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With this sword, the big-eyed young man's martial arts are mostly wasted, and no matter how precious the elixir is, it is difficult to heal his right arm. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Even if it is the left arm, in the case of hurting his meridians, it is difficult to do anything, the circulation around the body is destroyed, and the cultivation of internal strength will inevitably slow down.

The handsome young man stepped forward, clicked his right hand a few times to stop the bleeding, took out a porcelain bottle from his bosom, sprinkled some medicinal powder on the wound, and then tore off a piece of white cloth with the corner of his clothes, and wrapped it around his wound.

These movements are fast and steady, and they seem to be familiar with it.

Song Jingyun shook the long sword lightly, the sword body trembled, the light was as bright as snow, not stained with a trace of blood, like a clear spring flowing.

The middle-aged man stared at him coldly, squinting his eyes, and the cold light was like two scimitars, approaching him.

Song Jingyun did not show weakness, glanced at him obliquely, and no longer looked at him.

On the other side, seeing that his companion was in too much pain and unbearable, the handsome young man pointed to his right and clicked on the faint point, letting him sleep.

He stood up, slowly walked in front of Song Jingyun, hugged his fists and saluted, his face was cold: "Fang Jia is so ruthless and hurts my friend, I can only offend!"

Song Jingyun glanced at him: "Hmph!

She continued: "I still have a little martial arts, if not, he would have killed me!"

"Fang Jia's words are fallacious!" The handsome young man shook his head and said lightly: "Although my friend has a strong move, he is kind-hearted, and he will never kill innocents indiscriminately!"

"It's funny that you're saying this now!" Song Jingyun sneered lightly, disdainful.

The handsome young man was polite, smiled slightly, and said in a light tone: "My friend is humiliated, although I don't want to offend the girl, but I can't help it, please take the girl first!"

"Phew, you are using excuses to provoke, but now it is reasonable, it is really unreasonable to bite three points!" Song Jingyun smacked him and snorted disdainfully.

Although she has a straight temper, she is very smart, and she knows that she must be on the side of reason, and she can't let him have empty teeth and humiliate her reputation.

The handsome young man slowly drew his sword, and cold light poured out of the scabbard, dazzling, and the whole hall seemed to be a little brighter.

Song Jingyun's eyes lit up: "Good sword!"

She turned her head to look at Song Jingsi and said softly, "Sister, this is a good sword, is it good to grab it?"

"Well, if you have the ability to surrender his sword, it's okay!" Song Jingsi nodded lightly, and her eyes fell on the sword.

The light on the sword is circulating, and a dragon is faintly winding and circling in the light, if there is nothing, it is obviously a very good sword.

Each of them has a sword, but the master has an ordinary Qingfeng sword on his waist, they are uneasy in their hearts, now there is a sword in front of them, if the sky gives it, Fu will take the blame, naturally there is no need to be polite!

Song Jingyun snorted lightly: "Okay, I'll fight with you, if I lose, my sword will be given to you!"

The handsome young man's eyes lit up, staring at Song Jingyun's long sword that he slowly pulled out.

This sword was cast by Xiao Yuesheng himself, which is naturally extraordinary, but it is similar to his always restrained style, and its brilliance is not as good as that of a handsome young man's sword.

It seems that there is a clear spring circulating on the sword body, and the brilliance is far inferior to his sword, which seems to be inferior.

But he is also a person who knows swords, seeing that its brilliance is not prosperous, but it is clear and bright, which is obviously a heroic essence, far better than his own sword.

People in the martial arts, all of them love swords, and he is not exempt from vulgarity, seeing that his sword is extraordinary, he was greedy, and said with a faint smile: "It couldn't be better!"

"However, if I lose, my sword belongs to you, what if you lose?!" Song Jingyun squinted at him and snorted.

"If I lose, my sword is yours!" the handsome young man thought without thinking.

He never thought that he would lose, although the woman in front of him had exquisite skills, but her swordsmanship was really average, and it was difficult to please him under his own hands.

"Okay, that's what you said!" Song Jingyun quickly spoke, her eyes turned, and she swept over everyone like water: "Did you hear clearly?!"

At this time, in addition to the middle-aged man, there were two young people, who had been silent and watched the excitement from the sidelines.

They were ordinary-looking, and it was difficult to attract attention, so they nodded to Song Jingyun.

"Let's do it!" Song Jingyunjiao shouted, the sword shook, and the light on the sword poured like water.

The handsome young man slowly raised his sword and raised it in front of him, his white shirt gradually bulging as if it had been blown up by a strong wind.

