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Jiangnan Yunnuo's soft honey-like voice fell, making Hu Chong and Lin Pingzhi only feel a flower in front of them, their chests hurt slightly, and their bodies flew up, and they couldn't help themselves. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Flying out, the two of them landed, their expressions shocked, and the strange situation just now still flashed in front of them.

Jiang Nanyun's delicate body suddenly turned into a cloud of light and shadow, which seemed to be a shadow reflected in the lake, blurred, difficult to see, but also extremely fast and incoherent, giving people a feeling of extreme contradiction.

Jiang Nanyun returned the frost sword to the sheath, shook his head and sighed lightly, his expression was lonely.

Seeing this, the two of them were hot-skinned and ashamed, two men couldn't beat a woman, and they were ashamed of the man's body.

"Miss Jiang, this is the Qingxu Sword Technique?!" Ling Hu Chong's sword eyebrows were put together, pondering hard, and recalling Fang Cai's sword.

Jiang Nanyun gently bowed his head, Yingying's eyes flashed, and he glanced at the two of them, and said coquettishly: "I only made one move!"

"The Clear Void Sword Technique, it's really magical!" Ling Hu Chong said with a smile.

Lin Pingzhi's long sword was returned to the sheath, his expression was solemn, and he said solemnly: "It's too fast." ”

Ling Hu Chong pondered for a while, shook his head puzzled, and looked up at Jiang Nanyun: "Miss Jiang, why can't I see your sword clearly?"

"Can't see clearly?" Jiang Nanyun was stunned.

"Girl doesn't know?" Ling Hu Chong reacted very quickly, and couldn't help but ask when he saw this.

Jiang Nanyun shook his head, frowned, stared for a moment, shook his head and said, "No wonder......"

When she used the Clear Void Sword Technique, the world in her eyes suddenly slowed down and became slow, and the two of them seemed to be making the Tai Chi Sword, as slow as a snail.

It was easy to stab them, she felt quite weird, thinking about it like this, but she had a sense of sudden realization, and the depression in her heart suddenly dissipated.

The master has never said clearly what the power of the Qingxu swordsmanship is, she can't see it, but in this way, it is not how exquisite the swordsmanship is, but it is so fast that it is unclear.

"With such swordsmanship, I can only let it be slaughtered!" Ling Hu Chong smiled bitterly, lazily unable to lift the sword.

He knew that no matter how exquisite his swordsmanship was, when he encountered such a swordsmanship, he would have no power to fight back and could not do anything.

"Xiao Dart's swordsmanship is really powerful!" Lin Pingzhi's spirit perked up, his handsome eyes flashed, and he was very excited.

What he practiced was Xiao Yuesheng's swordsmanship, although it was not practiced by Jiang Nanyun, but it was in the same lineage, as long as he practiced his fire, he would definitely be able to be so powerful.

Jiang Nanyun's expression was soothing, he glanced at Linghu Chong, and said with a smile: "Linghu Gongzi, your sword needs to be a little faster." ”

"Yes......" Ling Hu Chong nodded with a wry smile, glanced at the black iron sword inserted in the boulder in the distance, strode over, took a breath, pulled out the black iron sword, twisted and swung it away.

In the back garden of Guanyun Villa, Pan in blue in Yuebo Pavilion laughed loudly, spreading from time to time, and Xiao Yuesheng each held a bowl, drinking like drinking water.

"I said brother, you're gone, no one is drinking with me, but it's uncomfortable!" Pan He drank a big bowl, wiped his mouth, and sighed with emotion.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled and took a sip of the bowl: "Yuan Han's wine is very large, so he can accompany you to drink?"

"He?" Pan He shook his head, looking helpless: "He only knows how to practice hard, how can he have time to accompany me, a master?!"

"This is a good thing!" Xiao Yuesheng said with a smile, glanced at Qi Yuanhan, who was pouring wine next to him, and nodded: "Well, I really worked hard, and I have a lot of progress!"

Qi Yuanhan's face suddenly showed joy, and he was praised by him, as if he was fluttering all over his body and wanted to float.

Seeing his disciple's expression, Pan Roar couldn't help but shake his head and smile, and snorted, "Look at your breath!"

