"this……"
Wang Pei was stunned and speechless.
"My set of ten-year swords, although it can be called swordsmanship, uses one sword and one sword less. When the ten swords are used up, there will be no more."
Qiu Jin said meaningfully, "I gave you one of the swords, which is almost worth my three years of cultivation. This gift is not light, so cherish it!"
Ling Zhen nodded repeatedly, "It's just a sword move with the will, it's a consumable. I understand."
Seeing Wang Pei's lips moving at this moment, Qiu Jin said magnanimously: "No need to thank me. Since you are Yu'er's brother, how can you be a useless person who can't even lift a sword? This gift can be considered as a gift to you. My sister’s.”
Qiu Jin shook his head as he spoke and said to himself, "I don't know what Wang Yu'er has become now."
Ling Zhen was very happy to see Brother Qiu like this.
Unexpectedly, Qiu Jin, a romantic and uninhibited prodigal, also has a sweetheart that he can't let go of!
Wang Pei was silent for a long time, raised his head, and suddenly said: "Qiu Jin, you saved my life today and gave me such a precious sword intention. This favor will be repaid by Wang in the future! But you took away Kaitianmen, which caused great harm to me." Sword Palace has been humiliated in the world for ten years, but this hatred can hardly be offset..."
Qiu Jin laughed and said straightforwardly: "I know, I know, my head has always been stored on my neck. Whenever your Supreme Sword Palace wants it, just send someone to pick it up. I will accompany you at any time. You Well, just be your young master of the Sword Palace."
After saying that, Qiu Jin took the newly acquired gold ingot of the divine sword.
He walked downstairs with Qingpao guest Ling Zhen. As he walked, Qiu Jin didn't forget to shout to the back: "Wang Pei, help me tell your sister that I miss her! That pink dress The skirt is really unforgettable.”
Wang Pei sat slumped on the ground, looking at the yellow-haired man's leaving figure. After a long silence, he sighed inwardly: "Oh, if he were not an enemy of the Sword Palace, how good a match he would be with Yu'er..."
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Qiu Jin and Ling Zhen no longer pretended to be superiors this time, but walked down the stairs step by step from the top of the Star Picking Tower.
As soon as they left the bottom of the building and had not walked a few steps, dozens of cavalrymen rushed up from all sides with a majestic momentum.
Seeing that he was surrounded, Qiu Jin sneered and said in a deep voice: "Seeking death."
Ling Zhen's murderous intent suddenly increased, and he was about to start a killing spree.
Who gave you so much heart and courage that you dare to surround me?
Just as they were holding their sword hilts, they were ready to fight their way out of the crowd.
A middle-aged man wearing a light-colored gown hurried up, passed through a group of armored cavalry, and came to Qiu and Ling.
Qiu Jin looked at the man standing in front of him, and saw that his facial features were straight, his appearance was dignified, and his whole body exuded a warm and approachable aura, so he suppressed a little murderous intent.
Ling Zhen raised his eyebrows and thought to himself: "How can such civil servants have the courage to come forward? Aren't they afraid that their lives will be taken away in an instant, or they will be taken hostage?"
This elegant man almost didn't even look at Ling Zhen. He stared at Qiu Jin for a while, his eye circles gradually turned red. Then he fell to the ground with a plop and said loudly: "Liu Chengshuang, the prefect of Jiangxin City, pays homage to our benefactor!" "
Um?
Could it be that he is an old friend of Brother Qiu again.
Ling Zhen looked at Qiu Jin, who had brown hair.
Qiu Jin was also very surprised and didn't know what he was talking about. He stepped forward to help Liu Chengshuang up and asked face to face: "I have never met you, why did you suddenly call me 'benefactor'?"
"My benefactor cannot remember me, but I still remember my benefactor!"
Liu Chengshuang's body was trembling slightly, and he said with red eyes, "Ten years ago, Liu's family went on a long trip, and unfortunately encountered a crazy bandit. The bandit first killed my beloved wife Li, and then interrupted my beloved son Fengchi. One of his arms also damaged the face of my beloved daughter Feng Ping... If my benefactor hadn't come to the rescue in time, the head on Liu's neck would have been taken away by them long ago!"
Ling Zhen understood now, "Brother Qiu really made good friends everywhere in the past."
After listening to Liu Chengshuang's explanation, Qiu Jin thought for a moment, and finally recalled the incident. He nodded and said with a smile: "Ang, I think about it. There is indeed such a thing. It has been so many years." Sorry, you still remember me."
Liu Chengshuang had a righteous look on his face and said seriously: "This is a life-saving grace. Liu definitely dare not forget it!"
"It has been ten years, and my appearance has changed a lot, especially my hair, which has turned yellow like this. How did you recognize me?"
Qiu Jin asked with a smile.
Ling Zhen thought about himself.
Compared to ten years ago, when I was still in my early tenth year, I have indeed changed so drastically that it is extremely difficult to tell.
"To be honest with my benefactor, when I first saw my benefactor in the crowd, although Liu was extremely shocked, he did not dare to recognize him because his appearance was indeed different from that of ten years ago. Until he got closer, Hearing that my benefactor's voice was almost exactly the same as ten years ago, Liu was sure that today was really an eye-opener for me to meet my benefactor again!"
Liu Chengshuang paused, "Liu wanted to acknowledge his benefactor directly, but before he could speak, his benefactor had already flown away from the crowd and entered the Star-Zhaing Tower. Liu was afraid that he would never see his benefactor again. My Lord, I sent people to surround the entrance and exit of Zhaixing Tower. It’s really out of my heart. I hope you won’t blame me, don’t blame me!”
Ling Zhen nodded and thought to himself: "This way you can hear the sound. I'm afraid it has been lingering in my dreams for countless times."
Qiu Jin nodded and said, "So that's it. If you had told me earlier, I thought these cavalrymen were here to catch me. I was almost, only just a hair away, and I was going to go on a killing spree with my brother Ling." ."
Ling Zhen agreed with this statement.
He had obviously already held down the hilt of the sword, so he just had to draw his sword to fight the enemy.
Qiu Jin imitated the accent of the fat monk Situ Zhuxiang, put one palm on his chest, and said in a decent manner: "Amitabha~"
Ling Zhen smiled and said: "Brother Qiu is pious and never leaves the Buddha's name. You might as well shave your hair and escape into Buddhism."
Qiu Jin immediately waved his hand and said while touching his head: "No, no, no, no, with my temper, how can I bear the five meat and three precepts? When I enter the temple, I'm afraid I will make more trouble than that fat man Situ." Leah."
Ling Zhen laughed and said: "To each other."
Liu Chengshuang had turned around now and shouted to the back: "Fengchi, Fengping, come quickly and pay homage to your benefactor!"
Not long after, a young man and woman ran towards here.
The young man was wearing green clothes, and his facial features were quite delicate, but his complexion was very pale, skinny, and he looked sickly.
The girl was wearing a dazzling red dress, she was small and exquisite, had two braids, and had an extremely obvious scar on her round face, which was quite scary.
Ling Zhen looked at the face of the girl in red, frowned, and sighed inwardly: "Poor girl."
