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Volume 1 The Divine Condor Chapter 229 Ao Ran

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    Chapter 229 Ao Ran

    Maple Leaf in the South and Qingwei in the North, this is the sect structure that has gradually formed in the martial arts world in recent years.

    It is not because of the size of the people, but because the martial arts of Ye Zhong, the leader of the Maple Leaf Sword Sect, and Zhang Qingyun, the leader of the Qingwei Sword Sect, are far superior to their peers. Except for the five masters who have gradually disappeared from the public, there is no one in the world of martial arts who can resist them.

    As for the heroic couple Guo Jing and the Condor Hero couple, the former is busy with military affairs and has no time for martial arts, while the latter wanders freely and has no gang. However, Sun Zi Ming, the claw of the thunder god, is like a dragon, and has never seen him.  What force.

    For a small sect like Canglan Sect, Maple Leaf in the south and Qingwei in the north are both out of reach, even if the two sects don¡¯t have many members.

    When it comes to power, the Canglan Sect is just a small rock under the mountain compared to it. Zhang Qingyun alone is enough to wipe out this sect.

    As the head of the Canglan Sect, Ouyang Yousi, although not outstanding in martial arts, is extremely shrewd and as meticulous as a hair. The cloud-shaped logo of the Qingwei Sword Sect can be easily recognized at a glance.

    "Isn't it Master Zhang?" Ouyang Yousi bowed his hands to the three people and three horses not far in front, asked respectfully, and then smiled and said: "Ouyang Yousi of Canglan Sect is polite!"

    ??The three people standing side by side, shrouded in a milky white halo, stopped, and a clear and cold voice sounded faintly: "It turns out to be the head Ouyang!"

    Wearing a moon-white Taoist robe, Zhang Qingyun looks as ethereal and cold as a fairy from the Guanghan Palace. His voice is as cold as the person he is, and his voice is as cold as an icy spring, which penetrates the heart and spleen.

    "Haha I am so lucky to see the beauty of Master Zhang today!" Ouyang Yousi chuckled, stood up and stroked his beard, and his handsome face made him look extraordinary.  He has quite the demeanor of a leader.

    To the leader of the Qingwei Sword Sect, he is like thunder, looks like a fairy, is as fierce as a Rakshasa, looks weak and graceful, but is actually an extremely dangerous person.

    The sky and the earth suddenly darkened, and the milky white halo suddenly dissipated. Zhang Qingyun¡¯s second disciple Qin Siying pouted her rosy cherry mouth.  Reluctantly, he picked up the Wan Su sachet at his waist and put the luminous pearl emitting milky white light into his bag.

    Under the darkness of night, without the radiance of the luminous pearl, the appearance of master Zhang Qingyun and his disciples suddenly became dim and unclear, but the moon-white robes revealed a faint gleam, as if the radiance of the luminous pearl was attached to it and had not yet dissipated.

    The sound of horse hooves sounded again unhurriedly, showing grace and calmness.  They walked on dry yellow pine needles and green grass. Although there were sometimes knotted tree roots in the forest, blocking the road, they walked slowly closer as if walking on flat ground.  Came to the campfire.

    Under the blazing firelight, although Zhang Qingyun, master and apprentice, became a little more charming, their pure and pure temperament became more and more obvious, making the three people opposite them lose their minds.

    Seeing their lost expressions.  Zhang Qingyun stopped, frowned slightly, her bright eyes flashed slightly, and her cold face sank slightly. She hated the idea of ??others thinking about her.

    With a slight frown, Ouyang Yousi's heart trembled as an imposing majesty hit him like a cold wind.  He hurriedly collected his attention, held his hand again, and said with a smile that was neither humble nor arrogant: "If you don't mind, Master Zhang, just take a rest here."

    Behind him, he stood quietly like a horse covered in black satin, motionless and silent. Zhang Qingyun's medium-sized, thick and well-proportioned red lips moved lightly: "Thank you, Master Ouyang, for your kindness. It's already dark. I can't disturb you!"

    "Haha Master Zhang is too polite!" Ouyang Yousi laughed, his mind was sharp and exquisite.  Naturally, he understood Zhang Qingyun's refusal and sighed secretly. According to legend, Leng Ao Gujue, the leader of the Qingwei Sword Sect, indeed lived up to his reputation!

    He certainly didn¡¯t have the guts to force Zhang Qingyun, so he stepped aside and said with a smile: ¡°In that case, I don¡¯t dare to force you to stay. If there is anything I can do to help you, please give me your orders!¡±

    "I've met Master Ouyang!" Standing quietly next to her master with a gentle smile on her face, Zi Yan cupped her fists and raised her hands in salute. Her posture was calm, calm and elegant, which was completely different from her master's arrogance. She looked kind and gentle, which was heartwarming.  Feeling like a spring breeze.

    Qin Siying also smiled sweetly in greeting, without any arrogance of being superior to others.

    Zhang Qingyun has a cold demeanor, just like a fairy from the Moon Palace. She does not eat the fireworks of the world, and is not tainted by the emotions of the world, but it is just due to her temperament. She is not a proud person, and her disciples do not have the sense of superiority and overbearing arrogance of the disciples of the big sect.

    Although Qin Siying smiled coquettishly and clasped her fists in salute, Ouyang Yousi and the others hurriedly returned the salute. She was very unhappy with Ouyang Yuming's direct gaze. She raised her eyebrows and widened her almond-shaped eyes as she glared at him fiercely.

    She glared so fiercely, but in Ouyang Yuming's eyes, she looked even more charming and charming, and he couldn't help but stare at her.

    Watching Zhang Qingyun¡¯s master and apprentice lead their shiny horses into the forest with calm steps.??Ouyang Yousi's family of three slowly exhaled and relaxed.

