Sword of Coming

The teenager looked at the girl, her footsteps light, walking in the lighted corridor, like the young elk in the night.

Zhu Lu no longer has the usual arrogance, like a girl next to her childhood, smiling and looking forward to it.

Chen Pingan seems to be somewhat unbelievable, his footsteps are slowing down, he tends to stand still, his eyes wide open, and he stares at the strange face that is strange.

Zhu Lu pulled his left hand from behind and waved to Chen Ping’s peace. He said, “Chen Pingan, the thing on the Pingshan Mountain, I hope I can tell you...”

Five steps away, the girl who was repaired by the second dynasty, the figure suddenly rushed forward, only two big steps, and came to Chen Ping’s front in an instant, almost face to face, two faces are full of appearances, The girl's face is embarrassed, angry and cheerful, and liberated. It is extremely complicated. The youngster's eyes are stunned. It is more fierce, and there is a hatchet in the line of sight.

Zhu Lu’s left hand punched the boy’s forehead, and the move was a blind eye. The girl even deliberately slowed down the punch.

The real killer is the right hand. When she fires her hand, she holds three sharp bamboo sticks and straight to the heart of the teenager.

When the bamboo stick is about to pierce the boy’s heart, the murderous girl, the phrase she has not finished before, just blurted out, "I'm sorry!"

At this moment, how can a girl have a sly look, only stern.

But the next moment, Zhu Lu was full of horror, and his heart was not good, he was going to withdraw.

Chen Ping’s right hand lifted up quickly, not only blocked the girl’s left fist, but also dared to show her enemy a weak chance. The arm moved forward and grabbed Zhulu’s neck.

At the same time, the juvenile left hand held the right hand wrist of Zhu Lu hidden murderous, and pulled out, not letting the three sugar gourd bamboo sticks stab their own heart, the hand tightening her neck suddenly force, the girl to herself Here, a slap in the face, a knee hit and slammed into the girl's abdomen, the situation was heavy, and the girl almost vomited bile bitter water, the body can not help but bend, the whole person suddenly lost the power, Chen Pingan did not take any careless, not When I stopped, I hammered my head and hit my forehead with my forehead.

The girl squats back.

Chen Pingan’s legs went down, and the abdomen was hit hard by a girl like a broken kite. He fell heavily on the bluestone floor of the corridor outside the two. After two struggles, he still couldn’t get up, his mouth was bleeding, and his face was like gold. Paper, the flower is bleak.

In one go, no mercy.

Zhu Lu touched the ground with his elbows, resisted the pain of heartbreaking lungs, tried to make the body backwards, and stayed away from the sandals and teenagers, even if it was an inch or a foot.

Chen Ping looked around and there was no difference. Only then did he go to the wolf girl who had little fighting power, and his muscles were tight and still cautious.

Zhu Lu fell into a panic, refused to wipe the blood of his mouth, and explained with a crying room: "Don't kill me, Chen Ping, I just make a joke with you, really I don't lie to you, if I want to kill you, how do I I will use these sugar gourd bamboo sticks, and then why should I kill you..."

Chen Pingan saw the blood in one stroke: "Before you separated in Guanshui Street, you pulled on you. Zhuhe said that he was going to visit the weapons shop. Do you want to pick a hand weapon like a dagger? It is easy to hide inside the cuff. I guess it should be a shop. Closed, so I had to use a bamboo stick instead."

Zhu Lu suddenly laughed, his chest was violently ups and downs, his cough was so powerful that he covered his mouth, and the scarlet blood was still oozing out from the gap in his fingers. She let go of her hand, as if she was confessing her life, looking up at the condescending teenager who looked down on her, sight. From top to bottom, I finally saw a pair of rough and low-lying sandals. The girl looked up again, as if the konjac was out of heart, not crying and laughing, staring at the teenager who was getting closer and closer, hoarse and laughing: "No. Thinking that you are not as stupid as I thought, but I am very surprised, how do you see that I am going to kill you?"

The girl raised her voice, the original clear and pleasing face, twisted and mad. "Chen Pingan, can you let me die before killing me?!"

Chen Ping’s footsteps kept saying, “Why?”

When the girl just tried to sit up, she was slammed on the forehead by Chen Pingan. The back of the head slammed into the bluestone board. The girl vomited a large amount of blood. This time she completely gave up the attempt to get up, even though she was deep inside. The biggest shame is to let a young boy in a grassy shoe stand and talk to himself, but she can only lie down, even sitting up and becoming a luxury.

Zhu Lu wiped the blood with his back and smiled: "Remember the book that my second son sent to the lady? My family son is very good at calligraphy and painting, especially good at writing books, just like the son's temperament, but not sloppy, but Before leaving home to go to Beijing, my son suddenly said that he would learn to write a book because he said that he must learn to follow the rules of the outside world. He must begin to restrain his own mind."

