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- Chapter 61: Show mercy
"Sun Zi Ming?" Murong Ye's face changed slightly, his eyes condensed, and two cold rays suddenly shot out.
"Heavenly Thunder Divine Claw Sun Ziming?" His body was already slightly tense, and the power in his body was vast and surging.
"It's Sun!" Sun Tzu Ming patted the pine tree next to him and smiled lightly. As he smiled, his majesty increased instead of decreasing.
"I have long admired my name! Everyone in the martial arts world knows about the Heavenly Thunder Divine Claw. I have never had the opportunity to see him. Today I can recognize the face of Sun Daxia. I am very lucky!"
Murong Ye cupped his hands and behaved in a free and easy manner. Although his words were ordinary polite words, his tone and expression were extremely sincere, which made people feel good about him.
Although Murong Ye felt a sense of foreboding in his heart, he was hoping that by chance he wouldn't have this Sun Ziming following him all the time.
No matter what, you can never go wrong by treating others with courtesy, showing them with a smile, and speaking with praise. This is Murong Ye's way of life.
Sun Ziming left the pine tree, stood upright, cupped his hands, put away his smile, his eyes turned from loose to solid, and said slowly: "Mr. Murong is such a master of Qinggong. It only takes one day to go from Jiaxing to Suzhou. Sun admire!"
His eyes returned from emptiness to reality, and gradually became solid, like a sword with a cold light, slowly unsheathed, making Murong Ye feel chilled.
The increasingly dignified aura on Sun Tzu Ming's body made him even more wary. His internal energy was stimulated by it and surged like a furious wave, rolling through the meridians in his body.
At this time, Murong Ye knew that the person coming was not good, and he couldn't help but feel bitter in his heart.
¡°My daughter knew that Tianlei Shenzhao was the shopkeeper of Ziming¡¯s company. He had been living in Jiaxing City, so she came to the conclusion that the controller of Jiaxing City was Ziming, so Jiaxing City could be as tight as an iron barrel.
The three Taihang brothers, Jue Mingjian Cheng Tianxia, ??and Fei Lang Jia Wulun were all masters and powerful men who had been rampant in the martial arts for decades. Unfortunately, they encountered the claws of the thunder god. No one escaped and were killed by him. Down.
Although Murong Ye is proud that his martial arts skills are not inferior to those of the Heavenly Thunder Divine Claw, he is a man with great responsibilities and does not allow himself to be competitive and establish strong enemies. He will avoid such an uncertain battle whenever he can.
It¡¯s just that today, I¡¯m afraid I have no choice but to stop fighting! He smiled bitterly to himself.
Fight if you want, how can you be afraid of it? Beiming's magical skills really live up to the name of magical skills. My current skills are even worse than those of those in the Five Arts.
"Has Daxia Sun been following me all this time?" Murong Ye's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he met Sun Zi Ming's astounding gaze with a relaxed tone and a smile.
He stood with his hands behind his back, looking cool, but his hands behind him were tightly clasped, and his long sleeves were shaking slightly, like a skin bag blown out of air.
Sun Tzu Ming¡¯s face was as dark as water, and he said coldly: ¡°If you hurt someone in Jiaxing City, how can you be allowed to come and go freely!¡Mr. Murong, let¡¯s make some gestures!¡±
A powerful and unparalleled momentum enveloped Murong Ye. Murong Ye let out a sigh of relief, and his foot slipped, sliding out three feet, which was extremely free and unrestrained.
Only Murong Ye himself knew how embarrassed he was just now. He was slightly angry in his heart. He stopped talking and stepped forward to attack Sun Ziming.
Although he knew that Sun Tzu Ming's palms and claws were unparalleled in the world, the only way to deal with them was to use weapons.
But once you use weapons to defend against the enemy, you will not be able to use the "suction" technique of Beiming Divine Art. It is tantamount to losing the biggest weapon to defeat the enemy. In a flash of mind, he weighed it clearly.
Sun Tzu Ming has a calm demeanor and his hands are like lightning. He can often defeat the enemy with one move without the need for multiple moves.
Facing Murong Ye¡¯s fluttering palm, Sunzi Ming struck it away with his palm.
