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Volume One Seventy-five Night Talk

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    Seventy-five Night Talk

    In the quiet room of the cozy home, a gray-faced young man leaned against the wall, basking in the starlight that came through the window, gently wiping the long sword in his hand.  The moonlight was cold and cold, reflecting the four-foot green front as cold as autumn frost.

    "I'm really curious about your history now." Opposite Jianjun, the energetic Lu Miaozi was leisurely sipping the wine in the pot, with a contented look on her face, as if she didn't care about Jianjun's injury at all.  Generally speaking, he said it meaningfully.

    ¡°Didn¡¯t you say that the historical fiction is false?¡± The young man sarcastically put the heretic sword that had been wiped spotlessly into the box carefully.

    "I didn't believe it at first," Lu Miaozi seemed not to notice the sarcasm in the young man's words, but her expression straightened, "but since you concealed the extremely mysterious Tai Chi flow, I do believe it."

    Putting down the wine bottle in his hand, Lu Miaozi straightened his body, as if he was using this gesture to show his respect for Tai Chi, which pointed directly at the road, "The way of Tai Chi, the great and wonderful slips! Even if you have the talent of heaven and man,  You can only imitate the posture, but you will never be able to interpret it so profoundly in front of me! Therefore, even if the historical compilation has the current prestige because of my manipulation, I have to think about whether it is serious or not.  There is a history hidden under the Nine Earths, peering into the heaven and earth."

    "Hey, you old man are overthinking it!" Looking at the old man's solemn expression, a smile finally appeared on the young man's gloomy face, but that smile, no matter how you looked at it, looked like a sneer.

    "In the past few days, my illness has gone away, my loved ones have been reunited, and I have seen the supreme martial arts. It is not impossible to even have a glimpse of the realm of the broken void. How can I not think more about it when my mood is ups and downs?"  The first-generation grandmaster with an ancient face sighed leisurely, and murmured in a tone that was almost sleepy, "Especially, your realm is obviously far from enough to understand Tai Chi, but you can still use that one in front of me."  This illusion-like magic is performed in front of me, explaining all the wonders of Tai Chi."

    As he spoke, Lu Miaozi's tone became more and more high-pitched. Later, the old man looked away from the starry sky and looked directly at the sword master, "So, I am thinking that history may not be all nothingness. Even if you  Even if you are not a person in the history series, you must have been inherited by the history series or an extremely mysterious and powerful orthodoxy similar to the history series! Am I right, kid?"

    Looking at the determination on the old man¡¯s face, Twelve smiled bitterly.  This old man is indeed the most knowledgeable person in the entire Tang Dynasty.  Although he was bound by his innate knowledge and the times, he still guessed the situation that was closest to reality!  I was brought into the glorious Tang Dynasty by a sword energy from the Immortal Family, and I had such a magical mutation. How could I not be said to have inherited a branch of the Immortal Family monks?

    "Old man, you are amazing!" Under the old man's piercing gaze, the young man gave a thumbs up with admiration.

    "You kid!" Lu Miaozi, who was still serious at first, couldn't help laughing when she saw the Sword Master's expression, "Whether it's true or not, the old man doesn't have much interest anymore! You'd better recover from your injuries as soon as possible.  serious."

    "I think so too!" As soon as he mentioned the injury, Sword Master felt very helpless. He lay down heavily on the couch, lazily looking into the shape of a big letter, looking straight at the roof and letting out a heavy sigh, "It's a pity that I can't treat the disease."  The sword can't cure yourself, just take it easy!"

    "Doctors don't heal themselves. Your healing sword is so magical. If you can heal your own injuries, wouldn't that be outrageous?" Looking at the young man's desperate look, Lu Miaozi suddenly felt  I was in a good mood and couldn't help laughing.

    "Alas!" Glancing at the old man, the sword master was too lazy to say anything, still looking half-dead.

    Knowing that Jianjun was in a bad mood, the old man stopped being an eyesore and walked out of the room carrying a wine flask.

    Outside the house, the night is as cool as water, but under the moonlight, there is a tall figure walking towards the clear dew under the moon.

    "What happened to the Twelve Young Masters?" Shang Xiuxun was slightly startled when he saw Lu Miaozi coming out, but he couldn't help but stepped forward to greet him.  As the master in charge of the entire Pegasus Ranch, Shang Xiuxun has many things to do every day, so naturally it is impossible for him to be by Sword Lord's side all the time.  What's more, the relationship between the two is far from being a close relationship now. It's already quite interesting to come visit after dealing with the day's affairs.

    "Haha, Xiu Xun came here late at night. It's so affectionate. This boy Twelve is really blessed." Looking at Shang Xiu Xun who came here in a hurry, Lu Miaozi had an unpredictable smile on his face.  When he went to answer Shang Xiuxun's question, he laughed instead.

    "Uncle Lu!" Lu Miaozi's sudden teasing made Shang Xiuxun blush, but that was all.  The beautiful venue owner and the time-traveling boy have only known each other for a few days, and their relationship is limited toYou know, this level of teasing will naturally not make the owner who controls the lives and deaths of thousands of people lose his composure.

    "Okay! Uncle Lu knows that he was wrong." Seeing Shang Xiuxun's anger, Lu Miaozi quickly admitted his mistake and said seriously, "So Xiuxun is here for something?"

