Chapter 16 Sword Douluo looks at Wang Quan Wumu with admiration [Please read, please collect]
Chen Xin, the sword master, is known as the best swordsman in the past and present. His sword skills are unrivaled, and he has the Seven Killing Sword with the spirit of martial arts. An outstanding existence among martial spirits.
The obsession with kendo transcends the past and present.
Now that he finally learned that Wang Quan Wumu also practiced swordsmanship, his inner desire drove him to come here non-stop.
Sword Douluo frowned slightly and said in a low voice: "Well, I will wait for you to achieve the great sword of heaven and earth, and then come and have a good fight with me."
Wang Quan Wumu picked up the wine glass and said with a smile: "No problem, since we are both sword cultivators, why not have a drink?"
Sword Douluo was stunned for a long time, looking at the wine glass Wang Quan Wumu held up, Then he picked up the wine glasses on the table and clinked them with them.
If it had been in the past, Sword Douluo would not have taken it seriously, let alone drinking, even if someone was toasting, even if it was Emperor Xue Ye of the Dou Empire today, he would not be qualified.
Today, for some unknown reason, Sword Douluo accidentally drank from Wang Quan Wumu’s wine glass.
If Ning Fengzhi saw it, his jaw would definitely drop.
At this time, Sister Yu patted the shoulders of Feng Pang and others, signaling them to leave and give the young master and Kendo Chenxin a place to be alone.
They know the young master's character better than anyone else. He likes to make close friends all over the world and talk to him about his spiritual path.
Now that I can meet a friend who uses a sword, the young master naturally has a lot to say.
Zhuo Shan and others also left the Rose Hotel wisely. Today, there are only a handful of people who can pose a threat to the young master, and few people or spirit beasts can kill him.
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As the sun sets, the orange-red sky reflects on the maple leaves, making them seem to be ignited, making them even more fiery and beautiful.
At this moment, time seems to have stood still. Only the beautiful maple forest and the quiet land make people intoxicated in the beauty of autumn.
The maple forest is full of color in late autumn, and the maple leaves burn like fire, like clusters of red flames. The withered yellow vegetation in the forest contrasts sharply with the red color of maple leaves, giving people an atmospheric and warm feeling.
Under the setting sun, the creek glows with golden light, like a ribbon connecting the green hills and the blue sky. Fallen leaves flutter in the air and fall gently into the stream, bringing with them the leisure and tranquility of autumn.
The two people sitting by the stream talked about swordsmanship and drank from wine glasses.
Sword Douluo was completely impressed by the Wang Quan Wumu in front of him. He originally thought that Wang Quan Wumu was just a boy, but after contacting him, he finally understood.
Why Wang Quan Wumu is so popular in Tiandou City is not only because of his character, but more importantly, because of his Taoist heart.
Bohemian, cheerful and free.
Such a talented young man is truly rare in the world.
Sword Douluo picked up the wine glass and said with a smile: "It's been a long time since anyone has made me so happy. No wonder that old guy Dugu Bo is willing to make friends with you."
"Water can capsize a boat, but it can also carry it."
Wang Quan Wumu picked up the wine bottle and said with a smile: "I, Wang Quan Wumu, like to make close friends all over the world. Of course, it also depends on my character."< br>
Sword Douluo’s expression paused.
The description of the Shrek Academy disciples came to mind.
It seemed that Rongrong was wrong. After a brief contact, Sword Douluo understood that Wang Quan Wumu was not as domineering as described.
If what Rongrong said is false, then the Shrek Academy disciples must be dishonest in their hearts, and those who are dishonest in their hearts will find it even more difficult to achieve success in the future.
Sword Douluo hung one hand behind his back and said softly: "Wu Mu, what do you think of Shrek Academy?"
"Do you want to hear the truth, or do you want to hear lies? "What are you talking about?"
Wang Quan Wumu leaned against the stone and drank the wine in one gulp. "Of course it's the truth. After having a pleasant conversation with you, I discovered that the letter in Feng Zhi's hand was not true."
Sword Douluo looked solemn.
If the Shrek Academy disciples are all sanctimonious people, then Rongrong's continued stay here will only harm her.
So, as long as you are sure that the Shrek Academy disciples are not good people, you will immediately take Rongrong back to the sect, even if you don't go to Shrek Academy.
Wang Quan Wumu looked up at the setting sun and said softly: "Shrek Academy is different from what was expected. They are called a monster school, but they do evil under the guise of not being a good soul master if they don't cause trouble. . ”
Let me ask you, if you don’t cause trouble, doesn’t that mean you are a good soul master?
If they cause trouble, there will be elders from the college to wipe their butts.
If you offend a group of people that even the academy cannot afford to offend, Dean Flender will even visit you and apologize humbly.
Shrek Academy has such double standards, even if you don’t say it yourself, everyone in the world will probably know about it.
Sword Douluo's face was solemn. If this was the case, then Shrek was obviously different from the academy he had in mind.
Recalling why Shrek left, chose to come to Tiandou, and was expelled from Tiandou Royal Academy.
In this case, it does make sense.
"I understand, brother Wumu, I will take my leave first. If I have the opportunity in the future, I will definitely visit you."
Sword Douluo clasped his fists towards Wang Quan Wumu, and immediately turned his head. He turned around and left here.
Wang Quan Wumu stretched himself, looked at the time, and prepared to have dinner before going back to have a good sleep.
I heard that there is a rice noodle shop owned by a widow in the east end of the city. I wonder if it is still open now.
Back in Tiandou City, it was getting late.
Most of the stalls on both sides of the street have been put away, and only a few are still there waiting for customers to patronize.
Wang Quan Wumu came to the east of the city and ate a bowl of noodles as usual. After having some exchanges with the stall owner, he returned home.
Sister Yu came out with a basin of water at this time. Seeing that the young master smelled of alcohol, she said speechlessly: "Master, you'd better drink less. Drinking too much is not good for your health."< br>
Wang Quan Wumu washed his face and said: "It doesn't matter, that's how cultivation is. Only by doing whatever you want can you improve your strength."
"Besides, there is no need to worry about cultivation. After all, I will grow up."
Wang Quan Wumu looked at Sister Yu with a little joking on his face.
“I don’t know how many swords I can strike when I grow up.”
Wang Quan Wumu clenched his fist and said.
Looking at the young master who was looking forward to the future, Sister Yu said nothing and continued to help the young master organize his clothes as usual.
Wang Quan Wumu took out a wooden sword carved from wood from his pocket. He recalled that in the world of fox demons, in Wang Quan's family, in addition to wind, rain, thunder and lightning, his friend also had Wang Quan Wuai. This wooden sword was Brother Hui gave it to him.
"Sister Yu."
"Well, what's wrong?"
Sister Yu, who was about to leave, stopped and turned around to look at the young master.
"Make me a scabbard. From now on, keep this sword in the palace."
Wang Quan Wumu threw the wooden sword in his hand over and said nonchalantly: "It can be regarded as a kind of commemoration of Senior Brother Ai."
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