Li Sanping's eyes narrowed slightly, blocking in front of his junior sister, holding on to the railing by the pavilion, staring at the pavilion not far away, and suddenly found that there were eleven people standing there, but one of them was carried behind him.

Ten horses, eleven people, and the sound of hooves is not chaotic, it is really a rare horse! Li Sanping sighed in his heart, quite envious, this kind of horse, there is not a single horse in the Tianshan Sword Sect.

After the eleven dismounted, they stood quietly, motionless, let the cold wind blow, cut my face, tore my shirt, and I stood tall.

Li Sanping also did not move, and watched quietly, but unfortunately the night was as dark as ink, difficult and far away, and he couldn't see the faces clearly, so he could only vaguely see these ten people standing in a fan, as if they were in a formation, and one of the people dressed in cranes was protected in it.

He hurriedly urged the Ice Heart Technique, not daring to stop, the ten sharp sword-like gazes on the opposite side could not shake his mind, their eyes were like ice, cold as the glacier at the top of Bogda Peak.

Suddenly, a person rushed out, his body was like electricity, and in a flash, he had arrived in the pavilion.

Li Sanping pressed the little hand of the junior sister behind him who drew the sword, and watched intently, but saw that the person in front of him was similar to his youth, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, quite handsome, but his expression was indifferent, his eyes seemed to be cold and ruthless, and he was dressed in a black and bright robe, which shimmered slightly under the wind lamp.

This person's eyes flashed, like a cold sword cutting through the air, he took out a light gold prayer note from his arms, handed it to Li Sanping, who was concentrating on his luck, his face was expressionless, and he said in a deep voice: "The head of the Long family, visit the head of the Tianshan Sword Sect!"

After that, he picked up the greeting post painted with the golden dragon with both hands and sent it forward, although he was indifferent, but he was not rude.

After Li Sanping took it, this person's figure flashed, stepped on the railing of the pavilion, and rushed back to the ten people like an arrow.

Li Sanping took the salute with both hands, and at a cursory glance, the pale gold dragon pattern faintly carried the momentum of looking at the world, which was unforgettable.

He stared at the eleven people who were standing quietly in the cold wind, their hair fluttering, turned around, and handed the greeting note to Rena, who was holding the hilt of the sword, "Senior sister, give it to the master." ”

"Senior brother...... Rena didn't accept the post, and looked at the people of the Long family standing in the distance, her eyes with extremely long eyelashes flashed a little worry, and she was quite hesitant, and her small hand holding the hilt of the sword tightened again.

The corners of Li Sanping's mouth lifted, and a hint of a smile was raised, and the big hand gently broke away from her small hand holding the sword, but that hand seemed to have stiffened, and it was extremely laborious to break it.

He put the prayer note on this little hand and said softly, "Go quickly, don't worry!"

Rena looked at her senior brother, seeing that his eyes were full of calmness, and her heart couldn't help but calm down a little, she thought in her heart, these people from the Long family must not be doing anything to the senior brother since they sent a message.

So she nodded, pinched the prayer post in her little hand, turned around and jumped directly over the railing of the small pavilion, and the snow quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Li Sanping sighed lightly, and was just about to turn around, when he suddenly heard his junior sister's voice sound: "Senior brother......"

"What's wrong?!" Li Sanping Huo Ran turned around, a little unhappy, the greeting post was handed over, standing in the cold wind and waiting, but the junior sister was slow, it was too rude.

"Senior brother...... , this firework bomb you hold. Rena's cheeks were slightly red, and her ruddy mouth spewed hot white air, and she stuffed two fireworks bombs that were a little warm into his hands, turned around and hurried out again.

When she was about to stuff the prayer post into her arms, she came across the fireworks bomb in her arms, and because she was worried about the safety of her brother, she returned and asked him to take it, so that if she really started to do it, she could call for help.

Li Sanping smiled wordlessly, quite apologetic to his junior sister, and subconsciously glanced at the people of the Long family outside the pavilion, they were still silent, standing quietly, not moving, like statues.

He also stood quietly, constantly urging the Ice Heart Technique.

Or, the sound of the bell chime, the clear spirit is melodious, with the cold wind, in the night sky gracefully swirling, a total of six sounds, this is the welcome of the guests of the ringing salute.

A little spark suddenly appeared in the dark mountain, and the fire spread down from the mountain like flowing water, and the light formed a straight ray, two parallel rays.