Chen Pingan squatted down, opened her five fingers, took out the three bamboo sticks, held it in the palm of her hand, and then sat on the bench in the corridor, staring at Zhulu with a blank expression, not letting her have any tossing moths. Opportunity. However, it is obvious that Zhu Lu killed him unscrupulously, and there was no hesitation in the muddy water. But Chen Ping’s turn, killing her and killing her heart, it’s hard, because it’s a little girl with a red cotton jacket. The man of Zhu River, and what Li Jia Erzi.

When Chen Ping saw her from the first sight of the corridor, she knew that Zhu Lu was not good, and that the teenager’s eyesight was excellent. The girl’s hidden cover was far from superb, and the trembling eyelashes were The biting of the roots of the bulging gangs, the low-concealed sight of the hot, Chen Pingan at a glance.

But Chen Ping did not think of it, she would really kill.

When the girl mentioned the "home", the whole person's attitude changed, turning to look at the eyes of the sandals boy, it was like watching a dog.

"At that time, the lady mentioned me to the book for the first time in the pillow. The son said that the fire that was ignited by the big man, which was tens of thousands of miles, was passed from the border to the capital. But the lady did not know that all of you did not know. Before this, the son never said to me that this 'the border is too peaceful and the peace is reported to the king.' The son told me what anecdotes, self-awareness, I remember clearly!"

"So I felt that something was wrong at the time. I asked the lady for the book. I didn't think so. I saw the mystery of learning. In this world, only Zhu Lu can see it!"

Chen Pingan looked down at the fanatical girl, and the boy said nothing.

Zhu Lu was immersed in his own world. At this moment, he became a proud and arrogant Lijia niece. The fledgling martial arts genius, she continued: "Then I carefully read it twice, only used it twice, I found I got the correct answer and solved the puzzle that my son deliberately left for me!"

She looked at the boy's indifferent dark face, and the girl smiled and said: "Miss is a child who is uneasy to jump off the child. Of course, she can't understand the good intentions of the son. So the son didn't pin their hopes on the lady at the beginning, but I was selected. The book has more than 2,000 words, almost all of them are written in a row, only seven words, it is a book!"

The girl almost laughed and shed tears, and said: "The name of the big scorpion country, the grandson of Chen's ancestors, the thief, the fire, the peace, the death."

The seven words are exactly the same as "killing Chen and being safe!"

Scholars kill people without a knife.

Chen Pingan frowned.

Zhu Lu squatted on the abdomen of colic, and turned her back to the sea, leaving her with cold sweat, but she still smiled and said: "Isn't the word "death" not heard?"

Zhu Lu struggled to lean against the bench opposite the boy. This time Chen Ping did not stop her.

She looked at the teenager who was called a young teacher by her own lady. "Do you know what I want to do except killing you? Are you not literate a lot? I want to put that book in your hand." Maybe you will still be self-defeating. I think how can there be such a good-looking word in the world, such a good literary talent, let you Chen Ping’s turn over and look at it ten times a hundred times, but I don’t know the real knowledge, it’s just that seven. Words, is it funny? I feel so funny, I am going to be funny!"

Chen Pingan quietly sat on the bench, surrounded by those candied haws, no one cares about it, the teenager looked at Zhu Lu, and pulled his mouth. "If it is not Zhu He, you really want to laugh today." 'Yes.'

Chen Pingan stood up and said slowly: "I know that these words are actually meant to be heard by you, and you are struggling to get up this time, in order to seduce me to shoot you. You have to let Zhu River have no choice. Either I kill you, or he kills me, right?"

Zhu Lu looked gloomy and stopped talking.

Zhuhe did not know when he stood in the corridor, his fists clenched, his hands were blue and his face was full of pain, and the man looked at the pair of young girls.

One is his beloved prostitute, and the other is a younger person who appreciates himself.

Zhu Lu stretched out his thumb and wiped out the blood of his mouth. He bowed his head slightly, but his eyes were fixed on the sandals boy.

She turned her head slowly, and the girl was calm and calm, and said to the familiar figure: "With the temper of our lady, if I know all of this, I will not die, but also take off a layer of skin. This life is hopeless. Hey, I beg you, don't be soft-hearted, and the good-looking Aliang of the wind-snow temple hasn't come back yet, hurry and start! The son said that when it breaks, it will be chaotic!"

Chen Pingan suddenly turned and bent down, picking up a candied fruit gourd and chewing it into his mouth.

Then the juvenile stood in the middle of the corridor and confronted the Zhu River.

The teenager whispered to the girl: "You will die."

Zhu Luxin sinks.

She and Chen Ping are about fifteen steps apart.

Although Chen Ping’s martial arts is not high, his body is healthy and the girl has seen it.

