Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 1566 Continue to fish
The season coincides with the twelfth lunar month of winter, the mountains are covered with snow, and the dripping water freezes into ice. Xuzu's time throughout the year is the most leisurely time.

You can find a few or two close friends, talk about the world, toast and have fun together, and you can see the frost and snow as nothing.

There are also people who can't stand the quiet and the needs of life, and find other odd jobs in the city to do, so as to earn more money for the New Year.

Originally, in winter, after some residents were free, it was a good day for the opening of some ashrams.

Xu Zu's style has always favored martial arts, even most ordinary people who are not cultivators would be willing to learn some basic self-defense skills, at least they can be used to strengthen their bodies on a daily basis.

For example, father-in-law Mo Yun's dojo, with his strength as a senior professional, has always recruited some ordinary people, or beginners who have not yet reached the level of professional, to teach basic fighting skills, which is more than enough.

However, the swordsmanship dojo of the famous sword master Xilan is now empty. Although the ground is still barely clean, the dusty wooden dummy piles on the edge of the dojo indicate that it has not been opened for quite a while.

"Master said that our dojo doesn't have floor heating, so we won't be opening this winter~" Sha Ying, dressed in black, shrugged helplessly, and invited Ye Lin to sit in the house, but even in summer, there were not many apprentices.

Thanks to the fact that his name of "Sword God" shocked Xuzu last year, and he also left behind the famous saying of "Wu Dao Wu Ji", during that time, there was a sudden upsurge of learning swordsmanship in Su Nan City.

A man should carry a three-foot green spear, wear plain clothes and a bamboo hat, wield a sword chicly, and cut the road unevenly... It became one of the hottest topics during that time.

But Xu Zu's tradition has always been Nianqi and superb fighting skills. Although swordsmanship is a way to popularize the public and the threshold is very low, there are really few real masters.

Therefore, even though Xilan's reputation as a fool was long and far-reaching, there were still an endless stream of disciples who came to visit him during that time.

But Xilan is like a fully inflated balloon, she was still in high spirits for a few days, but then slowly faded away~
Fortunately, although Sha Ying is practicing the way of ghosts and gods, he has also learned swordsmanship before, and has made some achievements. He reluctantly sent those students away for three months, and taught a few sword soul professionals.

And this year... alas~

Ye Lin expressed his deep sympathy, patted Sha Ying on the shoulder vigorously, then pointed to a hole half a meter deep at the door, and asked strangely: "It's not time to plant trees yet?"

"That's that~" Sha Ying glanced back when he heard the question, and then said with an embarrassed expression that he didn't know whether to cry or laugh, "That's my grave. It's rare that my master worked hard once and dug a grave I am not willing to fill in the grave, let’s plant a tree in it next year.”

Ye Lin has also heard about Sha Ying being swallowed by the fish head Buraxiu and being sent back by luck.

"Where's your master?"

"I'm here, and I'm about to go out to take a look at the workshop street." Xi Lan lifted the curtain of the dojo and came out from the backyard. What surprised Yelin was that he was quite energetic today, with a refreshing face. He has the steady and handsome style of a middle-aged uncle.

It can be seen from this that it is no wonder that when Xi Lan was young, she was able to fascinate a group of nobles and ladies.

"Today is the day of the sword test at the blacksmith meeting, and the master is a guest." Sha Ying shrugged and said, it was money, and the job was easy, so Xi Lan was rare and neat.

Whether a weapon made by a blacksmith is a magical weapon or a useless decoration needs to be inspected and judged by suitable people to avoid some blacksmiths boasting.

"Trying swords" is just a general term. The place where the world's number one blacksmith conference is held is Su Nan Workshop Street. Blacksmiths from all over the world may produce no less than thousands of weapons during this period, but only eleven stand out in the end. Bundle.

Ten were rated as the strongest weapons of the year, plus a prize for the champion of the Azure Dragon Conference.

"We are about to leave Xu Zu, so we came to visit you specially." He also learned a lot from Xi Lan, and he will remember the kindness of a teacher in his heart.

Xi Lan raised her eyebrows as if surprised when she heard the words, then laughed heartily, patted him on the back, and said: "Yesterday I had a good time, my daughter Hong, who has been drinking for more than 20 years, is the best wine I have ever drank. "

He was going to Gongfang Street, and Yelin was planning to go to A-Ganzuo's place, the two of them stopped halfway along the way, and the dojo that hadn't opened much before closed its doors again.