Qi Yuanhan restrained his smile, stood up busily, held the altar for the master, and poured it for Xiao Yuesheng, with a respectful expression.

The two got down to business.

"Brother, why don't you see Nanyun?" Pan Roar turned his head suspiciously.

Qi Yuanhan also pricked up his ears and listened intently.

"I sent her out to do something and come back in a while. Xiao Yuesheng said with a smile.

"Alas...... , without Nanyun's help, I'm really not used to it!" Pan Roar took a big sip, shook his head and sighed.

"What can she do, it's just nonsense. Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand, disapproving.

"Hey!" Pan Roar shook his head and waved his hand: "You are wrong, Nanyun's methods, I am not as good as sighing, I can't reach it!"

Xiao Yuesheng smiled and said no more.

"Brother, I don't know what's going on, I've been beating inexplicably for a while, as if something big is about to happen!" Pan Roar drank a few bowls, his face flushed slightly.

Xiao Yuesheng's expression was straight: "But what's the omen?"

"Have you heard about the assassination of Gang Leader Wu?" Pan Roar put down the big bowl, his expression was rare and heavy, and he stared at Xiao Yuesheng.

Xiao Yuesheng frowned and shook his head: "Assassinated?, the injury is serious?!"

He knew that the leader of the Wu gang was Wu Ruoye, the leader of the Haitian Gang, who valued righteousness, and last time, because of a small gang of the Impermanence Gang, he offended the Songshan faction.

Heaven and earth are chess, everyone is an important chess piece, once the wrong move, every step is wrong, chain reaction.

Before leaving, he sent Zhao Xiaosi to Wu Ruoye's side and became a fuzi, just in case, Zhao Xiaosi's martial arts were already extremely strong, and ordinary masters were not a problem.

"I was seriously injured, and with Miss Zhao by my side sacrificing her life to help, I just picked up a small life!" Pan Roar shook his head and sighed, as if sympathetic.

Xiao Yuesheng nodded and sighed secretly: "Miss Zhao doesn't matter?"

The younger sibling found out about this and cured her. Pan roared and laughed.

Xiao Yuesheng nodded, thinking about it, Zhao Xiaosi's injury was not serious, otherwise, Liu Jing would definitely say it to herself, besides, her martial arts are now extraordinary, and there are not many people who can hurt her.

"Songshan faction!" Xiao Yuesheng squinted, raised his head, and drank it all.

As soon as he put the bowl down, he thought thoughtfully, his eyes scattered, and he fell into deep thought.

A gust of wind swept the coolness of the lake, drummed in, invaded the pores of everyone, refreshing and refreshing.

"Brother, a big faction like the Songshan faction, look at it, it's not a big deal," Pan He shook his head and sighed heavily: "When you really hand it over, you know how terrible he is, we are like a little ant, we can't resist the constant attacks at all!"

Xiao Yuesheng turned his neck and looked at him: "Big brother is deflated?!"

"In the past, I didn't know how thick the sky was, but now I can see it!" Pan Roar looked bitter, brought the bowl close to his mouth, slowly raised his head, grunted, and in a blink of an eye, a large bowl of wine was poured in.

Putting the bowl heavily, he wiped the corners of his mouth with a sad expression, which was quite a bit of borrowing wine to drown his sorrows.

"Yuan Han, it's full!" Xiao Yuesheng pointed to his bowl.

Qi Yuanhan was led by the master, forgot to pour wine for Xiao Yuesheng, hurriedly poured the altar, and looked at Xiao Yuesheng with sincere fear.

Xiao Yuesheng took the bowl and drank it all, and laughed: "What is the Songshan faction!?"

Although he sat there lazily, his waist was as straight as a javelin, his body was as straight as a pine, and when his eyes were wandering, his eyes were faint.

"Brother, although you have great martial arts, you can't raze the Songshan faction to the ground?" Pan said with a smile.

"Why not?!" The corners of Xiao Yuesheng's mouth curled slightly, revealing a hint of a smile, but his eyes were as cold as ice water, without any temperature.

Qi Yuanhan just glanced at him, but he felt a trace of cold air rising behind him, and goosebumps rose all over his body, as if they were millet grains.

Hurriedly dodging, knowing that this is the so-called murderous aura, although he has seen it, no one has ever made him feel it so strongly.

