Young White Horse: The Drunken Swordsman shocked Little Dongjun at the beginning

After Xiao Ruofeng and the old marquis left,

Wen Hujiu was also about to say goodbye, but Gu Chen narrowed his eyes and suddenly spoke.

"Wen Hujiu of the Wen family, don't you plan to ask about the art of medicine man again?"

"Sir, will you?" Wen Hujiu turned around and smiled, with his hands inserted in his wide sleeves, his expression playful.

Gu Chen smiled and shook his head, but spoke.

"Gu Mo's swordsmanship and my art of medicine man will only have one successor. The swordsmanship has reappeared in the world, but the art of medicine man will never appear again."

Gu Chen glanced at Baili Dongjun, and then glanced at Sikong Changfeng next to him.

Wen Hujiu was slightly stunned, frowning and thinking about the meaning.

"So, those guys in Yaowang Valley got a great bargain."

Wen Hujiu quickly figured it out. With the other party's slightly pedantic thinking, he must think that it is much better to hand it over to the doctors in Yaowang Valley than to him, the heir of the poison family.

"This Xin Baicao, I set up a poison array for him half a year ago, but he refused to reveal anything."

Wen Hujiu smiled and shook his head, his eyes fell on Sikong Changfeng.

It seems that this kid just said that he was the last disciple of Xin Baicao.

Young people nowadays are getting more and more boastful. Is it useful to have such a long slogan?

To travel the world, you need real skills.

Sikong Changfeng noticed Wen Hujiu's gaze, his face trembled, and he smiled quickly.

"Senior Wen, don't look at me, Master Xin Baicao only taught me for sixteen days and didn't tell me anything..."

"You know... I'm the worst at telling lies."

Wen Hujiu laughed dumbly, "Then why you just boasted so seriously."

"Hehe~ When you are in the world, you have to give yourself the background of your master."

Sikong Changfeng straightened his back and said proudly.

Lei Mengsha sighed beside him when he saw this: "If this kid keeps being so mean, he will probably surpass me. As expected, I am just a chatterbox, not mean at all."

Wen Hujiu laughed a few times, turned around and walked away, waving at Baili Dongjun.

"Dongjun, tell your mother that I am going to beat Xin Baicao to vent my anger. When we meet again in spring next year, you must bring out your newly brewed wine."

"Okay~uncle!"

Baili Dongjun said with a bright smile.

Just as Wen Hujiu's back was about to disappear.

Sikong Changfeng suddenly shouted.

"Senior Wen, be gentle, Master's body is not as strong as yours."

Then, Wang Yihang also said goodbye.

"Today, I didn't see the stunning Xichu sword song, but I saw another amazing swordsmanship. It was really worth the trip."

Wang Yihang was quite touched. Master once told him that there are people beyond people and swords beyond swords.

He didn't believe it before, but he saw it today.

"I wanted to help you, but I only talked a little. I'm ashamed. I'll take my leave now."

Wang Yixing put on the peach wood sword again, held the Taoist ceremony, and was about to leave.

Gu Chen pondered and asked with a smile.

"You don't need to be ashamed. After all, your master's friend is not me."

"I heard that you have a little immortal in Wangcheng Mountain recently? It must be the little junior brother you mentioned before!"

Wang Yixing paused, "Although the master lives in a room, he knows everything in the world. It seems that the great way is not far away."

Gu Chen shook his head, "How dare I talk about the great way? It's just that he is a natural talent, and it is expected that there will be a disaster that will never happen. Wangcheng Mountain needs to pay more attention."

Wang Yixing left thoughtfully, and his figure disappeared after three or two steps.

Gu Chen looked at Song Yanhui again and spoke.

"You want to see [The Great Way to the Sky]!"

Song Yanhui was stunned. He was about to give up, but he didn't expect the other party to take the initiative to bring it up.

With a look of joy on his face, Song Yanhui bowed quickly.

"Thank you, senior!"

Gu Chen waved his hand and said with a smile.

"Don't thank me yet. I have to pay the price for the real [Dao Chaotian], but now I have figured it out and don't want to pay the price so quickly."

Song Yanhui heard the joy on his face and his eyes became lonely.

"In recent years, Wushuang City has rarely produced a swordsman like you who is so pure in swordplay. I am willing to pass on a state of mind to you. You can figure it out yourself!"

Gu Chen suddenly said, just when Song Yanhui was stunned.

Gu Chen shouted in a low voice, and Song Yanhui couldn't help but look up and look into Gu Chen's eyes.

"Remember, the road is under your feet, not in the hands of others."

A light shout like a revelation, full of rhythm, was heard by Song Yanhui.

However, at this time, there was only a sword light in Song Yanhui's eyes.

It seemed to span the heavens and earth, filling the entire world, so that in Song Yanhui's world, only the sword light remained.

Song Yanhui stayed where he was.

The others had already come to sit down at the stone table, and Gu Chen waved his hand.Yang, a glass of wine appeared in front of each person.

Jun Lintian's face was still a little pale, but he looked much better.

He picked up a glass of wine and chuckled.

"Sir, you are really biased. The Wushuang City is cheap for nothing."

"Even if I give it to you, do you want it?"

Gu Chen laughed and drank the wine in the glass.

Jun Lintian shook his head.

Gu Chen shook his head and smiled: "That's it!"

"Everyone has his own [Dao Chaotian], you already have it, why ask me again."

Dao Chaotian, each goes his own way.

Baili Dongjun just started practicing martial arts and was still a little confused.

But Lei Mengsha and Sikong Changfeng were thinking.

"Magic~"

Baili Dongjun muttered, happily drinking one glass after another.

Jun Lintian's face moved, and he asked with a strange smile.

"How did you feel when you first saw the fairy in your dream?"

Bai Li Dong Jun blushed, but still said firmly.

"Falling in love at first sight, deeply in love, love for a lifetime!"

Bai Li Dong Jun said three "ones" in a row, which shows that the "love" the young man said must be true.

"That's right, when you see your own [Tao], this is the feeling. You can't wait to hold it in your arms, hold it in your palm, day and night."

Jun Lin Tian chuckled.

Bai Li Dong Jun's face was already flushed, and he lowered his head and muttered: "How shameless!"

"Hahahaha..."

Jun Lin Tian and the old man looked at each other and laughed.

When Song Yan Hui woke up, his realm had quietly broken through to the realm of freedom.

Looking at the few people who were talking and laughing not far away, Song Yan Hui did not disturb them, silently bowed, and left alone.

With firm steps and upright figure.

Three days later.

The sun was shining brightly and the breeze was not dry.

Three young men sat on their horses, and an old man stood beside them.

The breeze blew up the young men's hair, revealing their energetic faces.

"You said, they wouldn't think I ran away, would they?"

Baili Dongjun said softly, trying not to look back.

At his feet, there were jars of fine wine that had been prepared long ago.

Sikong Changfeng was very satisfied with the twisted theory proposed by Jun Lintian. He sat upright on the horse with a faint smile on his face, looking ahead, waiting for the sound of horses' hooves that would come from behind at any time.

"Don't worry, the school will definitely not give up on a talent like you."

"At worst, the old marquis will catch up with the prince and tie you back."

Listening to Sikong Changfeng's ridicule, Baili Dongjun rolled his eyes and said unhappily.

"Thank you~"

As for Jun Lintian on the right, he was lazily lying on the horse's back, not worried at all.

He said lazily.

"Be patient, be careful with your posture, and be graceful."