The snow in some dark corners of the street has not yet melted, but the sky is clean and clear, and the universe is upright, which makes people feel a distant mood with a broad mind and overlooking the mountains.

When they were about to leave at the intersection, Xi Lan suddenly raised her head and looked up at the clear sky, with warm sunlight covering her shoulders, and said solemnly: "The lion head said, you have become very dangerous and unstable."

"Me?" Ye Lin looked suspiciously sideways, not quite understanding, is this some kind of warning from the ruler of time and space.

Is it because Naiyali, who has contracted with him, has occupied an "elevator" dimension, or is it because he has an alternative shaping power that can rival God, or is there some reason he doesn't know, many thoughts flashed through him in an instant,

"We don't know what he means, but I think you are amazing, and everyone is praising you." Xi Lan gave a thumbs up and smiled brightly.

When the two parted, Xi Lan looked at his back with complicated eyes, finally sighed, took a sip from the flagon at her waist, and said to herself, "If such a person is also defined as a dangerous bomb by you, then how can you treat him as a dangerous bomb?" Humanly speaking, I have to wonder if you're right, Memet..."

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Since the wedding between A Ganzuo and Lukexi in Hutton Mar, he has settled in Xuzu Sunan, and rarely travels to the mainland like before.

Firstly, Xu Zu didn't reject the dark elves, and the two of them had gone through many years of vicissitudes and hardships, and their hearts also needed a gentle and peaceful place.

With Xu Zu's great opening of the country two years ago, and the Qinglong Conference and the World's No. 2000 Blacksmith Conference, many adventurers flocked to Xu Zu to see the scenery of this ancient country with a history of more than [-] years.

The increasingly mature Adventurer's Alliance has also set up a branch in the capital city of Suran, where A Ganzuo found an errand, and is currently serving as one of the vice presidents.

A-Ganzuo's home is in the northern neighborhood of the city, closer to Baihumen. There are Chinese cabbage planted in the small courtyard and several tile-roofed houses. It is not rich and expensive, but it is full of tranquility and ease.

He himself was injured not long ago, his left shoulder was scratched by a monster, and he is still wearing a healing bandage, which makes his life a little inconvenient.

It just so happened that they came to visit Lukexi and Xiaobai, and Yuena helped A-Gumpo heal his injuries.

She almost forgot that she knew how to heal, she just remembered picking up the cross and swung Yelin away~

"Thank you!" Zuo A-Gump couldn't wait to remove the bandage. After a few days of inactivity, his muscles seemed to be loose.

The child of Aganzuo and Lukexi is named "Xiaobai", white, which symbolizes nothingness, simple and monotonous, but full of infinite gorgeous possibilities, it looks like a white paper, and can paint various colors in detail Colorful paintings.

"We just hope that he will be safe and happy in the future." Lukexi, with his always valiant and heroic demeanor, gently looked down at the sleepless baby in the cradle, with a very loving and maternal radiance in his brows.

Only after experiencing catastrophe can one know deeply, and one can only know deep love after traveling through the world... Both of them tacitly don't want Xiaobai to achieve any shocking fame in the future, and there is nothing wrong with being safe and ordinary.

Of course, if Xiaobai becomes an adventurer in the future, he will fully support him.

Lukexi's body was made by Alice back then. Although she deliberately retained the appearance of the dark elf, her ghost hands and other characteristics of the dark elf had disappeared.

So Xiaobai in the swaddling baby has a baby's pink complexion, big black eyes and bright eyes. When he saw many strangers surrounding him, he immediately cried "Wow~Wow~" in fright.

"Get out!"

Hiat and the others immediately backed away from Xiaobai's sight, and let Lukexi go to sleep.

"I feel like it's troublesome to raise a child." Mo Mei blushed secretly. Now that Emperor Nian is in front of the public, his family will naturally attract attention.

Then the blood of the "Mo family" is weak, and there is only such a daughter, so the continuation of Niandi's family depends entirely on her alone.

Now she saw Lukexi, the berserk warrior who had always been heroic and heroic, and who had unsealed the ghost hand and slashed the apostle, was busy with Xiaobai's crying, and even coaxed and comforted him to sleep.

"Just feed me~ I just want to eat." Ye Lin leaned over.

He gave him a blank look, but suddenly felt that the boss was a bit greedy as a baby, but he didn't have any other trivial things, and it was pretty good.

(End of this chapter)