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Chapter 208 Jiang Yinger and Duan Zhan

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    The long sword struck forward quickly with the fierce sword wind.

    The chair that flew past shattered and split into two halves.

    Immediately, the momentum of the long sword changed and followed the man.

    When the man dodged, his movements were not as flexible as the woman's. He even barely managed to dodge several times, and even his clothes were torn by the sharp sword energy.

    A ray of white light flew toward Jiuhan with lightning speed.

    "Ding¡ª¡ª"

    When the white light collided with the silver sword, Jiuhan felt the tiger's mouth shake violently, and he could barely hold the long sword in his hand steady.

    ??Take a closer look.

    That white light was actually half a plate that had just been broken.

    It has been shattered into powder at this moment.

    "good!"

    Bai Xiahe slowly walked in from outside, clapping his hands constantly.

    The three of them immediately stopped and saluted at the same time.

    "Master."

    "Yeah." Bai Xiahe pointed at the woman: "What's your name?"

    "My subordinate Jiang Ying'er."

    "Have you ever practiced martial arts?"

    For the sake of convenience, Jiang Yinger did not wear a beautiful and exquisite skirt like ordinary women, but wore a ginger-yellow tight-fitting outfit, which made her small face look very heroic.

    "I have never learned it seriously. I am an orphan and travel alone. I once joined a troupe and learned to dance a few times."

    Although her skills are indeed unstructured, she is better at reacting quickly.

    In comparison, that man was inferior.

    When being targeted and attacked, my first reaction was still a bit panicked.

    "And you!"

    He raised his chin slightly and pointed at the man.

    The man lowered his head, dodged slightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "My subordinate Duan Zhan."

    "Keep your head up."

    The tall body was shaken heavily, and then it was lifted up.

    Duan Zhan's position just now happened to be with his back to Bai Xiahe. Bai Xiahe didn't pay attention. Only now did he see that Duan Zhan's appearance was serious and cold, and a little rough, but he was not ugly. However, there was a ray that penetrated his whole face.  The scar was destroyed abruptly.

    Duan Zhan, who raised his head according to the words, met Bai Xiahe's clear eyes, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

    For so many years, no matter where he went, he was pointed at by people because of the ugly scar on his face. Everyone even thought that he was not a good person. Even if he was a beggar, he would be ostracized and targeted by the beggars.

    Even when Jiuhan looked at him for the first time, he couldn't help but frown for a while before he got used to it.

    However, the twelve-year-old woman in front of him gave him the greatest confidence and encouragement.

    Her eyes were clear, and there was no look down on him or any contempt at all. Instead, she nodded to him.

    "What are you good at!"

    Duan Zhan was shocked, and a chill ran down his spine.

    There was already some speculation in my mind that Jiang Ying'er, who was extremely talented in martial arts, was left behind by her master, and he

    The master once said when they first met that she would leave no waste around her.

    Duan Zhan¡¯s hands hanging on both sides gradually closed and tightened, and his nails dug a half-moon-shaped wound in the palm of his hand: "This subordinate This subordinate is good at reconciliation."

    After these few days, Duan Zhan has become very clear that his talent in martial arts is almost zero.

    "Reconciliation? Have you ever studied it?"

    Duan Zhan nodded, his eyes showing unwillingness and fierceness, and the flames of hatred burning all over his body.

    "My subordinate was born in a merchant family. He was the only son in the family. He learned to settle accounts from his father since he was a child. However, later, someone plotted against his family. Overnight, the entire family was wiped out, and only one of my subordinates was left!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel  .com
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