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Song Yuanqiao's heart suddenly thought, and he couldn't help but put his right hand on the hilt of the sword. His gentle eyes suddenly became sharp, and he was ready to go.
Song Qingshu did have some skills. When facing a fatal sword, he did not sit back and wait for death. His forward body suddenly leaned up, which was against the law. He drew the sword with his right hand and lifted it up. He was in mid-air, and the sword was blocked in front of him.
With a "dang" sound, the two swords intersected again. With the force of the counter-shock, he froze and swung out diagonally, out of the scope of the sword light.
Although these two actions were a little embarrassing, they also showed considerable wit and flexibility. Everyone around him couldn't help but secretly cheer. He was indeed a disciple trained by Wudang.
Song Yuanqiao put down his right hand, his palms covered with cold sweat.
Miejie Shitai shook his head secretly. Although Song Qingshu had a vague demeanor, his temperament was too impetuous. If he could not quit, his progress would be limited.
"Qingshu, come back!" Song Yuanqiao raised his voice to say hello.
Song Qingshu was unwilling to be forced into such a embarrassment, and wanted to win back the victory, but he had to listen to his father's words, so he could only clasp his fists in frustration, tiptoe, and run here.
Just as he was about to jump to Song Yuanqiao's side, his figure suddenly stopped, his handsome face suddenly changed color, his eyes were blank, staring at a certain place.
Where he looked was beside Master Jue, Bei Jinyi and Zhou Zhiruo were talking in a low voice, their bright eyes were like water, and they glanced behind them from time to time to see if the lavender carriage was coming.
Zhou Zhiruo didn't notice Song Qingshu's gaze. She was chatting happily with Bei Jinyi. She pursed her lips and smiled from time to time. Her mink fur was as white as snow, making her face look like a piece of white jade. Her cheeks were slightly flushed, and her elegance was mixed with a bit of delicacy. , causing the surrounding male disciples to take a peek from time to time.
"Haha, the tiger father has no dog son, Song Daxia's son is indeed extraordinary." Someone from the Tianying Sect opposite spoke, and before he opened his mouth, he burst into a heroic laugh.
It¡¯s just that this statement sounds very strange, it seems like a compliment, but if it is malicious speculation, it also feels like sarcasm.
Song Yuanqiao put a gentle smile on his face, clasped his fists, and said with cupped hands: "The dog is still young, so it is a great blessing to be taught by seniors!"
The person on the other side laughed again: "Master Song, I have always admired Master Zhang's martial arts. I wonder how much you have learned. Come on, let us old bones exercise!"
After that, a man stood up from the crowd, took a few steps forward, and came to the middle. He was a bald old man with extremely long white eyebrows that went down to the corners of his eyes. He was as white as frost. His nose was slightly hooked, like an eagle's beak. The cold lightning flashed, majestic and extraordinary, but it was Yin Tianzheng, the White-browed Eagle King who was famous in the martial arts world and the leader of the Sky Eagle Sect.
"Haha, since I am the Eagle King, I have to accompany you." Song Yuanqiao smiled gently, patted Song Qingshu who was standing in front of him, crossed him, took a step forward, and was about to step forward.
"You can't kill a chicken with a bull's knife, Master Song, just leave it to me for now!" Someone else laughed next to him, but it was Tang Wenliang who came out of the Kongtong sect and was one of the five elders of Kongtong.
Yin Tianzheng¡¯s eyes flashed with lightning, he glanced at Tang Wenliang, smiled without saying a word, and a man stood next to him, laughing loudly: "I have heard that the Kongtong Sect's Seven Injury Fist is extremely powerful, and I would like to learn from you!"
This person has a slight resemblance to Yin Tianzheng, but he is much younger. His voice is high-pitched and harsh, making it uncomfortable to listen to.
But this person has bright eyes and a brilliant expression. You can tell at a glance that he is also a rare master, but he is the young leader of the Tianying Sect, King Yin Ye.
Although King Yin Ye is young, his martial arts skills are extremely advanced, which is very different from his father Yin Tianzheng, which makes Yin Tianzheng proud to have a son, Zhongmou.
Tang Wenliang stared at Yin Ye Wang closely, smiled, looked stern and confident, as if he could knock Yin Ye Wang to the ground with one punch.
"Junior sister, eldest brother is here, let's go over there!" Bei Jinyi looked up and whispered to Zhou Zhiruo.
"Yeah." Zhou Zhiruo turned her head hurriedly, looked back, and saw the lavender, delicate porcelain corners of her mouth that could not help but curl up, and she couldn't help but smile.
Bei Jinyi reported to Master Miejie in a low voice, pretended to glance up unintentionally, took Zhou Zhiruo's jade arm, and turned away.
Bei Jinyi had already seen Song Qingshu's eyes and noticed something strange about him. She was afraid that something would happen to him again and he would be embarrassed in front of the six sects and hurt Wudang's face, so she deliberately asked her junior sister to go back to the carriage and hide.
"Senior Brother, Mr. Xiao is here." Yin Liting smiled at Song Yuanqiao and pointed at the long lavender carriage that was slowly approaching.
Under the sun, the four horses looked like they were wearing yellow satin, their luster was shining, their agate-like eyes were shining brightly, they looked like martial arts masters, their horses were extraordinary.
There is no one driving in the car, they turn the horses' hooves lightly and slowlyWalking, leisurely and leisurely, there is a rhythm and elegance in the steps, full of aura.
Song Yuanqiao turned around, smiled at the other four Wudang heroes, and said, "Since Mr. Xiao is here, let's go and greet him first!"
