In the lobby.

The guests stared at Zhu Yeqing in a daze, some who had been watching him just now, and some who had not noticed him before.

People don't know what he was going crazy.

"you......"

The baby was about to reach out to support the bamboo leaves.

Zhu Yeqing suddenly stood up suddenly, pushed the doll's body away, and said angrily: "I don't want you to help me. Do you think I'm blind and my martial arts are completely lost?"

He shouted: "Xiaoyun, I heard that even the swordsmen of Hainan Sword Sect were defeated by you, so I came here this time to duel you!"

"That's all rumor, it's fake. I poisoned them first and then took the opportunity to defeat them."

Xiaoyun gave an explanation casually. Over the past year, he had already said these words very skillfully. With these words, he gained the sneering of many people at him, but he also avoided a lot of trouble.

Zhu Yeqing held the table and said, "I don't care. Anyway, I have to regain my sword skills today and defeat you!"

"Get my sword!"

Zhuyeqing shouted and said.

No one handed him a sword.

"Where is the sword? Where is my sword?"

The doll looked at him with tears and said, "Your sword has been pawned long ago, otherwise where did we get the money we have to travel here?"

Zhu Yeqing shouted three times, cursing: "Crazy woman, you clearly said you would take me with you, give me a sword quickly!"

Xiaoyun stared at him quietly and said, "I'll give it to you, can the wooden sword be?"

This is the wooden sword he has used in the past year. Sometimes he will perform some sword techniques, but he rarely uses the Thirteen Death Swords and the Bodhidharma Sword Technique.

He could not forget other sword techniques, but he could not forget these two sword techniques.

Zhu Yeqing rushed over in two steps and asked, "Do you have a sword? You gave me the sword, what do you use?"

Xiaoyun said: "I don't use a sword."

Zhu Yeqing's face turned red and she gasped, and said, "Do you think I will take advantage of you? Do you think I am a blind man, so you don't take me seriously?"

Xiaoyun shook her head and said, "No."

Zhu Yeqing said: "What is that for?"

Xiaoyun said: "If you are a martial arts, no matter whether you are blind or not, I will not take you seriously. So I don't want to fight you."

Zhu Yeqing laughed furiously, holding the wooden sword handed by Xiaoyun, shook it casually, and took out three sword flowers, which were listed on the top, left and right.

"Did you see it? My swordsmanship has not regressed much!"

The sword flower he played was indeed not bad, and he was very skillful.

Then he used another move of "Jiulong Going to the Sea", stabbing straight at the base of Xiaoyun's thigh, shouting: "Look at the move!"

Bang!

Xiaoyun picked up a wine pot and gently penetrated it, so that the handle of the wine pot could pass through the tip of the sword. Then he passed by with cleverness. The wooden sword suddenly stopped in the air and was extremely moving.

Zhu Yeqing kept moving his right hand, and used a lot of effort to twisp the tip of the sword, trying to stab it.

"What weapon are you using? What a despicable person, you clearly said you don't use weapons!"

His arms trembled, almost pressing his entire body on it, and his upper body twisted into a strange shape.

Bang!

The silver bottle suddenly broke, and the wine spilled all over the floor, splashing far away.

Zhu Yeqing picked up the wine pot, but lost his balance and fell to the ground. The tiger's mouth at his hand was twisted red, and he still held the wooden sword tightly.

The baby was about to help him, but he said in a panic: "Go away quickly and stay away from me. He must have sprinkled some venom! Don't get it!"

"That's wine, not poison!"

Zhu Yeqing was very grateful to have survived the disaster, and murmured: "Is it wine? It turns out that it's not poison."

He stood up again, pointed his sword at the direction where a little cloud stood, and said, "The winner has not been decided just now, come again..."

No one answered him.

The guests seemed to have seen a lunatic who was entertaining themselves.

They had already seen that Xiaoyun could block Zhu Yeqing's sword by holding up a wine pot. If he really took action, Zhu Yeqing would probably lose in just a few moves.