    "Speaking of it, it's not a big deal." Seeing that Lu Miaozi stopped teasing, Shang Xiuxun smiled slightly, glanced at the closed door of Jianjun's quiet room with his pretty eyes, frowned slightly, and led Lu Miaozi to walk towards  Next to the small lake far away from his comfort zone, he asked, "Xiu Xun came here just because he saw that Uncle Lu was familiar with the Twelve Young Heroes, so he wanted to get to know him. After all, this young hero has a mysterious origin and his behavior is even more mysterious.  He is unscrupulous and ruthless. Therefore, when he comes to the ranch this time, Xiu Xun is really not sure whether it is a blessing or a curse. Please forgive me and give me some advice, Uncle Lu!"

    "Haha, Uncle Lu will only be happy if Xiuxun has such concerns." Looking at Shang Xiuxun's frown, Lu Miaozi felt happy and distressed at the same time.  What is gratifying is that Shang Xiuxun is considerate and considerate of danger in times of peace; what makes her sad is that Shang Xiuxun, a young woman, has to carry the rise and fall of the entire ranch and even the survival of the entire ranch on her tender shoulders!

    "Then, please ask Uncle Lu to give Xiu Xun some advice. After all, this person came all the way on corpses!" Seeing that Lu Miaozi was not unhappy at all, Shang Xiu Xun couldn't help but ask.  A pair of wonderful eyes, but they were looking at the cozy house with a unique style worriedly.

    "Actually, Twelve is a good boy." Seeing Shang Xiuxun's eyes full of vigilance and wariness as he looked towards Jianjun, Lu Miaozi waved her hands and sighed.  "When I first met him that day, he was still a little boy. At that time, the old man was about to cross the river, but suddenly he saw this child climbing up from the river with a big sword. At that time, he was thin and tired.  He was unbearable, like a water monkey, which made people feel distressed. Although he was still young at that time, he had already mastered the swordsmanship. The most important thing was that, at such a young age, his eyes were full of precocious wisdom, and his heart was full of wisdom.  There is a lot hidden. Despite this, the old man can see that this child is extremely stubborn, but he does not have any evil intentions. "

    "Xiu Xun's worries are not unreasonable. This child has indeed taken a lot of lives along the way. Although he is a person who deserves death, he has made many enemies in the end. But it doesn't matter. If I expected it to be good, I will wait for you  When he heals, that's when he leaves."

    "Since it is what Uncle Lu said, Xiuxun is relieved." Although Lu Miaozi's words could not dispel all the doubts in Shang Xiuxun's heart, they finally put the host's heart at ease.

    "It seems that Xiu Xun is really prejudiced against Twelve. Is it because this boy injured the fourth steward of the ranch as soon as he came?" Looking at Shang Xiuxun's expression that he regarded the Sword Lord as a scourge, Lu Lu  Taeko couldn't help but laugh.

    "That's right." Shang Xiuxun did not avoid the question because Lu Miaozi had a good relationship with the sword master. Instead, he admitted bluntly, "The Twelve Young Heroes are indeed superb in swordsmanship and can punish evil and eradicate evil, but in front of me  It is indeed a bit too domineering to behead Deacon Wu in front of everyone in the ranch, under the main entrance of my ranch, in full view of everyone."

    "Haha, domineering, isn't that what this kid is for?!" Lu Miaozi naturally understood some of the thoughts in Sword Lord's mind. After listening to Shang Xiuxun's evaluation, he nodded slightly, but his words were full of profound meaning.  .

    The night is getting darker and darker.  Lu Miaozi and Shang Xiuxun were walking by the lake, while Jianjun, who was in the quiet room of his cozy home, unknowingly fell into an extremely mysterious mood.

    ??Above the boundless wilderness, the wind is like a knife, blowing the sand and whistling endlessly.  Several figures were tumbling endlessly, and the sound of metal and iron almost covered the howling wind.

    Sword Lord stood there in confusion, somewhat confused as to what was happening in front of him.  But the boundless desolation and the gnawing curiosity forced him to involuntarily think about that battlefield.

    Braving the strong wind, he was staggering like an ordinary person. At this moment, the sword master seemed to have completely forgotten that he possesses superb internal skills and magical swordsmanship.

    "Happy!" A high-pitched cry of joy came faintly from the wind, but the young man was surprised. This was the voice of the sword master in black!

    Shocked in his heart, Jianjun couldn't help but quicken his pace.  In the blink of an eye, everyone was already vaguely visible.  Although it was not clear, the young man still recognized several people in the scene.  The sword master in black shouted for a fierce battle, and several people around him were rushing around. It was the Sin Sword asking for punishment from heaven, smiling proudly in the world of mortals, and the sword master in white who remained as calm as ever even in the strong wind!

    "This is" The young man opened his eyes wide in surprise.  Although several people have been summoned to possess and fight countless times, this is the first time they have encountered this face-to-face situation.  The young man who couldn't suppress his excitement was about to greet a few people, but suddenly found that he couldn't make a single sound!

    At this moment, a?Severe pain came from the left shoulder and right rib!  The pain was as violent as a flood and almost made the sword master fall to his knees!
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