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- Chapter 105 Dark Front
Li Sanping narrowed his eyes slightly and stood in front of his junior sister. He held on to the railing of the pavilion and stared at the pavilion not far away with a calm expression. Suddenly, he realized that there were eleven people standing there, but one of them was carried on his back. That¡¯s all.
"Ten horses, eleven people, and the sound of hoofbeats is not chaotic, it is really a rare horse!" Li Sanping sighed in his heart and was quite envious. The Tianshan Sword Sect never had a horse like this.
After the eleven men dismounted, they stood quietly, motionless, letting the cold wind cut my face and tear my shirt, and I stood tall.
Li Sanping also remained motionless and watched quietly. Unfortunately, the night was as dark as ink and it was difficult to see people's faces in the distance. He could only vaguely see ten people standing in rows with fans, which seemed to be a formation. , and protected one of the people wearing a crane cloak.
He quickly activated the Ice Heart Art, not daring to stop. The ten sharp sword-like gazes from the opposite side could not shake his mind. Their gazes were as cold as ice, as cold as the glacier at the top of Bogda Peak.
Suddenly, a person rushed out, his figure was like lightning, and in a flash, he was already inside the pavilion.
Li Sanping held down the little hand of the junior sister behind him who was drawing the sword and watched intently. He saw that the person in front of him was young and similar to himself, with fine features and handsome features. However, his expression was indifferent and his eyes seemed cold and ruthless. Underneath, there is a slight shine.
This man's eyes flashed, like a cold sword cutting through the sky. He took out a pale gold greeting card from his arms and handed it to Li Sanping, who was concentrating on his luck. His face was expressionless and he said in a deep voice: "Head of the Long Family, I would like to pay my respects to the Tianshan Sword Sect. Congratulations, Master!"
After saying that, he held up the greeting card with the golden dragon painted on it in both hands and sent it forward. Although it was indifferent, it was not rude.
When Li Sanping took over, the man flashed, stepped on the railing of the flying pavilion, and rushed back among the ten people like an arrow.
Li Sanping took the greeting card with both hands. At a glance, the light gold dragon pattern had a vague aura of looking down on the world, which was unforgettable.
He stared at the eleven people standing quietly in the cold wind, with their beards and hair flying, turned around, and handed the invitation to Rena, who was holding the hilt of the sword tightly, "Junior sister, give it to the leader."
"Senior brother" Rena did not accept the invitation and looked at the Long family members who were standing about a foot away. A hint of worry flashed through her eyes with extremely long eyelashes. She hesitated, and her little hand holding the hilt of the sword tightened again. .
Li Sanping raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, and gently opened her small sword-holding hand with his big hand. However, the hand seemed to be stiff, and it was extremely difficult to open it.
He put the greeting card on this little hand and said softly: "Go quickly, don't worry!"
Rena looked at her senior brother and saw that his eyes were full of calmness, and she couldn't help but feel a little calmer in her heart. She thought in her heart that since these people from the Long family sent their greetings, they would not do anything to her senior brother.
So she nodded, holding the greeting card in her little hands, turned around and jumped directly over the railing of the small pavilion, with a snowy step, she quickly disappeared into the darkness.
Li Sanping breathed a sigh of relief and was about to turn around when he suddenly heard the voice of his junior sister: "Senior brother"
"What's wrong?!" Li Sanping turned around suddenly, a little unhappy. He handed over the greeting card. He stood in the cold wind and waited, but the junior sister was slow to do so. It was really rude.
"Senior brother, take these fireworks bombs." Rena's cheeks were slightly red, and her red mouth was blowing out hot white air. She put the two warm fireworks bombs into his hands, turned around and ran away again. Got out.
When she was about to stuff the greeting card into her arms, she bumped into the fireworks in her arms. Worried about her senior brother's safety, she returned and asked him to hold it, so that she could call for help if he really took action.
Li Sanping smiled wryly and apologized to his junior sister. He subconsciously glanced at the Long family members outside the pavilion. They were still silent, standing quietly, motionless, like statues.
He also stood quietly and kept urging the Bing Xin Jue.
Er, the tinkling bells sounded, clear and melodious, following the cold wind, meandering gracefully in the night sky, ringing six times in total, which was a greeting to the distinguished guests.
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Li Sanping knew that this was the disciples of the Sword Sect holding lanterns, walking down the stone steps from top to bottom, with men and women lining up in a row. This was also one of the etiquette for welcoming guests.
"Senior Long, our leader has invited you!" Li Sanping stood in the pavilion, cupped his hands and clasped his fists, and said respectfully to the eleven people not far away.
