Chapter 7 No Return at Night

Sometimes, some people, may be able to sit together, chat for a long time, and become strange friends because of something strange. When he heard Xiaoyao's soft praise, the man with a long sword looked around and looked directly at Xiaoyao. First, he was cold, and then his eyes were slightly surprised.

"So what?"

The man's voice was cold, and his eyes were getting colder.

The man stepped forward, and there seemed to be a touch of cold coming.

In this inquiry, the whole restaurant was quiet, and the loud noise disappeared. Frightened eyes were projected from all around and fell on the man with a sword.

"It's the lonely wave of negative swordsmen!"

" Hiss~! Isn't that the top ten masters in Wucheng? Why did it appear here!" In just a moment, the sound of blockbuster inversion came one after another.

"The negative swordsman? Is it very famous?

There was a look of surprise from the crowd. Dozens of people sitting on the second floor looked shocked and hurriedly looked at the person. The man was sitting in the corner, sitting next to him. Hearing his words, he was immediately frighten and quickly pulled him up, signaling him not to make trouble.

He whispered, "Don't talk nonsense! The negative swordsman is a master who rose in the early stage of the great fantasy. Until now, his reputation is like the sky, which can be called the top ten masters of martial arts!"

Since the opening of the big fantasy, the city also has different levels in the area explored by the players, and the Falling Stone City and Surabaya City can only be regarded as the lowest level, which is a small city. And further up, it is the middle city, which is also the highest level of the fantasy middle city at present. Wucheng is the only middle city within thousands of kilometers. It is also the area where Xiaoyao is located at this moment - the center of Wuyu.

In addition to Wucheng, there are also nine small cities and hundreds of small towns in Wuyu.

In this range, players are everywhere and there are many major forces, but the players who really stand at the top must occupy the martial arts city and enjoy the most glorious position. Secondly, just like Hanxiang Pavilion and Wanjiang Tower, if they can't enter Wucheng, they can only run rampant in the small city.

Gu Lang, one of the top ten masters of Wucheng, rose in the early stage of the great fantasy and became famous. He was alone and killed a large force. He killed all the middle and high-level players of that force and forced them to disband. Although that force is not a top force, but only a force that dominates the small city, its strength is also terrible.

Be famous and kill, hidden in the back, and you will see human blood when you come out of the sword.

Jianghu people call it a negative swordsman.

Step on~

The lonely wave walked, and his expression became colder and colder: "Go out!"

Go out all?

"Why?"

"Go away, the negative swordsman's temper is trous. Don't provoke him, or you will suffer the loss!"

The crowd on the second floor looked at each other. Some players looked bad, but soon they quickly walked downstairs under the pull of their other companions. In just a moment, the whole second floor was full of tea. One by one did not dare to stay and went straight to the restaurant.

"Why don't you leave?"

The lonely wave looked at Xiaoyao, who was still sitting in the chair, and looked slightly cold.

"Why did you drive them away?"

Xiaoyao did not answer his words, but frowned and asked. He seemed to be thinking about something in his eyebrows, and he couldn't let go of anything.

Hear.

The lonely wave looked colder and colder. He shook his right hand and planned to take action. On the way, he stopped again. He seemed to think of a slight side of his head and immediately said coldly, "This is the big fantasy world, not the earth!"

"In the big fantasy, if you want to have superman's first-class strength and status, you need to fight and grab it. People without strength are destined to be a flashy grain of all sentient beings. This is not in a fair position in itself. If you want to be respected by me, you will naturally have to get the corresponding strength. Otherwise, I'm afraid he can't stand it!"

Xiaoyao was shocked all over.

The lonely wave sneered and looked at it without saying a word.

Until a few minutes later, Xiaoyao gently exhaled a turbid breath, and then his eyes had returned to calm. He stood up, arched his hands and said seriously, "Thank you for reminding!"

"Won't you buy me a drink?"

The lonely wave smiled softly, and the cold color disappeared.

When I came in from the lonely wave, I was first surprised by Xiaoyao's words, and then when I saw Xiaoyao, I felt that Xiaoyao was unusual from a faint air machine. He has intuition, and Xiaoyao is very strong! At least, he has the unique temperament of a master. No matter what his current strength is, as long as he has an opportunity, Gu Lang believes that he can immediately fly to the sky and become a group of people standing at the top.

