Legend of Swordsman; Xiuhuan

Border Post

Lou Mei's plane landed at a predetermined point. Xiuhuan's ship also landed next to her. He wondered what he wanted to keep here; after all, there was already a high fortress like the great wall of China.

“Senior May, why are we keeping watch here. Kan, there is already this great wall that is blocking the pace of those monsters?” Xiuhuan asked, out of curiosity.

Lou Mei and her three slaves laughed out loud at the weightless question.

“Did you skip the general lesson in Bei Guan Sect? Clearly, that monster storm must have been countless numbers of monsters that would plough the walls. So that many walls will be destroyed because they cannot withstand the power of the monters. Even some mid-level monters are capable of using magic, so it will attack us. Therefore it takes teamwork to overcome them.” Lou Nian answered Xiuhuan's question, even though his face looked like it was mocking.

“Oo, so .. I get it now. Because I was an exemplary student, so I rarely went to class, so I didn't know. Even so good, I went out while the teacher was explaining the lesson; I felt sorry for him to keep talking. If I go out—kan, he can rest,” Xiuhuan said step up the wall.

Lou Nian cursed at Xiuhuan, feeling that Xiuhuan was making fun of him instead. However, Xiuhuan was a fool, while Lou Mei smiled faintly. He felt Xiuhuan's nature was quite attractive, unlike the other men who went straight like a house cat when faced with him. However, Xiuhuan was even like a wild Tiger, who impatiently wanted him to tame.

Xiuhuan stared at the dense forest before him and far away in the corner of his eyes looked, there was a towering mountain blasting down the sky; even its peak did not look so high.

“There are dragons as big as Niao Island that nest,” mumbled Xiuhuan.

“Just rest first, or get acquainted with other groups. Because the monster storm will start at midnight,” said Lou Mei along staring into the dense forest in front of them. The other three students were building a camp for Lou Mei.

“Oo, great idea. So that we can ask for help when in a dangerous condition,” said Xiuhuan suddenly confused Lou Mei to be good, although her smile still makes Xiuhuan worry.

“May beautiful! Didn't think we'd be next door, baby..”

Handsome cultivator, robed Clan Tang— approached them. He also hugged the beautiful female Cultivator on his left right. Perhaps the Cultivator of the Tang Clan was like Lou Mei, the strongest in her Clan or the son of the Clan's higher-ups, so it was easy for her to hook a beautiful woman.

“Hei .. don't be so dong! Why do you look so depressed? Do I look like a predator?” The handsome cultivator smirked looking at Lou Mei. He looked at Xiuhuan who was no less handsome than him, “Have you opened your heart to a man?—After you almost gave up your chastity to me, for the sake of repaying your father's debts; the drunken one—”

“Tang San!” lou Mei's snarl cut her speech. He stared intently and he clenched his hands together which seemed to be issuing red circles—he was preparing to use Chimpanzee fists; a high-level fist style.

Tang San raised his hands high.

“I came in peace .. You shouldn't be so Mayer! We must work together in the face of this monster storm. According to my teacher's future prophecy; we have entered a time of turmoil. It was caused by the wrath of the sky, due to the caged creature that entered the Kun Lun Continent. He did not come alone, but was brought by a Cultivator from the Kun Lun Continent as well.”

Tang San looked at Xiuhuan. There was a strange feeling—he couldn't read the future prophecy of that handsome young man. He is not the person his teacher meant. But he tepis back his prejudice, because he is also only the first level in learning the science of divination.

Xiuhuan was confused by the mysterious pretentious remark from her. However, a single sentence from him also made Xiuhuan wary.

That sentence was about a confined creature. It was not that Niao Island and the mainland were creatures isolated from the outside world. If Lou Yi hadn't come there, Xiuhuan might have thought there was no world out there.

“Don't listen to what he says. He's a—cih braggart, I wanted to punch him in the face earlier. However, I do not want the relationship of the two Clans to be damaged later,” grumbled Lou Mei directly into the tent that had been completed by three other disciples.

Xiuhuan did not reply, he just smiled. And think, is this the nature of what he says is white flow? What about black flow?—are they going to kill people just because he doesn't like that person.

The white stream, he says, upholds justice, defends the weak. However, their fellows were instead envious of each other and resolved the problem with the muscles. Justice is vague, depending on the point of view of each.

Xiuhuan then walked towards the North, encountering a disciple from another Clan guarding the post.

“Clear weather!” greet Xiuhuan to the five beautiful women who were talking. They were unaware of Xiuhuan's arrival.

“Clan Lou!” say one of the beautiful girls. “Why did you approach us. Are you enamored with one of us?” The girl asked again, while her friends chuckled.

Xiuhuan smiled, he was pleased with their response.

“Darlingly, I already have twenty wives. You want to be number twenty-one to twenty-four, no problem.”

“Agregnated.” Another girl replied. “Far away there, women from the Dong Clan won't want to be pitted against two.” He shook his hand.

“I'm sure I'll get a response so .. but I came here not to discuss that. If the twenty-first candidate already exists. However, the sister of the woman has not approved of our relationship.” Xiuhuan laughed softly. “I got information, if this year's monster storm is twenty times than usual. If you have trouble confronting them, come to our place,” Xiuhuan continued.

They laughed back to their feet at Xiuhuan's words, which they thought were typical of a striped nose. Clearly they were both Immortal-level Cultivators Early—sok so the heroes of misfortune were also in front of the girls.

“I appreciate your offer of handsome babang; maybe you wear susuk, so our eyes are fascinated to see you. However, we will not melt, because our hearts are not plain—but hard as stone. Need beautiful sculpture to make us melt.” The group leader of the Dong Clan disciples laughed mockingly at Xiuhuan again.

Xiuhuan sighed deeply, it turned out that his misfortune had not gone away. Now he is being bullied by beautiful girls. If only they were men, he might have stuck one-on-one.

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