Li Sanping knew that this was the disciples of the Sword Sect who were holding lanterns, along the stone steps from top to bottom, men and women lined up, which was also one of the etiquettes to welcome guests.

"Senior Long, my boss is invited!" Li Sanping stood in the pavilion, clasped his hands into fists, and said respectfully to the eleven people not far away.

He speaks clearly, sonorously, calmly and powerfully, with a calm bearing that is neither humble nor arrogant.

The eleven moved slowly, but the ten horses stopped where they were, neighing only a few times, their front hooves lightly gouging, and nothing else.

As the distance approached, Li Sanping could see the faces of all the people clearly, the current one person, burly, with a square face and a wide mouth, and a long chest and black hair, his nose was straight, his nostrils were slightly larger, Danfeng had long eyes, and his pupils were shining in the light.

Seeing that he was dressed in a black and shiny coat and covered with a crane, Li Sanping knew that he was Long Zhenglei, the head of the Long family, the first master of the Long family back then.

At the time of the competition, Li Sanping was still young, and he had no chance to go inside to watch, and he didn't have too much impression of Long Zhenglei, but he only remembered that his laughter was heroic and dry, which was heartbreaking, and the laughter of his uncle and ancestor was bright for a while.

The people behind him, although all of them were calm and extraordinary, there were only two people who made Li Sanping's heart feel a pang, these two people followed closely behind Long Zhenglei, although they lowered their eyebrows and lowered their eyes, they were extremely deferential, but they gave him the most dangerous feeling.

"Li Sanping, a third-generation disciple of the Tianshan Sword Sect, has seen Senior Long!" Li Sanping didn't wait for Long Zhenglei to walk to the Flying Pavilion, and hurriedly stepped out of the pavilion and bowed down.

"Haha......" The burly Long Zhenglei lifted his beard with his right hand, and laughed long, "No need to be polite, the young man is a talent!haha...... , the old man can't help but be overjoyed when he sees talents!"

He laughed a few times, and his attitude was kind, and he was not arrogant.

"The junior is ashamed to be ashamed! Senior Long, let the kid lead the way!" Li Sanping replied calmly and bowed.

"Youlao!" Long Zhenglei nodded slightly, stroked his beard with his right hand, and smoothed his left hand, signaling that there was an invitation.

Li Sanping didn't take a dead wind lamp, so he led the way in front, this road up the mountain, even if he closed his eyes, he could touch it.

Before stepping on the stone steps, the lanterns spreading from top to bottom have reached the bottom of the mountain, although the cold wind is howling and the lanterns are shaking, the bluestone steps are still illuminated.

"But the master of the Long family?" The mellow female voice sounded slowly, slightly hoarse, but also calm and calm, but the tone was faintly ironic: "The master of the Long family is here, and the old body is sincerely afraid-!"

Surrounded by a few lanterns, a group of people walked down from the mountain, walking in front of a woman with snow and white silk, but her appearance was like a middle-aged woman with charm and charm, apricot eyes and peach cheeks, and a slender body, there was a bit of Chu Chu and moving, if it weren't for the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, she would definitely be regarded as a young woman.

"Haha...... How dare Long, I haven't seen him for several years, and the beauty of Master He's is still there!" Long Zhenglei, who was dressed in a crane and full of might, heard this, and hurriedly hugged his fists and laughed.

"Haha...... Brother Long, it's been a long time!" Ding Chen, who was following behind the senior sister in charge, also laughed and was full of pride.

"Haha...... , it's Brother Ding, you're an old immortal and not dead, you really have no eyes!" Long Zhenglei laughed without showing weakness.

"Okay! don't giggle, go up the mountain!" He Zhuxue, the head of the Tianshan Sword Sect, drank coldly, and the wind of words did not match her delicate posture.

This break was like a sharp blade, cutting off the vocal cords of the two like lightning, and the long laughter came to an abrupt end.

The two men actually felt a little gray, each touched their noses, smiled bitterly, stopped laughing, converged in one place, and walked towards the mountain together.

The disciples of the Long family behind Long Zhenglei were still as cold as ice, walking neatly, and Li Sanping felt that the two of them were inseparable, and they followed behind Long Zhenglei inseparably.

Xiao Yuesheng and Xie Xiaolan followed behind Ding Chen, silently.

Xiao Yuesheng has an ordinary appearance, although he has a chic temperament, he doesn't seem to know martial arts, and those who don't know martial arts are no different from crippled people for people who are skilled in martial arts.

