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- When Guse Yiren went to buy oranges, he felt very conflicted.
He knew that the leader of the village had already arrived.
Ba Dao must have noticed it too.
Since a month ago, when the leader of the village ordered him to come to Luoyang and lurk beside Ba Dao to retrieve Ba Dao, he knew that such a day would come.
????????????????????????? And he did it with his extraordinary ability, and he lived up to the trust of the village leader.
After all, Ba Dao was once a man of the world.
But he is a player, and he is very good at making things happen.
So, when he came to help Ba Dao take care of his business, it really made Ba Dao worry a lot.
This also caused Ba Dao to think more highly of him and treat him well in the past month.
And in this month, Gu Se Yiren found another plain and happy life in the world.
Although this kind of life is not as passionate as when he led the brothers to fight the power war in the village, it is just dull and trivial things in daily life.
But he feels very much enjoying it now.
He especially likes to stay at Ba Dao¡¯s fruit stall.
Because there are love clothes there.
Qingyi sells fruits at the fruit stall every day.
He often picks out some rotten fruits to eat with beautiful fingers like lush fingers.
Whenever this scene is discovered by Ba Dao, the old Jianghu swordsman will often deliberately straighten his face, looking very sad but unwilling to say anything because of his face, causing the strange and inexplicable appearance that he originally didn't want to eat. Eat it and feel great.
Ba Dao would drink some wine every night, and when he was lonely, he would ask someone from ancient times to drink with him.
The food that goes with the wine is often just a plate of peanuts or broad beans, and nothing else.
Someone once asked, "Why not have more dishes?"
Ba Dao does not answer, and his expression is often full of melancholy, as if the word "poor" is written all over his face.
Except for his melancholy, Ba Dao never spoke when he was drinking. He just drank and ate silently. When the food and wine were finished, the wine was also finished.
When Ba Dao drinks, it seems that what he is drinking is not wine, but life.
Silence does not mean not speaking, all words are in the wine glass.
An antique strange person gradually understands that the words that were once unclear -if a person does not know how to enjoy silence, he cannot be regarded as a truly speaking person. Because truly joyful words can only be spoken by those who understand silence.
He originally thought that these people were just NPCs after all.
And he is just a player.
He came to Ba Dao just to complete the task assigned by the village leader, and then get the generous rewards that the village leader said.
When the mission is completed, this ordinary and special mission journey will also end.
But now, he is actually a little reluctant to give up.
Just like sometimes, he climbed up the wall and peeked at the shadow of Qingyi taking a shower behind the screen in the room. He was so anxious that he couldn't bear to go offline.
Now, the mission has been completed, and he will be able to go back and resume his glorious status as a mountain bandit. Guse Yiren suddenly realized that he was very reluctant to leave, and even did not want to go back.
We have already seen the fruit stall in front of us, and we saw Qingyi selling fruits under the tree.
The ancient-looking stranger feels intimidated even when he is close.
During the day, he fantasized about becoming the strongest bandit king one day.
At night, hiding under the covers, I think about my love clothes.
The bandit king is the unparalleled bandit king in the world.
But it is also possible that he is the lonely bandit king.
"Xiao Gu, sometimes I also want to be a heroine, fight with swords in the world, and stop selling oranges."
"What's so good about becoming a heroine? Why don't we go up to the mountains and become bandits? When I become the king of the mountain, you will be my wife."
"The Mountain King? I heard that the Mountain King is very vicious. Could it be that he is also a good person? But since Xiaogu you want to be such a Mountain King, I also support you."
Qingyi said vaguely.
"Thank you for your support, I can do it! I really can!"
Chirp¡ª¡ª
A loud eagle cry broke the ancient memories. His heart trembled violently, and he looked up at the sky, his whole body feeling cold.
The leader of the village is here.
Memories come back like a flood, the joy of being by Qingyi's side was so plain, yet so real and so happy.
Sometimes, he can¡¯t even tell the difference between reality and games.
Games are even more real and happy than reality.
&nbThe brighter it gets, even though the body is hunched and rickety, it releases an increasingly terrifying sword power and intent.
The sword intention became more and more intense as his eyes brightened, but it was not sharp. It was like cutting through a ray of spring light in autumn and winter. It seemed ordinary, but in fact it was irresistible. Then it became vigorous and powerful.
"This sword intention!!"
Jiang Dali's eyes shrank, and the nine-ringed golden sword behind his back also trembled and buzzed.
