Chapter 1543 1515 Similar

Chapter 1543 1515. Similar

When Lan En and the others walked slowly and stood under the corridor outside the court, the situation inside the court was full of sight.

Wuming was holding a wooden naginata sickle in his hand and was fighting an old warrior wearing a sword suit and holding an ordinary wooden gun.

Lan En raised his eyebrows, thinking that this was very unusual.

Because the wooden naginata sickle on Wuming's hand is obviously a style specially used for practice.

This special mechanism-deformed weapon has always been something that has spread from Chu Ye’s crowd.

Most samurai have never even heard of it in their lifetime. How could they have ready-made practice styles in the temple of Tianshou Pavilion?

Although judging from the texture of the wooden naginata sickle, it is already an old product. But this further shows how long this thing has been lying in the temple of Tianshou Pavilion.

It also shows how long-lasting and long-lasting the relationship between Tianshou Pavilion and Chu Ye and Yizhong is.

Simply put, when they took out this thing and let ignorance practice, they were no longer acting.

Minghuang told Wuming: We have a lot of connection with Chu Ye Yizhong, want to know? Then win five consecutive victories.

And with his simple character of ignorance, it is natural to plunge into it.

"Suck~"

Qilin, who was standing in the courtyard outside the corridor, shook his head and took a breath, then turned his head in the direction of Lan En and the others, and turned it over with the velvet ball on his head.

"Boss, you're here too!"

The velvet ball raised his paw and said hello.

Although the old warriors who could not understand what they meant, they clearly heard the sound of Ellucat talking, looked back with some confusion at this time.

The magic of the kilin and velvet balls was already circulated by people in Tianshou Pavilion at last night's banquet. The old warriors have also seen strong winds and waves, and have a high acceptance of these two magical creatures.

But when the warriors turned around, they suddenly saw a majestic figure that was so tall that it was even covered by the sun behind them!

".!"

In just a moment, the two old warriors in front of Lan En stood up with their hair visible to the naked eye!

And under normal daily clothes, the sweaty muscles suddenly tense! Holding the handle of the wooden knife at his waist!

At the same time, the foot made a sharp friction sound with the wooden floor coated with tung oil. Without thinking, the body spontaneously flashed four or five positions to the distance!

For martial arts masters, being touched by someone so close to him hasn't discovered that it is already a horrible thing like a ghost story.

Not to mention Lan En's physical body-type deterrence and the oppression brought by this force.

The more master you are, the more violent the reaction will be in this kind of scene.

The two old warriors who flashed out with the rapid speed of Yanan hunters subconsciously pulled out half of the wooden knife from their waists.

At this time, as the wooden knife rubbed against the belt, reason slightly returned to their frightened minds.

The images of Lan En and A Xiu were reflected in their eyes, and the two of them had no hostility to move were even more reassuring.

The scene became quiet for a moment.

The two old warriors who reacted the most violently because they were too close to Lane, breathed a sigh of relief and inserted the half-pulled wooden knife into the belt amid the friction.

"It turned out to be the princess and the acting city lord."

An old warrior with a bald head and Buddhist beads hanging around his neck was the first to speak out. This outfit looks like a devout Buddhist. Maybe he became a monk, but I don’t know which school I believe in in Japan.

"Haha, Yukinosuke you both! You are so scared like a rabbit!"

The words of the old monk warrior broke the embarrassment and tension in a timely manner.

After all, the two old warriors just now looked like they were going to do something. Although they were helpless due to fear, they were still suspected of "colliding with the master family".

If it were Saito Dozo, these old samurai probably didn't care at all.

After all, they are all old friends who live in love.

But although they were also looking at the old man born in Shu Chiyo, the current princess was just recovered decades later.

They were not sure about the princess' temperament.

Not to mention the man who is by the princess who doesn’t know what specific foundation is.

"We are not timid people!" One of the two old warriors who were scared away just now, first shouted at the monk warrior dissatisfied, then turned around, and the two bowed toward Lan Eun and A Xiu together.

"But I'm really sorry, Lord Princess, acting city lord. I'm really incompetent just now."

"No, it's nothing." Lan En waved his hand with a smile, "It's better to say that I'm very surprised that you can have such a big reaction."

Everyone is actually a master with keen spirits!

No one present showed his confusion because everyone could understand what Lan En meant.

Ah Xiu didn't know what expression to do at this time, so she just smiled and nodded to them with Lan Eun's actions.

It feels very gentle.

The old warriors looked at her and were slightly ecstatic at the same time.

"It's really like that woman."