His body is soft, and Uncle Xiao has always had a smiling expression, a gentle temper, as if he would not be angry.

Although he learned from his master that Uncle Xiao was ruthless, if he didn't do it, he would do it, and once he did it, he would be ruthless.

But I have never seen it, I can't feel this majesty, just talking, it's always worse.

At this time, he personally felt the power of Uncle Xiao, and it really deserved to be a world-famous sword!

His eyes flickered, shining with admiration, in his opinion, Uncle Xiao at this time was the momentum of the top master!

Pan He drank another bowl, shook his head and sighed, not touching Xiao Yuesheng's gaze, for fear that if he was provoked, Xiao Yuesheng would really do something stupid.

In the early morning, in the Guanyun Villa, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.

The birds know it's warm, and they roost in the trees in the lodge at night, and in the early morning, the crisp birdsong chirps and is very lively.

Xiao Yuesheng got up early in the morning and was practicing the Nine Turns of the Easy Tendon Technique in the back garden, his movements were slow, and the golden light on his body was flowing.

With his movements, the golden light seemed to be alive, swallowing and spitting, full of spirits, and like a naughty child, playing and frolicking on him.

Footsteps sounded, Xiang Wentian was dressed in white like snow, his steps were calm, and he stepped into the back garden.

He was fast, passed through the Moon Gate, and walked along the path surrounded by fragrant grass, and came to Xiao Yuesheng in a flutter.

"Childe, Miss Zhao is here. He clenched his fists and bowed in return.

Xiao Yuesheng nodded slightly, but his movements did not stop, the golden light on his body slowly converged, and he did not shy away from suspicion in front of Xiang Wentian.

After finishing the work, the golden light penetrated into his body, and he turned around: "Uncle Xiang, Yingying didn't come back?"

Xiang Wentian shook his head and showed a wry smile: "Childe, don't think about it, according to her temper, I'm afraid she won't come back!"

Xiao Yuesheng showed a hint of bitterness and nodded.

After pondering for a while, he raised his head: "Let Miss Zhao come in." ”

Xiang Wentian bowed, turned around and left, his body was elegant, and he was extremely fast.

After a while, Zhao Xiaosi was dressed in a lake-green suit, his steps were light, and he came quickly, like a gust of wind sweeping over.

Her jade face is heroic, and her whole person is full of an inexplicable sassy atmosphere.

"I've seen Mr. Xiao!" she stopped more than ten zhang away from Xiao Yuesheng, slowed down her steps, came to the front, and saluted.

Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand, glanced at her up and down, stroked his mustache, and nodded lightly: "This time, it's up to you to save Gang Leader Wu." ”

"Uncle Wu is my benefactor, if it weren't for Mr. Xiao's creation, Xiao Si would be powerless!" Zhao Xiaosi smiled.

"Okay, don't say these words again in the future!" Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand and frowned: "How are you practicing your swordsmanship?"

"Please sir!" Zhao Xiaosi said heartily, stepped forward with his sword, put it on the shelf, drew his sword out of the sheath, the sword light flickered, and he slowly practiced it.

Sometimes light, sometimes calm, or shy, or light, changeable, free, people feel comfortable to see, like a sword dance.

Xiao Yuesheng stroked his beard and nodded, revealing a hint of approval.

Soon, after a set of sword light training, Zhao Xiaosi's long sword was returned to the sheath, and he stood pretty, his breath was even, his face was not red, his breath was not panting, his expression was as usual, and he looked at Xiao Yuesheng.

"Well, there's a bit of heat. Xiao Yuesheng nodded, stretched out her hand, and the long sword on her waist came out of the sheath and flew into his hand.

He practiced slowly with one sword, performing the swordsmanship she had just used.

Zhao Xiaosi's eyes were staring at him, unblinking, intoxicated, his eyes were almost greedy, and there was irrepressible admiration and excitement in his eyes.

The subtlety of it, only if she has practiced this swordsmanship, can she experience the subtlety, can't help but admire, can't help but admire, can't wait to kneel in front of him, bow and worship, in order to express their admiration.

