Yan Dynasty forbids cultivating immortals

"If I want to tell the truth, I will tell the truth, and if I don't want to, I will tell a lie. You can care about it?"

Yang Qiyue wanted to scold him for being shameless, and he himself felt shameless enough, but it was quite embarrassing to be beaten by this child several times, and he really couldn't bring up his heart of respecting the old and loving the young.

No, that Shen Changliu was about to draw his sword again.

Yang Qi was so depressed that he also wanted to curse, but the sword light rushed towards him, so he could only run and hide in embarrassment, and he had to give in, "I said, little hero, please do well, don't keep catching you, Brother Yang, hacking and hacking!" Can you change someone else? I was wrong and I shouldn’t follow you, I’m wrong and I shouldn’t not tell the truth, can we talk it out if we have something to say?”

Shen Changliu didn't care about his nonsense, and kept chasing after him. The two of them fought all the way from one side of the river bank to the other. A three-foot bamboo stick, so that you can stand up with your hands, so that you won't be beaten to nowhere to escape, and there is a faint tendency to counterattack.

In the final analysis, it was still a long way to go before, no matter how advanced the martial arts are, age and experience also play a big role.For example, this kid can't make dirty tricks at first glance, and if he encounters something more vicious, he may lose his life.

Yang Qidou got tired, seeing Shen Changliu fighting more and more fiercely, his moves were all messed up, the sword was so fast that only phantoms remained, Yang Qi was in a bad mood, this little boy was controlled by the sword and went mad, he would have to consume himself to death if he didn't see the blood.

It was too late and then quickly, another sword stabbed towards him, Yang Qi closed his eyes, his heart froze, he was a little slower when the blade of the sword was stabbing towards him, the blade brushed against his chest, and broke open. The fabric left a streak on his chest, and when the blade saw blood, Shen Changliu's sword immediately slowed down.

Shen Changliu's head was still a little ethereal. Just now, he really couldn't feel himself at all. His ears were full of the sound of the blade piercing the wind. He seemed to be controlled by the sword, and there was nothing else but killing. , but saw a soft and silky purple veil covering his face with a strong fragrance.

"If you're young, don't play well and make sword gestures!"

Shen Changliu fell to the ground, Yang Qi carefully picked up the handkerchief and stuffed it back into his front, kneeling down to pat Shen Changliu's face.

There was no reaction at all, so I was relieved, the effect of this medicine was ready to bring down a cow.

The two of them fought all the way to the Yuequan River, not far away the Tongtian Pagoda in the Xu family's courtyard was still there, still glowing strangely under the bright moonlight.

Yang Qi's heart is as big as Taixu, and he can pretend to go anywhere in the world. Throughout the ages, he didn't care much about Shen Changliu's way of attacking when he disagreed.He just wanted to take a breather, so he sat down by the river, and after resting for a long time, he saw a river lantern fluttering down from above in the middle of the river. He was determined to do good things, and flew across the lake in the blink of an eye, and took the river directly. The lamp immediately turned around, stepped on the floating lotus with its toes, bent the branches, and didn't know which god was startled. With an order, all the toads from all over the world screamed, making a noise to death.

Yang Qi flew back with a paper boat and a lotus pod in one hand, and casually snapped a grain into his mouth. He didn't think it was tender, and his teeth were teething.The river lantern was folded into the shape of a boat, and he knew at a glance that there must be words inside. He patiently dismantled it and unfolded it into a flat piece of paper, only to see that the words on it were quite delicate.

"It's as white as snow on a mountain, and as bright as the moon among the clouds. I heard that you have two opinions, so you have to say goodbye to each other..."

Well, it's a girl's lover cheating on her.

Yang Qi didn't know what to say, so he folded the paper back according to the previous creases, and put it into the river smoothly.

Toad was still screaming loudly, Yang Qi had nothing to do, so he turned his head to look at Shen Changliu, the brat.Being dazed, he held the sword tightly in his hand, Yang Qi spent a little effort to pull the sword out of his hand, it was not a famous blade, but the edge of the sword was abnormally thin, there was a trace of blood on the blade, Yang Qi He touched the material of his torn clothes and comforted himself, tsk, it doesn't hurt at all.

Yang Qi had to look at Shen Changliu's hand. When he was holding the sword, the back of his hand was outside, and nothing unusual could be seen. Now the palm of his hand is spread out naked, and the cut edge and cocoon that can't see the sun are just exposed to the air. In the middle, although Yang Qi knew that it would not look good when he saw him feeding the knife with blood, he just didn't expect it to be so tragic.

One hand, the back of the hand is white, with well-defined muscles and bones, slender and imaginative, and in the palm of the hand, apart from layers of calluses, wounds of different sizes, new and old, spread from the fingertips to the root of the palm, and one directly penetrated Three palm lines, raised lines left after the scab fell off, like a terrifying centipede, one can imagine how tragic it would be when injured.

Yang Qi felt uncomfortable watching it.

"Hey, let me tell you, does your brother know you're trying to kill yourself like this?"

Yang Qi couldn't help kicking him.

Shen Changliu lay in the corpse and did not answer.

"Forget it, he will know later."

Yang Qi patted the dust and sat up from the ground, his waist sank, and he took a steady horse step, lowered his waist, grabbed the neckline with his left hand, and grabbed the belt with his right hand, thinking about the technique of carrying big bags on the pier in the past, "Hi yo" , as soon as he lifted the man up hard, he threw it on his shoulder like a sack.

"It's only a few catties and a couple of ounces. You haven't been weaned."

I don't know if Shen Changliu dares to say that when he wakes up, but at this time, he will say a few more words, and when he wakes up, he will only have to be beaten.

Carrying a human-shaped sack, he couldn’t fly anymore. Yang Qi strolled all the way to the bridge and saw a small boat. The waterways of Yuequan River and Qushuiting Street were connected together. .

"Your little friend, if someone else practiced sword, he would kill someone, but if he practiced sword, he would commit suicide."

Shen Changliu seemed to be waking up, and struggled to move on Yang Qi's body. Seeing this, Yang Qi casually made another hand knife.

"It seems that he has been nourishing the sword with blood for a long time, and if he takes the next step, he may become a sword puppet."

Chen Bi seemed to have known about it a long time ago, so he wasn't too surprised, and just took him over from Yang Qi, "Thank you Brother Yang for your help, and I will definitely come to thank you someday."

Yang Qi waved his hand indifferently, jumped back into the boat, picked up the penny, stuck it in the water, and the willow-leaf boat swung far away.The lights were shining brightly, and there was a beautiful reflection in the lake. He turned his head leisurely in the distance, "There is no need to thank you, but I just don't want you, my junior, to kill people when we meet again."