[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Ding Nvxia, the wife of the Zuo envoy

In the silent night, the rustling sound of branches and leaves colliding accidentally came from the canopy of the nearest tree. The sound was extremely slight, but it could not escape the ears of the two people below.

Ximen Wujue smiled softly, this smile was different from any time before, it already carried a faint awe-inspiring meaning, the whole person was like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed, unstoppable.

With lowered eyes, he lightly stroked the black sheath sword placed by his side, and casually said to Ding Minjun: "It must be that an uninvited friend came to visit."

Ding Minjun snorted softly, his hand was already on the hilt of his sword, and he raised his eyelids coldly.

Ximen Wujue raised his hand, made a gesture of pressing down on her across the fire, signaling her to be calm, and said in his mouth: "Miss Minjun, the other party is coming down here, can you let me deal with it?" ?”

Ding Minjun narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard this, and looked at him unabashedly, as if he was trying to estimate his weight.After a while, she withdrew her hand and put the sword back on the ground.

Ximen Wujue smiled at her again, then raised his head and said loudly: "Since we've already arrived, why doesn't this friend on the tree show up?"

The sound of the wind in the woods seemed to stagnate for a moment, and in the next moment, a fallen leaf that was blown into the air suddenly split from the middle, a silver edge flashed, and a long sword with a strong murderous aura was approaching——

A dazzling ice wheel suddenly rose in the forest, and there was a loud bang, and not far away, a tree as thick as two people hugged fell down out of thin air.

As soon as the attacker showed up, before he could get close, a large cloud of blood sprayed from his chest. He staggered back and took two steps back, staring at the black-clothed swordsman who had only slashed. It wasn't until he fell to the ground that the sword in his hand fell to the ground and broke in two.

Ding Minjun choked for breath, and the hand hanging by his side suddenly tightened.She involuntarily opened her eyes wide, looking at Ximen Wujue who calmly flung the blood off the blade and was about to put the sword back into its sheath, she was stunned and silent.

She couldn't see clearly the moment he drew his sword!

When she really saw it, the assailant had already fallen down with nothing to rest on his face.

Only one sword was used!

What a swift sword this is!What a superb swordsmanship!

"You..." She looked at him in surprise, as if she really recognized him for the first time.

Never expected that such an unreliable person would turn out to be such a hidden master.His swordsmanship is so high, I am afraid that there are not many swordsmen in the world who can be his general.

However, it was such an incomparable master of swordsmanship, when Ding Minjun was still in shock, he squatted down and began to use his extremely precious saber made of thousand-year-old black iron to——

Digging.

"..."

She suddenly came back to her senses, took a deep breath, and asked stiffly, "What are you doing?"

"Huh?" Ximen Wujue looked back at her in his busy schedule, as if he didn't understand why she would ask such an obvious question, and said: "Of course it's digging a hole to bury people, maybe it's Miss Minjun, would you like me?" To spend the night with such a corpse?"

That's what I said, but...

Ding Minjun pressed his forehead and asked in disbelief: "You actually use your sword to dig the soil? Don't you swordsmen cherish your swords the most?"

"I cherish it very much." Ximen Wujue said confidently, "If conditions permit, I will take good care of it every day, and basically eat and live together. If I have a son, it will be nothing more than that."

Ding Minjun didn't quite understand his confidence, so he couldn't help blurting out: "Then you still use it to dig holes?"

After hearing this, Ximen Wujue asked in bewilderment: "Why can't the sword be used to dig soil? It is indestructible and indestructible. It's just a matter of digging the soil, and then it can be washed clean without any damage."

Ding Minjun was almost convinced by his logic, because after thinking about it, it seemed that this was indeed the case, but her common sense told her that no other swordsman was like this, and the one in front of her was the one who really stood out. .

She sighed, no longer entangled with him this nerve-wracking problem, and said helplessly: "Forget it, your own sword, as long as you are happy."

"oh oh……"

Ximen Wujue nodded in confusion, and didn't pay much attention to it. He turned his head and stood up, dragged the person he killed with his sword and threw it into the dug hole, filled it with soil and pressed it with his feet, and then shot Clapping went back to the fire.

