"So good!"

The black gold sword behind him trembled, and the sword spirit couldn't help but say, "This sword... hiss, with the breath of Su Lao Er, could it be that he slashed out?"

Xu Da did not answer.

Instead, he continued to ask: "What do you think of this sword? How do you compare with you?"

"Old Xu! You're bullying people!"

Daoling was immediately dissatisfied and shouted, "You compare me with Lao Er... Why don't you compare me with Him?"

“…”

After a moment of silence, Xu Da ignored its dissatisfaction and said quietly: "Look at it carefully, although this powerful power is his, this sword is not his... To be precise, he cannot cut such a sword."

"kindness?"

The sword spirit was stunned, looked carefully for a few seconds, and found clues. The remaining power in the sword mark was indeed Su Yun, but... he had known Su Yun for too many years, and he was clear about the other party's sword skills. If he could really cut out such an extremely sharp sword, he would not have abandoned the sword back then.

"this……"

"Can you... be your nephew?"

Suddenly.

A flash of inspiration in its mind, and it thought of a possibility.

Xu Da didn't say anything.

Not talking is equivalent to default.

"Damn it!"

The sword spirit suddenly became restless and said excitedly: "My little nephew is amazing! How long has it been... Could he be done?"

"I don't know whether I succeed or not."

Xu Da was always strong and serious, and a smile appeared on his face for the first time: "But, he can cut such a sword, which proves that we have a chance... Hum?"

Just as he was talking.

His eyes were bright, and he suddenly looked at a distance, and his voice was loud like Hong Zhong Dalu: "Good wine!"

boom!

Boom boom boom boom!

With excitement, his power fluctuated for a moment, and directly shook the boundless chaotic aura, and the figure of a woman also fell into the eyes of a man and a knife.

“Huh?”

Dao Ling was stunned and said strangely: "Where did the beautiful girl come from?"

The woman walked slowly.

She also held a vermilion wine gourd in her hand and drank it while walking. I don’t know how long she had been away and how much she drank, but she was a little drunk, which made her who was already extremely beautiful look even more charming and demeanor.

"Tsk tsk!"

Dao Ling glanced at her a few times and said in an old-fashioned way: "This girl is not simple! The wine is strong, and the person is even stronger... Beautiful is beautiful, and it is extremely difficult to control, but whoever marrys her will be suppressed for the rest of her life! I don't know who will suffer this big trouble!"

Xu Da had no expression on his face.

This woman is indeed beautiful, but she is also very cold. She is obviously wearing a big red dress and is as enthusiastic as fire, but her face is covered with frost, and there is a hint of indescribable arrogance and alienation between her eyebrows. It seems that everything in the world is out of place with her.

Of course.

No matter how beautiful a woman is, it actually has nothing to do with him, because compared to her appearance, what he cares more about is the wine gourd in the woman's hands... To be precise, it is the wine in the wine gourd!

"Girl!"

With a beard on his face, he smiled and said, "Where did this wine come from?"

The sword spirit was speechless.

Xu Da is open-minded by nature, has a broad mind, and is as angry as the sky. However, once he gets drunk, he feels like a different person.

“Homemade.”

The woman frowned.

If someone else asked, with her personality, she would naturally be too lazy to answer a word. However, although she only saw Xu Da for the first time, her senses were not bad. Seeing that the other party was a drinker, she said two more words.

Home brewed?

Xu Da was slightly stunned and was immediately delighted.

"Girl!"

His voice became louder again, and he said, "Can you sell this recipe to me?"

Paused.

He waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I never take other people's things in vain!"

The woman frowned.

"Do you think this wine is good?"

"It's more than just good?"

Xu Da laughed, stared at the wine gourd in her hand, a hint of desire flashed in his eyes, and said seriously: "If I guessed correctly, this wine is like ice, the throat is like fire, and the abdomen is like a knife. It is strong but not dry, soft but not dispersed, thick but not stagnant, mellow but not greasy... Can it be right?"

The more you listen.

The woman's eyes became brighter.

She knows.

She met a master, and she was a rare master in the world, because every evaluation of the other party said the characteristics of this wine with great accuracy!

Unlike Shang Qingshu.

Although Sister Yiquan also likes to drink, she just drinks for the sake of drinking. However, Xu Da in front of her... can be called a fairy in wine, and is completely different from the former!

No thought about it.

She suddenly raised her hand and a fiery red jade talisman had already fallen in front of Xu Da!

“This is the recipe.”

She cherishes her words as precious as gold, even when facing Xu Da, a hidden strong man who comes from somewhere, she is the same.

"Okay! OK! OK!"

Xu Da was ecstatic and held the jade talisman in his hand. He looked at it carefully for a few seconds. The more he looked, the more satisfied he became, and the more excited he looked!

"Girl!"

With a gaze raised, he looked at Feng Xi again: "I keep my word, what do you want? As long as I can do it, try to satisfy you!"

The woman frowned again.

This time, it was not the joy of meeting the drinker, but she was a little dissatisfied.

"Only give it, not sell it."

kindness?

Xu Da was stunned, as if he didn't expect the other party to answer like this.

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

Dao Ling was immediately unhappy, "You little girl, are so proud! Do you know, how many people cry and shout, begging Lao Xu to give them a fortune, do you care about them?"

"What do you have to do with me?"

The woman frowned even more and said seriously: "If you don't, give me the recipe."

"Oh? You little girl..."

The sword spirit was instantly furious. Just as he was about to retort, he was suddenly pressed down by Xu Da.

First time.

His eyes left the wine gourd on the woman's hand, and looked at the woman carefully for a few times. As he looked, he seemed to suddenly think of something, a hint of astonishment flashed in his eyes, and then it turned into a strange thing!

"Girl, you..."

boom!

Boom boom boom boom!

Before he finished speaking, the aura that was originally flowing quietly in the boundless chaos suddenly trembled violently, a trace of existence and vagueness, as if the breath of life from a higher level world also fell into his perception!

A hair and beard!

His eyes narrowed slightly and looked over the chaos!

"kindness?"

The sword inspiration sensed his thoughts, and the sword body trembled slightly, a little excited and nervous, and said, "Old Xu, something is wrong. This is not the breath that the Great Chaos should have!"

"Not surprising!"

Xu Da shook his head, his face changed, and he turned into solemnity and solemnity, and said lightly: "Because, this is the breath of those Creators!"

"They are here?"

“…”

Xu Da didn't say anything, raised his big hand slightly, gently grasped the hilt of the knife, a touch of Bajue Wushuang, and the majestic and magnificent sword intent quietly bloomed out!
Chapter completed!