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"Zhao Xiaosi, your swordsmanship has made great progress!" Su Qingqing strained his face, his long sword waved, and his sword moves were sharp, obviously better than Zhao Xiaosi. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhao Xiaosi is not his real name, just because he is ranked fourth, Su Qingqing usually jokingly calls him like this.

"Miss's martial arts, I admire it so much!" Zhao Xiaosi said with a smile, but his hand was unambiguous, a sword was as fast as a sword, secretly holding back a momentum, since he was a child, he had never defeated Su Qingqing, which really damaged his dignity as a man.

"Let me see, what is a one-word electric sword!" Su Qingqing pursed her lips, her face was as cold as ice, unmoved.

After that, she suddenly put away her sword, crossed her chest, her eyelids drooped, her bright eyes narrowed slightly, and only two thin rays of light were revealed, shining on Zhao Xiaosi as if nothing was there.

Zhao Xiaosi's smile was put away, his face was solemn, as if he had changed a person, as a disciple of the Su family, he knew the power of the one-word electric sword.

Everyone around her has already avoided the two, although the lord gave the order, but after all, she is her own young lady, the little princess of the Su family, thousands of favors are gathered in one, if she is hurt, even if the master will not pursue it, the rest of the Su family will not spare herself.

They didn't dare to touch Su Qingqing, so they all besieged Song Mengjun, but they didn't kill her, they wanted her to exhaust her strength, and finally stopped, she was Miss's friend, if she hurt her, Miss would not spare herself.

Therefore, the situation on the painting is quite lively, but it is not intense, and the two people who were put down by Su Qingqing have been placed next to them, and there is no big problem.

"Snort-" There was a sharp roar, a flash of cold lightning flashed, and Su Qingqing walked with the sword, extremely fast, like lightning, suddenly appeared in the sky.

Zhao Xiaosi kicked hard under his feet, and swung his long sword in retreat, forming several sword flowers, which bloomed on his chest, silver and white.

Su Qingqing's long sword was like lightning, and it hit in an instant, crashing into several sword flowers.

"Ding" a clear sound, Zhao Xiaosi was like being devoured by thunder, his backward figure accelerated, retreated faster, and suddenly hit the mast of the painting.

The "Kara" mast snapped straight and slowly fell.

Zhao Xiaosi slowly slid down from the mast and sat on the deck, he smiled bitterly, his face was pale, and there was a trace of blood stains on the corner of his mouth, staring blankly at Su Qingqing who was standing with a horizontal sword.

Su Qingqing's face was like snow, his expression was cold, his eyes were as cold as ice, and the cold light burst out, and his momentum was a little sharper than the long sword in his hand.

At this time, Su Qingqing was heroic and sharp, no longer delicate at the beginning, as if he had changed someone.

Song Mengjun waved his long sword, drew a curtain of light, forced everyone away, flashed under his feet, retreated to Su Qingqing's side, and said lightly: "Sister Su, good swordsmanship!"

"Sister Song, I'm still far away!" Su Qingqing shook her head, revealing dissatisfaction.

Song Mengjun shook his head, the sword light still flashed in front of him, and sighed: "The Su family in Jiangnan is really worthy of its reputation!"

"Sister Song, don't laugh at me!" Su Qingqing said in a delicate voice.

Song Mengjun's cold face showed a hint of a smile, she knew in her heart that all these people around her were not mediocre, and with joining forces, they could really capture themselves, but they were just deliberately merciful.

"Uncle Nine!" Su Qingqing's eyes widened and he exclaimed.

Uncle Nine didn't know when he appeared in front of her, his eyes were bright, he looked at the two of them, his expression was gentle, and he said in a harmonious voice: "Qingqing, I didn't expect that your swordsmanship is so advanced!"

"Ninth Uncle......" Su Qingqing was silent.

"One word electric sword, I remember that you couldn't use it before,...... Okay, good! It seems that these words, but the martial arts have not been put down!" Uncle Jiu's face was full of praise.

"Uncle Jiu, are you going to make a move on me?" Su Qingqing's eyes were dark, revealing a sad look.

"Little girl, I have already learned these little tricks, they are useless!" The middle-aged man stroked his chin and smiled slightly.

Although he smiled, his whole body was full of non-angry and self-righteous momentum, which was quite similar to Xiao Yuesheng.

