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"I'll do it anyway. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Song Mengjun stepped forward and looked at Tan Xingping peacefully, no sadness or joy, cold as frost, as usual.

Her demeanor was like facing a stranger, and her feelings did not fluctuate at all.

Seeing Song Mengjun stand up, Tan Xingping's eyes suddenly flashed, and his essence burst out, as if two cold lightning bolts burst out.

He finally became angry in his heart, like Song Jingsi, they stood up and wanted to go against him, he didn't feel anything, after all, they were strangers, and it was better to have the surname Xiao.

But Song Mengjun, who has always loved and pursued endlessly, stood up, but he inserted a knife in his heart.

"You...... Do you really want to do it with me?!" He took a deep breath, the smile on his face became bitter, and his voice was dry, as if he was struggling to spit out words.

Song Mengjun nodded: "If you want to do it, you have to pass my level first, and Mr. Xiao will not make a move easily." ”

"Good...... , okay!" Tan Xingping smiled bitterly, and suddenly laughed out loud.

He laughed and pitched incessantly, laughing until tears flowed from his eyes, as if he had encountered the funniest thing in the world.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, knowing that he was sad.

It's just that he doesn't have a sense of sympathy in his heart, and the other party is full of murderous opportunities, so he can't keep him even more.

It is very easy for love to turn into hate.

In the world, love and hate are a thin line apart, and this Tan Xingping is narrow-minded, easy to go sideways, and easy to fall into extremes.

Such a character is more likely to turn into hatred because of love, hatred is monstrous, and murderous opportunities are overflowing, and he can't get it himself, and he will never let others get it.

In this way, Song Mengjun is in danger, and the only way to eliminate him and nip the danger in the bud is a perfect strategy.

He sighed to himself, but his face was quiet.

"Have you laughed enough?!" Song Mengjun looked at Tan Xingping lightly, watching him laugh so much that tears flowed out, indifferent.

Her surname is indifferent, she will never be easily emotional, she is in charge of a gang, in the Blue and White Gang, there are not a few young and handsome, she has long been numb, Tan Xingping in front of her is just a stranger, and a stranger with murderous intent towards Xiao Yihan.

She couldn't see Xiao Yuesheng being humiliated the most, and this Tan Xingping actually looked down on him so much, and wanted to humiliate him, which was unbearable!

Tan Xingping took a breath, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, calmed down a few more mouthfuls, stood up straight, and looked at Song Mengjun.

At this time, he was like a different person, his eyes were full of spirit, and his whole body was full of momentum, like a cold sword out of the sheath, shining brightly, exuding a compelling momentum, making people dare not go straight to his edge, and he couldn't hide from it.

Xiao Yuesheng frowned slightly, and nodded secretly, sure enough, there are many strange people in the world, although this Tan Xingping is his enemy, he is also a good seedling, and with a little carving, he can achieve a top master.

It's a pity, it's a pity! Xiao Yuesheng sighed secretly, shook his head, and showed a look of compassion on his face.

"Miss Song, I didn't expect you to be so ruthless!" The kind smile on Tan Xingping's face disappeared and was replaced by a sneer.

Song Mengjun shook his head lightly: "There is no love, what is ruthlessness?!"

"Hehe, that's Tan Mou's own amorous?!" Tan Xingping laughed at himself and shook his head, his expression was pathetic.

Song Mengjun nodded, for the man in front of him, he was only angry, and there was no pity, his eyes were cold, and there was no sadness or joy.

Seeing her like this, Tan Xingping felt desperate in his heart, and suddenly, a resentment welled up in the depths of his heart, turned his head to glance at Xiao Yuesheng, and sneered.

Song Mengjun said lightly: "If you want to do it, let's start, don't ask for mother-in-law." ”

"Good! good!" Tan Xingping nodded with a sneer.

Xiao Yuesheng suddenly took a step forward, stood beside Song Mengjun, and said softly: "Miss Song, it's better for me to come!"

Song Mengjun turned his head to look at Xiao Yuesheng.

Xiao Yuesheng said in a low voice: "Such a character, I should come in person, his martial arts are extremely high, I want to see it myself!"

