It's late at night.

Under the moonlight, a man came from the south, a young man wearing a straw hat, with only one left arm and the sleeve of his right arm was empty, with a long sword behind him, and the scabbard was shining with an antique charm under the moonlight. He held a grass in his mouth and came to the town gate in a swaying manner.

"stop!"

Two Tianchi infantrymen raised their hands to stop him: "Who?"

“Gentle.”

He tweaked his hair and showed a handsome smile: "Gentle, respectful, frugal, gentle."

"What are you doing in the town?"

"fight."

Wen Liang narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Fight with the demon clan!"

The two infantry hurriedly checked the list of expected visits for the next few days.

As a result, when I saw this name in the first line, I immediately looked respectful. One of them clasped his fists and said, "It turns out that Wen Jianxian has arrived. Please, our inn has reserved the Jianxian room. When we arrive at the town inn, we can report the name."

"snort!"

Wen Liang grinned: "It's better to be famous than meeting? Is my gentle appearance so incompatible with my handsome and elegant appearance?"

The two infantrymen looked dark and clasped their fists together: "There are chic, the sword fairy, the sword fairy is romantic, the sword fairy is invincible..."

“It’s almost the same.”

Wen Liang walked into the town staggeringly and looked around, as if he was a thief, to see who had the cucumbers in the vegetable garden were growing very well, and to see which widow had collected the clothes in front of the door. He was very concerned about the customs and life of the people in the town. Until he arrived at the back street, he saw Gu Zixi drinking and eating hot pot on the second floor of Baiweixuan.

"Oh, I have something to eat!"

Wen Liang stepped out of the air, and a wisp of sword energy appeared under his feet, soaring upwards and landing in the chair opposite Gu Zixi.

"ah!?"

Gu Zixi was just thinking about the appearance of his sweetheart sitting in the chair, but in a blink of an eye he became a sloppy one-armed sword-carrying man. He was so angry that he raised his hand and slapped him!

"Wait!"

The other party hurriedly shouted: "It's your senior brother Wen Liang, it's your senior brother Wen Liang!"

"ha?"

Gu Zixi looked carefully and found that this man had the sporadic style of Senior Brother Wen Liang back then, so he frowned: "Wen Liang, have you left the Master's Sect? Which senior brother of mine is my one? Besides, what about your...what's your arm?"

"Oh, it's a long story!"

Wen Liang looked sighing and raised his hand and shouted: "Waiter, drink wine and chopsticks! Why are you so blind to see me!"

The boss Jia Chong immediately put on chopsticks and drinks. In the past few days, there have been too many big people in the town, more than the total number he has seen in his life. There are at least two digits in the imperial court alone. Now, as long as you dare to step into the restaurant, there is no small person, so Jia Chong is even more careful, for fear of offending any big guy, his life will be gone in the blink of an eye.

...

Wen Liang picked up a piece of tripe that Gu Zixi had just washed down with chopsticks and said, "A few years ago, I passed the snowy area of ​​the northern border and killed the demon. I ran into a thirteenth realm ascension monster. That was so fierce. When I made a move, it even triggered the atmosphere of the world. It was so powerful. Fortunately, your senior brother Wen Liang is also a fierce man. When the monster bit my arm, he directly summoned a flying sword to the guy and gave a hero a broken arm. So what if I feed him an arm? I am Wen Liang or Wen Liang!"

Gu Zixi narrowed his eyes and said, "Just blow, can you leave alive when you meet the thirteenth realm monster?"

"Didn't this feed him an arm!"

Wen Liang picked up the lettuce slices that Gu Zixi had been rinsed for a long time with chopsticks, put them in his mouth and melted, and smiled and said, "The 13th-level monster may think that the 13th-level monster tastes good, and I wish I could get a feast for me, but your senior brother Wen Liang refused sternly. He cut his sword on his forehead and left with a sword. You said it was fierce or not. The 12th-level monster beat the 13th-level monster and even cut his forehead with a sword!"

"Just blow..."

Gu Zixi smiled and said, "This trip... is among the five?"

"Um."

Wen Liang smiled and said, "Where are you? You sent from the Academy?"

“Not counting.”

Gu Zixi took a sip of wine and said, "I won the competition between my fellow disciples and brothers in the twelve levels in the palace."

Wen Liang frowned: "The eldest brother is only one step away from the Thirteenth realm? Will he not be able to beat you? Look... It's the old masters in the school who cherish their talents and don't want the eldest brother to die. On the contrary, you Gu Zixi will never forget her in your life. If you can't kill the inner demons, you will naturally never think about the Thirteenth realm in your life. In addition, the school really needs to send a Twelve realm with some strength. Who will you Gu Zixi send if you don't send?"

Gu Zixi frowned: "Do not drink alcohol, get out if you don't drink alcohol!"

"Drink."

Wen Liangzi drank a glass and smiled and said, "Have fun!"

"And you?"

Gu Zixi said: "After Brother Wen Liang left the master's sect, he became a sword immortal who traveled around the world. You didn't even want to care about the affairs of the school, and you didn't want to take on the big beam given by the teacher. Such a lazy person, why are you going to the Snowland Tianchi? Are you going to die?"

