Chapter 89 Staying Overnight The sky gradually brightened, and Shi Feizhe listened with great interest to the story of how Shanwei was chopped the past few years, Shanxu was chopped three times by young heroes and twice by female heroes. It cannot be said to be colorful, it can only be said to be an escape from death. So much so that I now carry antidote with me. If the antidote I brought this time hadn’t been useful, I might not have been able to see Shi Feizhe. "So I say, it's not a problem with swordsmanship, it's your problem!" Shi Feizhe put out the fire and said to Shanwei. Although Shanwei talked non-stop all night, he looked much better than before. He said, "Ah~ I was never like this before I learned this sword technique." "Is it possible? I mean, is it possible that this sword technique has undergone incredible changes in me?" “It changed the trajectory of my life from then on!” "What a magical swordsmanship!" he exclaimed.
………… At this point, you're still blaming the swordsmanship! Sword skills are dead, but people are alive! Shi Feizhe rolled his eyes at him and said, "I'm going home first, and then I'll go to the Mobei Desert. Since you're injured, why don't you come with me so I can take care of you!" He already knew that the reason Shanwei came here was because he also wanted to watch the duel between the number one and the number two in the world. Halfway through the journey, Xiao Tingkong suddenly attacked, making Shanwei quite embarrassed. "Well... that's fine! There's still time!" Shanwei thought about it and thought that Shi Feizhe wouldn't chop him... right! Shanwei felt relieved when he thought that Shi Feizhe had saved him twice! If Brother Shi wanted to chop him down, he would have done it long ago! Although Shanwei was injured, it did not affect his journey at all. Over the past few years, he has been wandering between injury and recovery, making him extremely powerful. Therefore, the two of them traveled day and night, and after three days, they finally arrived at a small hill near Zhaojiaji. "Brother Shi, where is your home?" Shanwei looked around on the hill in confusion, but there was nothing. Except for a flat area full of weeds. "..." Shi Feizhe stared blankly at the place that had just been overgrown with weeds. I didn't go the wrong way! How come such a big family of mine is gone! Where are the three houses that were promised? Why is there only flat ground left? Where is the argumentative old man? He walked along the weeds and could clearly see that the soil in this place was different from the others and was more compacted. He casually waved a few sword energies to break the soil, and using the Blood Shadow Sword as a shovel, Shi Feizhe dug out a few tiles. It was the tiles from his previous house. From this, it can be inferred that someone seemed to have violently crushed the three houses and the courtyard directly into the ground. Judging from the length of the weeds, more than ten days have passed.
It seems that the old man who was shouting that he was waiting to die all day long was Yuan Jiuchong. Sure enough, it was a lie that the old man was waiting to die at home. Going out to fight is the old man’s true nature! No, you can leave if you want, why should my house be flattened too? It cost fifteen taels of silver! "Brother Shi, this is the Blood Shadow Sword! It's such a pity to use it to dig up the soil!" Shan Yu saw Shi Feizhe digging up the grass with the Blood Shadow Sword, his eyes twitched, and he said: "The Blood Shadow Sword was made by a master craftsman from the East Sea. It kills without spilling blood, but when you are hit, the blood will not stop! It is one of the most famous swords in the world!" Shi Feizhe used his foot to flatten the excavated soil and said, "I'm giving it to you, but you don't want it! Swords are not as convenient as sword energy!" "Hey! Brother Shi saved me again, how can I be so shameless as to take the sword again?" Shan Yu said, "Besides, it is Xiao Ting Kong's precious sword. Just looking at it really reminds me of him!" "..." Okay, okay, since you’re looking at the object and it reminds you of someone, just give me the sword, okay? "Besides, this sword is not as good as my sword!" “……”What a good habit! Speaking of which, the Night Sword seemed to be buried nearby. Shi Feizhe was too lazy to pay attention to this birdman. He remembered that he had buried a knife before. According to the marks he made in his memory, Shi Feizhe also dug out Ye Dao. With a "swish", the night sword was unsheathed, covered with a layer of maintenance oil. "One sword and one knife, I feel my painting style is so weird!" Shi Feizhe looked at Ye Dao and Xueying Sword and felt something was wrong. Could it be that fate has destined me to COS the Sword Maniac, Sword Crazy, or the Xuantian Evil Emperor? "Ah! Ye Dao!" After seeing Ye Dao, Shan Yu also began to recall: "Ye Qiandeng doesn't like to drink, he only likes to drink tea, especially Queshe!" "The new tea is still clear, but the old friends are nowhere to be seen!" he said with emotion in a rather literary manner. Shi Feizhe had already gotten used to the chatterbox intellectuals in Shanxu. He was far inferior to the argumentative old man and the internet trolls he had seen in his previous life. Shi Feizhe listened to his words and ignored them as if they were farts. Now many people from the martial arts world are rushing to the Mobei Desert. There must be a gathering place for people from the martial arts world near the duel. I believe that this sword and this knife can be sold for a lot of money. After watching the duel between masters, he will have to find a place to open a martial arts academy, which will require a lot of money. A sword and a knife can be just the right aid to the martial arts academy, which is perfect. Now the true sword energy in his body is surging, and for some reason, the speed of cultivation is faster than he imagined! What is he afraid of the Ye family? I can’t defeat the masters in the realm of true people, so why can’t I defeat the Ye family who covet the “Twelve-Storied Tower”? That's Bai Lian! Shi Feizhe glanced at Shanwei who was still chattering. "Brother Ye's swordsmanship is very special, one light and one dark..." "I know! I know! If you are my brother, then come and kill me, right? You are Zha Zha Hui!" Shi Feizhe interrupted Shan Yu's recollection and said, "Let's go! Let's go to the Mobei Desert."
"Who is Zha Zha Hui?" Shanwei couldn't help but ask. "Just like you, someone who was chopped by brothers!" Shi Feizhe wrapped up the sword and said as he put it on his shoulder. "Oh?" Shanwei suddenly became interested and asked, "Did he also practice the Twelve-Storied Tower?" "No, it's because he only likes to play with Blue Moon!" "What is that? Why was it cut?" "This is a long story..." The two of them chatted idly and walked towards Mobei. Mobei is very far away. It takes thousands of miles to the north of Yongzhou, and the Mobei Desert is even farther away. I really don’t know why these two people chose this place. Don’t we all have a place on the top of Mount Huashan or the top of the Forbidden City? That’s so cool. The Mobei Desert sounds like a place full of sand! The two of them headed north, doing justice and helping others. That day, we stayed in a mountain villa. The gate of the villa is quite grand, and the plaque on the villa reads "Fugui Villa". What’s strange is that the person who opened the door was actually a woman. She looked quite thin, but very strong. She was wearing a blue-gray gown, and her features were quite delicate, quite pretty. "I'm a stranger passing by here. Please let me stay for one night. I'll pay for it!" Shi Feizhe said with a fist salute. "Go, go, go..." The woman saw Shi Feizhe, looked at him, frowned, and said unhappily, "You can't stay here!" "Oh! Sorry for disturbing you!" Shi Feizhe didn't say anything, turned around and was about to leave with Shanwei. "Wait..." When the woman saw Shanwei, her eyes suddenly lit up and she said, "You can't do it, but this young man can!" Three swords, three knives, three... Swords are not as convenient as sword energy!
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