Song Mengjun frowned lightly, thoughtfully, and for a while, he couldn't stop groaning, his jade face changed, and he didn't directly agree to Xiao Yuesheng.

Xiao Yuesheng said lightly: "After all, this person is a lover, and it is ominous to kill him rashly, and he will leave a shadow of his heart." ”

Song Mengjun raised his head, glanced at him, and nodded slowly.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly and nodded, the two had a tacit understanding.

Song Mengjun took a step back, stood behind Xiao Yuesheng, stood side by side with Su Qingqing, and looked at Tan Xingping coldly.

Seeing this, Tan Xingping was furious in his heart, and snorted: "What do you think of me, if you want to change it, it's really rampant!"

Xiao Yuesheng glanced at him and smiled faintly: "Who do you want to find to do it, don't you just want to find me?!"

The two of them suddenly stood up, came to Tan Xingping, hugged their fists and said, "Childe, you have a noble body, how can you be like this?!"

Tan Xingping waved his hand and said impatiently: "I want to see how they can help me!"

The two of them were still standing in front of him, standing as pine, bowing down and saying: "Childe, you are the body of a daughter, and this kind of fighting and killing is handed over to your subordinates!"

After that, the middle-aged man turned around and smiled coldly at Xiao Yuesheng: "If you want to do something with my son-in-law, you have to pass me first!"

Xiao Yuesheng raised his eyebrows and shook his head, although the person in front of him had a profound cultivation, in front of him, there was no difference between young children, but he was too lazy to do it.

He said in a deep voice: "You are not my opponent, you will die in vain, it is better to retreat." ”

The middle-aged man shook his head and said lightly: "Although he is dead, if you want to do something with my son-in-law, you must first defeat me!"

"Master, this person will be handed over to the disciple!" Song Jingsi hurriedly leaned over and said in a low voice.

Xiao Yuesheng frowned twice and nodded in agreement.

As your own disciple, if you only grow up in a greenhouse, no matter how strong your martial arts are, you will inevitably fall, and you can only keep honing.

This is a contradiction in itself, but if you are in front of yourself and have yourself, there will be no danger, and it can be regarded as an excellent opportunity.

"Be careful, this man's martial arts are very high. Xiao Yuesheng whispered.

Song Jingsi nodded, pursed her lips, took two steps forward, hugged her fists and said, "Please advise!"

The middle-aged man frowned, he didn't expect it to be such a delicate woman, and he couldn't do it.

"I don't fight with women, change to another one!" he snorted in a deep voice, and looked at Xiao Yuesheng with his arms crossed, cold and cold.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled faintly and said, "This is my disciple, it's up to you to see what you're capable of...... Hit the small one, and the old one will come out naturally!"

"Then I'll hit a dozen small ones!" the middle-aged man snorted, stepped forward, and punched out.

The fist was fierce, and the whirring wind sounded, as if tearing through the air, with a terrifying might.

Song Jingsi narrowed her eyes slightly, such a punch technique was full of power, and it was not enough to make her afraid.

Although she has not been practicing for a long time, when it comes to knowledge, it is already very wide, Jiang Nanyun once took her to the Qingping Gang, watched everyone's practice, and learned from everyone.

She already has a lot of hands-on experience, but she is just missing some fights in life and death, and those people can't really have killing intent.

The body floated, the feet swirled, and instantly moved to the middle-aged man's side, and the punch was completely in the air.

Moving under his feet, but his hands did not stop, a palm struck, light and fluttering, without a little strength, it looked leisurely and slow, like a lover's touch.

The middle-aged man didn't dare to be careless, he noticed that there was something wrong with this palm, it seemed to be light, there was no strength, it looked like it was very slow, but it was very fast, and when he wanted to dodge, he was caught off guard.

He kicked his foot violently, and his body quickly moved sideways to the left, and he was able to avoid this palm, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.

Such a palm technique is really weird, she looks at the internal force is not deep, but the footwork under her feet is extremely secret.

The middle-aged man knows the mystery of footwork, which is a matter of life and death, and when he saw her move, he knew that he had met a master and did not dare to be careless.

