Clash Of The Sword Titans

"This little thing doesn't have a temperament like Shen Fan." Deep in the old street, behind the counter of a wine shop, the middle-aged man dressed as the shopkeeper was playing with abacus, but he looked out the door from time to time and laughed suddenly. Commented a sentence.

At the only table in the lobby, there were several drinkers sitting, and one of them was Mrs. Deer who was able to hold everyone down with just a few words.

Next to Mrs. Deer is a black-clothed girl with exquisite features.

However, even though this young girl was extremely handsome, there was a touch of unspeakable heroism between her eyebrows and her eyes. She will not be very young next year, but she has a stern face and a sense of pretending to be mature.

Opposite Mrs. Deer was a young man in a blue coat.

It's just that the young man appeared silent, sitting there not knowing what he was thinking about.

"Twenty-two years ago, I said that Shen Fan's character is more than calm and not enterprising. If he enters the court as an official, he can still do something. If he is asked to take charge of the Shen family and control the future of the family, it will last several generations. Sheng Jing will be defeated in his hands in less than 50 years."

Mrs. Deer lowered her eyes, casually stirred the wine in the bowl with her fingertips, looked at the swirling ripples, and whispered: "It sounds good, he is a successful person. If it is bad, it is just a mediocre mediocre."

After all, Mrs. Deer stopped her fingertips, her palms were still as tender as a **** the table, and said lightly: "Shen Fangge, this little baby, is a wicked talent."

"Haha, I can be praised by Mrs. Deer as a wicked talent, this little thing is worthy of this life." The middle-aged man behind the counter put down his abacus, and then looked at the person sitting opposite Mrs. Deer, who never said a word. .

"See what I do?"

The young man stared back, "I am not familiar with the Shen family."

The middle-aged shopkeeper said helplessly: "I didn't ask you again."

Immediately, the middle-aged shopkeeper seemed to say unintentionally: "But you have bet half of your wealth on King Yan's Mansion. We are not contaminated. You can watch the show. You are not afraid that the momentum that King Yan's mansion has finally cultivated will be Broke up?"

His words turned so smoothly that the young man’s eyes flashed slightly, his fingers were pinched secretly, but there was no clue on his face, he said, “It’s just a small fight, and the general trend I want to fight for is not at the end. between."

"Gu Haoran, you also made your three-legged cat's method of development, beware of being struck by lightning."

The middle-aged shopkeeper seemed to have noticed something, with an expression that looked like a smile.

Secretly pinched a young man named Gu Haoran from Nong Jue into anger from embarrassment, and said angrily: "Jing Chi, do you want to fight?"

"Ha ha."

The shopkeeper Jing who had previously taught Qu Haijiao smiled without saying a word, took a rag and walked out of the counter, and threw it to the figure squatting in the corner, "It's work."

Gu Haoran also looked at the young man in the corner and snorted with a dull voice, "Yao Dou, you can't even kill the immortal peak. Are you afraid that Old Dong will come back and beat you again?"

The teenager in the corner turned a deaf ear, got up with a rag, and limped around in the shop.

Gu Haoran was about to speak again, but was stopped by Madam Lu with a calm gaze.

"Okay, how can I be angry with the children." Mrs. Deer said in a gentle voice: "Everyone lives in this street. There are some reasons. Those other people think we are not easy to provoke. It is because they don't know the inside story. After all, they are a bunch of people. The undead who can't go home, really think of yourself as an expert?"

Gu Haoran suddenly smiled and said, "Sister, I didn't mean that."

Immediately he looked at the lame boy named Yao Dou and grinned, "Well, you used to speak for my sister before. This time I can't kill the steed dog. I will teach you something good when I look back. You can kill him in one year."

If someone else is present, you will definitely be shocked by the profound meaning expressed in Gu Haoran's words.

Who is Qu Haijiao? One of the two chief eunuchs in the palace, and claimed to be the strongest indestructible Holy Kingdom. He had reached an extremely terrifying realm in a flesh and blood fight, and even Grandmaster Ming You couldn't say that he could be killed easily.

Gu Haoran took the killing of Qu Haijiao for granted. The deep meaning of this made people feel chills.

But then Yao Dou refused, "Don't learn."

Gu Haoran was shocked, "Why don't you learn?"

"Two years are too slow to learn." Yao Dou cleaned the counter with a rag, his tone of disdain.

This time even Madam Deer couldn't help but smiled bitterly, "You child, you are really unlucky."

Yao Dou, who was originally a little arrogant, touched his head and made a behaved appearance in front of Mrs.

The black-clothed girl sitting next to Mrs. Deer raised her eyes, swept her eyes lightly on Yao Dou's face, and then ignored it.

"Forget it, this kid, Lao Dong hasn't learned much, but he has learned that crazy energy." Gu Haoran waved his hand, smoothed the wrinkles in his chest, and stood up and said: "Time It's almost there, I'm going to the theater."

"Look at it, don't help."

Shopkeeper Jing said flatly: "You can't cover it with your nine-streamed method."

Gu Haoran said indifferently: "Shen Fangge may not be sure to win. Everyone thinks that it is a pebble. If you don't hit your head and shed blood, you can't take it down.

"Not to mention, you can't kill me."

After speaking these two endless words, Gu Haoran has already left the wine shop.

Jing shopkeeper standing outside the counter sighed.

Mrs. Lu squinted her eyes, and suddenly stretched out her hand to touch the top of the girl next to her.

The black-clothed girl stubbornly avoided, her eyes kept staring at the bowl of wine, some of her thick eyebrows were raised slightly, and some were strangely beautiful.

Mrs. Deer glanced at her, stared for a moment, and laughed: "It's not the time yet."

The girl frowned and pursed her lips, the look on her face was not sure whether she was disappointed or unwilling.

However, as she frowned, the middle-aged man who was chopping meat in the old street butcher shop slashed, staring at the meat in front of him, his eyes showing solemn color.

Farther away, the two young men who were playing against each other changed their faces at the same time and hurriedly pressed the chessboard.

It's a pity that they are still a step late. They are led by an inexplicable machine, and the game of chess pieces jumps randomly. The game that was originally fighting to the end has been messed up.

The two young men smiled bitterly at each other and sighed.

Farther away, the clash of ‘ding ding dong dong’ in the blacksmith’s shop, as well as the suppressed anger of the old blacksmith, yelled.

In the medical hall in front of the deep alleys of the old street, the sloppy old man with closed eyes suddenly pulled off a beard and exhaled in pain. The elegant woman who was reading a book next to him raised her head and looked in the direction of the wine shop, helpless and spoiled A drowning smile.

The old man sat upright and complained: "The child will naturally have her own thoughts when she grows up. It is the old neighbours like us who are tied to her all day long..."

The elegant woman closed the book and laughed without saying a word.

Seeing her, the old man felt boring and shook his head and whispered: "Press, press, you have hid this female doll for more than ten years. Once you lift the sword into the world, you will have a headache."

"Five hundred years of forging the sword, five hundred years of sharpening the sword, the Deer Clan has hidden this sword for thousands of years. How magnificent is it to be born?"

"Old man..."

The old man muttered and lay back, his snoring gradually.

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