He speaks clearly, sonorously, and forcefully, with a calm demeanor that is neither humble nor overbearing.
The eleven people moved slowly, but the ten horses stopped where they were. They only neighed a few times and plowed their front hooves, but other than that, there was no movement.
As the distance got closer, Li Sanping could clearly see the faces of everyone. There was a person in front of him, with a tall figure.He has a wide square mouth, a long chest-length beard and a shiny black beard. His nose is upright, his nostrils are slightly larger, and he has long red eyes with pupils shining brightly under the light.
Seeing that he was dressed in bright black fur clothes and covered with a crane cloak, Li Sanping knew that he was Long Zhenglei, the head of the Long family, the number one master of the Long family back then.
At the time of the martial arts competition, Li Sanping was still young and had no chance to go inside to watch. He also had no deep impression of Long Zhenglei. He only remembered his loud laughter and his heroic spirit, which was heartbreaking to hear, and the laughter he had with his great uncle. Laughing brightly for a while.
Although all the people behind him had calm steps and extraordinary demeanor, only two of them made Li Sanping feel a chill in his heart. These two people followed closely behind Long Zhenglei. Although they lowered their eyebrows and lowered their eyes, they were extremely respectful, giving him the impression that But the most dangerous.
"Li Sanping, a third-generation disciple of the Tianshan Sword Sect, has met Senior Long!" Li Sanping didn't wait for Long Zhenglei to reach the Feiting Pavilion, and hurriedly stepped out of the pavilion and bowed.
"Haha" The burly Long Zhenglei gave him a virtual support, stroked his beard with his right hand, and laughed, "No need to be polite, the young man is a talented man! Haha, whenever I see a talent, I can't help but be happy. !¡±
He laughed a few times and had a friendly attitude without any arrogance.
"This junior is so ashamed! Senior Long, let me lead the way!" Li Sanping, with a calm face, bowed and replied.
"Thank you!" Long Zhenglei nodded slightly, stroked his beard with his right hand, and moved his left hand to express his invitation.
Li Sanping didn't even take a lantern, so he led the way. Even with his eyes closed, he could feel the way up the mountain.
Before setting foot on the stone steps, the lanterns spreading from top to bottom have reached the bottom of the mountain. Even though the cold wind is howling and the lanterns are shaking, the bluestone steps are still illuminated to every detail.
"But the Master of the Long Family?" A mellow female voice slowly sounded, slightly hoarse, but also calm and peaceful, but the tone was slightly sarcastic: "The Master of the Long Family is here, I am really frightened -!"
Surrounded by several lanterns, a group of people walked down the mountain. Walking in front was a woman with snow-white hair and silver hair, but her appearance was like that of a middle-aged woman who still retains her charm. She had almond-shaped eyes and peach cheeks. Her figure was slender and somewhat delicate. She is so charming that if it weren't for the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, she would have looked at her like a young woman.
"Haha How dare Mr. Long, I haven't seen him for several years, Master He is still beautiful -!" Long Zhenglei, who was wearing a crane cloak and full of power, heard this and hurriedly clasped his fists and laughed.
"HahaBrother Long, it's been a long time!" Ding Chen, who was following the head senior sister, also burst into laughter, overflowing with pride.
"Haha, it's Brother Ding, you're an old fool and you're not dead yet, you really have no eyes in the sky¡ª¡ª!" Long Zhenglei laughed without showing any signs of weakness.
"Okay! Stop giggling and go up the mountain!" He Zhuxue, the head of the Tianshan Sword Sect, shouted coldly, the wind of his words not matching her delicate body.
This shout was like a sharp blade, cutting off the vocal cords of the two of them like lightning, and the long laughter stopped abruptly.
The two men actually felt a little bleak. They each touched their noses, smiled bitterly at each other, stopped laughing, met together, and headed towards the mountain together.
The disciples of the Long family behind Long Zhenglei were still as cold as ice and walked neatly. Li Sanping felt that the two awe-inspiring people were following Long Zhenglei inseparably.
Xiao Yuesheng and Xie Xiaolan followed Ding Chen quietly.
Xiao Yuesheng has an ordinary appearance. Although he has a cool temperament, he does not seem to be proficient in martial arts. To a person who is not proficient in martial arts, he is no different from a disabled person. Even if he does not show it on the surface, he will subconsciously treat him as a weak person, so he Not to be taken seriously.
But Xie Xiaolan is like a bright pearl, shining brightly and difficult to hide.
