The water-stopping sword is sent on the side of Lingji Mountain, only a few days away from the Wulin League. Sheng Hechen, the head of the martial arts alliance, set the martial arts conference on the 20th of the first lunar month, but they can still leave after the Lantern Festival in the door.

In previous years, martial arts conferences were mostly held in February and March, but it was the first time in the first month. Jiang Su knew that Sheng Hechen was to discuss the "invincible heaven" of the Lingxishan landslide, and he also knew the outcome of the negotiations in the book, so he was in no hurry. Now he is more worried about sending swords.

Although he had promised Mu Yichuan in his mouth, he was really reluctant to give up. He wanted to spend all day in the Tibetan Jian Pavilion, looking at the swords he had accumulated over the years. Each sword was different. He could even come up with a different set of tricks and tricks for the sword, each sword. He was reluctant to give up.

On the day of the Lantern Festival, lanterns were decorated outside, but Jiangsu's heart was nothing but ashes.

Mu Yichuan was able to walk in the field a few days ago, and young people have a good physical foundation in practicing martial arts since childhood, and they have recovered very quickly. Today, Jiang Su asked Mu Yichuan to come to his Tibetan Sword Pavilion to pick a sword. he waited outside the Tibetan Sword Pavilion with a broken face, and his disciples came and went in front of him. For a moment, no one dared to talk to him.

He waited for a long time, but Muichuan finally came.

Today, Mu Yichuan changed the new clothes prepared for him by Zhang Wenxue. Although the wound has not yet healed, his right hand is still inconvenient to move, but from the outside, there is no difference.

He raised his hand to greet Jiang Su at a distance, and he seemed to be in a good mood-and Jiang Su thought that he would be very happy if he wanted to take away his wife he had loved for many years.

But Jiang Su is not happy.

Dejected, he led Mu Yichuan into the Tibetan Jian Pavilion, waiting for Mu Yichuan to choose a sword, while Mu Yichuan looked at the collection of Jiangsu for many years in front of him. If he saw some extraordinary scenery, he could not help but open his eyes, marveled, and looked around for a moment. He carefully took a sword from the sword frame, looked back at Jiangsu, and said, "this is Yuhong Jian."

Jiang Su did not expect that he would recognize his collection at a glance. Slightly surprised, Jiang Su nodded and said, "Yes."

Muichuan asked, "can you use a soft sword?"

Jiang Su replied with a smile: "whenever you touch the word of sword, there is nothing I haven't tried."

Mu Yichuan put the Yuhong sword back and raised his hand to touch another sword. Compared with the Yuhong sword, the body of this sword is huge and someone is taller. He still has to ask in the future. Jiang Su has replied, "it is the huge chopping of the Diaojian Villa."

He can already see that.

Like him, Mu Yichuan is also a person who understands swords and likes swords.

If all the treasures of his house were laid out, he would have known seven or eight out of ten. In the ten years since he was in the book, it was the first time that he had met someone who liked so much as his temperament, and if he was such a person, he wanted to give him a sword. Jiang Su suddenly didn't feel so distressed.

With that joyful look, Kemu Yichuan turned around in the Tibetan Sword Pavilion, but never took off any sword, nor did he take the initiative to choose it. He just said, "Jiang Shaoxia must have spent a lot of effort to collect these famous swords."

"it's all right." Jiang Su said, "with the help of my brother and several good friends, it was quite smooth."

Mu Yichuan looked more envious and murmured, "Yes, people like Jiang Shaoxia will have a lot of friends wherever they go."

He's different.

He has no friends, and he shouldn't have any friends.

He looked at the swords, and even if he had great admiration in his heart, he could only swallow all the words back and said, "I already have many swords in my home. These are all beloved things of Jiang Shaoxia."

Jiang Su saw through it.

"is it your father again?" Jiang Su raised his eyebrows and repeated to him what Mu Yichuan had said earlier, "if you want to achieve the highest swordsmanship, you must put an end to foreign objects?"

Muichuan: "…."

Jiang Su saw that he did not answer, left and right, that day he saw Mu Yichuan's swordsmanship swift and ruthless, and whenever he started, his moves were all meant to kill. It was a very fierce swordsmanship, he thought, and there should be a sword to match it.

When he stepped into the inner room, there were two swords side by side on the high platform in the room. he took off one of them, handed it to Muichuan and asked, "do you know what kind of sword this is?"