Murong Ye tentatively stretched out his palms, but he didn't want Sun Ziming to strike so quickly. His palms were still on his chest. A roar like wind and thunder sounded, and he felt a huge force surge from his palms, draining his inner strength. As he rolled back, this overwhelming internal force was as hot as fire, churning through his body and scorching his meridians.
Murong Ye was shocked and retreated. He moved his mind with the help of stars, and with a start, he floated to a pine tree and slapped the tree with one palm.
The smell of burning rosin from the torch wafted out, and a blackened palm print appeared on the tree.
A mouthful of hot blood spurted out from Murongye's mouth and fell on the green and yellow grass. The hot air curled up, as if tea was poured out.
His complexion gradually returned from red to normal. This mouthful of blood was the residual heat accumulated when he used the star-shifting mind technique to expel the hot internal force from his body.
Murong Ye¡¯s heart of wariness grew. He didn¡¯t expect that Sun Tzu Ming¡¯s internal power was so terrifying. Fortunately, he hadn¡¯t yet had time to use the Beiming Divine Skill to Suction Words, and he was equipped with the Star Shifting Mind Technique. Otherwise, he would have become a charred corpse now
When people in the martial arts fight, they often first test the reality and then find an opening to attack.
?????????????????? But people who come from Guanlan Villa violate this tradition and often don¡¯t take action. Once they do, they must go all out, often causing the other party to suffer a big loss.
This time, Murongye actually benefited from not trying his best.
Sun Tzu Ming's inner strength is as strong as the sun, like thunder from the sky, destroying all evils, and extremely domineering. If Murong had used up all his inner strength just now, he would have inevitably fallen backwards, and it would have backfired on him. It's a bit like the other way around. , but also the taste of his body.
"If Murong Ye uses the Suction Technique of Beiming Divine Art, he will definitely end up with all the meridians in his body destroyed, and he will be burned internally and die. Sun Tzu Ming understands that the internal force is out of the body, and the physical body cannot resist it.
Sun Ziming couldn't help but admire him when he saw Murong Ye just spitting out a mouthful of blood and transferring his inner strength to the pine tree.
Since he practiced the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation Heart Technique, except for his master and his wife, no one has been able to receive his Heavenly Thunder Palm without dying.
Sun Zi Ming chuckled, looking like a tiger with eagle eyes, and a flash of purple energy flashed across his face, "Dou Zhuan Xing Yi is indeed worthy of his reputation! Mr. Murong is the first person who can take over Sun's palm."
"Haha, Chengyi, oh" Murong Ye still smiled and bowed his hands politely, but suddenly his expression changed and he spit out another mouthful of blood.
This time, before he could even bow down, blood already poured out of his mouth. Fortunately, he was wearing a green shirt, and the few drops of blood dripping onto his shirt were not conspicuous.
Sun Tzu Ming shook his head and sighed with compassion, "Sun is already merciful. Whether he lives or dies depends on Mr. Murong's fate!"
After saying that, he slightly cupped his hands, and the Taoist robe flashed up to the tree, like a light smoke, slightly passing through the treetops, and then slowly went away.
Murong Ye caressed his chest gently, and spat out another mouthful of blood. His face was as red as drunkenness, and he looked at the direction where Sun Tzu Ming passed away, his eyes full of confusion.
"Be merciful, haha, what a mercy!" Murong Ye smiled bitterly, sat down against the pine tree, and began to cross his legs to do his exercises.
The blow he received this time was not small. He thought that after practicing the Beiming Divine Art, he secretly absorbed the internal power of several masters, and his internal power should be invincible, but he did not expect to be so vulnerable!
But he didn¡¯t know that Sun Tzu Ming¡¯s words were true. He had indeed shown mercy to Murong Ye. Otherwise, he would have been completely dead by now, even if he had used the Heart-Destroying Palm Technique to control the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation.
????????????? How can the internal force of the thunder calamity, which is as overbearing as the thunder from the sky, be easily driven away? Its overbearingness becomes more and more violent as it goes on.
"It's just that Murong Ye didn't know the danger, and thought Sun Tzu Ming was talking about life or death, and he was just threatening.
When Sun Tzu Ming returned to Jiaxing, it was already midnight. When he heard his wives talking about the wonders of Guanlan Villa, he knew that it was his master who had done something about it, so he slept peacefully and arrived at Guanlan Villa before dawn. , to report the matter.