Her delicate porcelain face, set against the backdrop of a snow-white fur robe, looked like jade carved from ice. The faint blush on her cheeks made her extremely delicate and charming.
"It is impossible for such a beautiful woman, who is like pearls and dew, not to attract people's attention. It is also difficult to see someone with the temperament of Tsinghua University in this deserted land.
Long Zhenglei just glanced at it, and without looking any further, he followed He Zhuxue, the head of the Tianshan Sword Sect, and walked up the mountain.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????: Two people follow Long Zhenglei like a shadow, the two middle-aged men are both thin and slender, with ordinary looks, nothing special about them. The two have similar looks, they seem to be brothers.
However, under Xiao Yuesheng's observation, he knew that their hands were much larger than ordinary people's, which was incompatible with their slender bodies. He knew immediately that these two people had all their kung fu in their hands, and they had probably practiced something since they were young. This special boxing or palm technique makes his palms much larger than ordinary people's and extremely uncoordinated.
"The skills of the two of them must be extraordinary. They can change the growth of bones from the inside out. Even the powerful Vajra Palm cannot be so overbearing.
These two people were guarding behind Long Zhenglei and walking in front of Ding Chen and Xiao Yuesheng. As they walked, they always stood between Xie Xiaolan and Long Zhenglei.It seemed as if he was prepared to attack her at any time.
Seeing the nervous look of the two people concentrating on their luck, Xiao Yuesheng smiled and looked at Xie Xiaolan from time to time. In the crowd, under the lantern, they looked at each other as if there was no one else around.
As several people moved around, the disciples standing upright on both sides and holding lanterns also moved, slowly upwards.
The higher you go, the stronger the cold wind becomes. The lanterns of the disciples on both sides also sway more and more, as if they want to break free from the shackles of the tether and fly away with the wind.
He Zhuxue's long hair is flying, becoming more and more charming. He Zhuxue's silver hair is flying in the air, and there is an indescribable sadness in it.
"Haha such a strong wind!" Long Zhenglei opened his mouth wide and smiled, not afraid of the wind in his mouth. He stroked his chest-length beard that was blown by the wind, turned around and smiled at He Zhuxue, "It's so big The wind is very rare this year!"
He Zhuxue, who is red-faced and white-haired, as light as dancing, stared at her almond-shaped eyes and smiled coldly: "The wind follows the dragon, the clouds follow the tiger, the master of the Long family is here, how can it not bring wind and rain?!"
This pun made Long Zhenglei dumbfounded again. He stroked his beard with one hand and touched his slightly large nose with the other hand. His face was calm, as if it was normal to feel deflated in front of her.
However, the eyes of the Long family members behind them were like torches. The blazing torch could not light up the light of the lanterns around them. It was disrespectful to the family master. According to the past rules, they had already taken it down. Even the King of Heaven was no exception, but when the family master came, They always confessed that they could not act arbitrarily without his instructions, which made them feel angry and filled with anger.
The hem of the clothes made a rustling sound, covering up the sound of everyone's footsteps. The cold wind was like a knife, carrying mud and soil, and it hit people's bodies, making them painful and dirty.
The disciples of the two sects seemed to be unconscious. They were wearing fur coats on their upper bodies, and their hair was flying around. The trains of their clothes were flying around, and the trains of the female disciples' skirts might have been lifted up by the wind, which was quite worrying.
Standing in the crowd, Xiao Yuesheng couldn't help but sigh, it's a pity that it's winter, it's such a hot summer, there's such a strong wind, the skirt of the skirt is sultry, and the snow-white slender thighs are exposed, it must be a spectacle, making people's blood rush and nosebleeds.
A few people unconsciously walked faster and faster, naturally trying to avoid the disturbing strong wind.
Among the crowd, only Xie Xiaolan's hair was not messed up and motionless, as if the strong wind could not blow on her head, but the hairpin had the effect of calming the gods, but she was now wearing a snow-white mink hat, and the hairpin was covered by it. .
The expressions of the two people behind Long Zhenglei became more and more solemn. They had been secretly observing this beautiful woman who made them tremble, and they had been wondering whether they could restrain her if they joined forces.
Come up the mountain and enter the hall under the building of Shuiyueyuan. Everyone in the Long family, except for the two people following Long Zhenglei, are standing outside the hall. The same is true for the Tianshan Sword Sect. Only Li Mengqiu and Xingming can enter. .
Everyone is a little embarrassed, their hair is messy, and their bodies are covered with dirt and withered grass. Even those as strong as Long Zhenglei, Ding Chen, and He Zhuxue can't escape.
