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The heavy snow in the capital before the beginning of winter this year was particularly majestic and still continued. Many children in the capital were happy and wondering how many big white geese God who lived in the sky raised.

In this small courtyard, which can be described as dragon-zen spirit, there were originally three geniuses who were all expected to carry tripods for swordsmanship. One of them was gone overnight? When Wu Liuding was bored, he liked to take the green bamboo pole that was only slightly longer than the sword. At this time, he squatted under the eaves and carried the pole on his shoulders, and was a little lonely. Even if Cuihua, a childhood sweetheart, stood beside him, this young sword crown who did not learn the kingly sword but learned the domineering sword, was also a little bit arrogant. The words of the silencer were all in the ears of Wen Youxia, leaving only one life to be discharged from the hospital, cut one arm and one tendon, and destroyed the acupoints by himself, and then left like this. Wen Busheng, didn't you say you wanted to become a great swordsman in the world? Haven't you just met the woman you loved? Isn't it good to kill a man who had only been in love for a year without a relative or a reason, and then become famous in the world?

Cuihua noticed that the young sword master turned his head, and the two of them had a good relationship. Without Wu Liuding's question, she said, "I don't understand either."

The eleventh king of the world, Mingyin, was the eleventh king of Jing'an, who took the brotherhood of this man and the famous general of Spring and Autumn, and pulled him out of the few acres of fields from the green mountains, green waters, and wilderness.

Then Wen Hua had just entered the world and knew that why did he leave the world so desolately?

Wu Liuding, who has been quarreling with Wen Huo, let go of his hand, the bamboo pole rolled to the ground, and rubbed his cheeks hard, "I have no brothers or friends, I have been asking Jiandao all my heart, but I will remember this fool in my life. Why don't we send Wen Hua to this place? He can leave the yard and the capital."

Cuihua kept silent, and was spit out a deep and turbid air by the sword crown nicknamed Six Guns every day, and stood up calmly, "Don't worry about the old turtle in the house who doesn't know who to plot. It really annoyed me. At worst, I can tear my face and smear it apart. I don't like this place in the capital. It has no smell of the rivers and lakes and no humanity. I finally found a little bit of the sword that the Wu family's sword tomb has never had, but it's too late. Cuihua, why don't we go out to Beijing to protect Wen Busheng and go to the South China Sea to take a walk? I heard that Deng Tai'a went out to visit the immortals and might meet him."

Cuihua just patted the Su Wang Jian behind her back, and Wu Liuding was discharged from the hospital with a laugh.

Huang Sanjia slowly walked out of the house and held the remaining ancient sword Baxiu in his hand. His face was completely different, without any slight turbulence. He just threw the Baxiu sword towards the top of the wall.

The ancient sword entered the hand of one person. An old man with empty sleeves squatted on the wall. He took the last sword made of Tangxi sword furnace with one hand, abandoned the scabbard, spread his palm, and placed the ancient famous sword on the palm of his hand. His thumb and index finger were wiped. The sharpness was not as sharp as the top three famous swords in the world. The Baxiu sword, which was tough but high in the second place, was instantly bent. The sword tip and the hilt of the sword hit, like a dragon and snake biting each other at the head and tail, and caused by the sword energy of both fingers, this famous sword in the world was actually hard.

The life broke from it, one made two, two made four, four made eight, and so on. Ba Xiu broke in an instant, and the inch sword fell into the big sleeves of the broken arm. Then the old man chose a sword tip and threw it into his mouth, like chewing soybeans, crispy and full of chewing. The old man may not be truly nameless, but he has been named for a long time. Over the years, he occasionally entered the world and was always engaged in business with Huang Longshi. He killed and injured people, and Huang Longshi was responsible for giving him a good sword into his stomach.

