Ronin from Douluo

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Under the moonlight, the cool breeze is blowing.

On the trail paved with asphalt stone bricks, the dim, there, standing with a mirror.

He is wearing a broken bitter costume, holding a simple wooden pole with a simple wooden pole, with a bucket with a fight.

From the hand that supports the wooden stick, it is full of wrinkles, and the old spots are old, this is an old man.

Under the fight, the old man visited the gate of the road in front.

In the elderly, there is no god, and he seems to see it. The sky is over, which is full of gray, full of resentment, despair.

Under the fight, the old man is old, the corner of the mouth can not help, the silent laugh.

This smile does not have a trace of amiable. This feeling is like a faceful devil, looking at the prey, open a horrible smile.

Call ~

Occurred, a cold air blows.

I hope it again, but I found that the old man has disappeared in the original place, like a ghost.

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Zeng Yi, who is doing vegetables in the kitchen, suddenly felt a cold, immediately stopped the action in his hand, quickly turned to the head, but found that there is no one in the air.

"How is this going?"

Zeng Yi frowned and asked questions.

I don't know why, my body suddenly came from piercing feelings, just like being stared by the beast.

However, this feeling is just a moment, and there is no trace of no trace.

Next day.

Zeng Yi is still as usual, when the sun has not risen, it will get up, or a morning training every day.

After completing the daily training, I was easy to come to the road, and I started organizing, cleaning.

After you have finished working properly, I am planning to go to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, but I heard a noisy voice outside the garden.

what happened?

The doubtful, I came to the gate of the road, opened the door, I saw it, the road is the source, asphalt stone bricks, the extension is less than 100 meters, there is a group of people to the blast hall Step, a picture of a stunning look.

Lead, a middle-aged man who looks forty or more, he is wearing a black martial arts, this person follows a group of teenagers from fifteen to 20 years old, they are all wearing a unified Yellow costume.

Seeing this scene, Zeng Yili couldn't help but think of it, you can know that this group of people come to the descendant hall, there is absolutely no good idea.

Is there any other traveler, what do they come here?

Kick the museum?

Zeng Yi stood in the middle of the door, waiting for them quietly, and thinking about how to cope with it.

In the east, there is no so-called soul, because the martial arts are basically the sword, the long sword, the short sword, the big sword, too knife, etc., so it is derived from a variety of swordsmanship.

The genre has formed a variety of swordsman roads, they widely received their students, in order to insist on their own swords, their swordsman genre, carry forward the light.

So, every child, after awakening the soul, how to pay now, how to pay now, and accept systemic practice.

Compared with Douro mainland, the east is the same as the Soul College on the mainland, all of which are almost nature.

However, the swordsman has a variety of gents, and there is a variety of struggles. After all, everyone's genre is not the same, so they all think that the swordstemed by themselves are the strongest, so there will be a battle.

That is, the so-called kickhouse.

It is easy to have a long time in almost half a year, from the footprint of the wind road, Zeng Yi knows that the previous desperate road hall is also a scenery, prosperous hall.

Nowadays, it has fallen into this, and only three people are only three in the entire road hall.

Do you have such a weak road hall, will there be people who come to kick?

I used to think that this is estimated that it is nothing to do.

Soon, this group of people went to the front of the wind hall.

"Several people came to my dot pavilion, why do you have a look.

Zeng Yi's voice is somewhat cold. He knows that this group is not good, so don't have a good goodness to them.

What's more, this is the person, come and kick the museum?

Zeng Yi is only free to sweep away these more than ten people, the strength is weak, even more than, this kind of strength, there is also courage to find , I really can't tell yourself.

The lead in this group, the middle-aged man in the black martial arts stood up, and his eyes seems to have a little scanned to block the main entrance. I received a new disciples, I am the old friend of the villager, how can I come to visit? "

"This little brother, some face, is you are the new disciples in the wind road?"

Zeng Yili watched the man who watched this black dress and said: "Yes, I am a student here."

Said, Zeng Yi's eyes look down on his face, see this person's hand is empty, not helpful, say: "Isn't it to say that old friend? Come visit, even a little gift does not bring Are you so older? Do you understand this common sense? "

"you!"

I heard the irony of Zeng Yue, Yan Yue's rough and firm cheeks, the face is not a stiff, a pair of eyes widely like a bronze bell, staring at this young man who does not seem to know the sky.

"Solve Master! Why do we say so much about a tattered road hall?"

Seeing this Master to eat, a student jumped out.

"Let's tell you, today we come over and kick! Tell your family, the gallbladder, Mo!"

Seeing this group of people a very violent look, I want to get a door, I can't help but squat my eyes, in the eyes, there is a color of the cold.

"Early morning, noisy!"

Just when I want to pull the sword, I came behind the sickness like a mother lion.

This suddenly came back, let the people outside the vibration of the door, or stop the action.

Zeng Yi turned, see Mo Wei, an angry air, the air rushing, and obviously got up, it has not been dispersed.

"What's going on? In the morning, in my door, do you want to die!" Mo Wei quickly walked to the door, looked at the school students of this group of Zhenyuan Road, no scruples Image, .

However, when the people of the Zhenyuan Road saw the face of this infant girl, it was like a ghost.

"You ... you are awkward ... ! When did you come back?"

This is a very horrible voice, and I can't help but look at it. When the sound looks, the young face is fearful, widened, panic, look at himself.

Mo We couldn't help but feel this, thinking, then squinting, smiling: "Is this not Xiao Yanzi? It seems that you have been an end, become the first hall of the town, Zhenyuan Road, It is definitely very glory! "