After being divorced, my identity as a poet was exposed

Chapter 477 The Lover's Sword

No one stopped.

Xiaoqin walked smoothly with the coffin on her back.

It's not that there are no people wherever he goes, in fact, there are people in the courtyard inside and outside the Zhou Garden.

They are all people in the rivers and lakes with various weapons.

But when Xiaoqin appeared, those people consciously gave way.

They all looked at Xiaoqin, the coffin on Xiaoqin's back, and the fat woman behind Xiaoqin.

There was no surprise in their eyes.

They only had jokes in their eyes.

As if looking at a dead person.

Zhou Dashan is really a kind person.

The birthday banquet for the [-]th birthday should have been joyful, and there should not have been this most inauspicious coffin.

But Zhou Dashan said hello.

Everyone who comes is a guest!

No matter who comes, it cannot be stopped.

Especially the boy carrying a coffin.

Some people don't know it at all.

But following the rumors of some words, they suddenly realized that the boy who came with a coffin on his back was called Xiaoqin.

I don't know if it's Qin or Qin.

This boy named Xiaoqin is actually a descendant of Qinjian Villa that was destroyed 15 years ago!
He is also the son of the flamboyant young owner!

Since he came here with the coffin on his back, this Zhou Dashan might really be the chief steward of Qinjian Villa.

He betrayed Qinjian Villa.

But he is still alive and has great power.

His treachery is no longer important in the eyes of these people.

Rivers and lakes.

Same as the temple.

Winner takes all, loser for Kou.

As for the disgrace of the past, it is nothing.

Even after Zhou Dashan wiped out the last root of Qinjian Villa today, if he is willing to establish a sect, I am afraid that many people in the martial arts will come to join him.

After all, he has huge financial resources!
It is not easy to mess around, and it is also difficult to earn money.

Taking refuge in Zhou Dashan is obviously a bright way out.

no shame.

On the contrary, this young man named Xiaoqin is quite courageous, but the ending...is doomed!
As a result, many words were spoken among the crowd on both sides of the road.

Most of them are sarcasm or sarcasm, and there is absolutely no sentence of praise.

Yin Ruming's face was ugly.

She even grabbed two ingots of silver in her hand.

But Xiaoqin's gait remained steady.

He didn't listen at all.

With his hands behind his back, he supported the coffin on his back.

No one noticed that his fingers were tapping the coffin board very rhythmically.

The aggressive sound is very small.

The wind and snow were loud.

The surrounding area is also full of ridicule.

He walked with his back bowed and his head buried.

The internal force in his dantian is slowly operating.

He is adjusting his state, hoping that when he arrives at the main courtyard, he can enter the best state.

There was no distraction in his mind.

He didn't think about whether those teenagers whose names he didn't know had gone back.

He didn't even think about why the woman behind him followed him so fearlessly.

He dropped everything!
As a result, the internal force in the body circulated faster and seemed to become thicker.

Those injuries in the past, I don't know whether it was because the dumb boy's medicine was cured or other reasons, he didn't feel the slightest pain, he felt that he had recovered.

When he crossed the threshold of the main courtyard and stood in the courtyard of the main courtyard.

He felt he was at his peak.

He walked to the very center of the patio.

Only then did he raise his head.

Not many people here.

There is a Taishi chair under the corridor of the house in the main courtyard opposite.

An old man in a festive red robe sat on the chair with a big face.

He is in excellent spirits.

Red all over.

There was a sword by his side.

There were eight or nine people sitting in the corridors on both sides of the patio.

Their eyes all fell on Xiaoqin.

It's just that there was some doubt in their eyes, because the person they wanted to kill didn't come!
Zhou Mingfang frowned slightly, showing a look of disappointment.

At this moment, a guard ran to Zhou Mingfang's side and whispered something in a low voice, which made Zhou Mingfang laugh.

He looked at Xiaoqin again.

Xiaoqin also happened to look at him.

Xiaoqin's eyes fell on Zhou Mingfang's face, and then he looked at the people on the left and right.

He said a word: "Very good, almost everything is here."

The meaning of these words is obvious, but to these people's ears, they only find it funny.

But Xiaoqin didn't care about the laughter of these people.

He carried the coffin on his back and continued on.

He is getting closer and closer to Zhou Dashan!
The guards around Zhou Dashan immediately pulled out their swords nervously, but Zhou Dashan waved his hands.

"The little master came to pay respects to the old man, so there is no need to be nervous!"

He was still sitting on that chair, just watching Xiaoqin come to the eaves of this corridor.

Xiaoqin is still a foot away from him.

The knife stuck in Xiaoqin's waist is no more than three feet long.

Even if Xiaoqin drew his sword and charged again, let alone the guards on both sides, Zhou Mingfang alone was enough to draw out the sword beside him.

Xiaoqin didn't move forward.

He didn't draw his knife either.

Without seeing anyone else, he untied the rope that tied the coffin, and carefully placed the coffin in front of him.

It is placed vertically.

He stood next to the coffin, tapped his fingers on the coffin board three times, and then looked up at Mr. Zhou Dashan again.

There was no hatred of anger in his eyes, nor any killing intent.

His words are plain:

"Your name is Zhou Mingfang?"

"You are asking for a reason!"

"No, I'm worried that I killed the wrong person after traveling so far."

"Do you think you can kill this old man?"

Xiaoqin thought for a while, "I know you are a low-level master, and I also know that your sword is fast and powerful... But since I'm here, I have to try."

Zhou Mingfang smiled:
"Try to see whether it is your sword speed or the old man's sword speed?"

"Since you didn't let them attack me, I think you are confident in your sword... Is that sword the lover?"

Zhou Dashan stroked his long beard:
"That's right, it's the only sword your father made in his life!"

Zhou Dashan picked up the sword and drew it.

"Your father had had countless romantic lovers for half his life...he named this sword the Lover's Sword, and the sword lives up to its name."

"Good sword!"

Zhou Dashan caressed the blade of the lover's sword, as if he was stroking his lover's body.

"Your father said, once my heart was lost, only my lover led me out of loneliness."

"When a lover is in his arms, he will no longer ask where the flowers will go in the fleeting years... Although the reunion is short, the expectation is forever. Forge this sword to comfort lovesickness!"

He looked at Xiaoqin.

His sight became sharper.

"Draw the knife!"

"Let this old man send you on your way with this lover's sword!"

Xiaoqin took a step forward and stood in front of the vertical coffin.

He drew his knife!

Two knives!

He took another step forward and slashed at Zhou Dashan who was sitting on the chair twice!

The fastest two knives in his life!

Zhou Dashan's pupils shrank, and the lover's sword in his hand let out a resounding sword chant, as if his lover was having fun.

"Clang, clang, clang...!"

One sword, two knives collided more than ten times in a short moment.

Xiaoqin's knife cut off a corner of Zhou Dashan's red robe, and Zhou Dashan's sword pierced Xiaoqin's left shoulder blade.

Xiaoqin took a step back, Zhou Dashan had already stood up.

He narrowed his eyes.

The lover's sword in his hand exudes a dazzling luster like a lover.

He stepped forward and came with a sword!

Xiaoqin will go again with two stabs.

Yin Ruming's eyes widened!

She seemed to see Xiaoqin rushing towards the raging fire like a moth.

The masters of the rivers and lakes sitting under the left and right corridors also widened their eyes, and they all watched Zhou Dashan's sword carefully!
They all thought that the boy named Xiaoqin could not escape the power of this sword.

At the moment when the two swords met again!

At the moment when everyone's attention was attracted!

The lid of the vertical black coffin was suddenly opened.

(End of this chapter)