The killing system in my brain

Chapter 310 I Can Swing a Sword
Seeing the man's expression, Liu Meng couldn't help but frowned, "Mr. Fei Lun, please pay attention to your eyes, words and deeds."

Fei Lun looked apologetic, "I'm sorry, Ms. Liu Meng, forgive me for having a hard time resisting beautiful things."

He pointed at the mansion with a smile, "Let's go up and have some tea first, and I'll show you the sword at the same time. Oh, by the way, who is this gentleman?"

"My name is Davis Li, Liu Meng's follower."

Cui Jian replied casually, anyway, he wouldn't lose a piece of his flesh, didn't you see that the corners of Liu Meng's mouth couldn't stop curling up after hearing Cui Jian's words, tsk tsk, that's it.

Liu Meng nodded slightly, and they followed Fei Lun all the way into the mansion. Cui Jian watched with relish, looked left and right, Fei Lun next to him saw it, and said with a smile: "Mr. Davis is the first time Come into this mansion?"

Although this was said lightly, it was completely ridiculing Cui Jian as a country bumpkin in secret. Cui Jian was so incomprehensible. He glanced at Liu Meng and saw her expressionless face, so he knew it.

Facing Fei Lun's smiling expression, Cui Jian seriously replied, "Yes, in our Huaxia, the mansion is too empty, and there will be ghosts living in it, especially the old mansions that are old, such as Like Mr. Phelan's house, if no one has been to many places, I am afraid there will be many ghosts."

As soon as these words came out, Fei Lun's face became a little ugly. Didn't it make it clear that he was haunted here?

The smile on his face froze, and he slowly restrained himself with a serious expression, "Mr. Davis, here I have to emphasize that this manor has a history of hundreds of years. Although it has been renovated several times, it looks like a modern house." almost."

Fei Lun caressed the wall beside the stairs, "But its historical deposits are still inside, and it was passed down from my grandfather's grandfather."

Cui Jian grinned, "That time was really long."

Fei Lun looked at the meaningless Cui Jian, sighed, and turned to look at Liu Meng, "Your family has been extended for at least hundreds of years, why did such a person appear?"

Liu Meng's face remained unchanged, "You know, there are temporary workers everywhere."

"..."

Cui Jian grinned, but did not speak.

I followed Fei Lun to a hall on the second floor, walked in and took a look, oh, the decoration is magnificent, and the chandelier on the top is full of crystal-like texture.

Pillars with thick roots are erected around, which are obviously load-bearing bodies.

Cui Jian, who glanced around, finally fixed his gaze on a long sword placed on the shelf in front of him.

This sword is very old, and even the body of the sword is stained with some rust. Made of metal, not ordinary wooden handles.

"Is this the sword?" Cui Jian raised his chin.

Liu Meng nodded slightly, "Yes, this sword...has a deep origin, and its sense of history is very heavy."

Fei Lun walked slowly in front of the long sword, with a rare solemn expression. He took out his white gloves from his pockets and put them on, gently took off the long sword with both hands, and walked in front of Liu Meng.

There was some reluctance in Fei Lun's eyes, he lightly held the hilt of the sword, and stroked the blade carefully.

"I like this sword very much. If you didn't agree to cooperate with us, I would really be reluctant to take it out."

Liu Meng smiled slightly, then gestured with her chin to ask Cui Jian to get it.

Cui Jian felt nothing, walked forward according to his words, and stretched out his hand.

Fei Lun slowly passed it in Cui Jian's hand. After watching Cui Jian gently hold the sword, he suddenly said, "Mr. Davis, do you understand swords?"

Cui Jian, who was secretly exerting strength, found that Fei Lun still did not let go, and replied helplessly, "I can swing a sword, and you are a bit embarrassing for me if you know how to use a sword. I haven't reached this point yet."

Fei Lun's eyes lit up, "Do you know how to use a sword?"

"of course."

"Okay!" Fei Lun said excitedly, "Then let's have a contest. If I lose, you will take this sword away."

Cui Jian frowned, and looked back at Liu Meng with a questioning look. The latter looked like I don't know, let you solve it, and Cui Jian shook his head slightly.

With Fei Lun turning his head to look at him, Cui Jian said calmly, "What if you lose?"

"Losing?" Fei Lun shook his head dumbly, "If you lose, the sword will belong to you, as I have already said."

"No, that's not enough. This sword was meant for us. If you want to fight with me, you can offer us enough favorable conditions."

Facing Cui Jian's confident eyes, Fei Lun showed a smile, "Okay, if you can beat me, as long as you don't violate the knight's creed, then the conditions are up to you!"

Cui Jian's mind suddenly heard Sparta's blood-boiling roar.

"Choose, this is Sparta's battle of honor. For your own glory, you will never back down in the face of a strong enemy. This is the creed of Sparta. Even in the face of knights who have always kept their faith since ancient times And absolutely not have any timidity, go all out, this is to give him real respect. You decide.

Option one, defeat the opponent with an upright shot and gain the respect of the opponent.

Option two, as long as it is a battle, then it is a battlefield, and the battle on the battlefield should be won by any means.

After option 1200 is completed, 1000 points can be freely allocated proficiency points, and option [-] is completed, [-] points can be freely allocated proficiency points. "

In fact, Cui Jian is more inclined to choose the second choice, but he looked at Liu Meng who was standing next to him with his arms around him. If he really did this, winning or losing is a trivial matter. If he loses Liu Meng's face, he probably won't pay attention to him in this life up.

"If you choose option [-] successfully, the mission fails, and the Xiaoyaomen will immediately find your trace and start chasing you. The mission is limited, and the half-hour countdown begins."

Cui Jian looked up to the sky and sighed, this shit is endless, isn't it, to threaten him every now and then so that Xiaoyaomen people will find his traces is simply devoid of conscience.

Seeing Fei Lun let go of his sword, Cui Jian, who was holding the rusty long sword, sharpened his eyes. He must win this battle.

"Allocate all the proficiency points to the stepping and stepping skills."

"Ding, the allocation is successful, step by step (slightly successful, 54/20000)"

Cui Jian breathed a sigh of relief silently. An extremely hot stream poured into the muscles and bones of his whole body from the depths of his body, especially his legs. The waist and abdomen are more important. These are the key parts of speed. He only felt that his body became lighter and lighter. There is even a feeling that he can complete the eaves and walls in martial arts movies without sound, although he can't achieve the scene of stepping on the snow without a trace, flying lightly for tens of meters, or even crossing the river with just a single reed , but it also brought Cui Jian greater agility.

(End of this chapter)