A group of people, hidden in the corner of the wall, craned their necks and looked towards Uncle Yang's courtyard.

Two women, one with a slender body, one with a light body, one like a glacier goddess, and the other like a mountain elf.

The frost and snow sword spit cold air, and the green bamboo sword revealed a cold glow.

In the staggered air, sparks burst out, and the people hiding in the corners let out a burst of suppressed exclamations.

"Cai Wei's sword is good, last time she cut her throat and feet, and it is difficult to prevent it. ”

"Oh, that woman coped so skillfully, and slashed her wrist with a sword, so that Cai Wei had to retreat. ”

With two clanging sounds, the two girls retreated at the same time, and then collided again like two female leopards.

The more Nangong fought, the more frightened she became, and after a long time of not seeing her, this girl's swordsmanship had become so masterful. Obviously, it seemed to be light, but with every collision, the power from the Frost Snow Sword made her wrists groan in pain.

Cai Wei gritted her teeth to resist the invasion of the cold, and looked at Nangong with sharp eyes, with grievances behind her strength. I treat you as a sister, but you rob me of a man, and you want to be my sister-in-law, even if you are not your opponent now, I want you to know how good I am.

Qiang !!

The two swords staggered again, and Cai Wei's short body actually grabbed the middle line directly and crashed into it.

Nangong was startled, instinctively about to hit it with the hilt of the sword, and suddenly remembered that this was Cai Wei, and quickly withdrew his hand, but he didn't want Cai Wei's toes to have already touched the front of him.

An iron plate bridge, the soft waist is folded at 90 degrees, the upper body is parallel to the ground, and then with the strength of the waist, the body turns, not only avoiding the long sword that Cai Wei shaved by the trend, but also turning around with a sword to make Cai Wei stagger back.

"Who is this female doll. Someone couldn't help but exclaim: "Cai Wei's girl is not an opponent, it seems that she is still at a disadvantage." ”

Another eyesight said: "Cai Wei's swordsmanship is not bad, but it is a little tender, and the experience is too bad." ”

"Tsk, that guy Ann boy, so glamorous, the two girls who brought back are first-class in appearance and kung fu. ”

"Dad!" A half-grown boy clenched his fists and looked at the two fighting women with red eyes: "I also want to break into the rivers and lakes, and I want to be like Uncle An." ”

There are actually two heroines who are jealous of Uncle An, they are really envious, jealous and hateful, and this half-grown man can't hold it anymore.

Several middle-aged people laughed and joked: "The little cow has also grown up!"

Ghost Cry hid in the house and couldn't sit still, so he ran to the door and grabbed the scabbard nervously. As soon as something was wrong, he rushed forward and separated the two women. Otherwise, no matter who he hurts, he will not forgive himself.

But...... Ah, what a headache!!

With a knife, he can cut all things in the world, so he can naturally solve the current scene and cut off the love thread with one of them.

However, his selfishness made him unable to muster the courage to cut it off.

Yes, on the surface he is a serious man. But in reality, he's just a sullen.

Seeing the two women fighting for themselves, it was a headache, but faintly, it seemed, a little dark.

However, there was always a voice scolding him in his heart: "Two good girls have been beaten by you, are you actually secretly cool here, or is it a person?"

Hearing this voice, Ghost Cry felt guilty, and looked at the two people in the courtyard and couldn't help but feel a little weak.

Fortunately, in the end, the ghost was not allowed to cry, and Nangong solved the problem.

It was unfair for the two sides to fight, Nangong was older, more experienced, better at light skills, and much more powerful, all taken together, it was an absolute advantage.

What's more, one has demonic energy to help each other, and the other is fighting the enemy by himself, and the gap is even greater.

After 50 rounds, Cai Wei was out of breath, and Nangong seized the opportunity to fly the long sword in Cai Wei's hand with a sword, announcing the end of this farce.

Cai Wei looked lost, like a defeated rooster, silently turned around and picked up the sword on the ground, lowered her head and walked towards the house, and glared at the ghost cry viciously when she passed by the ghost cry.

Ghost Cry's heart trembled a little, and he was defeated in the eye contact for the first time.

When there was a "bang", the door of Cai Wei's bedroom closed tightly, and the heart of the ghost crying was relieved.

"That girl, it's really a big progress. ”

Nangong crossed the threshold, came to Ghost Cry, and looked at the closed door with emotion.

"Are your hands alright?" the ghost cried, his eyes sharp.

Nangong put his hands behind his back and shook his head casually.

And the hand behind her back, the palm of the palm was red, and the whole hand was still trembling slightly.

Cai Wei's swordsmanship is peculiar, containing a magical strength, and when it is completed in the future, each sword can open the mountain and crack the stone. Even if there is no Dacheng now, it should not be underestimated, and it is a shame that Cai Wei does not have a demonic spirit, otherwise Nangong still doesn't know if he can suppress this girl.

"Alright. Ghost Cry pulled Nangong's hand out: "Don't be reckless, this girl's swordsmanship is inherited from the White Dragon Valley, it's no wonder that your hand is okay when you are defenseless when you fight her." ”

"What, White Dragon Valley, you mean ......"

"That's right, that's what you think. ”

Nangong smiled bitterly, let the ghost cry to check the injury in the palm, shook his head and said to himself: "With such an opportunity, it's no wonder that her swordsmanship has changed so much." ”

Seeing the end of the farce, a few peeping middle-aged people became lively.

"I'm a good girl, An boy is very capable, I will bring back a woman when I come back, if I go out a few more times, our Yangjia Village will be scattered." ”

"Hahahaha......" Uncle Yang laughed proudly, his eyebrows fluttering, and his joy was overflowing.

As for Cai Wei, she hid in the boudoir pitifully, covering her head with the quilt hard, and her shoulders trembled.

It was a difficult night.

On the second day, Ghost Cry left the house under the pretext of going to Shushan to report for duty, and avoided it for the time being.

However, what should be faced has to be faced, the ghost cry dragged on, and came back half a month later. However, the strange thing is that in the past half a month, Cai Wei and Nangong seem to have reached a tacit understanding and no longer quarrel.

Thus, Devil Cries in the calm before the storm and life gets back on track. He put "Ten Years of Sharpening a Sword" back on the agenda, cultivating his mind, and occasionally accompanying Nangong Caiwei to go out to kill demons and demons, it seems that everything is very beautiful.

And just when the Ghost Cry family seemed to be happy, the entire endless mountain also set off a bloody storm.

The world is changing. At the same time, the three countries tacitly accepted their troops and began to secretly move their people.

The people of Qin are moving to Kunlun. The people of the Great Zhou are retreating to Mount Tai. The Great Song Dynasty has not changed much, but it is also strengthening its armaments, recalling the only elite East China Sea Division, sticking to the Great River, and the entire Bashu officially declared independence......

Summer goes to autumn, and grain is harvested. After a busy harvest, the barn was filled, the short autumn passed, the north wind came, this time, even Shushan also felt a different kind of cold, in the north wind, Shushan was crumbling.

And just when the heavy snow fell, Yangjia Village held a big wedding.