future game space

Fuzhou Yongquan Inn, this place has not been open for three years, but it has been overcrowded in the past two days. Not only Yongquan Inn, but almost all the inns in Fuzhou have a group of martial arts people, and in Xiangyang Lane

The Fulin Inn on the corner was even more miserable. Some martial arts people were on the eaves of the house, and they had set up shop on the street next to the street. They could only enter the inn to make tips during the day.

Having a large number of people is not necessarily a good thing, at least it also causes headaches for these innkeepers. These martial arts people are tit for tat one by one. They have several quarrels and even fights every day, and the results are obvious. They are very powerful.

Naturally, he defeated the weak one, and after being injured, the weak one left Fuzhou in despair.

In the evening, on the first floor of Yongquan Inn.

Some rude men shouted at the waiter to serve him wine. The poor waiter had already carried hundreds of jars of twenty kilograms of spirits in one day. He was so tired that he was sweating profusely. If the shopkeeper hadn’t suddenly wanted to process money, the waiter would have been

He had given up his career long ago. It might not matter if he offended the more refined people in the world, but if he offended those reckless people, he would lose his hands and feet at least. However, several tables of guests asked him to serve drinks at the same time, so the waiter had to keep his head down and look for him casually.

He got close enough to put the wine jar on the square table, and then hurried to the backyard to move the wine again.

In a relatively remote corner, a group of people from the Huashan Sect were eating.

The player who was severely beaten by Zhang Yang was among them. Yue Buqun picked up a mouthful of food, put it to his mouth, put the food into a bowl, put the chopsticks away and said: "Lin Pingzhi has returned to Fuzhou.

Everyone in the world knows that the Lin family has an ancestral sword manual to ward off evil spirits, but they did not expect that in addition to this sword manual to ward off evil spirits, there is also an ancestral divine sword!"

The player whose injuries were almost healed frowned: "No, the Lin family shouldn't have a divine sword, and there can't be any divine swords in the world."

"It's just that you are ignorant." Yue Buqun said calmly, "After being tempered for thousands of times, supplemented by fine iron, and eradicating evil, this can be called a famous sword. As for the divine sword... whether it is forged from fine iron or ordinary iron, as long as it is forged,

The sword is sharp enough. As long as the wielder lets the sword drink blood every time it is unsheathed, it is a divine sword! It is not surprising that the Lin family has this divine sword. Lin Yuantu probably used this sword back then. Perhaps among them

There are some hidden secrets that we don’t know, and this divine sword must not fall into the hands of evildoers.”

The player nodded repeatedly.

Yue Buqun's wife Ning Zhong looked at the player and said with a smile: "Lu Chen, you also know your master's obsession with swords. Let's eat first."

The player named Lu Chen nodded, but he was already scolding him in his heart. Obsession? The meaning of the last sentence couldn't be more obvious. Isn't it because you, a hermaphrodite, Yue Buqun, fell in love with the Divine Sword and the "Evil Sword Manual"?

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"After dinner, Lu Chen, you and Lingshan go and pay attention to Lin Pingzhi's every move and don't act rashly!" Yue Buqun made arrangements before continuing to eat.

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In another inn.

Lin Pingzhi held the divine sword with his head held high and strode into the inn. His sharp eyes faced the people in the inn without fear.

"Hmph! You guys are here, you must be trying to steal my Lin family's evil sword manual, right?" Lin Pingzhi said without any scruples.

Zhang Yang wanted to kick Lin Pingzhi in the butt. Although it was all an open matter, what would you do if you said it? Now that you have the capital to show off, you start to act unscrupulously?

Lin Pingzhi had no idea what Zhang Yang was thinking behind him. Instead, he stood the Divine Sword on the bench next to him, and he was leaning on the bench. The wind blew through his black hair, and he said coldly and arrogantly: "God

The sword is here, let’s see who dares to enter our Lin family’s ancestral home!”

The inn became quiet, and even a pin dropping on the ground could be heard clearly.

Lin Pingzhi looked at the shopkeeper and said: "Tea!"

The waiter nodded hurriedly and walked out after a while carrying the teapot and teacup.

Lin Pingzhi changed his left hand to hold the sword and poured himself a cup of tea. He just took a sip and threw it directly at the nearest leader of the Qingcheng Sect, Yu Canghai. Yu Canghai drew out his long sword and swung it diagonally upward. The teacup was hit by the sword.

Cut it in half with a sharp edge, and the fracture is neat.

"Snap!" The two halves of the teacup fell to the ground and fell apart instantly. Yu Canghai's sword had been sheathed again, and he stared at Lin Pingzhi coldly.

Lin Pingzhi's eyes lit up, he laughed, and said: "What a swordsmanship! You are indeed qualified to die under the divine sword. Your reputation is also great in the world. Come over here and force me to draw the sword!"

Ever since he failed to draw the divine sword against the Five Cats in the World last time, Lin Pingzhi has been thinking about how to give himself the opportunity to draw the sword. Unexpectedly, he found it as soon as he arrived in Fuzhou.

Chance, Yu Canghai! This is a very famous figure, it would not be a loss to die by his sword!

Lin Pingzhi has already stood up, leaning sideways, holding the hilt of the sword in his right hand and pointing directly at Yu Canghai. The sword has not yet been unsheathed. There is no sharp sword aura around Lin Pingzhi, but there is an invisible confidence in his whole person.

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Lin Pingzhi thinks that he is the most handsome at this time. Indeed, Lin Pingzhi at this time makes many people nervous, even Yu Canghai!

There are only two kinds of people who can do this like Lin Pingzhi, one is one whose swordsmanship has reached the ultimate state of returning to nature, and the other is a completely useless idiot.

Yu Canghai didn't think that Lin Pingzhi was a fool for having such confidence, so some beads of sweat overflowed from the palm of his hand holding the scabbard.

Looking at this scene, Zhang Yang felt as if a hundred thousand grass and mud horses were whizzing past in front of him.

Lin Pingzhi takes the initiative to find fault with Yu Canghai. What kind of rhythm is this? The whole family will be killed!

Zhang Yang shuddered and glanced at the stupid goose Lin Pingzhi standing in front of him. Zhang Yang suddenly didn't know how to describe him. This is not a human! This is a god!

Luo Renjie stood up and said: "Master, I'll deal with him!"

Yu Canghai nodded. He did not dare to take action. It would be better for Luo Renjie to explore Lin Pingzhi's reality first!

Unexpectedly, Lin Pingzhi actually sighed, shook his head and looked at Luo Renjie, saying: "You are not worthy of me drawing my sword, let alone letting me take action. Zhang Yang, come on!"

Zhang Yang blinked, you're uncle!

Luo Renjie had already drawn his long sword and pointed it at Lin Pingzhi: "Are you a coward? You let a young boy fight with me?"

"He alone is enough!" Lin Pingzhi looked at the bright moonlight outside the door with indescribable sadness.

There are two players in this inn, and when those two players saw Zhang Yang, they already knew it.

As for Zhang Yang, he scratched his head and then thought, this is probably the best solution. If Lin Pingzhi takes action, then the bloody blood he sees must be Lin Pingzhi's! How will he find the "Evil Sword" then?

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