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Volume 3 Smiling Proud Chapter 76 Direct Question

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    Chapter 76 Direct Question

    Amid the silence of the crowd, the two stood quietly quietly, their swords slowly unsheathed.

    "Please¡ª!" Linghu Chong said slowly and solemnly, the long sword standing on his chest, facing the center of his eyebrows, as if the sword was like an eye, staring at Jiang Nanyun together with the other pair of eyes.

    Jiangnan Yun smiled sweetly: "Please¡ª¡ª!"

    She held the long sword lightly in her slender hands, like an embroidery needle, seemingly effortlessly and indescribably light and graceful.

    The two were once again in a confrontation. Both of their sword moves focused on attacking later. They both wanted to wait for the other's moves to be used before breaking them. They were both waiting for the other to move first.

    Linghu Chong felt danger in his heart, so even though the opponent never made any move, he forced himself to be patient and compared his patience with Jiang Nanyun.

    Although Jiang Nanyun didn't feel that Linghu Chong was in danger, he could see that this boy was not an ordinary person. Anyone who could make Master befriend him must be outstanding, so it was better to be careful and not to make a move rashly. He would rather show weakness than  Show off your strength.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out of awe, and everyone around them watched for a long time, and saw that the two men were still standing with their swords in hand.  !

    "Jiangnan Yunqing's Heart Jue is running, and the heart is peaceful. There is no anxiety, no impatience, no sadness or joy. I don't realize the passage of time, and I always maintain a clear mind and calmness.

    Although Linghu Chong¡¯s swordsmanship was exquisite, his ability to nourish his Qi was far from satisfactory. After a while, his mind became a little restless, which manifested itself on the outside.

    Jiangnan Yunru Shui's bright eyes lit up, like the sun shining directly on the autumn water, and his eyes turned full of waves, staring at Linghu Chong's left armpit, half-smiling but not smiling, and then glanced at Linghu Chong, biting his plump lower lip, charming and charming.

    Linghu Chong felt a shiver in his heart and hurriedly moved the long sword half an inch laterally, vaguely protecting his armpit, and intercepting the path to the armpit.

    Jiang Nanyun smiled again, his bright eyes turned, and his eyes were like water, resting on his right rib.

    Linghu Chong took half a step back, turned sideways, retracted his right ribs, and hid under the sword. His hand trembled slightly and pressed on the hilt of the sword, but he suppressed it and did not swing the sword.

    Jiang Nanyun nodded secretly, this Linghu Chong was indeed extraordinary, with extremely quick reactions and excellent acumen.

    To an outsider, the two people looked a little confused. They were holding swords and facing each other in vain. Only their eyes moved. Linghu Chong moved slightly for half a step, as if he had stopped standing and stood up again. He really didn't notice the danger when their eyes met.

    Ning Zhongze has a good vision and understanding, but he can vaguely understand the undercurrent between the two of them. He gently patted Yue Lingshan's hand and whispered: "Don't make any noise, watch carefully!"

    Yue Lingshan was shaking her mother's hand, complaining softly, saying that they were posing there, why didn't they do something, it was making people anxious.

    When she heard her mother speak, she quickly looked at it, but still didn't see anything strange, so she couldn't help but shake her head.

    Naturally, others couldn't tell, but seeing that Ning Zhong was looking attentively, they had no choice but to calm down and watch carefully.

    After a while, Jiang Nanyun smiled sweetly: "Young hero Linghu is good at swordsmanship, and I admire him!"

    "Both each other, Miss Jiang is the real master of swordsmanship!" Linghu Chong said in a solemn voice, his eyes unblinking, and he was strict and did not dare to relax even a little bit.

    Yue Lingshan snorted softly, she couldn't stand the compliments of the two of them. She didn't do anything and didn't even move her sword. How could she know whether her swordsmanship was good or not.

    "Young hero Linghu, please be careful, this little girl's move is very powerful." Jiang Nanyun smiled sweetly and said softly, without any murderous intent, as if it was a joke between friends.

    "Miss Jiang, please¡ª!" Linghu Chong's expression perked up and he said solemnly, the hand holding the sword concentrating his power again.

