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Seeing this, the gray-shirted young man shook his head helplessly, slapped the table, shook his companion who was munching, and hummed: "Brother Chen, don't eat any more, let's go up and have a look!"

After that, he picked up the long sword on the table, and rose up, like a goshawk, skimming over two painting fats at once, and when his body fell, his toes touched the railing of a painting boat, and he rose into the air again, and swept forward. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the blink of an eye, he had caught up with the two in front of him, and his light martial arts were obviously superior to the two.

He tightened his body and accelerated violently, catching up with the two of them in the air.

"Brother Zhao and brother, listen to me, don't make trouble!" he said with a calm face and a deep voice, his eyes blazing and cold.

When this sentence was spoken, the dantian's anger was discharged, and his body suddenly fell, and he landed on a painting with a little tiptoe, and he pointed on the railing, and his figure rose again.

But at this time, Zhao and the two had already taken the opportunity to rush forward, leaving him behind for a distance and falling on Zheng Xiuzhi's painting.

Behind him, another brown-shirted young man grabbed a chicken leg in his hand and rushed over, extremely fast.

Zheng Deming was standing at the bow of the painted boat, looking at the sunset outside, immersed in it, his eyes soft and thoughtful.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of his clothes fluttering, and he turned to look back, and saw that the two of them were rushing towards this side, with an indomitable momentum.

He knew friend or foe, but he had to stop them first.

He took a step forward and shouted: "Where are the two young heroes sacred, driving to the boat, what advice do you have?!"

At this step, his beard was all open, and his voice was like a bell, and the momentum suddenly poured out like a tide, surging, and rushed directly towards the two.

Zhao He and the two of them bore the brunt of the storm, only to feel trapped in the rough sea, like a small boat, in the storm, and then it will be overturned.

They were surprised in their hearts, they didn't expect that this servant dressed as a man was such a master, and he couldn't be a real person.

If in normal times, seeing such momentum, the two of them understood that they had kicked on the iron plate, and the person who knew the time was Junjie, they would take advantage of the situation to close the sails, apologize, turn around and leave, and dare not shake straight up.

But the wine strengthens people's courage, after drinking, the two of them have a big change of mind, God is the eldest, my second, heaven and earth, there is no person to fear, something to fear.

Although they saw Zheng Deming's martial arts, the two not only did not want to avoid it, but their hearts were full of fighting spirit, their blood seemed to be burning, their chests were hot, and they were full of spirit.

The two of them landed on the big boat, just in front of Zheng Deming, two feet away, squinting their eyes, looking Zheng Deming up and down.

The young man surnamed He burped, took a breath, and asked Zheng Deming lazily: "Hey, who are you?!"

"Under the surname Zheng, the name is Deming, and you haven't consulted the two young heroes yet?" Zheng Deming saw that the two of them were not good, and his heart was awe-inspiring, lest there be another trick.

If you are alone, in the face of such two people, you have no fear, you can only teach a lesson, but now there is a young lady, she is practicing, and she is not allowed to be disturbed by others.

Thinking of this, he snorted in a deep voice: "The two young heroes have fewer voices, don't disturb my young lady!"

At this time, the gray-shirted young man floated down, and there was a fat boy behind him, who had not yet started gnawing on a chicken leg in his hand.

As soon as the gray-shirted young man landed, he hugged his fists and saluted, and said apologetically: "Zheng Daxia, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, they drank a little too much, and they are playing drunk, Zheng Daxia don't want to be weird!"

The young man surnamed He raised his eyebrows and snorted loudly: "Nonsense...... Brother Zhao, what are you afraid of?!...... Where am I drunk, sober!"

Zheng Deming frowned, displeased, and snorted: "This young man, please make a little quieter, okay?!...... My young lady can't be disturbed!"

"Hehe, your young lady has such a big shelf!" he said lazily with a mocking look on his face.

"Shut up!" Zheng Deming suddenly changed color and glared angrily: "How can my young lady allow you to blaspheme as a junior?!"

He was already angry and angry, annoyed by their loud appearance and unscrupulous voice, and the young lady in the room was afraid that she would not be able to practice.

You can't practice the exercises, in case you are disturbed and go crazy, but it's terrible.

Miss has never practiced martial arts before, has no experience, and can't be disturbed the most, but they are good, they drank too much wine, and came over to play drunk, when did the Zheng family suffer such a thing?!