" Xiao Yuesheng listened quietly to his disciple's story without saying a word. But at this moment, Yang Ruonan had already disappeared.
She was impatient and ran out early, saying she was looking for Xiaobai to play with.
After hearing this, Xiao Yuesheng nodded, put the teacup on the table, and a smile appeared on his stern face: "Ziming, that's right, you've made great progress!"
Sun Ziming breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the wind and rain had finally cleared and the sun was shining brightly.
He hurriedly stood up, cupped his hands, and smiled honestly: "Thank you, Master, for the compliment. The reason why I can make progress is all because of Master's teachings!"
Xiao Yuesheng squinted his eyes and smiled, accepting this flattery without any shame, while Xiaoyu rolled her eyes at the master and disciple in annoyance.
He is usually very lazy, and the task of teaching his disciples falls entirely on his wives. However, he himself is carefree, and he can accept this flattery without any shame. It is rare for him to be thick-skinned.
Xiao Yuesheng stood up, put his hands on his back, walked slowly, sometimes looking at the sky, sometimes observing the ground, his expression was calm and thoughtful.
Both Xiaoyu and Sunzi Ming stared at him intently, their eyes moving as he moved. They didn't know what he was thinking and didn't dare to disturb him with words.
"Ziming" Xiao Yuesheng pondered slightly and said slowly.
"Yes, Master." Sun Tzu Ming stood up and agreed respectfully, as if he was listening.
"You said, does it look good if the hall has the roof open like this?" Xiao Yuesheng pointed to the open roof, turned to ask Sun Ziming, with a serious look on his face.
Sunzi Ming blinked, glanced sideways at Master Xiaoyu, and gave a helpless look with a slight wry smile: "It looks pretty good, but I'm afraid it will rain or snow!"
Xiaoyu put down the teapot and stroked the smooth white teapotOn his forehead, he rolled his eyes at his young master with a wry smile, and said coquettishly: "Young Master¡ª¡ª!" There was a delicate and charming voice in his voice.
Xiao Yuesheng laughed twice, stopped his laughter, and patted Sun Ziming on the shoulder, "Haha, well, I really can't tolerate a little joke!"
Sun Ziming could only giggle twice, just like he did when he was young.
"Young master, please let Zi Ming go!" Xiaoyu sympathized with this apprentice very much, and it was no wonder that it was difficult for him to meet such a weird master.
Xiao Yuesheng laughed, stopped teasing the apprentice, patted his shoulder, and returned to his seat.
He picked up the tea cup, took a sip of warm tea, and said calmly: "Zi Ming did this matter beautifully and controlled it very well By the way, when you fought with Murong Ye, what was his internal strength? eccentric?"
Sun Tzu Ming thought for a moment, nodded, and then shook his head, "It's a little weird. It seems that his internal power has strong suction and rotation. The disciple only slapped him once and then didn't take any more action. The rest were all for a while." Time, I can¡¯t tell.¡±
"Then is his internal energy mixed and impure?" Xiaoyu was holding the teapot, which was suspended in the air, with a solemn expression on her face.
Sun Tzu Ming could feel the coercive power of Master Xiaoyu, but he did not dare to use his skills to resist. He could only resist the oppression and said quickly: "No, his internal strength is extremely strong, but he is quite pure, and he is not sophisticated. feeling."
Xiaoyu nodded and looked at his son-in-law.
Sunzi Ming breathed a sigh of relief. The pressure that Master Xiaoyu had inadvertently exerted just now caused cold sweat to break out from his vest.
"My lord, this is quite troublesome. It seems that the flaws in Beiming's magical skill have been corrected by Murong Ye. Without any scruples, his skill can be enhanced without any scruples, and it might become a serious problem!"
Xiao Yusu held the pot in her hand and poured the brewed tea into the young master's cup. She spoke in a solemn tone.
Xiao Yuesheng brought the filled tea cup to his mouth and drank it all in one gulp. The cup was still raised in the air, but he closed his eyes and sighed, quite intoxicated.
"Good tea!" After a long time, Xiao Yuesheng sighed.
Xiaoyu pursed her lips and smiled, her jade teeth slightly exposed, and a touch of snow-white between her lips, as pure as the snow of the Tianshan Mountains.
