I Am a Magic Sword

The young martial artist slowly opened his eyes. When he saw Qingyan, his slightly muddy eyes flashed with amazing rays of light.

Then his face startled, and his hand immediately stretched out to the long sword at his feet.

But as soon as he stretched his hand there, he stopped all his movements.

Qingyan just looked at him like that, even her expression a little ugly.

Just an Innate Realm martial artist!

The man leaned against the rock face, a grudging smile appeared on his face, and he didn’t do any extra movements.

Chen Hao thinks this man is wise.

Qingyan did not hide anything this time. The young martial artist clearly recognized her.

It is the wisest not to draw the sword or resist.

“Are you that Chen Ruoyan? Older Generation Chen?”

The young martial artist raised his head and looked at Qingyan very boldly, just like admiring a magnificent artwork .

Seeing this situation, Chen Hao felt that he should withdraw his evaluation of this young man’s “wise”, so unscrupulously looked at his face, his kid’s IQ is absolutely negative!

“What?” Qingyan frowned.

“Nothing? Just curiosity! I’ve heard a lot about you and seen your portrait, didn’t expect, I saw Daoist today!” The young martial artist waved his hand and said with some resentment , “I must be fair. The painters in the Southern Territory are all rubbish, really rubbish!”

“I don’t like the look in your eyes!”

, The Scarlet Blood Soft Sword groaned in the air.

“Sure enough, it is said that you have a bad temper, and it is true, but most of the beautiful women have bad tempers!”

The young martial artist stretched out again Hand, barely sat up, his hand fumbled, spared the long sword, and touched a jar half-fallen on the ground…

He held the wine jar and drank gu lu gu lu , Chen Hao looked at his Adam’s apple and flicked up and down his throat.

The overflowing wine flows into strings, flowing along the corners of his mouth, to his somewhat blackened neck, and finally into his collar…

The sword, standing quietly, did not make a move.

“Ah!” The young martial artist groaned contentedly, put the wine jar aside, looked towards Qingyan, “Thank you.”

“Are you ready?”

“Okay!” The young martial artist is nodded, with hatred and pain in his eyes, and emotions that even Chen Hao can’t see through. He stared at his face and said sincerely, “I heard As long as the opponent’s sword is fast and accurate, I won’t feel any pain. It’s my honor to die under the sword of Older Generation Chen!”

Speaking, he slowly closed eye.

Qingyan glanced at him silently, put the red Blood Sword away, and walked out of the cave.

She can see it, and Chen Hao can also see it.

The other party really wanted to die!

If Qingyan is in a good mood, maybe she will fulfill the other party’s wish.

Unfortunately, Qingyan’s mood is not as bright as the current sun…bright!

Killing him, Qingyan always feels that she is helping each other.

Help each other to die?

hehe?

Qingyan is not interested in this kind of thing at all.

Is it okay to keep suffering so much?

She walked out of the cave, the rays of light of the sun were very dazzling, she extended the hand, blocking the strong light.

Behind her, there was the sound of the person’s footsteps.

“Wait, Chen Ruoyan, why didn’t you kill me?”

Qingyan didn’t hear it, and rushed to the sky when she jumped.

“Are you going to the corpse pie? Are you stupid? You go, you will die!”

Qingyan said without looking back: “If you If you really want to die, you can end it yourself!”

“Can I say, I can’t make up my mind? Today, I also saw you today, so I finally mustered up the courage!”

“Trash!”

After being scolded by Qingyan, the young martial artist wanted to say something, but found that “Chen Ruoyan” had completely disappeared!

He closed his mouth, feeling bitter in his mouth.

He returned to the within cave and sat in his original position. After half a day, he slowly started good things.

Looking at the long sword with a bit of rust on the hilt, he hesitated, and finally held it in his hand.

As a martial artist, I always feel uncomfortable without my own weapons.

He looked at the direction where the opponent was disappearing, hesitated for a moment, and finally summoned the courage to chase him.

He also wants to visit the corpse pie.

On October 29th, the weather was a little cooler.

In the Yinshan City under the Yinshi Sect, many martial artists from Liangpingguo, West Qin Country, and East Qin Country gathered.

Of these martial artists, most of them are representatives of Liang Pingguo’s Aristocratic Family and Zongmen who were invited by the Yin-Zi Sect, and half of these people are from Liang Ping’s domestic Yin-Zi Sect.

Among the remaining half of the Aristocratic Family and Zongmen representatives, some were originally neutral, and some were originally pro-Liang Pingguo Imperial Family, and they were not so conspicuous.

In Liang Pingguo Imperial Family scattered ashes and dispersed smoke, when there is no state power to enter for the time being, they faced the invitation of the corpse faction, and they had to think about whether to give this to the corpse faction. face.

Receiving the invitation letter, you may come back if you go, and even go further with the Yin corpse faction to reach a certain reconciliation, but if you don’t go, you will definitely be missed by the Yin corpse faction!

Simply, although they joined the Alliance of Crusades against the Zombie Sect led by Liang Pingguo, this alliance has never been made public. They also not at all really fight the Zombie Sect, cast aside all considerations for face .

So those who were originally neutral or pro-Liang Pingguo Imperial Family were not very firm forces, and after serious consideration, they sent a representative to visit.

Of course, these so-called representatives of the forces are often the ones that are not very popular among the forces.

I don’t think it’s a pity even if I go to the Yin Corpse and cannot come back.

There are also some martial artists who are here to join in the fun, but there are not many such martial artists. After all, the reputation of the corpse sect in the vicinity is not good.

Since Qingyan came to Yinshan City, she temporarily changed her appearance and got dressed in men’s clothing.

She didn’t want to cause trouble, and she didn’t want the corpse faction to take action early.

Sitting on the second floor of the restaurant, she found a position by the window and silently watched the bustling scene on the street.

She watched the vendors carefully, looked at the people with children, and looked at the ordinary people shopping, a little fascinated.

But soon, she was noticed by a young martial artist on the street, who wanted to die by her sword ten days ago.

He is still decadent as always.

In fact, he looks pretty good, looks quite handsome, and looks quite young, but his face is haggard, his hair is messy, and his martial artist clothes are somewhat dirty.

Qingyan even noticed that the greasy stain on the right hem of his clothes seemed to have been ten days ago…

He had that long sword slung around his waist and still had it in his hand. Carrying a small wine jar, he wandered around the street somewhat aimlessly, as if looking for something.

When Qingyan stared at him, he suddenly lifts the head, looked towards Qingyan.

Qingyan didn’t care too much and turned her head, looking towards other places.

After a while, Qingyan heard some vain footsteps. The young martial artist went to the restaurant, then put his gaze on Qingyan, and then he walked straight towards Qingyan.

This made Qingyan frowned. She regretted it, why didn’t she just kill him last time!