But Xie Xiaolan is like a bright pearl, shining brightly, and it is difficult to hide.

Her delicate face as porcelain is like an ice carving against the backdrop of a snow-white robe, and the faint flush of her cheeks suddenly makes her delicate and abnormal.

Such a beautiful woman like pearl and dew, not attracting people's attention, is impossible, in this wasteland, it is difficult to see a person with a temperament like Si Qinghua.

Long Zhenglei just glanced at it, didn't look any more, and walked towards the mountain with He Zhuxue, the head of the Tianshan Sword Sect.

The two of them followed Long Zhenglei like a shadow, the two middle-aged people were both thin and slender, with ordinary appearances, but there was nothing special about them, the two looked similar and seemed to be brothers.

It's just that under Xiao Yuesheng's observation, he knew that the palms of the two were much larger than ordinary people, which was incompatible with their slender figures, and he guessed that these two people were all in kung fu hands, and it was very likely that they had practiced some kind of special fist or palm technique since childhood, making their palms much larger than ordinary people, and extremely dissonant.

The kung fu in the hands of the two of them must be extraordinary, changing the growth of bones from the inside out, even the strong King Kong palm is not so domineering and strong.

These two people were behind Long Zhenglei, walking in front of Ding Chen and Xiao Yuesheng, and when they walked, they were always between Xie Xiaolan and Long Zhenglei, as if they were ready to guard against her attack.

Seeing the nervous appearance of the two people concentrating on luck, Xiao Yuesheng smiled with her eyebrows, and glanced at Xie Xiaolan from time to time.

As several people moved, the disciples on both sides stood straight, and the disciples holding the lanterns also moved, slowly moving upward.

The higher and higher he went, the stronger the cold wind became, and the lanterns of the disciples on both sides also shook and intensified, as if they wanted to break free from the shackles of the tether and go away with the wind.

The long hair is flying, gradually charming eyes, He Zhuxue's silver hair is fluttering in the air, and there is an indescribable poignant.

"Huh...... What a big wind!" Long Zhenglei opened his mouth wide, smiled, not afraid of the wind in his mouth, stroked the long hair that was blown by the wind, turned to He Zhuxue and smiled, "Such a strong wind, but this year is also very rare!"

He Zhuxuexing, who was red-faced and white-haired, and was as light as a dance, glared at her, and smiled coldly: "The wind is from the dragon, the cloud is from the tiger, the master of the Long family is here, how can he not bring the wind and rain?!"

This pun made Long Zhenglei dumbfounded, stroked his beard with one hand, and touched his slightly large nose with the other, and his face was calm, as if it was common to eat deflated in front of her.

However, the eyes of the Long family behind them were like torches, the burning torch, which could not light the light of the lanterns around them, was disrespectful to the head of the family, according to the previous rules, it had already been taken, even the king of heaven and Lao Tzu could not be an exception, but when the head of the family came, he confessed that without his orders, he was not allowed to act arbitrarily, which made them angry and angry.

The sound of hunting in the clothes covered the footsteps of the people, and the cold wind was like a knife, carrying mud and soil, and hitting people was painful and dirty.

The disciples of the two factions seemed to be unconscious, wearing leather jackets on their upper bodies, letting their hair fly wildly, hunting in their clothes, and the skirts of the female disciples might be lifted by the wind, which was quite worrying.

Xiao Yuesheng, who was standing in the crowd, couldn't help but sigh, but it was a pity that it was winter, if it was a hot summer, like a gale, the sultry skirt, revealing the snow-white slender thighs, it must be a wonder, making people's blood swelling and nosebleeds.

Several people unconsciously walked faster and faster, and they had the heart to avoid the disturbing wind.

In the crowd, only Xie Xiaolan's hair was not messy, and she didn't move at all, as if the wind couldn't blow her head, but it was the effect of the god-calming hairpin, but she was now wearing a snow-white mink hat, and the hosta was covered by it.

The expressions of the two people behind Long Zhenglei became more and more solemn, and the two of them had been secretly observing this beautiful woman who made them shudder, and they had been thinking about whether the two of them could restrain her.

Coming up the mountain and entering the hall under the building of the Water Moon Courtyard, all the members of the Long family stood outside the hall except for the two people who followed closely behind Long Zhenglei, and the same was true of the Tianshan Sword Sect, only Li Mengqiu and the surname Ming were allowed to enter.