The baby came to persuade Zhu Yeqing again, but Zhu Yeqing smiled and said, "It's okay, I'm a little bit of a hand just now, so he blocked my sword. This time..."

"He just hung my sword with a wine pot?"

The doll nodded carefully and said, "Yes, he used the wine pot where we drink."

Zhu Yeqing kept waving her head, and said, "How could it be a wine pot, how could it be a wine pot? I thought it must be a passionate ring that had been lost for many years. Apart from the passionate ring, what else can I hold my sword..."

Zhu Yeqing suddenly cried and sat on the ground again, abandoned the wooden sword, and groped on the ground with both hands, picking up the ones.

"It can't be a wine pot, where is the wine pot?"

He said, his fingers had been pierced by sharp porcelain pieces, and a large gap was drawn, and blood was slowly flowing out.

The doll quickly sucked Zhu Yeqing's fingers with her mouth, but Zhu Yeqing threw herself into the doll's arms and hugged her tightly.

The doll squatted down gently, hugged his neck, and hugged his head and tears from his eyes.

Zhu Yeqing sobbed in a low voice, like a child, and the doll was his mother.

The two of them were united again, as if they could not be separated.

This strange and sad farce made everyone unable to speak.

And Xiaoyun was even more obsessed with it.

When he saw this scene, he felt extremely shocked, a shock that fell from a mountain from the sky, and the heavy axe of heavenly craftsmanship was pressing tightly on his head.

And he was extremely excited, which was an excitement from the depths of his soul. If he didn't notice it carefully, he might not even feel it.

Xiaoyun felt it.

He finally understood why he had to "sit and forget".

He also saw everything a person lost and fell from a high place. What he looked like at this moment!

He looked at Zhu Yeqing's miserable, helpless and pitiful, and did not feel scared, but instead breathed a sigh of relief.

"Under the cliff, it turns out that's it."

Under the cliff, it was indeed a very terrifying place, but not that scary.

There are many things like this, and people think that the horror may be far lower than the actual situation.

It’s like people are born to be afraid of the darkness. In fact, there is probably nothing in the darkness, but people are just afraid.

People have never encountered ghosts over the years, but once they walk into the depths of darkness, they always feel that they may encounter evil ghosts, so they are so scared that they scream and scream, and they are fast and fast.

This is "extra fear".

Xiaoyun also had it, but he finally realized this "extra fear" and saw more clearly the scene hidden behind this fear.

"Old man Tianji has been afraid for so many years and has never dared to take that step. I didn't expect that I would recognize him clearly today."

Xiaoyun suddenly said, "Zhu Yeqing, do you want to fight me again? We all use swords."

Zhu Yeqing said: "You still want to humiliate me?"

Xiaoyun said: "I just had a clue and had a clever idea. I may not defeat you by just talking about sword skills."

Zhu Yeqing was skeptical, hesitated for a long time, and nodded again, "Okay, where is the sword?"

Xiaoyun picked up the wooden sword, danced casually, and said, "I'll use the sword first, let's take a look at my sword technique first!"

"good!"

Wow!

There was no sword wind or sound, and a wooden sword stabbed flat.

This sword seemed to be nothing.

But Zhu Yeqing, with his keen intuition, suddenly took action, used his palm as a knife, turned his body sideways, and quickly tangled towards Xiaoyun's wrist.

Click!

The wooden sword in Xiaoyun's hand fell to the ground!

Everyone was shocked by the skill that Zhu Yeqing used. They really didn't expect that a blind man would have such agility.

The cooperation between the two was so fast that it was like a pre-discussed performance.

Zhu Yeqing heard the "bang" sound of the wooden sword and shouted in surprise: "Did I win? Did I shoot down his sword!"

The doll hugged him and said, "Yes, you really surpassed him!"

She threw gratitude to Xiaoyun.

Xiaoyun ignored it.

He sat quietly on the bench, surrounded by a strong and comfortable sense of security, and he seemed to be embraced in his mother's arms.

In addition, it seemed that even he exuded a reliable, safe and trustworthy aura to the outside.

This is by no means caused by martial arts and power, but a personality.
Chapter completed!