After rehearsing, Xiao Yuesheng put away the sword, and with a light gift, the sword flew into the scabbard on Zhao Xiaosi's waist, and he waved his hand: "Okay, how much you understand, how much you count." ”

Zhao Xiaosi nodded heavily, standing in place stupidly, his face changed, his hands and feet moved wildly, and he seemed to be in an illusion.

Xiao Yuesheng left slowly, no longer alarming her.

Back in Hanyan Pavilion, he was the only one in the pavilion, and Liu Jing was not there, so he could get up very early and not lie in bed.

Liu Jing slept in the Nanyu Pavilion last night, and Song Mengjun, Su Qingqing, and He Xueqing accompanied her, saying that they wanted to talk about the topic between women and say some whispers.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled, didn't bother, and let them mess around.

Not long after sitting down, Su Qingqing pushed open the door and came in from the outside, dressed in a lake-green shirt, with light steps and fluttering clothes.

Seeing Xiao Yuesheng sitting cross-legged on the couch, she pursed her lips and smiled: "Mr. Xiao, let's go to my fat for breakfast!"

Xiao Yuesheng opened her eyes, turned around her delicate face, frowned and asked, "How do you get fat?"

"Sister He wants to show her skills. Su Qingqing smiled lightly, her cheeks were red, she was shy and unspeakably shy, but her heart was full of sweetness.

"Hmm...... , okay!" Xiao Yuesheng groaned, nodded, and happily agreed.

Su Qingqing glanced at him, She Xueqing's cooking skills, she had already seen it, and it was not inferior to Xiaohe, but the two of them had different styles, and neither of them should be missed.

The girls dressed up, knowing that Xiao Yuesheng was not durable and waiting, just light makeup, but each of them was glamorous and radiant.

The six of them walked out of Guanyun Villa, Xiaohe and Xiao Yuesheng walked together, Liu Jing and the three girls walked behind, their robes fluttering, quite light and thin, everyone was the internal strength to protect the body, and the cold of the outer fabric was difficult to invade.

On the willow embankment, at this time sparsely populated, the cold and unexpectedly steep morning, the scenery of the West Lake is bleak, not suitable for viewing.

"Mr. Xiao, Miss Zhao's swordsmanship is very tight now!" said Su Qingqing in the back.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly and did not answer.

Liu Jing pursed her lips and chuckled: "The eldest brother personally passed on her martial arts, and Miss Zhao's surname is also very good, and it is really rare to have a great way to enter the country." ”

"She's really a blessing, a blessing in disguise, that's it!" Su Qingqing said enviously.

"If you like to practice, let the eldest brother guide you. Liu Jing's clear eyes glanced at Xiao Yuesheng, pursed her lips and chuckled.

Xiao Yuesheng glanced at his wife and said, "The Su family's martial arts are already exquisite, and there is no need for him to ask for it." ”

"But I'm not good at practicing, Mr. Xiao, you can dial one or two, okay?" Su Qingqing's eyes were bright, shining with deception, which was difficult to refuse.

Xiao Yuesheng nodded and smiled: "If you don't like it, I'll take a look." ”

Su Qingqing was overjoyed, and her feet became lighter and lighter.

He Xueqing puffed out her cherry lips, glared at Xiao Yuesheng with hatred, the roots of her teeth itched, and she couldn't wait to step forward and stab him with seven or eight swords to relieve her hatred.

Since returning to Lin'an City, he has been like a different person, ignoring himself, as if he had not seen it, as if he had not seen it, as if he were a transparent person.

It seems that his beauty plan is ineffective at all, and it doesn't make him tempted at all.

Seeing Liu Jing and them, she suddenly felt in her heart, no wonder, the flowers are charming, he has seen too many beautiful women, no wonder he sees himself, he is not as amazing as those men.

It's just that he is so cold to himself, and he is too annoying, and he can't raise his head in front of Song Mengjun and them!

Walking to the middle of the Su Causeway, Xiao Yuesheng suddenly raised his hand and turned his head to wink.

Liu Jing and Song Mengjun hurriedly stopped, Su Qingqing and He Xueqing followed, looked at Xiao Yuesheng with bright eyes, saw that he had a solemn expression, and did not ask directly.