Everyone was a little embarrassed, their hair was messy, and their bodies were full of dirt and withered grass, even if they were as strong as Long Zhenglei, Ding Chen, and He Zhuxue, they could not escape.

Xie Xiaolan's robe was as white as snow and spotless, which surprised everyone, but in contrast, Xiao Yue's hair and clothes were still unkempt, but she did not attract attention.

Xie Xiaolan's amazing skills can also be retracted freely, ordinary masters, it is difficult to detect, but the two people who followed behind Long Zhenglei are not ordinary masters, and they can always faintly feel the strength of her skills.

"Who is this woman......" Long Zhenglei glanced at Xie Xiaolan, whose peerless elegance made him dare not look more, turned his head to Ding Chen, and asked hesitantly.

"Hehe, Rong Laoyu introduced, this is Xiao Guanlan, the owner of Guanlan Villa, and this is Mrs. Xiao, who came to play in our faction, but it happened to be the visit of Brother Long, but it can be regarded as fate! Haha......" Ding Chen stroked his beard and stretched out his arms, introducing Xiao Yuesheng and the two to Long Zhenglei.

"I have heard the name of the head of the Long family for a long time, I can see it today, and I will be fortunate to meet it!" Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand and smiled slightly, his expression was quite sincere, without any hint of hypocrisy.

Long Zhenglei suddenly felt the spring breeze blowing on his face, and he couldn't help but laugh at his kindness, and returned the salute: "Don't dare, don't dare, Long's name is not worth mentioning!"

There was a secret in his heart, and he suddenly felt that he had just walked away so badly that he didn't see that this person was unusual.

"I've seen the master of the Long family!" Xie Xiaolan, who was dressed in a snow-white robe, saluted, but there was a graceful air, and her voice was soft and clear, which was extremely pleasant.

She bears the name of the piano fairy, is good at music, and is also quite accomplished in the control of sound, which is pleasant to the ear.

"Haha, Mrs. Xiao is polite, today I can see Mrs. Xianzi, which is also the creation of Long, but the owner of Xiao Zhuang is a good blessing!" Long Zhenglei held his hands weakly, haha smiled, his attitude was quite arrogant, and he had no sense of restraint at this time, and turned his head to Xiao Yuesheng's words, which appropriately brought a little sourness.

Xiao Yuesheng chuckled gently, bowed slightly, and glanced at Xie Xiaolan, who was standing upright, with undisguised tenderness in her eyes.

"Master of the Long family, I don't know why I actually came here in person? It can't be that I miss visiting my old friends, right?!" He Zhuxue waited for a few people to finish greeting each other and sit down, and she opened her mouth to speak, pointing directly at her heart, unceremoniously.

She sat in the main seat in the middle of the hall, the hall was all removed, quite empty, and a few teng chairs were lined up in the middle of the hall, facing the main seat.

On one side sat Ding Chen and Xiao Yuesheng, and on the other side, only Long Zhenglei sat down, the two people of the Long family stood behind Long Zhenglei, refusing to sit down, the two pairs of eyes flashed from time to time, and still swept towards Xie Xiaolan on the opposite side from time to time.

"Haha, Master He's demeanor is still the same, and he is still so sharp-tongued!" Long Zhenglei, who was sitting opposite Ding Chen, laughed, disapproving her sarcastic tone, and stroked his long black hair: "I haven't seen you for so many years, Long really misses it!"

He Zhuxue had apricot eyes and peach cheeks, and was as beautiful as a flower, hearing Long Zhenglei laughing, he couldn't help frowning, and smiled coldly: "Hmph, it's really unfortunate for you to worry...... You came here this time, you won't be a thief, and you will annex my Tianshan Sword Sect, right?!"

"Haha, where is Master He, come on, bring it up!" Long Zhenglei laughed before he opened his mouth, and then waved his palm and shouted outside.

As soon as the cheers fell, a person walked into the hall, wearing a black coat, although his face was not handsome, but there was a bit of heroism between his eyebrows, a solid figure, and a person on his back, his face was pale, his eyes were dull, although his appearance was handsome, but it was difficult to hide his mildew.

"Put this bastard boy down!" Long Zhenglei put away his smile, his square face and wide mouth suddenly showed majesty, and he pointed to the carpet in front of his feet, and ordered the young man who came in.

The people of the Tianshan Sword Sect were silent and watched coldly.

As soon as the young man who was being carried on his back fell to the ground, he immediately fell, and looking at the irregular twisting of his feet, he knew that his legs were broken.

