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The old man's face suddenly became clear, as if he had suddenly figured out something, stroked his beard and smiled, and said: "The old man has been looking up to the name of the Jiang gang leader for a long time, and now I can see it, and it is a rare opportunity to learn from it!"

"Sixth Grandpa!" Su Qingqing called softly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Qingqing, isn't this exactly what you want to see?!" the old man snorted heavily and glared at her fiercely.

Su Qingqing showed a timid expression, looking innocent.

"Old man, we are not your mortal enemies, it is better to have a Wenbi!" Jiang Nanyun smiled.

"What is Wenbi?" asked the old man with a smile.

"I'll demonstrate a trick, the old man will see if he can catch it, if he can't catch it, then the little woman wins, and Sister Su will go with me. Jiang Nanyun said with a smile.

The old man groaned for a moment, thought for a moment, and nodded in agreement.

This is regarded as respect for him, believing in his character and not cheating.

Seeing him nodding, Jiang Nanyun came to the field with a smile, his body flickered, and the sword light lit up, as if a lightning bolt pierced the sky.

The sword was unsheathed, and the sword light still seemed to be flashing in his eyes.

"Old man, how's it?" Jiang Nanyun stood by his sword, graceful and graceful, and asked softly, his voice indescribably mellow and soft.

The old man was silent, closed his eyes, as if in thought, his fingers trembled slightly, and slowly, his whole body trembled slightly.

Under the gaze of Jiang Nanyun and Su Qingqing, a steaming white gas gradually appeared on his head, rising in a curling manner, as if the water vapor was constantly steaming.

After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes, his eyes burst out, sharp as a sword, dazzlingly bright, he looked at Jiang Nanyun, his face was complicated, he smiled bitterly, and slowly shook his head: "This sword, old man...... Can't catch it!"

"This is a shocking sword from the family teacher. Jiang Nanyun said solemnly.

"No wonder!" The old man nodded, a little relieved, sighed, and sighed: "A sword is a sword, and the world is rumored, and it really deserves its reputation!"

can be defeated under the sword of Jinghong, but his heart is light, such a swordsmanship is really beyond the reach of ordinary masters.

"Sister Jiang, if Mr. Xiao uses this sword, how powerful will it be?" Su Qingqing's delicate jade face also became solemn, and he asked slowly.

Jiang Nanyun smiled and said, "My martial arts are 108,000 miles different from my master, and I can't handle a little finger of him." ”

"So powerful?!" Su Qingqing's eyes widened, as if she didn't believe it.

"The martial arts of the family teacher are as deep as the sea and cannot be measured!" Jiang Nanyun said slowly, his eyes were eager, and his eyes were flowing, as if the lake was rippling, and he was full of energy.

The old man pursed his lips slightly, and he heard it quite unpleasantly, although Xiao Yihan is skilled in martial arts, but this description is a bit too much, right?!

Jiang Nanyun saw everything, took in his expression, and smiled slightly: "If the family master uses this sword, it will be faster than lightning, and there is no way to avoid it." ”

"How much faster than your swordsmanship, Miss Jiang?" the old man asked in a deep voice.

"It's so fast that I can't see it, I don't know how much faster. Jiang Nanyun shook his head and sighed, his hibiscus-like jade face had a complicated expression, as if he was excited and melancholy.

The old man was silent, there is a legend in the martial arts, that is, the sword of Jinghong cannot be caught, only before he takes out the sword, or avoids the place where the sword light is shrouded, or forces him not to take out the sword.

But Xiao Yihan's light skills are extremely high, but he can't dodge, and it is even more difficult to force him not to use the sword.

Therefore, the sword of Jinghong is really tricky, and he is ruthless, so he can't be an enemy.

"Good, good!" the old man stroked his palm and smiled: "The sword is extremely powerful, and the old man is convinced!"

"Then old man, Sister Su, I can take it away!" Jiang Nanyun said with a smile.

The old man nodded, turned his head and took a deep look at Su Qingqing, and said earnestly: "Qingqing, let's go see Mr. Xiao first, and then come back quickly, don't let your father wait too much!"

"Sixth Grandpa, don't worry!" Su Qingqing nodded obediently.

The old man shook his head and smiled, turned and walked into the living room, waved his hand at his hand, and ignored the second daughter.

Jiang Nanyun wrapped Su Qingqing's willow waist, and the two of them flickered, and when the old man turned around, they had already disappeared.

He was slightly stunned, his heart was awe-inspiring, and he shook his head and smiled, this Jiang Nanyun can be a man, and she has enough face for herself, with her light skills, it is not impossible to be able to approach and quietly pick up Qingqing without knowing it.