He cheered up and punched out again, but he contained several layers of strength, just in case he needed it, and he didn't dare to exert his strength.

Song Jingsi stepped lightly under his feet, his footwork was subtle, he stepped out in two steps, appeared on his side again, and slapped it with a fluttering palm.

When the middle-aged man saw it, he was overjoyed, his body did not move, and he punched out violently, wanting to face Song Jingsi's palm.

Song Jingsi slapped it lightly, and when she saw the middle-aged man's fist, she whirred, but she didn't avoid its edge like last time.

This punch, the middle-aged man seems to be undiminished, and the power contained in the punch is far inferior to the punch at the beginning.

"Bang!" he didn't expect that Song Jingsi didn't use footwork, but made a hard move.

Song Jingsi's feet swirled, and then he took a step back, his face remained unchanged, but his eyes flashed.

The middle-aged man didn't do his best, and punched out, only to feel that the opponent's palm was stiff, although the internal force was inferior to himself, he still couldn't shake it.

He couldn't help but be stunned for a while, this kind of palm technique, obviously the internal force is strange, and it is definitely not a strong internal force that can win, unless the internal force is far stronger than the other party.

It's just that although he has deep internal strength, he will not be far stronger than the other party, otherwise, she would not dare to challenge so single-handedly.

Thinking of this, he became more and more careful, the internal force on the fist was not strong, and it was mostly left in the body, ready to be used for strain.

It was really a hard thing to meet such a slippery opponent, he was astringent in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, and he had a confident look.

One punch, one punch after another, he turned clumsy and returned to simplicity, just punch by punch, ignoring all tricks, no matter how complicated and dazzling her moves were, he just punched out.

Not only that, when it comes to the subtlety of the moves, he is far inferior, but he doesn't care, just a punch, and sometimes, even uses both defeats, because he can't see through the opponent's moves, and his eyes are confused, so he fights to get injured himself, and he also wants to touch the other party.

Song Jingsi was at a loss when she encountered such a situation.

She seduces the enemy, confuses the enemy, deceives the enemy, deceives the enemy, and does everything she can, but she is like an old ox pulling a cart, slowly and leisurely, only seeking no fault, not seeking merit, not being greedy or boring, and when she sees her own moves, she punches out and does not let herself get close.

Xiao Yuesheng squinted his eyes slightly, motionless.

Su Qingqing leaned over, glanced at him, and said in a low voice: "Big brother, it seems that Jing Si can't find any good way!"

Xiao Yuesheng said "um" and didn't answer, just stared at it playfully, thoughtfully.

After a while, Song Jingsi's moves suddenly changed, simplifying the complex, and also learning from the middle-aged man, slapping out a light palm, and his body did not move.

The middle-aged man was overjoyed, and punched out unceremoniously, just to prevent her from cheating, and did not do his best, only half of the internal force.

With a "bang", the two of them shook, and the middle-aged man finally didn't move.

Song Jingsi spun under his feet, using a unique set of methods to dissolve the internal force, or vent it out.

She didn't rest, she slapped out a palm lightly, her body was also immovable, her face was decisive and brave, as if she wanted to decide life and death with one palm.

The middle-aged man was happy in his heart, his face did not move, and his internal strength gathered in this punch, wanting to solve her with one move.

Song Jingsi's eyes flashed with a light, and suddenly his figure flashed, and he got behind him with a sudden sudden, and struck out with a light palm.

This palm is as fast as lightning, it seems to be light, but it is ruthless and abnormal, which is very different from the palm just now.

This palm is indeed different from the palm method just now, it is the peerless knowledge in the Nine Yin True Scripture - the Heart-Destroying Palm.

Song Jingsi didn't want to take advantage of this trick, but seeing that this person had the intention of killing himself, he needed to take the lead in killing the person who wanted to kill him.

The first strike is the strongest, this is the concept that Xiao Yuesheng instilled in his disciples, whether it is the previous life, the last two lives, or this life, it is all unchanged.

Although Song Jingsi is kind, after all, he has undergone great changes, and he already understands the horror of people's surnames, and when he saw that he wanted to kill himself, his heart suddenly hardened, and he did not hesitate to show his killer move.

