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Chapter 19 Eunuch master
Chen Mengxuan has been practicing sword in boudoir for many years, but after all, his experience is too shallow. He didn’t raise a thick face enough to add her, so he felt guilty about the things between his grandparents and grandchildren two months ago. At that time, he was teased by Chen Shaobai and asked to make his face red with Se.
Just as she didn’t know what to answer, Miao Yuqin suddenly asked, "The feather change sign is a little hasty, but it sounds round and full … What did this sister do just now?"
Hearing her question, Chen Mengxuan immediately smiled at Chen Shaobai with relief and prepared to explain.
But as the saying goes, there are ten unpleasant things in life.
Just as Chen Mengxuan was able to resolve the feud, a bitter voice came from the side. Technique? I’m afraid a lowly person like you has never touched the piano in a generation? "
As soon as this statement came out, Qin Yuan’s eyes flashed with a bright sky, and he immediately dimmed, and his mouth was flat and he didn’t know how to deal with it.
Chen Shaobai suddenly felt a tingle in her scalp when she heard the tapering Y and N soft and slightly Zhong sound. Two glittering Chinese characters of "eunuch" echoed in her mind, and then she carefully looked at the guy who was originally recognized as a handsome girl and found that the other party turned out to be a woman dressed as a man-or he used to be a man.
"Chen Zhong, shut up!"
The original misunderstanding can be resolved by the servant’s strong intervention. Chen Mengxuan hated this guy around him and his tone of voice became impolite.
"Miss two nu house but fortunately, you met this no three no four people chat up outside, so don’t just promise to damage the family style ….."
Chen Zhong raised his head to look at the Miao language piano as if he had learned the stunt of changing his face. Y: n It’s cold. "This little girl’s posture Se can still report back and let Chen Lie and them pull it to Wanji Building, which can also fetch a good price."
"That’s enough!"
Chen Mengxuan’s face is white and Se acts as a swordsman, but his lips are shaking with anger because of the other party’s background.
Besides, she knew that she had just broken through to the swordsman’s realm and had not finished controlling the tip of the sword for half an inch, so it was not necessarily that she could beat this Chen Zhong.
Chen Shaobai pinched Miao Yuqin’s pink face and looked at her watery eyes and smiled. "Miao Miao don’t be angry. I will help you get back this justice."
Lay down to catch a glimpse of Chen Zhong’s silver medal on behalf of the swordsman hanging from his waist. Chen Shaobai reveals a smile at the corner of his mouth. "No wonder he dares to bully the master and master the swordsman’s level? This will be easy. "
Hey!
The dream was drawn, and Chen Shaobai pointed at Chen Zhong with a sword. "Dare the dead eunuch compete with me?"
Beating people, not swearing in the face, not debunking Chen Shaobai’s words are a poke at Chen Zhong’s death point, which makes the facial muscles of the other party appear distorted and deformed by anger
"Eunuch … good! Ok! Ok! We’ll see how important it is for you to say such a thing? "
Perhaps it is the physiological defects that make up for Chen Zhong’s keen observation. He looked at the thick calluses on Chen Shaobai’s hand and sneered. "The’ swordsman medal’ has not been practiced. The terrapin has been fiddling with crops for two years in the countryside and dares to come out arrogant? If you die, our family will become you! "
The swordsman medal mentioned in his mouth is not a silver medal awarded by the government, but that the palm and tiger’s mouth calluses are thinned from thick to thin by the sword holder for a long time, and finally evolve into a fine and tough layer like cowhide, but it will not hinder the tactile perception.
For swordsmen, this fine cocoon is the shape swordsman medal.
This is also recorded in the sword spectrum of Xuanji.
Looking down Chen Zhong’s hand, Chen Shaobai really saw a semi-transparent thin cocoon, but his palm was covered with thick and generous cocoons because of more than two months’ hard training, like a character who had just practiced sword for two or three years and entered the fencing threshold soon.
"See the real chapter at the bottom of your hand!"
Moments later, four people came to the street.
After the fencing competition, there was a real zone with six or seven feet around them.
People crowded into a circle like ants, and the people behind wanted to squeeze into the front to watch the tourists, but they were unwilling to give up such a good position. At that time, people were buzzing, and even the cold air nearby gradually became hot.
"It’s my poor discipline. If you don’t die after this time, I will give you an explanation." Chen Mengxuan bit his lip and felt guilty, Se.
"Come on! I’m not smart, but I’m not stupid. This guy is not that you don’t need to be responsible for "the indifference of Chen Shaobai God Se". Why don’t someone give money to the door for no reason? "
"Isn’t it better?"