Xie Xiaolan's fur robe was as white as snow and spotless, surprising everyone. In contrast, Xiao Yuesheng beside her, with her hair intact and her clothes still clean, did not attract anyone's attention.
Xie Xiaolan's extraordinary skills can be freely controlled, which is difficult for ordinary masters to detect. However, the two people following Long Zhenglei, who are not ordinary masters, can always faintly sense the strength of her skills.
"Who is this heroine?" Long Zhenglei glanced at Xie Xiaolan. Her peerless elegance made her dare not look further. He turned to Ding Chen and asked hesitantly.
"Haha, Rong Laoxian introduced that this is Xiao Guanlan, the owner of Guanlan Villa, and this is Mrs. Xiao. They came to visit our sect, but it happened to be Brother Long's visit, but it was fate! Haha" Ding Chen He stroked his beard and stretched out his arms, and introduced Xiao Yuesheng and Long Zhenglei to Long Zhenglei.
"I've heard about the name of the Master Long for a long time, and I'm glad to see you today. I'm so glad to meet you!" Xiao Yuesheng bowed his hands and smiled slightly, his expression was quite sincere, without any trace of hypocrisy.
Long Zhenglei suddenly felt the spring breeze blowing on his face. Feeling friendly towards him, he couldn't help laughing and returned the favor: "Don't dare, don't dare, Long is not worth mentioning!"
However, he felt a shiver in his heart, and suddenly felt that he had been so blind just now that he didn't notice anything unusual about this person.
"I've met the Master of the Long Family!" Xie Xiaolan, who was dressed in a snow-white fur robe, bowed her hands and bowed, but she had an aura of grace, and her voice was soft and clear, which was very pleasant to the ears.
She is known as the Immortal of the Qin, is good at music, and is quite accomplished in the control of sounds, which is naturally pleasing to the ear.
"Haha, Mrs. Xiao is so polite. It's Long's blessing to see Mrs. Xiao's beauty today. Master Xiao is so lucky!" Long Zhenglei held his hands up and laughed, with a rather heroic attitude. At this time, he also Feeling free, he turned around and said something to Xiao Yuesheng, which was just right with a bit of sourness.
Xiao Yuesheng chuckled gently, nodded slightly, and glanced at Xie Xiaolan, who was standing gracefully, with unabashed expressions in his eyes.?The tenderness.
"Master Long, why are you so troubled to come here in person? You definitely miss seeing your old friend, right?!" He Zhuxue waited for everyone to finish their greetings and sit down, and then she spoke, speaking directly to his heart, without any politeness.
She was sitting on the main seat in the middle of the hall. The hall was quite empty as all the short ones had been removed. A few chairs were lined up in the middle of the hall, facing the main seat.
Ding Chen, Xiao Yuesheng and others were sitting on one side, and only Long Zhenglei was sitting on the other side. The two Long family members stood behind Long Zhenglei, refusing to sit down. Their eyes flashed from time to time. He glanced at Xie Xiaolan opposite.
"Haha, Master He's style is still the same, and he's still so sharp-tongued!" Long Zhenglei, who was sitting opposite Ding Chen, laughed, not paying attention to her sarcastic tone, stroking his long black beard: "After all these years I haven¡¯t seen you before, but Long really misses me a little!¡±
He Zhuxue had almond-shaped eyes and peach cheeks, and was as beautiful as a flower. Hearing Long Zhenglei's laughter, he couldn't help but frown and smile coldly: "Humph, it's really unfortunate that you're worrying about me! You came here this time, Aren¡¯t you still determined to annex our Tianshan Sword Sect?!¡±
"Haha, what are you talking about, Master He? Come, bring me here!" Long Zhenglei laughed before he opened his mouth, then waved his palm and shouted outside.
Just as the shouts ended, a man walked into the hall. He was wearing a black fur coat. Although his face was not handsome, there was a bit of heroism between his eyebrows. He had a stocky figure and was carrying a person on his back. His face was pale and his eyes were dull. Although he looks handsome, he can't hide his lethargy.
"Put this bastard down!" Long Zhenglei put away his smile, his square face and broad mouth showed dignity, pointing to the carpet in front of his feet, he ordered the young man who came in.
Everyone in the Tianshan Sword Sect remained silent and watched with cold eyes.
The boy who was being carried fell down as soon as he landed on the ground. Looking at the irregular twisting of his feet, it was clear that his legs were broken.
His originally pale complexion suddenly turned sallow, and a layer of cold sweat on his forehead glistened slightly in the bright hall. He bit his lower lip tightly, his teeth embedded in the flesh of his lower lip, and he did not even hum, his eyes lowered. Stare at the carpet.