As Gu Lang himself said, if you want to get his respect, you must have the strength worthy of his respect. At least, you should have that potential to pay attention to it.

"Please sit down."

Xiaoyao smiled at the corners of his mouth, and he raised the pot full of cups.

The lonely wave sat down straight down, rudely raised the full wine, directly looked up and swallowed a full glass into his abdomen, felt the fragrance, and immediately laughed: "Good wine!"

"Haha~!"

"It's a pleasure to meet Xiaoyao today. Come on, drink!" The lonely wave has a long smile.

"Good!"

Xiaoyao is calm and full of wine, and you can drink directly.

The surname of Gu Lang is bold and extremely direct. There is no purpose between the relationship. This made Xiaoyao have a good impression in his heart. At this moment, when he saw the lonely wave inviting the cup, he did not refuse and raised the glass with a smile.

Suddenly

" Xiaoyao, how about watching my sword?" The lonely wave was full of wine, and he looked at Xiaoyao with a positive color. His upper body was shocked, and the long sword wrapped in cloth on his back suddenly fell on the wooden table with a bang, and the whole wooden table was rattling.

Xiaoyao was stunned.

The eyes fell on the cloth. In the lonely wave's expectant eyes, the right fingertip slowly came to the cloth after a slight hesitation, and then the index finger fell gently.

Zheng!

The sound of the sword rose in an aphorc, the lonely wave looked calm, and the sound of the sword became stronger.

The impact of the stock burst out and went straight to the free place where the index finger fell. The cloth rolled up crazily, turned into a strip of broken cloth, and shot around, directly through the surrounding wooden tables and chairs, and the ground window sill.

The sword spirit is vertical and horizontal, and the free look is more and more solemn.

I don't know when the red light has condensed between the index fingers. In the sea of air, the mysterious air is like a big wave.

Zheng!

The index finger finally touched the cloth, and a strong impact suddenly swept away. The whole wooden table shook violently. In a flash, a slender sword and a black sword appeared all over its body. The lonely wave moved and turned into a shadow, and his right palm took the shadows to hold the dark end.

Xiaoyao looks solemn.

In the red fire, Xiaoyao's body twisted strangely, and he narrowly avoided a sword to his waist.

Fore index finger bomb!

The power of terror burst out in an instant, touching the tip of the black sword.

"Poo!"

The strong impact madness broke out from the fore of the black sword, immediately swept to the right arm like crazy, and then hit all parts of the body. For a moment, Xiaoyao's face was white and a mouthful of blood spewed out. Under this impact, the whole body flew backwards and hit the wooden table behind it, directly smashing it to pieces.

Xiaoyao gritted his teeth and bent his legs, and his right hand trembled on the wooden table beside him.

"You...?!"

The lonely wave was shocked and repented in his eyes.

The collision at that moment, with his strength, immediately realized how low the foundation of Xiaoyao was, just equivalent to the level of the first order and the ninth level! And what about him? He has long been promoted to the second level. In terms of skills, equipment and basic points, he is the top among countless players.

It's just.

At the beginning, because of Xiaoyao's opportunity, he treated Xiaoyao as a strong man of the same level, and then there was no room in the battle. But he didn't want to. Xiaoyao knew that his strength was not enough, but he didn't explain it. In the face of his sword, he completely shook it with force.

The lonely wave repented in his heart, his face was full of embarrassment, and he immediately stepped forward.

Step on~!

The sound of a large number of footsteps came from the stairs, and the look of the lonely wave that was going to be free changed, and the look was cold. At this moment, Xiaoyao also stood up with a touch of the corners of his mouth, showing a reassuring look at the lonely wave, indicating that he had not been seriously injured. This also made Gu Lang a little relieved, and then looked at more than a dozen players who slowly walked up the ladder.

"The negative swordsman?!"

More than a dozen people stepped up, and the man in black robe suddenly looked stunned and surprised.

Gu Lang looked at the man with a slight surprise in his eyes. Immediately, his right hand shook, and a piece of cloth rolled out of the package, wrapped the black sword layer by layer, casually behind his back, and calmly said, "It turns out that it's not to return at night. What's wrong?"

"Doesn't return at night?"

On the side of the lonely wave, Xiaoyao heard this, and his eyes suddenly did not return to the night.

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