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Volume 1 Chapter 4 Holding the Sword!

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    This battle only took five breaths from start to finish, so when Chen Shaobai staggered back to the house with a long sword stuck in his stomach, Miao Yuqin still maintained a stupid expression.

    ¡°Obviously, she hasn¡¯t been able to get over the shock just now.

    Looking closely, Chen Shaobai suddenly felt that the spot between the little Loli's eyebrows was naturally red and much deeper, very much like blood jade, with a little more charm in the purity.

    After he closed the door softly, he turned his head and said warmly: "Xiao Miao, Yan San and Xiong Xiongzi have all been crippled by me. But this is not over yet. Today's revenge, I will let them regret it in the next life."  .¡±

    Awakening from the daze, Miao Yuqin was stunned for a moment and saw the sharp sword protruding from Chen Shaobai's lower abdomen.

    The next moment, she jumped up like a frightened kitten, threw herself half an inch in front of Chen Shaobai's abdomen, and slowly pressed it with her trembling hands.

    Miao Yuqin¡¯s jade-white fingers touched the hilt of the sword, but hovered in the air. She did not dare to move too much, for fear that her movements would cause secondary damage to Chen Shaobai.

    ¡°Didn¡¯t you promise me that you must take good care of yourself?¡±

    "I don't need you to take revenge, as long as you are by my side"

    "It's all my fault, it's all my fault"

    After murmuring in a low voice like a sob for a moment, her face was covered with tears. Together with the bright red between her eyebrows, she immediately made people feel pity for her.

    Chen Shaobai laughed and hugged her into his arms, but accidentally touched the wound, and he grinned in pain.

    He endured the pain and showed an awkward smile: "It's not a separation between life and death, why are you crying?"

    Being held in his arms, Miao Yuqin's body stiffened, and she carefully avoided the sword hilt and wounds. She said with a pretty smile: "You are already like this, and you are still not serious all day long"

    "What happened?"

    Chen Shaobai stretched out his weak hand, grasped the hilt of the sword tightly, and pulled it out of his body with a smile.

    The sizzling sound of the sharp weapon leaving the body made one's teeth ache. After being taken out of the body, the blood-stained sword was still glowing with a faint white heat.

    "don't want!"

    The words stopped abruptly in the middle of the sentence. Miao Yuqin stared at Chen Shaobai's abdomen with wide eyes, completely unable to understand the unreasonable scene in front of her.

    With three generations of ancestors practicing medicine, she has been exposed to it since she was a child, so she naturally understands the structural characteristics of the human body better than ordinary people.

    For serious penetrating injuries like this, once the sharp object is pulled out, it will cause a lot of bleeding. Even if the patient is treated in time and barely survives, it will leave serious sequelae and cause the person to lose his potential.

    In fact, many people in the world have ruined their futures or lost their lives in vain because they ignored this point.

    So when Chen Shaobai put his hand on the hilt of the sword, she was ready to stop him, but she was unable to move quickly enough, so she could only watch helplessly as the sword came out of her body.

    but¡­¡­

    "No hemorrhage?"

    Miao Yuqin tentatively opened the damaged hunting leather jacket, only to see a layer of blood scabs clustered together.

    The smell of mixed blood and sweat was not very pleasant, but Miao Yuqin did not dislike it at all. Instead, she stretched out a small hand as white as jade and placed her third finger on the inside of Chen Shaobai's wrist.

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    Miao Yuqin's soft red lips opened slightly, and she said calmly: "The pulse is stable and strong, are you okay?"

    "never mind."

    Chen Shaobai suddenly felt a strong sense of hunger coming from his belly, so he scratched his head and said, "I haven't eaten in three days. I'm very hungry."

    Although she was doubtful about the mysterious scene in front of her, the considerate Miao Yuqin did not ask any further questions. She just walked quickly to the kitchen with the joy of regaining something.

    Chen Shaobai threw himself on the bed with a "pop". Chen Shaobai felt that the hard wooden bed that he had not liked in the past became extremely comfortable and warm. Perhaps it was because he was too tired. As soon as his body touched the bed, he fell into a deep sleep.  middle.

    This sleep was sweet and solid, and when he woke up, it was already a bright moon in the sky.

    The moonlight shines in the house through the half-covered window, coating the simple furniture with a mysterious silver glow. The indoor animal oil lamp burns a soft flame, and the orange-yellow light dispels the coldness of the moonlight, making Chen Shaobai feel particularly warm.

    When he turned over, he found Miao Yuqin lying next to him, already falling into a slumber. The little baby white tenderness on her face that was squeezed out by her arms looked particularly cute.