She is a little annoyed, and she shouldn’t be so bright and big.

The battle between life and death, what is the master style? !

Zhu Lu turned his head and spit out a **** water. "If you have the ability, you can try it."

She looked at her father and reminded: "Hey, if you don't shoot today, I will die for you! Anyway, let Chen Ping take it down!"

After she took it, she was reluctant to kill and she came.

Zhu Lu has already given a strong breath and is ready to respond to Chen Pingan’s taking her to marry her father.

She once said that she had inadvertently said that once she had a low-lying embryo that was born in the mud bottle lane, if she had a martial arts study, she had a chance to win, but she would die if she died. At first she was not convinced at first, but the scene of the incident occurred in Shidengshan Shiping. When she confronted Bai Hao, Zhu Lu was scared to have no fighting spirit and could only wait and see. In contrast, Chen Ping’s grasp of the opportunity, whether it is courage or not. All on her Zhulu.

This actually made her martial arts heart almost desperate. Once the state of mind collapsed, the road of martial arts came to an end.

So even after entering the border of Qidun Mountain before the Red Candle Town, the landlord Wei Wei gave them a parting gift. Under the tough request of Zhu He, she got the so-called fairy cheats "Ziqi Book". There are countless people who have been dreaming of the Wudao Collection, and the girls have not raised much of their heart.

A matter of heart, it has been difficult to mention since ancient times.

All this, the Zhuhe of the rough man, the pure warrior who is fascinated by the martial arts, how do you know?

However, the arrival of the letter is like a self-employed son in the face of the opportunity, just like a snow in the charcoal, let the young girl who realizes the mystery, rekindling hope, telling himself that you must learn martial arts, at least to become a martial master. Be sure to make a great contribution to the battlefield and let the "Mrs. Commandment" come true.

In particular, their father and daughter, now they have the heroic spirit of Zhenwu Mountain, and the "Ziqi Book" of the gods on the mountain, just like Zhu He personally said, now he even dares to think about the scenery of the seventh world. I thought about it. Then she Zhu Lu, why dare not think about the scenery days that I could not think before?

Only all the beautiful futures and all the Yangguan Avenues are built on a small premise.

Chen Pingan must die.

Therefore, I know that a positive fight is not a teenage girl. I need a dark attack. Like the truth of a teenager, she needs a dagger. Not coincidentally,

Unfortunately, the weapons shop closed and could not be bought.

It was just that he said that Zhu He had apologized with Chen Ping, and Chen Pingan and Miss Li Baobo also mentioned buying a candied fruit.

The dagger can kill people, the bamboo sticks of candied haws are used in the hands of the warriors in the peak of the second world.

In order to worry that a bamboo stick is easy to break, the girl excuses to bring two strings of Chen Pingan Li Bao bottle and three bamboo sticks together. She does not believe that she still does not wear the heart of the teenager.

Interlocking.

Zhu Lu’s alertness and sorrow are evident.

The Li Jia Erzi, who has never appeared before, knows the people, and the accuracy of the people is equally obvious.

Because Zhu Lu really is so powerful, she also found a way out for herself, and gave Zhu River, who is a martial art, to choose a path that she did not look back.

She died, or Chen died safely.

Zhu He looked at the poor boy who had made a beggar, and said a word that was supposed to be exported by his daughter sincerely. "I'm sorry."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, the road is chosen by myself."

The uncomfortable smile of the sandals and teenagers gives people a sense of coldness.

This absurd feeling is especially clear for girls not far away.

At the beginning of the jurisdiction of Qidunshan, after learning from Zhuhe, the juvenile realized that the three gas houses in his body had let the arrogant gas dragons dare to cross the door. Chen Pingan did not realize that until that time. In those three places, there are three small and very small swords, which are implicated in his mind. There is no threshold for use.

After the rotten head of the white cockroach, the teenager used a sword.

In order to survive, and then use a sword, Chen Pingan feels no loss.

However, the juvenile feels that the next time you use the sword, you must earn something. It’s not a loss, it’s not a problem.

This sinister trap.

The girl Zhu Lu said a lot.

Chen Ping did not open a few times, but there were few words added together.

Therefore, the teenager feels that he wants to say something, for himself, and for the god-sister who needs to live on her to live, otherwise she is not happy.

A young grass shoe stepped forward and a sandal shoe moved backwards.

The teenager's knees were bent, his body fell, his fingers were close together, and he pointed to the man in the distance of the corridor, his lips moving slightly.

I don’t know if it’s a heart, or if I’m a sorrowful blessing, the girl Zhu Lu didn’t come from all fears and shouted: “No!”

Zhu He is even a scalp numb, the small master of the five martial arts martial arts, actually the heart is in the mud, the limbs can not move.

The teenager silently said: "The sword is coming!"