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Soul melting!

This old man is on a catastrophe?

The people in the martial arts of the rivers and lakes listened to the myths and legends, for them, the most ordinary rangers in the rivers and lakes, not to mention the calamity that belonged to the master craftsmen, even if they were third-rate Heaven Opening Realm masters who built the foundation, they could also give birth to infinite awe and admiration.

But no matter how much awe and exclamation, they can't stop their longing.

This is the oilmen who have been crawling and rolling in the martial arts for many years, and the delusions of the little people are always endless, no matter when and where, as far as the eye can see, they can't suppress their churning desires.

In fact, they just want to become stronger, and status and wealth are sometimes even more important to them than life.

If this new master craftsman can't wake up......

For a while, in front of the shabby shop, many people in the rivers and lakes martial arts flashed their eyes, and they all had some vague thoughts, and some people wandered their eyes, looking for a possible way out in this narrow alley.

On the roof, Su Qinian clearly felt that the atmosphere began to become stagnant, and this was a dry river and lake people secretly raising their qi and blood, which invisibly oppressed the air.

In the messy and dark shop, in front of the dimly lit stove, a thin old man shirtless smoked a hookah with blank eyes, and the green smoke curled up, making it hard to believe that at this moment he had left the soul and melted into the sky, and was struggling between the vast world and the world, waiting for his return.

The little girl was more vigilant, obviously not ignorant, she was dead in front of the old man, but some of the soldiers on the long street knew that the little girl had no blood relationship with the old man, this was the abandoned baby that the old man picked up in the alley the next year after he arrived in this Tongling City.

"Living babies don't. The old man took it, and he happened to have a companion. ”

Some soldiers still remember the old man's self-deprecating voice that day, and then he really adopted him, and went to the official yamen to settle down, and had a serious background.

It is a filial child, and some soldiers sighed. At the same time, he frowned, if the old man could wake up, it would be fine, if he couldn't......

Half a cup of tea, one cup of tea, half a stick of incense, one stick of incense......

Time flows, but it is obvious that many reckless people in the alley do not have much patience, and they begin to be restless and scold after a long time.

"Soul melting. According to the scriptures, the longest time does not exceed one hour. ”

A soldier hesitated for a moment, then spoke, and the alley fell silent again.

Some of the other craftsmen moved their eyes, but they didn't say much, they knew that the soldier who opened his mouth had spoken for more than half an hour, even if he looked down on many people on weekdays, but he couldn't harm people's lives after all.

The little girl also showed a little gratitude. But it quickly relented, even at the age of eight or nine. But she has also read a lot of books, and the sinister truth of the human heart has penetrated into her heart early.

Half an hour passed.

In front of the stove, the old man still didn't mean to get up, and the action of smoking hookah remained the same, and even the height of his arms was not bad, at this time. The tobacco has long been burned out, and the old man has no more smoke.

"Grandpa!"

The little girl turned her head to look at it, and she showed a little panicked, and the old man told her. For half an hour, no one could move his body, and after half an hour passed, she was asked to send out the cold sword and close the door.

Hmmm? Not true!

Observing words and emotions has always been the instinct that people in the rivers and lakes need to practice to break into the martial arts, and the little girl's expression changed a little, which made them feel that the soldier just now obviously did not tell the truth.

The atmosphere became more and more solemn, and the pins could be heard.

Some soldiers sighed in their hearts, it is recorded in the classics that the longest is half an hour, but there are a few masters who can survive for half an hour and still return to their souls, there are very few for thousands of years, and now it is close to half an hour, and the chance of the old man's recovery is very slim.

Half an hour!

When the last half of the incense burned out, the little girl couldn't hold back any longer, turned around and threw herself on the old man, tears fell down with tears, and choked up: "Grandpa is back, don't go......"

The little girl's cry completely made the people in the rivers and lakes understand that it was only half an hour.

As soon as the master craftsman dies, the Han Mitch Sword will be equivalent to an ownerless thing, and there will no longer be first-class sects, families and other big forces to pay attention to.

"Everyone, everyone can fight for this cold sword, but please go out of the alley and make a move, don't hurt the innocent. ”

The warmaker who spoke before said again, he was about a year old, and he was a new second-grade warsmith on the long street of Tongling City, and he could create fine iron blades.

"What are you, you dared to fool me before!"

"Everyone can embrace the ownerless things, and I need you to be a saint!

"Yes, I'm willing to adopt!"

The alley boiled all of a sudden, and the faces of the middle-aged and middle-aged soldiers changed suddenly, these Jianghu martial arts scattered people were cunning, obviously guessing that the little girl might get some inheritance and wanted to get it.

On the roof, some of the so-called masters who had been observing for a long time were also ready to move, Su Qiannian frowned, he even caught a little obscene color from the eyes of some people, this is knowing that the battle for the Han Sword is difficult, and most of them are hopeless, so they have other crooked ideas.

