The climate in Jiangnan is getting hotter and the thin shirt is not cold at night. The bonfire is only used for lighting and also burn some hot water.

What is the world? This question gradually became clear in Xu Jie's mind. It seemed that it was not what he thought at the beginning and just sleeping in the open and loneliness, and also enjoyment.

People seem to be a kind of life that enjoys loneliness, and even people can enjoy pain. In many cases, people will be immersed in a kind of loneliness, which can also bring pleasure.

People should learn to appreciate themselves. Self-appreciation is also an important support for people to live a lifetime in various sufferings and sorrows. Words like self-appreciation and self-righteousness are often derogatory. In fact, isn’t this the case for everyone?

There is not a single book by Xu Jie, nor a pen or ink by his side. He even has no "Love and Enemy" and "Three Character Classic". There is only a rusty knife by his side.

Without Yun Shuhuan, Xu Jie's hair bun is no longer as meticulous as before, and even his clothes are not washed so clean.

The weather is getting hot, it is midsummer, and your arms have recovered. You are swimming in the river like a child, and you dance your sword on the shore with the wind.

Or you can use a knife to enter the water and hit it in the middle.

I also wanted to go to a poem, hit the water in the middle, and stop the boat from flying.

Her white face turned slightly dark. But the romantic young man had a bit more determined manly. Bento's fluffy mouth finally grew some hard and black beards.

Look at the red mountains and the forests are dyed!

It’s already autumn!

The three fat man who smiled so much no longer had any smiles, and the confused Ershou suddenly felt a little sad.

The tide is about to start, and Qiantang is crowded with people. Since ancient times, watching tides has been a custom, and now it is a must-do for autumn outings.

There are even more people from other places, from Hangzhou to the distance, and there are tourists from all over the country.

There are many people who hold swords in the world, and there are more scholars who hold scarves.

Rich cars and horses, civilian footsteps. The joy is Mid-Autumn Festival.

There are crowds on the shore, stretching for more than ten miles. The tide is well observed, and those with identities live there. In general places, ordinary people occupy them, in an orderly manner and without any confusion.

He sat on the ground with wine and food in the bamboo basket, waiting for the tide to come from the sea.

Ershu stood beside the huge rock, Xiaodao'er held a wine pot in his hand, waiting for Ershu to take a sip at any time.

Xu Jie and Sanpang stood aside, looked at the crowd around, waiting for the arrival of the 60s swordsman holding a bronze sword.

The huge rock land has a great view of the tide. I think it was a place for dignitaries to be booked by nobles in the past. No one has ever come up and take up space. Even if he goes up, he will be driven down by those noble servants later.

The so-called dignitaries and nobles came after all, and there were many servants. Looking at the four people on the stone, they rolled up their sleeves. It was time to show their expression in front of their master.

"Well, that man, this is not your place to stay. Go down quickly and my master will come soon." A strong man raised his hand and pointed at the stone.

Xu Jie frowned when he heard this and said, "Get out!"

There were more than a dozen people around the strong man, and there were many swords holding swords. Hearing the boy's words, he climbed up on the huge rock, and said angrily: "The dog is really ungrateful, and he doesn't look at his identity. He is trying to die. But no wonder I came up to bully you."

Xu Jie was in a very heavy mood and turned to Xiaodaoer and said, "Xiaodaoer, do you dare to kill someone?"

Xiaodaoer got up today and didn't say a word. He didn't know what was going to happen, but he already felt that something was wrong today, and he didn't understand it. He felt a sense of depression in his heart when he heard Xu Jie's question, and said, "Young Master, I dare!"

Although it is not so decisive, it also has a sense of sincerity in plain words.

Xu Jie's eyes sterned: "Okay, your master is in front of you, you should kill someone today!"

When Xiaodaoer heard this, he looked up at Ershu, which meant to ask.

Ershu turned around and looked at Xiaodaoer, with the kindness he rarely had in his life in his eyes, and then nodded!

Xiaodaoer saw that the master nodded, and the broken sword in the broken scabbard had been pulled out.

A dozen men behind him had already climbed up, and one of them was holding his hands in front of him, and said angrily: "I'm all up, I won't go down yet, but I want me to throw you down from here?"

Xu Jie and Fat Skin ignored him, Xiao Daoer drew his sword, turned around and stood, taking a deep breath, as if he was encouraging himself.

"Boy, you still have to use a knife and a gun. I have thrown people away from here a lot in the past ten years. If you don't die, you will be lucky."

After saying that, the man had already stepped forward, took a knife, and jumped a few steps away. It was obvious that martial arts were also there.

Under the stone and along the river bank, countless people looked up and looked up. They all saw the excitement. They knew that some people from other places were ungrateful and had to suffer a lot before they realized that they were amazing.

Xiaodaoer saw that the person opposite was approaching, but he turned around and looked at the three backs, turned his head, raised his sword to block it, and stabbed the knife that was slashing at him, and stabbed it away.

Although the sword is not good, Xiaodao'er always regards it as a treasure, maintains it daily and polishes it at any time. At this time, a sword leaves, and the sword blade comes out from the back of the man who jumps.

A thin boy, a great man from Kong Wu, a knife that slashed and a sword that pierced.

Countless people looked at each other, and countless people expected that no one would believe what was happening in front of them. Just one round, the young man's broken sword looked like a broken sword picked up by the street, but he assassinated a big man on the spot.

Even the big man himself couldn't believe it. The sword he drew back, with the blood splashed out, formed a reflection on the man's wide open eyes, but the man's vision was blurred and he fell backwards.

There was also the thin boy who turned around and said blankly: "Master, Master, I'll kill him!"

Xu Jie turned around and nodded with Xiaodaoer. Ershu did not look back, but said: "A disciple, the swordsmanship of the master is to show its sharpness. The swordsmanship itself has no meaning, and the meaning of the swordsmanship lies in people. Everyone needs to find a swordsmanship that suits them, and what they are looking for is also a swordsmanship that suits them. The first step in swordsmanship is to hold a sword to kill people! You should remember these words as a teacher."

Martial arts are never about high or low, but about life and death! This is the meaning of martial arts. If a sword does not come out, it will cause a murderous intention! Instead of having fun with people, this is respect for the sword and the attitude that should be taken to practice swords.

"Well, the disciple remember!" Xiaodaoer nodded, turned around, and said angrily: "Who else is going to die!"

A dozen men looked at the person who fell to the ground and twitched. No one was willing to die, but someone said, "Boy, do you know which noble man I came from?"

Xiaodaoer didn't care, but said again: "Who wants to die? If you don't want to die, just get out!"

"Boy, you are in big trouble, my master must..."

"Die!" Xiaodaoer turned over, the long sword broke through the air, and entered a man's chest again. The sword and bones rubbed creaking, and the sword came out, and blood splattered!

A dozen people rolled and crawled beside the huge rock, rushing to the top, not going forward to fight for their companions, but running away from their own lives.

The hero of the world, Xu Xiaodao!

Learn from Jiange Yang Kan and Yang Ershu!
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