She set a trap several times, but the other party was not fooled, this time, she finally couldn't resist the temptation, thinking that she was in her hands, and tried her best to give her an opportunity.

The middle-aged man was stunned and wanted to change his moves, but it was too late.

This palm, poured all his strength, the internal force of the whole body surged forward, want to turn around, it is too late, as if a car, if it is driving slowly, turning to the back, it is not difficult, if it is driving at full speed, want to turn back, but it is difficult.

He is like this, if he wants to return the punch and hit back, it is too late, and he can only resist with internal strength and concentrate on the vest.

I felt a pain in my vest, and this palm happened to be printed on his vest.

He was happy in his heart, he first carried the internal force, and then slapped the palm up, with the internal force to counteract, he must not suffer too much damage, after all, the other party's internal force is not deep.

I was rejoicing in my heart, but suddenly my heart hurt, and the darkness came up like a tide, and I suddenly fell unconscious.

Song Jingsi floated back and retreated, fell back to Xiao Yuesheng's side, and said in a low voice: "Master, I have made a heart-shattering palm!"

Xiao Yuesheng nodded: "Well, it makes it good!"

He was quite pleased, this Song Jingsi usually looked at Wenwen quietly, but when he started to move, he was very good at using his brains, often defeating the strong with the weak, and his mind was delicate, far beyond ordinary people.

Tan Xingping stepped forward, glanced at the middle-aged man who had fallen, probed his pulse, shook his head, and his face was gloomy.

He raised his head and glanced at Song Jingsi, the resentful look made her chill, and she hurriedly turned her eyes away, not daring to look at him again.

"What are you scaring children for?!" Su Qingqing said angrily, glaring at Tan Xingping fiercely, revealing a disdainful sneer.

Tan Xingping's face was gloomy as if he could wring out water, staring at Song Jingsi and ignoring Su Qingqing.

Xiao Yuesheng coughed lightly, took a diagonal step, blocked Song Jingsi behind him, and said lightly: "When you do it, it is inevitable that this will happen." ”

"Okay, it's very good!" Tan Xingping suddenly laughed, but there was no smile on his face.

With such a shape, like a madman, all the women were a little afraid, but Song Mengjun looked at him lightly, without joy or sorrow.

Tan Xingping suddenly moved, his figure flashed away, and suddenly, he appeared behind Song Jingsi, and a palm poked out and hit his vest.

This kind of situation was unexpected, but I didn't expect him to be so clever and light, and for a while, he was caught off guard.

Song Jingsi reacted sharply, reached forward with his palm, and wanted to catch this palm, so that it was a broken jade palm, and it was just to yang.

She was helpless in her heart, she was already in her heart, life and death depended on fate, this surnamed Tan, since the master didn't let Sister Su and them make a move, obviously this person's martial arts skills are extremely high, and his own internal strength cultivation, compared with him, I am afraid that the mantis arm is blocking the car, and the difference is too far, even if the jade fist is broken, it will be useless.

She smiled bitterly in her heart, but she did not hesitate to strike out with a palm, wanting to stop him, and the master would be able to take action and avenge herself.

At the time of crisis, her mind was extremely clear, and all kinds of past events were replayed in her mind.

In the end, the situation stayed in the wonderful situation when they lived in Guanyun Villa, and they only felt that they could live like this once in their lives, but they did not live in vain.

"Bang!" she was in a trance, and suddenly her palm was empty, but what she saw in front of her was the back of the master.

He was standing in front of him, and on the opposite side, Tan Xingping was like being beaten by a giant tree, hitting the wall of the painting, leaning against the wall, looking at this side coldly.

"You want to kill my disciple?!" Xiao Yuesheng asked lightly, but his face turned cold, his eyes were faint, hidden and hidden, and his heart was surging with murderous intent.

Tan Xingping sneered, his body moved, and he shook again, appearing on Song Jingsi's side, and poked out with a palm, which was incoherent.

Xiao Yuesheng chuckled, his figure flashed, and he moved sideways to Song Jingsi's side, blocking in front of his palm, and struck out with a fluttering palm.

