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Chapter 59 Sword Immortal?(1/2)

The night is as dark as ink.

In the dark night sky, there was not a ray of moonlight.

There is almost no light on the Erhai Lake, and there is only darkness ten meters away.

Only the deck chair where the boy fished during the day was still lying there quietly.

In an instant, a figure appeared out of thin air, carrying a pole.

After putting away the carrying pole, the boy did not leave immediately.

Instead, he lay on the chair again, quietly looking at the invisible mountains and rivers in the distance.

This trip was quite perfect.

Now that there are coins from the heavens, martial arts have also increased a lot.

But the boy always felt that something was wrong there, and there was an awkward feeling.

After a long time, the mist wetted my clothes, and the dark clouds covering the moon slowly receded.

When the moonlight fell, the young man finally came to his senses.

"It turns out that I am also a layman!"

Smiling to himself, the young man left here and strolled towards Xueyue City.

People are all curious.

Especially for people like Zhang Liang who lived in an era of information explosion in their previous lives, if they didn't receive a lot of information every day, they would feel like society was derailed.

Maybe it's also a desire, a desire to control.

Even though I can't do anything, I just want to know.

In the world of Tianlong, the boy did not know the original development of the story.

This is nothing.

But the problem is that he also interfered in the development of the story, and the final result is still unknown.

This is a bit uncomfortable.

Although I made money, I no longer felt a sense of accomplishment!

In Fengyun World, he probably remembers what happened.

After the transaction, I also witnessed the story of Nie Feng and Mingyue.

There is a beginning and an end.

But now, apart from the transaction, he doesn't feel any sense of participation.

More importantly, he didn't know what would happen next, or what would change because of his joining.

It was as if, just as he was about to show off, he was forcibly interrupted.

This feeling is really uncomfortable.

But after understanding all this, I also let the young man know that he is still a normal person.

He has the desire for expression and control that normal people have.

However, this is also normal.

In business, after making enough money, don’t you need a sense of accomplishment?

Without follow-up, this business will fail.

Of course, in addition to personal desires, there is a more important reason.

That is, he can't find his own position.

On the surface, he is just a businessman.

Not participating in the plot, harvesting from both sides, which is quite good.

But as a person in the world, how could he not participate?

When you do business with the characters in the plot, you are already involved, it just matters more or less.

More importantly, the first two times were fine, and I didn’t participate much in depth.

But what happens next!

What if you encounter something you're not used to?

What if you meet someone you like?

What if someone likes you?

In the end, the boy did not think of a specific answer.

But he remembered a sentence, anxiety and worry existed in the past and future, but not now.



"Hey, it's good to have come here."

It's late at night, almost midnight.

The boy was walking on the street. Not far away, a 'butterfly' had just completed its transformation.

Break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly, reborn.

It's just that it's not convenient to disturb you at this moment.

"It's good to be in a comfortable place."

Talking to himself, the young man returned to the small courtyard.



Poppy Little Courtyard.

Looking up and outside, she seemed to see a familiar figure.

Ye Ruoyi lowered her head and looked at the cocoon clothes beside her. Finally, Ye Ruoyi lay back on the bed.

"See you again tomorrow!"



"Guo Guo!"

The next day, when the boy was sleeping soundly, the little cotton-padded jacket couldn't wait to shake Zhang Liang awake.

The sound of excitement can knock off the roof.

"Yaya, what's wrong?"

"Guo Guo, when did you come back?"

"I just came back and Yaya screamed!"

"Oh, then Guo Guo, let's sleep a little longer!"

"Get up when you wake up! Come on, practice sword fighting with me after dinner."

A cold voice sounded, and when he turned around, he saw it was Sikong Qianluo.

"Is Kenshinzuka forging swords so quickly?"

"No, I specially found a pair of swords from the Xueyue City treasure house.

Although it is not psychic, it is no worse than the Gentleman and Lady Sword in The Legend of the Condor Heroes."

"good!"

The beauty invites you, how can you refuse!

The sword practice that Sikong Qianluo mentioned refers to "Love in the Fallen City".

On the night of the engagement, the boy's birthday gift to Qianluo was also an engagement gift.

After Sikong Changfeng saw this swordsmanship, he specially sent people to the Jianxin Tomb to spend money to order two swords that were connected to each other.

I just don’t know how the sword is made now.



Touch! Touch! Touch!

In the courtyard, the two swords collided, but they seemed to be in sync with each other.

It can be seen that Qian Luo's sword moves are very skillful.

At first glance, it seems that I have been practicing in private for a long time.

Seeing this, the young man couldn't help but feel sad because she obviously liked to practice shooting.

He turned to look at Qian Luo and smiled at each other.

Slowly, under Qian Luo's guidance, the young man's sword became better and better.
To be continued...
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