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Xu Qianqiu was wearing Xiudong, carrying two jars of wine, pushed the door open, and smiled with a smile:

"I think you seem to be quite idle, so it seems that you and I are quite right."

The white fox's face slowly turned around, shifting his gaze from the mural to Xu Qianqiu. The Spring Thunder Knife was half sheathed, and his murderous intent was everywhere.

His Highness the Crown Prince smiled embarrassedly and said, "I'm talking about embroidered winter and spring thunder!"

This little fox can't be teased easily, and if you are not careful, you will instantly get furious.

The paintings hanging on the wall are "Dunhuang Feixian".

In the painting, sixty-four Dunhuang Feixian wore five jewelry crowns, either headed for Taoist temples or tied with round buns, with beautiful bones that looked like clear, with smiles on their eyebrows and eyes.

The person in the painting has a naked body, a ribbon on his shoulder, holding musical instruments such as flute, flute, reed, sheng, pipa and qin, and soaring upwards, floating in the air.

The fairyland is nothing more than that!

Many people once entered the pavilion to observe this portrait and learned the way of dual cultivation.

Some people also realize that they have abandoned distracting thoughts in the world, and have no woman in their hearts, so they are naturally destined to draw their swords.

Xu Qianqiu saw it and realized nothing. The only feeling was that the characters in the painting had a little stiff movement, which was not as vivid and fascinating as the illustrations of erotic novels.

The knife returned to the sheath, and the white fox moved his face a few steps to the side, staring at the flying Dunhuang on the top of the southeast corner.

The woman, Dunhuang, was wearing a fairy treasure bracelet and holding a phoenix-headed guzheng in her hand.

After looking carefully, I found that this daughter of Dunhuang was only one look.

Xu Qianqiu had already seen this portrait, but when he looked at it again, he felt more and more boring.

Xu Qianqiu put the wine jar aside, took off Xiu Dong from his waist and handed it over, and asked:

"Do you realize something?"

The white fox shook his head with his face, took Xiu Dong, hung it around his waist, with a puzzled look on his face and said:

"Not borrowing?"

Xu Qianqiu smiled and said, "I have ordered someone to find a knife from the Wudi City of the East China Sea. It is very compatible with him. This knife will be returned to you."

Nangong Pushe turned sideways slightly and asked in surprise: "Take it off from the head of Emperor Wu's city?"

Xu Qianqiu nodded.

It seems that there are still too many secrets hidden in the person in front of you.

Nangong Pushe suddenly realized that the longer he had come into contact with him, the more he could not see him clearly.

Before she could speak again, Xu Qianqiu admitted: "I am the first person in the world."

The world's first floor?

Although Nangong Pushe was in seclusion in Tingchao Pavilion, he also knew about the major events that had happened a few days ago.

The world's first floor besieged and killed Wang Xianzhi in the Wudi City of Donghai, but suddenly changed his plan and wanted to recruit Wang Xianzhi into the world's first floor.

Now, he can take away the sword and weapons from the head of Emperor Wu’s city in just a few words.

Could it be...

Nangong stopped his thoughts in time and stopped thinking about it.

There are some things she doesn't need to know, nor do she want to know.

After all, I am also a knife practitioner, so I asked curiously: "What's the name of that knife?"

Xu Qianqiu poured two cups of wine, picked up one of them, touched it lightly, drank it all in one go, and said slowly:

"Deer-cutting knife."

Upon hearing this, the white fox exclaimed slightly and frowned and said, "The world's number one knife!"

Deer cutting knife:

During the disputes between the six countries and the chaos of the nine countries, the legitimate descendant of the famous sword-making master, Mrs. Xu, was built with Xu Luzi, who spent his whole life to avenge the destruction of the country.

Its name means "to be separated from the deer, and the world will chase it together, and only the victorious ones will get the deer and cut it."

Yu Liyang assassinated and fled seriously.

Twenty years ago, the deer-cutting sword reappeared in Wudi City, but was defeated by Wang Xianzhi.

Slaughtering suicide to sacrifice the sword!

Since then, this knife has been hung on the top of Emperor Wu's city.

Countless masters went to draw their swords, but all failed.

The knife is two feet and three inches long and weighs thirty-two pounds and six taels.

The scabbard is elegant and old.

It is the world-famous divine sword.

The blade is bright and bright, like a pool of autumn water. There is no blood on the knife, the blade is like a rainbow, and the blade is crystal clear and blood is not touched.

There is no sword in the world that is as sharp as a deer-cutting knife.

If a person holding a knife can combine the sword and the strong sword light can blind the master's eyes.

In exchange for powerful strength.

The power, the magical part, cannot be described in words.

Its glory is only available in the world.

The deer-cutting knife is accompanied by a terrifying murderous aura!

The blade is light blue, and the blade light is also light blue.

Not dazzling, nor eye-catching

The knife is like a green rainbow, and there is no blood.

The knife is unsheathed, and the evil spirit is invisible and imminent.

It is recorded in the book that when Emperor Wu fought at the city, the light green sword light flew up like a green rainbow, and suddenly, a dragon roar flew into the sky. The moonlight became brighter again, just because the sword had been sheathed.

The top ten famous swords in the world, ranking the sword score, and the deer-cutting sword ranks first. Although it is quite controversial, it is still above the embroidered winter in spring thunder.

"Can you lend me a look?"

Xu Qianqiu nodded and said, of course.

The two of them drank a few glasses together, and they felt it was quite troublesome to pour wine, so they picked up the wine jar and drank it against each other.

With a little drunkenness, the white fox suddenly asked with a face: "It is said in the world that if the deer is cut, the master who can draw out the deer-cutting knife is his master. If the second young master cannot pull out the deer-cutting knife, what should you do?"

Clinking glasses with him and drinking another sip, Xu Qianqiu said wildly:

"It's simple, either, I'll deform that kid until I can pull out the deer-cutting knife.

Or, I melt the deer-cutting knife and recast it!”

Nangong Pushe's cheeks turned red, and he was already a little drunk. He smiled and lost the frosty breath of the cold fairy. He gave him a thumbs up and said:

"You are still so domineering!"

Seeing Xu Qianqiu seemingly stunned, the white fox's face changed slightly, and he was angry. Yes, it was the anger of the woman when she was acting, and she was slightly out of control. She said:

"I am a man, I'll see what I see. If I see too much, I'm afraid that you will be mentally distorted and will go wrong."

He said again: "If you have the idea of ​​playing with your little husband and have thoughts about me, I will unsheath your swords and castrate you!"

Xu Qianqiu subconsciously closed his legs, making a chill.

On the edge of the bookshelf, above the table, the two of them sat cross-legged, and drank with each other.

The white fox face's drinking attitude is really not like a woman.

"Xu Yizhi, you are so casual and tell me your identity as the first floor in the world. Are you not afraid that I will betray you?"

After drinking, I finally asked for my doubts.

Xu Qianqiu's mouth was bitter and said, "In this world, count it carefully. I have enemies all over the world, but I don't have many relatives and friends. You can count them one."

The white fox's face has a charming curve, but he doesn't speak.

I just raised my head and took a few more sips of wine.

Drinking so heroically, I should be a friend to Xiao Feng.

Soon, six or seven pots of wine were drunk by the two of them, without a drop left.

Xu Qianqiu had half a pot left in his hand, and the white fox face reached over to ask for wine.

Xu Qianqiu looked at the slightly red face, meaningful, and said, "You want what I have drunk, too?"
To be continued...