[Variety Martial Arts] the Sword of the Common Man

[Keep the manuscript in hand, the updates are stable, and you can eat with confidence] Some people first came out of the world at the age of sixteen. Their silk and satin clothes and jade belts and crowns, and their eight-passenger carriages were not elegant enough, so they did not need to take action. When they announced their names, they made men, women, and children exclaim. Some people first came out of the world at the age of 16. In the morning, three families planted rice seedlings and in the afternoon they castrated pigs. The only meal a day was served by the butcher's family and served in a wotou, saving two mouthfuls for the big yellow dogs that circled around. In ancient times, princes, princes and generals always had a good relationship with each other. But in the world of heroes with swords and swords, there seems to be no room for a gray, poor peasant girl with no expression on her face, and her words are straight and unpleasant. But how fair the world is. No matter it is a noble sword or a humble sword, when the blood splashes out, it is so fast and so chilling. From the laughingstock of the world to the legend of the world, Xiao Fei looked back and unknowingly had left everyone behind him. · "Huh? What supports me to become a hero?" When he was helping the villagers to work, he was suddenly forced into a snack by a stranger. Xiaofei, who had always been expressionless, was stunned and blinked slowly. "... Hero..." The first swordsman, whose sword was thrown at the edge of the field and covered with mud, pondered and asked doubtfully: "... When did it happen? A while ago, didn't you still call me the devil?" As soon as these words came out, you looked at me and I looked at you, and the two of them immediately looked at each other. "Then, isn't that the fact that you have recently killed several treacherous and evil people to eliminate harm for the people!" The man blushed, embarrassed and embarrassed, "I don't care what others say about you, anyway, to me, you are my hero!" "..." "... Why did you suddenly stop talking?" "I was just thinking," Xiao Fei slowly asked, "When did I stop doing harm to the people?" · Maybe some people have forgotten that no matter how many pearls and jade you wear, no matter how many heroes your ancestors have, When eating, you still have to lower your head and chew the wheat ears and grain seeds that grow on the ground that farmers step on. A pair of hands stained with mud, transcending the arrogance of the aristocratic family, transcending the powerful wealth, leaving his name deeply in the history books of the world. Thousands of years later, when descendants recounted the terrifying achievements of the Flying Swordsman and Bai Feihong, they all felt chills in their bones and exclaimed again and again—— "... The sword of a prince, the sword of a gentleman, is far inferior to the sword of a common man!" Purpose: Farmers are never embarrassed, it is embarrassing to think that farmers are embarrassed