"Alas, it’s time to refuel and go to bed," Guo Yu said to himself, and then got up and took the lamp and prepared to add some lamp oil.
Because the oil will run out and the lamp will dry up, it will be very dark in the house. Plus, Guo Yu’s body will block that point, and the slight fire will make the whole house darker and almost no light can be seen.
Guo Yu, with a lamp in one hand and a weak light in the other, was looking for the lamp oil in the dark and I didn’t know where it was put by myself. I couldn’t help sighing, "Alas, my memory has become so poor." I was thinking that I really want to close the mountain in two years.
Suddenly, Guo Yu felt a murderous look behind him, followed by a broken wind. He knew it was a sword and that the swordsman’s swordsmanship was not his own.
When the sword was about to touch the back of Guo Yu’s neck, the sword holder felt a light coming towards him.
The man withdrew his sword, and he didn’t want to take any chances because he didn’t know what was coming.
The man retreated half a step and brandished a sword to block the object from "ding" in the future. When the object was hit by a bomb and fell to the ground, the room was dark. At this time, the person knew that the object was originally held in Guo Yu’s hand.
There is no light in the room, but there is cold light.
I can’t see anything, but I can see two blades that are also chilly.
Two? How can it be two blades?
Guo Yu didn’t know when he was holding a sword in his hand, and he didn’t even hear the sound of his drawn sword. How quickly it was finished? It didn’t look like an old man over 50 years old.
Guo Yujian drew an old man from nowhere who couldn’t even find the lamp oil. How can he still remember where the sword is?
Yes, of course, because he is a swordsman
A swordsman may forget many things, but the only thing he can’t forget is where his sword is.
The bearer is also a swordsman. He is not surprised, and he understands these reasons.
"Newcomers?" Guo Yu sink asked at ordinary times his slightly old voice is no longer there. It seems that if he holds a sword in his hand, he will be in his twenties.
People seem to see their eyes vaguely with their faces covered.
The man coldly said, "Take your life."
Guo Yu had expected that he would say so.
After all, no matter who asks him to stab you from behind with a sharp sword, you will never think that he is a gift.
Guo Yu said slowly, "Do you know where this is?"
The humanitarian "knows"
Guo Yu added, "Do you know who the old lady is?"
The man still said "know"
Guo Yudao: "Do you know that the old lady’s swordsmanship never shows mercy to others?"
The man still said "know"
Guo Yu gave a slight breath in his mouth and nose, which seemed to be a smile, but he couldn’t see clearly in the dark and then said, "You know where this is and who the old lady is, and you know the old lady’s swordsmanship better. Do you dare to come and not be afraid of death?"
The man still has a short word "not afraid"
Guo Yu seems to be deliberately trying to lead him to talk so that he can tell who the person is from the sound, but he still says, "What?"
The humanitarian "you can’t kill me"
When the word "I" falls, the man has already made moves.
Guo Yujiao’s cold light across the street suddenly shot at himself, and the in the mind was also surprised. He quickly waved his sword and made a move.
In an instant, there was no one in the dark living room to see the cold light flying up and sparks flying. Two people had already demolished seventeen strokes.
At first, because of his rich experience, Guo Yu was able to take up a little bit of the wind, but the more he got to the back, the more surprised he felt that his opponent seemed to know his flying fairy swordsmanship very well, and he could easily change whatever moves he made.