"Okay, look at the sword!" Su Qingqing's delicate nose wrinkled, the color of sorrow suddenly converged, and the long sword stabbed out, extremely fast.

In front of Uncle Jiu, who has watched her grow up since she was a child, she seems to have become an elf and eccentric little girl.

The ninth uncle's name is Su Yingzhong, and he is the ninth brother of Su Yingfang, the contemporary head of the Su family, and the age difference between the two is nearly 20 years.

Su Yingzhong was born, her mother gave birth because she was too old, died of dystocia, and was adopted by her sister-in-law since she was a child, she was Su Qingqing's mother, and after Su Qingqing was born, her mother was too weak and died, her father was busy, and Su Yingzhong has been taking care of her.

Therefore, the relationship between the two is the most intimate.

Su Yingzhong's long sword was not unsheathed, he turned sideways, avoided the tip of the sword just right, and said with a smile: "Little girl, your swordsmanship is all passed on by me, is it possible, you still want to be blue, better than blue?!"

Su Qingqing was silent, pursed her red lips, her eyes were full of stubbornness, and her long sword waved, stabbing out one sword after another, becoming more and more powerful.

Su Ying shook her head with a smile, and didn't say more, the sword was not out of the sheath, she only relied on footwork and body skills to dodge, wanting to grab the white blade empty-handed, so that she would die.

But with the unfolding of the sword moves, Su Qingqing's sword momentum was surging, endless, the momentum became more and more hearty, and the swordsmanship became more and more powerful.

Su Yingzhong's face sank, his brows furrowed, and he felt puzzled in his heart, Su Qingqing's swordsmanship had improved by leaps and bounds, and it was completely different from before, as if he had an adventure overnight.

Such a situation was rare and strange, and while he was secretly happy in his heart, he had to draw his sword out of its sheath, and he could not catch it empty-handed.

In the sound of "ding", the two swords kept resonating, and Song Mengjun and the others had stopped and watched the competition between the two of them carefully.

The children of the Su family were fascinated, they didn't expect the Su family's swordsmanship to be able to be performed like this, so exquisite, as if a new world had appeared in front of them, like an enlightenment, and suddenly had an epiphany.

Song Mengjun also looked carefully, the Jiangnan Su family, in the eyes of ordinary martial arts people, may not know, because they are low-key, and in recent decades, they seem to have faded out of the martial arts.

But among the older generation of martial arts people, for the Su family, it is like thunder, the Su family's sword is extremely fast, extremely powerful, and the word electric sword is even more rare.

She nodded secretly as she watched, and her name was well deserved.

She suddenly felt something, and there was a faint fragrance from her nose, which was heart-wrenching, and she hurriedly turned her head to see that Jiang Nanyun was wearing a plain white Luo shirt, standing with a smile.

"Sister Jiang......" she called in a low voice.

Jiang Nanyun smiled and waved her hand, and her mellow and glutinous voice came from Song Mengjun's ears: "Sister Song, let's take a look." ”

Song Mengjun nodded, stopped talking, and continued to appreciate the Su family's swordsmanship.

"Don't fight!" Su Qingqing suddenly laughed, stabbed with a long sword, and then took advantage of Su Yingzhong's dodge to retreat and go to Jiang Nanyun's side.

"Sister Jiang, you're here!" she showed her face full of joy, but her tone was full of anger.

Jiang Nanyun smiled skillfully, swept her bright eyes, and her autumn-like gaze swept by, and finally fell on Su Qingqing: "Sister Su, am I late?"

Swept by Jiang Nanyun's gaze, the children of the Su family only felt a clear spring injected into their eyes, and their bodies were suddenly clear, and their hearts were drunk.

"If you don't come again, I'll be arrested!" Su Qingqing said angrily.

Jiang Nanyun looked around, looked at Su Yingzhong fixedly, and said with a faint smile: "If you don't leave, who will dare to arrest you?"

"This one, presumably Sister Su's ninth uncle?" she asked with a smile.

"I don't know what ...... girl is?" Su Yingzhong frowned and asked in a deep voice, seemingly ignoring Jiang Nanyun's peerless demeanor.

"The little girl Jiang Nanyun is Sister Su's good friend!" Jiang Nanyun pursed her lips and smiled.

"Jiang ...... South...... Yun?" Su Yingzhong's brows furrowed even tighter, and he groaned thoughtfully.

As a martial arts family, although he has disappeared in recent years, after all, he has a strong foundation and is very well-informed.