His pale complexion suddenly turned yellow, and a layer of cold sweat on his forehead shone slightly in the bright hall, he bit his lower lip tightly, his teeth were embedded in the flesh of his lower lip, and he didn't snort to himself, his eyes were lowered, staring at the carpet.

The pity in Long Zhenglei's slender eyes flashed away, he raised his head and pointed at the underground boy, and raised his voice to the expressionless He Zhuxue and said: "Master He, this bastard boy, drunk and blind, actually rude to the disciples of your sect at the bazaar in Hawa Town, it is really bold, Long has punished him according to the law of the Long family, this time I came to sincerely make amends!"

"Okay, okay, the master of the Long family doesn't have to make a fuss, this little thing is not worth mentioning, although he did a foolish thing, he was injured by my unsuccessful apprentice, and failed to make a big mistake, even if the two don't owe each other...... Let's talk about their young people, we old guys don't have to worry so much!" He Zhuxue waved her hand, brushed the silver hair on her chest behind her, and looked at the people underground, her jade face was full of pity, and her mouth was understated.

"Alas, what a cruel man, good young man, look at the torture you have ...... Alas!" He Zhuxue shook her head, her rather bright eyes were full of forbearance and pity, and ended with a long sigh, causing people to feel sorry for each other.

"Alas, there is no way, the Long family has such strict family rules!"

Long Zhenglei also responded with a long sigh, looked at the young man at his feet, and his face was full of regret: "Long Mou regards them as parents and children, but unfortunately although people are affectionate, the family law is ruthless, even if Long Mou Fan Zhi, he can't escape the punishment of the family law...... This is the foundation of the Long family's longevity, far from being known to others!"

Then he smiled proudly, raised his chin slightly, and looked proud: "The people of the Long family! They must be men who dare to be brave! They must be able to file more and more courageously, and move forward bravely! Those who suffer some file setbacks and fall into a state of collapse are not worthy of being a person of the Long family!"

The last few sentences, like throwing a golden stone, are sonorous and decisive, and the tone contains the power that makes people's blood boil, whether it is the young man lying on the ground or the two middle-aged people behind Long Zhenglei, their eyes are shining, their teeth are clenched, and their unwavering expressions are surging out.

Suddenly there was silence in the hall.

Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter.

"Haha...... Good spirit, it really deserves to be the Long family!" Ding Chen laughed, the laughter was deafening, and it sounded in the hall, and his left hand stroked the long silver and white hair, which contrasted with Long Zhenglei's long black hair.

He was an old ginger, and he suddenly broke the excitement in the hall.

"Haha...... Where, Brother Ding praises falsely!" Long Zhenglei also laughed loudly, not to be outdone.

The two laughed non-stop, one after another, but neither could suppress the other.

But the young man lying on the ground was already in unbearable pain, and such a roaring and deafening laughter came to the bottom of his heart, and his pain was even worse than breaking his leg, and his heart seemed to be being cut by a sharp blade.

"Ahem!" A crisp and mellow dry cough suddenly sounded, like a jade rock singing, lingering, and the laughter of the two of them seemed to be a dark cloud enveloping everyone, but it was pierced by this abrupt clear sound, penetrating a trace of light.

The two were startled, stopped laughing, and glanced around, only to see Mrs. Xiao covering her mouth lightly and looking at herself with a hint of apology.

Seeing the two of them looking at her, Xie Xiaolan stretched out her slender jade finger and pointed to the ground.

The young man lying on the ground had fainted at this time, his lower lip was blurred with blood, his face was as white as paper, and his forehead was dripping with cold sweat.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head secretly, a jade bottle appeared in his hand, and he secretly handed it to Xie Xiaolan's small hand, and secretly transmitted: "Go and give him a pill, it hurts his heart!"

Xiao Yuesheng has the ability to contemplate the mind, and he knows the surnames of the people around him at a glance, but this Long Zhenglei is the surname of Xiao Ambition, Xiao Yuesheng doesn't like or get tired of it, and it seems that he doesn't like or dislike Cao Ying in history, but just looks on coldly.

Long Zhenglei was wary at this time, although he knew that this Mrs. Xiao was not simple, but he didn't expect that he would have such skills, and he could suppress himself and Ding Chen's voices at the same time, and his skills were so strong that he was afraid that the two of them and Ding Chen would not be able to work together.

Guarded in his heart, he didn't show the slightest on his face, just frowned, looked at the fainting child at his feet, probed his pulse, and his face became darker.

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