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She didn't want Daddy to be too sad, so she walked over and hugged Feng Nantian's neck and said coquettishly: "Oh, Dad, haven't I told you many times, I want to marry someone, and I want to marry a man like Jian Thirty." How can these ordinary people be worthy of me, the dignified daughter of the rich Jiashan Villa? Do you also hope that your baby daughter will marry a famous hero all over the world, and you can also follow the scenery when the time comes. ”

As soon as he heard this, Feng Nantian began to shake his head, almost shaking his head down.

When he encountered such a rude and willful daughter, he couldn't even do anything.

He had no choice but to say helplessly: "You used to say that you wanted to marry Mu Rujingye, a while ago you said that you wanted to marry Ji Sijue, and then you said that you wanted to marry Wen Zhuyuan, why did you become Sword Thirty now?"

Feng Feifei seemed to feel a little embarrassed when his father said this.

She touched her hair and grinned, "Oh, Dad, it was before, and now it is now, how can it be mixed up." ”

As soon as he talked about Sword Thirty, Feng Feifei's face was full of excitement, and he even began to tell him about the battle between Sword Thirty and Qiu Wanqian recorded in "Jianghu Experience": "Words...... The cold wind is like a knife, using the earth as a chopping board, and treating all living beings as fish and meat. Thousands of miles of snow, turning the sky into a furnace, dissolving everything into silver......"

Feng Nantian sighed and said, "Okay, okay, baby daughter, I have convinced you, which hero in the rivers and lakes has just become famous, which one do you want to marry, who do you want to marry now?"

The eldest lady pouted and muttered, "How do I know, I haven't seen them again?"

These words immediately made Feng Nantian grasp the handle, and said: "That's it, you haven't even seen anyone, so you said that you want to get married, if you are blind, lame, and a bad old man, you also want to marry, besides, you are willing to marry, do you know that people are willing to want you? I heard that the closed disciples of Sword Thirty are thirty years old when they hear that they are far away, so do you say that Sword Thirty himself is not seventy or eighty older than your father and me?"

The eldest lady stuck out her tongue and said with a smile: "Alas, Dad, didn't you say it all, as long as we want to marry a daughter in Fujia Villa, many people will rush to come." Isn't it?"

Feng Nantian looked bitter, tugged at his beard vigorously, and said, "That's what I said, but how can these people be the same as those people?"

The eldest lady said: "What's the difference, aren't they all people? I don't care, you must find these people for me." ”

Feng Nantian's face became even more ugly, sighed, and said, "The world is so big, where do you ask your father to find these people for you?"

The eldest lady smiled and said, "If you don't look for it, I'll find it myself." ”

Feng Nantian's face sank, and he said, "Where to find it?"

Feng Feifei looked longing on his face and said: "Cross the ditch again, Dicui River." ”

Songyang is an ancient city, it is said that since the birth of mankind, there are people who have established the first city of human clans here to conduct trade, so it is called a shopping mall, and it is the origin of commerce.

Therefore, Songyang is also known as a shopping mall.

The degree of its hustle and bustle can be imagined.

Although it is not as good as the land of the capital, it is also free.

In front of the stone bridge outside the Gongyang Gate, there are still the classic poems left by the poets of the previous dynasty when they saw off their friends: "Mo Chou has no confidant on the road ahead, and no one in the world knows the king." ”

The city is divided into four gates, to talk about prosperity, you have to count the south gate, Gongyang Gate, most of the shopkeepers are concentrated here, selling jewelry, selling weapons and hoes, selling silk and satin fabrics, selling rouge and gouache, selling melons, fruits, pears and dates, selling pancakes and fruits, all kinds of cries and selling are endless.

At the beginning of the morning market, the merchants will bring out the best products in the store and place them in the most conspicuous place in the shop to attract customers.

Nearby farmers would take the year's harvest to the grain estimators in Songyang City and sell it, and then buy some rare knick-knacks to take home and use to coax their children.

In the noisy crowd, there were bursts of bargaining quarrels from time to time, but the noise revealed an atmosphere of peace and prosperity.

Li Luoyang walked in the crowd and felt intoxicated.

Although the confrontation with the eldest lady just now made him embarrassed, it did not affect his mood.

The real purpose of his exit from the Golden Throwing Villa this time was not for the personal relationship of his children.

He is already twenty years old, and as the second son of the Golden Villa, he is already busy with the inheritance of the family.

However, he was not determined to do so.

Since the day he picked up the sword at the age of fifteen, he had already decided to die in kendo.

If you want to become a supreme swordsman, you must not be entangled by feelings, once your feelings are occupied by things other than the sword, you will never be able to reach the peak of a swordsman.

"A blunt knife is a blunt sword, and it's easy to sharpen on a cloudy day. ”

A knife-sharpening vendor on the street leaned against a box and shouted in the street.

The peddler was not shirtless and dressed only in a pair of nack shorts, as other people who operated such a vulgar business, but wrapped himself in a wide black robe.

He did this because his face and hair color were different from those of the Middle State.

He has blue hair and a high nose, not like a Zhongzhou person.

So, he wrapped himself in a wide robe, just not to attract too much attention.

The sharpening knives were placed on the ground against the box.

Li Luoyang stopped in front of him.

The peddler immediately asked in a not very mellow Central Plains dialect, "Childe, do you want to sharpen your knife?"

Li Luoyang said: "I use a sword. Draw your sword. ”

The peddler was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Childe, I must have misunderstood, I am just a lowly knife sharpening peddler, how can I have any swords?"

Approaching Li Luoyang, he suddenly took a step closer, stared at him coldly, and said, "You can't fool me, I said, I use a sword, and I have always been very sensitive to people who also use a sword." Although you have hidden your sword, you cannot hide the qi in your sword. It's like no matter how high a person's martial arts are, he can walk without making any sound, but he can't stop his heartbeat and can't keep his pores from breathing. I can assure you that your sword, in this chest next to you, open it and take a look. ”

The peddler was in a hurry, and said to him: "Gong...... Childe ......"

Li Luoyang stared at him, blocked all his retreats, approached step by step, and said: "I came out this time, and my biggest goal was to fight with Sword Thirty-One, but before that, the goal I set for myself was to defeat all the sword masters in the rivers and lakes, unfortunately, or lucky, you are the first, draw the sword." ”

The Vendor: "......"

Li Luoyang shook his hand, and the wide sleeves of his robe suddenly opened in the air, and a crimson blue sword slid down from it, with a slender sword body, like a green onion.

When he went to visit Feng Nantian in Fujia Villa just now, he hid this sword in his sleeve and replaced it with a folding fan made of mud gold to hide his sword qi.

After coming out of Fujia Villa, he intuitively walked straight into the street.

Not because of the endless prosperity on this street, but because he felt the attraction of some kind of strong sword aura.

That's a swordsman's most direct feeling of the sword, and you can't be wrong.

This seemingly ordinary peddler is definitely a master of using a sword.

When encountering a master, Li Luoyang will definitely not miss it.

So, he wanted to force the swordsman who had turned into a peddler to strike.

However, in the face of his unsheathed sword, the peddler sat down cross-legged in front of him, in a very peculiar posture, like a prayer before the gods of a faithful believer.

He said word by word in a not-so-fluent Chinese: "If Your Excellency really wants to make a move, then please, I will never make a move." Because from the day I walked out of the sanctuary and put on this robe, I had already decided to dedicate my life to our goddess Athena. Everyone knows that what Athena hates the most is killing. ”

Li Luoyang put away his sword and frowned: "Sacred Domain, are you a Saint Seiya from the Sacred Domain?"