Chapter 89 Staying Overnight

The sky gradually brightened, and Shi Feizhe listened with relish to Shanxu's experience of being chopped by others.

In the past few years, Shanxu was chopped by a young hero three times and by a female hero twice.

It can't be said to be colorful, but it can only be said to have escaped death.

So much so that he now carries antidotes with him.

If it weren't for the antidote he brought this time, I might not have seen Shi Feizhe.

"So I said, it's not the swordsmanship that's the problem, it's your problem!" Shi Feizhe put out the fire and said to Shanxu.

Although Shanxu talked all night, his complexion was much better than before.

He said: "Hey~ I didn't do this before I practiced this swordsmanship."

"Is it possible? I mean, is it possible that this swordsmanship has brought incredible changes to me."

"From then on, it changed the trajectory of my life!"

"What a magical swordsmanship!" He sighed.

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At this time, you still blame the swordsmanship!

Swordsmanship is dead, people are alive!

Shi Feizhe rolled his eyes at him and said, "I'll go home first, and then go to the Mobei Desert. Since you're injured, why don't you come with me so I can take care of you!"

Just now he already knew that Shanwei came here because he also wanted to watch the duel between the world's number one and the world's number two.

Halfway through the journey, Xiao Tingkong suddenly attacked, making Shanwei quite embarrassed.

"Well... okay! There's still time!" Shanwei thought about it, Shi Feizhe shouldn't cut him... right!

Thinking that Shi Feizhe saved him twice, Shanwei felt relieved!

If Brother Shi wanted to cut him, he would have cut him long ago!

Although Shanwei was injured, it didn't affect his journey at all. For several years, he wandered between injury and recovery, making him extremely powerful.

Therefore, the two traveled day and night, and after three days, they finally arrived at a small hill near Zhaojiaji.

"Brother Shi, where is your home!" Shanwei looked around on the hill in confusion, but there was nothing.

Except for a flat land full of weeds.

"..."

Shi Feizhe stared blankly at the place that was just overgrown with weeds.

I didn't go wrong!

How come my big home is gone!

Where are the three houses that were promised? Why is there only flat ground left!

Where is the argumentative old man?

He walked along the weeds and could clearly see that the soil in this place was different from the others and more compacted.

He casually waved a few sword energies to break the soil, and then used the Blood Shadow Sword as a shovel to dig out a few tiles.

They were the tiles of his previous house.

From this, it can be inferred that someone seemed to have violently pressed the previous three houses and the small courtyard directly into the soil.

Judging from the length of the weeds, it should have been more than ten days.

So it seems that the old man who kept shouting that he was waiting to die was Yuan Jiuchong.

Sure enough, it was a lie for the old man to wait for death at home.

Going out to fight is the true nature of this old man!

No, you can leave if you want to, why is my house flattened too!

I spent fifteen taels of silver!

"Brother Shi, this is the Blood Shadow Sword! It's such a pity to use it to dig up the soil!" Shanxu saw Shi Feizhe digging up the grass with the Blood Shadow Sword, his eyes twitched, and he said:

"The Blood Shadow Sword was made by the master craftsman of the East China Sea. It kills people without blood, but it bleeds when you are hit! It is one of the famous swords in the world!"

Shi Feizhe flattened the dug soil with his feet and said, "I'll give it to you, but you don't want it! How can I use a sword as conveniently as sword energy!"

"Hey! Brother Shi saved me again, how can I be so shameless to take this sword again?" Shanxu said, "Besides, it's Xiaotingkong's precious sword, and it really reminds me of him!"

"..."

Okay, okay, you're reminded of him, so give me the sword, right?

"Besides, this sword is not as good as my sword!"

"..."

What a habit!

Speaking of that Night Blade, it seems to be buried nearby. Shi Feizhe was too lazy to pay attention to this birdman. He remembered that he had buried a knife before.

According to the mark made in his memory, Shi Feizhe also dug out the night knife.

With a "swoosh", the night knife came out of the sheath, covered with a layer of maintenance oil.

"One knife and one sword, I feel that my painting style is so strange!" Shi Feizhe looked at the night knife and the blood shadow sword, and felt that something was wrong.

Could it be that in the dark, he had to COS the knife maniac or the Xuantian evil emperor?

"Ah! Night knife!" After seeing the night knife, Shanwei also began to recall: "Ye Qiandeng doesn't like to drink, but likes to drink tea, especially likes Queshe!"

"The new tea is still clear, and the old people are gone!" He sighed with a rather literary youth.

Shi Feizhe has long been accustomed to Shanwei's chattering literary youth.

He is far from the old man with a quip and the online trolls he had seen in his previous life. Shi Feizhe listened to his words, but they went in one ear and out the other, like farting.

Now many people from the martial arts world are rushing to the Mobei Desert. There must be a gathering place for people from the martial arts world near the duel. I believe that this sword and this knife can be sold for a lot of money.

After watching the masters' duel, he will find a place to open a martial arts academy, which will require a lot of money.

A sword and a knife can just help the martial arts academy, which is perfect.

Now his body is full of true sword energy, and for some reason, his cultivation speed is faster than expected!

What is he afraid of the Ye family!

I can't beat the masters of the real person realm, and I can't beat the Ye family who covet the "Twelve-story Tower"?

That Bai Lian!

Shi Feizhe glanced at Shanwei who was still nagging.

"Brother Ye's swordsmanship is very special, one bright and one dark..."

"I know! I know! If you are my brother, I will chop you, right! You are Zha Zha Hui!" Shi Feizhe interrupted Shanwei's memories and said, "Let's go! Let's go to the Mobei Desert."

"Who is Zha Zha Hui?" Shanwei couldn't help asking.

"Just like you, someone who was chopped by his brother!" Shi Feizhe wrapped the sword and said with his shoulder on his back.

"Oh?" Shanwei suddenly became interested and said, "Did he also practice "Twelve-story Tower"?"

"No, it's because he only likes to play with Blue Moon!"

"What is that? Why was it chopped off?"

"That's a long story..."

The two chatted casually and walked towards Mobei.

Mobei is very far away. It takes thousands of miles to the north of Yongzhou, and the Mobei Desert is even farther away.

I really don't know why these two people chose this place.

Don't everyone have a peak of Huashan Mountain or the Forbidden City? That's so cool.

The Mobei Desert sounds like a place full of sand!

The two of them went north all the way, doing chivalrous things.

One day, they stayed in a villa.

The gate of the villa was quite grand, and the plaque on the villa read "Fugui Villa".

What's strange is that the one who opened the door was actually a woman.

She looked quite thin, but she was very strong. Wearing a blue-gray long gown, his features were quite delicate and pretty.

"I'm a passerby passing by here. Please stay for a night. I'll pay for the room!" Shi Feizhe said with a fist.

"Go, go, go..." The woman saw Shi Feizhe, looked at him, frowned, and said unhappily, "We don't let you stay here!"

"Oh! Sorry to bother you!" Shi Feizhe didn't say anything, and turned around to leave with Shanwei.

"Wait..." The woman saw Shanwei, and suddenly her eyes lit up, saying, "You can't do it, but this gentleman can!"

Three knives, three swords, three... How can knives be as convenient as sword energy!