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His left leg was as stiff as a piece of wood, and he didn't know whether it was an injury or it was the original condition. Walking was very troublesome, and there was nothing fancy about his movements. The sword in his hand kept flying, giving people a pleasing feeling.

"Basic skills are not bad, but sword skills are a bit weak..."

After taking a look, Zhang Xuan frowned.

The opponent's swordsmanship is far superior to that of any three-star master, which is indeed not very good, but it is already very good to be able to do this under such inconvenient conditions.

Sighing in my heart, I couldn't help making some noises. Hearing the movement, the young man who was practicing sword stopped, turned his head hastily, and his face brightened: "You're awake!"

When he turned around, he saw his face clearly.

The boy was about sixteen or seventeen years old, he was not tall, he was a head and a half lower than Zhang Xuan, and if calculated according to his height in his previous life, he might be less than 1.6 meters. On the left cheek, there was a scarlet birthmark, half a slap Big and small, it covered up more than half of her face, which was not considered handsome.

From a distance, not only has nothing to do with handsome, but also a little horrible.

"Thank you for saving your life..."

Zhang Xuan cupped his fists.

"It's nothing, I saw it by accident and rescued you... I thought that the injury was so serious that I would definitely die, but I didn't expect to recover by myself..."

The young man scratched his head, his speech was not coherent, and it was obvious from a glance that he was not good at interacting with people.

"Three young masters..."

An old man outside walked in, saw Zhang Xuan at the door, was stunned for a moment, then bowed: "Young master, you are awake!"

Zhang Xuan nodded in return.

Looking carefully at the old man, his clothes were covered with oil stains, there was a tear at the corner of his mouth, there were traces of blood, and his cheeks were also covered with bruises. He could tell at a glance that he had just been beaten up by others.

"Old Yi, what's the matter?"

The Pojiao boy known as the third young master, seeing the old man's appearance, his expression changed, he hurriedly drew his sword and walked over, full of worry.

"Report to young master, it's all right..."

Elder Yi looked embarrassed and didn't know how to answer. After a while, he said, "Yes... the second lady of the City Lord's Mansion is here!"

"Xue Qin is here?"

Hearing this second lady, the Pojiao boy's eyes lit up, with a hint of excitement in his eyes.

"Yes……"

Seeing the young master's expression like this, Old Yi's face became more and more embarrassed.

"What does her coming... have anything to do with your injury?"

After being happy, the Pojiao boy realized something was wrong.

"Three days later, isn't Lingyun Jiange recruiting handyman disciples?" Elder Yi struggled for a moment, then gritted his teeth: "Second Miss Xue Qin, relying on the relationship of the City Lord's Mansion...the quota I got in advance..."

"Got a spot?"

The boy at Pojiao's face brightened, "Then... wouldn't it be a good thing?"

Before he could finish speaking, he lowered his head and glanced at his feet, his expression suddenly dimmed: "I... definitely have no hope..."

"If you get the quota, you must go to Lingyun Sword Sect. Could it be that you came to say goodbye to me?"

Shaking his head, putting aside the unhappiness in his heart, the Pojiao boy asked.

"She...she..."

Seemingly not knowing how to answer, he paused for a moment, then Elder Yi gritted his teeth again: "She...is here to divorce you!"

"break off an engagement?"

The young man with slope feet turned extremely pale, his body swayed, and he almost fell down: "She is going to divorce me just because... she became a handyman disciple of Lingyun Jiange?"

Being annulled by a woman, no matter where it is, is an extremely slap in the face.

"Heaven's proud girl doesn't like her fiancé, she came to divorce, the injured boy, worked hard, 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi?"

Hearing the conversation between the two, Zhang Xuan's eyebrows twitched.

As soon as I came to God, I encountered this kind of thing...

It's exciting just thinking about it...

(I made the outline for a day, and it was full of headaches, so I asked for a monthly ticket to comfort me.)

One Thousand 910 Chapter Five Shan Xiaotian

"never mind!"

After a while, the young man at Pojiao shook his head, his expression showing deep disappointment: "I really don't deserve her, it's just a matter of time before I retire..."

The so-called marriage contract is that the ancestors were good friends, and they were married by fingertips. Later, when the family was in trouble, because of injuries, the internal energy was destroyed, and they could not continue to practice. The left leg was disabled.

What's more, his appearance...is really not a good match for the other party.

Retirement, sooner or later.

With a sigh, he turned and walked into the room, took a jade box after a while, and handed it over.

"This is the marriage contract from back then. Give it to her and tell her that from today onwards, we have nothing to do with each other, and I hope she can find someone who suits her..."

"Three young masters..."

His face turned red, and the lips that Yi Lao bit his teeth turned bright red. He wanted to say something, but finally stopped and nodded: "Yes!"

"This is cowardly..."

Zhang Xuan blinked his eyes.

I thought that in a fit of anger, there would be some kind of rage-driven drama, but I didn't expect that the third young master would directly return the marriage certificate... It was like being trampled on by the other party with his face stretched out... As a bystander, I couldn't bear to watch it.

However, he has always kept a low profile. Besides, God didn't understand the situation when he first arrived, so he wanted to say something, but finally stopped.

Holding the engagement contract, Elder Yi turned and left.

Raising the long sword, the third young master was full of anger and slashed down. The rock not far away shook for a while, creating a crack.

Exerting his strength, Zhang Xuan also saw his strength, Sanctuary sixth level!

Sixteen or seven-year-old Sanctuary Sixth Layer, in the Famed Master Continent, is definitely a genius among geniuses, and judging by the appearance of this third young master, he should belong to the first-class useless wood.