"Madam's craftsmanship is becoming more and more exquisite!" Xiao Yuesheng placed the tea cup on the table, praised it, and then touched the two thin whiskers on his lips, "Well, your worries are reasonable, but there is no need to worry too much, I am. I am even more interested and want to see what kind of master this Beiming Divine Art can turn Murong Ye into!"
There was a bit of weirdness in the smile on his face, and he glanced sideways at Sun Tzu Ming, "Ziming, did you hit him with the Thunder Palm?"
Sun Ziming nodded.
Xiaoyu frowned her crescent-shaped eyebrows, and while passing the steaming cup of tea to Zi Ming's eyes, she said softly: "Ziming, use the Heavenly Thunder Palm less in the future, as it will harm Tianhe."
Sun Ziming hurriedly stood up and left his seat. He respectfully took the tea from his mistress with both hands and said nothing but "promise".
This Heavenly Thunder Palm is known as the Heavenly Executioner. It is extremely domineering and ruthless. Even if it can be resolved, the palm power will invade the body invisibly, disrupting the five elements of the body, often hurting people and invisibly. In fact, it is the most yin, yang, and strength. Soft and gentle palm power.
"Can Murong Ye survive?" Xiao Yuesheng asked casually after his apprentice finished drinking tea.
"Thisdisciple is really not sure!" Sun Ziming put down the tea cup, thought about it, shook his head, and hesitated.
¡°Oh¡ª¡ª?¡± Xiao Yuesheng leaned forward, quite curious.
"To be honest with Master, Murong Ye does have some real abilities. His mind-shifting method of turning stars is quite miraculous. It can actually remove part of the power of the sky thunder. Moreover, he didn't use much force when he used his palms, so the disciple retained some strength to use it. I estimate that it¡¯s only a matter of 50 to 50 whether he can survive it!¡±
Sun Ziming straightened his figure and spoke with authority. He no longer acted cautiously and timidly just now.
He really knows his master very well. Once his master is in a calm mood, he is very lenient towards him and can laugh and talk freely. However, when his master is in a bad mood, it is better to stay away from him.
"Hmm -! The number of five to five seems to be no problem. The Murong family has a rich family background and a very deep foundation. They should be able to expel the power of the thunder palm." Xiao Yuesheng leaned back on the chair again and touched the two fingers on his lips. He shaved his thin beard and said it somewhat matter-of-factly.
"Haha, this Murong family is getting more and more interesting!" Xiao Yuesheng looked at the sky above the hall and murmured.
"Brother, the Murong family has been making moves in recent years. It has secretly trained a large number of masters, and it also has some ambiguities with people in the court." Xiaoyu was quite worried. She had already vaguely sensed the ambition of the Murong family.??.
Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand, "Don't touch him, just stay aside and watch the fun. I'm curious about how far they can go. Maple Leaf Sword Sect, Nanshan Gang, haha, this Murong family is worthy of being a royal nobleman, so stoic. very."
Xiaoyu nodded, looked at Sunzi Ming who was looking at his nose and heart, and picked up the tea cup on the table.
Sun Ziming looked simple and honest, but now he has become very clever. Seeing the mistress's behavior, he immediately knew that he should resign, so he stood up and left.
Xiaoyu waited for Sunzi Ming's figure to disappear from the hall. With a slight smile on her pretty face, she came to Xiao Yuesheng, refilled his tea cup, leaned beside him, and said softly: "Master, you are so beautiful." Do you want to leave Sister Xie in the village?"
Xiao Yuesheng chuckled and pointed her forehead with his finger, "You little girl, you actually take care of the young master!"
¡°How dare Xiaoyu¡ª!¡± Xiaoyu uttered a numbingly delicate voice, changing the image of a demure and gentle lady in front of Sunzi Ming just now.
Xiao Yuesheng held her in his arms, let her sit on his lap, kissed her tender face, and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, I will let her go back today Now that Murong Ye has too much to take care of, she There won¡¯t be any danger for a while.¡±
The breath exhaled by Xiao Yuesheng's big mouth penetrated her thin clothes and warmed her skin, making her feel weak and hot. She barely maintained her rationality. Xiaoyu whispered delicately: "Master, I'm just a little worried. ,I like Sister Xie very much, but I always feel that she is too scheming and not suitable to be the mistress of our Guanlan Villa."
Xiao Yuesheng squeezed her with his cheek, responded in a low voice, and chuckled: "Well, I have my own sense of propriety."
