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The strange woman didn't care what his expression was, "I ask you, where did you get this sword?"

In this way, it was just an ordinary inquiry, but it felt strange to Jingyu's ears.

Since this woman is holding a sword, most of them are people in the rivers and lakes... The people in the rivers and lakes don't know about this 'black sword'?

Jingyu looked at her again... Seeing that her expression didn't look like a fake, she really didn't know. He couldn't help but wonder, 'What kind of mountain did you come from?'

But he didn't immediately ask about it, but said, "Is this your attitude of asking for advice?"

The woman still tilted her head, "Then what should I ask?"

"I should have said very sincerely, 'Childe, the little woman is so polite... Excuse me, where did you get your sword from?'... That's it, you see. "

"That's it. "

......

There was a brief silence in the woods, except for the chirping of birds.

Jingyu and the strange woman looked at each other... Gradually, he opened his mouth.

"Uh, you say...'That's all right', yes?"

The woman looked puzzled, "Don't you already know what I should say before you answer? "

"But you didn't say that, did you?" Jingyu felt the corners of his lips twitch unnaturally.

"You know it, and you still need me to say," she thought again, "but that's weird." "

Jingyu touched her forehead with her hand, feeling that if she continued to talk to her like this, she would be so angry that her forehead would jump out of the green tendons.

"I'm really scared of you... Let me tell you, I had the sword made. The most kills are because I've taken it to battle. "

"Have you been on the battlefield?" After two consecutive questions, the eyelids of her eyes lowered some height... The eyelids were slightly curved when fully opened, but now they are flat. Such a slight change made her strange eyes, which were dark and surrounded by silver light, sharpen.

She just looked at him.

Jingyu felt as if she had finally pulled back something, and smiled faintly, "Do you think I'm lying?"

"It's not... It's you. She seemed to understand something, and her expression regained and looked at the sword again, "It is rumored that you are born with divine powers, and I can understand that you can use heavy swords. It's just, why didn't you give the sword a strike?"

Is a sword without a blade used for smashing?

Among the weapons, there are indeed hammers, sticks... If it's just about the effect, why not just make a shape like this... The existence of this bladeless heavy sword is somewhat strange.

"Eight words are enough to sum it up!" Jing Dao: "The heavy sword has no edge, and it is a great skill"

For the first time, the strange woman showed a surprised expression in front of Jingyu.

"Isn't it coincidental..."

She turned sideways, "It's in your hands, it's good." After taking a few steps, he seemed to remember something and paused again, "By the way, being able to say those eight words means that you are not an ordinary man." If you want to cultivate one day, you can come to me. "

She didn't wait for Jingyu to answer, and her figure gradually faded away. I guess the same method was used when she came.

"Looking for you, are you covering me?" Jingyu felt speechless for a while, and leaned back on the trunk again, "It's not very old, but its tone is not small... I don't know who she is?'

He glanced in the direction of the Little Sage Village, "She said that Fusu invited her here..."

This woman can come to his neighborhood silently, and her cultivation is by no means simple... Jingyu was intrigued by her.

I know that Little Sage Village can now be said to be almost half of all the masters in Songhai City, and this half is all hostile people... But he still couldn't stop wanting to go in and have a look.

As soon as he thought of it, he jumped off the trunk of the tree, drew his black sword and plunged it back into the sheath on his back. He pinned the thin sword to his waist, unfolded his body, and dived towards the village.

Almost one step slower than the monk woman, he followed her to the kendo hall where Confucian disciples usually practice martial arts-what he thought in his heart was that Fusu would invite her to come, even if he asked her to watch a play, I believe he would tell her what kind of play she was watching... She must know where the 'play' is going to happen.

In front of the kendo hall, there was a Confucian disciple standing, and the roads on both sides were guarded by black-armored Qin soldiers.

The two of them calmly passed past them one after another and entered the kendo hall without attracting anyone's attention.

After Jingyu entered the kendo hall, she could no longer see the woman's figure. He could feel her presence, though.

He thought to himself, 'Since she was invited, there was no need to hide. In doing so, I'm afraid I deliberately showed my hand. ’

If it is debunked here, it is estimated that the other party will immediately turn his face... His plans to watch it next would have been frustrated.

So, he pretended to wonder where the woman had gone.

Timing it right, and after 'not finding' her, he turned around and planned to leave. However, there was a large amount of aura coming from the front, which made him 'startled', and he quickly jumped on the top of the girder of the kendo hall and eliminated his breath.

"Is that okay?" said an ethereal voice.

I felt that the voice did not echo between the halls, but directly into my mind.

'Tian Lai Transmission?' Jingyu couldn't help but be surprised, 'It turns out to be from the Taoist faction... I was still wondering if she was from the Yin and Yang family. It's just that I haven't heard that in addition to Xiaoyaozi, there are such masters in Renzong, especially a woman. Could it be... Heavenly Sect's?'

He pondered these things only for a moment, and did not delay in answering.

"And what am I going to do?" he whispered.

"Cover yours with my breath. The strange woman said.

This is exactly what Jingyu wants, "Then thank you." He replied, sensing it slightly, controlling a breath that merged with the aura he felt hers.

"Not bad. "She seemed to be complimenting him... Commend him for being able to do it in such a short period of effort.

Jingyu smiled.

At this time, the voice of a Confucian disciple greeting Fusu Rin came from outside the door, and the door of the kendo hall opened inward.

Fusu, who was dressed in white, took the lead, Fu Nian and Li Si accompanied him, then Zhang Liang, Yan Lu and Zhao Gao... The group walked in slowly according to the dignity and humility, the host and the guest.

Jingyu quietly went down and observed everyone's faces, 'One, two, three, four... Be... Six, six sensed her aura. ’_

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