"The Jiang Gang Leader of the Qingping Gang?" Su Yingzhong's face sank and asked slowly.

"It's the little woman. Jiang Nanyun nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "Sister Su has a great time here, I hope Uncle Jiu should not disturb me!"

Su Yingzhong was silent, the expression on his face changed, and the weather was uncertain.

Jiangnan Yun's majesty, he has been famous for a long time, ruthless, martial arts, so far there is no opponent, the elders of the Su family used the word "unfathomable" when commenting on this woman.

For the elders in the family, Su Yingzhong has great respect and trust, although they are not enterprising enough, but when it comes to vision and old spicy, they are by no means comparable to the younger generation.

"This is the Su family's family matter, and the Jiang gang leader also wants to intervene?" Su Ying carefully pondered the words and asked slowly, with a solemn expression.

Song Mengjun sighed from the sidelines, although she was a friend, her surname was so strong, and she often used Jiangnan Yun to spur herself.

As the leader of the Blue and White Gang, this ninth uncle is not in his eyes, maybe in the eyes of the Su family, the little Blue and White Gang is not enough to worry about.

But as soon as Jiang Nan Yunfu appeared, Uncle Jiu's face was heavy, as if he was facing a great enemy, and when he spoke, he was also solemn and careful, obviously Jiang Nanyun brought him great pressure.

Although she felt a little tasteful, she was helpless, when it came to martial arts, she was far behind, and the Qinghua Gang was much worse than the Qingping Gang.

Jiang Nanyun smiled at Su Yingzhong, and said with a smile: "It stands to reason that you and Sister Su are family, and I shouldn't meddle in things, but since Sister Su asked me for help, how can I stand idly by,...... I'm sorry!"

Su Yingzhong's face became ugly, he turned his head and glared at Xiao Xiang who shrunk his head, and then looked at Su Qingqing: "Qingqing, do you want to make our Su family lose face?!"

"Ninth Uncle......" Su Qingqing slurped and looked uneasy.

As the little princess of the Su family, she has been exposed to it since she was a child, and she has a deep-rooted loyalty to the family and takes it as her responsibility to maintain the family.

She bit her lower lip, thought for a while, shook her head and said, "Uncle Jiu, forgive Qingqing for being unfilial, I can't go back with you!"

"Good...... Okay!" Su Yingzhong's face was extremely ugly, gloomy as if it was going to rain, staring at Su Qingqing and snorting coldly: "Your wings are hard, so you won't take our Su family seriously!"

"Ninth Uncle!" Su Qingqing hurriedly called, with a pleading look in his eyes, as if begging him not to say any more.

Su Ying snorted coldly, her face was blue, but she couldn't bear it and stopped.

Jiang Nanyun watched quietly all the time, without interjecting, looking at Su Qingqing with bright eyes, not wanting to interfere with her choice.

Su Ying looked at Su Qingqing again for a long time, then turned his head to look at Jiang Nanyun, and snorted at Su Qingqing: "Now, you have strong reinforcements in hand, and I won't be ashamed!"

With that, he waved his hand, turned and left.

Zhao Xiaosi and the others slowly retreated, in an orderly manner, pressing the hilt of the sword with their hands, ready to attack, as if they were guarding against Jiang Nanyun and Song Mengjun's sudden attack.

Seeing this, Song Mengjun snorted coldly, and the hilt of the sword moved, causing them to tighten up like a bowstring, but she let go, as if she had no intention of doing it.

Zhao Xiaosi and the others did not relax, they tensed their bodies, and slowly stood at the bow of the boat, and only then did they relax when the painting gradually left.

"Ninth Master, why don't you do it?" Zhao Xiaosi approached Su Yingzhong and asked in a low voice.

It wasn't that he didn't know that at this time, it was really inappropriate to ask this question, it was when the Ninth Master was angry.

But he was really itching in his heart, and he didn't ask, as if a few cats were scratching non-stop, so he could only bite the bullet and ask slowly.

Su Yingzhong had a gloomy face, glanced at him, and did not speak.

"Ninth Master......" Zhao Xiaosi was glanced at by him, as if he had been stabbed by a sword, but he still stiffened his head and asked in a low voice.

The dark clouds on Su Yingzhong's face seemed to dissipate a little, and he stroked his beard and groaned, and after a while, he let out a long sigh and shook his head.

