As a daughter, I travel in the world of Gulong

Chapter 319 Chapter 318: Air leakage

Midsummer, lonely boat.

There is a lamp, a pot of tea, and a lonely person on the boat.

The man in the raincoat has a piece of wood and a knife in his hand - a four-foot wooden stick and a seven-inch knife.

He was using this knife to slowly sharpen the stick.

The blade is extremely fast and his hand is extremely steady. The white hair on his temples made him look a bit weathered, but his steady hands were much more stable than those of young people, without a trace of trembling.

The wooden stick was gradually chipped into shape, including a sword, a sword blade, and a sword tip.

A three-foot-long wooden sword took shape in his hand.

His hand caressed the edge of the sword, and there was a strange expression on his face. It was not excitement, sadness, or emotion, but a kind of nostalgia.

I miss the past time.

The river flows and the boat floats on the water.

There are people on the shore.

When he held the wooden sword and expressed his nostalgia, several people had gathered on the shore.

"Yan Shisan." The visitor said.

Yan Shisan was still looking at his wooden sword, stroking the edge of the sword. He closed one eye and looked along the wooden sword. The sword was undoubtedly straight.

"Excalibur Villa?" Yan Shisan asked.

"Yes."

"What are you doing here?"

"The third young master is not dead."

"I know."

"Aren't you going to challenge him?"

"hehe."

Yan Shisan smiled. He looked at the sword from every angle. In the cabin behind him, there were already more than a dozen wooden swords of various kinds, some as long as four feet and seven inches, and some as short as three feet. ruler.

"Is it Xie Xiaofeng's intention or Shenjian Villa's intention?" he asked.

The other party didn't speak.

Yan Shisan stroked his hand from the tip of the sword to the edge. He still had that plain, nostalgic look.

After a long time, he slowly said: "I have used the deadly sword technique to travel across the world for many years, and I have also found its fourteenth variation, but I have never been satisfied because I know that it must have another variation. , and there is a fifteenth change.”

The visitor's expression changed: "Have you found it?"

Yan Shisan said: "I have tried my best to find him, but Xie Xiaofeng is also dead."

——When he went to the Excalibur Villa in high spirits, he saw the dark curtains and the dark coffin in the Excalibur Villa.

So he sank his sword into Green Water Lake.

Yan Shisan said sadly: "Once Xie Xiaofeng dies, who in the world is my rival? Why should I look for him again?"

So not only did he sink his sword and hide his name, but he also never touched a sword again. By chance, he passed on the thirteen sword techniques to Tie Kaicheng, and then he became a fisherman and spent the rest of his life.

"But you already know that the third young master is not dead." The visitor said.

Yan Shisan said: "Of course."

The visitor asked: "You no longer go to see the third young master, is it because you are not sure of defeating him?"

Yan Shisan said: "He has been defeated by the fourteenth sword."

The visitor said: "I am not defeated by your sword."

With a strange expression on Yan Shisan's face, he asked again: "Did you come here because of Xie Xiaofeng or because of Shenjian Villa?"

The visitor didn't answer.

Yan Shisan slowly put the sword in the cabin behind him, picked up a wooden stick, closed one eye and looked at it from one end to see if it was straight, and said at the same time: "If this is what Xie Xiaofeng means, it means he is afraid, he is afraid I'll find that sword."

The visitor sneered.

"Let him come to me." Yan Shisan said.

He was whittling the stick in his hand again.

Sawdust fell one after another.

With a sword, he dominates the world and is invincible. He is still the Yan Shisan of the past, and Xie Xiaofeng is no longer the Xie Xiaofeng of the past.
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A palm-sized wooden sword appeared in his hand. Gu Changsheng also carved out a sword. She held the hilt of the sword with two fingers and held it in front of her eyes to look at it carefully.

Ever since she discussed swords with Yan Shisan that day, she liked carving small swords like this.

"What should Xie Xiaofeng do if he kills Yan Shisan before he finds the sword?" Jiang Yuyan asked.