The scabbard was heavy and dark, and if there was hostility around the body, one could not look away. Mu Yichuan looked at it for a moment, but he seemed surprised, and finally opened his eyes wide, surprised and said, "nameless Sword."

This is the sword of Xie Wu, the former head of magic religion.

At that time, Xie Wu was invited by Wen Qingting, the master of the Water Sword, and released the sword outside the Ling Rhino Mountain. He went to the appointment alone, but Wen Qingting traded his life and died together in the "invincible Heaven." Xie Wu's sword stayed in the Water Sword School, but he didn't want to …. It turned out to be in the hands of Jiang Su.

"your sword is strong, and this sword suits you." Jiang Su could not help but start preaching by the swordsmanship instructor, saying, "but …" Your swordsmanship abandons the main attack, and if you meet a master, you will suffer. "

As if Mu Yichuan saw some rare treasures, he rubbed his hands on the unknown sword. in terms of jianghu famous instruments, the sword might not be too far ahead, but after all, it was Xie's useless sword. Mu Yichuan caressed the sword, thinking that from this sword, he could always be tainted with the swordsmen of his predecessor.

His father always said that he was not talented enough, and he thought so, too.

If he had the aura of thanks without half, how could he have achieved nothing, still worrying his father every day.

He sighed and looked up again, and his eyes were attracted by another sword on the high platform. Unlike Xie Wu's sword, just looking at this sword, he seemed to be able to see how the owner was like the breeze and the moon. He respectfully held Xie Wu's sword in his hand and asked carefully, "is that Wen Qingting's sword?"

"Yes, this is my master's sword." Jiang Su took the sword off, held it in his hand and said, "this sword should have been kept by my brother, but he knew that I admired my ancestor, and when I was weak, he gave it to me."

It is rumored that Wen Qingting and Xie Wu are very close friends.

But later, one of him was in charge of the Shuijian faction, and one was the master of the devil's teachings, and the two went astray. From then on, they broke apart and died together. They did not want their swords to be put together nearly a hundred years later.

Jiangsu looked at Mu Yichuan's eyes and suddenly moved in his heart. He changed his sword to his left hand and asked Mu Yichuan, "can you think of a few tricks?"

Mu Yichuan was stunned slightly: "do you want to fight?"

The words did not fall, no sword has come out of the scabbard, straight at him, although Mu Yichuan did not recover, but the body has moved, carrying the sword to block Jiangsu a move, without hesitation to pull the sword out of the scabbard, backhand back stab.

The sword in the room was cold and bright, and the two seemed to show no mercy, but no one wanted to kill each other. When the sword blade touched each other, the sword always deliberately went up a few inches.

They always seem to know where each other's sword is going to go at the next moment, and they can always block each other's sword. in the end, in the eyes of onlookers, they seem to be playing with swords, moving clouds and water, light and elegant, and the people who play with swords

Drowning in it.

After all, Mu Yichuan was hurt. He lost a few strokes in Jiang Su, and his sword cut his skirt. He took a step back and looked back to see that Jiang Su returned the sword to the scabbard. He laughed a few times and said, "be happy!"

Mu Yichuan was still a little dazed and asked, "have a good time?"

He carefully withdrew the sword from the scabbard, his heart pounding, thinking that he had just used Xie Wu's nameless sword against Wen Qingting's sword, and the unspeakable subtle sense of tacit understanding with Jiang Su, just as the human sword had become one, but he did not know how many times there could be in such a situation in life.

Thinking of this, he touched his swordsman's skirt again and whispered, "this is the new dress that Zhang just prepared."

"it doesn't matter. I'll talk to him later." Jiang Su said, "he won't be angry."

When he had finished saying this, he caught a glimpse of the figure outside the corner of his eye. He turned around and saw Zhang Wenxue and Qi du both outside. They seemed to be looking for him together. Qi du also helped Zhang Wenxue carry the food basket. Jiang Su was in a good mood. Jiang Su opened his mouth and asked, "Brother, when did you come?"

Zhang Mengxue was out of her mind and murmured, "come first and come later." If there is anything in the relationship, come first and arrive later. "

Jiang Su: "Ah?" Brother, what are you talking about? "

He turned to look at Qi du, only to see that Qi du was also out of his mind.

Qi du looked in a trance: "Kung fu is poor.". Why am I so poor at kung fu? "

Jiang Su: "?"

