THE SUN GOD SWORD

THE SUN GOD SWORD
Geni Vs Surjadi's


Inside the main wall, which is a concrete wall. Swordsman Drunk alias Grandpa All Knows stroking stone mortar that has been successfully tamed. With this thing he can now travel the world.


As always coveted, the stone mortar can float in the air and carry its owner wherever he wants to go.


Near Pendekar Drunker stands one of the creepy-faced young men with hair gondrong tapa dress, Surjadi. He always followed wherever the Drunk Grandpa went.


His hands were stocky and without having a little finger, holding a bamboo roof that contained wine. That's the yellow bamboo roof of the Drunk Swordsman.


Two steps from Surjadi, stood also two girls who wore the same clothes and similar even though the shape of their faces were not at all similar. Pretty, and full.


The clothes were pink, shawled in silk cloth wrapped around the waist with the ends left hanging to the knees. The two girls were carrying some of her hair, there was a golden konde skewer attached between the hair bun.


The three people were not from the Demon Bats, but from the Allies, Negri Nine. But since the battle 8 months ago, the three men even became loyal followers of people who like to drink the wine.


No other and no, it was because the Drunk Swordsman had saved all three people from the rampage of the might of the Radiant Cloud Sword Technique belonging to Ki Alam Sakti. Since then, Surjadi and the two girls have been more loyal to the Swordsman Drunk, even though the old man has dropped some of his mainstay moves.


Yes it can be said Surjadi was a student of the Drunk Swordsman. Although the science of Drunk Rotating Space studied Surjadi is still not perfect, but it has shown a different level with Unmatched Swordsman on the plain of Java.


Meanwhile, two women wearing pink clothes, East Jambon and West Jambon also studied other sciences handed down directly by the Drunk Swordsman, the style of the Drunk Goddess From the Sky.


Swordsman Drunk happy not to play get the three of them, not only the manager is so suitable for use by Surjadi, East Jambon and West Jambon but indeed no one is willing to learn with him.


Surjadi approaches the Drunk Swordsman, “Teacher! I brought a message from Saraswati, Women from Petarangan Headquarters came to ask permission to continue their journey to Allied Headquarters, Negri Sembilan.”


“Let him pass.” Drunkards don't seem to care. “The white-haired woman, there may be one thing that must be conveyed directly to Maha Senopati, I have no intention of interfering in their affairs.”


“Teacher, indeed humble.” Surjadi bowed respectfully, then left the old man.


“Wait!” Drunkards chiding. “Leave my wine roof, do you want to steal it from me, you rancid disciple.”


Surjadi chuckled a little, thought Pendekar Pemudukar Pembukar Pemuduk has forgotten the strongest wine in the land of Java, he intends to taste it a little but Pendekar Pembukar Pembukar Pemuduk never allow.


After leaving the drunkard Swordsman, Surjadi met Saraswati in a large room. The white-haired lady had waited a long time to ask permission from the Drunk Swordsman.


“How happened? I'm asking you directly to continue my journey to Headquarters.” Saraswati looked upset.


“Honey,” Surjadi scratches his head, acts like a fool. “My teacher won't let you pass.”


“Surday, I don't need permission from your teacher. You can definitely take me through this base, there is something important that I want to convey to Negri Sembilan.” Headquarters Saraswati shows her sympathetic face. “We've been friends for a long time, aren't you willing to help me?”


Indeed Saraswati's hair has whitened completely, but the age has only grown from 30 years. When viewed carefully, she is quite beautiful and has small dimples on both her chubby cheeks.


“I can help you.” Surjadi smiled strangely. “But let me taste your body tonight, just the two of us. After that I promise to take you until you arrive at the Gate of Allied Headquarters?”


“Holy, what's on your mind!” Saraswati immediately jumped three steps back. “We've been friends long enough, is this how you treat your friends?”


Surjadi chuckled small, “That's exactly, because we're friends so it's okay, I tasted it just once? It's a pity that your smooth body doesn't touch a man's hand, so let me get it for the first time.”


Saraswati wants to vomit hearing Surjadi's words. So shortsighted was the man's eye since becoming a disciple of the Drunkard Swordsman. He used to be a good man, yes at least quite good compared to the soldiers in Negri Sembilan.


But maybe because it's too often vertical wine, like his new teacher did. Surjadi became lost his mind, even friends want him to move.


Surjadi rushed quickly, trying to hit Saraswati but failed. The girl was able to dodge to the side, so Surjadi's grip only landed on a pillow on the bed.


“Stop this!” Saraswati growling not a bitch. “If you still act like that, I will draw a sword to kill you.”


“Please, Saraswati.” Surjadi more and more keljangan, his breath more hunting restraint lust. “You may have beaten me before, but this time is impossible. I have a great teacher, and the Demon Bats have something that can be used to increase my strength.”


Seeming no other way, Saraswati immediately pulled out her sword. A fight between two friends takes place in the room. Saraswati several times floated the tip of her sword on the neck, but Surjadi's movements could easily be evaded, thanks to the drunken style he mastered.


This time, Saraswati jumped one fathom off the floor with her sword drawn forward. The attack was greeted with a dance-like gesture, and at the same time Surjadi dropped his body with his legs in the upper position, successfully hitting Saraswati's chest.


“AHKK.” Saraswati passed the bed, and fell on the closet from teak wood until it broke apart.


The woman grimaced in pain, she felt her head ache, the sukur alone was unharmed. However the incident made his sword slip some distance away from him, stuck on the floor surface.


Intending to take the pendang, Surjadi has kicked it to stick on the ceiling of the room. “Rather than you continue to feel pain, it is better to give up and we have fun together.”


“Until death I will not obey your demonic wits, you have become a demon-hearted man.”


“Do not say like that , Saraswati!” Surjadi yelled at the woman until her body shook. “All of us in this place are demons, otherwise why would we attack other countries to fulfill the lust of our superiors. Rather than that, why don't we enjoy a little of this life.”


With a hunting breath, Surjadi managed to also grab the chest of the woman, still intending to land a kiss but suddenly his head stopped, there was someone who gripped his hair firmly.


Not yet had Surjadi turned to see who dared to stop him, he had been thrown several tens of meters from his original place.


“Foreign Youth..” Saraswati gasped to find Sungsang Geni already standing in front of her, the young man did not turn his head towards Saraswati, until the woman fixed her clothes.