His eyes became brighter and brighter, and his gaze became more and more fierce, like two swords out of their sheaths, stabbing straight at Song Jingyun's face.

Song Jingyun's eyes drooped slightly, as if she was settled, relaxed all over, all of them were flaws, as if she was a person who didn't know martial arts.

Seeing this, the handsome young man frowned, snorted lightly, gave up many flaws, only attacked a little, and stabbed out with a sword, drawing an arc of light, stabbing Song Jingyun's right shoulder.

Song Jingyun's body did not move, and the long sword stabbed straight into her right shoulder.

The handsome young man was overjoyed, and although he hesitated, he felt that he should not succeed so easily, but at this moment, there was no feeling of stabbing in his hand, and he hurriedly floated back.

When the long sword reached the body, Song Jingyun's short shoulder was imperceptible, and the tip of the sword slashed against the shoulder, and the cold air penetrated into the shoulder.

She rejoiced in her heart, it was really a good sword, and the cold was so strong, it must be blowing off and flying, and sharpening iron like clay.

A sword missed, and the handsome young man's heart was awe-inspiring, this woman was really not a mediocre hand, and this time she was afraid that she would kick the iron plate.

Fortunately, there was a bet just now, and the surname was very different, it was not a struggle for survival, but just a bet, which was completely different from before, even if the other party lost, its elders would not be angry with themselves.

It couldn't be better for him.

Song Jingyun was surprised, she didn't expect that this lustful and hypocritical guy had a lot of ability, and his swordsmanship was exquisite, although it was not as good as Damour's swordsmanship, it was not much different.

She needs to be relentless and relentless, otherwise she is at risk of failing.

The two fought inseparably, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of moves passed, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser, and almost everyone in the hall was watching.

Song Jingsi glanced at the middle-aged man and saw the small movements of his hands.

She smiled faintly, sneered in her heart, and made trouble in front of herself, but Lu Ban sold axes in front of her, and played with a big knife in front of Guan Gong.

Her left hand shrank into her sleeve, and suddenly a white light burst out, slashing through the air, making a "ding" sound, and the white light dissipated.

An iron bodder fell at the same time as a white chess piece and fell to the floor, where they stuck together and did not separate.

Song Jingsi smiled faintly at the middle-aged man and did not speak, but a warning look flashed in his bright eyes.

The middle-aged man's face changed slightly, he didn't speak, his eyes flashed, thoughtful.

He thought in his heart, this must be the legendary mastery, a magic power!

A sword Xiao and a cold, not only the swordsmanship is peerless, but also a set of peerless learning, that is, the magic power of the fingers, and the secret weapon issued by the finger power is not inferior to the crossbow.

He felt a chill in his heart, he didn't expect that these two beautiful women were so big, today, in the martial arts, if he hadn't heard of the name of Xiao Yihan, he would definitely be laughed at and couldn't raise his head.

And Xiao Yihan is not only excellent in swordsmanship and ruthless, but also famous all over the world.

In his hands, there are countless people who have abolished martial arts, and many have died under his hands, if it weren't for his martial arts, he would have been killed a few times.

This beautiful woman will have magical powers at the snap of her fingers, and she must have a good relationship with Xiao Yihan, maybe she is still a junior.

Childe this time, he really ran into a ghost while walking at night!

His heart was cold, but his face remained normal, showing no flaws.

While he was pondering, the winner was determined on the field.

Song Jingyun suddenly made a move, exquisite, the sword light skyrocketed, and the sky was all over the sky, like countless meteors falling, and the momentum was overwhelming.

The handsome young man was caught off guard, and suddenly, he couldn't parry, and the sword light fell on his right shoulder, Song Jingyun twisted lightly and floated back.

This time, it was even more powerful than the big-eyed young man just now, and the sword was twisted, and the strength was overflowing, and its pipa bone suddenly turned into powder.

"Ah——!h

The screaming stopped abruptly, and he stiffened and slowly fell.

The middle-aged man's body shot fast, appeared beside him, supported him, and his right hand snapped, sealing the handsome young man's right arm.

"You're so ruthless!" he raised his head and stared at Song Jingyun coldly.

Song Jingyun shook the long sword, the sword body returned to its smoothness, put it into the sheath, snorted lightly, and said, "The sword has no eyes, I can't hold my hand!"

As she spoke, she took a step forward and came to the sword, picked up the long sword on her toes, reached out to catch it, and measured it carefully: "This sword belongs to me!"

The middle-aged man took a deep breath, his face was flushed, and his anger surged, but he forced himself to suppress it and said slowly: "Yes, this sword belongs to you!"