“Not necessarily.”

Wen Liang wiped the oil from his mouth and smiled, "After leaving the master's sect, although I was a sword immortal on the mountain. With a sword, I always felt... I felt empty in my heart, no more of the laughter of my brothers, and no longer had the nagging of my husband, and I felt like a lonely ghost. So... After the Great Shang Dynasty issued the mountain manifesto, I recommended myself. The Wenhou was also a wise person to recognize the beads. He took a look at my sword immortal Wen Liang at first glance and called my name."

"Then you'll die!" Gu Zixi said.

Wen Liang slapped the table: "Don't let your dog fart! What does it mean to die? If I, Wen Liang, win, will be Wen Liang, the great sword immortal who killed monsters for the people of the world. If I, lose, will be Wen Liang, the great sword immortal who died in the world!"

"snort!"

Gu Zixi grinned: "Isn't even a Thirteenth Realm? Is he so embarrassed to add the word "big" in front of the Sword Immortal?"

Wen Liang laughed: "You have to care, it's big or small!"

“…”

Wen Liang has always regarded himself as a senior brother, so Gu Zixi's heart is also like a mirror. Perhaps after so many years of traveling abroad, the one-armed sword immortal is really tired. So Gu Zixi said softly: "Senior brother, if you and I are alive in this battle, please follow me to go back to the school. Kneel and admit your mistake in front of the teacher. Mr. will definitely not blame you. After all, for so many years... When the teacher mentions you, he will always say that among so many disciples, Wen Liang is the most sensible in swordsmanship, and the fight among the brothers is also the most fierce. After so many years, there has been no one getting used to it when you are fighting in the master's sect without you in front of you."

Wen Liang wiped his mouth and smiled, "Let's talk about it, if you and I are alive, I will go back and kowtow to the husband and admit my mistakes. If I die, you will take my body back and admit my mistakes. If the bones are gone, you will take my sword blade back and admit my mistakes. The husband recognizes my Qinglu."

"That's not necessarily the case."

Gu Zixi smiled and said, "If my senior brother is not dead, but I, Gu Zixi, die in battle, please take my corpse back and buried it in the bamboo forest behind the palace. There is a breeze and the sound of reading. I would like to stand there forever and watch everyone."

"Phoa, crow's mouth!"

Wen Liang smiled and said, "What if we both died in battle?"

“Hahahaha~~~”

The two raised their glasses together, touched them gently on the hot pot, and said in unison: "Fuck you, I have to trouble him, sir, to collect the body of us together!"

...

A few days later.

In the early morning, he stepped into the town. He was a young man around twenty-five years old, wearing white clothes, quite young and handsome. He was obviously a sword cultivator, but he did not fly into the snowy Tianchi Lake with his sword. Instead, he climbed up the stairs from the south of the mountain step by step, saluted one by one with the soldiers coming and going on the road, walked to the hillside, and bowed to Su Shanjun in the Shanjun Temple.

"Emma..."

Su Shanjun couldn't sit still: "It's almost the thirteenth level of sword immortal, why are he still so polite?"

He hurriedly walked out of the temple and saluted the young sword immortal from afar.

...

After the young sword fairy stepped into the town, she was still harmless, attracting a group of big girls in the town to watch. They all smiled and said that they hadn't seen such a handsome young man in the town for a long time. The young sword fairy's face turned red, and she ran all the way with her sword in her arms, almost hitting a farmer carrying manure and watering the fields, and apologizing to others.

"well……"

The pair of brothers sitting on the branch were speechless. Wen Liang held a grass in his mouth and smiled at the bottom: "Yan Beichen, tell me, the youngest sword immortal in the world, the best sword in the world, one person takes over half of the sword in the south, the flying sword magic power is powerful, the sword heart is also stable, everything is good, but it is so polite, making us all look like big and rough. What do you want? It's not enough for half of the girls in the world to like you, want everything?"

Yan Beichen turned around, couldn't help laughing, and immediately bowed to the tree, saying, "It's Gu Zixi and Wen Liang, Yan Beichen is polite!"

"It's a polite thing!"

Wen Liang grinned: "If you are so polite, please drink!"

Yan Beichen was stunned: "You're drinking early in the morning? I'm going to the military camp to see Chen Wanli, Chu Huaixi, Shao Shiyu, Lu Fengxian and other lords. Let's talk about it after seeing him?"

"Say nonsense!"

Wen Liang said: "You brother Wen Liang asked for wine and you refused. Then where can I put my Wen Liang face? Are you considered polite?"

"It makes sense..."

Yan Beichen bowed again: "Let's go, please drink with you two, please stay drunk!"

...

In the distance, Tianchi Army Marshal's Mansion, on the big banyan tree.

Chu Huaixi and Huang Ting met the Tianchi Lake in the snowy land on the tree. Looking at the three people drinking together in the distance, Chu Huaixi smiled: "Yan Beichen, Wen Liang, and Gu Zixi are all the best people in the world!"

"yes!"

Huang Tingyu said: "At a young age, the twelve level, especially Wen Liang and Yan Beichen, the twelve level sword cultivator, it's too difficult to practice. These two kids... are really good, it's a pity to die."
Chapter completed!