If he had done anything, there was no exaggeration in the world. However, he was very obsessed with swords all his life. He was nearly a hundred years old, but he only accepted two and a half disciples. "Half" was the Wood Sword Ranger who disappointed him, and the other was a bigger name, the Sword Emperor of Western Shu. But the old man also told Huang Sanjia that his two great disciples were not as good as the one half-way disciple Wen Hua, and it had nothing to do with talent. The talent was not equal to the roots and bones. The swordsmanship that was nearly the way of heaven was not excited and could be accomplished without being surprised and charming.

That set. Therefore, even if he took over the Baxiu sword that slowly penetrated his mouth, the old man was very dissatisfied. The sword was not as good as the Spring and Autumn Sword. The Su Wang sword in the sword tomb was actually not good, but he has been obsessed with the most in the past twenty years. The old man lacked an arm, but because of his burly figure, he did not look old or old, especially with his long eyebrows, he had a snow-white braid, just like the three-legged tripod of Beiliang Liyang Beimang.

The old man with eyebrows as long as willow branches laughed, his voice hoarse and sharpened like a night owl, and said gloomy: "Huanglongs, Huanglongs, there are people in the world that you are not sure about, and things you are not sure about!"

Huang Sanjia said calmly: "Where do people in the world have perfect plans? Planting crops and growing up, it depends on both manpower and time. I, Huang Longshi, have not been so arrogant that I want people to be higher than the sky. Wen Hua is willing to destroy his future and will not hinder the overall situation."

The old man with unknown identity was obviously happy to see Huang Longshi being defeated and continued to sprinkle salt on his wounds. "Wen Hua, this kid, killed the prince of Beiliang in the capital, and did not let Beiliang Liyang have a long time of jail time. At the worst, he would have to let Xu Fengnian's miserable little kid fall into the root of his heart so that you can continue to take advantage of the troubled waters. This kind of cruel abacus is only you can make a sound. Why, do you still value Chen Zhibao? I think he is the destiny of the two kingdoms? I am too lazy to think about these things, but I have to calculate the current account with you. You asked Lao Wu to come out of the sword tomb to get out of the mountain. I can't speak to Su Wang Jian. However, Wen Hua, my half disciple is more than just a Ba Xiu sword. Since Su Wang Jian can't get out of the abdomen, how should you satisfy my appetite for the Spring and Autumn Period of Xu Fengnian?"

Huang Longshi walked into the yard and looked at the snow on his head, "I never think anyone is the destiny of heaven. I just can't stand the spring and autumn where the dusk is so sank, and I can't stand the world so many. For me, there are no enemies or any kind-hearted masters. What I do in this life is just to sprout from the rotten wood."

It is rare to hear the thoughts revealed. The old man with a bad temper never asked about the Spring and Autumn Sword for the first time, and continued to slowly put the sword into his mouth one by one.

Huang Longshi smiled and said to himself: "The word "fairness is the most rare. Since Cao Changqing dared to take Jiang Si, the princess who fell into the country, and ruined the overall situation of the white clothes and dragon python that I arranged for many years, I can make Xu Fengnian unable to bear it. But Xu Fengnian won, I am not a person who has been entangled. Don't think about Spring and Autumn Sword, I can fill your stomach. Let's go to Wudi City. Do you dare?"

The old man ate all the body of Baxiu's sword and threw it away from the hilt of the sword. "There are so many appetizers there, why don't you dare? Wang Laoer claims to be the second in the world, and he has long disliked him. What a bullshit, the second in the world, and the third in the world is almost the same."

Huang Sanjia nodded and smiled: "Indeed, you are the only one in the world who dares to exchange arms with Li Chungang."

The old man fell into deep thought, and Huang Sanjia was not in a hurry to urge him to leave the city. "The romantic people in the world, for love, righteousness and benevolence, most of them are inevitably bound by themselves. Wang Xianzhi is trapped in a city, Xuanyuan Jingcheng is trapped in a mountain, Cao Changqing is trapped in a country, Li Yishan is trapped in the first floor, Li Doujing is trapped in a Zen. Those who are truly transcending to the world, you, the Yuan Benxi who is looking for revenge everywhere, are not worthy of it and Deng Tai'a who goes out to sea.

