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Chapter 450 The Fourth Sword Trail

Chapter 456 Chapter 450

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A well-dressed man is playing dominoes.

He was dressed gorgeously, almost to the point of extravagance.

The origin of the swordsman is a mystery, not only for other people, but also for the swordsman himself.

But everyone has a story, so it's important to find your story.

At least for a swordsman without a goal, it is indeed imperative to find his own origin.

Because everyone is here for a reason, whether good or bad.

"The word sword is a very arrogant word." The man said.

"But the person who uses this word is not an arrogant person." A glass-colored gauze lantern with a windbreak and screen came out with one person holding the lantern.

When Shang Xiufang appeared in front of everyone like a fairy who came to the mortal world from the deep valley in the dream, then the pair of Jianshui eyes, which could be mesmerizing, looked at the swordsman who had just walked into the room after washing.

The chiseled face is quite handsome, pale as snow, but the most attractive thing is his eyes, he has a pair of eagle eyes but with cat's eyeballs, those eyes seem to be emerald green, as if hiding his eyes The hand of a demon can grab anyone's soul.

Firm, cold, stubborn, sharp, with an indescribable arrogance, very attractive charm.

Dugufeng once thought about what would happen when he met Dugujian?

angry, friendly, mocking, disdainful......

But at this moment, he can only be satisfied, because this should be a member of the Dugu family, who should be named Dugu more than any member of the Dugu family.

"Dugu Jian, do you know who I am?" the man asked.

"I don't know." The swordsman only met Shang Xiufang once.

Shang Xiufang is very aware of her own charm, those pair of Jianshui eyes that can captivate people's souls, their affectionate and shy smiles on the corners of their lips, no man can resist it.

But the swordsman remained unmoved, looking at her without any evil thoughts.

It made her angry, but it made her happy.

But this swordsman is not those cold-blooded and ruthless killers, he is even more enthusiastic and righteous than anyone else.

Breaching eight cottages in a row, without knowing that it was only because of nine copper coins; picking Wei Tuo Temple with a sword, even though those women snatched everything from him...

Shang Xiufang knew it, and Dugufeng knew it too.

People always appreciate those who are persistent, especially when the other party and their own roots.

"My name is Dugu Feng, and I am the head of the Dugu family; your name is Dugu Jian, but you are not from the Dugu family." Dugu Feng said.

"And this ... is a very bad thing."

After Dugufeng's words went out, he regretted a little. He didn't say that in the first place, but why did he change as soon as he said it?

Some wanted to take back what they said, but they didn't know what to do, so they could only wait for Dugu Jian's reaction.

"There are only two things in a person's life, the first life and the first name." The swordsman said. "If you can't, then the sky won't allow it; if the sky won't allow it, then you won't allow it."

"An arrogant person takes an arrogant name for himself, Dugu Jian, why did you take the name of Dugu Jian?" Dugu Feng suddenly felt proud, and couldn't help asking loudly.

"Those who seek the past, use a sword to find their own past, and get rid of the name of arrogance." The swordsman replied.

"What if you can't find it?" Dugu Feng followed closely.

"A person who is looking for the future has a sword, which paves the future that cannot be tolerated that day." The swordsman stands with his sword horizontally, and his arrogance makes people admire.

What the swordsman possesses, the soul that is willing to endure hardship and suffering, is a sword that would rather bend than bend.

Looking at the two people who were talking, Dugufeng's beautiful eyes blinked.

I feel that the way Dugufeng and the swordsman are talking now is strange, but inexplicably has an extraordinary spirit.

The young man didn't know the origin of his name at first, but he didn't expect that when he washed his body one day, he found two beautiful small characters in the inner lining, that is - Dugu.

And because he walks in this world with a sword in his hand, he calls himself Dugu Sword.

Dugu Jian, a young man with a familiar name.

In the youth's broken memory, it seems that there was once a swordsman with this name, a swordsman who was passionate about swords.

But the young man may not have the surname Dugu, because the word Dugu is obviously from the hands of a woman, either the young man's lover or his mother.

This is his name for himself, and the world will remember it.

And now the name has spread.

Touching the piece of clothes in his hand, Dugufeng could see the words embroidered on it.

It is indeed the name of the Dugu family, and part of the blood of the Dugu family should indeed flow in the blood of the swordsman.

"Why are you sure that his mother is from the Dugu family, not a lover?" Dugufeng asked curiously.

When she talked to Dugufeng herself, she seemed extremely normal.

"It's very simple. Look at the handwriting on the inner lining. It is the batch of words taught by the boat master. The word "Dugu" from my Dugu family is completely different from the "Dugu" written by ordinary people." Dugufeng said.

"And the last version of Zhou Shi taught my generation, and then passed away."

"So the person who embroidered this word should at least be my generation."

As for the married woman from the Dugu family, it is absolutely impossible to teach her daughter such handwriting.

Even if it is to be taught, the iconic imprint will be removed.

But if there is an iconic imprint, it means that the passion for incense is still there.

Since the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, one of the characteristics has been the gentry family developed from generations of noble families, also known as the high family or the family clan, which is distinct from the common people's common people.

The so-called "the upper class has no poor families, and the lower class has no gentry", no matter economically or politically, the gentry enjoy great privileges, and they have developed their own methods to identify and mark their own clansmen.

The northern aristocratic families like the Dugu family are still relatively good, but if they cross the Yangtze River, it will be too much.

But is it that simple?

No wonder, the Dugu family is an aristocratic family, even if some collaterals are removed, the number is extremely large, and then they have to look for marriage relationships every year.

