Swordsman of the World

Chapter 48 Communication
"Eh? What the hell is this?" The woman in red frowned while holding the bottle that Yang Dong handed over.

On the contrary, there was a very pure breath of Shenmu in it, which made her feel refreshed after taking a breath.

Yang Dong grinned and said, "You don't know this kind of thing, how dare you call yourself a businessman?"

Suddenly, the puzzled expression of the woman in red changed, she looked at Yang Dong in surprise, and asked, "The essence of Taiyi Shenmu? Boy, where do you have it?"

"Do I need to tell you? Don't tell me you want to grab it openly. Is this the only reputation you have for this ship?" Yang Dong asked the other party frivolously.

The woman in red froze for a moment, only to realize that she had lost her composure. There was no way, who made this treasure so precious, it was a priceless treasure.

Yang Dong reached out to take back the bottle, and at the same time took out the portraits of his parents, and said: "Help me find two people, no matter whether they are alive or dead, as long as there is news about them, if the news is reliable, this bottle will be regarded as a reward, and if you find someone, you will get double. "

The woman in red looked at it, and said with a smile, "Hey, filial son? You have found your relatives and found yourself in the cultivation world."

She looked at Yang Dong with teary eyes, and suddenly stood up, pulled the collar, and almost all of her exposed chest was exposed, and the breasts on it jumped up and down.

She half leaned on Yang Dong's body, and said with a smile: "Little handsome boy, what do you think of me? Give me that thing, and I will be yours tonight. If you have two copies, before you arrive at the Bone Dao Palace, I will They are all yours, and you can do whatever you want me to do."

Yang Dong was so disgusted, he jumped away and said coldly: "Do you want to do this deal? If you don't do it, forget it."

The woman in red was so boring, she thought to herself, how can a brat with no hair at all be able to withstand the temptation of his own body?Could it be that he likes men?
Regarding her inexplicable self-confidence, Yang Dong expressed helplessness. After all, we are Lie Ningqiu's man who slept with Xiaojia Biyu, but we are picky eaters.

"Okay, we will meet again on July [-]th next year, and we have to prepare a double copy for me. Our intelligence network is still very good." The woman in red agreed to the deal with Yang Dong without hesitation.

In the end, most of these ended up in a medium room and one in a good room.

The Yang Dong siblings and another young man entered the poor housing.

What's wrong with this poor room?In this way, Yang Dong recalled that he had nothing in his new residence in Tangjiabao.

It's still a room for four people!There is no privacy at all.

There are two beds on the left hand side, an Eight Immortals table in the middle, and a round paper window on the side. You can see the outside, and the light comes from this window.

And from the bottom.

The only good thing about Yang Dong is that the beds are relatively clean and brand new.

When the three of them came to this room, there was already one person there, also a man, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, carrying a broad sword on his back, and he knew at a glance that he was a sword cultivator with heavy martial arts and sword spirit.

"Falcon!" He whistled immediately after seeing Song Muqing: "Beauty, hey, do you want to sleep with me? I'm young and strong, and I sleep with you for free, and the water doesn't cost any nights."

He spoke Wei Wenyu, which was spoken by many people far north in the Qin and Ming dynasties.

Although Song Muqing couldn't understand, she was thin-skinned, and when she saw the other party staring at her lewdly, she immediately blushed.

Yang Dong was furious, and he immediately reprimanded in this Wei Wen language: "Shut your dog's mouth, or I will make it unable to open again."

"Huh?" The strong man was very surprised. He didn't expect that the other party could speak his native language, and he was even threatened.

He gritted his teeth, held the broad sword in his hand, and said, "Really? Do you want to try?"

Yang Dong raised his chin and said: "I never compete with the dead, idiot, touch your neck, if the order does not allow killing, you are already a corpse."

The big man was terrified, and stretched out his hand to touch it. Why was there blood on his neck?When did this guy start?

But he didn't know that Yang Dong never left the hilt of the Xingchen Sword from the moment he boarded the boat.The power of his sword soul has always controlled the invisible evil spirit, controlled the transparent short sword, and protected himself at all times.

So just now, the thick-browed man didn't notice at all that a sharp transparent dagger was resting on his neck.

When he looked at Yang Dong again, he was already dripping with cold sweat, and finally he groaned and fell asleep.

Dinner was very simple, steamed stuffed bun and porridge, probably the worst food, Song Muqing didn't like to eat it, so Yang Dong gave her Bigu Pill. Anyway, when he got Situ Jing's pocket, he gained a lot.

At night, the door god will patrol every room, asking everyone not to go out, only allowed to go out during the day.

Yang Dong was also lying on the bed, silently reciting the medical alchemy books that his master had asked him to memorize.

Suddenly, Song Muqing sat on his bed, and then slipped into Yang Dong's arms.

"What's wrong?" Yang Dong asked curiously.

Song Muqing pouted and said coquettishly: "Brother, I'm not used to it, I'm so scared, I don't want to sleep alone."

Yang Dong patted her on the back, knowing that leaving the Qin Ming Dynasty and going to an unknown world, it was difficult for her to accept it for a while, and comforted her: "Silly girl, then hug me to sleep."

"Yeah~!" Song Muqing happily hugged Yang Dong, her head tucked into his arms, and slowly fell asleep.

"Your sister does it all, you bastard." Unexpectedly, the big man who spoke Wei Wenyu snorted in displeasure.

Yang Dong's eyes turned hard, and he stretched out his hand to cover Song Muqing's ears, secretly carrying the invisible evil spirit, bound the transparent dagger, and stabbed down fiercely with a whoosh.

