Tour the world of martial arts

Chapter 150
The old man glanced at Ah Fei, but said: "Do you think my decades of martial arts practice is for nothing? It's just a kid in his teens."

Obviously, Ah Fei's appearance is too deceptive.When seeing him for the first time, almost no one would put him in their eyes.

At this time, another heavy footsteps came, and a fat old woman came in.

It may be a bit too old to say that the old woman is too old, but she is probably 50 or [-] years old, and she may look a little bit pretty when she was young.

But the key point is that the old woman seemed a little unaware, and instead painted red and green to dress up as a little girl. Unfortunately, a bucket waist made her look a little funny.

From the conversation she had with the old man, she should be the proprietress here.

Zhao Mingyuan remembered that they seemed to be two people from the rivers and lakes who eloped, and they had been hiding their names here for more than 20 years.

How many 20 years are there in life, since I have been living in seclusion for 20 years, why not continue like this?

Listening to their babbling, it seems that there is still a lot to say, maybe Zhao Mingyuan can watch a scene of infighting and cannibalism between husband and wife next.

However, Zhao Mingyuan was tired of it.

Why do these extras always talk too much?

Is it because I have been hiding for too long, and have too many words in my heart?
Zhao Mingyuan was no longer willing to talk too much, and only uttered two words, "A Fei", in a cold voice.

Ah Fei already understood what he meant, and moved forward with his sword.

Seeing Ah Fei holding the long sword in his hand, the old man couldn't help laughing and said: "You are considered a sword? Let me..." Before he finished speaking, he couldn't continue.

The old woman saw that her husband had been stabbed in the throat like this and fell down. She was so startled that she was about to scream, but Ah Fei sealed her cry in her throat forever with a sword strike.

Zhao Mingyuan looked at the corpses of the two, and said to A Fei: "Look, like us, facing the enemy's corpse, it's time to say something.

Otherwise, no matter what advantage you have, as long as the enemy is still alive, there is a possibility of being overturned.

When we walk the rivers and lakes, we must put stability first.

Moreover, no matter men, women, young or old, especially weak beauties, there must be no underestimation. "

"Yes! Young Master, I understand." Although Ah Fei answered in this way, his expression was obviously a little impatient. It was not the first time he had heard these words.

Zhao Mingyuan naturally saw A Fei's impatience, and sighed: "I just hope you really understand. But there are some things, if you don't experience it yourself and suffer some losses, you may never understand it."

At this time, a voice came from outside the window saying: "That's right, some things really need to be experienced firsthand."

Soon, another person entered the room.

This person was dressed in green clothes, with a bronze mask on his face, and walked in calmly.

Zhao Mingyuan said: "You dare to come in, do you think you can stop Ah Fei's sword?"

The mask said humanely: "I'm not sure either. But why do I have to block it?"

Zhao Mingyuan said: "Oh, what do you mean?"

The masked man stretched out his hands, revealing a pair of dark blue iron gloves, which looked ugly and clumsy in shape.The mask said: "Do you know what this is?"

Zhao Mingyuan said: "Although I haven't seen it before, but judging by its appearance, it should be the ninth green demon hand in the weapon spectrum. This should be Yiku's weapon."

The mask said humanely: "That's right, this is the Green Devil's Hand, you should know its value. How about I exchange this Green Devil's Hand for your golden silk armor? This is a fair trade."

Zhao Mingyuan said: "What do you think of Ah Fei's sword?"

The masked man was silent, but Ah Fei's sword looked a bit crude.

Zhao Mingyuan continued: "Even if Ah Fei uses a bamboo sword, he can easily kill these people.

Li Xunhuan's little Li Feidao is just Daye's blacksmith, it took three hours to make it.

You should not understand the real master, right?
For a real master, these are just foreign objects. "

This time the masked man was silent for a while, but he took out a box from his arms, opened it, and found a dagger with a cold light.

The mask said humanely: "The sword is given to the hero. This fish-intestine sword is unparalleled in the world. Both of them are masters of sword use. Doesn't this sword complement each other perfectly? Maybe it can also improve the strength of the two of you, wouldn't it be beautiful?"

Zhao Mingyuan said: "This fish intestine sword is rare, but it's just a short sword, it doesn't match our swordsmanship. We can only control swords with people, how can people be slaves to swords, this fish intestine sword is just useless. "

But after hearing this, the masked man was silent for a while, and suddenly said: "I still have a gift for you, young master." The voice suddenly became clear and sweet, and it was no longer difficult to distinguish between men and women.

"What is it?" Although Zhao Mingyuan asked like this, he already knew it in his heart.

Who else could she be besides Lin Xian'er, and what kind of method could she use to deal with men?

Sure enough, the mask said humanely: "Can I ask this little brother to go outside for a while?"

Zhao Mingyuan said: "No need."

The mask said humanely: "Could it be that Mr. Zhao is really poisoned? Or, I prefer this tone."

Without waiting for an answer, she had already taken off her ferocious green hands, revealing her catkins, which were as soft as suet and jade, and then asked, "I wonder if Mr. Zhao is satisfied?"

Zhao Mingyuan said: "How can this satisfy people?"

Step by step, she took off her thick coat, skirt, shoes and socks, and bottoms, leaving only a soft and thin apron bulging.

Only the masked man asked in a soft voice: "My lord, are you still not satisfied?"

Zhao Mingyuan said: "If I say I am satisfied at this moment, then I am a real fool."

The mask said humanely: "If you want to see more, then let this little brother go out first."

It turned out that Ah Fei had already widened his eyes and his face was flushed red.

It is true that the innocent young man has too little knowledge.

He wanted to go out a long time ago, but Zhao Mingyuan didn't say anything.

Zhao Mingyuan still said: "No need, this is fine."

The masked man couldn't help but coquettishly said: "You are good or bad." With a slight pull of his backhand, the last piece of clothing fell to the ground.

Only A Fei was gasping for breath, only Zhao Mingyuan was still calm.

The masked man asked, "Is this not enough?"

Zhao Mingyuan said: "It's still close."

Lin Xian'er said: "I'm afraid that if you see my face, you will never be able to leave him again."

That's what she said, but she gently took off the mask with her hand, obviously very confident in her appearance.

She did have the self-confidence, she took off her mask and threw it aside.The face of an angel, the figure of a devil, everything is presented.

A Fei's eyes became even hotter.

Lin Xian'er smiled and said, "Is this enough? Can I give it to others?" Although she was asking, her tone was very firm.

Zhao Mingyuan said: "You're already like this, indeed, if I don't give you a gift, I won't be able to say it."

Lin Xian'er finally smiled, no man could escape her palm.

But she saw a jade tablet thrown in front of her.

what is this?
Not gold armor.

When she saw it clearly, she immediately knelt down and said, "Lin Xian'er, King of Desire, see the Holy Hierarch."

(End of this chapter)