Super Elation Under the Sun

In the autumn of Qingtian City, the weather was very strange. It was clear that the sun was still shining a few days before, and the autumn wind roared and the temperature dropped sharply these two days.

Even last night, there was a small snowfall, but the snow was too small, and the street had not been covered with white snow. When the sky gradually rose, when I looked up, I could only see the slightly damp ground.

There are no other special circumstances.

Entering the Qingtian city with the autumn daylight scene, it is the most foggy season of the year. Before noon, the whole city will be covered with rain and fog.

It's not that the city is not a monk who has no realm and has a good cultivation level. It is not that this layer of rain and fog can not be dispelled, but the fog covers the Qingtian city. No one knows whether it is Qingtian deliberately. Who dares to disperse this city full of fog at will?

The wine shop located in the city originally had not many drinkers, but now there are so many people in Qingtian City. I think there should be more drinkers. But no matter how many people come outside, inside this wine shop, it is still so A few alcoholics, even because of what happened before, the original alcoholics are now a lot less.

The wine shop looked deserted.

Chen Sheng hasn't been walking around in these days. Under the circumstances that 100% of the major events are going to happen in Qingtian City, this swordsman is not a low-level swordsman, and he has been drinking in the wine shop these days.

The table in the corner of the wine shop has always been “dedicated” by Chen Sheng and under the premise that there are not many drinkers in the wine shop, even if Chen Sheng stayed at that table for more than ten days, the one that sells wine None of the women drove anyone.

Although she is a demon cultivator, the woman who sells wine has always lived on the side of mountains and rivers before, and she knows more about mountains and rivers than many demon cultivators in the demon land. Many demon cultivators are excited when they hear of Chen Sheng’s identity as a swordsman. She was furious, but the wine-seller completely ignored it.

She has a very good impression of the swordsman, and by the way, her impression of Chen Sheng is not bad.

And she had a good impression of the swordsman because the first swordsman she met was not bad. As for Chen Sheng, who was always sloppy, it was not too bad, because he was the master of that swordsman.

Although the wine seller occasionally sighed, why is the temperament of the master and the apprentice so different?

I just sighed over and sighed the past, and there was no conclusion, so I could only look at it like this.

Chen Sheng sat in the most remote corner of the wine shop, with wine jars full of wine jars beside him, and his shirt was full of wine stains. He didn't know how long he hadn't changed it. Even in some places, he was already greasy. The stubble went deeper than a day, and at first it was unshaven, but after a few days, his face was still quite magnificent.

If Chen Sheng's figure were stronger, he would no longer look like a swordsman, but looked very much like that kind of bandit.

The sword that he took from a thousand miles away in Baiyu Town was placed on the table at will. There was a pool of wine stains on the table. Chen Sheng leaned against the wine table, sleeping with his eyes closed, and his snoring was not too loud.

The few drinkers in the wine shop deliberately ignored this voice and wentssiping to each other.

The content of the conversation was still about the recent major events in Qingtian City.

About the girl of the big demon.

Of course, familiar names will also be mentioned. Undoubtedly, Bi Yu, Zhong Ye and Hu Yue are the most dazzling of these names.

Outsiders shouldn’t have paid such a high degree of attention to things that they can’t participate in, especially these demon cultivators in the demon land, but Qingtian City is really good, there is no fight, no one dares to kill people here, so So many people are idle. Since they are idle, they can't help but think more about things that do not belong to them.

Idlers are concerned about meddling and can't fault it.

The wine seller was leaning on the counter, looking at the whiteness outside, her face was quiet, she didn't know what she was thinking.

She thought about the girl who often came to drink and has not walked into this wine shop for a long time now, but even if what happened in Qingtian City has something to do with you, what does it have to do with how many drinks you come to have?

When people are free, they can't help but think more.

For example, at this moment, the wine seller thought that if that young man came to Qingtian City, he would just beat all those guys.

It's just that she still doesn't know very well, it is not clear whether the young boy would like this girl.

Even if you like it, one in the mountains and rivers and the other in the demon land, will there really be results?

Immediately, the wine seller shook her head. How could a guy at this age care about so much? Love is love. Who cares about so much?

The woman who sells wine has to continue to diverge, thinking about more things, but there is someone in the wine shop.

The man was tall, his hair was randomly tied with a straw, and he wore a gray robe. The most important thing was that he had a sword hanging from his waist.

In the past, Chen Sheng was the only one who could enter and leave this wine shop with a sword hanging from his waist.

This is a completely strange face.

Because of the sword hanging from his waist, soon, the few scattered drinkers focused their attention on the tall man.

The man smiled at the wine seller, "If you want a jar of wine, the worst will do."

The woman who sold the wine was startled, but she soon moved a jar of wine from behind. She asked with some doubts, "Where is the guest officer sitting?"

