Chapter catalogue

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The first chapter is the fruit of grandparents and grandchildren
The sky is blue as blue as a blue lake, so clean that it doesn’t contain any impurities. The sun shines on the mountain path through the sparse shade, but it fails to disperse the autumn chill.
Although Autumn Fantasy Mountain is not a strange mountain in the world, it also breeds many ferocious wolves, tigers and leopards. Even the most experienced hunters must be careful not to make too much noise when entering this mountain.
People who despise nature have buried their bones in the mountains and become the nutrients of the earth.
"So swaggering into the mountains, no problem. If it weren’t for saving money to buy a piano for Miao Miao, I wouldn’t take this stupid job. "
Although Chen Shaobai is leading the way ahead, he can clearly feel the relaxed taste of a man and a woman behind him, so he secretly lamented in his heart.
He saw from the fine cocoon on the palms of the men and women that the two men were not as superficial as they appeared.
"Boy, how long will it take to get to the autumn magic spring?"
The speaker is a middle-aged man in a pale blue gown, named Chen Wei. He is slender and wears a sword around his waist. When he speaks, his voice is like Hong Zhong’s. If it weren’t for the clearly visible scar on his left cheek, he would look quite Confucian.
Although I knew that the blue man named Chen Wei came from the powerful forces in Muxi City in the middle age, the bad attitude of the other party made Chen Shaobai feel uncomfortable, so he narrowed his eyes slightly and left two words coldly: "Soon."
"Little rabbit, stop!"
Cheng Wei’s spleen xìng seems to be at two extremes with his appearance. When he was provoked by Shao Chen Shaobai, he immediately stopped, and Yu issued a chest anger to smooth his mood.
A line of three people stopped immediately.
Cheng Wei’s undisguised contempt and contempt for himself, Chen Shaobai knew at a glance, looked up and saw each other above himself-just like people in the 21st century watching primitive tribes, full of pity and superiority.
"How many years have you not been seen like this?"
Chen Shaobai, who lacked communication all the year round, was slightly angry and his eyes gradually narrowed.
"Chen Wei, don’t make more trouble."
Xìng, the only female in this small group, is talking. Although she is young, she can make many men extrapolate with a face. Besides, that apricot Se dress can’t completely cover up her bumpy figure, and it’s never too much to call her a femme fatale.
This young girl, even without any skill, can be the star of the moon, not to mention that she is not a vase.
"It must be the rich second generation of the Chen family in Muxi City."
Chen Shaobai didn’t go to see Chen Wei. He just put a hand on the home-made longbow with a tough smell behind it, and his eyes swept over the girl’s chest, waist and buttocks, subconsciously comparing with many actresses in his mind, and he could not help but give a long sigh.
"When the little girl at home can develop into this …"
Chen Shaobai is not as flattering as other village people like Orion, but his aloof attitude makes Chen Wei more and more angry.
But he didn’t dare to licentious in front of the girl, crush the anger explained:
"This boy is just an ordinary man in Shan Ye, and he only collects more money than others, but he didn’t know how to treat him with dignity from the beginning. If you don’t give him some face now, I’m afraid he’ll have to kick his nose and face later!"
Chen Shaobai turned a deaf ear to this person’s resentment, thinking that wild dogs were barking. He tilted his head and watched with interest how the girl responded.
The girl stroked the hilt of the sword around her waist, and Se said indifferently, "People who are capable have pride. This Chen Shaobai has been hunting in the mountains for a living since he was twelve years old. It is said that he has not suffered any injuries so far, so he is a capable figure. If he can show us the real autumn magic spring, it is nothing abrupt."
"But this boy …"
"Sword with virtue, no virtue and no sword. I’m only here to watch the autumn magic spring J Ο ng and cultivate my mind. If you don’t change your spleen, I’m afraid you’ll never break through the shackles and become a swordsman. "
As soon as this statement came out, Chen Wei was as relieved as if he had been poured with a pot of cold water. He immediately stopped, lowered his head and said, "Yes, Miss Er."
Having said that, but Chen Shaobai still see a ferocious from each other’s slightly drooping face, corners of the mouth draw the outline of a cold smile, take out an arrow like flowing water, and pull the longbow in his hand into a full moon.
Bang!
When a cold wind came, Chen Wei looked up and saw a sharp arrow whizzing towards him. He could even smell the burnt smell of pig iron caused by high-speed friction with the air.
This arrow is impeccable in strength, trajectory and speed. If it hadn’t been for his keen vision to capture the stubble on this crude arrow, I’m afraid it would have been written by the Shenji camp of Shang State.
"If you don’t agree with a word, you will kill people. This little beast is vicious!"
In an instant, Chen Wei’s hair stood up and his head was blank, but the physical memory brought by thousands of drills made him subconsciously reach out to his waist, and Yu took out his sword to block the arrow.
Whoosh
The arrow crossed his cheek and dragged out a long blood line. The strong breeze made his eyes ache, but he raised his hand and raised his sword, regardless of the pain in his eyes and face, and stabbed the most peak sword of his life without trace.
Chen Wei was enlightened, and felt that as long as he realized this perfect sword, he would be able to break through and become a glorious swordsman. If he could become Chen Jiakeqing in Muxi City, wouldn’t it be thousands of times better than the status of ordinary guards now?
As for whether Chen Shaobai will die by this sword, it is not what he is worried about-Shan Ye’s man will die if he dies.
Qiang Qiang!
A thin thin sword silently intercepted Chen Wei’s sword, which made him feel a little incredible: "Miss Er?"
The second young lady in the apricot skirt drew the rapier back to her waist. She didn’t explain anything, but pointed her finger at the back of Chen Wei.
Cheng Wei turned his head and saw an arrow in the eye socket of a white-haired jackal, who fell less than half a meter behind him, and suddenly realized that Chen Shaobai, a savage in the mountain, had saved his life.
Mind a tight a loose, he blew up the hair a slack, pale blue se gown was soaked with sweat.
Like a lost dog.
"Pretend to be struck by lightning."
See cheng wei no longer before that proud appearance, like a defeated cock, Chen Shaobai a dark bright in my heart, hand movements but never stop.
He skillfully took down the arrow, sprinkled some powder on the eyes of the white-haired jackal’s body to cover up the bloody smell, and put it in a carry-on sack. He only felt happy when he thought of the taste of his fiancee’s famous coriander buckle meat.
The sharpness of that arrow just now made Miss Er, who was dressed in apricot yellow, unconsciously advance two steps: "With your qualifications, if J Ο ng’s cultivation is not too bad and you can specialize in fencing again, you will surely become a swordsman soon."
"So, come to the chens to do things! We can provide you with the best fencing teacher. If you become a swordsman, wouldn’t it be much better than being an Orion in Shan Ye all your life? "