Xiao He kept following Xiao Yuesheng's side, his eyes closed slightly, and after a while, he said in a low voice: "Master, I'll take a look." ”

The corners of Xiao Yuesheng's mouth curled slightly, and he sneered silently: "You are in the back, I'll go over and take a look." ”

Xiao Hezhen nodded slightly, his expression was vigilant, his eyes swept around, like a radar, and slowly stood in front of Liu Jing.

Xiao Yuesheng strode forward and walked forward.

"Xiaohe, big brother, ...... him?" Liu Jing asked Xiaohe suspiciously.

"There's an ambush ahead!" Xiaohe said in a low voice, shut up and said no more, a pair of beautiful and moving eyes swept around, and his eyes were as clear as a spring.

Although Song Mengjun's three daughters felt puzzled in their hearts, they didn't say much, their bright eyes stared at Xiao Yuesheng, watching him stride meteor.

Xiao Yuesheng stopped and stood under a willow tree, a gust of wind blew, and the dry branches made a low whistling sound, blowing his green shirt.

Suddenly, the "snort" sounded, and the cold light that covered the sky gushed out like a tide, enveloping it, and there was no room for evasion.

He raised his hand and waved his sleeve, and the palm of his right hand drew an arc, and an invisible force formed, and the branches trembled, tilting in his direction, trembling, as if struggling.

The sneering cold mangs suddenly slowed down, as if they were thrown into the water, and the water rippled for a while, and these cold mangs disappeared sharply, revealing their bodies, which were some darts, flying knives, sleeve arrows, iron bodhisattvas and other hidden weapons.

It was as if they were encircled in an invisible whirlpool, drawing an arc one after another, and finally burrowing into his sleeve.

Nine figures flew out of the grass, and the dirt and grass clippings on their bodies fluttered one after another, falling around Xiao Yuesheng, stepping in nine directions, and surrounding him.

"There are really people!" He Xueqing was surprised.

Xiao Yuesheng glanced at them sideways and said coldly: "Report your name!"

"Xiao Yihan, don't think that if you change your name, you will be able to escape the punishment of my Yang family!" An old man stood up, his eyes like falcons, and glared at Xiao Yuesheng fiercely.

His eyebrows were white, his face was ruddy, and he had few wrinkles, except that his eyes were too sharp to spoil the sense of kindness.

Glancing at the old man, Xiao Yuesheng frowned: "Shanxi Yang family?!"

"Not bad!" the old man stroked his beard, looking proud.

"Last time, I didn't kill them all, I thought that you would retreat in the face of difficulties," Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and sighed, full of emotion: "Alas...... , don't cry when you don't see the coffin, everyone in the world is like this!"

The old man snorted coldly, his eyes flashed, and he stabbed at Xiao Yuesheng like a cold sword: "The only way to kill my Yang family is to pay for your life, even if you escape to the ends of the earth, you will not escape death!"

The eight people around them looked cold, motionless, and their eyes did not blink, making people think that they were not real people, but puppets.

"Don't talk nonsense, just do it!" Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand, looking impatient.

The old man's eyes showed a hint of compassion, but he immediately put it away, and waved his right hand heavily: "Three links, kill!"

Nine people drew their swords out of the sheath, in a group of three, standing with each other in horns, back to back, stepping on footwork, the three formed a circle, the sword light was cold, connected into one, like three gears.

The three sword light gears were in a horn shape, and Xiao Yuesheng was in the center.

They slowly approached, stepping under their feet, the three of them formed a circle, the sword light arced, and the sword light connected into a circle, looking like a lotus flower from a distance, Xiao Yuesheng looked at the nine people, shook his head and smiled.

"What kind of formation are they?" He Xueqing frowned slightly and asked suspiciously.

Su Qingqing stared nervously at the field, for fear that Xiao Yuesheng would not be able to cope with it, she was concerned and chaotic, knowing that Xiao Yuesheng's martial arts were profound, but she still couldn't help but worry.

Song Mengjun shook his head: "The Yang family in Shanxi has always been rampant and domineering, and they can't be provoked, how did Mr. Xiao recruit them?!"

He Xueqing secretly spit out her tongue, the Yang family was provoked by herself, but Xiao Yuesheng was implicated, and he killed people in order to save himself.

Now, it doesn't seem appropriate to stand on this side and stay out of the matter.

