Tibetan Flower Road "You are smart enough, but isn’t Hu Tiehua your friend? How did you leave after talking to him?"
Li Zhichang said, "Don’t you find that little face has written two words?"
Zanghua said, "Didn’t you just say that little face says abandoned?"
Li Zhichang said, "Did I forget?"
Zanghua said, "Is it possible to forget what you promised me?"
Li Zhichang said, "It is indeed possible."
The hidden flower finally couldn’t help but split it with a knife.
Chapter one hundred and four Eye sword
Tibetan flower knife is very thin and light, so this kind of knife must be quick and accurate.
But her knife was not only unpleasant but also inaccurate.
Li Zhichang did not move, but the Tibetan flower knife split very slowly and finally split in the air
She said angrily, "Why don’t you hide?"
Li Zhichang said, "If you won’t kill me, why should I hide?"
Tibetan Flower Road "You are such an asshole"
Li Zhichang said, "This nickname is very fresh."
Li Zhichang sighed again, "Although it seems that I may break my word again this time, I will try my best to help you first."
Hidden flowers haven’t come yet and ask’ what’ to see a man turn out in the lane ahead.
A simple white dress with a six-foot-long sword with a strange black sheath can’t tell how old you are, but those eyes will never be forgotten when you see them.
Tibetan flowers can guarantee that he has seen thousands of people, and his eyes are never more special than this one.
This man’s eyes are neither as vast as the sea nor as clear as Li Zhichang’s eyes, like a bamboo forest flowing spring, more like a stone.
Or his eyes are stronger than stones. You can’t see that he has feelings, but you can feel something beyond the world, an emotional thing, that is persistence.
Li Zhichang said, "I didn’t expect you to come so soon."
The man in white still came, so suddenly and naturally.
The white man said, "If you could have thought of me, I wouldn’t have come."
"That’s true." Li Zhichang’s eyes are carefree, like how many white clouds are floating in the Yangtze River. "But it also proves that although you are successful, you are not confident enough to beat me, or you will come by surprise."
The white man said, "If you didn’t talk just now, I’ll turn around and leave. It’s a pity that you said it." This sentence is very slow, but every word you say is like a sword stabbing every word into your heart. Besides, his eyes are like thousands of firm but gentle shocks, which are indestructible and shot out and stung Li Zhichang’s eyes.
Recently, the martial arts of Tibetan flowers have been greatly improved. People in white say that if Li Zhichang doesn’t say anything, it will be extremely slack. Once he speaks, he will fall off the track.
Visible in Li Zhichang heart white strength can still give birth to a threat to him.
Li Zhichang ourtenant said, "How do you know I’m not asking you to enter the urn? For example, can you still walk now?" His eyes gradually condensed like a dragon rope tied tightly to the sword that the white man’s eyes turned into.
The two men’s eyes come and go, and sometimes the divine light bursts, and sometimes the divine light gathers one in and one out, which is illegal and natural.
Although there is no real sword, it is dangerous and does not go to the sword.
The white man’s firm but gentle is raining and rushing like the Yellow River rushing to destroy all obstacles.
However, after all, he was tired because of the inconvenience of fighting for a long time. At first, Li Zhichang was antagonistic to the white people, and then he slowly rotated the divine light and gradually gathered it as if there was a chaos in his eyes
With the sharp eyes of the white man, all of them were melted to the last trace in his eyes.
Then chaos gave birth to Tai Chi, and Li Zhichang’s eyes condensed into a big millstone of Yin and Yang if there was any substance, and slowly pushed it out toward the white man.
Hidden flowers see two people fighting in the eye is wonderful. There are a lot of fine sweat on Li Zhichang’s forehead, which shows that it is not so easy.
The criss-cross texture woven by the inch-by-inch cracks in the white man’s foot slab shows that the qi of his body is running endlessly, and the strength is too strong to escape from the body.