There is Hong Xixiang riding a crane under Wudang, Li Chungang after breaking his arm, and Wen Hua, who broke his sword and didn't practice swords. Jianghu is destined to be unable to remember Wen Hua soon, but it is such a person that makes Jianghu lively and angry. I, Huanglongshi, lost? But I am willing to lose. Because of Wenhua, I will give Xu Fengnian a big gift, otherwise this kid would live a little miserable life. At a young age, he would have to fight with an old fox spirit like Yuan Benxi."

The old man who had no sword in his hand and liked to eat sword jumped off the wall. He was so scary that he was two heads taller than Huang Longshi. "It is said that people are good at killing people. Huang Longshi, do you know that you are not too long?"

Huang Sanjia smiled indifferently and said, "How many years have you been waiting for me to die?"

The old man's eyebrows were knee-length, "It doesn't matter whether you die or not. Where can I find a good seedling to inherit my sword?"

Huang Sanjia chuckled softly and said, "I want me to tell you that you can exchange your sword for his Spring and Autumn Sword. Spring and Autumn is dead, so what do you need to do for Spring and Autumn Sword?"

The old man sneered, "Is this a great gift to that kid?"

Huang Sanjia shook his head and walked towards the gate of the courtyard. When the old man who once carried the Wu family's sword tomb alone walked out of the yard first, he closed the door, "Wen Hua and you are not a master or apprentice, it's just a business I have done with you. To count it, you have just taken two apprentices, and both apprentices died because of Beiliang."

The old man chuckled and said, "What's this? The swordsman died for the sword. There is no more blessing than this. Since it aroused my interest, Huanglongshi, then don't hide with me. Tell me, who else was there except for Wen Hua to kill the Xu family boy? I have to go and see. Li Chungang is the only swordsman I have regarded as a great enemy and confidant in my life. Since he taught the boy the two-sleeved green snake and the sword to open the sky gate, I have to go and see. The female sword servant learned half of the two-sleeved green snakes, which is too few. If that boy is as interesting as Li Chungang respects, I don't mind asking him to learn this sword."

Huang Longshi laughed it off. This introverted and weird old man taught people to learn swords. The worse your qualifications on the surface, the less you teach you. The Sword Emperor of Western Shu had to teach four swords and realized hundreds of swords. As a result, he devoted himself to the swordsmanship throughout his life, but no sword caught the old man's eyes. The disciples behind him taught three swords, but one sword made the old guy praise him. Then Huang Longshi kidnapped him and passed them to Wen Hua. Unfortunately, he didn't see the crops growing this time. After all, the boy chose Huang Liang Yimeng instead of the famous sword that was expected to reach the top, the most beautiful woman in the world. As for this tricky old man who really saw Xu Fengnian, he killed the Chunqiu for a disagreement, or taught that sword in a mess, but it was not the extra thing that Huang Sanjia would miss. The reason why he mentioned this was just one sentence, or two sentences.

"I will guard the northwest for the Central Plains."

"Outside the three prefectures of Beiliang, we will not be affected by the disaster of a million cavalry in Beimang!"

Huang Longshi smiled, with a little idea of ​​being young at the time.

Huang Longshi looked at the white alley, bent down and grabbed a handful of snow, and asked, "Then let's go out of the city first, and you will enter the city?"

The old man didn't say anything.

People in the world do not know that there is righteousness between heaven and earth, and they are mixed and manifold. This aura is magnificent and fierce forever.

Huang Longshi raised his head and smiled, "Yuanbenxi, Yuanbenxi, no matter how I die, I will not die at your hands, but you have to wait, so naturally someone will deal with you, the white-clothed case in the capital, the old and new accounts, it depends on how you pay it back!"
Chapter completed!