The Former Wife Came to the Door

"This guy is amazing!"

"Call the master, call the master quickly!"

"Only a master can deal with this guy."

"Master! Help!"

Li Hui was slightly startled when he heard the word "Master".

At this time, a white figure suddenly flew up from the ship that had just joined the ship, and turned over the heads of a large group of Vietnamese soldiers. The man's skill was so beautiful that he turned flowers in mid-air, just like the legend said. Like the ease in a martial arts novel, it slipped through the air and landed steadily in front of Li Hui. A long white dress twirled and spread out, with a delicate and beautiful appearance, and an ancient sword hanging obliquely from his back...

The head of the thirty-three swordsmen, Maiden Zhao, is here!

"Si!" Li Hui gasped, it's not good!Although the God of War is formidable, he is still far behind against the God of War and the Overlord, and if the God of War and the Overlord fight this woman head-on, they may not be this woman's opponent, because no matter whether the God of War or the Overlord They are still gods of war, they are all born for the battlefield, and they are good at charging, opening and closing, and riding a thousand with an indomitable momentum.But when it comes to vendettas in the Jianghu, he will probably not be able to defeat Maiden Zhao.

Maiden Zhao's face was very cold, and she couldn't see much expression. With a clang sound, the ancient sword was out of its sheath, and the light of the sword was in front of Li Hui in a blink of an eye. The seemingly invisible sword energy is no longer in the category of human beings...

Li Hui didn't dare to take it head-on, so he flipped sideways to avoid the sword light. In the broken place more than ten centimeters wide on the ship's side, he was able to do a sideways flip and stood firmly on the side of the ship. Maiden Zhao couldn't help but I was taken aback: "This man is very skilled."

However, no matter how powerful the skill is, Maiden Zhao never paid attention to it. She wanted to chase Li Hui with her sword, but she heard Li Hui laughing and saying: "Fortunately, my uncle has been guarding against the possibility of you being here, so I am here. The uncle also arranged an opponent for you." He suddenly turned his head and shouted at the lake: "Hey, Miss Zhao, here comes your job, this woman is your thing."

"What kind of food is there?" Maiden Zhao was about to tell Li Hui to stop talking nonsense, when she suddenly saw a small boat paddling quickly across the lake. Standing on the boat was a water chestnut picker, the water chestnut picker just now She also rowed past Fan Li's boat once, and many swordsmen from the Yue Kingdom greeted her and blew whistles, but now she suddenly took off the bamboo hat on her head, revealing a delicate face. She also took out the ancient sword below the deck and carried it on her back...

The boat sailed across the lake at high speed, and the lake wind lifted her long skirt. She seemed to be treading water, and the picture was as beautiful as a dream.

Maiden Zhao was slightly startled: "This woman... looks exactly like me? Even the way she appears on the stage is very my style, just one word: pretend!"

Just thinking of this, the woman on the boat jumped up lightly, as if stepping into the air, gliding in the sky, and flew onto the boat in an instant. She landed firmly in front of Maiden Zhao, and the two were at a distance of two meters. They looked at each other, as if they were looking at each other in a mirror. In the mirror, they could clearly see their own facial features, exactly the same movements, exactly the same expressions, even the look of disdain for others in their eyes, and the strong confidence in themselves.

"Who are you?" Maiden Zhao asked in surprise.

"I am you!" Zhao Chunv smiled faintly: "Let's compare swords!"

"Compare to compare!"

Zheng!

Two ancient swords used Yuenu swordsmanship at the same time, one white and one green, two figures flew up into the sky, their long skirts were spinning and flying in the air, in a blink of an eye, the two had passed more than a dozen moves, Maiden Zhao felt something was wrong Now, I seem to be fighting with a mirror. The self in the mirror uses exactly the same swordsmanship, and the speed of attack and defense is indistinguishable.This feeling is simply too weird.

She was about to ask who the other party was again, when she suddenly heard the woman who seemed to be looking into a mirror seriously ask: "Why do you want to help Fan Li? Can't you see that Fan Li is doing something outrageous? A woman who loved her deeply was thrown into the lake and drowned. Instead of helping that weak woman, you actually helped Fan Li? Are you really the me I know?"

Maiden Zhao said coldly: "I don't understand what you're talking about at all! I can't control so much about love and love. Whether it's right or wrong has nothing to do with me."

"Huh?" Zhao Chunv couldn't help being startled: Why was she so cold in her previous life?Shouldn't he be a person with a sense of justice?Why is my previous self so different from my current self?

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15 o'clock in the afternoon, the fifth

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The figures of the two women were jumping up and down on the boat, they only needed to lightly tap their toes on the boat, and they were spinning and flying up. Said: "Why don't you have any sense of justice? You are not me at all!"

"The devil knows where you came from." Maiden Zhao countered coldly, and stepped up her sword moves a little more.

Zhao Chunv easily blocked her unique move, and angrily used her own unique move, but the strength of the two was exactly the same, and neither could do anything to the other, and her unique move was also easily resolved by the opponent.

"Wake up, you shouldn't be a helper." Zhao Chunv shouted loudly.

"I'm from the Yue country, what's wrong with helping the Yue country?" Maiden Zhao sneered, her moves not slow.

"Where is your sense of justice? Where is it?" Zhao Chunv was furious.

"Humph, I have practiced swords in the mountains for many years, and I have long since lost the sense of feeling you mentioned." The super virgin said unwaveringly, "boring layman."

Li Hui turned his head to take a look, and found that the two women couldn't do anything to each other. It was interesting to fight with each other, but now is not the time to look at them, and then turned to look at the lake. It was found that Fucha had dragged the cowhide bag onto the fishing boat.

very good!Now is the most critical time.Li Hui swung the ancient sword away, once again charged into the midst of the swordsmen of the Yue Kingdom...

Xi Shi thought she was going to die and would sink into the lake with the cowhide bag. However, before the cowhide bag had time to soak in water, she heard all kinds of screams coming from outside, some people screamed, some people exclaimed, There was the clanging of swords and swords, and the splashing of water as people swam in the water...

She didn't know what was going on outside, but she heard someone yelling: "Don't mind your own business!"

Then, she felt that the cowhide bag was grabbed by someone, and someone was dragging her to the surface of the water forcefully, with a splashing sound, she probably returned to the surface of the water, so the shouting became louder, and someone shouted : "Let go of that cowhide bag, don't mind your own business!"

"Fire arrows!"

"what!"

Now that things have happened, Xi Shi knows what happened without looking outside. She is just surprised that there will be someone in this world who will come to save her?impossible!I have been abandoned by Fan Li, and I have lost the whole world, who else would risk their lives to save me?

impossible!

impossible!

impossible!

I am a stupid woman, I deserve to be drowned in the lake...

The cowhide bag was finally dragged to a boat, even though it was separated by a layer of cowhide, Xi Shi could still feel the hard wooden deck under her body.Then, a familiar voice came from outside the pocket: "I'm going to cut open the pocket with a knife, don't move around, I'm afraid I'll hurt you."

"Huh? Is it Fucha's voice?"

Having lived together day and night for twenty years, even though Xi Shi dislikes Fu Chai, she is very familiar with his voice.