As a daughter, I travel in the world of Gulong

Chapter 336 Chapter 335: Bring your sword

"Yan Shisan actually left?"

When Xue Keren arrived in a carriage, he learned that Yan Shisan took the sword and left.

Gu Changsheng was a little stunned when he was sitting in the carriage. After a while, he touched his hair.

"It seems that he also discovered the problem."

He cannot control the power of the fifteenth sword, or cannot completely control it. When he regards this battle as an explanation for his life, he will naturally not care much. This is already a 'god' in swordsmanship. .

But now, Yan Shisan wants to be stronger and want to completely subdue this power.

She can control that sword with absolute power, but Yan Shisan can only rely on realm to surrender if he wants to control that sword.

"In a few years, maybe I can find the fifteenth sword myself."

Gu Changsheng shook his head and asked Xue Keren to turn back.

Yan Shisan must have found the sword and discovered the problem at the same time.

You won't commit suicide again now, will you?

If anyone's death was the most regrettable, it was Yan Shisan, who was Chao Wen Dao, who committed suicide while using his pinnacle sword.

It took Xie Xiaofeng more than twenty years to break that sword.

——In other words, since it can be broken, is the fifteenth sword still not the end? It's just that it belongs to the field of these geniuses. I can only guess that it will take her who knows how many years to do it on her own, or she may never be able to do it.

Xue Keren waved his riding whip, and the carriage traveled leisurely on the ancient road.

There was a smile on her face. After getting used to this kind of life, Xue Keren suddenly realized that this was what she had dreamed of, a life without Xia Houxing, just eating and waiting to die.

But it would be even more perfect without that crazy woman Murong Qiudi.

I shouldn't have slept with Xie Xiaofeng and provoked the couple back then.

Yan Shisan came out of the world again, and the scabbard with thirteen pearls was recognized by many people. However, he did not become a killer, but walked everywhere on foot, his whereabouts unknown.

The rivers and lakes were lively for a while, and then gradually calmed down. The decisive battle that everyone was waiting for did not happen.

Willow bank, dawn and waning moon.

Its daybreak. The sun shines and the earth shines.

it's dark.

The moonlight is bright and the stars are in the sky.

At the end of summer, the end of autumn, and the winter solstice, Murong Qiudi has not been able to find the slightest trace of the Qinglong Society. All signs indicate that it was secretly destroyed many years ago.

This further confirmed Gu Changsheng's conjecture.

"What are they doing?" Murong Qiudi asked.

"I'm just living my life." Xue Keren said.

Apart from dawdling around, she really has no other accurate description to describe her.

Murong Qiudi felt that it seemed familiar. Yan Shisan was also messing around in those days, and he got the fourteenth sword and then the fifteenth sword.

While the two were fooling around, Murong Qiudi would come to her, the groom, maid, and housekeeper, to have sex with her secretly from time to time. Xue Keren resisted in every possible way, dodging left and right, and finally hid on the bed.

Except for Gu Changsheng, they didn't know what Yan Shisan was waiting for.

Three years, Yan Shisan disappeared for three years.

Three years passed in a blink of an eye.

"On the third day of September, You hour. Come from Cuiyun Peak with your sword!"

A letter fell into Xie Xiaofeng's hands, and Xie Xiaofeng knew that this day had come.

There is no signature on the letter and no signature is required.

How strong is Yan Shisan?

Xie Xiaofeng doesn't know.

Murong Qiudi was busy with the affairs of Shenjian Villa, Murong Family and Tianzun every day, and occasionally went out.

Xie Xiaofeng stared at the letter and saw who was standing behind Murong Qiudi. He was vaguely aware that as long as Yan Shisan was defeated, those two people might come out.

——Or be defeated by Yan Shisan.

Now Yan Shisan has arrived. It was on the third day of September, Unity time.

It's funny to say that he has never met Yan Shisan, and Yan Shisan has never seen his face, but the two of them knew that there would be a battle between them more than ten years ago.

The first time, he transformed into Aji and faked his death and escaped without encountering Yan Shisan. The second time, Yan Shisan was very close, entered the Green Water Lake, took the sword and left, passing by him again. But this time, the time and place are all ready.

What kind of person will be waiting for him on the third day of September? He was not sure, even the unparalleled Xie Xiaofeng was not sure.

This is a fateful battle that has been doomed since more than ten years ago.

How many friends has he had in his life? How many women?

Xie Xiaofeng is asking himself.

How many enemies have you had in this life?

He has many enemies, for no other reason than that he is Xie Xiaofeng, so those people come with swords. This is the fate of people in Jianghu, and it is also the fate of those born in Shenjian Villa. There are many people who hate him, and he has never not give a damn about. There is only one person he cares about, and this person has always been a shadow in his heart. He has always wanted to see this person, and this person must also want to see him. Sooner or later they will meet each other.

——If there is a Xie Xiaofeng and a Yan Shisan in this world, they will definitely meet each other sooner or later.

——When they meet, one person's sword edge will be stained with the other person's blood.

Now that day is coming.

Because they are all swordsmen!

Xie Xiaofeng's sword has begun to become excited.

He needs women.

Most people in the world believe that on the eve of a decisive battle, one should never approach a woman, because women always make people lose money.

Xie Xiaofeng is different. He believes that it is not a loss, but a reconciliation. Compared with the tension of battle, only by completely relaxing before the battle can people adjust their state.

Murong Qiudi pushed open the courtyard door and put down the things in her hands.

"What is this?" Xie Xiaofeng looked at the chain Murong Qiudi threw in the courtyard.

"I plan to get a dog in the future."

Murong Qiudi smiled slightly and said, "If you can defeat Yan Shisan tomorrow."

Xie Xiaofeng frowned.

Murong Qiudi glanced at the letter in his hand and said, "You need a woman very much now."

Xie Xiaofeng said nothing.

"I want you to win. You can have anything you want." Murong Qiudi took his hand and pulled him back to the house.

The setting sun disappears on the mountainside.

Gu Changsheng put down the hoe in his hand, stood up and clapped his hands.

"Yan Shisan is ready," she said.

Jiang Yuyan handed over a towel, and Gu Changsheng wiped his face, "Tell Xue Keren to prepare the car."

She looked at the flower seeds she collected with a little regret, "They will definitely bloom next year."

Xue Keren prepared the car, wiped it inside and out, and oiled the axles.

"If Xie Xiaofeng died under Yan Shisan's sword and Murong Qiudi became a widow, wouldn't I be the wife of the Extension of the Divine Sword Villa?" she said suddenly.

"Um……"

Gu Changsheng thought about it and realized that it was indeed true, although it sounded a bit evil.

Xue Keren thought about it carefully and took a breath. Who the hell can have such complicated experiences as hers? She once slept with the third young master of Shenjian Villa, but it was just a one-night stand. Now she is having an affair with the young lady of Shenjian Villa, secretly. On the contrary, there is a possibility of correction.

"Then you have to hope that Xie Xiaofeng loses." Gu Changsheng said.

Xue Keren shook her head: "I hope he wins, otherwise I won't feel at ease, it's too... too..." She thought for a long time but couldn't think of the right words to describe it, so she could only sigh: "It's better to be more exciting secretly. .”

To be honest, living with these two people and occasionally sneaking in with Murong Qiudi would be much more comfortable than staying at Shenjian Villa.

There was dust on the sword. Xue Keren wanted to wipe it off, but thinking of the various taboos of people in the world, he stopped and retreated.

A crescent moon is like a hook.

Under the clear and cold moonlight, Yan Shisan stroked the sword, sat on the boat, and blended into the night.

(End of this chapter)