    "Hi¡ª¡ª!" There was a sharp roar, like the sound of tearing cloth, and the sword light flashed, and everyone felt their eyes light up, dazzling, and they had the urge to close their eyes.

    Jiang Nanyun thrust out his long sword, and his slim body rushed forward as fast as lightning. The body and sword merged into one, and they rushed in front of Linghu Chong in an instant. He could almost feel the chill that sent people to the bone.

    He wanted to draw his sword again, but it was too late. He kicked his feet hard and rushed diagonally. He missed the sword by a hair, but a gash slipped under his ribs.

    It seemed that the sword had been fired, but the sword movement was too fast. Three or four inches away, the sword light reached the body, and it was already sharp.

    Linghu Chong felt the coldness on the sword firsthand, and the hairs all over his body stood up. He secretly screamed that it was dangerous, but a cold light flashed in his eyes. He didn't have time to take a closer look, so he hurriedly flashed again.

    Jiang Nanyun drew his sword too fast. If he waited to see the sword style clearly, it would be too late to dodge. Linghu Chong was shocked. He thought he had learned the Dugu Nine Swords and his sword skills would be greatly improved. Unexpectedly, he actually won against someone who had learned martial arts in a very short period of time.  weak woman.

    He was so arrogant that he didn't care about hiding his clumsiness. When he saw another bright light flashing in front of his eyes,The sword trembled, and it was already stabbed straight through. If she had to use a move to exchange swords for swords, both jade and stone would be destroyed. Otherwise, she would be pressed down by Jiang Nanyun and hit her. Her sword moves were too fast and she would never be able to stand up.

    Everyone watching the battle couldn't help but let out a soft "Ah", with surprise in their hearts and worried eyes.

    Jiang Nanyun smiled at the corners of his eyes, and his figure kept moving forward. His slender waist and jade wrists moved slightly, with a subtle amplitude, and the long sword changed a slight direction.

    With her current skill, within three swords, even if she thrust them with all her strength, she could still control them freely. Any more would be beyond her power.

    With a "ding" sound, gold and iron clashed, and a spark burst out.

    The two swords clashed in the air, with the sword tips facing each other. Immediately, their bodies separated as soon as they touched, and each took two steps back.

    Jiang Nanyun gently held the sword flower and returned the sword to its sheath. His movements were graceful, just like a sword dance. He cupped his fists and said with a clever smile: "Young Master Linghu's swordsmanship is indeed well-deserved!"

    "I dare not take it." Linghu Chong smiled bitterly, shook his head, but felt a little frustrated in his heart, and sighed: "Miss Jiang gave in on purpose."

    His right hand was shaking slightly, and he could hardly hold the sword. He felt that his whole arm was numb and numb, and he could barely hold the sword without daring to move.

    Although he was defeated, he felt depressed, but he did not bother to hide it and admitted it frankly.

    Jiang Nanyun somewhat admired this kind of broadmindedness, and couldn't help but smile: "This little girl can also do these tricks. If we continue to compete, she will definitely lose."

    Linghu Chong shook his head and smiled, not believing that although her swordsmanship moves were simple, they were extremely fast, turning decay into magic. There was no need to pay attention to the subtlety of the moves, so how could she have no moves to use.

    Although what Jiang Nanyun said is not entirely true, it is not a lie.

    Her current skill, in Xiao Yuesheng's words, is ridiculously shallow. With her unique mental technique, she can control the sword extremely fast, but she can only control three to four swords freely. After that, her power is still the same, but she can  If you send something but cannot receive it, it is naturally not suitable for discussion.

    Ning Zhong stepped forward and praised: "Famous teachers give birth to great disciples. Miss Jiang's swordsmanship is indeed amazing. Chong'er's defeat was not unjust."

    Seeing Jiang Nanyun's swordsmanship, she thought to herself that she had no chance of winning when encountering such a swordsmanship. The sword was shot too fast and she couldn't react in time. It was extremely rare for Chong'er to be able to maintain her current position.

