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Main Text Chapter 128: Old Events, Unusual Art Refining Artifacts, Remnant Pages Change

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    The first time Pei Donglai met Wu Linglong was in spring.

    Miscellaneous peanut trees, flocks of warblers flying around.

    Pei Donglai is a teenager.

    He is wearing the best silk and satin in Jinxiu Village. A piece of cloth can be exchanged for a hundred acres of fertile land, a village, a carriage, and sixteen maids and handymen.

    The one who did it manually was Master Zhan, the 'Seamless Heavenly Clothes'.

    There is no pendant at the waist, only a brocade pouch with a little swallow embroidered on it. It looks very ordinary, but it is actually the most outstanding disciple of Baihuagu's generation. The girl Yanxiu embroidered it one by one.  Also pretending to be a strand of blue silk from the embroidered girl.

    He came out leisurely from Zhujian Villa, holding two swords in his hand.

    One is like a clear spring of pearls and jade, and the other is dotted with dark golden dragon patterns. Under the light, the dragon scales shine brightly, and the dragon on the sheath is lifelike, as if it wants to take off into the sky.

    These are the two swords of Wu Taiping, the founder of Zhujian Villa, which are "Breaking Water" and "Dragon Dragon".

    ? For thousands of years, among the famous swords cast by the swordsmiths of Zhujian Villa, no matter how sharp and tough, there are naturally more than these two swords, but the significance of these two swords has always been irreplaceable.

    Pei Donglai walked down the mountain, his pace was not fast or slow, his attitude was leisurely and calm, like a tourist returning from a mountain tour and enjoying the scenery.

    But at this moment, a soft shout sounded: "What a thief, dare to steal my sword, don't run away!"

    In the middle of the hill where the flowers are blooming, a girl in red jumped from a peach tree.

    There was a light rain last night, and the slope was muddy and slippery. The girl could not stand firmly, staggered, and almost fell.

    Pei Donglai hurriedly said: "Girl, please slow down. I didn't run away. If it's because of me that the girl bumped into each other, then I can't afford it."

    The young girl had a pretty face, holding half a peeled peach in her hand, and her cheeks were stained with juice, which made him laugh.

    The girl became furious and threw half a peach over: "Little thief, do you still dare to laugh? Today I must teach you a lesson."

    After recovering from the past, Pei Yuan smiled and continued towards Wanjian Town.

    After entering the official road, there will be more people in the martial arts world galloping in groups of three or four, and like Pei Yuan, they also drive on their feet. The closer they are to Wanjian Town, the more quacks there will be on the road.

    Some people even had conflicts and fought directly on the road.

    Pei Yuan turned into a handsome young man with a free and easy demeanor and an extraordinary demeanor, which attracted some people from the rivers and lakes to chat.

    A group of people walked together.

    While walking and chatting, during the conversation, Pei Yuan learned that Ni Wenbin, Zhou Chengyun, and Zhu Yanling, in order to rectify the name of 'Xiao Shishilang', spread the news of the collusion between Zhifu Yang and Lian Yunkou, thus offending Jintang Yang.

    On the long street, Yang He defeated the three of Ni Wenbin lightly with every move, and even let out bold words to invite Xiao Shishilang to fight.

    "Ni Wenbin?"

    Pei Yuan was startled for a moment, then asked about the appearance of the three people, only to find out that they were the three people rescued by him in Lianyun Village.

    At that time, he came and went like the wind, but he was too lazy to ask the other party's name.

    "So, Yang He is pretty amazing."

    Pei Yuan smiled.

    A bearded man who was traveling with him sighed and said: "The so-called tiger father has no dog son. I am a hero and my son is equally extraordinary. I heard rumors that the reason why Yang He challenged Xiao Shishilang was to avenge his cheap uncle. His real purpose was to  With the help of Xiao Shishilang's pressure, he sublimated in the face of adversity and embraced a mysterious fetus."

    Another white-clothed swordsman caught up with the conversation and sighed: "If Yang He is promoted successfully, then the father and son will have twins, which will be a good story."

    "It's indeed a good story." Pei Yuan nodded in agreement.

    Boom!  bang bang!

    Suddenly, the ground trembled wildly, and large swaths of sand and dust were raised, rolling from behind like a sandstorm.

    In a moment, a group of more than a hundred riders came into view, and the quacks on the road gave way one after another, their faces showing surprise.

    The bearded man looked at the leading knight, and said in a low voice, "Golden Thread White Dragon Colt, 'White Eyebrow' Zhuge Nan, and the people from Yulongtang are here too."

    Pei Yuan glanced around, but saw that the leader was a thirty-year-old white-clothed scholar. The most striking thing was his pair of eyebrows, which were as white as snow without any variegation, which also reflected his pair of eyes.  Jade.

    Sitting down and galloping the horse, he is also an extraordinary steed, his tail is like a red gold silk thread, flashing golden lights as it swings up and down.

    A pair of copper bells and big eyes are shining brightly, even more intimidating than many people who practice martial arts, obviously they are a spirited horse.

    More than a hundredGrabbing, the spiritual fragments on the ground flew into the furnace as if they had grown wings, and he shouted: "Xingye, I will assist you with true energy, and you will melt the fragments with strange magic!"

    Pei Yuan looked at the many spiritual fragments. Although most of them were shallow spiritual, his cheeks twitched. If he had known that Zhujian Mountain Villa had such a strong family, he should have come to borrow some money from this cheap uncle earlier.

    After the spiritual fragments were put into the furnace, the flames blazed, and with a bang, the sword furnace seemed to explode, and the boiling heat and energy vented out, making it extremely difficult for some of the weaker Jianghu people around to breathe, and had to retreat.

    Wu Huaishan raised his palms, and his true energy surged, enclosing the energy of the flame and explosion.

    Wu Xingye took a deep breath.

    Hula!  Hula!

    The flames in the sword furnace were raging like fire snakes, and flew towards his mouth and nose. At the same time, there was steam in the sleeves of Pei Yuan's robe. With a thought, he realized that it was the man in his sleeve.  In the book, there are fragments of the method of teaching the green snake to control the snake.

    At this moment, hot flames rolled on the scorched traces of the remaining pages, burning his arms.

    "Hey!
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