down to pick up the two magic pills in the morning and evening. Although she has never advocated killing without asking questions, she is not pedantic at all, since she has a legitimate reason to take out the sword and kill two of them.

After collecting the demon pill, the woman said with a smile: "young master, you have such a good cultivation of Kendo at a young age. Should he be the famous young master Li in Qingtian city?"

Li Fuyao nodded. He didn't have to be so magnanimous to others, but he was also a swordsman, and he had a good impression of the woman. Naturally, there was no cover up. "Compared with the older generation, the younger generation is much worse."

The elder in his mouth, of course, was Zhou Qing, who made his sword in the bow of the boat.

One sword cuts down two morning and evening, which is far better than Li Fuyao.

Referring to her husband, the woman's face was full of smile, "he, that is, his temper is still good, his talent realm and so on, should almost mean."

Li Fuyao was a little embarrassed for a while. He went up the stairs and almost meant it. What kind of state should this be? sea?

The woman later realized that she seemed to know that her words were really wrong, so she apologized and laughed.

Li Fuyao nodded, not in his mind.

The woman leaned against the railing and arranged the sideburns. She didn't want to let the man feel that she had been wronged. When finishing the sideburns, the woman found that Li Fuyao's eyes were always on her. She said in a low voice: "young master, you'd better not look at me. That guy is very jealous. Even if he doesn't say so, he won't be happy in the future."

In his words, there is no such air as a swordsman on the mountain. Instead, she is like a woman who is used to ordinary life. She thinks about her husband's feelings in everything. She doesn't want her husband to be difficult, and she doesn't want her husband to suffer.

Li Fuyao turned his head, took out a pot of wine, and drank it in small mouthfuls.

During this trip to the south, he drank a lot more, and Li Fuyao didn't know why.

Zhou Qing, who came late, was hanging from the world with the wooden hairpin in his hand. When he came to the woman, he did not say much. Instead, he pinned the wooden hairpin into the woman's hair and explained, "the wooden hairpin she had worn is dirty. I didn't want it. I made one for you. In fact, I should have known that what you like is the style, not necessarily the wooden hairpin. "

The woman nodded with a gentle smile.

Zhou Qing seized her hand and calmed down. Then she turned her head and looked at Li Fuyao. He thought for a moment, and then said, "there's another one in the cloud who goes up the stairs with you?"

Li Fuyao nodded. "I'm also an elder. I just know each other."

Zhou qingtut said with a smile: "you are a man of deep fortune. You have made such a basket in Qingtian city. You not only want to escort you with the sword meaning of chaoqingqiu, but also have a willing follower who ascends the stairs. Are you Chao Qingqiu's son?"

Li Fuyao was speechless and did not know how to answer.

Fortunately, the woman opened her mouth and made a round of it. "It's better to find a place to sit down and have a drink at a bar?"

Of course, Li Fuyao would not refuse. Originally, I was going south for this big ship. I had to face a lot of enemies when I went alone. On the ship, there was also Zhou Qing, who ascended the tower to sit on the town. At least, it was not so dangerous.

The three of them went to the restaurant together. A body was left behind after a great war here. But the owner of the restaurant told him to clean up the body. But there was no liquor customer coming to the restaurant for a while. Now Zhou Qing came back. The shopkeeper was slightly surprised, but he was not surprised. He dismissed the accomplice and called him in person. This is a man who ascends the building. If you neglect it, you can still do it?

Zhou Qing is not good at dealing with people. It is not that he is introverted in nature. However, there are few people in the world who he can see deeply. When they treat ordinary people, they naturally don't speak much.

Although Li Fuyao is now famous, he is actually a junior in Zhou Qing's eyes.So when it comes to drinking, Zhou Qing really drinks with his head down. He doesn't say much. Instead, the woman says more, which relieves the atmosphere.

Li Fuyao took a few sips of wine and whispered, "master Zhou, the woman who was killed in the bow of the boat seems to be a big demon's father and son. We should be careful when we go south this time."

Zhou Qing has been holding the woman's hand, heard this sentence, there is no mood fluctuations, "only a sword, who will cut who."

Li Fuyao laughed, and then asked, "master, didn't you come from Jianshan?"