Several people nodded, followed his footsteps, and headed over there.
Song Qingshu remained motionless, staring at the lilac carriage, which was quite conspicuous. He was slapped on the shoulder by Yu Daiyan, and he finally came to his senses. Only then did he realize that his lover was gone, and there was no trace of him. He felt sad and ached in his heart.
Now that the Wudang Sect is dispatched, the Huashan Sect naturally cannot stay where they are and can only follow. The Kongtong Sect has a gap with the Shuiyun Sect, so they will not go to greet them. Li Ruoyun humiliated Ban Shuxian, and the Kunlun Sect will not either. move.
The four horses stopped slowly, uniformly aligned, motionless, like statues.
The car door slowly opened, and Xiao Yuesheng, dressed in a green shirt, floated out.
"Haha, Hero Song, it's been a long time!" Xiao Yuesheng's eyes were as gentle as jade, with a warm smile on his face, he cupped his fists and cupped his hands, and laughed.
"Mr. Xiao's style is as good as before!" Song Yuanqiao also laughed and cupped his hands. There was a hint of joking in his words, which was rare for a Confucian like him.
The rest of the people also exchanged pleasantries. Xianyu from the Huashan sect was proficient in calculations and extremely smart, so he accepted him willingly.
Li Ruoyun and Pei Tuesday's daughter slowly got out of the car and landed silently. Their postures were graceful. Although Li Ruoyun's face was covered with white gauze, her face was still radiant, and she was on par with Pei Tuesday's daughter.
The surrounding voices suddenly became solemn, and the whistling sound of the breeze could be clearly heard.
Song Qingshu, who fell behind the crowd, couldn't help but be shocked. His eyes passed through the crowd again and fell on the woman who was haunted by dreams.
Zhou Zhiruo stood beside her husband, her bright eyes glanced slightly, and her eyes were like a clear spring passing by, and she met Song Qingshu's bright eyes.
She frowned secretly, feeling a little distressed.
"Although I am married, I haven't given up because of Song Qingshu's appearance. If the quarrel breaks out again, my husband's face will be lost. If things go wrong, the relationship between the couple will be hurt."
"Qingshu!" Someone beside Song Qingshu suddenly called softly. He turned around and forced a smile and said: "Sixth Uncle"
But it turned out to be Yin Liting. He was careful and had already noticed Song Qingshu's strange behavior. He observed it secretly and guessed that it was the same.
Among the Six Heroes of Wudang, although they are very careful, such as Zhang Songxi and Yu Lianzhou, they have little experience in the relationship between children. Only Yin Liting was deeply stimulated and had a deep understanding of the power of love between men and women.
Song Qingshu likes Zhou Zhiruo, and Yin Liting has always known it. He thought that Qing was already a married woman, so he would be heartbroken, but when he saw his strange behavior, he felt uneasy. Mr. Xiao was a great benefactor to the Wudang sect, and he must not let Qingshu's nephew because of his children. Love is long and ungrateful.
"Qingshu, there is no fragrant grass anywhere in the world. Don't look at it anymore." Yin Liting patted his shoulder and spoke with deep comfort.
Song Qingshu¡¯s handsome face was filled with bitterness. There were countless fragrant flowers in the world, but in his eyes, there was no other woman except sister Zhiruo!
Although Xiao Yuesheng disdains polite greetings with others, he is not unskilled. He smiles warmly, makes witty remarks, and talks happily with everyone.
After chatting with everyone for a moment, Xiao Yuesheng walked slowly and led everyone to Wen Yubing, who was standing fluttering in the wind. He bowed and called Master.
Seeing the eldest disciple surrounded by a crowd of stars, greeting him with a smile on his face, at this moment, Wen Yubing felt a surge of excitement in his heart, and the excitement rushed through Yu's body, as if the parents who expected their son to become a dragon saw their son return to his hometown in glory. Mood.
Although she was excited, Wen Yubing's face remained indifferent. She glanced at him, raised her hand slightly, and said calmly: "Don't come so late next time!"
Xiao Yuesheng couldn't help but smile bitterly and stroked his black mustache. Master really took pleasure in losing face.
Seeing that he was embarrassed, Li Ruoyun and the girls couldn't help but purse their lips and tried hard to hold back their laughter, but their eyes were filled with smiles.
Everyone in Song Yuanqiao pretended not to have heard. Outsiders didn't know the details of his master's and apprentice's affairs, so it was not appropriate for them to mix it up. However, deep down in their hearts, they felt envious. Having such a cold and charming master was also a problem. Kind of happiness, right? !
While they were chatting here, the other side also stopped and folded their arms to watch.
Tang Wenliang's eyes were cold, Quan Zuo didn't know Xiao Yuesheng, and Yin Tianzheng and Yin Yewang were very interested. They didn't know who this Mr. Xiao was, and how he managed to get everyone to welcome him like this.
Song Qingshu felt even worse. When he saw Li Ruoyun next to Xiao Yuesheng, and then when he saw his father and others treating him like this, he felt a surge of indignation and jealousy in his heart, like the rising tide of a sea wave, each wave rising higher than the other, trying to kill him. swallowwithout.
Xiao Yuesheng raised his eyes and looked at it. These members of the Sky Eagle Sect were all dressed in white. At first glance, they looked the same as people from the Ming Sect. From this point of view, Yin Tianzheng still had his heart in the Ming Sect. These members of the Sky Eagle Sect were also elites. , should not be underestimated.
"King Yin Ye, do it!" Tang Wenliang was not angry and shouted angrily. - 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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