"Hmph, I'm willing to lose the bet, what, I want to regret it?!" Song Jingyun raised her eyebrows and hummed disdainfully.

"Sister, forget it. Song Jingsi waved her hand and said lightly.

Song Jingyun closed her mouth, glanced at the middle-aged man fiercely, and came to him.

"...... you?!" the middle-aged man tensed and shouted in a low voice.

"How can you make it without a sword without a scabbard?!" Song Jingyun snorted, stepping forward, tiptoe lightly touching the waist of the handsome young man.

He was already unconscious, unconscious, motionless, the scabbard on his waist flew to Song Jingyun's hand, she measured it carefully, and nodded: "Well, yes, this scabbard has not ruined this sword!"

"If you want to recapture the sword, come to Guanyun Villa!" When Song Jingyun turned around, he suddenly turned around and hummed crisply.

With that, the two of them drifted away and left the Gaodi Building.

In the early morning, the crisp chirping of birds is like a heavenly sound, melodious and beautiful, but it is enough to wake people up.

They are more industrious than the people of the mountain village, going to bed early and getting up early.

Thanks to their hard work, the people of Guanyun Villa also get up very early and are busy, either practicing or starting to do things.

A faint mist shrouded the villa, as if it was in an ethereal ethereal, looming, and there was peace and tranquility up and down.

The sound of horses' hooves suddenly sounded outside the villa, breaking the tranquility of the village.

In the blink of an eye, the sound of horses' hooves approached, and it rushed to the gate of the villa like a raging storm, and two white lights flashed.

"Xi Yuyu-" A long hiss sounded, like a dragon's roar, resounding to curb the clouds, straight up to the sky, echoing endlessly over the villa.

The two white horses stood up, and then fell, and there were two women sitting steadily in front of the horses, with slender and graceful figures, dressed in moon-white Luo shirts, which were Song Jingsi and Song Jingyun.

The two of them fell off their horses, and as soon as they put the reins aside, they did not tie them aside, but put them down at will, turned around and came to the gate.

The two women were spotless, without the slightest color of wind and frost, and the body was full of energy, and a pair of eyes were radiant.

Song Jingyun wore two swords on his waist, one left and one right, strode to the door of the villa, and knocked the bright copper ring.

Song Jingsi looked up at the villa quietly, her bright eyes flashing, flickering bright and dark, and her thoughts were flying.

When I stayed in the villa, I was still unconscious, but after leaving this period, I didn't want to come back all the time, thinking back to the life of the villa, like a fairy, living in the garden every day, I didn't have to think about anything, I didn't have to worry about it, I just had to concentrate on practicing martial arts.

Everything is with the Master, there is no need for her to pay attention to it, there will be no danger, and the surroundings are always as warm as spring.

Now, when she finally returned, her heart was like a boulder, indescribably relaxed, and mixed with joy, and the Master's smiling face appeared in front of her.

"Hey, it's the second miss, the third miss is back!" Fauber's voice rang out, and the door was pulled open, revealing his stumbling body.

"Fu Bo!" Song Jingyun shouted happily and greeted him.

Fu Bo's eyebrows are white, his body is rickety, he looks old and weak.

He is the servant of the villa, looking at the gate, although he is not young, he has lived in the villa for a long time, the environment is superior, and he is practicing the skills of health preservation, but his body is getting better and better.

It's just that he is practicing Taoist kung fu, the essence is the same, and his appearance is not exposed at all, and he looks like he is dying and old, and he does not know martial arts.

"Second Miss, Third Miss, you're back!" Fu Bo smiled and looked kind, as if he had seen his own granddaughter.

The two girls stepped forward to salute, Song Jingyun took his arm, and asked in a coquettish voice: "Fu Bo, can the master be in the village?!"

"Well, the owner of the village is here, but I guess he hasn't gotten up yet, so you don't have to worry. Fauber smiled and nodded.

Song Jingyun's pretty nose wrinkled: "Hmph, Master always sleeps until he wakes up naturally!"

"Let's go in, let's go see the senior sister and the senior sister first. Song Jingsi said.

"Yes, Madame and Lady haven't gone out yet. Fauber nodded hurriedly.

The two girls went to the Hanyan Pavilion and saw Liu Jing, she was gentle and kind, and softly reprimanded them for not carrying the letter back, and the divine harrier in the village had been following them in the sky.

The two girls stuck out their tongues, but they forgot about it, and were so busy that they didn't have time to think about bringing a letter back.

Liu Jing said a few words to them, then asked them to go back to wash, and then went to see Jiang Nanyun, she got up early, she would go to Qingping Gang early, and she couldn't see her later.