Thinking of this, she took a step forward and shouted coquettishly: "Bullying the soft and fearing the hard, bullying the more and bullying the less, this is the true face of the Yang family!"

These people in the Yang family are resolute and resolute, they are killing machines, and they ignore these gossips, approaching Xiao Yuesheng.

They stepped on footwork, facing outward, their bodies rotated, and slowly moved forward, the sword light was like a flower, and finally shrouded Xiao Yuesheng.

The three sword lights, like a three-ring moon, shrouded Xiao Yuesheng in it.

Xiao Yuesheng flicked his fingers, and with a soft roar, the sword ring on the front froze, revealing a flaw.

"Snort-" There was another sound, another white light crossed, and a person with a white chess piece on his eyebrows slowly fell, and the long sword fell to the ground.

The sword ring formed by the three of them suddenly broke, and the other two looked at Xiao Yuesheng blankly, looking stunned and forgetting to do it.

Xiao Yuesheng flicked his finger again, and with a "snort", a white light was drawn, which was extremely fast, and shot towards the other three.

"When" the white light froze, and was slashed by the sword light like a match, revealing the true face of the chess piece, which had been cut into two pieces and slowly fell to the ground.

"Good swordsmanship!" Xiao Yuesheng exclaimed sincerely, and few people could stop his magical powers.

He snapped his fingers out again, and a streamer of light slashed through the air, hitting the position just now, exactly the same thing.

"When" the white light flashed and disappeared again, a long sword flew into the sky, tumbled at high speed in the air, flew far away, swept past the Su Causeway, the light sound of "pop", the waves waved, the long sword fell into the water, disappeared, only ripples.

The sword wheel of these three people was broken, and without the sword, the sword wheel formed by the three of them became a joke and was unsustainable.

"Snort-" "Snort-" "Snort-"

Sharp whistling sounded one after another, like a sharp whistling of the wind, the sound was terrifying, with the power of seducing the soul, and one after another streamers slashed the ground in the air.

Xiao Yuesheng's fingers flicked like lightning, and white chess pieces appeared between his fingers, and then they were shot out by him and turned into a streamer.

In front of his flick of his fingers, those people's swordsmanship was like a child's trick, not worth mentioning, and he couldn't even block it, and his eyebrows were lying down, and he was killed directly, without any pain.

After the twelve fingers, there were people lying in a mess in the field, with a look of consternation, as if they did not believe that such a thing had happened.

Xiao Yuesheng's figure retreated and appeared in front of Liu Jing and the others.

Song Mengjun's eyes were scattered, and before they could react, their expressions were stunned and slightly in a trance.

Just now, those people were still majestic, as if they could wipe out Xiao Yuesheng, but suddenly, they disappeared and turned into nothingness, changing so fast that they were dizzying.

He Xueqing's face was as usual, she had already seen such a situation, although more people died this time, and the whole army was wiped out, and she still didn't feel too surprised.

"Big brother, their martial arts look excellent, but it's a pity ......" Liu Jing was sympathetic and couldn't bear to look at these people.

"If they don't take the road to heaven and the gate of hell, what can I do?!" Xiao Yuesheng smiled bitterly, as if she had no choice but to do so.

Liu Jing sighed helplessly and shook her head.

She has always disliked killing, but wants to persuade people, and always feels that the world is good, and it is best not to use a gun.

Xiao Yuesheng took the lead, and the rest of the women subconsciously followed him, bypassed these people, went to the lake, took off the boat, and the six of them rowed on the lake.

Xiao He stood in front of Xiao Yuesheng, and with a push of his white jade-like palm, the lake under his palm suddenly sank, flying out like a fish, and came to Su Qingqing's painting.

Xiao Yuesheng entered the painting, sat directly in the desk under the window, sat on the embroidery pier, and looked at the scroll on the Xuan desk.

He Xueqing cooked directly, Xiaohe worked on the side, and the other three girls sat on the side, gossiping while helping her start.

Suddenly, they swayed, as if something had hit them, and they leaned over, and if it weren't for their steadyness, they would have fallen.

He Xueqing's complexion changed, and she said softly: "Is there someone under the boat?!"

Su Qingqingyu's delicate face changed slightly, she had been staying on the painting, she was very experienced, if someone really made trouble below, the people on the boat would be in danger.

(To be continued)