Strange World Survival Manual

"Bring me a pot of Baiyun Brewing." An old man whose clothes were a little white from washing handed a gourd to the shop assistant.

"Okay." The waiter took the gourd, filled it with wine, and said with a smile: "Guest, you really know your stuff. This Baiyun Brewing is the signature of our store. After eating this wine, you will feel like you are on the clouds. It has this name." "

"Yeah." The old man hummed softly and put a piece of silver on the table.

"The guest is from out of town, right? I'm quite unfamiliar with you." The waiter finished the drink and handed it to the old man.

"Really? Actually, I'm a native of Zetian Mansion, but I just came back recently." The old man took the gourd and said calmly.

Hearing what the old man said, the clerk looked at him carefully, then shook his head: "I have been in Zetian Mansion for so long, but I have never seen you."

In fact, it's not that he knows everyone in Zetian Mansion, but the old man's dress, if he had seen it, he would definitely be impressed.

"Haha." The old man smiled and didn't take it seriously. Then he opened the stopper of the gourd and smelled it. He narrowed his eyes in enjoyment: "Not bad, the taste is still the same as before."

After smelling it, he put the plug in and left.

At this time, when the guy saw a long sword with a cloud pattern on his back, his eyes showed a look of horror, and he murmured in a low voice: "Sword of the Rebirth - why not stop."

On the other side, after He Buxiu finished drinking, he walked through several alleys and walked to a tree by the river, leaning against the tree and drinking.

Here, it can be considered a relatively remote place in the city, and there are very few people passing by, which makes him feel relaxed and content.

Just when he was feeling comfortable after drinking, a sturdy man in short brown clothes walked up to him and stopped.

"Who are you? What do you want from me, old man?" He Buxiu drank wine, narrowed his eyes and looked at the strong man.

Although this man holds a sword in his hand and has a strong build, one look at the skin and flesh on his body shows that he has never practiced martial arts.

He didn't have any vigilance towards this person.

"I came here to compete with my seniors." The strong man looked at He Buxiu with calm eyes, as if he was talking about ordinary things.

He Buxiu took a sip of wine and said with a smile on his face, "Do you know who I am?"

"Sword of Rebirth, why not stop." The strong man was not affected by He Buqi's attitude, his eyes were calm.

Hearing the words of the burly man, He Buxiu showed a cautious look in his eyes. Since this man knew who he was and was still competing with him, he was obviously prepared.

"You know, people will die in a martial arts contest. There are countless people competing with me, and hundreds of people have been killed by my sword. Do you think I am playing house with you?" He Buxiu said with a serious face.

He was in a good mood today and did not intend to kill anyone, so he planned to give some more advice.

"Your Majesty and I compete in martial arts, both in terms of superiority and life and death." The strong man cupped his hands and said.

This sturdy man was Li Si. He used the human skin ghost weapon at this time and came to find them.

Now that I saw He Buxiu, I understood why he entered Zetian Mansion.

The reason has always been simple, if you want to kill me, I will kill you. He came here this time just to kill.

"Interesting, I haven't seen such a arrogant junior like you for a long time." Hearing Li Si's words, He Buxiu was a little angry and laughed. He gave this man a way out, but he didn't cherish it.

You must know that he rarely faces challenges in life. His sword of death is meant to send people to death, so how can he be a kind person.

"Since you are going to die, then I am a good person and will do my best to send you on your way." He Buxiu put the gourd aside and stood up with a cold face.

"Senior, please give me some advice." Li Si cupped his hands and slowly drew out the long sword in his hand.

When He Buxiu saw Li Si draw out his long sword, he also took off the long sword from his back and took out the sword body. He chuckled and said, "I don't take teachings seriously, but death is OK."

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes condensed, his body changed, and he stabbed Li Si with a sword.

"Ding..." A spark flew up, and Li Si drew He Buxiu's long sword away with a sword.

After forcing He Buxiu back, he said in a deep voice: "Senior, please do your best, otherwise you will die here today."

When Li Si saw He Buxiu take action before, he knew that he was not using his full strength, so he did not pursue him.

After all, his main purpose here is not to kill people, but to hone his martial arts. Otherwise, he could just kill him with the black sword, and the battle would be resolved in one move.

"Such a lot of strength." He Buxi took a few steps back, his face sank slightly, and his right hand was trembling a little.

Then his eyes condensed, and he ran towards Li Si as fast as the wind. After approaching Li Si, the long sword turned into a phantom.

"Ding!"

Sparks flew up, and Li Si's long sword collided with He Buxiu's long sword, making the sound of gold and iron.

And just when the long swords collided, He Fuxiu turned around, and the long sword slashed down diagonally along the blade in Li Si's hand, pursuing the victory.

Seeing the sword coming, Li Si's pupils shrank, and he turned the long sword in his hand, deviating from He Buqiu's sword stance, and at the same time kicked He Buqiu's lower body.

After this kick, He Buxiu's complexion suddenly changed and he took a few steps back.

But when he stepped back, Li Si gained the upper hand and was unyielding. He raised his sword, and a bloodstain suddenly appeared on He Buxiu's throat.

"That's right, that's right, the rest of your life is scary." He Buxiu touched the blood coming out of his throat, his expression a little gloomy.

If the sword had been just one minute longer, he would have been dead.

At this time, Li Si had no intention of answering. He turned his head and looked at the tree that He Buxi had been leaning on before.

At this time, a man wrapped in black cloth was already standing there, with a bow and sword aimed at him.

"You are a sinister man." Li Si looked a little unhappy. If it hadn't been for this man, he would have killed He Buxiu just now.

"How about you give me some face? We still have business to do." The man wrapped in black cloth looked at Li Si with the only eye exposed on his body.

"I'm competing with him." Li Si narrowed his eyes slightly.

"I know." The sinister man said in a deep voice.

"How dare you stop me even though I know it!" Li Si snorted coldly. He turned his sword and the sunlight reflected along the blade of his sword into the eyes of the sinister man.

"Whoosh!"

His eyes were stung by the sunlight. The sinister man immediately let go of his hand, and a long arrow made a sound in the air and shot towards Li Si.

But he didn't know that Li Si's eyesight was extremely good, and this long arrow was definitely not too fast for him to avoid.

When the bow and arrow came, he had already changed his position, and his body was like lightning, rushing towards the Yin-faced Man.

At this moment, He Buxiu had already rushed forward and pierced his heart with a sword like a poisonous snake spitting out a message.

Obviously, now he no longer talks about morality and justice with Li Si, and is ready to deal with Li Si together with the sinister man.