At this moment, the curtain of the painting moved, and a person walked out from behind the curtain, with a slender and graceful body, and came to the front with a curling face, and hummed: "Manager Zheng, Miss can't practice anymore, ask what's going on?!"

Zheng Deming was stunned for a moment, then his color changed, he turned his head and glared at them, and said in a deep voice: "Miss Feng'er, a few of them are drunk and come to make trouble, I will send them away!"

"Then hurry up, Miss is very anxious, don't delay the practice!" Feng'er nodded, twisted her slender waist, turned around to pick up the curtain, and went back into the room.

When Feng'er came out, the four young people were staring at it without blinking, and when they looked at it from a distance, they felt that this little girl ring was very beautiful.

Her fair skin, a pinch can pinch out the water, a slender body, a pair of big eyes, watery, seductive.

Although they have seen beautiful women, such beauty is rare, and the wine urges the color to be gallant, and they can't help but have a trace of evil thoughts.

Turning his head to look at Zheng Deming, although he felt that his martial arts were good, if the four of them went together, they still had a few chances of winning.

As long as you clean him up and go into the house again, at that time, wouldn't you let yourself indulge and do whatever you want?!

A little girl, so beautiful, the young lady in the house, imagination is even more beautiful, if you can kiss Fangze, although there is no regret in death!

These evil thoughts flashed in his mind, and even the gray-robed young man did the same, at the beginning, he advised his accomplices not to be reckless, so as not to give up his surname.

But at this time, at this time, he already knew that there was no other master on this ship, only this Zheng Deming alone.

Although his martial arts are not bad, the four of them, tacitly cooperated, and together, it is not difficult to get rid of him.

In this way, it is indeed a good thing to be able to kiss Fangze.

Thinking of this, he waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "Brother Zhao, Brother He, Brother Chen, we can't beat this Zheng Daxia, if we join forces, we can still fight!"

"Well, let's join forces!" the young man surnamed Chen gnawed on the chicken legs, hummed angrily, and glanced at Zheng Deming lazily.

As long as he has something to eat, he will have no sorrows, and when he is full, he will fight, loosen his muscles and bones, and eliminate food, which is no better!

"Do it!" the gray-shirted young man surnamed Zhao snorted coldly and glared angrily at the other three companions, as if he thought they were slow.

The three of them reacted immediately, unsheathed their long swords, and walked towards Zheng De.

Zheng Deming sneered, unhurried, slowly pulled out his long sword, his movements were calm, his face was proud, and he sneered slightly.

He doesn't care about these guys at all, what can he do with it, a hairy young man?

In the sound of "Ding Ding Ding Ding", the four of them surrounded Zheng Deming, and the long sword swept over like a storm, and the sword light in the sky swallowed him.

Zheng Deming was in the sword light, waving his long sword, unhurried, his movements were calm, his expression was disdainful, and he was disdainful of the attack of the four.

But the martial arts of the four people are all good, if it is one person, no one is his opponent, but it is not the case that the four of them go together.

These four people, martial arts make up for each other, coupled with the full tacit cooperation, the strength of the four people together is even greater than the four.

As time passed, the strength of the four of them became stronger and stronger, and the cooperation became more and more tacit, and the intention of the wine disappeared from the two young men surnamed Zhao and the surname.

Under the flow of their internal force, the wine around them evaporated, and they regained their clarity, and they were surprised in their hearts, but they were already riding on the tiger at this time, and it was difficult to get down.

So, they asked for the surname to be wrong, and they cleaned up this Zheng Deming first, and it was not too late to say anything else.

Ding ding ding, the long sword shook, Zheng Deming took out the sword very quickly, and the four of them felt as if he was just attacking themselves.

All of a sudden, the five people were entangled in a ball, indistinguishable, and the winner was inseparable.

In the painting boat, Zheng Xiuzhi sat upright on the incense couch, her body was straight, dignified and elegant, but her brows were furrowed at this time.

She frowned lightly and asked lightly, "Feng'er, Uncle Zheng is their opponent?!"

"Miss, these four guys are quite skilled, and I'm afraid that Mr. Zheng won't be able to do it. Feng Erxiu showed a worried look on her face, staring at the direction of the door curtain.

"So, we're going to plant here?!" Zheng Xiuzhi suddenly laughed, shook her head and asked.

