lethal arsenal

Chapter 527 Sword Dance
"Those are two peerless swords."

"Purple Ying Qingsuo is a male and female body. If it is not counted as an ancient spiritual treasure, it is the first sword in the world. It is said that it was first acquired by Ai Zhenzi, a Taoist priest in the Great Wilderness Period. Later, Ai Zhenzi thought that the murderous power of the two swords was too much... "

Yan Chixia is still educating everyone about the history of the two swords.

But Gou Tuzi, who was holding the butcher's knife at the side, couldn't sit still anymore. He stood up and asked, "If it is really a treasure, how could you get it?"

"Hmph, that was passed down from my master's sect."

Yan Chixia snorted coldly.

"Taoist, don't talk nonsense about Shushan. Who among us here has heard of it?"

"Which mountain among the 100,000 mountains is called Shushan?
"Besides, since it is your master's most precious treasure, why did you lose it? Moreover, who has seen the blood demon talking about it? The two spells you have are just illusions and transportation spells. Before you I've seen that pear vendor playing tricks at the door of the inn, Master Gou, but I haven't seen how capable you are."

The young man wrapped in a black wolf fur stole the prize immediately. This kid was originally a butcher of dogs and pigs in the city. When he was ten years old, he wielded a butcher's knife and inflicted the final blow on the pig demon that broke through the city gate.

Calls himself a dog butcher.

Yin Ling'er naturally turned a deaf ear to other people's sarcasm. She didn't care at all about these guys with little magic power.

"If I can win everyone Fu's dance, I will die a hundred times without regrets."

"Hahaha."

As soon as the main body and the second soul met and checked, he sorted out what had happened recently.

Yin Ling'er, on the other hand, stared at the other person intently, especially the bearded face.

……

In the hall, the scholar waving his fan had a chuckle on his face.

"Huh, Shuzi."

After Lin Dong took his seat, he glanced around and saw the second soul wearing a white fox mask, Yin Ling'er, and a group of strangers invited to investigate the murder case.

"However, the Sa family still said that those who can help me find the two magic weapons will definitely be generous with rewards. Flying swords from Shushan, red gold offered to ancient gods in exchange for good fortune, or various precious demon materials, thousand-year-old clams The tooth, the heart that hollow demons can use to make elixirs, the sycamore trees on Phoenix Mountain, the dragon beads that inherit the destiny of a country, and all kinds of treasures, as long as you name them, Yan will definitely pay them to you. "

But to say that he has anything to do with Xuantianzong's handsome and extraordinary appearance is an insult to Xuantianzong.

With his thick beard, messy bun, round face, and red nose, it is not an exaggeration to say that he looks like a drunken immortal!

The purple and green swords are the highest-level secrets in Shushan, and are not something that cats and dogs can know.

Amidst a bunch of weird laughter, Yin Ling'er said firmly and nodded to Yan Chixia with a serious look on her face.

"Someone, someone..."

Seeing everyone looking at her, Yan Chixia stuttered a bit and turned even redder.

At the beginning, Wang Danian, the lord of Suolong City, originally planned to incorporate this kid into the personal guard.

The Wang family's mansion is very large, and a stage is built in the hall, which still looks spacious.

The bearded Yan Chixia's face turned red and she snorted coldly. However, she didn't care about the child. Instead, she raised her hands and said to everyone: "If you want to think that Yan is talking about cross talk, then wait until you listen to the cross talk." ”

After all, this young man couldn't bear to hear Yan Chixia's nonsense, so he naturally exposed Yan Chixia's face simply and neatly.

Some people in the city even said harsh words.

Dog Butcher slapped the table and said.

After practicing for a while, Goutuzi returned to the city recently, and his daily livelihood depends on going out of the city to kill demons and ghosts.

Yan Chixia shouted.

It should be said that apart from subduing demons and demons, Lin Dong himself did not encounter any strange things.

The entire banquet arrangement was Fu Yuechi's idea.

Recently, there has been a lot of commotion in the city, so the housekeeper's wife, Sun Erniang, was invited over.

"I believe you."

The conversation turned.

Lin Dong himself sat in front of a long dining table, with seats on both sides placed in a straight row. At the end of the dining table and seats was a six-foot-high red cloth stage.

"What bullshit flying swordsmanship? If you really have a treasure, just pick one to open your eyes. If you can really show it, Master Gou, I will recognize you as my father on the spot."

"This little girl is so confused that she doesn't believe anything other people say."

The strangers hosted by the housekeeper's wife were naturally lined up on both sides.

His words caused everyone to laugh happily, and the air seemed to become more lively.

But even so, Yin Ling'er still suspected that Yan Chixia was inextricably linked to her father, Xuantian Sect.

However, there was another opportunity behind this little devil, and he was picked by a walking monk.

Fu Yuechi's younger sister, Fu Qingfeng, is one of the best in the city for her sword dance, and is hailed as Master Fu by the people in the city. Sword dance performances are usually only performed during major festivals or when the army goes on an expedition.

