MTL - History’s Strongest Shopkeeper-Chapter 71 Sell ​​tickets

Ximen blowing snow quietly came in, and it was a little different from usual. On the cold and frosty face, there was a trace of sorrow.

Who is he?

He is a sword god. He studied sword at the age of seven. He has achieved success in seven years. He has not yet reached the enemy. The swordsmanship is superb, and the sword road is sharp and sharp. He can make the fairy gods and spirits move. He is close to the realm of God because he is ruthless.

However, what can make him sad?

"Tonight, I will fight with Ye Gucheng. If I lose, I will use everything I have in exchange for the happiness of one person. The shopkeeper doesn't know if it is OK?" The face of the frosty Simon blows snow, and his eyes reveal a hint of tenderness. God is no longer God, because he moved, this is a sword **** who has fallen into the dust.

"Who?" Zhou Yang asked, although there was already speculation in the heart, because there are those who can really care about Ximen blowing snow.

"my wife."

Ximen blew the cold and cold road. He was afraid. Ximen Blowing Snow never thought about the emotion he would worry about one day. However, on the eve of his decisive battle with Ye Gucheng, he realized that his love for his wife was beyond his imagination. He worried if it was When he was killed, no one would take care of his pregnant wife.

Zhou Yang gently nodded, and some doubts, "Why are you more than a sword?"

Ye Gucheng, a man next to him, once had a sigh of loneliness.

Therefore, participating in the plot of the king of the South Wang Shiquan to seize the position, preparing for the opportunity of the battle between the Forbidden City and the West Gate blowing snow, all the inner palace guards were transferred, so that the king of the South King seized the throne.

The reason why this is done is because the swordsmanship has been degraded, and there is no need for it. The feeling of being high is not overwhelming and the loneliness is overwhelming. Therefore, to achieve greater ambition, it can be said that in order to pass the remaining boring life.

Is it true that Ye Gucheng now believes that there are no rivals in other worlds?

"Because he is a lonely city." Ximen blows the snow and faintly, the real swordsman, once decided, must have a beginning and a end, not to mention, there will be a battle between them.

After that, Ximen blows the snow and turns away without a trace of drag.

This is the West Gate blowing snow!

Such as the snowy white clothes.

Such as the snowy white sword front.

Such as the snowy side of the face.

As lonely as snow.

There is dirt in the heart, and the sword will be weak!

The current Ye Gucheng heart is probably removed from the dirt, Zhou Yang can not be sure, the final outcome.

On the full moon night, the forbidden shackles, a sword comes west, and the sky flies.

Zhou Yang can't help but talk to himself. This is a confrontation between two peerless swordsmen. Unfortunately, Zhou Yang can't go. The world needs more than a thousand worth points.

After the conversion of Zhouyang to Maoshan Road, the value of the body is running low.

"Right, you can sell tickets." Zhou Yang eyes slightly turned, can not help but think that these two peerless swordsman showdown, there will be many peerless swordsmen, I hope to see.

"The full moon night, the forbidden shackles, a sword to the west, the sky outside the fairy. Ye Gucheng and Ximen blowing snow will fight the Forbidden City tonight, anyone who wants to watch, only need to pay a hundred points." Zhou Yang issued After the announcement, I was quietly waiting for the arrival of others at Wanjielou.

Swordsman world.

Yue Buqun has already sneaked the sword in his hand and said it is good.

"The sword is cast by the millennium cold iron, blowing hair and breaking hair, the sword front is three feet four, and the net weight is seven pounds and three." Yue Buqun runs to the top of the mountain and secretly practice this line every day. modeling.

Because the time from the Wuyue sword is getting closer and closer, and then do not hurry to practice, how can we compare the force of the loneliness of the upper lobe.

I recalled it again in my mind. At the time of Ye Gucheng’s expressions and movements, Yue Buqun changed his position again.

"The full moon night, the forbidden shackles, a sword to the west, the sky outside the flying fairy ······" Yue Buqun face slightly twitching, this is how long, I thought the dialogue that I just practiced is already very high Forced-grid, now, even in the Forbidden War, the contest in the palace.

With this unique downfall, this force is far beyond everyone, how can they think of this place?