"Ninth Master, is it possible, this Jiangnan cloud can't be provoked?!" Zhao Xiaosi asked hesitantly, with a smile on his face, as if he didn't believe it.

"Do you think that our Su family is invincible in the world?!" Su Ying glanced at him again and asked coldly.

Zhao Xiaosi nodded vigorously: "Our Su family, excellent swordsmanship, countless masters, if it is born, how can there be the Songshan faction?"

For the Songshan faction, Zhao Xiaosiji didn't look at it right, thinking that Zuo Lengchan was too rampant, and regarded the heroes of the world as nothing, he was not convinced, and always felt that it was his luck.

Su Ying snorted heavily and shook her head.

"Ninth Master, I am young and ignorant, if there is anything wrong, please ask Ninth Master for advice!" Zhao Xiaosi said with a smile.

"You think like this, but you don't want to, you want to know the world's martial arts, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, Songshan faction can be so majestic, is there no hidden master?!" Su Ying said with a heavy shake of his head.

Zhao Xiaosi nodded, as if he had an understanding.

He smiled again, and said with a straight face: "Ninth Master, what kind of character is this Jiang Nanyun, is it very powerful?"

"What kind of character?!" Su Yingzhong sneered.

Zhao Xiaosi was even more curious and looked at him fixedly.

Su Ying thought for a moment, as if she was sorting out her thoughts, and after a while, she said slowly: "Little Si, you haven't heard of Jiang Nanyun, but you should have heard of the name of the Great Sword, right?"

"A sword?!" Zhao Xiaosi asked in surprise.

Seeing Xiao Yuesheng nodding, he hurriedly said: "I know that Xiao Yihan is a sword, his swordsmanship is extremely fast, and he is known as no one in the world who can avoid his sword!"

He was like a thunderbolt about the name of the sword, and when he heard that he was just a young man, he had a little more admiration, and it had turned into worship.

"Jiang Nanyun is the disciple of the Amazing Sword!" Xiao Yuesheng said lightly.

"Ahh

Xiao Yuesheng glanced at him angrily and snorted, "What's all the fuss about?!"

"It's not...... , I heard that Jinghong Yijian is not very old, Jiang Nanyun, it looks similar to him, this is ......" Zhao Xiaosi snorted.

"The master is the teacher!" Xiao Yuesheng said lightly: "Lao Denuo of the Huashan faction is much older than Linghu Chong, and he is still the second senior brother!"

Zhao Xiaosi nodded and was taught, thoughtful, thought about it, and said, "It turns out that Jiang Nanyun is a disciple of Mr. Xiao, no wonder!"

"Jiang Nanyun's martial arts have won the samadhi of a sword, his swordsmanship is outstanding, and he has never met an opponent so far, besides, even if he defeats Jiang Nanyun, can you still defeat Xiao Yihan?!" Su Yingzhong said indifferently, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"Yes-ah-!" Zhao Xiaosi nodded, like a chicken eating rice, and said: "Mr. Xiao's swordsmanship is extremely clever, and it is indeed not suitable to be an enemy with him." ”

"That's right, not to mention that his martial arts are very high now, there are few enemies, just by his age, if it is my age, how can there be any more opponents in the world?!" Su Yingzhong said slowly, his face sinking like water.

Zhao Xiaosi nodded hurriedly: "It's still the ninth master who thinks far and deep!"

He only thought that Xiao Yihan's martial arts were extremely high, and he couldn't do anything with him, but he didn't think about it more, so he was not as good as the Ninth Master!

Su Qingqing watched the painting slowly leave, gradually disappearing, and the expression on Xiu's face was extremely complicated, whether it was joy or not, as if it was sad but not sad.

"Sister Su, don't be cranky, you did a good job. Song Mengjun comforted gently.

"Sister Song, I don't know, if I did something wrong!" Su Qingqing sighed faintly, her face gloomy.

Jiang Nanyun smiled and shook his head.

"Sister Jiang, what are you laughing at?!" Su Qingqing said angrily.

Jiang Nanyun Yanran chuckled, shook her head, and said, "You, you're thinking too much!"

Seeing Su Qingqing biting her lower lip with a disapproving face, Jiang Nanyun smiled and said, "Your ninth uncle is here to arrest you, is it possible, you want to go back with him obediently?!"

