Swordsman of the World

Chapter 18
"Ouch~!"

Song Muqing was throwing up on a plate, but she didn't spit out anything, but there was a lot of saliva.

Yang Dong gently stroked her back to make her feel better.

Song Muqing vomited and vomited, and finally heard a sound of 'collapse', and spit out the pill that was as hard as a stone that she swallowed just now.

I saw that there was a hole in the pill, slowly a fingernail-sized poisonous insect crawled out, it must be what the old man called "corpse leech".

It turned out that this elixir was to lure out the poisonous insect, so that it would not die in Qing'er's stomach, and Qing'er's life was saved.

The more Yang Dong watched, the more angry he became. This poisonous insect has harmed his sister for so many years. When he passed by with a sword, the poisonous insect broke into two pieces, and a black venom flowed out.

Song Muqing patted her chest, feeling her breath getting smoother and smoother. She had never felt such a comfortable feeling since she was a child.

After detoxification, her physical fitness also returned to normal, and she was as energetic as a 15-year-old girl.

"Brother~!" Song Muqing jumped at Yang Dong excitedly, hung herself on him, and said with a smile: "I feel fine, my breathing is smooth, and I won't feel out of breath. I finally ... Woohoo."

Feeling the squeeze of his younger sister's body vitality, clinging to her skin, and sniffing her faint body fragrance, Yang Dong's mind was also shaken. The younger sister's development is getting better and better, and she is becoming more and more feminine.

Yang Dong was also happy for her, reached out his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said: "Silly girl, this is a good thing, don't cry."

"Well, I don't cry, I'm just happy, I'm finally not a burden to my brother, I can practice in the future, I can also become stronger, hehe." Song Muqing was half smiling, half crying.

A pair of white jade-like arms wrapped around Yang Dong's neck, hugging her tightly, her lips lightly tapped Yang Dong's cheek, and said quietly: "Brother, Qing'er will marry you when she grows up."

Yang Dong's cheeks felt cold, and he felt Song Muqing's icy lips, and his heart beat twice faster.

"You girl, what are you talking about? We are brother and sister." He was about to reprimand Song Muqing, but the latter had slipped out of the room playfully.

Yang Dong shook his head helplessly, and didn't take what his sister said just now to heart.

Walking into the hall of the house, Xia Shaoqing was eating wild vegetables to deliver porridge and water. This pampered and pampered young master of the royal family ate several meals at a time, and he would eat after eating.

Of course, it was Yang Le who worked for him, and Yang Le seemed determined to follow Xia Shaoqing.

Even if Yang Le looked reluctant, even if he was as tired as a dog, he never complained.

Yang Dong was very curious, although the previous Yang Le was not a very good person, but he was very proud. He thought he was the best in the world, why did he bow down and become a dog when facing Xia Shaoqing who was weaker than him?
Yang Xue held her cheeks and looked out sadly, she didn't know what she was thinking, maybe it was the happy life of becoming a princess in the future.

Yang Dong felt that as a super vase, it was a pity for Yang Xue to be a princess, at least she deserved to be a queen.

But these are all random thoughts in Yang Dong's mind.

With the help of the herbal medicine brought by Yang Dong and the old man's medical skills, the injuries of the few people are also very good, and they can start at noon.

Yang Dong threw the black iron sword to Yang Le, and said: "Although it is not suitable for your sword soul, it is at least a magic weapon. You can make do with it, and return it to me when you reach your destination."

Yang Le glanced at the Star Sword on Yang Dong's waist, and knew that it was Yang Dong's favorite sword.

Although it looked very worn out and the blade was still broken, Yang Le saw with his own eyes that Yang Dong used it to break his own ice blue sword, and even broke the sword of the armored swordsman.

It can be seen that the sword is unusual.

Yang Le is very envious, but he can only be envious.

At noon, everyone ate up the last dry food and prepared to set off.

Xia Shaoqing and other four people walked in the middle of the road, Yang Dongdian was behind, Yang Le walked ahead, it was estimated that it would take a month to get to Leizhou City.

On the way, the old man deliberately walked behind and taught Yang Dong a lot of knowledge about cultivation.

For example, with the use of sword energy, how can the sword energy be contained in the magic weapon and not easy to dissipate, or what should be done to cultivate the sword spirit?How to refine it and so on.

These are what the old man promised to pass on to Yang Dong, and he didn't break his promise, Yang Dong answered everything he asked.

To Yang Dong's surprise, the old man came from the world of sword repair that Yang Xue mentioned!

When he was middle-aged, he returned to the mundane world to marry a wife and have children, and became a guest alchemist of the Qin and Ming Dynasties.

Although the old man didn't say why he left the world of sword repairers, Yang Dong could also guess that it was probably because he was living unsatisfactorily there, or he encountered an unavoidable and powerful enemy.

The old man was also a sword cultivator before. After becoming a small and powerful sword sect, he switched to alchemy.

As for why he didn't have a sword fetus, the old man didn't say anything, Yang Dong couldn't ask, and the old man even kept his name a secret.

No matter what, he was still willing to teach Yang Dong the training of sword master, and Yang Dong also benefited a lot from it.