These aristocratic families, even entire villages and towns are all from the Dugu family, and their peers are not of the same age.

There are also some white-headed old men who call young children grandpa. Each generation has different rules on what words to use and what clothes to wear.

And not all the girls of Dugu's family are married off, some are digested internally, and some turn against each other.

Incomparably intricate, and Li Lin has only one lining.

"But having clues is better than having no clues, and he came from the Liaodong battlefield. Anyway, his mother is also from the Dugu family, so let him use the name of the Dugu family for the time being." Dugufeng's eyes were dark.

Big deal, let's digest it internally.

Chapter 450 The fifth most terrifying weapon in the world

Chapter 457 Chapter 450 Five The Most Scary Weapon in the World

Nothing is free in this world.

The swordsman is very aware of this, and also understands what kind of state of mind is contained in those tender eyes

"Why are you so nice to me?" The swordsman looked at the white robe and sighed.

The hardest thing to bear is the beauty, and he is still a poor boy.

"Do you need a reason to be nice to people?" Shang Xiufang asked rhetorically.

"Yes, anyone needs a reason to be nice to others, friends, relatives, morals..." The swordsman stared at Shang Xiufang closely.

And he and Shang Xiufang are not friends, let alone relatives, let alone morals in the world.

"Then why is the Dugu family treating you well again? I have already seen you riding a tall horse and holding a jeweled sword in your hand across the rivers and lakes." Shang Xiufang smiled sweetly.

"Because my surname is Dugu, I can bear the name Dugu Jian even more."

Shang Xiufang suddenly became alert.

The swordsman's face still looks so lonely, so stubborn.

There is always an unyielding wildness in his eyes, as if he is ready to fight and rebel at any time, making people afraid to get close to him.

Like a lone wolf, but a lone wolf is still a wolf, not a dog.

"I understand, you will reject me, and you will also reject the Dugu family, because your name is Dugu Jian, and you can bear this arrogant name." Shang Xiufang sighed.

People in the world are always fascinated by hue, but there are always people who can break through hue.

This kind of person is either an old monk who sits in dead meditation, or a consistent master of martial arts.

But now, she was seen through by the man in front of her.

"Your charm skills are very good, you can't even be called charm. I remember your kindness to me, but I can't bear it." After all, the swordsman did not accept the robe woven with snow silk.

Who can be famous all over the world and keep his virginity alone?What can make a master-level swordsman lead a horse and drive a chariot?What kind of education can teach such a moving woman?

The swordsman doesn't know much about the world, but he is not a fool.

Or it is precisely because they don't know much that they can see the appearance, and those people would rather deceive themselves.

"In my memory, there is a woman who said vaguely that the more beautiful a woman is, the more deceitful she is."

"A beautiful woman like you, I'm afraid everyone in the world will be deceived by you."

"So you think I'm lying to you." Shang Xiufang seemed a little sad.

"No, you have never lied to me, and you have treated me sincerely." The swordsman replied firmly.

"But a sincere heart is more terrifying than the sharpest sword."

Falsehood is false, just ignore it, but facing a sincere heart, the swordsman will bet his life.

Hearing the swordsman's words, Shang Xiufang suddenly laughed.

She walked towards the swordsman, and every time she took a step, the swordsman took a step back.

Shang Xiufang enters, the swordsman retreats, Shang Xiufang enters, the swordsman retreats...

Finally, the swordsman was cornered.

At this moment, Shang Xiufang was more afraid of the swordsman than the tiger on the mountain, and Shang Xiufang had never seen a man who was so afraid of her. Her graceful figure was getting closer and closer to the swordsman, and the ambiguous atmosphere became more and more intense.

At this moment, the swordsman could clearly see that her jade face was not even a little bit of makeup, but her eyebrows and eyes were as bright as daylight, which was a thousand times more beautiful than any heavy makeup.

I don't even know if she has just come out of the bath, the hair that is so casually tied on her head without any hairpin, still has a faint glint of water, pure and beautiful, so fascinating.

"Cough cough cough..." There was a light cough sound.

Dugufeng, dressed in red, stood at the door, looking at the swordsman forced into a corner by Shang Xiufang.

Feeling that her good work was disturbed, Shang Xiufang's body gradually moved away from the swordsman.

For those who are often molested, molesting others is also very interesting.

"Playing the pipa, the Jintai is full of spring, the soul of the plum blossoms reflects the moon and laughs, and there are very few carnivals..."

Shang Xiufang's vocals exuded a kind of laissez-faire, lazy and dark and desolate, with an unrivaled sweetness, vocal skills without the slightest flaw that can be picked on, combined with a moving expression, who could not Moved by it.

But the swordsman ran out as if fleeing, as if the woman in front of him was not the most talented woman in the world, but a terrifying wolf, insect, tiger and leopard.

Dugu Feng hurriedly chased after him, the swordsman walked very fast, his light kung fu had a strange sense of toughness, he easily crossed the high wall, and he ran for three miles before stopping.

And Dugufeng also chased for three miles before stopping.

"I thought you were a person who was not afraid of the sky and the earth." Dugufeng said.

"No, I'm actually a very timid person, and I'm most afraid of death." The swordsman said.

"Dugu Jian, this is a good name, and you are a person worthy of this name, logically, I should call you brother." Dugufeng said.

"Admit it or not, Dugu Sword is Dugu Sword." The swordsman said straightforwardly.

"Okay, but you are very poor." Dugufeng sighed. "At least a person surnamed Dugu shouldn't be so poor."

In any case, he shed the blood of the Dugu family and should be noble.

"What do you want me to do?" the swordsman asked directly.