Supreme Emperor of Swords - Chapter 15

[Chapter 15 The Mysterious Boy]

Ding Hao couldn’t help but admired secretly.

In terms of appearance alone, this woman is indeed shocking.

It’s just that her expression was cold and arrogant, like an iceberg that couldn’t be melted. Even a silhouette gave people a cold feeling of being at a distance of thousands of miles, which made Ding Hao feel uncomfortable.

This girl was the cousin named Li Yiruo in the mouth of the handsome young man.

She was accompanied by two maids in light armor, and their expressions were equally icy and fierce.

Ding Hao glanced at random and found that the horses these people rode were all black with black hair, more than two meters high, with strong limbs, and the shape of beasts. With the blood of monsters, he can travel five thousand a day and five thousand at night. His horses are extraordinary, and one horse is worth a thousand gold.

And the armors they wear are all made of monster skins, which are extremely precious and lightweight, and are above steel armor.

It can be seen that this group of people have extraordinary origins, and they are definitely from a great power.

Ding Hao didn’t want to cause more trouble, so he walked away, and didn’t want to have anything to do with such a group of people.

A warrior named Chen Wu quickly set up a simple tent.

A group of sturdy warriors had cooked rice by the sword washing pool, and there was a commotion by the sword washing pool.

After a while, the mutation regenerated.

On the mountain road in the distance, there was another thunderous sound of horses’ hooves, and the momentum was still above the handsome young man and his group.

After a while, the sky was full of dust, and a huge team of knights rushed out of the woods.

This group of men and horses, all white armor and white horses, rolled over like a mass of white snow, galloping like the wind, and in a blink of an eye, they also came to the side of the Sword Washing Pool.

The leader is also a young man, with a strong body, big ears, eyebrows like knives, amazing aura, white armor and white cloak, black hair fluttering in the wind like a waterfall, twinkle in his eyes, and a long sword tied around his waist. Chic and powerful.

This strong and sharp young man reined his horse and shouted, and glanced at the crowd around the pool. When he saw the girl in the white dress, his eyes lit up, and he laughed at the handsome young man with pink face and said, “I can’t believe that I was caught The cowards of Sunset Town took the lead, Li Canyang, when you encountered a beast in the wilderness yesterday, you were fucking faster than a rabbit!”

“Master, I’m in a hurry to ask Jianzong. Naturally, I don’t have time to deal with those beasts.”

The pink-faced young man Li Canyang snorted coldly: “It’s your Qingyang Town’s young master Xiao Chengxuan, who insisted on fighting a group of beasts in order to show his power. I think you lost six guards, so I’m afraid you died in battle? Hehe, For the sake of my own comfort, regardless of the life and death of the guards, I, Li Chanyang, really can’t do such a stupid thing!”

“You…” The stout young Xiao Chengxuan glared angrily.

The two teams seem to have met before, but the relationship between them is not very harmonious, and there should be a skirmish.

And listening to their tone, it is estimated that the children of the distant human settlement town made a special trip to ask Jianzong to apprentice and learn art. Most of the guards on both sides are warriors in the martial arts realm. , about in the realm of quasi-martial disciples.

Both sides seem to be exhausted.

Xiao Chengxuan smiled coldly, and instructed the guards to also set up a simple tent beside the Sword Washing Pond, and stay there, separated by a distance of more than ten meters. Although there was no direct conflict between them, verbal provocation was indispensable.

Ding Hao didn’t want to have anything to do with this group of people, so he sat at the edge of the sword washing pool from a distance, with the rusty sword on his knees.

The stunningly beautiful girl named Li Yiruo seemed to have a habit of cleanliness. Accompanied by two maids dressed as female warriors, she came to the sword washing pool, washed it with water, and quickly changed into a tight fit. Dressed in clean white samurai clothes, rolled up his trouser legs, and played around by the pool.

The girl’s delicate and fair bare feet like suet jade, her delicate toes were dyed with delicate red cardamom, and her two white calves were really beautiful and thrilling. Just a glance from a distance made her heart skip a beat and her face turned red.

The warriors on both sides, including Li Canyang and Xiao Chengxuan, would sneak a few glances from time to time.

Everyone was moved by this beautiful and flawless girl.

Only Ding Hao sat in the distance, closed his eyes tightly, concentrating on luck, as if he had never heard of it before.

Although he was dressed in commoner clothes, there was a faint air of indifference and fluttering about him, which made him look extremely handsome.

Li Yiruo quickly noticed Ding Hao,

Of course, just a glance at this proud little swan, the corners of the beautiful mouth drew a arrogant and disdainful arc.

She has seen too many guys like this maverick who wants to attract her attention in the past. This kind of behavior is even more ridiculous and childish in Li Yiruo’s eyes. She will not because of some boring curiosity, To condescend to pay attention to such a poor boy in poor clothes and no future.

As time passed, the sun became more and more savage from noon to noon.

Strange things happen every year, especially today.

I don’t know when, on the continent by the woods in the distance, a strange black shadow appeared, slowly approaching here.

It was a thin and staggered figure, and it seemed that he had almost escaped, stumbled and stumbled extremely slowly but firmly towards the direction of the Sword Washing Pond.

It was only after getting a little closer that I could see clearly that the figure was a slender boy about fourteen years old.

The coarse clothes on his body were tattered and ripped into strips by thorns. The exposed skin was covered with dirt and blood, it was black, and his hair was messy like thatch. The arms and calves are exposed, and the dark skin surface is covered with all kinds of fine wounds.

The mysterious young man was carrying a bamboo basket on his back.

The basket was covered with a rag, and I didn’t know what was in it. It looked quite heavy.

His footsteps were staggering, barefoot, and his mind seemed to be a little blurred. He walked out of the wobbly, stepping on the hot sand and stone, step by step as if he was carrying a giant mountain. Only the pair of pupils exposed under the cover of the messy hair, bright like the stars in the dark night, have an indescribable charm, as if you will be heartbroken and intoxicated if you look at it.

“Water… water…”

Seeing the Sword Washing Pond, the dark boy was refreshed, quickened his pace, and stumbled over.

When he finally got to the edge of the pool, he had obviously exhausted all his strength and carefully unloaded the basket and put it on the edge of the pool. He wanted to kneel on the ground and pick up the clear pool water with both hands. People were all planted in the shallow water plants, and they didn’t even bother to get up, so they just lay in the water and greedily drank the pool water.