. . .
The moment this hand touched Weiming's shoulder, Weiming suddenly turned around and backed away. While ensuring that he could clearly see the opponent from the front, he also distanced himself, and with lightning speed, he took the weapon box from behind. The sword was drawn out.
After all this was done, Weiming saw clearly the other party's costume. Yes, it was just a costume, because the other party wore a silver full-covering mask on his head. In addition, his whole body was in dark purple tones, exuding metallic luster. Leather armor.
Tianlong Sect....~! ? Wei Ming immediately recognized the origin of this outfit and murmured in a vigilant tone. At the same time, he couldn't help but wonder in his heart, when did the Tianlong Sect, except for such a master of concealment, actually come behind me without even noticing.
Haha~
The mysterious man wearing Tianlong Cult clothes opposite saw Weiming's gesture and said nothing. He just gently turned the wrist holding the sword and let out a chuckle.
Um! ? sword...?
Only then did Wei Ming notice that the other party actually held a beautiful and slightly strange long sword in his hand. He suddenly became more puzzled and thought to himself: Don't all the followers of the Tianlong Sect use finger claws and hidden weapons? Why are there still people using swords? And looking at the way he holds the sword, you can tell that he is a first-class swordsman. If you look at the swordsmanship alone, the opponent is by no means weaker than Weiming before.
But...who could this be?
It’s no wonder Weiming couldn’t guess it. After all, looking at the Tianlong Cult members who can be named in the past, it seems that only Weiming’s parents are good at using swordsmanship, and if we talk about using swords, then only Weiming's father, Dongfang Xi, is alone (Gong Xiyao uses a jade flute). Weiming really can't think of anyone else in the Tianlong Sect who is so good at swordsmanship, and who also has such advanced internal strength and concealment skills.
Wait...sound! ?
Just when Weiming was vigilant and guessing, he suddenly remembered that the other party seemed to have made a voice just now. The voice... seemed... to be a woman.
It was also at this time that Weiming realized that the sword in the hands of this Tianlong cultist seemed familiar to him...
The red sword hilt has a giant salamander (salamander) head carved in the middle of the sword grid. The end of the sword hilt is in the shape of a lotus. There are three tooth marks on each side of the sword body. There is an inner chip more than an inch long on the sword head. ..
This is...!
...Salamander! ?
Weiming recognized the sword, and the identity of the masked Tianlong cultist holding the sword was self-evident. At the moment Weiming guessed it, he subconsciously used his True Eye of Deception, and sure enough, That's right, it was Tian Yan, the master of the Frightened Salamander Sword who had just been summoned by Weiming not long ago.
After confirming, Weiming also sighed secretly, and mentally hit his head a few times. Every time when the critical moment came, he forgot about the magical skill of breaking the illusion.
But after sighing, Weiming also let down his guard, and then called out tentatively, Ayan~?
The person opposite, Tian Yan, didn't react at all after hearing Wei Ming's call. He didn't even move, as if his acupuncture points were tapped.
'You're not angry, are you? Angry that I didn't recognize her right away? 'Weiming thought with a guilty conscience.
Just when Weiming was debating whether or not to shout again, Tian Yan suddenly burst out laughing. Although he looked a little weird wearing the mask of the Tianlong Sect, it was undeniable that Tian Yan's voice was really nice.
Uh~you...
Haha~hahaha! Twenty-one breaths, not bad. Although I don’t recognize my outfit, I finally recognize this sword~!
After laughing, Tian Yan held the sword behind him with his backhand, and directly took off the mask on his face with his other hand. With a burst of long black hair flowing like a waterfall, Tian Yan's delicate and cold face finally appeared again. Before the unknown.
No matter how many times he watches it, Weiming never gets tired of it. Although Tian Yan may not be the most beautiful woman Weiming knows, he is definitely the most unique one (well~ in fact, every girl is unique), unique to the killer. Cold temperament, plus
The female strategist's IQ bonus, two characteristics that usually appear in men, are perfectly combined with her frailty as a woman to form another completely different temperament.
It not only fascinates people, but also makes a small group of people feel wary, and with Tian Yan's superb disguise skills, the number of this small group of people will become very small.
Of course, this small part does not include Wei Ming. In fact, he does not need to be vigilant.
Ah! What~haven’t you seen enough? Tian Yan tilted his head, blinked his eyes, and said with a smile on his lips.
Uh~ah! Haha...no...nope! Wei Ming said with some embarrassment.
But then again, although Tian Yan has a good-looking face, he is still wearing the standard armor of the Tianlong Sect after all. He is so tightly wrapped that his figure cannot be seen, and it really loses a lot of interest.
how? Not satisfied with my outfit?
Ah~?
Weiming, who was not very good at hiding his emotions, was immediately noticed by Tian Yan, who was good at observing words and emotions, and revealed his thoughts. Weiming couldn't help but be stunned again.
After Tian Yan finished speaking, he looked at his clothes thoughtfully, then nodded with approval and said: Well, this clothes is a bit ugly, next time if If I have a chance, I'll wear some nice clothes and show you!
Well! ....
After saying this, Weiming didn't know how to answer it at all. After a moment of silence, Weiming changed the subject and asked: Well... Ayan, why are you free to come to me today? Is there a problem?
What~? Can't I come to you if nothing happens?
Tian Yan rolled his eyes at Weiming, casually took out the scabbard of the Frightened Salamander from nowhere, inserted the sword back, then walked to Weiming, looked at him with an unexplainable ripple in his eyes, and said: But I I'm looking for you this time. In addition to wanting to see you, I really want to tell you a few things. Let's find a quieter place.
Um! good.
Although he didn't know what Tian Yan was paying attention to, Weiming was relatively confident that the characters he summoned would not hurt him.
The two of them came to a hillside a little further away from the road they came from. Although it was also inaccessible, for the sake of safety, it was better to go to an empty and uninhabited place, and this hillside was very good.
. . .
Ayan...uh~ By the way, how old are you this year?
After the two sat down on the hillside, Wei Ming asked Tian Yan's age again in a desperate manner.
Why do you ask?
But fortunately, Tian Yan didn't seem to care about age yet, or maybe he really didn't care. Although he was surprised why he asked this, he still replied: ...I should be twenty years old now. Bar~ less than twenty-one years old.
Oh~! You are two or three years older than me, so I will call you Sister Ayan from now on!
Eh~? Tian Yan never expected that Weiming would ask his age just for this reason. While he was surprised, he couldn't help but feel a little amused. He shook his head and said with a smile: It's up to you! as long as you are happy.
Um!
Seeing that Tian Yan had no objection, Weiming officially cut to the chase and asked: Sister Ayan, how have you been in the Tianlong Sect recently? Sister Wushuang didn't find any flaws, right?
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