The old man glanced at Ah Fei and said, "Do you think my decades of martial arts training were in vain? I'm just a teenager."
Obviously, A Fei's appearance is too deceiving. When seeing him for the first time, almost no one would take him seriously.
At this time, another heavy footsteps came, and a fat old woman came in.
She may be too old to say that she is an old woman, but she is probably in her forties or fifties, and she may have looked a bit pretty when she was young.
But the key point is that this old woman seems to be a little unaware. Instead, she paints red and green and dresses up like a little girl. Unfortunately, her bucket waist makes her look a bit funny.
From what she was saying to the old man, she must be the boss lady here.
Zhao Mingyuan remembered that they seemed to be two people from the Jianghu who eloped, and they had been hiding here anonymously for more than 20 years.
There are several twenty years in life. Since you have been living in seclusion for twenty years, why not continue like this?
Listening to their chatter, it seemed that they still had a lot to say. Maybe Zhao Mingyuan could watch a scene of husband and wife fighting and killing each other.
However, Zhao Mingyuan was tired of it.
Why do these sidekicks always talk so much?
Has it been hiding for too long and holding too many words in your heart?
However, Zhao Mingyuan was no longer willing to say anything, and only uttered two words, "A Fei" in a cold voice.
Ah Fei already understood what he meant and moved forward with his sword.
When the old man saw A Fei holding a long sword, he couldn't help laughing and said, "Do you think this is a sword? Let me..." Before he could finish his words, he couldn't say any more.
The old woman saw her husband fell down with a sword in his throat. She was so shocked that she was about to scream, but A Fei's sword sealed her scream forever in her throat.
Zhao Mingyuan looked at the corpses of the two people and said to Ah Fei: "Look, like us, facing the enemy's corpse, it's a good time to say anything.
Otherwise, no matter what advantage you have, as long as the enemy is still alive, there is a possibility of being overturned.
When we walk in the world, we must put stability first.
Moreover, no matter men, women, old or young, especially any fragile beauties, they must not have any contempt. "
"Yes! Young Master, I understand." Although Ah Fei replied like this, his expression was obviously a little impatient. This was not the first time he heard these words.
Zhao Mingyuan naturally saw A Fei's impatience and sighed: "I just hope you really understand. But there are some things that you may never understand unless you experience it yourself and suffer some losses."
At this time, I heard a voice coming from the window: "Yes, some things really need to be experienced firsthand to know."
Soon, another person entered the room.
This man was dressed in green clothes and had a bronze mask on his face, and he walked in calmly.
Zhao Mingyuan said: "You dare to come in, do you think you can block A Fei's sword?"
The masked person said: "I'm not sure either. But why do I have to block it?"
Zhao Mingyuan said: "Oh, what do you mean?"
The masked man stretched out his hands, revealing a pair of dark blue iron gloves, which looked ugly and clumsy in shape. The masked person said: "Do you recognize what this is?"
Zhao Mingyuan said: "Although I have never seen it, judging from the appearance of this green demon hand, it should be the ninth in the weapon spectrum. This should be Yi Lai's weapon."
The masked man said: "Yes, this is the Green Devil's Hand. You should know its value. How about I trade this Green Devil's Hand for your gold silk armor? This is a fair trade."
Zhao Mingyuan said: "What do you think of A Fei's sword?"
The masked man was silent, but A Fei's sword looked a little crude.
Zhao Mingyuan continued: "Even if A Fei used a bamboo sword, he could easily kill these people.
Li Xunhuan's Little Li Flying Knife was just made by a blacksmith from Daye, and it took him three hours to make it.
You probably don’t understand real masters, right?
To the true master, these are just external objects. "
This time the masked man was silent for a while, then took out a box from his arms, opened it and saw that it was a dagger with a cold light.
The masked man said: "A sword is given to a hero. This fish intestine sword is unparalleled in the world. Both of them are masters of swords. Wouldn't it complement each other perfectly with this sword? Maybe it can also improve the strength of both of them. Wouldn't it be beautiful?"
Zhao Mingyuan said: "This fish intestine sword is rare, but it is just a short sword, which does not match the swordsmanship of the two of us. We have always been able to use swords only by humans, how can we be sword slaves? This fish intestine sword is just a useless thing." "
But after hearing these words, the masked man remained silent for a while, and suddenly said: "I still have gifts to give to the young master." His voice suddenly became clear and sweet, and it was no longer difficult to distinguish between men and women.
"What is it?" Although Zhao Mingyuan asked, he already knew it in his heart.
Who else could she be besides Lin Xian'er, and what other methods could she use to deal with men?
Sure enough, the masked person said: "Can you please ask this little brother to go outside for a while?"
Zhao Mingyuan said: "No need."
The masked man said: "Could Mr. Zhao really be poisoned? Or, he prefers this tone."
Without waiting for an answer, she had already taken off her ferocious green devil hands, revealing a pair of catkins as beautiful as mutton fat and jade, and then asked: "I wonder if Young Master Zhao is satisfied?"
Zhao Mingyuan said: "How can this satisfy people?"
Step by step, she took off her thick coat, skirt, shoes and socks, and bottom clothes, leaving only a soft and thin bellyband that was bulging.
I heard the masked man ask in a soft voice: "Master, are you still not satisfied?"
Zhao Mingyuan said: "If I say I am satisfied at this time, I will be a real fool."
The masked man said: "If you want to see more, then let this guy go out first."
It turned out that Ah Fei's eyes had widened and his face turned red.
It is true that the innocent young man has too little experience.
He had already wanted to go out, but Zhao Mingyuan never spoke.
But Zhao Mingyuan still said: "No, that's fine."
The masked man couldn't help but said coquettishly: "How bad are you?" With a gentle pull, the last piece of clothing fell to the ground.
A Fei was heard panting rapidly, but Zhao Mingyuan remained calm.
The masked man asked: "Isn't this enough?"
Zhao Mingyuan said: "It's still a little bit worse."
Lin Xianer said: "I'm just afraid that if you see my face, you will never be able to leave me again."
As she said this, she gently took off the mask with her hand, obviously very confident in her appearance.
She did have the confidence to take off her mask and threw it aside. The face of an angel, the figure of a devil, everything is presented.
A Fei's eyes became even more intense.
Lin Xianer smiled and said, "Is this enough? Can I give it to someone else?" Although he was asking, his tone was very firm.
Zhao Mingyuan said: "You are like this. Indeed, if I don't give you a gift, I won't be able to say goodbye."
Lin Xianer finally smiled, no man could escape her grasp.
But she saw a jade token being thrown in front of her.
What's this?
Not gold armor.
When she saw it clearly, she immediately knelt down without caring about anything and said: "Lin Xian'er, the King of Love and Desire, meet the Holy Cult Master."
(End of chapter)