In the shop.

The little girl who had fallen on the old man turned her immature little face, she grabbed the blue long sword on the stove, even if her palms were white from the cold, she bit her lip hard, she stumbled twice, the tip of the sword was barely raised, with a crying voice, shouted to everyone outside the shop: "You all leave, this is grandpa's sword, you are all bad people, you all go away, this is grandpa's sword......"

"Little girl, don't cry, Wu Qi adopted you and raised you for nothing. ”

This is a low, short and fat man who looks like he is about the same age, with a Wu hook on his back, and his mung bean-sized eyes turning, revealing a gentle smile, but the mouth full of yellow teeth is a little hideous no matter how you look at it.

"Wu Qi, you have a good idea, Lao Tzu lives in this Tongling City, naturally Lao Tzu adopted this little girl, and the sword was not needed, and it was left to the little girl to pass it on. ”

Another young man who looked to be about twenty years old spoke, dressed in a white shirt and holding a folding fan in his hand.

"Lu Ziji, who doesn't know that you are bold, but you don't have the courage to do the flower picking business, what kind of sword to heirloom, when you come to your mansion, it's not for you to handle. ”

Immediately, there were scattered people in the rivers and lakes who sneered, showing no mercy at all, and the white-shirted young man immediately turned gloomy.

"Get out, you all get out, I won't go with you!"

The little girl's face turned red angrily, tears fell down, her immature hands became more and more pale, the cold sword was born, and the casting material was extremely cold, and it was difficult for ordinary people to make it difficult for ordinary people to make it.

Some warsmiths hesitated and wanted to make a move, but there were too many people in the alley, and the martial arts of the rivers and lakes had always regarded human life as a mustard, not to mention a cold sword worth more than 10,000 taels, and a little girl who might get the inheritance of a master warmaker, even if she only had the essence of fur, it was a strange thing to live in.

They don't want to cause trouble in vain.

"The little girl is willful, and she will know the good of her uncles and uncles in the future. ”

The low and fat man Wu Qi rolled his eyes, and he was about to step into the shop, and at this moment, seven or eight people, such as the white-shirted young man Lu Ziji, also shot at the same time, wanting to grab the sword and grab the person.

Boom!

The sound of the sheath, the green light flashed, and the knife was sharp, so startled that Wu Qi's hairs stood up and stopped abruptly.

Burst!

With a soft sound, everyone saw that in front of the shop, a long cyan and simple knife appeared, and the blade of the knife was several inches into the ground, and it did not move.

"She said she didn't want to go, didn't you hear that? ”

A faint voice sounded, and everyone in the alley looked up, and at this time, on the roof, the people in the rivers and lakes who were hiding and overlooking were already like a great enemy, their eyes were solemn, and they stared at the young figure in the dark blue robe. They didn't care just now, they didn't notice at all when the young man not far away drew his knife out of its sheath.

"The kid is looking for death, how can you have the qualifications to speak here!"

Wu Qi narrowed his eyes, and then stepped over to hold the cyan long knife in front of the shop, his eyesight was not bad, and he could see that this long knife was extraordinary, and it turned out to be a sharp blade with broken hair.

Boom!

The long knife rose, as if it was held by an invisible hand, the cyan knife flashed, and it landed again, and Wu Qi screamed miserably, staggered backwards, and the hand that poked out fell from the wrist, blood gushed out, and the pain was deep into the bones.

"Knife Command!"

Some people exclaimed, their eyesight was extraordinary, and they were a little incredulous, which was clearly a skill that could only be barely mastered by second-rate people.

What the!

At this moment, the whole alley became silent, and when people looked at the figure on the roof, they were deeply frightened and awe-struck.

A young man who can perform sword control skills, a second-rate master!

"Those who cross the line, slash. ”

The young man's tone was calm, but there was no doubt, and it was even more like thunder when it fell into everyone's ears, which made many people in the Jianghu martial arts retreat even more.

On the roof, Su Qinian was silent, he had just used his spiritual power to interfere in the present world, and he controlled the sword to resist the enemy, just to be able to deter everyone, he had initially touched the threshold of interfering in the present world.

The next moment, Su Qianian stepped forward, raised his right foot, and then fell, and had already arrived in front of the shop.

Hiss!

Many hidden third-rate characters couldn't help but gasp, this kind of light skill, they couldn't reach it, so far, they became more and more convinced, the young man in front of him was a veritable second-rate master, most of them were from extraordinary backgrounds, had a great background, and couldn't easily grudge.

In front of the shop, Su Qinian's eyes swept in all directions, bright and pure-hearted, and those with evil intentions did not dare to look at him. (Ask for a monthly pass, genuine subscription support, at the end of the month, everyone has a monthly ticket to vote, in addition, you can add ten steps to the WeChat public account, directly search for ten walks, and there will be someone next month Queen Biography (Emperor of Heaven).) (To be continued.) )