Then he raised his head and said with a smile: "Little girl, you have grown up a lot!"
After saying that, he took a look at the proud tower in front of him.
A blush surged onto Xiaoyu's face like a tide, and she rolled her eyes at Xiao Yuesheng: "Master, you are talking nonsense again!"
¡°Then¡ª¡ª, I want to take a look, young master!¡± Xiao Yuesheng laughed and climbed up with his big hands.
Xiaoyu was so embarrassed that she broke away from the young master's arm, spat, and ran out.
Xiao Yuesheng laughed.
When Xiaoyu disappeared, he stopped laughing and looked up at the sky. After a long time, he let out a long sigh. Suddenly, he felt unspeakably lonely.
During breakfast, I looked at a table full of women, all of them charming and beautiful, like a land of fragrances.
Xie Xiaolan sat among them, her posture elegant and quiet, surprisingly harmonious, as if she had been a member of this family a long time ago.
Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her secretly, sighed in his heart, and felt a little bored. He stopped talking and didn't even touch a drop of wine.
"Brother, don't you want to drink?" Wanyanping sat beside him, and her heart skipped a beat when she saw that he just lowered his head to eat without touching anything.
In the past few days, her worries have all gone away. When she saw her husband's abnormal behavior, there was a tremor, and every tree and plant was in panic.
"I don't want to drink it." Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and just ate in silence.
Wanyanping looked at Guo Fu who was across from her husband, her eyes full of questioning.
Yesterday, Xiao Yuesheng just slept in Guo Fu's room, and there was no rain or dew as usual. Naturally, she wanted to ask if there was something wrong last night.
Guo Fu understood her gaze and shook her head in confusion.
Although Xiao Yuesheng lowered his head, how could he not see the conversation between their eyes? He was just too lazy to speak, and suddenly felt a little bored.
"Young Master, Master Zhu Ming of Pudu Temple sent an invitation to invite you to play chess in his temple." Xiaoyu put down his bamboo chopsticks, wiped the corners of his mouth gracefully, and looked at his young master with concern.
She also saw the young master's desolate mood, and couldn't help but wonder if she had made a mistake in what she said before the meal.
¡°Oh¡ª¡ª?¡± Xiao Yuesheng raised his head and immediately showed a smile, ¡°It seems that this old monk¡¯s hands are itchy again!¡±
"Godfather, I want to go too!" Yang Ruonan said hurriedly, holding the bamboo chopsticks in the air and still having food in his mouth.
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"Huh!" Yang Ruonan pouted her cherry lips and stopped talking.
She also knew that she couldn't go, but she was not willing to do so. Besides, it was really not a wonderful thing for her to watch her godfather play chess with others. She might as well have fun with Xiaobai and the others.
"By the way, Mom Fu, when will sister Guo Xiang and brother Polu come over to play?" Yang Ruonan suddenly thought of his wonderful playmates again and couldn't help butSome thoughts.
"This" Guo Fu thought for a while, then looked at her husband, and said with a smile: "They will be here in a few days. They agreed to come after the Lantern Festival."
Yang Ruonan nodded, looking forward to it. With Guo Xiang and the two joining in, the game would be more enjoyable. She had been used to being lonely since she was a child and had almost no playmates of the same age.
"Master Xiao, the little girl will return to Xuechun Garden today. The grace of saving her life can only be repaid later!"
Xie Xiaolan, who had been eating in silence, suddenly stood up, with eyes like cold stars, and said slowly, her face full of determination, but there was a faint complex look in her eyes.
Xiao Yuesheng was stunned for a moment, the bamboo chopsticks froze in the air, he stared at her crystal-clear jade face, and nodded slowly, "Murong Ye has been hurt by Zi Ming for now, you don't have to worry about him coming to your door again ¡¡±
He paused for a moment and faced her clear starry eyes. He suddenly couldn't say the words in his heart anymore. He could only force a smile: "take care of yourself!"
Xie Xiaolan glanced at the girls on the table, a look of sadness flashed across her face, then she returned to her smile, nodded, and slowly sat back in the chair.
"Brother Xiao, my cousin Wushuang and I have to say goodbye too." Cheng Ying waited for Xie Xiaolan to just sit down, stood up with her slender body, and said lightly. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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