"Admit it wrong, I don't have a sword, how can I talk about a swordsman."

The old man turned his wrist and put away the iron rod in his hand. Although he was already drunk, he still raised his eyes and looked at the sake seriously.

"But you little girl is interesting."

Looking at the sake, he said with a smile that was not a smile.

Sake smiled indifferently at his denial, as if he didn't care about his answer at all, just pushed Hong Xuan away and walked out by himself.

"It's just that the younger generation doesn't agree with what the senior said. If the senior leaves today without apologizing, it will be difficult for me to explain."

Wan Hanxiu shook the hand that had just brought the wine glass to his mouth again.

Countless times a day, either in a fight or on the way to a fight.

He doesn't understand very well, does his cheap master have some warlike tendencies in him, otherwise how could he be like this?
But...why does she care so much about Jianzong?
"You are also a member of the Sword Sect!"

Apparently after hearing what Sake said, the old man suddenly became interested, walked to the Sake table, picked up a jug of untouched wine, put it in his mouth, and then said to Sake with a satisfied face.

【…】

【Don't think that you can do whatever you want just because you are old! 】

[It's not okay to touch my wine, I can't forgive you. 】

[Don't look at you as old, I have to beat you young today. 】

【I'm not finished with you today. 】

"..."

Sake twitched the corner of his mouth, and looked at the old man with unfriendly eyes. Obviously, the old man's move touched her nipples, so he could take a sip and fill the pot directly.

"Little wine, no."

At this time, the extremely clear people also pushed away the crowd standing at the door watching the theater, and said to the sake.

"Please enlighten me, senior."

At this time, Sake didn't hear their voices at all, and even if he did, he wouldn't care.

"Sister Qingjiu's cultivation is completely ruined, won't she be injured?"

An Ranran expressed her concern in a timely manner, and sure enough, the eyes of those people shifted away from her and looked in the direction of sake with more worry.

"You can do it..."

Before the old man could finish his sentence, he swung his long sword across the space.

Sake's expression retracted into a smile, and her eyes were serious, as if at the moment she grasped the hilt, only the sword in her hand was left in her eyes.

It is really only the sword, the heart, and the self.

Looking at Sake's movements, he thought it was a simple blow, but after Yan Wugui raised his hand to receive the sword, he felt the power contained in the sword.

"boom."

After the old man was knocked back a few meters by the long sword, he stepped hard, and the iron rod in his hand drew sparks on the ground before barely stopping.

"You... are not simple."

The face of the old man looking at Sake finally changed from contempt to seriousness at the beginning. At this age, it is rare to be able to use the sword to such an extent, and to repel him with one blow.

"Mummy."

Sake didn't feel happy about the words of Goose No Return, but just nodded slightly.

As the voice fell again, Qing Jiu held Qiang Ming's hand again, and saw her agile and elegant.

Every move she makes is full of power.At this moment, her sword seemed to be not just a lifeless weapon, but also her will, her soul, and her belief. She injected her will into the sword, making the sword sharper and more deadly.

After more than a hundred tricks, the appreciation in Yan Wugui's eyes became more obvious. Finally, after Sake swung his sword forcefully, the iron rod in Yan Wugui's hand suddenly exploded, and a frosty sword appeared. The blade was as hard as a mirror. Seeing the murderous aura between the two.

"Fuck."

After the collision of the sword and the knife, Sake took a step back and shook his aching hands.

"I won't come, and the seniors are not serious."

Sake raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, he was a little tired, and said with a little panting.

"You didn't use your spiritual power either. Jianzong is convinced that he has a disciple like you."

Yan Wugui looked at the knife in his hand, and his eyes were fascinated for a moment. This was the first time in a hundred years that he saw his own knife again, but it was because of a junior.

Yan Wugui's voice was a little emotional, and he put the knife behind his back and looked at the sake and said in admiration.

From the moment Sake swung the sword for the first time, she found that the girl didn't use any spiritual power, but simply relied on her own consciousness to swing the sword. She had to admit that she was very strong.

"If you wait for a while, I'm afraid I'm not your opponent. I apologize to Jianzong for my words. In you, I see the high-spirited and high-spiritedness of Jianzong in the past, and the arrogance of all sentient beings."

Yan Wugui walked up to Qingjiu and patted her on the shoulder, and said boldly.

This is also the first time that Sake has done so heartily since he left the customs. Although he is not the opponent of the person in front of him, Sake is also very satisfied with his physical fitness and not his spiritual power.

"Senior stay here for a drink."

Sake was not as angry as it was at the beginning, and said to Yan Wugui.

"No, if you drink again, you will be unconscious, and there will be a period later."

Yan Wugui laughed and said in a hearty voice. After finishing speaking, he looked at the sake and waved his hand, and left with the pot of wine.

'All, you did a good job. I am very satisfied with the improvement in my physique. In order to reward you, I will send you a few tasks to do. '

'...'

You are the system and I am the system, hello.

The system now completely feels that it is being led by the nose by the host, and the task is to do it if it wants to do it, and to do it if it doesn't want to do it.

It now feels like an electronic pet, the host teases it a few times when it is happy, and ravages it when it is unhappy.

"Little wine."

Qingjiu turned his head and saw Jiqing and the others standing behind him at the gate of Qiulanfang, looking at him with complicated faces.

【…】

[Stagnation of liver qi, uncomfortable. 】

【Headache, sore back, leg cramps. 】

[Could this be the sequelae of being extremely popular. 】

"Xiaojiu...it's the brother who is bad, it's the brother who is sorry for you."

Wan Huo looked at Sake and said to her with reddened eyes.

"????"

【This child... his head is really broken. 】

After the junior sister's cultivation was completely destroyed, she must have endured a lot of hardships in the past year in order not to drag them down, so she became what she is now.

She is obviously such a weak woman, but she has trained herself to this point.

Distressed, guilty.

Wan Huo couldn't face Sake for a while, so he gave Sake a guilty look and turned away.

[He...is he all right? 】

"We will treat you well in the future."

After hearing Sake's heartfelt voice, Nie Ling felt very uncomfortable. Even after what happened to Mo Lan, the junior sister still cared about them.

And they...

After taking a look at Sake, Nie Ling also turned and left. They need time to face their junior sister again, and they must face her with a new look.

Even if Junior Sister doesn't forgive herself, they still have to treat her well.

Mu Ran also took a complicated look at Sake, then turned and left.

An Ranran definitely didn't need to stay at this time, and left with Nie Ling and the others.

"...Jiqing Zhongren, do you have any diseases?"

Nan'er got up and stood in front of Sake, looked at the direction where Jiqing and the others left with complicated eyes, and said hesitantly.

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