"I admit my mistake. I don't have a sword, so how can I say that I am a swordsman?"
The old man turned his wrist and put away the iron rod in his hand. Although he was drunk, he still raised his eyes and looked at the sake seriously.
"But you little girl is quite interesting."
Looking at the sake, he said with a half-smile on his lips.
Qingjiu smiled indifferently at his denial, as if she didn't care about his answer at all, and just pushed Hong Xuan away and walked out.
"It's just that the junior doesn't really agree with what the senior said. If the senior leaves today without apologizing, it will be difficult for me to explain."
Wan Hanxiu's hand that had just brought the wine glass to his mouth shook again.
Fighting countless times a day, either during a fight or on the way to a fight.
He doesn't quite understand, does his cheap master have some warlike tendencies? Otherwise, how could it be like this?
But...why does she care so much about Jian Zong?
"You are also from the Sword Sect!"
Apparently after hearing what Sake said, the old man suddenly became interested. He walked to Sake's table, picked up a bottle of untouched wine, put it into his mouth, and then said to Sake with a satisfied look on his face.
【……】
[Don’t think that just because you are old, you can do whatever you want! 】
[It is not allowed to touch me while drinking. It is unforgivable. 】
[Even though you are old, I have to beat you up today. 】
【I’m not done with you today. 】
"..."
The sake twitched the corner of her mouth and looked at the old man with unfriendly eyes. Apparently the old man's move touched her vagina, so she took a sip and filled the pot directly.
"Small wine, no."
At this time, Ji Qing also pushed away the crowd watching the show at the door and said to Qing Jiu.
"Please give me some advice, senior."
At this time, Sake didn't hear their voices at all, and even if he heard them, he wouldn't care.
"Sister Sake, isn't her cultivation completely destroyed? She won't be hurt, right?"
An Ranran expressed concern in a timely manner, and sure enough, the eyes of those people shifted from her to look in the direction of Qingjiu with more worry.
"You can do whatever you want..."
Before the old man could finish his sentence, he cut through the space with a long sword and swung at him.
Sake's expression stopped smiling, and her eyes were serious, as if the moment she held the hilt of the sword, all she could see was the sword in her hand.
Really achieve only the sword, the heart, and the self.
Looking at Qingjiu's movements, he thought it was a simple blow, but after Yan Wugui raised his hand to take 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 exerted force on his feet and the iron rod in his hand drew sparks on the ground before he could stop.
"You... are not simple."
The old man's face when he looked at Qingjiu finally changed from the initial contempt to seriousness. It was rare for someone at this age to be able to use the sword to such an extent that he could be knocked back with one blow.
"Miscellaneous praise."
Sake didn't feel happy about Yan Mugui's words, and just nodded slightly.
As the words fell again, Qingjiu once again held Qiang Ming's hand and started to move, her body movements were agile and elegant.
Every move she makes is full of power. At this moment, her sword seemed to be not only an inanimate weapon, but also her will, her soul, and her belief. She poured her will into the sword, making it sharper and more deadly.
After more than a hundred moves, the admiration in Yan Wugui's eyes became more obvious. Finally, after Qingjiu 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. Showing the murderous spirit between the two.
"Zi la."
After the collision between sword and knife, Qingjiu took a step back and shook his sore hand.
"If I don't come, senior won't be serious about it."
Qingjiu raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, feeling a little tired and panting slightly.
"You didn't use your spiritual power either. The Sword Sect is convinced to have a disciple like you."
Yan Wugui looked at the knife in his hand, and his eyes were in a trance for a moment. This was the first time in a hundred years that he saw his knife again, but it was because of a junior.
Yan Wugui's voice was filled with emotion. He turned his hand and put the knife behind his back, looking at the sake and saying with admiration.
From the moment Qingjiu swung the sword for the first time, she discovered that this girl did not 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 won't be your match. I apologize to Jian Zong for what I said. In you, I see the high-spirited and arrogant spirit of Jian Zong in the past."
Yan Wugui walked up to Qingjiu, patted her on the shoulder, and said boldly.
This is also the first time that Qingjiu has done something so hearty since he came out of seclusion. Although he is not the opponent of the person in front of him, he is very satisfied with his physical strength alone and not his spiritual power.
"Senior, stay and have a drink."
Qingjiu was not as angry as he was at first, and said to Yan Wugui.
"No, if you drink any more, you'll lose consciousness. See you later."
Yan Wugui laughed and said in a hearty voice. After finishing his words, he looked at the sake, waved his hand, and left with the bottle of wine.
'Everyone, you've done a good job. I'm very satisfied with your physical improvement. To reward you, I'll assign 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 host. The task is to be done if it wants to do it, and if it doesn't want to be done, it will be messed up.
It now feels like an electronic pet. The host teases it twice when it is happy, and ravages it when it is unhappy.
"Small wine."
Qingjiu turned around and saw Jiqing and the others standing behind him at the entrance of Qiulanfang, looking at him with complicated expressions.
【……】
【Stagnation of liver qi makes you feel uncomfortable. 】
[Headache, backache, leg cramps. 】
[Could this be the sequelae of being extremely popular? 】
"Xiaojiu...it's senior brother who's the one who's sorry. Senior brother is the one who's sorry for you."
Wan Huo looked at Sake with her eyes a little red and said to her.
"????"
[This kid... 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 that she could be where she is now.
She is obviously such a weak woman, but she has trained herself to this point.
Feeling distressed and guilty.
Wan Huo couldn't face Qingjiu for a while, gave Qingjiu a guilty look and turned away.
[Is he... okay? 】
"We will be good to you in the future."
After hearing Qingjiu's voice, Nie Ling felt very unhappy. Even after what happened with Mo Lan, the junior sister still cared about them.
And they...
After glancing at Qingjiu, Nie Ling turned and left. They needed time to face their junior sister again, and they must face her with a new look.
Even if the junior sister doesn't forgive themselves, they still have to be kind to her.
Mu Ran also glanced at Qingjiu with a complicated expression, turned around and left.
An Ranran definitely had no need to stay at this time and left with Nie Ling and others.
"...Ji Qingzhong, do you have some diseases?"
Nan'er stood up and stood in front of Qingjiu, looking at the direction where Jiqing and the others left with complicated eyes, and said hesitantly.
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