I saw some withered grass in the courtyard trembling slightly at this moment. The orange tree, which was still full of green leaves, seemed to be releasing stronger vitality. The yellow-orange oranges on the orange tree seemed to burst at any time.
"Young man, you have come to ask for help. Unfortunately, my sword is old and I only have my will. I can only use one sword. If you can understand something, you only need to promise me one thing. Find Guihai and use the sword help me"
Ba Dao¡¯s eyes were full of brilliance and he stared at Jiang Dali closely. The light and knife intent in his eyes actually made Jiang Dali feel thrilling. He felt like his eyes were being stung by the blade, and he even wanted to lower his head to avoid it.
? But he knows.
At this time, it is absolutely impossible to avoid it.
Once he avoids it, his mind and will will be damaged first.
The strong self-confidence and strong imagination for the future brought about by the continuous strengthening of strength and the defeat of powerful enemies these days will be damaged.
And if that happens, his great power will also collapse.
Even if you are alive, your path to martial arts will be blocked.
The weak will hurt their bodies, the strong will lose their souls!
That¡¯s what it says.
However, at this moment, above the courtyard wall, Dongfang Bubai's cold and majestic eyes suddenly fell, covering the two people in the field.
These eyes were like two needles staring at each other. Although it did not completely destroy the sword intention field created by Ba Dao, it immediately changed the atmosphere.
Jiang Dali relaxed slightly and felt that a message suddenly came from the panel at this time.
"Trigger the revenge mission "The Glory of the Sword"
Task content: In the past, Ba Dao spent seven years cultivating disciples in order to find a successor. He selected a hundred disciples to train together, and asked a hundred people to practice swordsmanship and fight with each other. In the end, only one person would survive. And that person will inherit his mantle. In the end, Guihai Yida succeeded in inheriting his mantle and became better than his master. He defeated Ba Dao and forced Ba Dao to retire from the world.
" However, Ba Dao has retreated into the world for many years. By an unexpected coincidence, he realizes the sentimental sword from the ruthless sword, and realizes the endless and vigorous sword intention from the sword intention that destroys everything. This is what small freehand brushwork is like to big freehand brushwork. Although Ba Dao's body is old, his heart is not old, but he still has a long-cherished wish
Task requirements: Under the offensive of Ba Dao's sword intention, persist until the end to understand the principle of his sword intention, and find the Guihai sword, and use it to understand its ruthless killing.
Task reward: Ba Dao¡¯s sword intention and sword skills are instilled. "
"If you fail to accept this mission, even if you don't die, your confidence and sword skills will be severely damaged!"
This thought flashed in Jiang Dali's heart, but his eyes gradually became hot, and the blood in his body seemed to be boiling.
With great strength, how can one be weaker than others?
Even if you refuse at this time, I am afraid it will have an impact on your own soul, and it will be a grudge from now on.
Jiang Dali roared, and behind his back, the golden-backed nine-ringed sword was unsheathed. The bright golden light flashed, and the intention of the tiger-slaying golden-ringed sword also surged along with the sword's energy.
"Come on, I, Jiang Dali, accept your request, and today I will experience the great freedom of your sword!"
"Okay!! Give me a freehand blow!"
Ba Dao shouted loudly, and his hunched body suddenly straightened up as he raised one arm. With a move of his palm, he drew out the sword with one move!
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A sword energy that is not too sharp but has a majestic force accompanies the sword intention and strikes hard, making people choked and shaken.
The countless dead grass on the ground seemed to be affected by the knife at this moment, trembling and struggling, and actually broke the soil on the ground.
Bang bang bang¡ª¡ª
On the orange tree, the oranges exploded, jam was everywhere, and the whole courtyard was filled with a sweet and sour smell.
The big freehand knife is full of vitality.
Although it is not sharp, it is like the general trend of the changing of seasons. When the spring tide comes, autumn and winter end, it is irresistible, impossible to dodge, and the atmosphere is overwhelming.
Jiang Dali just took out the knife in his hand, but for a moment he felt as if he had suddenly been transported from autumn and winter to spring, and he was like an ice floe still clinging to the river bank with the tail of winter.
Suddenly there was a burning fire all around, like the red sunset rising at dusk
The wind is like crisp, the flowers are like fire, the snow has stopped and the ice is blooming again, and the spring pool is thousands of feet green. He, a small ice floe, feels uncomfortable all over. Even with the strength of tens of millions of kilograms, it will melt in the warm spring water
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