Mu Yichuan saw the two of them standing outside, thinking that he had broken the clothes Zhang Wenxue had prepared for him. He was more or less embarrassed, scratched his head, made a serious and sincere apology to Zhang Wenxue, and said, "Zhang Zhangmen, this dress"

Zhang Wenxue didn't seem to hear it at all, but murmured the next sentence.

"Bamboo Horse. What's the use of bamboo horses? " Zhang asked Xue suddenly, "come first." What's the use of coming first. "

Mu Yichuan was stunned: "…". Huh? "

He looked blankly at Jiangsu, only to see that Qi du, who was beside him, had red eyes and wiped away a tear, which was about to fall. Zhang Wen Xue happened to look back, and he saw Qi du's general delirious appearance like him-he could not have known it better.

Isn't this the exclusive expression of a lovelorn?!

Zhang Wenxue was silent.

He looked at Qi du, then turned to look at Jiang Su. An idea that he should not have had gradually surfaced in his mind.

Qidu will not also.

Zhang Mengxue held Jiang Su's hand, reluctantly held back the blood in his heart, squeezed out a sentence, and said, "it doesn't matter, Mu Shaoxia, the clothes are torn, just do it again."

Jiang Su has always been Oblivious. When he saw Zhang ask Xue to open his mouth, he naturally thought that his brother was all right. He pulled Muyichuan over, raised his unnamed sword in his hand, and said, "Brother, I want to give this sword to Mu Shaoxia."

Zhang Wanxue: "…."

Qi du: "."

Jiang Su saw that the two looked different and hurriedly added a sentence.

"although it is the first master of magic religion, it has been nearly a hundred years, and I have also used this sword at the martial arts conference. It should be all right." Jiang Su thought for a moment, worried that Zhang Mengxue felt that Muyichuan was not worthy of the sword, so he boasted, "I have already tried Mu Shaoxia. His sword style is fierce. This swordsmanship is suitable for nameless swords, swords with heroes, and Mu Shaoxia is very suitable."

Zhang Wanxue: "you have tried.". "

Qi du: "the sword is matched with the hero." Beauties deserve heroes. "

Jiang Su: "…. Huh? "

Sure enough, Qi du cried.

Wiping away his tears, he put the food box on the table and hurriedly ran out, while Zhang Wenxue saw him leave and finally confirmed what he had in mind. For a moment, he only felt very mixed.

What on earth is this all about?

In disregard of the ethics of the world, he fell in love with his younger brother, but he could only hide his infatuation. He never expected that his apprentice fell in love with his uncle regardless of the ethics of the world.

How can he like the same person as his apprentice?

He must not admit this matter, anyway, he has already made a decision in mind, until the water sword sent the head, he will never show his heart to his younger brother.

Jiang Su looked at a loss, held up the unknown sword by Mu Yichuan's hand, looked at it carefully, and murmured for a long time, saying, "it turns out that Qidu wants the nameless sword so much?"

Zhang Wanxue: "…."

Jiang Su frowned and thought painstakingly: "but haven't I already picked up his sword?" Why does he want a new sword? "

Zhang Wanxue: "…."

Jiang Su tried to make other assumptions: "is he crying again?"

No one responded.

Mu Yichuan thought that he had broken his clothes, and for a moment he felt guilty and did not speak, while Zhang Mengxue was silent for a long time, silently stepped forward, put the food box on the table and looked faintly at Jiang Su.

Jiang Su was frightened by him, but he insisted on expressing his views a few days ago, saying, "Brother, the apprentice is too used to being too spoiled. Look at Qi du. He suffers from some internal injuries. He often weeps these days."

Zhang Mengxue murmured: "I hate that you are a stone."

Jiang Su: "Ah?"

Zhang Wenxue has turned and left.

Jiang Su was at a loss for a long time, really could not think of the meaning of Zhang Wanxue, then looked back, looked at Muyichuan and asked, "this …". What does my brother mean? "

"he said you were like a stone." Mu Yichuan thought for a moment and got the answer, "Jiang Shaoxia, your nephew is injured, you have nothing to do with it, you just want him to practice swordsmanship."

Jiang Su frowned: "if you are poor in kung fu, you will practice. Is there any problem?"

"that's why your brother said that you are too strict, like a ruthless stone." Mu Yichuan earnestly affirmed, "this is not good, how about this, I will accompany you to comfort your nephew!"

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