Shield Dragon

Preface to Volume [-]. First Arrival in Luodu

The [-]th birthday of Kuang Daomen, the chief swordsman of Kuang Dao Sect?Old Master Dao really lived a long time... Duan recorder thought to himself while kicking the stone under his feet.

Dao Kuang was also arrogant when he was young. With his good sword skills, he offended many people in the world, and experienced countless battles, large and small.Hundreds of sword wounds and sword marks entangled on Dao Kuang's back, waist and arms are the evidence of his past years and the vicissitudes of his old age.

The recorder has always been puzzled how such a scarred old man can tenaciously survive till now.

The Crazy Sword Gate is in the capital of Los Angeles, which is a prosperous and good place.

Duan Luji used to listen to the disciples of Qianlong who came back from the long journey talk about various places down the mountain, and they always boasted about the capital of their country: Los Angeles.

The gates of Los Angeles are solid and tall, the buildings of Los Angeles are magnificent, the streets of Los Angeles are bustling, the literati of Los Angeles are refined and elegant, and the women of Los Angeles are gentle and pleasant.

This is the unmasked Luodu that Duan Luer imagined in his heart, with all the good things piled up, but he was a little disappointed when he actually saw it.

The Duan recorder was placed at the exit of the Luodu city gate with a burden on it, looking around.

The street shops in Luodu are really lively, many peddlers are crowded in the road, pushing and shoving each other.

Shouts came from not far away.

There are a few young girls aged seventeen or eight, with eyes like autumn water, faces like peach blossoms, and slender waists, gently shaking a group of beauty fans embroidered with red letters, laughing and chattering as they pass by the Duan recorder, The sweet and soft voice came into the ears of the recorder, and the light and thin gauze wrapped their graceful bodies to outline the ultimate temptation.

For ordinary people, this is quite a blessing, but the recorder frowned and hurriedly moved away from them.

He didn't like the strong smell of those pink rouges, nor did he like those greasy and crooked jokes that pretended to be gentle but made hair stand on end, and he didn't like any physical contact with those women.

The recorder retreated too quickly, and the eyes were not on the back of the head, so naturally he couldn't see anyone behind him, so he bumped it violently.

Then there was a crisp and short "bang", and something shattered in response.

The recorder hurriedly turned around, stepped on something hard with his left foot, and quickly moved his foot away.

On the ground, at the foot of the Duan recorder just now, was a piece of jade pendant that had been broken in two. The cracks in the jade pendant were still stained with black mud, but even if it was stained with mud, the jade pendant did not look filthy. Under the gaze of the recorder, the color of a cuckoo's cry of blood appeared faintly.

"You bastard!" Duan recorder felt that someone was pulling his collar, angrily, "How dare you drop my jade!"

What the recorder keeps zooming in on is a young and handsome face, probably about seventeen or eight years old, but very embarrassed, with black hair wet against his forehead, still panting heavily, and his angular thin lips keep opening and closing , spit out a string of extremely fast curses, as if venting his accumulated anger.

The unlucky ghost holding the jade is Tu Suliu, a disciple of Yuqi Villa who left the village in a fit of anger.

Yuqi Villa is known as "the No. [-] villa in the Jianghu", and is the absolute leader of the righteous way in the Jianghu. Its owner Xu Bufan is recognized as the number one in the Jianghu even though he is only in his early years.

Duan Luji was half a head taller than Tu Suliu, but at this moment he bowed his back and apologized with a smile, sneaking another glance at the jade on the ground, knowing that this piece of jade must be of extraordinary value.

Tu Su raised his eyebrows, if he hadn't just been drenched in the rain and now his limbs are weak, he would have already started fighting with the recorder.

Tu Suliu has such a temper, otherwise he wouldn't have fought with Xu Bufan, the owner of Yuqi Villa, and then left the villa angrily.

"Do you know how expensive this jade pendant is? If you don't pay me back, I will..." Tu Suliu was aggressive, and was about to continue, when suddenly he felt dark in front of his eyes, and loosened his grip on the collar of the recorder.

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