Volume II Winter Lake Chapter 205 Because I recognize it, I draw my sword
Volume 2: Lake of Winter Chapter 205: Because I recognize it, I draw my knife
Liu Yiqing was stunned, but she was not furious because of Ning Que's words. Instead, she showed such a look in her eyes. She explained calmly: "I have been sitting quietly on the cushion these days. Although I didn't intend, it always affected the cleaning of the academy.
Clean, so I try to do it myself, but it’s not worth admiring.”
Ning Que didn't expect that the other party was not angry. He was surprised and naturally became alert, but his expression was not shown at all in his words. He smiled and said, "I am more used to using brooms."
Liu Yiqing laughed slightly, thinking that he really wanted to start talking again? It seems that Ning Que will never miss any opportunity to disturb the other party’s mood as the rumored one.
However, just as he was about to reply, Ning Que suddenly lowered his smile on his face, lightly brushed the front of his yard with his left hand, and placed his right hand in the air in front of him. He looked at Ping Jing and said intently: "Please."
The posture he posed was very imposing, and the calm and focused expression on his face, coupled with the extremely concise word "Ask" immediately attracted applause from the onlookers.
The change in the atmosphere of the steep peak made Liu Yiqing narrow his eyes slightly.
According to the practice world's description of Ning Que, the Thirteenth Mr. of the Academy, this is a person who is cruel and determined to face the enemy, but is accustomed to nonsense and kid-like bickering.
The Xiling Temple Judgment Department once made such an evaluation: All nonsense and childish impulses are Ning Que's tricks and are the means he used to disturb his opponent's mood.
Liu Yiqing has a very in-depth analysis of Ning Que's temperament, so when Ning Que said that ridiculous sentence that was enough to make many people feel confused and even vomit blood, he could be calm. He had even made it ready to be
I was ready to talk to this person for a long time in front of everyone.
However, he did not expect that the other party was so direct and simple today.
Could it be that the other party was in seclusion in the cliff cave and practicing hard for three months, and there was really some kind of adventure and luck?
Liu Yiqing looked at Ning Que vigilantly, turned around and walked towards the clean and dust-free blue brick floor. As he stepped out, his emotions gradually returned to his original absolute calmness.
Ning Que also walked into the venue and waited quietly.
Everyone's eyes moved from the side door of the academy to the blue brick floor as the two walked.
While no one noticed him, Sangsang walked out of the side door.
Perhaps because of Tang Xiaotang's identity as the Demon Sect, Chen Pipi and her did not appear.
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Liu Yiqing raised his left hand and held a green steel sword of ordinary style between his slender hands, covered in mud.
He raised his sword and looked at Ning Que, and said without any emotion: "I know your most powerful weapon is an arrow, so I'll use a sword."
Sangsang stood under the green tree on the side of the field. He listened to this sentence, untied the heavy luggage behind him, put the big black umbrella aside, found the dark iron arrow box, and prepared Ning Que to speak, so he sent the arrow box over.
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Ning Que didn't speak.
He looked at the ordinary green steel sword that Liu Yiqing held in his left hand and slowly raised his eyebrows.
Because he recognized this sword.
Two years ago, he and Sangsang rented a shop in Linsuo 47 Lane and opened Lao Bizhai. At that time, Lao Bizhai's business was very deserted, so he clearly remembered that Lao Bizhai
Who is the first guest?
It was raining in Chang'an that day.
Under the eaves outside the Lao Bizhai, there was a middle-aged man sheltering from the rain. The man was wearing an open-minded blue shirt, with handsome and free-spirited eyebrows and eyes. When he smiled, he could illuminate the dark rainy days.
The middle-aged man was the owner of the shop and had a sword tied around his waist.
Ning Que can clearly remember the middle-aged man, of course not just because he was the first guest of Lao Bizhai.
On another rainy day, a middle-aged man came to Lao Bizhai with an oil-paper umbrella. At that time, Ning Que was squatting on the ground to eat noodles. The middle-aged man squatted beside him and said a few words to him.
"I'm going to kill someone."
"I need someone around me."
Because of these two sentences, five hundred taels of silver notes and the instructions of Xiao Heizi, Ning Que followed the middle-aged man into a rainy night, into the dilapidated streets and alleys of Chunfeng Pavilion, which had not been renovated, and then they began to kill people.
They killed people side by side until they were killed all of them, and they walked back to Lao Bizhai and ate a bowl of fried egg noodles.
The middle-aged man had a very arrogant surname and a very gentle name.
His surname is Chao, the dynasty of the Tang Dynasty.
His name is Chao Xiaoshu.
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Ning Que and Chao Xiaoshu did not meet many times.
But he remembered Chao Xiaoshu, and he would never forget it in his life.
He also recognized the seemingly ordinary green steel sword of Chao Xiaoshu.
But the sword was held in the hand by Liu Yiqing, a powerful man from the Southern Jin Dynasty, today and reached into the spring breeze.
This is not the Chunfeng Pavilion.
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Ning Que looked at the sword, and after a moment of silence, he said, "I don't use arrows today, I use a knife."
For some reason, he did not ask Liu Yiqing the origin of this sword.
For some reason, Liu Yiqing took the initiative to raise the sword.
"You recognize this sword?"
Ning Que said with a nod to the head: "This is the sword of the old Chao of Chunfengting."
Liu Yiqing looked at him and said calmly: "Don't you want to know why this sword is in my hands?"