Tan Xingping's face changed slightly, his feet were horizontal, and he moved horizontally again, his palm was already very close to Song Jingsi, and he was about to reach it.

At this moment, a faint sneer sounded in his ears.

When he turned his head to see clearly, a palm in front of him kept zooming in, covering his eyes.

Suddenly, he felt a sense of helplessness, as if the world was so big that there was no hiding place but to die obediently.

This thought was quickly suppressed by him, knowing that it was affected by the other party's martial arts, he bowed his head violently and fell to the ground, wanting to avoid this palm.

Xiao Yuesheng's figure flickered, and with a light blow, it was imprinted on Tan Xingping's vest, and then he retreated and returned to his original position.

"Let's go!" Xiao Yuesheng turned to the women.

The blow just now didn't seem to exert much strength, but only hit Tan Xingping, knocking him to the ground and eating a dog gnawing mud.

The women naturally nodded, naturally there would be no disagreement, and they followed him obediently.

Xiao Yuesheng suddenly stopped, pondered for a moment, turned his head to Tan Xing on the ground and said indifferently: "I said that I will leave you a surname today, if you insist on being my enemy, you will not be so polite next time!"

Tan Xingping smiled coldly and didn't agree, but his eyes were extremely resentful, as if he wanted to eat their blood and skin them.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, sighed, stepped out of the painting, and his figure shook, appearing in Su Qingqing's painting.

"Big brother, he hates us so much, why did he spare his surname?!" Before Su Qingqing sat down, he asked in a coquettish voice, his face full of puzzlement.

Xiao Yuesheng sat at the window, and the open window, the breeze came slowly, with bursts of cool breath, blowing on their faces.

"Forget it, he is not from the martial arts, but a child of a rich family, so he must be able to weigh what he should do. Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand.

He chuckled in his heart and shook his head, feeling that his surname had changed a little and had become more hypocritical.

He sighed to himself again, and suddenly, he somewhat understood why Buddhism was gradually declining, and now, there is no one who has attained the status of the Buddha.

The more later, people are often more likely to fall into the secular rules, for the mystery between heaven and earth, but lost, more entanglements between people, all the energy of people to take up, and it is difficult to have the Wei and Jin Dynasty celebrities like free and easy.

Suddenly, in an instant, he had an epiphany, and Xiao Guanlan, who was originally free and natural, was resurrected.

Hehe smiled, his expression was free, he shook his head and said: "Qingqing, I didn't spare his surname, I just didn't want to stain your eyes, and when he went home, he would die!"

"That's the case!" Su Qingqing shone brightly and chuckled.

Xiao Yuesheng nodded: "Such a character is really a big trouble, and it needs to be eliminated as soon as possible, so as not to cause trouble and affect others." ”

He turned his head and looked at Song Mengjun: "Miss Song, I killed him, don't you blame him?!"

"Why am I so surprised?!" Song Mengjun's expression changed and he snorted coldly.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly: "I heard that it is often difficult for women to have hatred for men who like them. ”

"Who did you listen to?!" Song Mengjunyu's face sank, and he glared at him coldly, hearing the meaning of his words, his heart ached slightly.

Seeing her like this, Xiao Yuesheng laughed, shook his head and said, "Okay, it's just a joke, I just think it's a pity!"

"What a pity?!" Song Mengjun glared at him angrily.

Xiao Yuesheng picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and said: "It's a pity that I am such a character, with excellent martial arts, and I don't have any heart, is there really no hero in the world?!"

With that, he got up, turned to the window, and looked at the lake, as if his gaze passed through everything in front of him, and saw infinity.

The women behind him looked at his back, and suddenly a sense of loneliness arose in their hearts.

This feeling came a little inexplicably, but I couldn't help myself.

"Master, he's jealous because he likes it, right?" Song Jingsi said softly.

Xiao Yuesheng turned around, shook his head, sat down, and picked up the white jade cup.

Song Mengjun stepped forward, holding the pot with both hands, and poured a full cup for him, but it was done smoothly without any delay.

