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In the sword light, the pieces of cloth fluttered one after another, like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers, falling on the deck everywhere and spreading all over the ground. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The robes of the four people were torn, and their bare shoulders were exposed in the cold wind, and they stood in a daze, their faces dazed, and there was no blood.

The sleeves of their robes were broken off from their shoulders, and a round hole in their chests was exposed, revealing their fair skin, where their hearts were.

Jiang Nanyun Luo's sleeves shook, the sword light flashed, and with two "snorts", the long sword was inserted into the deck, leaving only one sword hilt, and the sword spike trembled slightly.

Luo sleeves retracted, she stood quietly, her demeanor was graceful and graceful, a gust of wind blew, a little cool in the cold, blowing her clothes fluttering.

Feng'er came out of the curtain, and when she saw them showing their bare arms, she hurriedly sighed, covered her mouth and turned her head, her face was as red as drunk, and she didn't dare to look at it.

Only then did the four of them wake up, their eyes resumed moving, and even if their internal strength was good, they also sensed the cold, and they were busy fighting against the cold.

"Get out!" Jiang Nanyun frowned, waved his sleeves, his white jade-like face showed a look of disgust, and his glutinous voice revealed impatience.

"Who are you?!" The gray-shirted young man's face returned to calm, he clenched his fists and asked in a deep voice, his eyes blazing.

It's just that his bare arms and clenching his fists as a salute look quite funny, breaking the solemn atmosphere, and a little embarrassed.

"My name, you don't deserve to ask, if you are long-winded, I will take your surname!" Jiang Nan Yundai frowned tighter, and said lightly, her bright eyes flashed.

The gray-shirted young man's heart jumped, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop the three people who wanted to scold, and sneered: "Your skills are not as good as others, and you are willing to lose the wind...... Brother Zhao, brother He, let's go, don't be bored!"

After that, without waiting for the other three to speak, they rose up, like a goshawk, rising smoothly into the air and sweeping forward.

The other three glared at Jiang Nanyun unwillingly, their eyes were fierce, and they wanted to scold a few words to get angry, but when they saw Jiang Nanyun's indifferent expression, they were suffocated, stomped their feet, glared at her unwillingly, and flew up, like three big birds, fluttering past a few paintings and disappearing.

Jiang Nanyun glanced at the three of them, remained silent, and turned to Zheng Deming: "Manager Zheng, are you injured?"

"Jiang Woman, I'm ashamed!" Zheng Deming smiled bitterly and put away his sword and sheathed it.

He fought with them endlessly, inseparable, and fought for so long, but as soon as Jiang Nanyun made a move, it was a move to defeat the enemy, like a child, and the disparity between the high and the low made his face numb for a while, and he was faceless.

Jiang Nanyun glanced at his thoughts, smiled slightly, said no more, and turned back to the painting.

Like geese, the four of them swept past a few paintings and landed on top of their own paintings, sat around the table, grabbed the big bowl on the table, and drank a bowl of it.

Enlarge the bowl and wipe the corners of his mouth, the handsome young man with a melon seed face said with a grin: "Brother Zhao, why did you show such weakness just now?...... It's not like you!"

"......" The gray-shirted young man was just drinking hard, his face was pale, still bloodless, and he looked frightened.

Seeing him in such a situation, the rest of the people felt even more strange, among the four of them, the gray-shirted young man has always had a lot of prestige, he is wise and calm, he does not speak easily, and his words are sure to be true.

He had always been calm and courageous, but looking at his current appearance, he seemed to be frightened.

The young man surnamed He came out of the painting, holding a few robes in his hands, and handed them to the other three one by one, and everyone immediately changed them, shirtless, and the cold was like a needle, and it hurt.

"Brother Zhao, you speak!" the melon-faced young man shouted.

"Alas......" The gray-shirted young man shook his head, sighed deeply, turned his head, slowly glanced at the three of them, and said, "Three brothers, let's go before the ghost gate closes!"

The melon-faced young man tore off his robe and said loudly, "What's wrong?!...... Brother Zhao, you want to suffocate us!"

The gray-shirted young man glanced at him, shook his head, and sighed: "Do you know who that woman was just now?!"

"That beautiful woman?!" the melon-seed-faced young man had a strange expression, his eyes fluttering, revealing a little red.

"Well, do they know who she is?" the gray-shirted young man nodded, glancing at the three of them.

After thinking about it, all three shook their heads and stared at him.

"I know a thing or two!" said the gray-shirted young man lightly.

"What kind of famous character is she?!" asked the melon-faced young man eagerly, staring at him without blinking.

"When it comes to her name, everyone must be like thunder!" The gray-shirted young man sighed, no longer selling Guanzi, and his tone was light: "She is the spicy hand fairy Jiang Nanyun!"

