After going to the teacher's knife room this day, Chen Pingan and Jin Su finally went to Jing Jiange. As a result, today's trip is the least detour, so there is no need to go too far.

Previously on the shadow wall of the division's knife room, covered with a dense list, Chen Pingan found three familiar names, Cui Wei, Xu Wei, Song Changjing.

Among them, Cui Wei has the most frequent number of six, and the list of people from four different continents can be imagined.

The Mohist is weak and the King of the King is one. The reason is very strange. The person who rewards the weak is a woman who is signed "Wuhu Bishui Yuanjun Liu Rou", between the lines, full of hatred, and affection.

As for the person who rewarded Song Changjing, the signature was Jin Jiazhou Han Wanzhen. This person may have too much money and no place to spend. The reason is that Xiaobaobaozhou is not worthy of having a martial arts master.

When Chen Ping and Jin Su turned and left, they crossed the street with the other three on the other side of the street.

Chen Pingan couldn't help but take a look, because the woman was too tall, and her head was covered with a ponytail, well-proportioned, with a sheathless sword hanging from her waist, like a freshly baked new sword. Under the sunlight, the tall woman is walking, and the long sword reflects a burst of snow and white light.

In fact, it is not only Chen Pingan, but almost everyone on the street is looking at this strange woman.

A handsome man walked side by side with her, whispering, and the woman nodded occasionally and rarely spoke.

Behind them, they are a middle-aged sergeant. They are extremely murderous and difficult to cover. They are either pure martial arts below the seven borders. They have not yet condensed the golden body, so they can’t cover the air. If they are seven or more, they can have such a weather. It is a little scary. Among the thousands of swords in the world, the most extreme example is the one around the Middle Kingdom.

Even if Jinsu went far away, she couldn’t help but turn her head and looked at the woman’s back and was reluctant. Although the woman has never spoken, there is no gorgeous costumes, and she does not even have the beauty of the country, but Jin Su is envious of such a woman, and she cannot tell the truth.

Some people are always so different. If you look at it, you can remember it for many years. And some people, even if they have seen it for many years, have not lived in their hearts.

Chen Pingan did not pay much attention to it. He quickly took his own path and sipped his drink with a small mouth. He just remembered the stone arch bridge in his hometown. Of course he thought about it and thought of the golden arch bridge in the sky. Innocent.

The tall woman has never looked at anyone.

She has been walking to the front of the division's knife room, looked up, quickly browsed the list of rewards, most of the lack of interest, lazy to take a look, the final line of sight stayed in the top left corner of a list, her eyes lit up.

This time, the south fell down the mountain, took the ferry boat under the name of his own dynasty, "the tower", all the way from the north of Zhongtu Shenzhou, flew over one of the five major lakes, Penghu, passed the world's largest mountain, Suishan, and then Nanpo Weizhou She always stayed in the house and read a book about the dynasty that had been destroyed. She never showed her face and thought about it. After thinking about this time, she went to the north to find something to do.

She reached out and grabbed the list of rewards into her hands. She said to the teacher's door in the direction of the door: "This reward, I picked it up."

The handsome man followed the tall woman's line of sight and kept smashing. When she stared at this list, she silently said: "Don't tear this, don't tear this, just change one..." ..."

As a result, the woman is not willing, and the woman is to tear off the old list that has not been posted for many years.

The masters behind the men and women are obedient, smiling, and not surprised. I knew this early.

The man cried and said: "National division, are we really going to go to Baidi City for a big fight? The magic road giant near us is not only a few times worse than the Baidi City, but also the Ten Great Devils in the world. Why is the national teacher not looking for him? Why do I just go back and forth in the palace for the national teacher Wen Wentao? Although the devil has been jealous of the national teacher in recent years, it has been hidden, and it has also been heard. The news of relocating Zongmen..."

She smiled and interrupted the man's words: "The reason why I was able to break the border, that person is very helpful. Forgot to tell his Majesty, he has been killed by me."

The man stunned and sighed: "Why don't the national teacher advise him or her, if there is such help..."

The tall woman laughed again. "I have said it, but he has put forward a condition for me to be an acolyte. I thought about it. It is easier to get rid of him than to drink tea."

The man first lamented and immediately woke up and sighed his chest: "Guo Shi, you and I said directly, did these words say before the fight?"

The woman was slightly embarrassed, smiled and patted the man's shoulder, "Kneeling wise."

