The Martial World Does Not Call It Chivalry

If you are not a cuckold or a martial artist, if you don't do this, you have no right to call yourself a martial artist.

On my clothes Farewell to the sunset The afterglow gave me an old horse I was passing by People in the village Just like the flowers were flying in my hometown back then Drunk in the wind Drinking tea Looking for a restaurant in an ordinary alley We are all old friends The bottom of the bowl is the end of the world The end of the world is far away Home everywhere Pengmen is like Guangsha Talking about spirit No matter how many or how few One third dares to call himself a knight A knife can be caught A fist can also be used Occasionally, I can ask about life and death There is no taboo for being a hero Weighing an old story to pay for the price of wine Folding flowers to the south of the Yangtze River To the spring breeze and the red wax Sentiment is always like me Love in the world We are willing to meet each other in this world I am lucky to have seven or eight friends Invite me to shoot the altar Drunken with thousands of smoke clouds Drinking horses to the north of the Yangtze River To the west wind and yellow sand Ruthlessness is also like me Chopping peach blossoms to the bottom of the sword The world is difficult Meet Xie Qingshan urges gray hair Generosity is only frost and snow Giving each other a scar between the eyebrows Three rounds Drunk to the moonlight Drunk till midnight and not returning home Common talk Flawless youth Dare to praise the green horse with jade belt and sword Mian Xingzi Pillow frost flower Just Mao The grass is worse than the gods Travel to the north and the south at will Spreading and falling, regardless of winter and summer Counting winter and summer The heroism has not stopped Re-harmonize the sword and go out of Beijing Ask the person who comes Who has a mind like mine Receive the sun, the moon, the mountains and the sea together Only the name Don't answer Turn around and parasitize outside the clouds Ya There is no need for a heroic name Remembering two old things to pay for the wine Folding flowers to the south of the Yangtze River To the spring breeze and red wax Love is always like me Romantic love for the world We are willing to meet each other I am lucky to have seven or eight friends Invite me to shoot the altar Drunk words and thousands of smokes Drinking horses to the north of the Yangtze River To the west wind and the yellow sand Ruthlessness is also like me Slashing the peach blossom with the sword It is difficult to meet in this world Xie Qingshan makes the hair gray Generosity is only frost and snow Giving each other a scar on the tip of the eyebrow In this world Winning or losing is just gossip Let's exchange a glass of old wine God makes me chic Romantic Never grow old Playing the harp and singing about the years Let me go on horseback Searching for a life in the cup with the bottom of the sword In this world Life and death are just gossip Come and get drunk Live up to the expectations of heaven and be unrestrained Romance never grows old Play the harpoon and sing about the years Go with me freely Just being a madman is not a chivalrous person

Can there be no musketeers and muskets in traditional martial arts?😅

I want to ask, do you like the 🐢🐢 attribute... It's not to start a fight, it's really scary 🙂🙂🙂

The protagonist is a person of Chu Liuxiang's character, and his befriend is a master who has intelligence gathering branches all over the country. The secrets that the two of them didn't know were known to a few second-rate masters who were instantly killed by the protagonist. Is your plot design reasonable?

Why is there no one 🤤, but it looks really good, with a strong ancient dragon style

Traditional martial arts are cuckolds, and Jin Nucai is the pioneer in this area.

It's very good. Compared with the previous book, so far, there is visible progress.

Why do you always call yourself a kid? Doesn't this title usually refer to minors calling themselves elders? Why do some characters in novels who have grown up in ancient times call themselves boys? Is the word "junior" rare? Can't figure it out

Yan Ling'er is extremely disgusting. You said that relying on her to promote the plot is really unnecessary. A savage and willful young lady whom you met by chance is also a thief who steals your things. Bringing her with you will only affect my perception of this book.