The latest website: "He still has a face. If I were him, I would have gotten out of Chang'an City a long time ago," the young man next to him snorted coldly.

"After all, people's legs are broken, how can I live out of Chang'an?" someone said strangely.

However, the beggar in the corner remained unmoved.

Just turning his back to everyone, quietly looking out the window, quietly drinking the wine in his hand.

"Smelly beggar, didn't you hear me talking to you?" The leading young man stepped forward, slapped the glass in front of the beggar, and said lightly.

"Is Dazhou's Linjian Academy now so unbearable to recruit people?" The beggar slowly raised his head and said lightly.

His voice was hoarse and not angry, as if his mood was stagnant.

"Do you dare to mock me at Linjian Academy?" the young man said coldly.

"Look at how you look like a trash right now. If it weren't for your master's order, you wouldn't be allowed to die.

Do you think you can live till now?

A thing like a dog, do you think you are still the sword mad of the year? "

"Sword Madness is just a title given to me by others. I didn't care a long time ago."

The beggar said calmly: "I am just an ordinary person with a sword."

"With a sword, can you still afford a sword now?" the young man mocked.

"There is a sword in my heart, and the sword will last forever," the beggar replied.

The young people snorted coldly, unable to refute the beggar's words.

After all, they are all sword repairers.

Only one of the young people said again: "Li Zi, the Great Zhou Dynasty has already flourished, and your remnants of the previous dynasty will one day be intolerable.

Suicide is better than someone else kills, and it does not insult your former sword madness. "

The voice of the young man fell, and the beggar did not reply, only the sound of chopsticks falling from nearby.

Xie Changliu slowly raised his head and looked at the beggar sitting in the corner dreamily.

The disheveled hair covered the whole face of the beggar. He couldn't see the other person's face clearly, but said softly, "Long for a month, hanging on Dongxi Pine."

The voice fell, and the beggar also looked up at him.

"Master?" Xie Changliu asked tentatively.

"You, are you back?" The beggar finally said, the hair scattered on both sides of his face, and he finally saw his face clearly.

It was a face too old to look directly.

His face is full of wrinkles and gullies, dense wrinkles cover the entire face, his eyes are muddy, and there is no trace of essence.

His lips were chapped and thin like a walking dead.

"Master, why did you become like this?" Xie Changliu asked incredulously.

He stepped forward, but was stopped by those young girls.

"Do you know him?" the leading young man looked at Xie Changliu and asked.

"Get out of the way," Xie Changliu said coldly.

"Yeah, my temper looks bad," the young man laughed unmoved.

"You know him, then you should be a remnant of the previous dynasty, now come with us."

The voice of the youth just fell off, only to hear a loud "boom".

Xie Changliu hadn't produced the sword yet, but the little sword intent of the scabbard burst out, directly knocking the young man out of the second floor.

The window bars shattered, and the young man fell heavily on the street facing the street.

"Do you dare to hurt Senior Brother Ming, who do you know we are?" The other young people hurriedly distanced themselves, drew the long swords from their waists, and looked at Xie Changliu vigilantly.

"I don't know, nor do I need to know," Xie Changliu said lightly.

"I only know that whoever blocks me will end up just like him."

"You, you wait, we won't stop with this matter in Linjian Academy," a young man let out a cruel word, and the others hurriedly left the inn.

Xie Changliu took the old man and came to Xu Zimo.

"This is my master. During the three hundred years of my practice in the Ming Empire, he has always taught me kendo.

Lead me to get started," Xie Changliu introduced.

"Sit down," Xu Zimo waved his hand and said with a smile: "You master and disciple haven't seen me for a long time, don't care about me when you renew the old."

Xie Changliu nodded and asked, "Master, how come you have become like this?

And who are those people just now? "

"Old man Li Zi, one of the unknown," the old man first introduced himself to Xu Zimo.

Then he replied: "When the Ming Empire was destroyed, you knew you could do nothing, so you left here, ready to travel around.

But I chose to stay. "

"I know this," Xie Changliu nodded.

"The establishment of the Great Week is faster than we thought, and the prosperity of the world will come earlier.

I have lived here for thousands of years, and I have gradually become accustomed to the replacement of the new dynasty. "

Li Zi sighed and said, "In the past thousand years, my swordsmanship has become more and more powerful. I often learnt swordsmanship with others, and was called a sword mad.

About thirteen years ago, the new emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty invited two swordsmen from nowhere, and said that he would create a school.

The master and deputy master of the Academy were the two unknown swordsmen, and this proposal was opposed by many people.

There are three thousand swordsmen in Chang'an, anyone can forget, but I can't avoid my sword madness. "

Speaking of this, Li Zi sighed again, "I hadn't been meditating at the time, and I couldn't see through the mundane glory.

He volunteered to compete with the two swordsmen.

The veins were destroyed, a few failed, and even this leg was interrupted in that battle. "

"How could this happen," Xie Changliu took a deep breath.

"Then why don't you leave this Chang'an?"

"They didn't allow me to leave Chang'an, nor did they allow me to die," Li Zi laughed.

"Why?" Xie Changliu was puzzled.

"Do you remember the sword classic?" Li Zi asked.

"Naturally," Xie Changliu nodded.

"Regardless of the years, Ren Fengge is also mad but also Ren Zhen."

Speaking of this, Xie Changliu also reacted.

"They came for the sword canon."

"As long as they don't get the sword canon, I will never die," Li Zi replied.

"Look carefully, there are countless eyes watching us now."

Xie Changliu looked around, but below the inn, there were a few people walking strangely.

Although it was very secret, it couldn't hide the eyes of his sword god.

"Can we stay here for a few days?" Xie Changliu asked, looking at Xu Zimo.

"How many days?"

"Three days," Xie Changliu said, "I can handle this matter in three days."

"Okay, UU reading www.uukanshu.com" Xu Zimo nodded.

"Long stay, you don't have to worry about this," Li Zi said quickly.

"You leave Chang'an as soon as possible, this is their world, the master does not want to hurt you."

"At the time the Ming Empire was destroyed, there was nothing I could do.

If the person I love most dies, there is nothing I can do," Xie Changliu said in a little silence.

"Master, you are half a father in my eyes.

Don't leave me powerless this time. "

Li Zi nodded deeply. As a swordsman, he knew that Xie Changliu's kendo had been suppressed for too long.

Need to be released, Jianxin must be tempered.

The three of them were chatting, and there were footsteps coming up from the second floor.