Afterwards, the demon head pleaded for mercy at her feet, and the girl confessed her mistakes. She did not agree. After leaving the magical sect of the mountain full of corpses, she squatted on the mountain path, and the gun in the hand was still hanging. That head, I wanted to take a look at the Imperial Palace, and he looked at the big devil, what he looked like, but when he thought that the emperor would blame himself for not considering the big picture, he would shake his wrist and put that one. The skull was smashed from the gun, and as a result, nothing happened.

So she felt a bit uncomfortable with the emperor.

A place where the Queen is abolished, the Prince is chosen, and the address of the tomb is to be asked by his emperor. It is difficult to find in Haoran.

She wants to cherish it.

The man is a little numb with a distressed heart. He is powerless and said: "Then I quickly told people to call the capital and ask them to move the armor for the national division. The white city owner is too invincible, and the national teacher cannot be taken lightly."

She suddenly shook her head and her eyes were hot. "If there is a life-and-death battle with Baidi City, the gold and silver armor will not wear it. There is no difference. There is no need to do anything."

The man said in a heavy tone: "Please ask you many times, I will ask you once again, don't divide what life or death, and tell the winners and losers, then look at the colorful clouds with the people of Baidichengcheng, play chess, and scatter on the waters of the river. Take a walk..."

The tall woman glanced at him and smiled: "Your Majesty wants the city of Baidi to be able to one day and enter our dynasty?"

The man gave a thumbs up and was ashamed of shame: "The national teacher has no idea!"

The woman said indifferently: "I am married in this life, only martial arts."

The man sighed and stopped saying more.

When the tall woman unveiled this list, no one in the division's knife room went out to entertain, and all the temperamentians who watched the lively scene near the shadow wall had already been scattered.

The latest top ten in the Middle-earth Shenzhou, of course, is the person who has appeared in the mountains in the past 100 years, otherwise it will be excluded.

In the end, the original ten were all practicing in the upper five, such as the Dragon and Tiger Mountain, and the result has now become nine.

This is the history of Haoran world, pure Wufu first entered this column.

And the woman Valkyrie rushed into the top five.

The fourth person is the owner of Baidi City.

The tall woman turned her head and said to her, "The tour of Baojuan, you go for me. If people really don't want to hand over the scabbard, even if you don't have to be strong."

He nodded from the man.

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Before entering Jingjiang Pavilion, Chen Pingan and Jin Su had their own thoughts. Chen Pingan wanted to see if there was a sword in the Jingjiang Pavilion. If so, what would it be? How many of the top five big demons who are shackled under the sword? Jin Su is going to pay tribute to the swordsmanship of the women's swordsmen.

Both of them have their own needs, so they acted separately and looked at each.

The Jingjian Pavilion is divided into two layers. The upper version of the sabre replica is not open to the public, and the first layer can always go inside, because the Jingjian Pavilion imitation is in accordance with the pattern of the demon record every thousand years and placed in a room. So the number of swords in the house is different, but no room seems empty, only more and more, Chen Pingan looks all the way, remembers an old name, and then draws a conclusion that can be in the sword The people who wrote on the Great Wall, and their swords, should be secretly enshrined on the second floor.

The setting of Jing Jiange is extremely intent. Every copy of the sabre is placed on top of each unique sword frame. After the sword rack, there will be a half-man-high sword fairy scroll, which is vivid and said to be a scroll. It is not accurate, it is made up of white fog, and it seems to be alive.

Although the sword of the man Jianxian had more imitations, Chen Pingan looked fast, and Jin Su looked slow. As a result, Chen Pinghe just met in the last room, and more coincidentally, the two almost At the same time standing side by side, one person looked at the "squeaky" of a man's sword fairy, his face changed slightly, one stared at the "secret" of the female sword fairy, his eyes complex.

The key is that these two men and women swords are not like pictures.

Suddenly someone squeezed Chen Ping’s peace, hehe, anyway, Chen Ping’an couldn’t understand the unspeakable words of He Zhou, but the tone was very rushing. The man spit on the sword rack and imitation goods, and accompanied Chen’s peace to the place. There was no good face, and he said a word that made Chen Ping’s head full of fog. The man also seemed to find that the back-sword teenager could not understand the elegance of the country and went indignantly.

Jin Su sighed, "Go."

Chen Pingan was outside the Luoshan Bamboo House. He listened to Wei Wei’s mention of this past event. He did not say that the current Yaozu was invading the battle of the Great Wall. The previous smashing battle was used to determine the ownership of the Great Wall, or The Yaozu returned to the sword to repair the remaining flying swords. Wei Wei said that outside the Great Wall of the Jianqi, it was fierce and fierce. A pair of male and female swordsmen died in battle. It was extremely tragic and strong, and two great swordsmen with outstanding merits and swordsmanship were even demon. The crowd is in full view!