But he thought about it for a while, and felt annoyed, this Jiang Nanyun obviously didn't put himself in his eyes, and he had no scruples!

Jiang Nanyun and Su Qingqing's figures appeared in another courtyard.

There are two people in this elegant courtyard, standing side by side, admiring the rustling green bamboo, and a gust of wind blows, blowing the corners of their clothes.

Xiao Yuesheng is still wearing a green shirt, while Song Mengjun is wearing a lake-green Luo shirt, plain and elegant, and his face is like frost.

"Mr. Xiao! Sister Song!" As soon as she fell to the ground, Su Qingqing screamed coquettishly, her voice excited.

"Sister Su!" Song Mengjun turned around.

The two hugged each other, laughed a few times, and sat down under the rockery to talk.

"Ah, no wonder!" Su Qingqing looked around and chuckled.

After a few glances, she realized that this was their next door, and it was no wonder that she could figure out their every move.

"Sister Su, we have been following you all the time. Song Mengjun said with a smile on his cold face.

"How did you find me, my sixth grandfather's disguise technique is amazing. Su Qingqing asked curiously.

Song Mengjun showed a hint of a smile, glanced at Xiao Yuesheng with bright eyes, and said lightly: "It was calculated by Mr. Xiao." ”

"Huh-?" Su Qingqing tilted her head to look at Xiao Yuesheng.

"A little bit of divination, just a little way. Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand, revealing disapproval.

This is not that he is deliberately modest, for him, he will never resort to divine arithmetic unless it is absolutely necessary, and this is indeed an obstacle to his cultivation.

"It turned out to be true!" Su Qingqing looked amazed.

She hadn't seen the real situation in it, and she wasn't too shocked, but Song Mengjun saw it with her own eyes, and the taste in her heart was even better.

"This time it's so hanging, Jiang is still old and spicy, I didn't expect that my father would directly send the sixth grandfather over and quietly take me away. Su Qingqingxiu's face showed palpitations.

"Your sixth grandfather's light work has been successful, and joining my Blue and White Gang is like entering a no-man's land. Song Mengjun said lightly.

"Hehe, my sixth grandfather's martial arts are indeed good, especially light skills, and they are even better than our Su family. Su Qingqing said with a smile.

She smiled again and asked, "Sister Song, are you angry?"

"I'm mad at myself. Song Mengjun sighed, shook his head and said: "I still think that my Blue and White Gang is extraordinary, and your sixth grandfather made me wake up like a dream." ”

"They all blame me......" Su Qingqing's smile rose, full of apologies.

"Miss Su's escape from the sea of suffering is a happy event, and we should be happy. Xiao Yuesheng interrupted them and said softly.

"Yes, yes, I want to congratulate Sister Su first!" Jiang Nanyun echoed.

In a house in the south of Lin'an City, the bamboo forest in the courtyard is secluded, and the room is made of green bamboo, which looks elegant and simple.

In front of the bamboo forest in the courtyard, in a small hexagonal pavilion, there is a graceful woman, dressed in a dark Luo shirt, with her head down, her fingers like green onions and white fingers moving the strings, and the sound of the piano is fluttering.

With a "squeak", the courtyard door was pushed open, and the green bamboo Weng slowly stepped in, his sparse hair fluttering in the wind, Xiao Xiaoran.

"Auntie, this is a letter from Guanyun Villa. He entered the pavilion, came to the graceful woman, and handed a letter in both hands.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and the woman raised her head, revealing a beautiful face that was happy and disgusting, it was Ren Yingying.

She took the letter, folded it and looked at it a few times, her white face gloomy.

Seeing her like this, Luzhu Weng asked curiously, "Auntie, what's wrong?"

"He's gone!" Ren Yingying said lightly.

Luzhu Weng was stunned: "Mr. Xiao is gone?"

Ren Yingying nodded, looked up at the sky, staring at the floating clouds in the sky with bright eyes, her expression was focused, as if there was something on it.

"Where has Mr. Xiao gone, aunt?" asked Lu Zhuweng hurriedly.

"I didn't say it, I didn't want to tell me. Ren Yingying still looked indifferent, no joy or sorrow, and didn't seem to care.

"Which one is Mr. Xiao singing?" murmured to himself.

After a while, Lu Zhuweng asked in a low voice, "Auntie, what should I do?"

Ren Yingying glanced at him, didn't speak, and continued to turn around and sit down, her tender white fingers stretched out, slowly plucking the strings.

The sound of the piano is empty, like a white cloud, floating far away......

(To be continued)