"Miss ......" Seeing her laughing, Feng'er stared at her nervously, for fear that she would be out of shape because she was frightened.

She hurriedly comforted: "Jiren has his own natural appearance, Miss don't worry, Manager Zheng will definitely block them!"

"Alas...... , although Uncle Zheng's ability is great, but the tiger can't fight the wolves, he only hates that I haven't learned martial arts, and I can't help much!" Zheng Xiuzhi shook his head and sighed.

She turned her head, pointed to the window, and said softly, "Feng'er, open the window." ”

"Miss......" Feng'er hesitated for a moment.

She was afraid that the young lady would let her open the window, because she wanted to jump out by herself and commit suicide by throwing herself into the lake, which was better than falling into the hands of the four of them.

Zheng Xiuzhi glanced at her, she was ice and snow smart, looking at Feng'er's hesitant and worried look, she knew what she was thinking, and hummed: "Don't worry, I won't go to Western Bliss easily!"

"Miss, don't talk nonsense!" Feng'er was startled, waved her hand hurriedly, stepped forward and pushed open the window, and a gust of breeze mixed with cool air rushed in.

The light gauze curtain fluttered, and a refreshing breath came to the face.

Sitting on the couch, Zheng Xiuzhi took a deep breath and looked at the lake in the distance, as if it was splendid, swaying gently, like a cloth brocade floating.

The scenery is so charming and beautiful, in her eyes, she feels more and more that life is precious and the world is beautiful, but unfortunately, the sky does not follow people's wishes...... She smiled faintly and sighed to herself, determined to have made up her mind.

Feng'er did guess her thoughts, although her legs are still inconvenient now, she can already stand up, and the strength in her hands has increased greatly, if she struggles, it is enough to make herself jump, jump out of the window, and throw herself into the lake.

If you worship under Xiao Daxia, why do you fall into the current situation, with your own martial arts, it is not a piece of cake to clean up these people? !

Outside the house, it's still hard to tell the difference.

Zheng Deming is not left behind, but it is difficult to win, these four guys are full of tacit understanding, they are mutually supportive, they want to hurt one, and the other three are desperately rescued, either directly blocked, or surrounded Wei to save Zhao, forcing themselves to turn around and save themselves.

He used all his strength to entangle the four of them, for fear that one of them would go to the house to disturb the young lady, and his own death would not be enough to forgive his sins.

In this way, there have been nearly 200 moves, and they have been fighting endlessly, tinkling non-stop, crisp and pleasant.

Even if it is pleasant to the ear, after hearing so much, it doesn't feel good, but in the ears of the second girl in the house, it is upset.

At this moment, a small boat floated in, and there were two people standing on the boat, one Xiao Yuesheng, and the other was naturally Jiang Nanyun.

Seeing this situation, the master and apprentice floated up, stepped on the boat silently, looked at it with their hands, and did not intervene.

The two of them were silent, Zheng Deming and the five of them were unaware, fighting hard, occasionally their eyes swept away, and they suddenly realized that they were startled.

They were shocked in their hearts, Zheng Deming was overjoyed, his spirit perked up, his sword light rose, and the momentum of being suppressed increased sharply, which in turn suppressed the four of them.

Seeing him like this, the four of them secretly shouted in their hearts that it was not good, the person who came was not a friend or foe, and, looking at the light skills of the two of them, they sneaked to their side, silently, without noticing at all, obviously their skills are extremely deep, and they are afraid that they can't compare.

One Zheng Deming is already difficult to deal with, and he can't take it down, and there are two more masters, and there is no certainty!

Jiang Nanyun smiled: "Master, it's very lively here, do you want to take action and help Mr. Zheng take care of it?"

Xiao Yuesheng glanced at the four of them, his face was solemn, his expression was motionless, and he waved his hand: "Ignore them first, go into the house and see Miss Zheng!"

"Yes!" Jiang Nanyun smiled, her voice soft as honey, seductive.

At this moment, the door curtain was opened, and Feng'er stood at the door, full of surprise, and exclaimed excitedly: "Miss, it's really Xiao Daxia and Jiang Nuxia!"

"Hurry up, please!" Zheng Xiuzhi's voice was still soft, with a bit of eagerness.