After thinking about it, Ning Que said honestly: "I want to."
Liu Yiqing seemed to be satisfied with his answer and said, "The Old Chao of Chunfeng Pavilion... It's a very delicious name. On that rainy night in spring two years ago, I think the taste of Chunfeng Pavilion should be bloody at that time. You may all
I forgot that I had killed a Nanjin sword master."
Ning Que silently recalled the scene on that rainy night. Although there were too many people killed by Xiaoshu and him that night, the powerful Nanjin sword master was not so easy to forget.
He murmured, "It turns out that man... is a disciple of Jiange in Nanjin."
Liu Yiqing said expressionlessly: "That is my elder brother's personal disciple, but he died tragically under the joint efforts of you two. This matter always needs an explanation, and he defeated me at Xiaoshu, so his sword is in me now.
I have one left in my hand, so I waited for you at the entrance of the academy for three months.”
Since seeing the sword, Ning Que's eyebrows have been slightly raised, even when he answered honestly, but he did not fall down. However, when he heard Liu Yiqing say that he was defeated by Xiaoshu, his eyebrows suddenly fell down, and his expression was
It was extremely calm and even made people feel a little cold.
Liu Yiqing said: "Do you want to know where Chao Xiaoshu is now?"
Ning Que's tone was still very honest: "I want to."
Liu Yiqing looked at him and said, "Then show your true strength and fight me. No matter what the outcome is, I will tell you what you want to know."
Ning Que suddenly laughed, after thinking for a while, he turned around and walked towards Sangsang under the green trees on the sidelines.
Liu Yiqing thought he was going to get the terrifying iron bow that was rumored, and smiled proudly.
Ning Que walked to Sangsang but did not move.
He was not here to get the 13th arrow of Yuan, but to take another thing that Brother Six had just done for him.
Because at that moment, he was going to kill this Southern Jin swordsman named Liu Yiqing.
But when he walked to Sangsang, he suddenly changed his mind.
Because sometimes living should be more uncomfortable than dying.
So he walked back to the venue from Sangsang.
Liu Yiqing looked at him with empty hands and frowned slightly and said, "I want to see your real state."
"I said I don't use arrows today, just knives."
Ning Que stretched his right hand into the air, looked at him calmly and said, "Because you are not worthy."
Liu Yiqing was still not angry and asked indifferently: "Who is worthy of it?"
"My iron bow shot past Prince Longqing, and the aisle craziness is not as good as these two people, so you are not worthy."
After saying this, Ning Que took a deep breath, tightened his mouth, held the hilt of the knife behind him with his right hand pointing toward the sky, and slowly pulled out the long and shiny black, shiny and traceless thin knife.
His movements were very ordinary and casual, but he was firmly uninterrupted.
Just like what he did when a middle-aged man in a blue shirt drove his sword in front of him and killed the enemy without any defense in close proximity and did not hesitate to deliver his life to him.
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Liu Yiqing clearly noticed the changes in Ning Que's aura.
His emotions did not change at all. His clothes, covered in dirt and dust, floated with the spring breeze, and his whole body was like a sword washed by spring water to an extremely bright light.
His most respected brother once told him that no matter what kind of enemy you face or how changes your enemy will change, all you need to do is just pull out the sword and then stab it into the other person's body.
So Liu Yiqing calmly pulled the Qinggang Sword in the middle sheath, and then stabbed straight towards Ning Que's body.
Straight thorns, like sticks, like willows that live in time and no longer sway.
There is no sword intent, nor is there a flying sword roaring through the air.
This is the easiest sword.
But it is the most powerful sword.
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The Southern Jin Jian Pavilion is different from all the sword-cultivating sects in the world. What you practice is not the art of controlling swords.
The disciples from the Jiange never use their mind power to control the essence of heaven and earth, and then use the essence of heaven and earth to control the natal sword.
The disciples of Jiange only trust their own hands holding the sword.
Their most powerful sword technique is the sword in their hands.
The sword is in the hand and does not need to be controlled by the heaven and earth vital energy at all. It can directly condense the heaven and earth vital energy around the sword.
This is the sword path of Liu Bai, the world's most powerful swordsman.
The sword is in the hand, and it is wielding a river.
If you are invincible one foot in front of you, you will be invincible thousands of miles away.
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The loneliness in the past years in my hometown’s private school, the cold eyes I received after coming to Jiange, the thoughts and gains of sitting quietly in front of the academy for three months, including the sarcastic and contemptuous eyes of the Tang people, the comments that made him angry but did not make him feel unrelenting.
, and the deepest pride in my heart, all melted into this sword.
Such a simple sword poured into Liu Yiqing's lifelong cultivation. The air before the sword edge suddenly collapsed and avoided the surroundings, and an absolute vacuum appeared.
The few green leaves that were dancing in the sky could not fall on the clean and dust-free blue brick floor, and turned into powder.
The energy of heaven and earth outside the side door of the academy shocked violently, condensing and pouring into the sword body in his hand, and then seeped out of the sword's edge, and suddenly became a wind and thunder, whistling.
In an instant, Liu Yiqing flew across the distance between the two.
The sword tip was holding wind and thunder and directly blasted Ning Que's face.
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(This is Chapter 6, I'm crazy, so... There is also Chapter 7, I'll go to bed after writing it, and when will I go back? I really don't know. Let's try to get it before 8:30, because after waking up, I have to continue