She took a breath and continued: "If you go back with your ninth uncle, your father must think that you can't resist your ninth uncle, and he will only look down on you. ”

"If you resist your ninth uncle, but it's very different, if you really can't pass that level in your heart, you can go back or not. ”

Without waiting for Su Qingqing to speak, she continued: "Sister Su, according to what you want, will your father give up?"

Su Qingqing shook her head without hesitation: "Daddy's temper is even more stubborn, he has always said the same, and he will never let me go!"

Jiang Nanyun nodded: "That's good, next time, send a more powerful character over, you still have to resist, until your father comes forward in person, if he defeats him again, at that time, see if he is willing to marry you to that Fan Dongfang?!"

Su Qingqing thought about it, a smile appeared on her face, and she became cheerful, fascinated by the prospect outlined by Jiang Nanyun.

But after a while, the smile on her face faded, and Dai's brow furrowed.

"What's the matter?" Song Mengjun asked with a smile.

Su Qingqing shook her head and smiled bitterly, "It's good, but it's not realistic, how can I deal with my father?!"

Song Mengjun smiled, pursed his lips and nodded.

The Su family in Jiangnan is a martial arts family, and as the head of the family, if the martial arts are not good, I am afraid that they will not be able to convince the public at all.

"Why don't you beg my master and ask him to give you a few tricks?" Jiang Nanyun smiled skillfully, and then slapped his face: "Oops...... No!"

"What's wrong?" Su Qingqing hurriedly asked, she was quite moved by Jiang Nanyun's proposal.

Jiang Nanyun hesitated for a moment, thought about it, and said slowly with a wry smile: "...... We're going into hiding!"

"Retreat?!" Su Qingqing and Song Mengjun exclaimed at the same time, revealing disbelief.

Jiang Nanyun nodded slowly and said in a low voice: "This news, don't spread it, I don't want Master to scold." ”

The two nodded in unison.

"Good and decent, what are you doing in seclusion?!" Su Qingqing frowned, and asked in confusion.

Song Mengjun also said: "That's it...... If you are old, your martial arts have regressed, and it is not a wise choice to retreat to the mountains and forests, but your master is young, how can he be like an old man?"

Jiang Nanyun shook her head with a smile, and didn't say more, she didn't know why she went into hiding, but she knew that if the master went into hiding, she would follow her, and she would never leave the master's side.

"Sister Jiang, what should I do then?" Su Qingqing's delicate eyebrows twitched, and she asked coquettishly.

Jiang Nanyun thought for a while and said, "I'll go talk to the master and see if he can change his mind, and help you first." ”

"Then you can talk to Mr. Xiao more good things. Su Qingqing nodded helplessly.

"Don't worry!" Jiang Nanyun said with a smile.

That night, after dinner, Jiang Nanyun told the matter.

Inside the Cold Smoke Pavilion, it is as cool as early autumn, which is completely different from the hot and depressed weather outside, as if there are two worlds.

The windows are open, and the scenery outside is presented in the windows, like a living picture.

A gust of evening breeze swept across the lake at night, blowing through the window, and the low-hanging curtains in the house fluttered gently, and everyone's faces were cool.

"Big brother, Sister Su is also very pitiful, her mother died early, and her father doesn't love her, so he has to marry her to a playboy!" Liu Jing shook her head and sighed.

"......" Xiao Yuesheng was silent, just holding the white jade cup, shaking it slightly, looking at the night scene outside.

"Master......" Jiang Nanyun called cautiously.

"Hmm," Xiao Yuesheng agreed, still a little absent-minded.

Jiang Nanyun asked softly, "Master, do we want to help Sister Su?"

"You want to help?" Jiang Nanyun looked up at her.

Jiang Nanyun nodded vigorously: "Sister Su is unlucky, how can I let it go?!"

"Well, that's good, you stay first, wait for this matter to be resolved, and then come to Guanyun Island. Xiao Yuesheng nodded.

"......" Jiang Nanyun was stunned, but it was different from what he originally thought, he thought about it, and hesitated: "Master...... Master, let's go together, won't we?"

"Then you won't help her?" Xiao Yuesheng raised his eyebrows and asked with a chuckle.

"Master-Master-!" Jiang Nanyun heard that the master was deliberately pretending to be stupid, so he glanced at him with disgust, and snorted softly: "Let's take Sister Su with us." ”

"What nonsense. Xiao Yuesheng scolded lightly and shook his head.

"That'...... , shall we wait before leaving?" Jiang Nanyun stared at him and asked cautiously.

(To be continued)