When they came to Nanyu Pavilion, it happened that Jiang Nanyun came back from practice, dressed in a black satin suit, with a jade face as white as jade, a heroic posture, and a compelling appearance.

Jiang Nanyun walked lightly, holding a sword, just ascended to the second floor, and saw the two of them standing in front of the bedroom, unable to advance or retreat, raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Yo, meditate Jingyun, you are finally willing to come back!"

"I've seen Senior Sister!" the second daughter bowed.

Jiang Nanyun waved his hand, pursed his lips and smiled: "Hurry up...... Our family, why bother with all these false courtesies?!"

The two girls stood up and followed her into the bedroom.

A faint fragrance lingered in the room, the windows were open, and the breeze came slowly, blowing the light veil and curtain, and the room wafted with a soft scent.

The carpets and furniture in the house are all pink colors, a touch of pink, soft and bright, revealing the atmosphere of her daughter's home.

The two of them entered the house and found an embroidered pier to sit down.

Jiang Nanyun walked straight to a screen, on which a landscape map was painted, the momentum was gentle, and the sound of rustling came.

She changed her clothes and said with a smile: "The letter has been sent to Shaolin?"

"Well, I've handed it over to Master Fang Zheng in my own hands. Song Jingsi nodded.

"Giggles, that Jueyue monk didn't find fault?" Jiang Nanyun asked with a giggle, like a jade bead rolling on a jade plate.

"Who said no?!" Song Jingyun snorted heavily: "Senior sister, don't you know, that Jueyue can be hated!"

"He's hated, I know that. Jiang Nanyun smiled softly, and the figure turned from behind the screen.

Dressed in a lilac shirt, wrapped in a graceful body, the temperament is noble, intimidating, and people can't give birth to blasphemous thoughts.

She curled Nana, walked to the window, sat on the wisteria chair in front of the desk, and said with a smile: "This Jueyue monk has empty eyes, but he has proud capital, which is a headache!"

"Well, Monk Jueyue has deep internal strength, and I am inferior to him. Song Jingsi nodded slightly.

"Eldest sister, why do you have to compete with him for internal strength, you can beat him with moves!" Song Jingyun disagreed.

"Why do you have to tell the winner?" Song Jingsi shook her head and smiled.

Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and nodded, showing a look of approval: "Second Senior Sister's words are pertinent...... Now that Master's reputation is like Zhongtian, these false names are not taken to heart. ”

"I can't get used to that guy!" Song Jingyun snorted and pouted: "I want to kill his arrogance!"

Jiang Nanyun shook his head and chuckled, thinking to himself, the temper of the third senior sister is similar to herself, but now that she has been almost sharpened by her master, she still needs to sharpen it.

"Senior sister, is Master okay for a while?" Song Jingsi asked quietly.

Jiang Nanyun smiled and nodded: "Master, how can there be any bad reason?...... He has been practicing for a while, and he rarely comes out. ”

After that, she smiled again: "Tell me about your situation!"

Song Jingyun hurriedly grabbed the conversation and explained the situation along the way in detail.

When she spoke, there was no point, and as she spoke, she led to another place, like walking, and encountered a fork in the road, and walked forward, going farther and farther, not knowing that she would turn back, she had to be reminded by Jiang Nanyun to pull the topic back.

"In this way, you are just abolishing their martial arts?" Jiang Nan Yun Dai frowned lightly, thoughtful.

"Well, who let them take the initiative to provoke?!" Song Jingyun snorted heavily, indignant.

Jiang Nanyun shook his head, glanced at the two junior sisters, and said with a smile: "If it were me, I would take their surnames." ”

"Hmm——?!" The two daughters both looked surprised, their eyes widened, and they looked at her in a daze.

Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and smiled, and said lightly: "This guy is a womanizer, and I don't know how many women have been harmed, in addition to them, it can be regarded as doing the right thing for heaven!"

The second daughter nodded thoughtfully.

"When you meet an opponent, you should kill him, unless he is a rare good person, otherwise, don't leave your hands in trouble!" Jiang Nanyun said solemnly.

"Yes!" both nodded in unison.

Jiang Nanyun Yingying got up, lifted her jacket and said, "Master is up, let's go and see you." ”

The three of them walked out of the South Rain Pavilion and came to the Cold Smoke Pavilion.

When they went up to the second floor, they saw that Xiao Yuesheng's house had opened the door, and he sat in front of the window with a big golden knife and watched them come in.

The two women took a few steps forward, knelt down in front of him, and called "Master" in a coquettish voice.

Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand, smiled, slowly looked at the second daughter, and nodded.

(To be continued)