Xiaobai Wandering the World of Martial Arts

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I have caught a cold, so I won’t make up for it today. I took cold medicine and fell asleep! .go to die

Chapter 8 Death is not dead, but it hurts more than death! "Please be sure! 》Images

Chapter 9 Flying Fish Pond, Shen Xingnan! "Please be sure! 》Images

Chapter 10 Is grace, or death? "Please be sure! 》Images

After all, Chapter 11 is afraid of "Seek Quande!" 》Images

Chapter 12 Follow the monk who came to make trouble "Seek Quande! 》Images

Chapter 13 Tianyugong invites "Seek Quanding! 》Images

Chapter 14 is not to underestimate the world, but it is difficult to attach importance to "Seek Quanding!" 》Images

Chapter 15 A touching woman with a good taste "Please be sure! "

Twilight is dim, and the setting sun is like a reserve.

Among the tombs, the ashes of Yuanbao Mingzhi fluttered, and the dry grass was blown by the wind, floating like rain, and rolling again, forming a ball of orange grass that was rolling bigger and bigger with other grasses on the ground.

In the distant howling of wolves fluctuating with the wind, in the twilight, there is a boneless person wearing a wide-sleeved robe flickering among the deserted houses.

Such a remnant scene, such a desert, even the rising new moon, only adds to the desolation of the sound of wild dogs.

In the evening garden, there was a man sweeping the grave.

He was wearing a black robe. Looking from the back, his shoulders were shaved like a solitary peak, and his forehead was raised straight. Oozed together.

Although the man was sweeping the grave, he didn't have a broom or a dustpan.

The old man didn't move his hands at all, he was sweeping the grave with his feet.

In front of a tomb, he swept away the dead grass and fallen leaves that drifted past. His feet seemed to be sweeping lightly and effortlessly, but in the cold twilight when it was difficult to distinguish things, there was not a single blade of grass or a leaf. Can float into the scope of this tomb.

There are seven words engraved on the stele: "The place where the people who buried the sword are buried."

There used to be two swords in Feiyutang, the buried sword and the hidden sword, the buried sword in the tomb, and the hidden sword in the grave sweeping.

Zang Jian stood in front of the tomb, everyone could know that he was facing the tomb, muttering his words, and occasionally sighed once or twice in the howl of the wind.

However, these were enough for the man and woman to identify the identity of the old man, especially when they could distinguish the seven characters on the stele in the dark twilight.

A man and a woman had a long dark blue scabbard hanging from their backs.

The man's back was hunched over, and his facial features were outlined like a stone sculpture.That woman is so fair that when viewed in the twilight, she looks like a faint white flower in the twilight, her curves are extremely soft and pure.

The man and woman read the words on the tombstone clearly, nodded to each other, each lit a fire pocket, and lit the left candle on the right side of the tomb in the cold wind.

Zang Jian nodded, and asked hoarsely, "Flying Fish Pond?"

The man replied: "Ye Chushi."

The woman replied: "Ye Mengse."

Zang Jiandao: "Very good, apart from Song Wandeng, the direct disciple of the owner, the two most important 'Old Shows' are here."

The man named Ye Chushi said: "Brother Wandeng is dead."

Hidden sword shook, said: "Dead?"

Ye Chuzhi said: "Every mid-autumn festival, the black and white masters fly to the top of the peak to compete in martial arts. Only half a month ago, Brother Wandeng was killed by the underworld leader Tianyuguan."

Zang Jian seemed to ponder for a while, and said: "Song Wandeng is one of the five representatives of the Bai Dao. Since the other party can kill him, the other four representatives must not be spared either.

Zang Jian looked up at the sky, and said leisurely: "To kill these five people, it must be a mediocre hand."

Ye Chu said immediately: "The murderer is the 'heart demon' Gao Weiwei. Besides the heart demon, there is also a stranger named Bai Ziyang."

Cang Jian said hoarsely: "Is there another person from Bai Ziyang?"

Ye Chuzhi said: "That's right, he is wearing a white brocade robe, and his face looks like he's in the middle of his twenties, but his white hair hangs down his shoulders. His real age can't be seen. Ying Xiao was killed by his sword."

Cang Jian was surprised and asked: "Haven't you dispatched him?"

Ye Chuzhen said: "No one knows his origin, but he is extremely skilled in martial arts, except for his swordsmanship, he has a shocking flying knife skill, and Li Buyi and Li Daxia, who are the 'commoner gods', once vouched for him, guaranteeing that he will never die." Not a member of the underworld."

Zang Jian suddenly laughed dryly, paused, laughed again, and said: "Is Li Buyi a guarantee? No wonder!" His voice changed: "So Bai Dao lost his army and lost his general, so he sent you to invite me because he couldn't be dispatched temporarily?"

Ye Chu said: "Please, Senior Gu, turn the tide."

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And in the gazebo not far from the tomb, Bai Ziyang stared at Xinyue in a daze, and suddenly asked, "So apart from you and me, there is also the man and woman just now?"

Li Buyi smiled and said: "After all, I'm not a member of the Bai Dao, so the matter of inviting people is up to others."

Bai Ziyang suddenly asked without thinking: "Are you afraid of me?"

Li Buyi's smile faltered, but he continued to laugh, just smiled wryly: "Brother Bai, why did you say that?"

Bai Ziyang said indifferently: "If you're not afraid of me, why did you leave and beg for death, and you came here again?"

Li Buyi quickly explained: "It's not that I want to pester you, it's just that there is no righteousness or evil in Brother Bai's heart, if he falls into the way of the devil..." After talking, he couldn't continue, sighed wryly, and admitted: "Li Buyi is really scared. !"

Bai Ziyang didn't seem to mind at all, so he changed the subject: "Then do you know why I am willing to go with you?"