Xiao Yuesheng and Jiang Nanyun directly swept past the five people, turned around and entered the painting, and didn't look at them.

But at this time, Zheng Deming had the upper hand, he had the bottom in his heart, he didn't have to worry about the division of the four troops, he completely let go of his worries, and the power of the sword increased greatly.

For a moment, he was alone, with a sword, and suppressed four people, four swords, the sword light was cold, and the sword shadow was heavy.

Xiao Yuesheng and Jiang Nanyun stepped into the painting boat.

Zheng Xiuzhi sat on the incense couch, her posture was upright, dignified and elegant, and when she saw the two of them coming in, she hurriedly supported her right hand and stood on the ground.

She swayed, her legs sore and weak, and she had no strength.

Jiang Nanyun flashed, stood beside her, rushed to Feng'er, hugged her, and said with a smile: "What are you up to sit on, your legs are stronger, don't be reckless and hurt again." ”

Zheng Xiuzhi thanked her in a low voice, turned around and bowed to Xiao Yuesheng: "Xiao Daxia, please accept me as an apprentice!"

Xiao Yuesheng's warm eyes swept around her, the meridians and breath around her body flashed clearly, and the internal force at the dantian was a mess, rising and shrinking, big and small.

He bowed his head lightly, he was really a genius, it was only half a month, and it was extremely rare to be able to practice to such a situation.

He sat on the embroidery pier with a solemn expression and nodded slightly: "Well, in that case, I will accept you today!"

Zheng Xiuzhi was stunned and looked at him blankly, Xiuya's face was full of surprise.

She thought that she needed to plead hard, even so, Xiao Daxia was afraid that she would not nod easily, and she needed to go through another test before she had a glimmer of hope.

Xiao Yuesheng remained motionless, and her warm gaze enveloped her.

"Silly girl, why don't you come and see Master?!" Jiang Nanyun pushed Zheng Xiuzhi's delicate body and said softly.

Zheng Xiuzhi's body trembled, and she immediately knelt on the ground, kowtowed heavily, and said respectfully: "Master is above, be worshiped by the disciple!"

After kowtowing nine times, Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand and said lightly: "Okay, the head is also kowtowed, you can be regarded as a disciple of my Xiao family, as for the door rules, let your senior sister talk to you later." ”

"Yes, disciple obeys!" Zheng Xiuzhi lowered her head, her body trembled slightly, unable to restrain herself, and a wave of excitement was like an electric current, scurrying around her body.

She didn't get up, she turned her head directly and kowtowed to Jiang Nanyun: "Meet Senior Sister!"

Jiang Nanyun smiled, stepped forward to pull her up, and said with a smile: "Our senior sisters, you don't have to be polite!"

Zheng Xiuzhi was extremely grateful to her, knowing that if it weren't for the kind words of the senior sister, it would be difficult for the master to accept herself as an apprentice so happily.

Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and smiled: "Master accepted you to get started, because he took pity on your qualifications, and he couldn't bear to have a piece of beautiful jade covered." ”

"Master's great kindness, the disciple has nothing to repay. Zheng Xiuzhi said in a low voice, glancing at Xiao Yuesheng, seeing that his eyes were warm and there was a hint of a smile on his face.

She only felt that the Master's gaze was kind, with a warm heart-warming power, and her whole body was warm and her mood was peaceful.

"Nagumo, go deal with it. Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand.

Jiang Nanyun nodded, floated away, the door curtain moved lightly, and disappeared into the house.

She flashed again and appeared in the middle of the field, right in the middle of the two gangs.

With a flick of his left arm, he rolled up a long sword, shook it slightly, and the long sword flew out of his hand, and the gray-shirted young man was suddenly empty-handed.

Her right arm was drilled out, like a snake, extremely fast, rolled up the long sword of the young man surnamed He, shook slightly, and the long sword flew up.

As soon as the arms were retracted, Luo Sleeve suddenly retracted, and then probed again, and at the same time drilled out, wrapping the long swords of the other two.

With a light shake, the two long swords also took off, but this time they did not fly out, but attached to Luo Sleeve, and with a wave of her wave, two clouds of sword light suddenly spilled out, enveloping the four of them.

Her sleeves were straight, like two straight spears, and the two long swords were like the tips of spears, conjuring up a cloud of sword light, and the cold light was forested.

"Snort" The sound of tearing cloth sounded.

(To be continued)