斩!

Both are.

Chen Ping looked at the name of the man Jianxian, and then turned to look at the name of the female sword fairy.

Jin Su wondered: "Chen Ping, can't you leave?"

Chen Pingan snorted. "You go back to the inn first. I plan to watch the Jingjiang Pavilion again. Anyway, it is not closed for twelve hours."

She asked: "Do you recognize the way back?"

Chen Ping still did not look up and nodded: "Identified."

Jin Su is a bit strange, but it is only a teenager who is carrying a sword every day, too, the sword of the world, is not willing to leave. She walked out of the most end of the room, and walked through between them, like a period of time, thousands of years.

There are many foreigners who come to Jingjiange to admire Jianxian. Most of them are polite, even if the back-sword boy has been standing in front of the "茱萸" replica, he is not yelling at the pit, and he has nothing to say, but he also has a temper as before. The man is generally poor, facing the sly, secluded two swords of the swordsman who once fell into the head of the five-legged big demon, not scornful, sneering, or simply squirting toward the sword frame and imitation Spitting.

Chen Pingan could not understand what they said.

But he can feel the anger, sarcasm, indifference, ridicule and gloating of those people, fun, a little meaning...

Chen Ping did not like this feeling, just like the sea on the outside of Guihua Island.

It seems that the whole world is left with maliciousness.

After Chen Ping’s collision with a burly man, the man strode forward and had to punch a sword. At this time, a fishtail crown appeared in the middle of the age, smiling: “Do not destroy Jingjiang Pavilion. Collections, the offenders are at their own risk."

The man suddenly put away his fist and asked: "Do not spit on the water, do you not commit the rules of the mountain?"

Dao laughed and said nothing.

The man’s heart will lead the gods, spit out a thick slap in the sword frame, and turn around and leave.

Someone applauded next to him, and the burly man became more and more heroic and did something very popular.

Chen Pingan still can't understand anything.

He silently walked to the wall of this room and sipped drinking. Only in the gap between the tourists, he would quickly get up and wipe the sputum and the scent of the two replicas and the sword rack. After cleaning, I went back to the corner to drink. Over time, some people mistakenly thought that the back-sword teenager was the servant of Jing Jiange, who was responsible for the care of this room, lest the two swordsmen of the Great Wall sinner Jianxian be smashed.

Chen Pingan was in the house of Jing Jiange. It stayed until the evening, and the tourists became more and more sparse, so he got fewer and fewer times.

In the night, no one has come to this room for half an hour.

Chen Pingan left Jing Jiange, sitting on the steps outside, holding a sword, but no longer drinking, his lips pressed tight.

The man Jianxian, surnamed Ning.

The woman sword fairy, surnamed Yao.

Once there was a girl who introduced herself to Chen Pingan. "Hello, my name is Ning, my mother is Yao, so I am Ning Yao."

In the battle with Zhengyangshan, the girl’s words were clearly defined by her parents, and her performance in Zhuzhudong was not like a person who lost her mother. . So even if Wei Wei mentioned the death of the sword fairy monk in Luoshan, Chen Ping did not think about the girl.

But looking back, there are long traces.

She did not like to mention the fierce word on the Great Wall of Jian.

She said that after her own man, it must be the most powerful sword fairy under the sun, Dajianxian, no one.

She traveled alone in the world early, asking people to cast a good sword.

Chen Pingan hugged his knees and sat on the steps.

Behind the sword is his demon and demon.

The swords and gourds in the waist are still the first and fifteen of his name.

The sandals on the feet are also a pair.

The singer and the secluded scorpion in the innermost room of the young man are still dependent on each other.

Chen Pingan sat on the steps, I don't know how long I was in a daze, but my eyes looked at the frontlessly, and then he suddenly returned to God and found a girl standing not far away.

Her brow furrowed and opened the door to see the mountain: "Chen Pingan, the letter sent to my house, why not written by you, but written by Xiu Xiu? What happened to you!"

Chen Pingan seems to give Tianlei a slap in the middle, answering the question: "Long time no see, Ning girl."

She looked at the silly, sighed, and somewhat helpless, sitting next to Chen Pingan, not very airy: "Long time no see? How long it will take."

Chen Ping thought for a moment and then scratched his head.

I don't know why, Chen Pingan feels like it has been a long time.

Going thousands of miles.

Practiced a million punches.

She blinked at the guy who was sitting in danger, and then glanced at the sword behind her. She suddenly laughed and couldn’t help but say: "Chen Ping, you are a..."

Ning Yao inexplicably found this fool who was not afraid of this day, did not wait for his own words, scared sweat and flowed down.