The tall man pointed to the most remote wine table, just here.

Suddenly the brows of the wine seller frowned.

Because when the tall man said this, Chen Sheng, who had been sleeping with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes slightly and then squinted.

As he opened his eyes and squinted, the sword energy in the wine shop was vertical and horizontal, as thick as the fog outside.

The wine shop suddenly became very depressing.

Chen Sheng is a rare genius in Jianshan. Different from his fellow seniors, each is quite sophisticated in one aspect. Although Chen Sheng only talks about any point of mind and energy, he can’t compare to those teachers. Brother, but fortunately, he is in these three items, all said to go hand in hand.

Chen Sheng both walked very fast in kendo cultivation and realm cultivation.

After crossing the day and evening, if you want to go to the spring and autumn, the road is really not a realm span.

What's more, it is a swordsman.

Not everyone is like the one in the book Li Fuyao saw, going into the morning and evening, and into the spring and autumn in the evening.

That swordsman can only be regarded as the two words of "extremely stunning"

And Chen Sheng, although not as good as that one, is definitely not bad, and now he has almost reached the threshold of the Spring and Autumn Realm.

This level of progress is extremely rare.

However, why Chen Sheng, who hasn't been so sharp these days, suddenly showed such a manner today, which makes the wine seller extremely puzzled.

But at least she clearly knew that it was definitely related to this tall man.

Two swordsmen stood and sat one by one.

It's a confrontation, it's not.

Because from the beginning to the end, it was only Chen Sheng's sword spirit lingering around, and the tall man did nothing.

The wine seller put the wine on the wine table and then went back to the back of the counter.

From time to time, drinkers got up and left in the wine shop.

It's not that no one wants to know what's going to happen in this wine shop, it's just that the sword aura in the wine shop is too strong, making them extremely uncomfortable, and also very...disgusting.

Most of the monster monks nowadays have never seen a large picture of a swordsman wielding a sword, but I don’t know why, or to remember the shame, those ethnic groups even made the scenes of the battle six thousand years ago into murals and put them on In the clan, some murals are vivid, so that every clan member who has seen it can feel the situation at that time.

Some disgust is in the blood.

It was not until the last drinker got up and left the wine shop that the tall man took the wine bowl and poured the wine in the bowl.

"You like to drink, why don't I remember?"

This was the first sentence the tall man said today, his voice calm, as if he had gone through vicissitudes of life.

Chen Sheng said indifferently: "Wine can't kill people."

There was no logic in this sentence, but after speaking it out, the tall man obviously paused.

The hand that picked up the wine bowl was somewhat slow.

He looked at the white fish sword on the wine table and praised: "This sword is good, but the swords that can wash the sword pool are also good. Master liked you the most back then. You shouldn't change your sword."

Chen Sheng raised his head and said calmly: "You are not his disciples."

The tall man shook his head, "Always kowtow to him. If we hadn't left, how could Xi Chunan become a big brother?"

Chen Sheng didn't speak, this was a strong murderous intent in the wine shop.

"You shouldn't forget that force is not allowed in Qingtian City, right?"

The tall man smiled, looking very gentle.

Chen Sheng's intention to kill was not diminished, but he had not reached out to hold the sword.

The white fish sword trembled slightly, and the sword energy permeated out the sheath.

"A few days ago, when you watched the Lord go up the mountain, didn't you also have not been on the mountain, you must say, we are not the same kind of people?

"The three of them in Xichunan should all be dead. We went to the mountain a few days ago. In fact, many people went to the mountain, but the mountain was closed. I really couldn't break the sword formation."

The tall man seemed to be talking casually, as if he was talking with Chen Sheng.

Can't see how much hatred the two have.

Chen Sheng was indifferent and speechless, just turned his head and glanced at the wine seller.

The woman was startled, then she turned around and walked inside.

Chen Sheng has already reached the summit with his aura. At this moment, he should have drawn his sword, but he spoke first, "No one has done anything wrong without being punished."

The tall man smiled, "I don't think so, don't the perfidious people in the world live well?"

Chen Sheng nodded, seeming to agree with this statement.

"But you will not live well."

The tall man pretended to be surprised and said: "Is it possible that you have entered the Spring and Autumn Period and become the most admired person by the Qingtian monarch, or is it that you have the blue eyes of the sword fairy?"

There are some unexplained meanings in these words. If they are straightforward, it is that Chen Sheng can't kill him as long as it is not Spring and Autumn. Without Qing Tianjun or Chao Qingqiu's relationship, it is impossible to do anything in the city.

Chen Sheng was silent, but stretched out his hand to hold the white fish sword.

A sword light emerged from the wine shop.

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In the thick fog outside Qingtian City, a man holding a sword walked into the wine shop with a calm expression.