Such a low murmur came from them.

Immediately afterwards, the old warriors looked at Ah Xiu's midfielder at the same time.

There, the short knife with the snakeskin sheath was hung horizontally, revealing the hilt from the clothes.

Then, the eyes of several old warriors floated to the ignorant chest again?

If it weren't for Lan Eun's keen senses, he might not have noticed the slightest eyes of these people.

After all, they are just a group of good players, and it is an instinctive habit to cover up the movement of their eyes, and the route of sight shifting is really too unconnected.

According to Saito Dozo Saito's short sword, according to Saito Duosan yesterday, was reassembled with the blade head after his sword was broken when he was young. It is completely normal to make these old warriors feel emotional.

But what is in the ignorant chest?

Lan En looked at Wuming's chest.

From an aesthetic point of view, it can only be said to be concave and convex.

Of course, Lan En likes more majestic and higher-spec sizes, so his attention is not on aesthetics.

He saw the ornament around Wuming's neck.

It was a metal disc the size of a fist, strung with red hemp rope.

If you look closely, you will find that it is a disc-shaped hand guard on a Japanese knife, which was removed and made into an ornament.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

The broken knife head is made into a short knife. Could it be

Lan En looked at Wuming with a strange expression, then looked at A Xiu and the old warriors.

He walked into the scene and approached Wuming and asked tentatively, "Let me confirm that Wuming, you have met Daosan Saito, right?"

Wuming was strangely seen by him, and coupled with the fatigue of fighting just now, he said angrily.

"Of course I have seen it, otherwise, will I, a person who reports the news, still have to repost it? I said, "Don't you think you can find a second princess in trouble?" I never thought I would have such a blessing. .”

Ignorance only finds it absurd.

While wiping the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, he gave Lan En a blank look.

But after Wuming finished speaking, he found that the old warriors present were all silent.

"Wait!" Wuming stuttered in panic, "No, right?"

In the end, it was the bald monk who wore Buddhist beads and stood up with a subtle expression and said.

"It's true. You have nothing to do with the three great masters of Dao. At least in terms of blood, it's certain."

"There is nothing on blood relationship, so what else." Wuming frowned and looked at the monk warrior.

"The rest are things that you can only say after you have won five consecutive victories." The monk samurai smiled Zenly, "Or, do you want to regret the promised thing?"

"Hmph." Wuming snorted coldly, but no longer wanted to continue asking.

However, the monk warrior saw that the acting city lord was still looking at his old brothers with interest.

So I knew that there was no more leak today and probably the other party would not let go easily, so I had to sigh and say a few more words.

"You call yourself the leader of Chu Ye Yizhong, right? But in fact, are there so few Chu Ye Yizhong like you?"

Wuming raised his head suddenly, and even his hands that were wiping sweat on his forehead were frozen and forgot to put it down.

The monk samurai shook his head: "I won't say much, we'll talk until you win. But I have a piece of advice, I think I can give it to you first."

"What advice?"

"It's not the one wearing the traditional protective gear of Chu Ye Yazhong, or Chu Ye Yazhong, young man." The monk swears, "If you see a gangster and a chaotic army, wandering around the ruined village and human corpses. Chu Ye arrows in between."

"Just kill me."

"Don't think about getting to know each other, nor do you think about getting involved. That's just a group of bandits with Chu Ye Yizhong's martial arts, weapons and armor knowledge. Kill people and monsters. As long as you have money, it's for them to get it. That's no difference. Don't be unable to do it."

As he said that, several old warriors bowed to Ah Xiu and Lan Eun one after another, and then left the dojo.

It seems like I have to rest at noon.

Only thoughtful ignorance was left, and he stood in the dojo with a naginata sickle.

"His words, what's the case?"

Lan En lowered his head and asked about ignorance.

The thoughtful look of the demon hunter did not prevent her from answering.

"Yeah." Wuming nodded, "It must have been decades ago. Chu Yeyizhong had a big change and split."

"I said before that I don't understand [Ninety-Nine Weapons] and many other techniques, and it's all because of that change."

"I don't know what's specific, but I know, it seems that everyone has differences in their future plans. Some people insist on killing monsters and continuing to be monster hunters. Some people have already let go of their hatred and don't want to fight to the death. Then everyone goes their own way."

"Listen to his words," Wuming pointed to the old warriors' backs away. "The wave of people who don't want to do it seem that they have not put down their skills, but their skills are not only targeting monsters."

This made Lan En understand it immediately: it’s similar to the cat school among the demon hunters.