The only ones present were wearing the mask of Bai Hu'er, Lin Dong's second soul, and Yin Ling'er, who was not smiling. Lin Dong was particularly sensitive to the name Yan Chixia.

"Since we are asking someone to help subdue the demon, you, as the city lord, must meet. Besides, since we have announced a great victory in this expedition, we must look like a great victory. I will let the breeze dance for you later. Sword helps wine.”

"It's true that I can't take it out now, but as long as I find either of the two swords, the seal will be opened immediately, and the promised benefits will be given to you."

blow!
The cyan sword pill was spinning in the palm of his hand. Yin Ling'er opened her white and tender palms, turned to face the crowd and said, "Because I am the descendant of Shushan."

But the second soul encountered that weird monk - Monk Dengcao.

This situation actually surprised Lin Dong.

He remembered very clearly that in the outside world, Lin Dong slapped the little man with chopsticks into powder.

Monk Dengcao is still alive?

Could the mastermind behind everything be that Dengcao monk?
Various thoughts were floating in Lin Dong's mind.

Fu Yuechi sat next to Lin Dong and said, "I've come to my senses." Her white and tender palms gently waved in front of Lin Dong.

Lin Dong subconsciously looked around and saw twenty or thirty shirtless teenagers, each carrying a drum on their backs. After taking the stage, they immediately formed a circle and a half.

After the young men came on stage one after another, they saw a pretty girl slowly taking the stage.

Wearing a white silk skirt embroidered with gold, her slender waist is tied with a pearl-colored phoenix and dragon pattern belt, the hairpin is like azure blue, and the ears are like flowing silver inlaid with pearl pendants.

A pair of narrow embroidered shoes seems to dance in the palm of a person's hand.

As for her appearance, she is even more beautiful, but her figure is too light. She holds two black daggers, with a long silk ribbon tied on one side of the hilt. There is a white crow standing on its shoulders, yes, it is white. crow……

Facing everyone's gaze, Fu Qingfeng accepted it calmly.

Her clear eyes were like those of a young deer in the mountains, "Brother-in-law." She bowed first, then called him affectionately, staring at Lin Dong with eyes that seemed to be dripping with water.

"Please ask my brother-in-law to play the drum for me."

The dagger pointed towards the sky, the white crow flew up, and the girl smiled, revealing her white teeth.

"This……"

Lin Dong understood what she meant, and glanced at Yin Ling'er subconsciously, and saw Yin Ling'er looking at him with an upright look.

The second soul on the side hurriedly pressed Yin Ling'er's shoulders.

Boom!
A drum sounded.

But it was Lin Dong who picked up a peanut and hit it on the drum head.

He was not a strict henkeeper, and Yin Ling'er still had no status. "Well, who can control me?" Such thoughts flashed through Lin Dong's mind.

next moment.

The jet-black dagger flew out, pink satin flashed before everyone's eyes, and white crows circled in the air.

Boom!
dong dong!

The rhythm quickly picked up, with two or three peanuts hitting the drum respectively.

Her hands spread out, the black dagger flew in the air, and her slender waist twisted to the rhythm of the drums, which was really beautiful.

While the clothes were flying, the black sword light flashed.

The dripping sword energy was so shocking that it hurt people's eyes, but it was so hot that it didn't pierce the drum surface.

Lin Dong was delighted to see it, but at this moment he couldn't care less about Yin Ling'er's fire-breathing gaze or the cold look on the young general Fu Yuechi's face sitting beside him.

He directly picked up a plate of peanuts and spilled it.

Boom boom boom!
The drum beats continuously. The hairpin skirts are flying, the sword light is swimming, and the pink satin is like the sleeves of the nine-day fairy, which makes people dizzy.

"Good good."

Lin Dong clapped his hands repeatedly, both the main body and the second spirit's eyes fell on the pretty little beauty.

Beautiful posture and excellent figure. Compared with Fu Yuechi, Fu Qingfeng has an indescribable spirituality.

"awesome."

Lin Dong took several photos and flew out the crystal cup of amber wine. The wine was like a calm lake, without any ripples or spilled.

"Thank you, brother-in-law."

There was a touch of tenderness in the delicate voice. Fu Qingfeng actually used the silk to pull the dagger, and while leading the sword dance, he caught the crystal wine glass with the tip of the sword, then held the glass in one hand and took a sip.

At this time, the light in the hall is particularly white and soft. Looking at the beautiful woman under the light, the wine is not intoxicating, but the person is intoxicated.

"Brother-in-law invites Qingfeng to have wine, and Qingfeng also invites brother-in-law to eat fish and clams."

Her dancing shadow was all over the stage. Suddenly, Fu Qingfeng gently threw the satin dagger. She lightly stepped on the sword with her lotus feet and flew towards Lin Dong.

The faint fragrance hits my face.

The delicacies on the table were parting like a sea, parting to both sides. The tip of the dagger was pointed directly at Lin Dong. On the tip of the sword was the half-drunk glass of remaining wine.

On one side of the wine glass, there are elegant lip prints.

Lin Dong calmly took the wine glass. Fu Qingfeng flicked his wrist and used his body wheel to withdraw one of the swords, while holding the other dagger in his hand.

