CS :: Volume #11 夜归人共

#820 Part 3: Asked that the sword is a guest of 2 not to harm

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Liu Xianyang rubbed the cheeks, has not paid attention. Because curses at people this matter, Chen Ping'an this son's bad fellow excels. 刘羡阳揉了揉脸颊,没有理睬。因为骂人这种事情,还是陈平安这个焉儿坏的家伙更擅长。 In back Jianfeng, that truly son's bad azure garments, two hands carry at the back, looks at that the oblique cutting in summit ancient sword. 背剑峰上,那个确实焉儿坏的一袭青衫,双手负后,看着那把斜插在山顶的古剑。 A rickets old man mountaineering, said with a smile slowly hoarsely: „Your this young kid, here is not the good place of worry reincarnation.” 一个佝偻老人缓缓登山,沙哑笑道:“你这小娃儿,这里可不是什么着急投胎的好地方。” Chen Ping'an turns the head to look, is a ghost thing, is actually not the person of cultivating Dao, with smiling, „, no wonder, the old seniors are not Sword Immortal, is nine boundary Martial Artist, does not know that is Fist Technique ancestor who that moves the mountain Great Sage, with moving the mountain Great Sage study fist many years of disciple grandchildren? The seniors said right, here geomancy is not good, not the suitable reincarnation, the next generation will be very difficult to cultivate the behavior.” 陈平安转头望去,是一位鬼物,却不是修道之人,跟着笑了起来,“难怪,原来老前辈不是剑仙,是个九境武夫,不知道是那搬山大圣的拳法老祖宗,还是与搬山大圣学拳多年的徒孙辈？前辈说得对,这儿风水不行,不宜投胎,下辈子很难做人。” This nickname plants forest Sou secret consecration, narrows the eye to smile, the young man who „where comes, will speak, is rare, likes, waits to twist the head of your boy, chats with the old man well several years. In mountain lonely, to thank your young man, the soul lighting a lamp incident exempted.” 这位绰号植林叟的幕后供奉,眯眼而笑,“哪来的后生,这么会说话,稀罕稀罕,喜欢喜欢,等下把你小子的脑袋拧下来,陪老夫好好聊天个几年。山中寂寥,为了答谢你这后生,魂魄点灯一事就免了。” Chen Ping'an lifts a foot, steps on that the sword hilt of long sword on, said with a laugh: „We all is a night of tourist, the respective halfway hits damn, looks is in half person of same belief in the share of person, gives you a flying sword signalling to move the opportunity of reinforcement.” 陈平安抬起一脚,踩在那把长剑的剑柄上,笑呵呵道:“咱俩皆是夜游客,各自半路撞见鬼,看在是半个同道中人的份上,给你一个飞剑传信搬救兵的机会。” That old ghost thing hehe is smiling, „listens to the tone, becomes enemies big with Yuan Zhenye? Now youngster outside mountain, played several days of fists and feet, such ability?” 那个老鬼物嘿嘿笑着,“听口气,与袁真页结仇不小？现在山外的年轻人,耍了几天拳脚,就都这么能耐了吗？” Chen Ping'an said: „Good big dog to dare to say its, must shout that moves mountain the ancestor.” 陈平安啧啧道:“好大狗竟敢直呼其名,得喊搬山老祖。” The old ghost thing rubs hands saying: „Okay good, later chatted with you, can definitely find relief extremely, surname really famous, under the old man fist did not kill the nameless ghost.” 老鬼物搓手道:“好好好,以后与你聊天,肯定极能解闷,姓甚名甚,老夫拳下不杀无名鬼。” A that azure garments foot, steps on the long sword gently, the smile said but actually: „Small place, the name is not worth mentioning.” 那一袭青衫轻轻一脚,踩倒长剑,微笑道:“小地方来的,名字不值一提。” Before old man steps, a fist dispatches, finally put out a hand to resist the fist by Chen Ping'an, nine boundary Martial Artist ghost thing see strike inadequately, immediately retreats. 老人一步前跨,一拳递出,结果被陈平安伸手抵住拳头,九境武夫的鬼物见一击不成,立即退去。 Later the figure ghosts and demons, regarding that azure garments, hand over the fist to keep, suddenly the time, more than hundred fists, may kill mountain top Golden Core in one vigorous effort sincerely. 之后身形鬼魅,围绕着那一袭青衫,递拳不停,眨眼功夫,一鼓作气百余拳,拳拳可杀山上金丹。 azure garments stands in same place, after single-handed lost/carrying, keeps off the opposite party fists and feet by the right hand casually. 一袭青衫只是站在原地,单手负后,以右手随便挡下对方拳脚。 Last when the fist dispatches, this plants forest Sou one to borrow potential to withdraw, already twists talisman from the sleeve, must thoroughly be far away from back Jianfeng, this unexpected visitor, damn, unexpectedly is limit Martial Artist of changed/easy Rongcheng young look! 最后一拳递出时,这位植林叟一个借势后撤,已经从袖中捻出一张符箓,要彻底远离背剑峰,这个不速之客,狗日的,竟然是位易容成年轻相貌的止境武夫！ Nape one cool, was grasped firmly by that person single-handedly, falls toward the ground, a foot steps on the back ruthlessly, breaks at the scene, the old ghost thing being forced soul scatters, was all beaten by a sleeve. 后颈一凉,被那人一手攥住,往地上一摔,一脚狠狠踩中背脊,当场断折,老鬼物被迫魂魄流散,又被一袖悉数打烂。 Asked fist both sides, already branched out the life and death, has not actually known the opposite party name probably. 问拳双方,都已经分出了生死,却好像都还不知道对方姓名。 Chen Ping'an stamps the feet, not far away ground that shoots the long sword, when the governing wind travels far, grasps conveniently in the hand, to frontline peak founder hall. 陈平安一跺脚,不远处地上那把长剑弹起,御风远游之时,随手握在手中,去往一线峰祖师堂。 Finally reaches „Sword Dao” following one, the figure falls gently in the sword withstand/top the square, summit all around Sword Qi pretends ignorance probably, completely had not detected has probably the bystander to intrude, Chen Ping'an moves toward the front door of that founder hall in any case directly. 最终循着一条登顶“剑道”,身形飘落在剑顶广场,山巅四周剑气好像装聋作哑,又好像全然没有察觉到有外人闯入其中,反正陈平安就是直接走向那座祖师堂的大门。 Took the lead to find that person of flowers and trees work place female cultivated/repaired, dumbfounded a while, then asked in a soft voice: „Are you?” 一位率先发现那人的花木坊女修,目瞪口呆了一会儿,然后轻声问道:“你是？” All females cultivate/repair, see only that azure garments besides the back sword, in the hand are also carrying at will the sword, turns the head to say with a smile: „Guest.” 所有女修,只见那一袭青衫除了背剑,手中还随意拎着把剑,转头笑道:“客人。”
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