As a daughter, I travel in the world of Gulong

Chapter 213 Chapter 212: Talking about the world
"What did you say bad things about me?"

Jiang Yuyan strolled over eating persimmon cakes. The master and apprentice were sneaky and lowered their voices, and there was something wrong at first sight.

"Tell me you are beautiful."

"Nonsense, do you still need to be sneaky?" Jiang Yuyan rolled her eyes.

"Look, if you're not sneaky, you'll look like this."

Gu Changsheng spread his hands and sighed: "Don't imitate your second master's bad habits."

Sun Xiaohong glanced at the second master secretly. Jiang Yuyan was still eating persimmons with an indifferent look on her face. Pingting was so graceful that it was hard to imagine what she looked like as a leader.

"It's getting dark." Jiang Yuyan said, looking at the sky.

Gu Changsheng lowered his head and carved a wooden carving. There were more than a dozen such flying knives. She felt that the flying knives were very easy to use. They didn't dirty their hands and were trouble-free.

"I'm going to boil water!"

Sun Xiaohong ran to the woodshed to boil water for cooking.

Jiang Yuyan watched her disappear into the woodshed, bent down and pressed Gu Changsheng on the chair.

"Don't make trouble, Xiaohong will see you later." Gu Changsheng drove him away.

The night is getting darker.

Guo Songyang put the dark iron sword on his lap and looked at the starry sky in late winter and early spring.

The cold wind blew by, and his hair was lifted up and then fell gently.

The ranking of the weapon spectrum was not convinced by everyone, and now it has become a joke. The Songyang Iron Sword, ranked fourth, was affected just by looking at it from a distance.

He rarely achieves that kind of state of mind in which nature and man are one and virtual. In the afternoon, he met a third-ranked master like Li Xunhuan. In addition, he had been looking forward to this battle for a long time. The combination of various reasons allowed him to be at his peak. Going further, who would have thought that such a short period of time could no longer be maintained.

Guo Songyang's eyes were dark, and he carefully recalled the feeling of controlling everything around him, but every time he found that kind of thoughts again, he would be disturbed by the figures of the two women.

Two figures that shouldn't exist squeezed into the complete sense of control. It was so abrupt and the sense of presence was so strong.

"Ugh……"

After a long time, he sighed and put away the iron sword silently. Now he just wanted to drink and get drunk.

Unconsciously, he walked to the tavern that day. The door of the tavern was still ajar. There was a small dark red blood stain on the ground, which flowed down when Yan Shuangfei pulled out the flying knife from his throat.

Guo Songyang stood at the door, recalling the knife strike during the day, the flying knife that seemed to arrive in an instant.

He is now very sure that when Li Xunhuan sent out that sword, his spirit, energy and spirit were unified and reached the peak. That moment passed in a flash.

I heard that there was a kind of sword technique in the past, where the hardness turned into the softest. It was formed before the move was made. There was only one sword in the sword technique, but it was like a shocking light and lightning.

"Why don't you come in?" A voice came from the dilapidated tavern.

Guo Songyang stared at the pool of blood on the ground, and after a while he pushed the door open and entered.

A solitary lamp for company.

Li Xunhuan was sitting in the corner, leaning against the wall, holding a wine bottle in his hand, already slightly tipsy.

"Are you looking at the traces of daylight?"

Li Xunhuan guessed that Guo Songyang stood outside the door for a long time without moving.

"I thought of something." Guo Songyang said.

Li Xunhuan helped him get a glass of wine and said, "What's the matter?"

Guo Songyang shook his head, "I remembered some martial arts that had been lost long ago in the records, but unfortunately..." There was a hint of regret in his words.Li Xunhuan held the wine glass and said nothing. After a while, he said: "What happened to Chai Yuguan back then was indeed a great regret."

Guo Songyang put down his iron sword and had a drink with Li Xunhuan. "It is said that in the past, a sword from an immortal fell from the sky and punched a hole in the roof of the Palace of Supreme Harmony."

"True or false." Li Xunhuan shook his head and smiled, "Many of the deeds of the famous heroes of our predecessors are exaggerated. Maybe some of them are true, and most of them are just bragging."

Guo Songyang said: "That's right, immortals only exist in the mouths of predecessors."

