Unlimited martial arts tour

"You can go to Murong Qiushui, he will offer the knife to him, he can save you."

Yinmeng struggled for a moment, and finally said these words.

Gu Xian nodded.not talking.Saber, with a knife.leave.

Looking at Gu Xian's disappearing figure in the desert in the dream, there is revenge and hatred in his eyes, but there is something entangled in it that cannot be explained clearly.

What kind of person is Gu Xian in her heart?

A brother who wakes up early every day to chop wood and is as calm as a mountain?Or a wandering prodigal son who came to her house to spend the night?Or a young man who is still not moved when he sees the seductive carcass, just afraid of waking her up?

Was it also the swordsman who killed Huacuo and brought her endless hatred and pain? !

——How can a person's identity be so complicated?

——How can a person's emotions be so contradictory?

The wind chime was blown again.

Ding... Ding...

The wind can blow wind chimes, can it blow people's hearts?

Has someone's heart been blown?

who is it?

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February nineteenth, rain.

A driveway that can accommodate two cars driving side by side, and a long and upward stone step.

There are one hundred and eight stone steps, and at the end is a copper gate with a width of one foot and eight feet.

Standing beside the gate are eighteen big men, wearing armor, holding halberds and waist knives.Even in the pouring rain, they still held their heads high.

Strictly guard the gate, this is their mission!

But there is no need for guards here.

Because within a radius of a hundred feet, no one will pass by.

Everyone knows that this is Murong Qiushui's residence, so very few people would trespass.

But today someone broke in.

Gu Xian.

He was drenched from the heavy rain, his clothes clinging to his skin.

Looks like a down and out guy.

"Stop! This is not the place for you!"

Gu Xian suddenly raised his head, and two beams of light that were as sharp as blades swept across the guards.

The guard couldn't help but shuddered, but still said loudly: "This is not the way you can go, go back, or you will die!"

Gu Xian said: "The road is originally for people to walk, am I not a human?"

The guard said: "It's for the guests. Although you are barely a person, you are not a guest!"

Gu Xian looked at him coldly and said, "I am the guest!"

The guard said: "It's up to you? What do you use to prove it?!"

Gu Xian raised the rusty knife and said, "Use this knife!"

The guard smiled angrily: "Okay!"

The six guards swung the halberds in their hands and chopped them all together.

The other twelve guards were just watching the show, and they felt that they didn't need to make any more moves.

But what happened next made them never forget.

For an instant.

Just a moment!

Then the arms of the six guards were all broken.

The rain mixed with blood splashed, and the arm was thrown high.

It was raining heavily.

All the guards froze in place. They looked at Gu Xian who was like a demon god in the rain, not knowing what to do.

Fortunately, a person came outside the door at this time.

A guest they recognize.

The guest said: "Don't you guys hurry up and get out of the way? Isn't the knife in his hand not qualified enough to enter?"

"Yes."

The guard opened the copper door.

"Please."

The guest waved to Gu Xian with respect.

"Thank you."

Gu Xian walked into the gate, still holding the knife in his hand.

Chapter 194 Selling Knives

Hou Men.

Murong Qiushui, male, single.The hereditary first-class Wei Linghou, skilled in swordsmanship, has a lot of power.

This person likes to enjoy himself and is good at calculating. Among the younger generation in Jianghu, few people are his opponents.

It was his mansion that Gu Xian walked into.

"Are you Murong Qiushui's guest?"