I created the Longevity Club

The inscriptions on the sword rack have traces of being smeared and re-engraved, and there is only one inscription left on it. "Galan"

Is it the name of the weapon that was originally here? Most likely, no one would give a name specifically for an ordinary rack.

So what did the weapons on this rack look like originally? I'm afraid no one except the original owner would know this question. So why not listen to the original owner. "There was originally a... sword here?" "Yes, the name is Galan."

A warm voice, a green gown, and a gentle smile on his face.

This person looks like a good person at first glance.

This figure, who looks a little illusory, is holding a piece of soft cloth and carefully wiping the wooden sword rack.

"403" seems to be a person with a story, and there is a sword, why don't you ask it yourself. "Excuse me, is this sword lost? Why is it not here."

The green-shirted man didn't wear a long sword around his waist. Yes, no one would have the habit of wearing a long sword indoors.

After looking around for a week, I didn't see any weapons that met the length requirements, so I asked out loud. I thought such a gentle and kind person would definitely answer my question. "It was given away. There is only a wooden rack left. It should be kept as a souvenir." The green-shirted figure who was still wiping the weapon rack was still busy without looking up.

He wiped it very carefully, a small wooden rack, but he wiped it over and over again, as if he was worried that it would always be covered with dust. He wiped it over and over again, and he was afraid that it would be covered with patina if he continued to wipe it. "Sir, you cherished such a weapon, such a favorite, but you gave it away?"

I tried again, and I don't know why, there was a strange force driving me, as if I had to ask the reason before I would stop. It was a pity that I didn't think more at the time. If I thought more... But these are all later stories.

"A gentleman has the ability to help others achieve their goals. No matter how much you cherish it, it will only bring shame to the sword."

The man in green shirt raised his head and smiled at me. His gentle smile was immediately imprinted in my heart. What a gentle gentleman. I wonder which girl he will be lucky enough to marry in the future.

He lowered his head again and wiped the wooden shelf that seemed to never be clean. I don't know whether he missed the sword or liked the shelf. Men are hard to understand. "Girl, please sit down. Don't be shy." He raised his head and smiled at me again!

Xuan Er suddenly raised his head and smiled at this uninvited guest. No, the gentle smile has always been on his face, but this time the smile is a little bit more intense. Before, it was a clear sky with light clouds, and now it is a warm sun in the sky.

Oh, my little heart can't stand it. It's a pity to put such a warm man on the shelf. It's better for me to do it for him, so as not to waste the gift of nature.

Not too far, not too close, just opposite the low table, there is a balcony, the sun outside is warm, go there and pretend to look at the scenery, then kill from behind and turn around, this is what one of my best friends taught me, who is hated by iron and steel.

My best friend is not small, she vowed to seduce all the handsome men in the world, and now the goal has been achieved... a sect.

Look at myself again, obviously the foundation is not bad, but because of my identity as a sword cultivator, and the temperament of a sword cultivator that seems to be born, I only attract a bunch of girls and some perverts. Those people don’t say anything, they are beaten by my sword and still say "thank you for the hospitality". Hiss, thinking of those people's faces makes me sick, I want to kick them in the face a few more times, but every time I kick them, they get more excited, so I just stay away from them, so as not to be affected by the pervert's temperament and find it even harder to find normal people.

I said I would come. I never knew what kind of person I liked before. I didn't expect to meet someone I liked today. I'm really lucky! My best friend who said she would date all the handsome men in the world, I'm afraid she couldn't move her feet when she saw this man. She was so excited that she went to throw herself into his arms and called him brother.

Move your lotus steps slightly, pay attention to your temperament and body shape. Your body shape is your biggest weapon. Use them to give those preys who covet you a fatal blow.

I felt a little awkward as soon as I took the first step. I really couldn't hold on. I just gave up. It should be okay if I only have temperament. 0.… My best friend would beat herself to death after hearing this, but "I can't do it."

I took small steps and finally moved to the balcony. As for what was in front of me, I didn't care at all. My attention was all on the fact that I had used up my life's talent just now to twist out a posture that was in line with my best friend's standards. I guess I could meet the standard.

When I thought about how my best friend always taught me but always made me angry, I suddenly felt guilty. I hope it won't have any counter-effect. I finally fell in love with a man.

It’s not like I haven’t seen good men before, and although they are all good, I just don’t have that kind of excitement in my heart. My best friend said that after meeting that kind of feeling, I will know firmly that I am in love.

Before, I just thought that my best friend had fallen for someone's unlucky guy again, and she was just making excuses, and I could also mourn for that unlucky guy for two seconds. But today, after seeing this man in blue, I realized that what my best friend said before was true. This inexplicable throbbing is like the sunrise, the first breeze at four in the morning in summer, the sunset at seven in the evening in winter, and the warmth at four in the afternoon in spring, like autumn leaves, swaying in the wind and being pushed around.

After struggling with the problem of the pace for a long time, I finally saw the scenery outside the window. "So... so beautiful."

0.5 The scenery in front of me made me exclaim this sentence, which couldn't be more vulgar. There is no way. I am not an elegant person. I haven't read too many books, but everything on the road of cultivation is a book that is so thick that it is difficult to finish reading in this lifetime. There is always enough truth. It just depends on whether the reader can understand it.

Lake water, sunset, sparkling.

White geese paddling on the water, thin willows, stone bridges

Green lotus, duckweed, and a small boat.

What a poetic place. I dare not speak loudly, for fear of disturbing this world that is like an outdoor paradise and has come out of a painting. "Is it beautiful?"

I don't know when, the man in green shirt who finally wiped the weapon rack stood up and spoke in his direction. .