    Zhang Qingyun¡¯s awe-inspiring demeanor made the three people who had never seen such a master feel inexplicably nervous even though they were just passing by. The faint majesty made their hearts beat a little harder.

    "Huh¡ª¡ª!" Ouyang Yousi took a deep breath and sighed happily: "The Qingwei Sword Sect really deserves its reputation¡ª¡ª!"

    ¡°Master, I really didn¡¯t expect that the famous Zhang Qingyun would be such a delicate woman, so young, and already a grand master Even the two disciples beside her are unfathomable!¡±

    Ouyang Yuzhu also said with some emotion, looking calmly at the horse that was gradually completely covered by the pine trees, sighing softly, with complex thoughts flashing in his bright eyes, reflecting the unrest in his heart.

    At this time, she felt a little depressed. She thought that relying on her and her father's management, coupled with her brother's extraordinary talent and unique skills, he would be able to become a blockbuster in the future, make the Canglan Sect famous all over the world, and fulfill the wishes of generations.

    But after meeting Zhang Qingyun¡¯s master and apprentice, she realized that she was still too naive. Nan Fengye and Bei Qingwei were not just unworthy of fame. She wanted to surpass them, but now it seemed that it was out of reach!

    "Junior brother, how are they?" Under the blazing fire, Ouyang Yousi's face was filled with fascination. He turned his head and asked Qi Zuping quietly, who came to his side quietly.

    "We're all going together, I'm afraid we won't be able to withstand the weakest among the three." Qi Zuping's originally dull face was filled with clouds, his tone was dry and stiff, and he stared at the direction in which Zhang Qingyun and the others were leaving.

    When Ouyang Yousi heard such discouraging words, he did not show any signs of frustration. He put his hands on his hands and smiled: "Haha It seems we are in the right place this time!"

    Although his martial arts skills are not as good as those of his junior brother Qi Zuping, they are not far behind. He can also feel the unpredictability of the three of them.

    He suddenly raised his hand and slapped Ouyang Yuming on the back with a "pop" sound, waking him up from his daze as he stared at the direction where Zhang Qingyun, master and disciple disappeared, and snorted: "You bastard,  Come back to life!You¡¯re really worthless!¡±

    Ouyang Yuming quickly straightened his face, took one last look at the direction Zhang Qingyun and the others were leaving, turned his head, and looked at his father seriously, with a well-behaved look on his face.

    "Master, what do you mean by this? How come we are at the right place?" Ouyang Yuzhu pursed her lips and smiled. She rolled her eyes at her brother and blushed for his gaffe, but she still opened her mouth to help him out.

    "If you don't come out and experience it, you will only be a frog in the well. The martial arts world is so vast, with crouching tigers, hidden dragons, and countless masters. Yuming, your little martial arts skills are still far behind!"

    Ouyang Yousi sighed with emotion, glared at Ouyang Yuming fiercely, and sneered: "Alas! I asked you to become a disciple of Shaolin, but you refused, hum! You thought you were talented?  You are extremely talented and have great martial arts skills. Wouldn¡¯t it be too unfair to become a Shaolin lay disciple?!¡±

    Ouyang Yuming quickly lowered his head, pretending to realize his mistake and feel ashamed. This was already a subconscious action and had become a habit.

    At this time, he was indeed a little ashamed. When his father said this, he took his mind away from Qin Siying's compelling face and thought of Zhang Qingyun's clear eyes. With a faint sweep of her eyes, he felt as if his body and mind were clearly seen.  , there is nothing to hide, and the irresistible thought suddenly arises. I am actually a little arrogant.

    "This time the Sunflower Book is released, Lin'an City must have gathered a lot of martial arts masters. If you want to learn more, it is a once-in-a-century opportunity!  Remember, when you arrive in Lin'an City, don't talk, don't make moves, just open your eyes.  Big eyes, watch carefully, otherwise, if you are not careful with our martial arts, we will not be able to withstand the torment!"

    Ouyang Yousi's tone was a little calmer. Seeing that his son realized his mistake, he couldn't criticize him too harshly, so he gave strict instructions.

    Several people nodded. Ouyang Yuzhu helped his father and motioned for him to sit down and talk. Ouyang Yousi lost interest in exploring the footprints and followed his daughter's wishes and sat by the bonfire.

    Ouyang Yuming turned around, walked to the horse that was happily gnawing on young grass, and took off the bag tied to the saddle. Inside was some dry food and water.

    "Master, Master Zhang and her two disciples are so beautiful¡ª¡ª!" Ouyang Yuzhu took the dry food handed over by her brother and said to her father, with a half-smile expression on her beautiful face, she glanced at  He glanced at Ouyang Yuming, pursed his lips and smiled sweetly: " among the women in Jiankang Mansion, none of us can compare to him!"

    Even though Ouyang Yuming's face was scolded by his father, he couldn't stand his sister's half-smiling gaze. He turned slightly to avoid his face, pretending that he didn't hear it, but his heart was inevitably filled with excitement.  Qin Siying's beautiful face flashed before my eyes again. The more I looked at it, the more I fell in love with it. I couldn't help it.Pull out.

    A few people were eating dry food quietly. The crackling sounds and the sound of burning pine branches kept ringing. The firelight danced on their faces. It was very quiet on the winter night.

    "Hehe Head Ouyang, we have found the house. My master invites you to go over and have a rest!" Amidst laughter as clear as silver bells, Qin Siying's slim figure suddenly appeared not far from them, arriving silently.  , they didn't notice it at all.

    Ouyang Yuming suddenly turned around, very quickly, looking at Qin Siying who was smiling beautifully, trying his best to restrain his gaze, not wanting to scare the beauty away.
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