"Spicy hand fairy?!She's Jiang Nanyun?!" The melon-faced young man was surprised, his eyes widened in disbelief.

"Apart from her, who else is so beautiful and how strong is her martial arts?!" the gray-shirted young man sneered and glanced at the three of them.

The three of them glanced at each other, shook their heads and smiled bitterly, if it was really her, it was really a shame that Brother Zhao stopped him, which could be regarded as saving his surname.

The spicy hand fairy Jiang Nanyun, if you don't make a move, you will be ruthless, either dead or disabled, and no one can get out of the way.

"Alas...... , that is, she has such martial arts!" The melon-faced young man sighed with a melancholy expression: "Elegance is peerless, elegance is peerless!"

He was born with a sense of shame, such a character, I don't know if there is a man in the world who is worthy of her, but he will never be able to get her, thinking of this, his heart is unspeakable, and he is tasteless.

"Brother Zhao, thanks to your cleverness, you can save our lives!" another man with a round face clenched his fists and sighed.

The gray-robed young man shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I also saw her from afar by chance, otherwise, I wouldn't have guessed that it was her!"

In their eyes, Jiang Nanyun is an unreachable big man, as the leader of the Qingping Gang and the young owner of Guanyun Villa, he can be described as a high-powered, ordinary martial arts person, who wants to see her but can't get it.

Since Zheng Xiuzhi had already worshiped Xiao Yuesheng, she followed Xiao Yuesheng and Jiang Nanyun and returned to Guanyun Villa.

Xiao Yuesheng gathered all the people in the villa and introduced Zheng Xiuzhi in front of them, and they stepped forward to see the fourth lady one by one.

Zheng Xiuzhi is down-to-earth and generous, graceful and elegant, showing everyone's beautiful demeanor, not shy, Xiuya's face has always been smiling.

She smiled slightly, pressed her hands on her waist, and stood quietly and gracefully, unable to see the signs of her previous paralysis.

After Xiao Yuesheng introduced her, he waved his hand, ignored her, and asked her to follow Jiang Nanyun to familiarize herself with Guanyun Villa and the Qingping Gang first.

As for her reincarnation technique, she was not in a hurry to practice it, but began to practice the pure heart technique first.

The reincarnation formula is the most exhausting, every time she finishes practicing, she is exhausted, and in the long run, the spirit withers, and the vitality gradually disappears, even if there is the true qi of the reincarnation formula, it is difficult to preserve.

At the beginning, Xiao Yuesheng gave her the reincarnation technique, but she didn't explain it, but she had the idea of taking it back, and once her leg was healed, she couldn't practice anymore.

Now, she has become an official disciple of Guanyun Villa, which is naturally different, since she has cultivated the reincarnation technique and entered the realm very quickly, the surname Suo will not change other mental methods.

Xiao Yuesheng instructed his disciples that they did not have to let all their disciples cultivate one mental method, but taught them according to their aptitude, each with their own differences.

Zheng Xiuzhi is now cultivating, there are only two tips, the pure heart recipe and the reincarnation technique, the two recipes promote each other, prompt, and enter the country faster.

Jiang Nanyun and Zheng Xiuzhi left Guanyun Villa and walked slowly along the forest road, although Zheng Xiuzhi's legs could walk, they couldn't be too tired.

"Little junior sister, you still have two senior sisters, you went to Wudang to deliver the letter, and you are coming back soon. Jiang Nanyun smiled lightly, gentle and kind.

"Went to the Wudang Sect?" Zheng Xiuzhi said in surprise.

Jiang Nanyun nodded, stretched out his jade hand, sucked a fallen maple leaf, gently fiddled, and sighed: "Master, he wants to return to the mountains and forests, and he doesn't ask about the affairs of the martial arts,...... I went to inform Chong Xudao to take a long time. ”

"Master wants to go into hiding?" Zheng Xiuzhi was even more surprised.

Jiang Nanyun shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Master is tired of martial arts battles and wants to practice quietly. ”

"That's good, it's not a good thing to fight and kill. Zheng Xiuzhi looked approving.

Jiang Nanyun glanced at her and smiled bitterly, it seems that the surname of the little junior sister is peaceful and does not like to fight, so she will be tired.

"Little junior sister, I don't know your background yet. Jiang Nanyun changed the topic.

"I don't have anything either, my father is an official in the court, and my brother doesn't do his job all day long, thinking about fighting and killing all day long. Zheng Xiuzhi said lightly.

Jiang Nanyun smiled: "In my opinion, you also seem to be a scholarly disciple, which is really good,...... Let's hurry up and watch them practice. ”

Zheng Xiuzhi nodded, she was pulled by Jiangnan Yun, like a cloud driving the fog, and the objects in front of her quickly retreated, dazzling.

(To be continued)