Chapter Eighty-Five: Cai Wei Decides

Hearing that something was wrong, the old man didn't care: "What about the heirs of the White Lady?"

"There's no way to find it. The black-robed man said helplessly: "The subordinates have gone out, but as soon as they entered Hangzhou City, those people from the Heavenly Master's Mansion with dog noses surrounded them, and they have suffered heavy casualties recently!"

The old man sneered: "Hmph, that's true." ”

He muttered, "You come here like this......"

The black-robed man trembled, and suddenly knelt down: "Master, spare your life, master!"

The old man's face turned cold: "You don't want to do it?"

The black-robed man's head shook like a rattle: "No, it's not, but it's ......"

"Sending you to death, right?" the old man smiled: "Do you think the deity will let you die?"

The black-robed man shook his head even more happily, and the old man said coldly: "The deity is to send you to death, so you dare not go?"

The black-robed man froze in place all of a sudden, and the old man said again: "You guy, you have a thousand years of Taoism, and your ability to escape is better, those subordinates of yours can't run, can't you still run? Think about it yourself, did the old man kill you, or did you go on an adventure?"

With that, the old man closed his eyes again.

The black-robed man clenched his fists, and after a while, he said "subordinates retire", and then retreated, floating all the way to the river and then disappeared.

Bohol Hall, since the little young girl came, nothing happened for a few days, and everyone gradually put their minds at ease, so Bohol Hall reopened.

The front hall is busy and lively, while the backyard is quiet and leisurely.

The breeze blew and blew the fluttering clothes. In the midst of the shouts, the sword light flickered, as if the dragon was fluctuating.

After swinging a sword flower, Cai Wei shouted softly: "Go!"

A white light shot out from her left palm, and with a "snap" sound, it hit the bull's-eye a foot away, and the white light was a flying knife.

Under the gazebo, in the shade, Ghost Cry, Nangong Woman, and Xiaoqing Girl sat around the stone table, eating melons and fruit snacks, and watching Cai Wei practice swords with interest.

Of the three people present, any one of them is extraordinary in swordsmanship. Ghost Cry has practiced swords since childhood, and Nangong Woman relies on swords to eat. And although the little green girl is more powerful in her spells, as well as her huge body, she has also carried a sword with her all day since she transformed, and after so many years, her swordsmanship attainments are even worse than Ghost Cry and Nangong Woman.

After looking at it, Nangong Nuxia shook her head and said: "This swordsmanship is a rare good swordsmanship, but it is too sharp and not suitable for this little girl." ”

The little young girl nodded and agreed: "That's right, this swordsmanship should be softer and more varied, which is suitable for this girl." ”

Nangong Woman said: "This light skill is not suitable, this girl has a light body and a soft body, and the light skill should be lighter." And instead of practicing hard in swordsmanship, it is better to work more on light skills, and it is more appropriate to deal with the enemy in the future and focus on fighting. ”

Ghost Cry smiled helplessly: "This is really the softest swordsmanship I know, and I have nothing to do in terms of light skills, after all, I have learned Shushan swordsmanship since I was a child, and I practice Shushan light skills." ”

Nangong Woman said: "It's better to give her to me, the little girl is from Jiangnan, and Jiangnan's kung fu is more suitable for her." ”

Ghost Cry hesitated: "Is it appropriate?"

"Nothing to do, just to kill time. Nangong Woman said: "In the future, your kung fu will be used to knock on the side as a supplement!"

The little young girl also said: "My swordsmanship is not systematic, and it is not suitable for her to learn, but I can still give some guidance." ”

Ghost Cry hurriedly arched his hand: "Then thank you two here." ”

"Hey, don't be too busy, but there is a request!" Nangong Woman raised her finger.

"What do you want to ......" Before the ghost could finish crying, the little young girl on the side suddenly shouted: "Not good!"

Then it turned into a blue light, disappeared in an instant, and disappeared. Then, Ghost Cry and Nangong Woman heard a commotion in the front hall. They glanced at each other, picked up their weapons and rushed over. Cai Wei saw this scene, but did not catch up, hesitated in place, turned around and ran towards the main courtyard.

In the main courtyard, the Xu family was panicked, it was an eventful time at this time, and there was such a big movement in the front hall, how could they not panic.

Xu Bowen ran out of the room and ran to the front hall, he wanted to see what was going on over there, but he bumped into Cai Wei head-on and was pulled by Cai Wei.

"What are you going to do?" asked Caiwei.

Xu Bowen said anxiously: "Go and see what's going on!"

"Don't go. Cai Wei said as she grabbed Xu Bowen's vein and dragged him back, the vein was taken, Xu Bowen went to three points with all his strength, and then was dragged away by Cai Wei. Even if there are only seven points of strength left, the seven points of strength of an adult man is not comparable to a 14-year-old girl who has not been practicing martial arts for a long time, and Xu Bowen's physique is really poor.

Seeing that he couldn't break free, Xu Bowen shouted anxiously: "Let go of me, my father is still in the front hall!"

Cai Wei sneered and glanced at Xu Bowen: "Big Brother Ghost, Sister Xiaoqing, and Sister Zhao are all gone, do you think they are still inferior to you?"

Xu Bowen shouted: "But my father is in danger!"

"Come on. Cai Wei tried hard to recall the face of Nangong Woman, and recalled the tone of the little green girl's poisonous tongue, so her face became even colder: "Ten of you are not your father's opponents, what do you think you can do, just to be a drag oil bottle." ”

She snorted coldly: "Waste! I can't even compare, don't make trouble." ”

After saying this, Cai Wei's heart was pounding, and she only felt so excited. When Xu Bowen heard this, he was immediately dragged back by Cai Wei like a frosted eggplant.

After walking a few steps, I saw a man chasing after him, who took the job like a ghost crying. He was relieved to see Xu Bowen being dragged back, and raised his thumbs up at Cai Wei. Cai Wei was a little shy, and forcibly dragged Xu Bowen back to the hall.

In the hall, the two ladies of the Xu family arrived, and when they saw Xu Bowen being dragged back, they were relieved at the same time.

The young lady ran to Xu Bowen's side and asked with concern: "Bowen, are you okay, aren't you injured?"

Mrs. Xu pulled Xu Bowen and examined it, but she didn't see any wounds, so she was relieved, stroked her chest with her hand, and thanked Cai Wei: "Miss Cai Wei, thank you, if you hadn't stopped him, I don't know what would have happened." ”

Cai Wei shook her head, found a place to sit down, and looked out the door with some concern.

"Don't worry, he's fine. Lao Tie's voice sounded beside him, just a consoling word of consolation, and with his calm tone and calm face, it was inexplicably convincing.

Cai Wei felt a little more stable in her heart, thanked her, pursed her lips, took a sip of tea, and calmed her violently beating heart. She was always a little unwilling in her heart, she was unwilling to watch the ghost cry and fight in front, and all she could do was to try not to drag him back, but before she grew up, she could only do this.

Looking down at the Qiushui Sword placed aside, Cai Wei took a deep breath: When will I be able to catch up with him!