……

Another day.

The sword lights meet, like a startled rainbow and lightning, appearing in an instant, and disappearing in an instant.

The attacker had already fallen straight down holding the sword, without a heartbeat or breathing, only a line of blood remained in his throat.

He is dead.

Ximen Wujue shook off the blood on the tip of the sword, put it back into the scabbard, turned his head and said briskly: "Okay, let's continue on our way."

Ding Minjun clacked his saber, closed his eyes and took several deep breaths, but he still couldn't suppress the nameless fire in his heart.She opened her eyes and stared at him fiercely, and asked, "It's only been five or six days, how many waves have you already done? What have you done that is so outrageous? How did you attract these people from all walks of life to come and kill him one after another? you?"

Hearing the words, Ximen Wujue rubbed his fingertips on the side of his face, looked around and said to him with some embarrassment: "This..."

"Which one? Say it!" Ding Minjun couldn't bear his dawdling look, and immediately shouted with brows upside down.

Seeing her murderous gaze, Ximen Wujue couldn't help but feel a shudder on the back of his neck, and immediately explained the cause and effect honestly: "Next time I went out this time, I planned to challenge the famous swordsman in the world, but I was tired by illness and couldn't stand the long-term trial. Running around, so I thought of a way to lure them to come and challenge themselves." At this point, his eyes wandered slightly, and then he continued: "Just... I have issued a reward through the Renyi Villa. If anyone can beat the next , you can go to the bank under the name of Wanmei Villa to withdraw gold ten thousand taels. But now, it seems that the people who came to the door seem to be no experts..."

"Huang——" Ding Minjun was startled by his big hand and paused for a moment, then became extremely speechless, unable to even get angry, and couldn't help but said: "Are you stupid? You really have attainments in swordsmanship How can the masters of the world be so easily driven by profit? Of course, those who can be lured by a lot of money can only be greedy people. Besides, this is the first time I have heard that someone will offer a reward of [-] taels of gold to myself Yes, you—" She paused, really didn't know what to say, so she could only sigh helplessly: "Oh..."

She always felt that since she met this person, she sighed more often.

After Ximen Wujue listened humbly, he lowered his head in self-reflection.

"Forget it." In the end, she turned over this article. What can she do? When she meets a young master who seldom goes out once a year and has no understanding of the world, she can only be more tolerant.

So why in the first place did she agree to the proposal of traveling together?Confused?

……

One day, the two of them were passing by a wood, when they suddenly heard the sound of punching and kicking coming from inside, as well as someone cursing and babbling, which turned out to be in Mongolian.They couldn't help but stopped and paused, looked at each other, tacitly restrained their footsteps and approached quietly.

Through the messy branches, I saw five or six Mongolian military officers unloading their swords, and only using their fists, legs and feet to beat the big Han man in the middle who was tied up with five flowers. Yelling and scolding: "Tart dog officer, if you have the ability to untie your grandpa, watch grandpa beat you all one by one, until you cry for your father and mother!"

However, two fists are no match for four hands, not to mention that his arms were tied behind his back. Even if he tried his best to dodge, he would still receive seven or eight blows out of ten. After a while, he was beaten to the point of bleeding and paralyzed. fell to the ground.Even so, his face was still full of disdain for the Mongolian Tartars.

After fighting for a while, it seemed that they were afraid that they would not get rewards for beating people to death, and the Mongolian military officers stopped panting heavily. He stopped his hand, turned his head and spat at the big man on the ground, and said contemptuously: "It's just a demon cult rebel captured by the court, as long as it's not dead, it doesn't matter if it's disabled or paralyzed, why don't you just stop? "

The big man lying on the ground also spat bloody saliva at him, not to be outdone, and smiled coldly.

How could the Mongolian military officer be able to accept this provocation, and immediately yelled and cursed, and with a ferocious face, he flew up and kicked the big man's belly, kicking him upside down, and hitting a thick tree hard. On the trunk of the tree, wow, he vomited a big mouthful of blood.

