reluctantly

When he met Xiao Yuan, Hu Mingzhi had already used a sword named Yinshui that he got very smoothly.

At first, he couldn't hold the sword in his hand, and his eyes and heart were all thinking about the moment when that person cut off his sword, so happy!It hurts!Angry!Sorry!

But his master told him not to leave his body with the sword, and never leave his body with the sword. Leaving it would be a punishment.

A month later, as usual, he was standing on the training ground watching other brothers practice swordsmanship, when suddenly his master called him.

"Mingzhi! Draw your sword!"

He pulled it out, the blade glistening in the sun, so fascinated.

He dodged the master's first sword, blocked the second sword, and counterattacked, and finally lost half of the move.

The master patted him on the shoulder and said: "Mingzhi, you are a good material, a swordsman, the sword in his hand will always change according to his strength, maybe it will become stronger and weaker, maybe it will become simpler and simpler. can become a sword in your hand—now, you have not yet reached that level, so have you thought about which path to choose?"

He nodded, because his first sword was broken, and from then on, everything was his sword.

Such a person does not need a swordsmith. The swordsmith forges tangible swords, but he chooses invisible swords.

In the teahouse, the two met on a narrow road.

"I didn't expect that a young hero who was not yet weaned would become today's 'Poyun'——sigh, sigh!"

Xiao Yuan picked up a cup of hot tea, took a sip, and before he drank it, Hu Mingzhi stretched out a chopstick, one at a time, and shot at it.

Without saying a word, he turned his head and raised his hand, but saw Hu Mingzhi shoot out another chopstick quickly, crossing it twice, once falling, together, the tea bowl exploded.

Water splashes everywhere.

"Congratulations, congratulations, Brother Xiao."

Hu Mingzhi withdrew his hand, clenched his fist and said with a smile.

Xiao Yuan was not annoyed, he just put down the broken tea bowl, wiped it with his own torn clothes, and continued to drink tea like a normal person.

"Unfortunately, Xiao never cared about this outfit, maybe you should pay attention."

As Xiao Yuan said, he stretched out his legs and kicked, but the other party caught his eye. His legs were entangled, and the two started a guerrilla war under the table. Stop each other and drink tea.

Drinking tea here is calm and calm, not disrespectful.

Xiao Yuan drank three big bowls, until his beard was soaked in the water, revealing his plump lips.

After Hu Mingzhi drank four cups, he took the empty teacup in his hand like playing dice, Xiao Yuan was not interested in watching it.

"Brother Xiao, you might as well just say something straight. Ming people don't speak dark words. Even if Hu has eight exquisite hearts, he can't see what you mean? It's not a good thing anyway."

"Yes, Mr. Xiao is not good at saying good things, but he often says bad things. There are so many bad things that people feel sorry for others. If it touches someone's heart, maybe they will cry out, then that's okay. What a delight!"

Xiao Yuan laughed until he sat on the table, his gloomy eyes brightened a little.

His body is very thick, and the two big arms are empty, quite developed and full.

Such a strange person.

Hu Mingzhi replied: "Hu is good at saying good things. I often tell my grandmother some good things to make her happy. I also often tell my parents some good things in the world to let them know that the world is still alive." It's been calm."

"Hahaha, if there are too many good things, they will become bad things!"

"But there are too many bad things, and it will not become a good thing."

"No, isn't it a bad thing for you to meet someone like Xiao? Isn't it a bad thing to meet this time?"

What he said was a bit unreasonable, so Hu Mingzhi just smiled and didn't refute anything.

Could it be that, to be honest, he really hoped to meet such a wonderful guy in this huge rivers and lakes?

It really is—

"Yeah, this is indeed a 'good thing' for someone from me."

Good things still need more work, bad things just wait tonight.

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