"Brother-in-law, take a look."

A seductive smile spread across her face.

Lin Dong held the cup and stared straight at the girl's beautiful face. To be honest, Fu Qingfeng gave him an inexplicable feeling that he had never experienced with Yin Ling'er or Gu Yue.

Fu Qingfeng rolled up his sleeves, revealing his white arms, and gently picked up a plate of ice fish in front of Lin Dong with his white and tender fingers. This fish was originally used for eating fish meat and was fished out of the Shang River not long ago.

An iceberg is also carved on the plate to add a delicious flavor.

However, he saw that the black dagger was flying around, and the ice fish that had been sliced ​​extremely thin was even more thinly sliced.

Pieces of fish meat are as transparent as thin wings, and like butterfly wings falling into the plate one after another.

In particular, a crystal clear ice flower actually appeared on part of the originally carved iceberg on the plate when the dagger was flying.

The fish fillets are placed on the flowers, which is beautiful.

Beautiful and delicious! !

"Mashiro, but it would be nice if it were bigger."

Lin Dong stared at the fish and said pointedly.

When the girl dances with the sword, the gauze inevitably reveals some excellent scenery.

"Brother-in-law, please enjoy."

The girl sheathed her sword and sat cross-legged on the table, but no one thought she was overstepping her limits, they just thought it was a beautiful scenery.

She gently held the dinner plate, on which were icebergs, ice flowers and fish meat that blended into the scenery.

The delicious taste stimulated Lin Dong to swallow his saliva.

"Humph."

Yin Ling'er snorted coldly and broke the silence.

She put her fingers together with her sword, and just as she was about to cast a spell, she saw Lin Dong's second soul, the hateful clone wearing a white fox mask, slowly shaking his head at her.

A wisp of breeze flew by, and a piece of fish meat on the ice flower rose with the wind.

Fu Qingfeng gently twisted his fingers and put it to his lips, then stretched out the tip of his fresh tongue and rolled it, and the fish meat fell into the small cherry mouth.

"Brother-in-law, why haven't you eaten yet? Do you still want others to feed you? In that case, I'm afraid my sister will be angry."

Fu Qingfeng gently tugged on Lin Dong's sleeve with his other hand, gently.

"hehe."

Lin Dong was about to say a few sentimental words, but he was actually a little tickled by this girl in his heart.

Even though he knew that this was an illusion set up by Fudo Myōō, what gentleman wouldn't like such an illusion?

"Cough cough."

A cold cough interrupted what Lin Dong wanted to say.

"Qingfeng, your sword dance is beautiful, your brother-in-law and I both know it."

Fu Yuechi said lightly.

"whee."

Fu Qingfeng chuckled lightly, stood up and kicked off lightly, flying towards the stage. The whole movement was smooth and flowing like a flying fairy in a painting.

Lin Dong's face remained calm as he picked up a piece of fish meat with chopsticks. It was really delicious.

The entire celebration banquet became more interesting because of Fu Qingfeng's sword dance.

……

Couple makes a house.

"You kid, why are you always so careless?"

Xing Baotou touched Zhu Zhong's swollen cheek and said.

"It's okay, Master. It's a small matter, a small matter."

He took a deep breath and said vaguely.

"I just know how to show off."

Mr. Xing took back his hand, frowned and said something.

"Cough cough."

Zhu Zhong coughed several times and vomited bloody phlegm, "Those two demon hunters are indeed quite powerful, but I was also accidentally hit. With the dragon stick in hand, they really fought... "

"If we really fight, you can't beat me."

Xing Baotou interrupted Zhu Zhong.

"You have such a temper, you are too reckless. I have already revealed the information to you before. The murderer may be a woman. Why did you just..."

Xing Captou was only half-way through his words about how he hated iron for not becoming steel, when he heard Zhu Zhong retort: ​​"Yes, I just took action decisively when I saw a woman among them."

"I'm talking about a person!!"

Xing Captou’s voice shook.

"What if there is an accomplice?"

Zhu Zhong raised his neck and said.

"You, you... you are a child who cannot be taught!"

Xing Baotou was so angry that he stammered and waved his hands.

"hey-hey."

Zhu Zhong just smiled honestly.

"You kid, hey..."

Xing Captou wanted to say something, but he sighed deeply and was silent for a moment. After rolling his eyes, he said: "Those are strangers. If something happens, let them rush forward. You know, stay behind?"

"I understand, Master. However, I don't think they are very powerful. There is a young butcher, a thin young man who can be knocked down by the wind, and a boastful Taoist who deceives people with a fox face. , the woman who plays Jianwan is indeed somewhat capable, but that woman is just relying on the power of the magic sword, real swords and real spears..."

Zhu Zhong was still boasting, but at this moment, a mournful voice came from outside.

"It's not good, it's not good, another murder happened! Boom!"

Someone rang the gong in the police room, and the sound was deafening.

Regardless of his injuries, Zhu Zhong picked up the Panlong iron rod in the morgue and stepped out.

(End of this chapter)