In fact, Shen Gui's counterattack on Li Anle was just a conditioned reflex trained by the old beggar. From dodging the thunderous blade to a technical knockdown around the back, it only took a split second for the two movements to be completed from the beginning to the end. By the time Shen Gui saw the face of the comer, she was already kneeling straight on the street in the river.

"Girl...... I'm going to say it wasn't meant to, do you believe it? ”

Although Shen Gui didn't see Li Le'an's face, he already knew the identity of the other party from the thunder dagger on the ground, and his heart immediately sank to his heels: I didn't look at the yellow calendar when I went out today, but this is good, and the unlucky things are all together. What else is Yan Qinghong, Bage, Zhang Huangling, let's go back a little. Now that I'm getting into this matter, it's hard to say when I'll get out.

In fact, he still thought about this matter simply. In Shen Gui's heart, Li Le'an is a good man, stubborn and hard-tempered, and he always doesn't know how many bowls of dry rice he can eat, just a rich lady who is spoiled by her family. But he forgot that the rich lady had to see which rich lady it was.

"Shen Gui! It seems that the lesson taught you last time was not deep enough. How dare you hurt my young lady? ”

There was a strange shout in the distance, and Shen Gui only felt that he saw a flower, and he didn't have time to draw out the blade at his waist, so he could only raise his sword to block with his sheath.

"Ping-pong" came, Shen Gui took five steps back, stabilized his body and looked again, the person who came was the familiar Shan Qingquan!

"Miss, are you alright? Where did it hurt? You have to quickly ask the imperial doctor to come for treatment, and your subordinates will order someone to escort you back to the Prime Minister's Mansion, right? Shan Qingquan knelt beside Li Le'an and asked eagerly.

Li Le'an didn't see it after hearing it, neither answered nor moved, and was at a loss for a while.

Li Le'an is not what Shen Gui thinks, just a spoiled rich lady. She lost her mother when she was a child, and her father was an official in Fengjing, although there is still an elderly mother-in-law in charge of the family, but the intrigue in the big family is also seen from a young age. But whether it is in Dongyou or Guanbei, he has never seen a scoundrel like Shen Gui, who has no pity for the jade. In the past, when those young talents faced themselves, they were either polite or spoiled and humble, and they would lower their posture and look up to themselves; But on the other hand, what about Shen Gui? The first time they met, they spoke lightly and obscenely, and then it became even more excessive, and every time they met, they would be pressed to the ground and beaten severely. Although it was also because he did it himself, he knew that he was not his opponent at all, and he was still ruthless.

In fact, Li Le'an's emotions for Shen Gui are very complicated, and he is grateful for saving his life; and admiration for his novel thinking; There is also the resentment that he forced himself to exchange swords, and the resentment that he humiliated himself in the street. However, no matter how complicated Shen Gui's emotions were, she was still more willing to believe Shen Gui than the strange man with a strange voice in front of her. Li Le'an is very clear about his sensitive identity, and he will never be moved by a few words from strangers. And even if he didn't move, he didn't believe that the stranger could have any chance against him.

Yes, even though his knees hurt a lot by him, Li Le'an was still very confident in Shen Gui, who had saved him.

"That's it, since the young lady doesn't want to get up, then I'll take care of you first, and then ask the head of the house to decide for himself."

Shan Qingquan also suddenly remembered that Li Le'an, who had just entered Fengjing not long ago, might not be clear about his relationship with the Prime Minister's Mansion, so he didn't persuade him more.

Shen Gui slowly pulled out the spring rain, holding the sword in his left hand, the tip of the sword was slightly oblique but it was already embarrassing:

"Isn't this Aunt Shan? This is the third time we've met. But you really change every time, the first time you cover your face, the second time you have a polite face, and the third time you turn your face with me. The speed at which you change your face is much faster than the wild dogs begging for food in the village! Oh yes, you're really a wild dog begging for food in front of the Prime Minister's Mansion right now. ”

Insulted by Shen Gui's foul language, Shan Qingquan only smiled slightly:

