Let Me Game in Peace

“What sword technique is this?” Zhou Wen asked, looking at the white clothed man.

He had no interest in the white clothed person’s sword technique before. He just wanted to remember the sword technique and let the white clothed person tell him how to leave, so he didn’t even ask what the sword technique was.

Now Zhou Wen has to pay attention to this set of sword technique that doesn’t look very eye-catching, because he can no longer tell the white clothed person with the confidence that he remembered the sword technique.

“Without a name, what do you think it is, it’s called.” The white clothed person said.

Zhou Wen frowned and looked at the white clothed man. He didn’t speak for a long time. Although it had been thought for a long time that the white clothed man couldn’t tell him how to leave so easily, the strangeness of this sword technique exceeded his imagination.

“Would you like me to show you again?” Asked the white clothed man with a smile on Zhou Wen.

“No need.” Zhou Wen shook the head, holding a sword in his hand, and constantly remembering the ten-three style sword technique of a white clothed person.

The white clothed person’s sword technique seems to have endless changes. Zhou Wen’s memories are different each time. For several days in a row, Zhou Wen keeps reminiscing and using his sword to draw, but there is no result.

Now Zhou Wen has bloodshot eyes in his eyes, like a demon.

In the clean moonlight, the white clothed man sat under the peach tree and watched Zhou Wen practicing his sword while playing with the wine glass in his hand and muttered to himself: “There is nothing in the world, but mediocrity disturbs it, why bother?”

Speaking, the white clothed man drank on the moon and drank the wine in the cup.

The stream under the moonlight reflected the silhouette of the white clothed man, but the silhouette of the reflection was not a handsome handsome man, but a ragged skeleton.

After another 2 days, Zhou Wen had become enchanted, sitting under the peach blossom tree, his eyes were red, and his condition was very bad.

Ya’er still follows Zhou Wen nicely, not speaking or disturbing Zhou Wen.

The night came to the valley again, and the white clothed man appeared under the peach tree again. He looked at the enchanted Zhou Wen, his eyes flashed with strange light, and then looked towards Ya’er sitting next to Zhou Wen: “little girl, you Want to learn the sword technique? “

Ya’er looked at the white clothed man expressionlessly, without a reaction, as if he couldn’t understand him.

“Is he your father? It seems that your father’s memory is not very good. Even with such a simple sword technique, I ca n’t remember that many days. I think you are smart and smart. It ’s your word. It should be fast. You can learn, when the time comes, you can leave with your father. “The white clothed person said to Ya’er.

Ya’er still looked at him expressionlessly and still didn’t react at all.

“Even if you are still so young, I am afraid that you do n’t know what a sword is. If you do n’t learn it, I will deliver it to you personally, just like your father, and stay in this carefree place forever.” White clothed person Talk to himself.

With that said, the white clothed man stood up, holding the bamboo flute in his hand, and walked towards Ya’er step by step.

As he was nearing Ya’er, the bamboo flute in his hand pierced Ya’er’s heart like a sword.

when!

The knife was light flashed, and the bamboo flute in the white clothed person’s hand was cut into 2 pieces instantly. Zhou Wen held the bamboo blade in his hand, but the person stood up and stared coldly at the white clothed person.

“How is that possible?” The white clothed man looked at Zhou Wen with a stunned look, as if he had seen a ghost.

“I have remembered your sword technique,” said Zhou Wen, holding a bamboo blade, staring at the white clothed man.

“Impossible, you can’t remember.” The white clothed person didn’t believe Zhou Wen at all.

“Why not?” The bloodshot in Zhou Wen’s eyes was slowly receding, and the bamboo blade in his hand also pointed at the white clothed person.

“Because …” the white clothed person was speechless.

“Because that simply is not a ten-three sword technique, but a 3 sword intent, every time I recall, I will feel a different sword intent. No matter how good my memory is, it is impossible to take all the 3000 sword intent. All of them, right? “Zhou Wen said.

“Yes, that’s not the sword technique that humans can learn. You haven’t been caught in the endless cycle of sword intent. There is some ability. But unfortunately, you can’t learn my sword technique, so you can’t leave here naturally. After all, I still have to die here, it’s just the difference between early death and late death. “White clothed person said.

“Who said I didn’t learn?” Zhou Wen lightly said.

“It’s no use saying anything, you can’t learn it,” said the white clothed man.

“Then you are optimistic.” Zhou Wen replaced the sword with a sword and stabbed the white clothed person, which was the first style of the sword technique demonstrated by the white clothed person.

The white clothed person was slightly surprised, and his body quickly fell away, but Zhou Wen’s sword technique was continuously used, and the sword technique demonstrated by the white clothed person was used again, exactly the same as the sword technique used by the white clothed person. It’s not bad.

“Is that just the case? Then I regret to tell you that you did not learn my sword technique at all.” The white clothed person said with a cold laugh.

Zhou Wen did not speak, and continued to use the sword technique. One sword after another, the sword strokes rolled out like the Yangtze River, sometimes fierce and sometimes brisk. After every tenth style, the style of the sword technique will change once.

“No … impossible …” The white clothed figure thought something, but it was completely unbelievable, and the expression on his face rubbed panic, doubt, disbelief, etc. emotions.

However, Zhou Wen’s sword technique is still going on. He used the sword technique he once recalled, one after another, and used it in order.

“How could this happen … impossible … 3000 sword intent … how can you all write it down …” The expression on the white clothed face has become awkward and distorted, completely without the previous elegant and chic .

“I don’t have any other advantages for this person. The only advantage is that it is sufficient enough to be able to remember something that others cannot remember. 3000 types of sword intents are really difficult to remember, but I still remember them.” Make a sword move.

As Zhou Wen’s sword moves changed, the space around all seemed to be distorted and changed, and the original beautiful valley gradually turned into ruins with dead branches and coke everywhere.

The chic and elegant white clothed man gradually became a ragged skeleton.

When Zhou Wen demonstrated all the sword techniques, the skeleton fell down, leaning against the branches of a peach tree as if it had been cut by thunder.

“It’s impossible … it’s impossible for anyone to remember … it’s impossible …” The skeleton was still muttering to himself, like a demon. In the end, Soul Fire in his eyes gradually extinguished, and he became half angry.

Zhou Wen looked 4 and found that the valley was completely different from what he had seen before. There was scorched earth everywhere, where there was any peach blossom source, simply was a dead domain.

In that creek, a little bit of the water had long since disappeared, everywhere was covered with white bones, just like a river of white bones in hell.

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