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Part Two: Yitian Chapter 48: Retreating from the Enemy

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    Chapter 48: Retreating from the Enemy

    "Uncle Tai, who gave it to him?" Song Qingya stood up quickly, met Uncle Tai, flicked her silk sleeves, wrapped her bare hands, and then took the invitation note.

    Under the bright moonlight, the golden light on the invitation paper flashed, as if it was sprinkled with a layer of gold powder.

    She didn't open it in a hurry. She weighed the shiny golden invitation paper first and felt that there was nothing strange about it. Then she turned the invitation paper over so that its back was facing her and opened it slowly. After taking two breaths, she turned it over.  Watch what's inside.

    The aged Tabor stroked his goatee and smiled slightly, his wrinkled face seemed to turn into a flower.

    Although he didn¡¯t know what the girl was doing, he also knew that she was very cautious and not as impetuous as other young people. It¡¯s always good to be cautious.

    Song Qingya glanced twice and shook her head: "Well, it's a man named Fan Cunyi, who seems to be the young master of Perak Hall. He invited us to have dinner together Haha, it's really ridiculous!"

    After saying that, she gently handed the invitation note to Zhang Yijun who stood up.

    "Perak Li Tang seems to be the largest gang in Chengdu." Zhang Yijun frowned slightly and said slowly, stretched out his silk sleeves, wrapped his hands, took the invitation and looked at it.

    "Yes, I remembered it!It is said that this Fan Xisheng is a very powerful person. Why did his son invite us for no reason?!" Song Qingya lowered her head lightly, frowned slightly, and muttered to herself in the moonlight.

    At this time, Tabor, who was looking at them with a smile, coughed lightly, put away his smile, and darkened his face: "Miss, that Fan Xisheng is fine, but you must not meet his son, he is so lecherous.  Sex, notorious, relying on the prestige of Perak Hall, I don¡¯t know how many good girls have been robbed!"

    "A lustful person?" Song Qingya raised her head, her forehead as smooth as jade, and frowned: "We are covering our faces!"

    Zhang Yijun flicked the invitation note and let it fall in the wind in the bamboo forest nearby. He clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Just ignore him!"

    "Yes, seeing such a lecher makes me sick!" Song Qingya nodded in agreement.

    On the second day, they went to the Pearl Shop in the city, which is a street specializing in women's accessories. Here, pearls, tortoise shells, and strings of shell beads can be seen everywhere, including concentric knots, gold armbands, phoenix hairpins, and silver hairpins in various styles.  It is the favorite street for girls in the boudoir.

    In this street, except for the shopkeepers who do business, almost all the people who come to buy things are women, and most of them are young girls.

    The whole neighborhood seems to be enveloped in the faint fragrance of rouge, which in the eyes of men has an alluring aura.

    Song Qingya and Zhang Yijun got up early. They rarely go down the mountain. When they arrived here, although the bed was comfortable, they didn't sleep well.

    After getting up, I practiced Kung Fu for a while. After breakfast, I left Wen Mansion. I had already found out the way with Aunt Tai and went straight to Pearl Square.

    When they first saw so many beautiful gadgets, they were dazzled and didn¡¯t know which one to choose. They looked at this one and that one and wanted to buy them all.

    After shopping around this street, the two of them came up empty-handed. They were really spoiled for choice and didn¡¯t know which one to buy, so they had to start over.

    ¡°Sister, let¡¯s buy some more and give them to the sisters.¡±

    "I think so too!"

    Before leaving, Wen Yubing distributed some silver taels to the two of them. Song Qingya received eight taels of silver and Zhang Yijun received ten taels. This was already a huge sum of money at the time.

    "These gadgets are very cheap, unless they are gold and silver items, or items inlaid with pearls or agate, or items with jade, which are sold to noble ladies.

    The two of them were very happy. After choosing one, they bargained with the boss.

    Both women are dressed in moon-white blouses and snow-white veils. Their temperaments are not stained by dust, just like fairies flying down from the sky.

    They bargain with others, as if they were relegated to the secular world, which is amazing. With the eloquence given by their delicate and gentle voices, those bosses often throw up their hands and surrender.

    When I was in high spirits, I suddenly felt something strange around me. I couldn't help but put down the pearl flowers I was looking at and look around.

    It was as if a savage beast had arrived on the street. The girls who were originally so beautiful turned pale, lifted up their skirts, trotted away, and left quickly, like birds and beasts scattering. The whole Pearl Square suddenly became chaotic.

    "Uncle, what's going on?" Song Qingya turned around and asked the shopkeeper who was shaking his head and sighing. He was a middle-aged man with a short and fat figure and looked very kind.

    "Alas, I'm afraid the young master of the Perak Hall is here!" The middle-aged man smiled bitterly.