"Boy, as far as I am a human and a ghost, the insults I have suffered in this life are definitely not something you can imagine. You don't need to use words to delay time anymore, the old man who saved you last time is called Hanako, and he is not in Fengjing City at the moment; And the old turtle of Yin Wei Anheng in Fengjing Mansion can't even be counted on by ordinary people, let alone you. Come on, come on, for Wu Chengfeng's sake, I can spare your dog's life, but if you let my young lady fall to the ground on both knees, I have to take off your two patellas, so that I can have an explanation to my master. ”

As soon as the words fell, Shan Qingquan stepped forward with his sword. In all fairness, after the last fight, Shen Gui had a general understanding of Shan Qingquan's martial arts. Shan Qingquan's body style, in terms of speed alone, is not very good, but the victory is that the landing point is extremely accurate, and there is no trace of superfluous movements. His swordsmanship was born from the finger-twisting soft style of the Xuanyue Dao Palace, coupled with the soft sword he was used to, and the rhythm and direction of the movements were unpredictable, like heavy rain falling from the sky. The old beggar once said that if he wants to break through such a sword momentum, he will either blast the sword momentum head-on with a deep inner breath, or attack the empty door of the opponent's sword momentum at a very fast speed; If you are dragged into the situation of blocking and dismantling by the other party, you can only watch the other party keep leaving scars on your body, and finally be consumed by life and death.

In addition to these, Shen Gui also remembered that he had no internal breath, and his body speed was between the other party and the other, and now he was fighting with the other party for the second time, but he was afraid that he would end up with a 'fishing net' again. But Shan Qingquan's soft sword was already like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, flashing a phantom and attacking towards his chest and abdomen, so he had to sigh bitterly, and then raised his sword to resist.

In this fight, Shen Gui discovered a new problem. Last time, with two long knives of mortal iron, he could barely fight a few moves; And now the sharp weapon he is holding - the long sword Chunyu, not only failed to bargain with its length and sharpness, but was directly encircled by the opponent's soft sword against the sword body, but he was limited by the length of the sword and could not close it, only heard a "hiss" in his ears, and the clothes on his chest had been cut horizontally by Shan Qingquan.

With just one move, Shen Gui was injured by the opponent's soft sword first stabbed and then dragged by it, and blood began to flow slowly from his chest. Although this sword wound was not deep, Shen Gui knew that more scars would soon follow. This hand is a soft sword that wraps around the fingers, and it is in this way that the water accumulates into an abyss, slowly wears the opponent to death.

The finger wrapping style was originally created by the ancestor of Xuanyue Dao Palace, Xuanxu Daojun, and it is known for its long and dense moves. Xuanxu Daojun created such a soothing and gentle martial arts, the original intention was to hone the mood of the disciples, but also to avoid hurting people with hot hands, focusing on control, in order to leave the other party a chance to repent. But at the moment, Shan Qingquan's finger-twisting and soft style has changed from an endless river to a vicious and vicious appendage, and I don't know how many heroes of the rivers and lakes were injured by his swordsmanship, and died of blood in his body.

Shen Gui only felt a chill in his chest, and his left hand quickly crossed the sword to protect himself, and he rotated and retreated, in order to avoid the sword blade and widen the distance between the two sides. Just between using this move, two short sword wounds were added to his back.

"You haven't made much progress in this martial art. According to your habits, Hanako actually let you go back to Beijing alone, and didn't teach you martial arts, and I don't know if he protects you or loves you...... Well, I'll help him get rid of this trouble. ”

Shan Qingquan raised his sword again, but heard a loud shout from behind him:

"Stop!"

The one who stopped talking was Li Le'an, who came back to his senses. She was sobbing on her knees, but the moment she heard the sound of the cloth tearing, she raised her head. But the two fought very quickly, and after he barely saw the situation clearly, he hurriedly shouted 'stop', but Shen Gui had already added two more sword wounds to his body.

"Just now, Shen Gongzi and I are just a joke between friends. If you are really a friend of my Li family, please leave quickly, and I will explain it to my father in person. ”

Hearing this, Shan Qingquan stopped his sword and glanced at Li Le'an with a slight hesitation in his eyes, seeing that her eyes were still with a little tears, but her expression was serious and firm, so he didn't say anything more and turned away.

Li Le'an said to Shen Gui again:

"Shen Gongzi, the life I owe you, this is over."