I feel a little anxious about the atmosphere around me, so I gently grabbed each other’s skirts and twisted them around my fingertips. My big eyes were full of worries.
Chen Shaobai sprinkled a smile. "Everyone else bullied me, and I still held back my words, so it wasn’t me."
After explaining something in a few words, Chen Shaobai walked slowly to the middle of the ground and stood still "swish" to draw his dream out.
While that Chen zhong has already held the sword opposite se y and n cold hatred as if to Chen Shaobai as an enemy who killed his father and took his wife.
Although he thinks his swordsmanship is excellent, except for the most important factor of swordsmanship, the other factors that can determine the victory or defeat also include the posture, sword quality, terrain and weather of both sides whether they have had breakfast or not.
Chen Zhong did not despise Chen Shaobai for his low qualifications.
The two men staggered their swords and shook them toward each other’s key points respectively.
Qiang Qiang! Qiang Qiang! Qiang Qiang!
However, in a blink of an eye, I have already opposed three swords.
Chen Shaobai is playing more and more smoothly. When he feels that he is practicing sword, some doubts are gradually confirmed by the other side and solved. Jianfa is getting more and more mellow.
Chen Zhongze, on the other hand, is not the case. The more he plays, the more he feels that the sword in his hand feels wrong. When he sweeps away, he sees that the tip of the sword is covered with three clearly visible pits. I’m afraid that more swords and tips will be shattered.
So his face became more and more dignified. "No wonder this little arrogance turned out to rely on the sword!"
When I thought about this, Chen Zhong’s eyes flashed a trace of joy. "After killing him, this sword will be mine!"
So Chen Zhong no longer hides his strength and directly sacrifices the sword of J and jīng, who refined his sword and roared, and directly rolled up a half-inch sword.
See each other god se change Chen Shaobai has been secretly brewing counterattack in my heart, but I was taken aback when I saw each other really offering a killing move.
"Gangfeng covers not only the tip of the sword, but also many blades!"
The shape of the sword body determines that most of the swordsmanship is puncture. When a swordsman takes out his sword for the first time, jiǔ is formed at the tip of the sword. As time goes by, the more proficient the swordsmanship is, the more he can bring out the wind at the blade.
If you can bring Gangfeng to the sword ridge further, it will no longer belong to the swordsman category, and you can proudly claim that one swordsman can defend against hundreds of enemies.
In front of Chen Zhong’s arm, the tip of the sword moves in a circle with the shaking of the wrist. It is even more frightening that an ordinary wrist flower is displayed with a broken blade and spewing half an inch of Gangfeng.
Chen Shaobai’s eyes narrowed slightly. He knew that such fencing seemed flashy, but with Gangfeng blessing theory, wherever it was played, it would immediately blow up a big pit with extremely strong destructive power and great coverage, which was almost fatal to people.
The gangfeng brought by waving a long sword is almost the sum of one’s physical strength, while the other’s long sword will be damaged and fly if it is hard to fight, even if the quality of the dream is good.
At this moment of life and death, Chen Shao’s mind flashed when Ri Sun Kai was fighting, and he moved back for two or three feet in a row.
For a swordsman, the distance of two or three feet is almost blink of an eye, but this short distance consumes Chen Zhongjian’s sword potential.
When the Jian Gang reached its peak and declined, Chen Shaobai’s body immediately spun back, and the tip of his dream stabbed out along his chest.
Boom
Green red se light flashed across the ground and exploded like thunder.
The skill of transporting swords in Jilei gives ordinary swordsmen great power. Gangfeng collides with each other and annihilates their dreams. They have to smash the sword in Chen Zhong’s hand directly, and even cut his arm in half from the middle. Looking from the side, you can directly see the blood-stained bone marrow in the raw white bone.
"I give up, I give up!"
Chen Zhong brimming with pain and twitching all over gave a shrill call.
Chapter 20 Silver Tung Ice Silk Piano
"Give up?"
Chen Shaobai evenly with blood sword slowly paced near.
Seeing his cold face, Se Chen Zhong’s face, which looked a little pale because of excessive blood loss, immediately turned sallow, and his lips trembled. He only touched a sachet at his waist with his hand. "I don’t have my change. All my money is in this sachet."
It’s not Chen Zhong’s special way, but he’s worried that Chen Shaobai will be angry if he can’t find the money over and over again, and he will kill himself from his heart without regard to the rules-he has seen too many examples of practicing sword for the New Year.
"What a pity"