    Song Qingya and Zhang Yijun immediately knew the truth of the matter. It seems that this Fan Cun??'s lustful reputation is well known to everyone, and it can make women run away after hearing the news, which shows how hateful he is!

    "Junior sister, let's go too, don't cause trouble!" Zhang Yijun pulled Song Qingya, who was pressing her lips tightly under the white gauze, put down the pearl flowers, and wanted to pull him away.

    Although Song Qingya was extremely angry, her temperament was inherently chivalrous. Otherwise, she would not have rescued the disciples of the Emei Sect knowing that she was outmatched. She suffered a fatal palm injury. If Xiao Yuesheng had not been there, her soul would have been reincarnated.  .

    "Go back and tell Uncle Ming to get rid of this harm!" Song Qingya stomped her lotus feet bitterly and left with her senior sister helplessly.

    The Shuiyun Sect was originally a small and insignificant sect, unable to compete with the Thunderbolt Hall, but now they are brave and courageous. Because of the existence of the master uncle, the martial arts of the master and his uncles have also improved by leaps and bounds, and are even comparable to the  The Five Heroes of Wudang are on a par with them. Why should they care about the small Thunderbolt Hall?

    It's just that the martial arts skills of myself and my senior sister are far different from those of my master and uncle. I'm afraid they won't be able to defeat the Thunderbolt Hall. These days, I have been playing the game of officers and soldiers catching thieves, and I have a vague understanding of the strategy. In this situation, the only way is to avoid its sharpness.  Best policy.

    They are dressed in moon-white blouses and snow-white veils. Their graceful figures and graceful demeanor make them stand out among the other girls as if they are standing among the chickens, as if they are otherworldly.

    The two of them followed the other girls, moving their lotus feet leisurely and leaving seemingly slowly but really quickly.

    "Ah¡ª¡ª!" Suddenly there was a burst of chaotic screams, and a dozen beautiful women changed their direction and ran back.

    "Two girls from the Shuiyun Sect!" A voice suddenly shouted from the front.

    Song Qingya and Zhang Yijun also wanted to change direction, but when a soft shout came out, they couldn't pretend to leave without knowing.

    The two women exchanged glances, signaling to proceed with caution, and stood quietly, letting the women pass by in a hurry.

    "I wonder who knows about me, Shuiyun Sect?" Zhang Yijun replied slowly, his voice gentle and soft, lingering, suppressing the chaotic sounds and ringing in the ears of everyone in Pearl Square.

    Her skills are not pure enough. If her master Li Ruoyun were to come here, others would not be able to hear her voice, and it would only reach their ears.

    Three figures slowly approached, extremely conspicuous in the crowd. They were men. Standing among the women, they could be recognized at a glance.

    "Fan Cunyi of Perak Hall, you're polite!" The man among the three people clasped his fists in salute, with a smile on his face. At first glance, he didn't think he was so vicious.

    There is a strong one on both sides of him and a thin one. The strong one has a sword on his waist, his bald hair is shiny, shining in the sun, and his muscles are bulging. The thin one has a slender figure, carrying a long sword on his back, and is a little gloomy.

    The two women clasped their fists and returned the salute without saying a word. They just looked carefully at each other. Knowing themselves and their enemies, they would never be defeated in a hundred battles. They could see the characteristics of their martial arts, and they were secretly wary. They saw that these two were not easy characters to deal with.

    Seeing that the two women were just looking at the two bodyguards next to them, but not even looking at him, Fan Cunyi was used to being domineering, and couldn't help but feel angry. Seeing that they were as graceful as immortals, he endured it and said with a smile.  : "The two fairies have just come to Chengdu city. Please allow me to show my kindness as a landlord and hold a banquet in Zhuangyuan Tower to cleanse the dust of these two fairies!"

    Song Qingya snorted secretly, Zhang Yijun immediately jumped in front of her and said gently: "I dare not trouble Mr. Fan, we are not relatives and we are not friends, it is too estrangement, I will leave first, little lady!"

    After saying that, he took Song Qingya's hand and turned to leave.

    She knew that Song Qingya had a lot of trouble in her eyes, and if she wanted to speak out, she would definitely be sarcastic. Those two people were not mediocre, and they were on their territory, so it was better to avoid them first.

    "Stop!" With a thunderous roar, the bald man pointed at the two people's backs and shouted angrily: "My young master invites you to the banquet. He is looking down on you. Don't be disrespectful!"

    Zhang Yijun tightly grabbed Song Qingya, who was about to break away, and pulled her forward, as if she had never heard of it.

    "Hey, are all the people of the Shuiyun Sect so cowardly?" Another voice sounded, with a strange and sarcastic tone.

    Zhang Yijun is also a girl after all. Although she is calm, how can she bear it any longer when someone damages her sect's reputation in front of her? She stopped immediately and turned around slowly.