    On the wooden table next to the bed, which has been tempered by time and has become solid, there is a bowl of meat porridge exuding a light aroma.

      Chen Shaobai stood up gently and held the white clay bowl in his hands.

    The body of the bowl is still warm, and the minced meat has been completely integrated into the white porridge. It has obviously been reheated many times. Although it is not a delicacy, it still looks particularly delicate.

    After moving his body, he felt that his intestines and stomach had healed and there were no hidden injuries. Chen Shaobai picked up the porridge bowl and swallowed it in big mouthfuls.

    Maybe it was because he was too hungry, but in the blink of an eye, a bowl of hot and fragrant meat porridge was all in his stomach.

    Gulu

    A bowl of meat porridge was like a muddy cow falling into a river. Not only did it not relieve his hunger, it actually aroused Chen Shaobai's appetite.

    "No food left?"

    After rummaging through boxes and cabinets for a long time, he still couldn't find anything to satisfy his hunger, so he resigned himself to his fate while rubbing his belly churning with stomach acid.

    Thinking of the three-day experience that was more exciting than the previous two lifetimes combined, Chen Shaobai's thoughts were racing.

    He decomposes and replays the scene in his mind, analyzes and reflects on each scene, and sums up his experience - this is a good habit he has developed from hunting all year round.

    It is precisely this habit that allows him to maintain his undefeated golden body after hunting in the mountains for many years without getting hurt.

    But the experiences of the past few days have made Chen Shaobai understand that being cautious is also a kind of petty behavior in some aspects.

    He finally understood that a passionate life-and-death fight was what he really wanted.

    ¡°Fighting against heaven is endless fun, fighting against humans is endless fun.¡±

    "A man should wake up and take charge of the world, and lie drunk on the knees of a beautiful woman."

    These two words that were used to show off power suddenly resonated with Chen Shaobai, and the desire for power in his heart became stronger and stronger.

    strength.

    As soon as these two words were derived in his mind, a blood-stained long sword immediately jumped into view - it was the culprit of his injury today, from Xiong Yingjie's sharp blade.

    "The swordsmanship in this world can actually control the Gangfeng? It's really ridiculously strong! If you can master the swordsmanship to the extreme"

    Chen Shaobai quickly walked to the corner and picked up the bloody sword. He found a rag and wiped it clean. This was the first time he seriously observed its entirety.

    The hilt of the sword is wrapped in Bonito skin, which is non-slip and sweat-absorbent. It is about half a palm wide. The sword is three feet long. The spine is clear and hard, showing a mixed color of white and yellow. It is sharp on both sides, and the tip of the sword is like a needle.  There was a little bit of cold light flickering under the candlelight.

    With a flick of his finger, the long sword let out a soft groan. The sword trembled slightly, but it did not undergo much deformation.

    "What a sword!"

    Chen Shaobai couldn't help but sigh. Although this was the first time in his two lives that he had touched a sword, he knew that this sword was no ordinary weapon.

    This sword is so strong and tough that ordinary blacksmiths cannot forge it, let alone those fake wrought iron swords used for fitness in previous lives.

    He held up the long sword and waved it casually around him. Although Chen Shaobai had never practiced swordsmanship before, he still practiced it very well.

    A quarter of an hour later, he had a feeling of using the sword in his hand like an arm, and his thoughts were as smooth as ever.

    "It would be great if there was a swordsman here to give guidance. No matter how incompetent the master is, it is better than trying to figure it out on your own."

    "After dealing with Xiong Yingjie and the others, let's take Xiaomiao to Mushroom City to see the world. Then it would be a good idea to find a shop and buy an introductory guide to basic swordsmanship."

    Chen Shaobai has been in this world for many years, and it is not that he has done nothing. With his basic economic knowledge as a time traveler and his excellent archery skills, he has accumulated nearly a hundred taels of silver over the years.

    Don¡¯t underestimate this silver.  You know, the purchasing power of one tael of silver in the Shang Kingdom is equivalent to several months of food and clothing for an ordinary family of three.

    "One hundred taels of silver, this is the savings that a hard-working person can have for most of his life."

    He waved the sword, and although he felt relieved, he suddenly felt that he looked a bit like a child who got a toy, without any rules, and he was worried that he would leave bad swordsmanship habits, so he gradually stopped.

    The sword is not too heavy, weighing about two kilograms, but after dancing for so long, Chen Shaobai felt a little angry and blood boiling.

    After resting for a while and waiting for his heartbeat to calm down, he straightened his clothes, gently picked up his sword, and prepared to go out.

    Suddenly, Chen Shaobai's ears twitched, and he keenly caught an unusual sound. He clenched the sword tightly, with a cold look on his face.

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