Zhou Qing shook his head. "At the beginning of practicing sword, I didn't climb the mountain, but I met Xu Ji several times. I couldn't beat that guy. The cultivation of Kendo was already the peak when climbing the stairs. If chaoqingqiu didn't cross the sea, he might be climbing the stairs and not be Xu Ji's opponent. I'm a little worse than Xu Ji."

When talking about Xu Ji, Li Fu shakes his mouth with a smile. This ancestor, in fact, is too important for him.

Zhou Qing put down his glass and said, "you made such a storm in the demon soil. You want to go back to the mountain and river to avoid disaster. How many people have been climbing the stairs along the way?"

Li Fuyao had no choice but to smile bitterly.

Along the way, except for one who had been killed by Chao Qingqiu's sword, the other climbers could have killed him. If the grass had not grown green, he would have killed him in the demon soil.

Li Fuyao has experienced many years of practicing sword. However, this journey is the most difficult one for him. Not only does he have to be on guard against being killed at all times, but also because he is not an enemy of these big men who want to kill him.

Putting your life in another person's body and in your own hands are two different things after all.

Zhou Qing drank two mouthfuls of wine. Suddenly, he felt melancholy. He looked at the woman beside him.

The woman glared at him without a trace.

Zhou Qing stifled what he wanted to say.

A moment later, a woman in white appeared at the door of the restaurant. She stood at the door, looked at Zhou Qing and asked, "do you want to fight?"

Zhou Qing's eyes instantly came to the look, but after a moment to suffocate back, to a helpless look at the woman beside.

The woman's expression does not change, just pinched Zhou Qing several times under the table, just smile way: "go."

Zhou Qing pretended to be hesitant

The woman's smile does not reduce, "then don't go?"

It's very quiet.

Zhou Qing immediately stood up and went to the grass gradually green, "good."

It's too common for swordsmen to compare swordsmen to swordsmen. It's just that a swordsman who ascends a building like Zhou Qing is already under the sea. It's hard to find an opponent. It's not easy to find a swordsman who is also climbing the stairs.

If you meet one now, you should have a good contest.

If you put it 6000 years ago, this kind of scene was not common?

Looking at Zhou Qing's back, the woman didn't get up. Instead, she said, "it was my proposal to practice sword at that time, but I never thought that one day he would be able to go to this level and become a man to climb the stairs. I'm not qualified. I can't go far. I'm afraid I can't stay with him for long."

When a monk embarks on the road of practice, he will have a much longer life than ordinary people. However, the higher the realm, the longer he will live. For example, Zhou Qing, a swordsman who ascends the tower, has a life span of more than hundreds of years, far longer than a woman with only green silk.

"After I leave, he won't miss the world too much."

It seems to be narcissistic to say these words, but the actual woman is also very clear about her husband's temperament. She is willing to mortgage her saber for the sake of a wooden hairpin. If she is gone, what reason does he have to stay in the world?

Li Fu shook for a moment and said, "it's not easy to practice. It's a good thing to be able to travel together for a long time. Don't think too much about it. Cherish the people in front of you."

Listening to Li Fuyao, a young man who is not a member of the past, has a different taste when talking about this.

Li Fu shook for a moment. He was really looking forward to the sword competition outside the door. With an apologetic smile, Li Fu stood up and walked out to the restaurant.

The woman didn't say anything more, just drank a few mouthfuls of wine on her own, with a light smile.

When the two men went up to the tower to compare their swords in the sky, they did not disturb the world. But even so, the sword Spirit fell into the river from time to time, making the whole river turbulent. Both the monks on the ship and the demon monks in the river were shocked.

In particular, the monks on the ship were looking forward to the sea of clouds in the sky.

Even though the three religions are not allowed by the swordsmen, many people still yearn for the killing power.

After all, no matter how to say, swordsmen are invincible in the same territory, which is true at all.

Chaoqing autumn is invincible in the world, the world can see.

To say it is not to be allowed, but to be afraid.

Li Fuyao stood in the bow of the ship, looked up at the sky, pressed the handle of the cloud shield sword, and on the other side, the green silk trembled slightly.

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