    "You are pressing forward step by step, do you think that our Shuiyun Sect can't be bullied?!" Zhang Yijun slowly drew out the long sword hanging from his waist, and the cold sword light passed over the white gauze, and his wonderful eyes  The light emitted was as cold as ice.

    She changed her gentle demeanor just now, but she is quite similar to her teacher Li Ruoyun.

    The three people opposite her caught her gaze, and for some reason, a chill ran up their backs, giving rise to a premonition of danger.

    Although he was more than ten steps away, the middle-aged man surnamed Li couldn't help but draw out the long sword on his back and hold the hilt tightly, as if facing a formidable enemy.?

    Fan Cunyi, who was silent in the middle, suddenly cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Haha, the two fairies misunderstood! I apologize to the two uncles in this room. Your Majesty, please don't take it to heart!  "

    Song Qingya curled her lips and said, "Humph, after singing the red face and then singing the white face, the good or the bad are all yours!Stop acting, get out of here, so as not to upset the girl!"

    Fan Cunyi, who was smiling at first, couldn't help but froze. His eyes opened, and he was slightly angry, but he remained silent and just waved his hand gently.

    When it comes to women, he just wants to possess them, but he doesn't know how to cherish them, and he doesn't tolerate too much trouble. When he sees a beautiful one, he just grabs it, and others don't dare to cause trouble.

    Although Song Qingya and Zhang Yijun are unparalleled in beauty, they have always been covered with white veils so that others cannot see them. Although their postures are only provocative, they are not enough to make Fan Cunyi change his usual style.

    "If you don't want to drink a toast, let's watch the knife!" The bald man rushed over with a knife, his momentum was as powerful as a big stone rolling down a mountain.

    "Senior sister, I'll do it!" Song Qingya had been eager to give it a try, but this time the other party made the first move, playing into his ambitions and rushing to get ahead of senior sister.

    Zhang Yijun did not dissuade her. She knew that when it came to the level of skill, Song Qingya was still better than her. That time she suffered a very vicious palm injury and almost died, but she was a blessing in disguise. She was saved by her uncle and her skill greatly improved.

    "Hold on!" Song Qingya screamed, and the long sword was unsheathed, like a white rainbow in the sky, and then turned into a bit of cold light, piercing the charging man.

    "Dang!" The tip of the sword pierced the blade, and the long sword flickered with cold light. He didn't care, and hit Song Qingya's shoulder with a vinegar-like fist.

    Song Qingya took advantage of the power of the swords and swords to retreat and dodge Huhu's fist. She knew in her heart that its skill was not stronger than her own.

    Although the bald man was extremely skilled in horizontal training, the force coming from the sword felt extremely uncomfortable, as if a numbness was coming from him, which was unstoppable.

    Fan Cunyi on the side stared at Song Qingya with his eyes wide open. As he entered and retreated just now, Song Qingya was as quiet and elegant as a fairy, which made him even more fascinated and fascinated.

    "My dear, good work!" The bald man's blood surged, and he was furious. He stepped forward and raised his sword again, slashing Huashan with one force. Fan Cunyi was startled, fearing that he would actually be hit.

    "Huh, idiot!" Song Qingya yelled angrily, stepped on the lotus steps, and suddenly appeared behind him like a dream, with a flash of sword light, piercing his shoulder joint.

    This sword is as fast as lightning, it is the result of her lifelong skills, and there is no way to dodge it.

    "Ah!" The bald man screamed, the long knife fell to the ground, he turned around blankly and looked at Song Qingya behind him, with a look of disbelief in his eyes.

    Fan Cunyi and the middle-aged swordsman who were watching the battle were also shocked. They really didn't expect that the sword could penetrate. You must know that his level of horizontal kung fu is extremely high. For ordinary masters, the long sword cannot penetrate at all.

    "With the skill of a three-legged cat, he still dares to come to trouble our Shuiyun Sect!" Song Qingya curled her lips in disdain, took out a ropa from her sleeve, wiped the blood on the tip of the sword, and threw it to the ground.  Returning to the sheath, he turned and curled back to Zhang Yijun, still looking like he didn't know how to do martial arts.

    Although you can't see her expression, the disdain in her words is very strong.

    "Sister, let's go!" Song Qingya glanced at them, her eyes filled with disdain, which made Fan Cunyi grit his teeth and wish he could come forward in person.

    The middle-aged swordsman pulled Fan Cunyi and gave him a step down, saying in a low voice: "Young Master, let's admit defeat and forget it!"

    Fan Cunyi saw the look in his eyes, nodded, fisted at the two women, then turned around and left without saying a word.

    The bald man also covered his shoulders and followed behind. The three of them quickly disappeared into the crowd surrounding them, like bereaved dogs.

    There were shouts of love immediately, and there were some sporadic clapping and applause. It was obvious that they were very happy to see them defeated. People praised Song Qingya for her greatness. The two bodyguards who helped the tiger were very powerful people.
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