A sword pierced the arm of the thick-browed man, piercing fiercely into the muscle.

"Ah!" The thick-browed man snorted in pain, and he pulled out his magic weapon, the broad sword, and said angrily, "Are you looking for a fight? Do you really think I'm a vegetarian? I'm still afraid that you won't succeed as a swordsman in the middle stage?"

Pfft, another sword, soundless, but this time it contains the sword energy of the stars. With the sword soul of nothingness, the destructive power has to be raised to a higher level!
A sword pierced his skin to pieces.

Puff puff puff, dozens of sword qi criss-crossed one after another, closely connected but not leaked out, it cut and wounded the whole body of the thick-browed man.

Ahhh!The thick-browed man fell down in pain, unable to hold the sword in his hand, and woke up the sword repairer next to him.

Seeing his blood all over, and seeing Yang Dong lying on the bed, he felt inexplicable: "What's going on? Haunted? Why was he injured for no reason?"

Yang Dong didn't answer the sword repairer who was also on the boat in Leizhou City, but said indifferently: "Apologize to my sister."

"She, she fell asleep, why should I apologize?" The big man had hundreds of sword wounds all over his body, bleeding profusely. At this moment, he was already staring at Yang Dong in complete fear.

He couldn't figure it out at all, how did this boy attack himself?I can't see his sword at all.

Yang Dongsu said sternly: "Although killing people is not allowed, I want to cut off a limb, which is also in line with the rules. Just now I saw that you hold the sword in your right hand, so let's keep your right hand."

"I'm sorry!" The thick-browed man immediately apologized, cutting off a hand, it would be better to kill him.

Yang Dong didn't say anything more, protecting his sister is what he should do.

This night passed peacefully.

Early the next morning, there was only white porridge left, Yang Dong frowned, his sister was still growing up, so she couldn't eat this kind of food.

In the past in Yangjiabao, no matter how hard he endured, he would always give his sister enough food.

But it's someone else's boat, and if it makes them unhappy, what if they throw you off the boat?
After Song Muqing ate some porridge and water, she held her phantom sword and wiped it. Anyway, she had nothing to do.The two people on the opposite side were also closing their eyes and meditating.

Yang Dong said to her: "Qing'er, wait here, I'll get you something delicious."

Song Muqing nodded obediently. Although she was afraid of being alone, she also knew that she couldn't stay under her brother's wing forever. She couldn't even be independent during this time, and she would only become a burden to her brother in the future.

Yang Dong went to the deck and found that the ship was really moving fast, breaking through the wind and waves, like a group of galloping horses.

And the surrounding water and sky are the same color, and the azure blue sea can't see anything except the sea.

He didn't see the crippled old friend of the master, but he saw the "giant" door god who was halfway taller than Yang Dong, and he was looking at the sea.

"Door God, I want to improve the food in the inferior room." Yang Dong said straight to the point.

The door god turned his head indifferently, and said, "We don't have that much food to entertain those with no future."

"Should I buy the head office?" Yang Dong took out a middle-grade sword soul stone.

The door god was not moved at all, but pointed to the surface of the sea, and said: "There are a lot of edible things in the sea, you can grab them."

Yang Dong frowned, and said, "Middle-grade spirit source!"

At this moment, the door god was finally a little moved. He reached out to take a middle-grade spiritual source, and said, "When you come to the kitchen in the future, I will keep your share."

The transaction between the two was seen by the people on the third floor. The third floor is the first-class room. The sword gate they are going to is extremely powerful. From the moment they entered the third floor, they became arrogant.

"Hehe, a rich man in Leizhou City."

The other party used a common language, and thanks to the fact that Yang Dong had learned a lot of languages ​​in Leizhou, otherwise he wouldn't be able to understand.

Yang Dong looked up and saw a young man about his own age, not as tall as himself, wearing a flying swallow suit and a silver crown on top.

I saw him jumping down from the three-story building, and at the same time, he did not hide his aura at all, late swordsman!
The other party said arrogantly: "Boy, my name is Lu Wenhou, show me your pocket, as a protection fee, I will protect you from being bullied when you arrive at Jianmen."

This is Ming robbery, he hasn't been robbed for a long time, and he is really not used to it.

Yang Dong squinted his eyes, and found that this guy had a strong sense of self-protection, and a special aura flowed around his body, but it was not as hard to grasp as the invisible evil aura, but it achieved the effect of protecting him through some magic tools.

With a shake of his hand, the heavy sword covered by the sackcloth was revealed.

This is the last of the three high-grade magic weapons in Situ Jing's waist pocket. It is suitable for heavy martial arts sword soul. The body of the sword is black, three fingers wide, and the handle is relatively simple, a bit like an ancient bronze sword.

But it is three times heavier than the average low-grade magic weapon of the same kind!
Don't underestimate the triple weight, the same heavy martial arts sword soul sword cultivator can increase the power by three times in actual combat.

Lu Wenhou was stunned for a while, and said: "Do you dare to fight me? Hahahahaha... Do you know who I am and which sword gate I am going to? Haha, I am also drunk to think that an ignorant person like you can get on the boat .”

"Forget it, maybe you don't even know what I said, so you just protect yourself in such a panic." Lu Wenhou laughed for a while, his expression changed, and he said fiercely: "It's okay, I'll let you see what it means to be the same age." The gap between people, it’s just a high-grade magic weapon, and I have it too.”

Clang, a blood-red long sword was pulled out, and the atmosphere on both sides was hot, and it was about to explode.

(End of this chapter)