The look of pity in Long Zhenglei's slender eyes flashed away, he raised his head and pointed at the young man underground, and raised his voice and said to the expressionless He Zhuxue: "Headmaster He, this bastard, drunk and blinded, actually found himself in Hawa Town. He was rude to the disciples of your sect in the Bazaar, and he was truly audacious. Long has already punished him according to the laws of the Long family, and I come here this time to sincerely apologize!"
"Okay, okay, Master Long, there is no need to make a fuss. These small things are not worth mentioning. Although he did something stupid, he was injured by my incompetent disciple and failed to make a big mistake. Let's just say we don't owe each other anything. ! Let¡¯s talk about their young people¡¯s affairs, we old guys don¡¯t have to worry so much!¡± He Zhuxue waved his hand, brushed the silver hair on his chest behind him, looked at the people underground, his jade face was full of pity, and he spoke lightly, It is both pushing and unloading, and the needle is hidden in the cotton, which is quite powerful.
"Oh, you are so cruel, such a good young man, look at how much you tortured him!Oh!" He Zhuxue shook his head, his bright eyes full of unbearable and pity, and ended with a long sigh, which made people feel sorry for each other. .
¡°Alas¡ª¡ª! I can¡¯t help it, the Long family has such strict rules!¡±
Long Zhenglei also responded with a long sigh, looking at the young man at his feet, his face full of regret: "Long regards them as his own children, but it is a pity that although people are affectionate, the family law is ruthless, and even Long's fanzhi cannot escape from home. Punishment by law! This is the foundation of the long family fortune of the Long family, and it is far beyond anyone else¡¯s knowledge!¡±
Then he smiled proudly, raised his chin slightly, and said with a proud face: "A member of the Long family! You must be a strong man who dares to take on the responsibility! You must be able to get braver and move forward courageously! Those who suffer a few blows and fall down are not worthy of being a member of the Long family. man of!"
The last few sentences were like throwing gold and stone, sonorous and decisive, and the tone contained a blood-heating power. Both the young man lying on the ground and the two middle-aged people behind Long Zhenglei had their eyes shining, their teeth clenched, and they were determined. An unwavering look surged outside.
Suddenly there was silence in the hall.
Suddenly, a burst of laughter rang out.
"Haha What a spirit, you are indeed worthy of being from the Long family!" Ding Chen laughed loudly, the laughter was deafening and resounded in the hall. He caressed his long silver beard with his left hand, which contrasted well with Long Zhenglei's long black beard.
He is Lao Jiang Mila, and he immediately broke the excitement in the hall.
"Hahawhat the hell, Brother Ding is so complimentary!" Long Zhenglei also laughed heartily, not to be outdone.
The two of them laughed non-stop, one after another, but no one could suppress the other.
But it hurt the young man lying on the ground. He was already in unbearable pain. Such roaring and ear-splitting laughter spread to the bottom of his heart. The pain was even worse than the broken leg. His heart seemed to be being cut by a sharp knife.
"Ahem!" A clear and round dry cough suddenly sounded, like the sound of a jade rock, lingering endlessly. The two laughed loudly. It seemed like a dark cloud enveloped everyone, but thisThe sudden clear sound cut through, revealing a glimmer of light.
The two of them were startled, stopped laughing, and glanced around, only to see Mrs. Xiao covering her mouth lightly and looking at them with a hint of apology.
Seeing the two people looking at her, Xie Xiaolan stretched out her slender jade finger and pointed at the ground.
The young man lying on the ground had fainted at this time, his lower lip was bloody and bloody, his face was as pale as paper, and his forehead was dripping with cold sweat.
Xiao Yuesheng secretly shook his head, a jade bottle appeared in his hand, secretly handed it to Xie Xiaolan's little hand, and secretly sent a message: "Go and give him a pill, it will hurt his heart!"
Because Xiao Yuesheng has the ability to observe people's minds, he can see the character of the people around him at a glance, but Long Zhenglei is ambitious. Xiao Yuesheng neither likes nor dislikes him, just like Cao Cao in history, he does not like or dislike, but just watches with a cold eye.
At this time, Long Zhenglei was wary. Although he knew that Mrs. Xiao was not simple, he did not expect that he had such skill. He could suppress his voice and Ding Chen's voice at the same time. The skill was so strong that the two of them were afraid of it. You can't do it together with Ding Chen.
He was wary in his heart, but he didn't show any signs of it on his face. He just frowned, looked at the fainted disciple at his feet, and checked his pulse, and his face became darker and darker. - 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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