    "Humph, where did the senior master lose?!" Yue Lingshan snorted, dissatisfied. It was obviously a draw, but she wanted to say that the senior brother had lost. Naturally, she was unwilling to do so. Besides, it was Jiang Nanyun again.

    She Yingying jumped to Linghu Chong's side and reached out to hug his arm. Unexpectedly, Linghu Chong's long sword suddenly fell out of her hands and fell to the ground with a "clang" sound.

    Yue Lingshan was surprised, her little mouth opened slightly, her eyes rolled, she looked at the senior brother who was smiling bitterly, and then at the long sword on the ground.

    Her bright eyes turned, but she quickly returned to normal. She bent down to pick up the long sword, and put it back into the sheath on Linghu Chong's waist as if nothing had happened. She hummed, "Okay, okay Senior brother has just recovered from his injury, and his internal strength has not yet been restored."  Recovering, but someone challenged me and I couldn¡¯t avoid it, so I had to bite the bullet. Oh, how pitiful it is!¡±

    "Junior sister!" Linghu Chong scolded lightly.

    Yue Lingshan shrank her head, stuck out her tongue, shut up and stopped talking, her bright eyes not letting go of Jiang Nanyun, Qiongbi snorted secretly.

    Jiang Nanyun smiled sweetly and chuckled softly: "Young hero Linghu is still injured. Little girl doesn't know, so don't be offended!"

    "Miss Jiang is serious, Shan'er is still a child, don't be as knowledgeable as her." Ning Zhong glared at Yue Lingshan, turned to Jiang Nanyun and smiled.

    Jiang Nanyun waved his hand and said with a sweet smile: "Don't dare."

    She is extremely smart and understands human nature. Naturally, she will not care about a little girl like Yue Lingshan. She understands why Yue Lingshan treats her like this, but she is just secretly amused.

    "Master is in front. If I stay here and don't leave, he will blame me later." Jiangnan Yunfan bowed and smiled at everyone, making them dizzy and wondering when she would leave.

    When they came to their senses, they looked in the direction of the courtyard gate. They felt lost and talked about each other. They were surprised. They didn't expect that this Jiang Nanyun at such a young age could have such swordsmanship, which was even better than that of his senior brother.  In their eyes, the senior brother is already unattainable, and this woman is even more astonishing.

    Jiang Nanyun came to the door of the hall, and just as he was about to speak, he heard the master's clear voice: "It's Nanyun, come in."

    Jiangnan Yunjiansheng responded, her lotus feet moved lightly, and curled in.

    Entering the hall, she met Yue Buqun, Lin Zhennan, and Wang Yuanba one by one. They were elegant and graceful, with no smile on their faces and were upright and serious.

    "Mr. Xiao, it's so comforting for a good disciple to be like this!" Yue Buqun glanced at Jiang Nanyun and said,??Xiao Yuesheng smiled.

    "She looks well-behaved, but she is actually very naughty. Master Yue must not give her any praise!" Xiao Yuesheng chuckled. Although he spoke modestly, the corners of his mouth could not help but raise.

    Yue Buqun shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Hey, when it comes to naughtiness, how can Miss Jiang compare to my eldest disciple?! I can't control just a good drink!"

    Xiao Yuesheng touched his thick eyebrows and smiled. He was also a good drinker himself, and he drank with Linghu Chong.

    He laughed twice, turned around and asked Jiang Nanyun: "Nanyun, why do you want to be your teacher?"

    Jiangnan Yunming rolled his eyes, shook his head, and said with a smile: "I just thought of a question about martial arts, and I was anxious, so I came to find the master."

    Xiao Yuesheng knew at a glance that she didn't mean what she said. He shook his head and smiled and said, "Well, my master is about to go back. Let's go back and talk."

    After saying that, he stood up, clasped his fists to say goodbye, turned around and left the Wang residence.

    Back in the Xiao Mansion, Xiao Yuesheng sat down in the main hall. Jiang Nanyun took Xiaohe's teacup, passed it to him, and said softly: "Master, Lehou and Ding Mian have already been found on us."

    "Oh¡ª¡ª?" Xiao Yuesheng held the tea cup, raised his heavy brows, and looked at him lightly.