Gu Changsheng said: "No."

Jiang Yuyan said: "Are you so sure?"

Gu Changsheng held the small hilt of the sword, and also closed one eye and looked down from the hilt, "If Xie Xiaofeng leaves the villa to find Yan Shisan for a decisive battle because he is afraid of Yan Shisan's fifteenth sword, then He will be defeated without the fifteenth sword."

Jiang Yuyan was startled.

Gu Changsheng said: "Sword God is more than just a title."

It's more of a constraint.

"What if he doesn't look for it?" Xue Keren asked.

"That means he is still Xie Xiaofeng."

Gu Changsheng held the small sword in his hand and stabbed forward lightly. A murderous aura suddenly appeared in the air, "When Yan Shisan is ready, they will decide the real sword god."

Xue Keren seemed to understand.

"Did he actually create that sword technique?" Xue Keren couldn't help but ask.

"You are wrong. The change in the fifteenth sword was not created. It was already there. We were just looking for it." Gu Changsheng said.

Gu Changsheng looked at the edge of the wooden sword in trance.

——The sword that came to life, turned into a poisonous dragon, has its own magical transformation, and is the pinnacle of swordsmanship that is unprecedented and unprecedented. Yan Shisan could use it but couldn't control it, so he committed suicide and let Xie Xiaofeng pick the fruit.

You should be able to control it this time, right?

Gu Changsheng thought, there is no doubt that she and Jiang Yuyan can control it, and Xie Xiaofeng can control it twenty years later. From this point of view, maybe those seven years of depression have made Yan Shisan's physical strength and energy less than before, all because of the sword's heart. Hold on.

Now that he has not been depressed for seven years, and there is a sword discussion that day, Yan Shisan should be able to use the complete fifteenth sword.

Gu Changsheng rested his chin on his hand and looked out the window at the white clouds.

Jiang Yuyan gently pressed her shoulders and glanced at Xue Keren.

Xue Keren was so happy that he got up and went out while counting the money. These two people were weird, so it was better not to mix them up.

"Is Murong Qiudi getting married?" Gu Changsheng asked suddenly.

Jiang Yuyan said: "In half a month."

Gu Changsheng played with the small sword in his hand and smiled, "Murong Qiudi tortured Xie Xiaofeng for so long without any force and refused to let him go even after he died. Now Murong Qiudi has become the mistress of the Excalibur Villa. It's scary to think about it." .”

Jiang Yuyan's hand slid down from her shoulder, and she said close to her ear: "How scary is it?"

"Go, go, break my Taoist heart."

Gu Changsheng exhorted, she held the wooden sword between two fingers and stabbed the back of Jiang Yuyan's hand. Jiang Yuyan withdrew her hand in time, but it hit Gu Changsheng's own chest. Gu Changsheng gritted his teeth.

The failure to find the fifteenth sword must be entirely due to Jiang Yuyan.

"The puncture leaked." Jiang Yuyan said.

Gu Changsheng lowered his head and said nothing.

"What's wrong? You're not talking anymore?" Jiang Yuyan looked at Gu Changsheng's angry look and found it interesting. She sat on a chair nearby, bent down and looked up from below at Gu Changsheng, who was sulking with his head down.

What she saw was a pair of shining green eyes and the smile at the corner of Gu Changsheng's mouth.

You are cheating!

A struggle appeared on Jiang Yuyan's face. Gu Changsheng put his hand on her head and stroked her gently, letting her lie on his lap.

"Yuyan is good..."

Jiang Yuyan slowly lost her resistance and lay on her lap, very quiet.

Gu Changsheng lowered his head and buried himself in her hair and sniffed it gently.

"Take off your clothes."

There was a strange sense of bewitchment in her voice.

Jiang Yuyan slowly raised her hand and took Gu Changsheng's collar.

The smile in Gu Changsheng's eyes turned into astonishment, "I'm talking about your clothes."

Jiang Yuyan blinked and tore it hard, turning the red shirt into pieces of cloth.

(End of this chapter)