Iron Sword Soft Intestine

About This Novel

As the sun set, three fast horses came galloping out of the dusk and stopped in front of the thatched shop. Immediately rolled out three distant visitors, aged in three categories: old, middle and young. The older one was over fifty, thin in stature, with graceful movements. Although there was a sickly look on his face, his eyes were bright. He looked like a scholar, but did not wear a square scarf. The other man was about forty years old, with a white face and a short beard. He was dressed like a servant. He looked dull and spoke little. This man had broad shoulders and a waisted waist, and he walked like a tiger, as if he had practiced martial arts. What caught the eye was the sword on his back. It was as thin as paper and as narrow as a willow leaf. Not only could such a weapon be used to kill enemies on the battlefield, but it could be broken into two pieces just by touching it with a random blade. The remaining one is a young man, who is eighteen or nineteen years old. At a glance, you can tell that he is a young boy who has never been out. This is proved by the fact that he always subconsciously leans behind the old man when meeting strangers. Since then, he has grown into a skinny, white-skinned person with delicate features. The crescent moon is as cheerful as a moon. If such a child plays a female role and stands on the stage, he will be fascinated by all kinds of emotions... The old shopkeeper who came to the door after hearing the sound was staring blankly. The middle-aged man said: "Is there a clean room?"

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