The two were so close that Yang Le, who was walking in the front, was very envious and jealous at the same time. He felt that Yang Dong did it on purpose, leaving himself in the front to lead the way to death, and he was learning from his seniors behind.

"Damn it." Yang Le couldn't help but snorted in a low voice: "One day, one day I will surpass you, Yang Dong! And Yang Xue, a bitch, one day, I will let you do whatever I want Devastated."

Yang Dong was keenly aware of Yang Le's hatred eyes, but Yang Dong didn't care at all, instead he pitied him, living in the hatred he imagined, it's too sad, will such a person smile in the rest of his life?
And Yang Xue was also unhappy, except for occasionally cooperating with Xia Shaoqing's conversation, she would forcefully smile and answer a few words.

"Mr., what kind of place is Leizhou City?" Yang Dong was concerned about the situation of the old imperial capital again.

The old man recalled briefly, and said: "Hehe, that is a good place, the streets are very clean, there are people from all corners of the country, and you can buy everything, there are shops one after another, and there are as many merchant ships and magic vessel ships as there are silverware that has overturned its belly. Like fish, densely packed."

"Besides, there are so many girls there, they are very juicy, and you can take them home with just the same money." The old man pointed at Song Muqing again, and added: "When you get there, remember to take care of your sister, a beauty like Lingmei , will attract many dignitaries to covet."

Yang Dong was taken aback for a moment, then cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for reminding me, old man."

The old man smiled contentedly, pointed to the road ahead and said: "Three mountains are turned over ahead, and there is a Jiangling Plain. There is a relic, which used to be a sword cultivating school. But now it no longer exists, only ruins remain one slice."

"After crossing the ruins, we are at Linhai. We will take a boat for about a day or two before arriving at Leizhou City. We may encounter some thieves during the journey."

Yang Dong's heart moved, and he asked, "A thief? Is it very powerful?"

The old man shook his head helplessly: "If you are powerful, you have to force your way through. I am afraid that the Lulu Road is already dominated by monsters. This time the beast tide is too sudden, and there is no way to deal with it. A small country like the Qin and Ming Dynasty can't slow it down in more than ten years." Come."

A group of people continued to move forward slowly, stopping and going, surrounded by endless green jungle.

These few people are inconspicuous in the forest, like six ants walking forward.

For normal eating and drinking, Yang Dong and Yang Le will go find wild fruits, catch some boars, squirrels, river shrimps and small fishes.

Yang Dong was only in charge of finding food for Song Muqing and the old doctor, while Yang Le was in charge of his new master and Yang Xue.

At night, Song Muqing and Yang Xue slept together, Xia Shaoqing had to join three shifts and take turns guarding, otherwise Yang Dong and Yang Le would be mentally exhausted for a long time and unable to meet the enemy.

This night, when dawn was approaching, Yang Le was woken up, and it was his turn to watch the night.

Yang Le rubbed his eyes, looked at Yang Dong who was about to sleep next to a tree, he couldn't help but said: "You know, every time I see you sleeping next to me, I can't help but kill you, in order to Let go of your hatred."

Yang Dong didn't turn his head, closed his eyes and said: "I know, your killing intent is so strong that I was awakened by you. You tried to kill me once the night before last, twice last night, and once last night. .”

Yang Le's expression was stunned. When he had the killing intent, he actually saw through it, and everything about him was mastered by him.

Yang Le frowned tightly, and said: "Then why are you still so relieved of me? Are you not afraid that I can't help but make a move?"

"The moment you strike, I promise you will die first, do you believe it or not?" Yang Dong said confidently.

Yang Le's face became even more ugly. He raised the black iron sword fiercely and swung it, and said coldly: "One day, I will surpass you. When I arrive in Leizhou City, I will rely on the Xia family of the royal family. I am protecting Xia Shaoqing." Hero, I will get the resources for cultivation and follow-up sword art skills, and then you will be left behind by me."

Yang Dong said contemptuously: "Overtake me, and then come back and kill me? I said Yang Le, besides killing people, can you do something promising?"

Yang Le clenched his fists and said loudly: "I want to defeat you! I want to prove that I am stronger than you. Yang Dong, your kindness is your stupidity, and sooner or later you will be killed by your kindness."

Yang Dong is not kind, he just does not want to violate his conscience.

Of course, he can kill all the people here, avoid these troubles, and avoid Xia Shaoqing's troubles with him in the future, and he can also snatch the two leading rings from Yang Xue's hand.

But that would not be Yang Dong, he is not a thief, he is a swordsman, he has principles.

In fact, it is precisely because of Yang Dong's benevolent quality that Yang Xue trusts him and tells him about leading the ring.

The old man treated Song Muqing's illness for him, and taught him various cultivation experiences, all out of their trust in Yang Dong.

If Yang Le was in Yang Dong's position, he wouldn't get these free "rewards" at all.

This point, Yang Le doesn't understand and understand at all, he only knows that he can use his strength to grab anything, and he thinks that there is enough violence.

Yang Dong stopped talking to him and was going to sleep.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blows in the face, and a faint smell of blood penetrates into the nose.

"It smells like blood!" Yang Dong immediately jumped up and shouted, "Wake up, get ready to go, hurry up."

(End of this chapter)