The leaves rustled down, and Ding Minjun hid behind the tree, his eyes widened after hearing the words "rebel from the Devil's Cult", and he quietly pulled out the long sword in his hand, before the big man hit the tree trunk The moment he tapped his toes, the whole person flew away, and in an instant he was in front of the Mongolian military officer who had just made a move. The sword light pierced his throat in a flash, and when he pulled it out, it brought a series of blood fog. He took a few steps back and avoided the big knife that another Mongolian military officer slashed at him.

"Who--" Before he could yell out, another long sword flew out from a slanting stab and wiped his neck, blood gushing out of his neck suddenly burst out a few feet away, and he fell to the ground with his eyes closed. Followed in the footsteps of his colleagues.

The moment Ximen Wujue withdrew his long sword, he stabbed back with his backhand like lightning. The Mongolian military officer who was silently laying his dagger horizontally and planning to sneak attack looked down at the blade of the sword that had sunk into his chest in disbelief, and the weapon fell to the ground with a bang.

During the fierce fight, a cold arrow infused with poison suddenly shot out from the forest, pointing directly at Ding Minjun's back.She had already noticed the murderous intent hidden in the dark, and was waiting for the opponent to make a move to determine the position. This time it hit her chest, and she curled up her lips coldly, turned around and split the arrow in two At the same time, his left hand pulled out the golden bell rope tied around his waist, and Hong Lian flew out quickly, like a poisonous snake with venomous fangs, entangled the archer in the dark with a sound of ding Afterwards, she poured her inner strength into her left arm, pulled it down hard, and pulled the man out completely. Watching the timing, she flew up into the air and kicked several times on his chest, waist and abdomen, kicking him straight The internal organs were broken and died.

When she fell back to the ground, there were no living Mongolian military officers left around.The two of them had two swords, but in just a short while, they killed all the Tartars that were several times their size.

Ding Minjun walked up to the big man who seemed to have passed out, cut off the hemp rope that bound him, knelt down on his knees, patted his shoulder and called out, "Strong man? This strong man?"

Ximen Wujue also came over and squatted aside to watch.

Fortunately, not long after, the big man coughed and spat out a mouthful of blood, then slowly opened his tiger eyes, and looked at the woman who was last seen before he passed out half-kneeling in front of him, and quickly covered his hands Turned over on his chest and got up, clasped his fists gratefully and said: "Thank you for this heroine," then turned to Ximen Wujue, and continued: "There is also this hero, Chang Yuchun will never forget your life-saving grace!"

The end is generous and forthright, even his bruised nose and swollen face can't conceal the heroic figure around him.

Ding Minjun waved his hand and declined: "When the road is injustice, he draws his sword to help. Chang Hero doesn't need to be polite. Tartars and dog officials can kill everyone if they get it. It's just a coincidence for us."

"Two Gaoyi!"

After such a superficial conversation, Chang Yuchun offered to leave because he still had something important to do: "I don't want to thank you for your kindness. I really have something urgent to do today. I can't delay any longer. I can only answer it twice a day." Your kindness."

Ding Minjun hurriedly said: "Chang Yingxiong is serious." Then he said goodbye to him with fists: "There will be a period later, take care!"

Chang Yuchun also clasped his fists and said goodbye: "Ding Nvxia, Ximen Hero, we will meet later!"

After saying that, he rushed out of the forest with his wounds.

Ding Minjun and Ximen Wujue didn't pay much attention to this midway episode, and continued to move towards Fenyang.

The author has something to say: Regarding Ximen Wujue's identity in the original work, I didn't expect that some friends and the author's brains were connected in the comment area of ​​the previous chapter^^

In fact, in order to make this character reasonably related to the original book, I also set up a very detailed life background for him, the opportunity for identity change, etc., but after the design was completed, I realized, no, this is not a main character. , I don’t know if it will be involved in the following article, why should I bother?But there is another kind of comfort, this is not a character that just appeared out of thin air, and the context is logically connected... So I am obsessive-compulsive?

感谢在2020-04-1013:46:35~2020-04-1016:31:16期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!