"Between the two generations? It is said that the Chinese sword fairy can only be blessed by planting grandchildren. I didn’t expect this thing to really exist! " Chen Mengxuan obsessively walked into the fruit and held it in his hand, whispering like a dream, "If you give this fruit to the owner of the house …"

Her voice is very small, even though Chen Shaobai has a keen ear, she has captured the words "prolong life by 20", and everything else is unclear.
But this is enough. After the information explosion in the past life, he didn’t understand the truth that "every man is guilty of carrying his bag"-although this fruit is not him, who can guarantee that the master and servant will not be greedy and kill people?
Chen Shaobai quickly regressed a few steps away from Chen Weila.
Qiang Qiang!
As soon as he retired, he saw Chen Wei’s drawn sword in his hand. He immediately took the longbow behind him and took his right hand. It seemed that he casually took two rough arrows and offered his closet means without hesitation.
Whoosh Whoosh
In no particular order, the two arrows are connected into a long line, and it is Chen Wei’s right shoulder that almost covers up the bowstring plucking sound.
Lianzhu Arrow This is an arrow skill created by Chen Shaobai by virtue of his many years of hunting experience in the mountains, drawing on many means of hunting for possession and combining his previous life knowledge.
Even Chen Shaobai, a proud white tiger hanging from the mountain forest, has died before. What’s worse, the other person is a mortal?
If these two arrows really hit her, I’m afraid they can directly smash their shoulder blades and ruin their future, but the other side has no psychological burden at the moment when they draw their swords in Chen Shaobai.
However, Chen Wei’s real fighting capacity has greatly surprised him, or …
The world fencing power is far beyond Chen Shaobai’s cognitive range.
Chapter II Gas Therapy
In the face of the terrible arrow, Chen Wei did not retreat but advanced. He stepped forward with a jerk and the sword in his hand bloomed.
"Like a crossbow, like a sword, like an arrow"
Chen Shaobai mind suddenly jumped out of this sentence.
An ordinary sword with a handle seems to have been given life in the hands of Chen Wei, such as Cang Lang’s j and ng quasi-biting renju arrow, and then twisting and licking the tip of the green ox tongue in a flash, bringing up a strong breeze and twisting the first arrow into powder in the blink of an eye.
The blade turns again, and the wind is strong.
Bang!
Rough arrows and swords burst at the same time, and sawdust and iron flowers scattered on the ground.
"This little beast has great strength!"
His beloved sabre was destroyed by two arrows. Chen Wei’s eyes were full of Y and N haze, but he didn’t stay much, but pointed to the sword and moved to Chen Shaobai’s front and gently pointed to his left chest.
"This is the real fencing? It is terrible to be able to defend the enemy by wind, even if it is scattered and not condensed! "
The keen eyesight exercised by hunting in the mountains all the year round made Chen Shaobai discover the mystery of the opponent’s swordsmanship in the flint, but the victory and defeat of life and death in the battle were in a flash, so he couldn’t think much.
Feel the rhythm of the airflow of the other finger. Chen Shaobai’s pupil instantly contracts into a dangerous needle-like shape. As he quickly retreats, he will summon up all his muscles and smash it according to the other finger sword. Although it is very disciplined, it is also amazing. No one will doubt that this punch invades Xing.
However, the fact is far more absurd than imagined. Chen Shaobai’s iron fist derived from fencing on the other side did not even resist half a breath. He felt that his hand was numb and he became stiff when he breathed.
Two veins stood out all over his fingers and stamped heavily on his chest. When Chen Shaobai heard a scratching sound, he felt like there was a water bag exploding in his body.
"The heart is bursting!"
When he realized this, his breath suddenly weakened and his consciousness gradually blurred, and a few fragmented words seemed to come to his ears.
"Cheng Wei! How can you … "
"Two young lady this Jin Roh: The Wolf Brigade ambition bow before … if you don’t kill him this grandchild fruit news once released …"
"Is he dead?"
"This man was hit by my Xuanji sword, and his left chest pulse has been cut off."
"That … you find a place to bury him. He is also a talented person named Chen. If he was born in my Chen family …"
Burst!
Splash
A cold touch comes from the skeleton of limbs to make the brain awake from lack of blood. Chen Shaobai knows that his heart is all over the crack around Chen Wei’s finger strength, and all the large and small blood vessels burst, fearing to live again.
Man is dying, but his face reveals a hint of self-mockery, Se.
"If we can see the magic of fencing earlier, today is definitely not the end!"
"Old Chen Wei of Muxi City remembers you. If you come to Ri today, you will be blood out!"
"Miao hasn’t been raised yet … it’s really unwilling …"
Many distractions disappear with life in my mind, but unwilling can’t stop death. The memory of the two generations flashed before my eyes like a fleeting glimpse, and the final picture was frozen in the scene before he crossed.
The skill interface in "The Sword and the Chivalrous Man" was sprayed into his brain like a grain.
For a moment, Chen Shaobai felt that a huge amount of information was forcibly stuffed into his brain, and it stung violently and suddenly. Even though he and the world were extraordinary in will, he could not support it, so he simply fell into a coma.
……
Cold and trembling
Chen Shaobai suddenly opened his eyes, shook his hands, grabbed the densely covered river and struggled to climb the shore, exhaled and breathed moist and refreshing air.
Half ring put his hand on his chest in disbelief and felt the healthy and powerful beating and temperature of his heart. He finally confirmed that he was still alive.
"The heart was ringing off the hook …"
A sharp pain came from the palm of your hand. Chen Shaobai bowed his head and glanced at it. It turned out that it was cut by sharp gravel when he just climbed the shore. The wound was bleeding like a pig, and there was a red and sweet heat.
He bent down to clean up the wound, but suddenly he felt the palm of his hand suddenly hot, and an itch like a million ants eating their hearts gave birth to an uncomfortable grin on the wound.
However, after itching lasted for three breaths, it receded like Hao water, and then the wound was scabbed and healed.
Chen Shaobai rubbed the dark red Se scab and saw her face as white as new skin.
"gas therapy!"
The scene in front of him triggered a piece of information in his mind, and when his dark eyes lit up, he instantly understood everything.
It was "Qi therapy" that saved his life-the first skill in the game "The Sword and the Chivalrous Man" that Chen Shaobai was playing before crossing.
This message of gas therapy has been hidden deep in his soul, and the condition for activating it has a serious injury.
Chen Shaobai couldn’t help laughing bitterly at the thought that the record of being proud and injured over the years turned out to be a cocoon, but then Lenovo wouldn’t be able to make the rest of the skills in Xianjian Chivalrous Man active after ri, and blame demon fairy for being intimate?
"The swordsmanship is focused on Yuan Wanjian tactic … if you can get these abilities, it’s as easy to deal with a mere Chen Wei as eating and drinking water."
Thinking of those mysterious skills like magical powers in the game of the Fairy Sword and the Chivalrous Man, Chen Shaobai has some passionate habits and falls into fantasy.
Gollum …
The intense hunger interrupted the otaku, and when he woke up from his hysteria, he was frightened by his sudden thought.
"Cheng Wei is ruthless and skillful in swordsmanship if he wants to hurt Miao Miao …"

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