Originally, I heard that the heroes who shoot the heroes in the world, in the Huashan sword, feel the cows - very high, now only feel that they are like that, there are too many mountains in the world, but the emperor is so one, the palace is also Then one, this is the place where the real masters compete.

Waiting for the Five-Year Sword to change a place, where is it?

Yue Buqun has some frowns. In the palace, this group of people, I am afraid that even a corner of the palace is hard to come by, and it is directly destroyed by the army.

"Or go to the windshield first." Yue Buqun has some helplessness. The value of 100 is in his opinion. It is already a very large number, far beyond his ability to pay.

Yue Buqun walked toward the back hill. Since the wind and the Qing Dynasty were defeated in the hands of Ye Gucheng, they closed their doors in Huashan, and wanted to get rid of the shackles of the Du Gujiu.

However, it is so easy, the solitary sword is one of the most advanced swords in the world. In these years, Feng Qingyang has already indulged himself in the solitary sword. If there is not much chance, he will probably live forever. It is difficult to get rid of the figure of the solitary sword.

"Is the wind master uncle?" Yue Buqun just ran to the back hill and shouted.

He does not know where the wind is clearing.

“What?” Feng Qingyang walked out of a cave with a trace of exhaustion.

Yue Buqun looked at the wind in front of the eyes, and the white wind was messy. The white clothes were stained with stains, and the eyes were dull. Was this the fairy sacred bones of the past, the uncle of the world?

Now, it seems that it is the same as the roadside.

"Wind Master Shu, Ye Gucheng and Ximen Blowing Snow will be in the Forbidden City than the sword, I wonder if you go to watch?" Yue Buqun asked cautiously, now it is completely holding the thigh, can you report it, and completely look at the thigh.

“Ye Gucheng and Ximen Blowing Snow?” The wind is clear and the face is bitter, that is, the two young people, one person has already defeated him, and the other person may not be under him.

"But, I don't have money, do you want to ask me to go?" Feng Qingyang suddenly turned his face and asked.

Yue Buqun's face can't help but twitch. "Faist, you have one hundred and two silver, I have it, but I don't have a value point."

"Uncle Feng Shi, you still have to trade the Du Gu Jiu Jian. The last time you saw it, the descendants who have been defeated by the loner have appeared. Who knows if they have traded? You don’t trade now, you will be alone. May fail, there is no certain value point, how do you go to other worlds." Yue Buqun stunned.

"Well, I will go now." The wind cleared the surface and shivered, and disappeared with the Yue Buqun in Huashan Mountain.

The **** of the gods and the world.

"The sword is cast by the outer star stone, the hair is broken, the sword is three feet five, and the net weight is five pounds and three." Guo Yan holds a blue sword in his hand and said to Guo Fu, who is standing opposite. The two are just doing the usual. Learn from each other.

Guo Fu heard that ~www.novelbuddy.com~ is also a serious face, "Sword is a thousand iron forging, cutting iron like mud, Jianfeng three feet seven, net weight six pounds three two.

Before the competition, the quality of self-reported weapons has become a trend in the world of the gods and heroes. If you do not self-report the quality of weapons before the competition, you will be taken care of, and shame will be compared with you.

"Well, wait a minute." Guo Wei looked at Guo Fu, who was about to rush his sword, and shouted.

"The full moon night, the forbidden shackles, a sword to the west, the sky outside the flying fairy ······" Guo Yan's big eyes could not help but shine, "Sister we went to the roof to compare."

Guo Fu, "······".

Passionate swordsman ruthless sword world.

In a small restaurant.

A man in white, sitting in a corner, drinking slowly without anyone.

He is tall and looks very handsome. He just looks very awkward, looks sick, and bends from time to time and coughs. It seems to fall down at any time, but it will never fall.

His eyes were covered with wrinkles, and every wrinkle seemed to fill the sorrows and misfortunes of his life, only his eyes were young.

This is a bizarre eye, as if it is aquamarine, like a willow branch blown by the spring breeze, gentle and flexible, and like the sea under the summer sun, full of pleasant vitality.

"The full moon night, the forbidden shackles, a sword to the west, the sky outside the fairy ... · · · · · White man smiled slightly, eyes full of interest.

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