She only felt that she had to do this, she wanted to soothe him, he was a martial artist, but she felt that his heart was fragile and needed to be carefully maintained.

Xiao Yuesheng nodded, smiled at her slightly, thanked her, shook the white jade cup lightly, let the mellow fragrance spread in the air, sniffed it in front of his nose, and took a sip slowly.

He sighed softly: "Jealousy is indeed an extreme catalyst, but it does not play a decisive role, this person's heart is not right." ”

Su Qingqing pursed his lips and chuckled: "However, it seems that he is full of heroism and is very good at deceiving women!"

"Well, such a character is extremely dangerous!" Su Qingqing nodded.

"Brother Xiao, how did you plot against him?!" Su Qingqing came over curiously and asked with a smile.

Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her, shook his head, picked up the white jade cup and took another sip.

"Big brother, it doesn't matter if you talk about it!" Su Qingqing begged unrelentingly, her voice was greasy, and she was already coquettish.

"I don't say it, I'm afraid I'll scare you. Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly, picked up the book, and flipped through it slowly.

"Big brother, you also underestimate us?!" Su Qingqing said unconvinced, her eyes widened, and she stared at him fiercely.

Looking at her frame, you have to figure it out.

Xiao Yuesheng's warm gaze swept over everyone, nodded, and said with a smile: "Do you really want to hear it?!"

"That's nature!" the women nodded their heads in unison, their expressions eager and their eyes as bright as water, staring at his face.

Xiao Yuesheng stroked his mustache and closed his eyes slightly, as if he was in deep thought.

After a while, while the women were waiting nervously, Xiao Yuesheng raised his head, opened his eyes, and said lightly: "I have a skill that can secretly plot against people." ”

"What kind of kung fu?!" Su Qingqing hurriedly asked, his breathing was much heavier, and his bright eyes did not blink.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly, and said in a low voice: "This kung fu, but it has to be kept secret, and it can't be announced, it really hurts the heavens and the peace." ”

"Big brother, what kind of kung fu is it, and you are still so exquisite?!" Su Qingqing was itchy and asked curiously.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, but he didn't say anything, which made Su Qingqing stomp his feet and be coquettish.

However, no matter how coquettish she was, Xiao Yuesheng just shook her head blindly, smiling slightly, very weird.

Everyone had no choice but to do it, meditating and trying to figure out how they could plot against people invisibly.

Is there such a kung fu in the world, so evil.

"Big brother, how did you plot against him?!" Su Qingqing was helpless, so she could only divert the topic and continue to ask.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled: "When you contact people, it is very simple to make a secret calculation, and my palm is a soft wind palm." ”

"Soft Wind Palm?!" Su Qingqing's eyes lit up and he hurriedly asked.

Xiao Yuesheng nodded and smiled lightly: "The so-called soft wind palm has two layers,...... Let's just talk about the first layer, its palm power is like a gentle wind, patting on the body, unconscious, just thinking that it is a gust of wind blowing over, and I don't care. ”

"And such a palm technique?!" Su Qingqing's eyes were shining, and he smiled lightly: "If it is such a palm technique, I am afraid that I will not be able to avoid it, especially those who are familiar with the plot, but it is very scary!"

Xiao Yuesheng nodded slightly and said, "Well, this palm does have something unique. ”

"Big brother, what is the other meaning of the soft wind palm?!" Su Qingqing was itchy and couldn't help but ask.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled, but he didn't say anything.

Su Qingqing stepped forward and grabbed his arm, and said in a coquettish voice: "Big brother, please, just say it, if you do it again, you can die in a hurry, and you don't need to slap the soft wind!"

Xiao Yuesheng smiled, shook his head, and said, "This soft wind palm is really too vicious, and I never take it lightly." ”

"Big-brother-!" Su Qingqing stomped his feet and glared at him with disgust.

Xiao Yuesheng picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and looked into the distance, as if he was overlooking the scenery on the lake, and seemed to be deep in thought.

Su Qingqing was so anxious that she jumped to her feet, but when she saw him like this, she didn't dare to disturb, her heart was like a cat scratching, and she itched badly.

(To be continued)