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in the crowd.
Huang Rong was surprised by this look in Mr. Li's eyes. It was unlike any look she had ever seen in anyone else's eyes.
Dongfang Bubai's eyes held an arrogant and domineering air, while Yaoyue's eyes held a cold and aloof demeanor that seemed out of place in this world.
Her father's eyes symbolized an arrogant and unrestrained demeanor, but also carried a hint of regret.
Mr. Li's eyes are similar to theirs, yet not quite the same.
His eyes were like those of a celestial being, filled with disdain and contempt, yet revealing no emotion whatsoever.
If described in words, it would be like this.
“I’m looking at you, but you’re not in my sight.”
brush!
A flash of sword energy appeared, and the martial artist who was kneeling and kowtowing slowly collapsed.
A small red dot appeared between his eyebrows.
This is a new move created by Li Chengqian using the Flicking Flower Finger Technique combined with sword energy, making it very convenient to clear out the small fry.
The death of the wandering swordsman silenced the scene.
"Is anyone else begging for mercy?"
"Actually, the chances of you two going together are even greater."
Li Chengqian's ruthlessness completely extinguished these people's hopes, and in despair, they began to hurl insults at each other.
Zuo Lengchan, on the contrary, calmed down.
"Mr. Li, may I die beneath your sword, which travels ninety-six thousand miles?"
Faced with Zuo Lengchan's composure, Li Chengqian smiled slightly.
"I'll use a different tactic this time."
"Could you tell me the name of the move?"
"One Sword Immortal kneels down."
"Could it be Li Chungang, the Sword God of Snow, who made the Immortal Kneel with a single sword strike?"
"Yes."
"Hahaha!"
Zuo Lengchan laughed loudly, looking up at the sky.
"I never imagined that I, Zuo Lengchan, would witness the legendary 'One Sword Immortal Kneeling'."
"This trip was truly worthwhile!"
"You don't regret it?"
"Why regret it?" Zuo Lengchan's smile faded. "I, Zuo Lengchan, never regret what I do."
"In the martial arts world, the winner is always king and the loser is an outlaw."
"As long as I'm alive, I'll always have a chance."
After saying that, Zuo Lengchan brandished his heavy sword and attacked Li Chengqian.
Most of them scattered and fled.
These people don't care about face or dignity.
I'd kneel down and kowtow if it meant I could survive, but unfortunately, kowtowing was useless.
Seeing this, Li Chengqian lightly touched the ground with his toes and leaped into the air.
The origami fan in his hand seemed to transform into a peerless divine weapon, and at that moment, Zuo Lengchan and the others were all frozen in place.
Joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness were all on everyone's faces, and Li Chengqian remained quietly above them.
The dust on the ground swirled around Li Chengqian's body.
Li Chengqian's body began to lean forward, descending at a moderate speed.
However, Zuo Lengchan and the others did not react at all. Finally, the folded paper fan gently touched Zuo Lengchan's forehead.
The two forces retreated immediately upon contact, and Li Chengqian drifted back to his original spot like a falling plum blossom, his folding fan turning to dust.
Upon landing, Li Chengqian turned around and went straight into the inn, leaving only the still Zuo Lengchan and the shocked crowd behind.
"boom!"
After an unknown amount of time, a slight noise seemed to trigger a chain reaction, starting with Zuo Lengchan.
All 893 people turned into blood mist, without exception.
The onlookers all gasped in shock, because they felt they couldn't withstand or even execute such a sword strike.
Zhu Wushi took a deep breath, looked at the bright red ground in front of him, and slowly said, "It is said that Huang Yaoshi, one of the Five Greats of the Song Dynasty, is knowledgeable in astronomy and geography."
"Which school of thought do you think Mr. Li belongs to: Confucianism, Buddhism, or Taoism?"
Huang Yaoshi remained silent for a long time in the face of Zhu Wushi's question.
After a moment, a voice came from beneath the demon mask.
"Half-god, half-saint, half-immortal; a complete Confucian, a complete Taoist, a complete sage; his mind is full of profound mysteries; he holds both literary and martial arts, and holds up half the sky."
"Mr. Li is not within the human realm, but outside of it."
"Perhaps only he has the right to say that he is not part of the martial arts world."
After saying this, Huang Yaoshi walked out, intending to return to the Song Dynasty to find the Black Wind Duo.
As for how to deal with them, I haven't figured it out yet.
The people in the inn gradually dispersed, while some stayed at Ping An Inn.
Some people went to Ping'an Town, a mile away, to quietly wait for the next storytelling event.
Others return to the martial world, for while life outside the martial world is good, it cannot hold the hearts of every martial artist.
A small courtyard in a bamboo grove.
A figure in red stood quietly in the bamboo forest.
A gentle breeze blew, and bamboo leaves fell one by one. A lingering doubt remained in Dongfang Bubai's eyes.
When did I (Wang Nuo Zhao) fall in love with Mr. Li?
I've been staying at Ping An Inn ever since I arrived.
It has been more than a month now. At first, I just wanted to stay for a few days to get to know this strange man better.
Perhaps at some point, I developed a slight liking for him.
But I never thought I would stay here for the rest of my life, and I never thought I would feel at home.
Thinking of this, Dongfang Bubai raised the corner of his mouth and laughed, "I never thought that I, Dongfang Bubai, would have such little womanly thoughts."
"But even if he were a god, marrying Dongfang Bubai wouldn't be so easy."
"Are you getting married?"
A voice came from behind Dongfang Bubai. Startled, Dongfang Bubai turned around and unleashed a palm strike.
"boom!"
Several deep footprints appeared on the ground. Li Chengqian held the bamboo shoot in his left hand and looked at Dongfang Bubai with a resentful expression.
"Why did you hit me if you're getting married?"
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Upon seeing that the person who arrived was Li Chengqian, Dongfang Bubai's beautiful face was filled with terror.
"Mr. Li, what are you doing here?"
Upon hearing this, Li Chengqian's face darkened even more.
"What are you saying? This is my home. Where else would I be if not here?"
"No, I mean why are you outside? Your door is closed."
"Shouldn't you be inside?"
Li Chengqian took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.
"I do close the door when I'm in my room."
"Then you're saying there's a possibility that I'll close the door when I go out."
Dongfang Bubai: "
It seems to make sense.
"Why aren't you in your room? What are you doing out here?"
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“I saw bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest, so I dug some up. When I came back, I saw you muttering to yourself here.”
"I just called your name and you hit me. I haven't even asked you what you want to do yet."
Faced with Li Chengqian's complaints, Dongfang Bubai forced himself to remain calm and asked, "What did you just hear?"
"All I heard you say was about getting married."
"You're so boring. I'm not talking to you anymore. You've ruined my bamboo shoots."
Li Chengqian walked away muttering to himself, carrying the remaining bamboo shoots. Dongfang Bubai watched Li Chengqian's retreating figure, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
Perhaps he is the only one in this world who can control his own emotions.
After calming himself down, Dongfang Bubai headed towards the kitchen.
Huang Rong ranked third on the Song Dynasty's Rouge List, and was even personally appointed as a cook by Li Chengqian.
Her cooking skills must be exceptional; I'd like to see for myself.
in the kitchen.