Jingzhou glanced at Wen Hua, who was standing dumbly, and explained: "Li Chungang, who could open the gate of heaven with one sword, knew that he would become the best in the world when he held the sword for the first time. The first time you held the sword, right?

Do you also feel that you hold the entire world in your hands? It doesn’t matter if your swordsman’s qualifications are low, the key is to have a heart that is true to the sword.”

"Seeing that your boy has a good attitude towards swords, it would be a pity if he took a detour, so I will give you the basic sword skills. As for the rest, you can figure it out on your own. If you want to become famous in the world, there is still a long way to go.

As promised in advance, this swordsmanship is not given for free. If your kid gets rich one day, you will have to treat me to drink flower wine. I don’t want any withered flowers under 20 years old. It’s not enough if you miss a cart!"

"I have one more thing to say to you, kid. The more beautiful a woman is, the better she is at deceiving others. Don't always meet beautiful women. The heavy women in front of them will not be able to walk, especially those in the Land of Wind and Moon. Who are they?

Is he a simple person?"

Wen Hua's head was buzzing, his mood was fluctuating violently, and thousands of words were going in and out of his heart. When he wanted to say thank you, the young man in purple and the young lady in green had disappeared from his sight.

"Damn it, why don't you die if you have wine that is more than twenty years old?"

"Return a cart to a cart, uncle! You have such a bad swordsmanship, but you dare to open your mouth like a lion. You really think that grandpa is a Bodhisattva!"

It took a long time for Wen Hua to react, remember the key words, and cursed in the air, his uncle, this meal, a broken book is so valuable?

All the ladies in Xiangguo Lane in Xiangfan City combined are not worth half a car's worth of drinks.

Not to mention the 20-year-old Hua Withered Wine, he has never drunk the five-year-old Wenhua, so he doesn’t know what it tastes like.

To return a car, just ask him to go to the emperor and steal it!

This meal cost me one tael of silver. Do you really think that Wen Hua has never seen money? If you dare to ask me for a penny more, I, Wen Hua, will have to roll on the ground and argue with you for a long time!

Asking him for a cart of Hua withered wine that is more than 20 years old, two words: dreaming!

If you are too full, feel good first and then take a poop. Don’t worry about what happens next!
Chapter completed!