He drank the wine and sighed again: "Martial arts is a long journey. In the past, I was still struggling to write down the weapons. But now, I don't know how many hermits and masters are in the world. The weapons list is probably a joke. .”

"Although there are many masters, Brother Guo, there is no need to underestimate yourself. Your strength is already at the top of the world. As for the hidden masters..." Li Xunhuan did not continue.

The master is really good.

"Although the demon sect in a remote place has a difficult environment and lives in a barren land, its martial arts are all kinds of strange..."

Li Xunhuan had been out of seclusion for ten years and had to deal with forces outside the seclusion. As far as he knew, Bai Tianyu's invincibility in the Divine Sword Hall was as good as Guo Songyang's.

This is just outside the customs. The Tianshan Mountains, the Desert, and the Miao Territory that we have dealt with all have their own masters. When the Five Poison Boy died in the Plum Blossom Robbery incident, he was on his way to Shaolin. Now it is said that the Great Joyful Female Bodhisattva in the Miao Territory is also looking for him. .

Li Xunhuan took a sip of wine. The Central Plains was a big land, and the border forces were also quite large. However, the Money Gang was now very powerful, and the forces outside the customs had not yet unified. It seemed that there was no conflict between the two.

He had a feeling that sooner or later those forces would have ambitions to enter the Central Plains.

Jiang casually talked to Guo Songyang about his experiences outside the pass, and Guo Songyang listened very attentively. He practiced martial arts and swordsmanship all year round and pursued martial arts. He only sought advice from masters of weapons in the Central Plains. Other than that, his only interest was to go to that pink As a regular prostitute, Xiaolou is not as experienced as Li Xunhuan.

Li Xunhuan was a court tester at the time. After being disgusted with the party strife, he resigned and entered the martial arts world. He gained a reputation as a powerful little Li Feidao. He traveled to many places before leaving the customs, and later even traveled far away from the customs. What he saw and heard was that Guo Songyang was The martial arts idiots who stay in Songyang to practice martial arts are incomparable.

Guo Songyang listened with rapt attention. Although there was only one difference between Songyang Iron Sword and Xiao Li's flying knife, Li Xunhuan's flying knife was killed from blood back then. He had not shown his face for ten years and was still powerful in the world. His swordsmanship was again Sophisticated, it’s hard to match at this point.Guo Songyang knew that if he had also disappeared for ten years, some people in the world might remember him, but Songyang Iron Sword would never maintain such a prestigious reputation. Even now, his iron sword still does not have much deterrent effect. Unlike Xiao Li's flying knife, as long as the sword is With it in hand, even if you are trapped in Shaolin, you can scare the group of monks into siege instead of attacking.

Xiao Li's flying knife is well-deserved.

Guo Songyang suddenly said: "You shouldn't invite me to drink."

Li Xunhuan said, "Are you inviting me?"

Guo Songyang said: "I should buy it and drink it together."

Li Xunhuan said with a smile: "Next time you invite me!"

Guo Songyang took a deep breath. The battle with Li Xunhuan did not continue, but the two of them drank here at night. Life is really unpredictable.

On a dark night, the two of them chatted over a glass of wine.

Li Xunhuan asked, "How did you know I was in Baoding Mansion?"

Guo Songyang hesitated for a moment and said, "Someone told me."

Li Xunhuan raised his eyebrows.

Guo Songyang was embarrassed to talk about what happened in the pink building. He thought for a while and said, "Some people say that Xingyun Village is being targeted, and you will show up."

Li Xunhuan's eyes narrowed, and after a moment he smiled and poured wine for Guo Songyang.

Guo Songyang always felt that he had overlooked something. After a long time, he was slightly startled when Li Xunhuan coughed.

I heard that Li Xunhuan was a consumptive ghost. He coughed endlessly every day, but he was not merciless in killing people. Many people felt that killing Li Xunhuan with a flying knife would be more difficult than waiting for him to die. He coughed himself to death.

From the meeting during the day to the decisive battle, and now, he only heard Li Xunhuan cough twice slightly, and there was no rumored illness that could kill someone.

The lone lamp burned brightly.

Guo Songyang raised his head, and Li Xunhuan's eyes were equally bright.

(End of this chapter)