    Jiang Nanyun looked solemn, his jade face tensed, and said softly: "They are secretly trying to find out the truth about our Xiao Mansion. They are afraid they have bad intentions."

    "Well" Xiao Yuesheng pondered for a moment, took a sip of tea, slowly put it down, and said, "That's it, you spread the news that Lu Pai and Fei Bin of the Songshan Sect were killed by me."

    "Master, this is?" Jiang Nanyun was surprised, her bright eyes stared at him closely, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, showing a thoughtful look.

    "It's true or false, let's play hide-and-seek with them." Xiao Yuesheng chuckled.

    Jiang Nanyun's tense jade face suddenly relaxed, and he suddenly showed a wry smile. The master's behavior was really weird, and it was difficult for ordinary people to understand.

    On this day, Xiao Yuesheng was practicing the Nine Turns of Tendons in the back garden. Xiao He, dressed in green, came running lightly and reported in a sweet voice that there were two people visiting in front of him, Lehou and Ding Mian from the Songshan School, and his wife was in front.  Treat me, let me come over and take a look.

    Xiao Yuesheng finished his work and sighed secretly, it was finally coming. He stared at Xiao He for a few times.

    "Xiaohe's face suddenly turned red with embarrassment, and the red clouds reached her ears. She lowered her head tightly, twisted her clothes with her little hands, and stood uneasily.

    "Xiao He, how are you practicing your footwork?" Xiao Yuesheng asked warmly.

    "Stepfootwork?" Xiao He asked stammeringly, her face covered with red clouds, looking pretty and charming.

    Xiao Yuesheng's expression calmed down again, and he asked gently: "Didn't Madam teach you a set of footwork and ask you to practice it frequently?"

    "Oh, that set of footwork, I've been practicing it." Xiao He said suddenly.

    "When you walk normally, you must follow the same set of steps. Don't be lazy!" Xiao Yuesheng said solemnly with a solemn expression.

    "Yes!" Xiao He was startled by his rapidly changing expression and said hurriedly.

    Xiao Yuesheng then gave up and walked out of the back garden.

    Nowadays, both his wife Liu Jing and his apprentice Jiang Nanyun have the ability to protect themselves. The rest of them stay in the Xiao Mansion and no one can harm them. Only Xiao He leaves the house from time to time and follows Liu Jing in case he fails to take care of him.  I'm afraid someone will get hurt.

    He has secretly decided that if Xiao He cannot practice martial arts well, he will not be allowed to leave the house again. Even if he is forced to leave the house, he must follow him.

    In the hall, Liu Jing was dressed in a pale pink robe, with a light expression on her face, but her face was radiant, like the warm luster of white jade.

    She has a shy temperament. Even though she looks generous on the outside, she forces herself to do so and cannot speak a few words to outsiders.

    Opposite to each other sat two fat men. One was short, fat, and had a sallow complexion. He was the Great Yin Yang Handle Hou of the Songshan School. The other, although fat, was extremely tall and strong, and was Ding Mian, the pagoda hand.

    The two of them were drinking tea, looking around the hall, not missing every place. They didn't talk to Liu Jing, but seemed to be looking carefully so that they wouldn't feel unfamiliar when they started to move.

    The sound of footsteps sounded, and Xiao Yuesheng came in slowly. He was dressed in a green shirt, looking free and easy. He walked in and hugged the two of them: "You two must be Daxia Le and Daxia Ding from the Songshan sect, right?"

    Although the two of them suspected that Xiao Yihan had killed their senior brother, he was from a famous sect after all. Before confirming, they could not lose etiquette first, so they stood up and clasped their fists in return, but there was no smile on their faces.

    Xiao Yuesheng pretended not to see it, walked slowly to Liu Jing's side, gave her a comforting smile, sat down slowly, took the teacup handed over by Xiao He, took a sip, savored it carefully, and said nothing.  .

    DingYu and Lehou have been staring at him closely, trying to see clearly his reality and cultivation, but they have found nothing. They also feel that this person is unpredictable and should not be underestimated.

    The hall became quiet for a moment, and Liu Jing bowed gently and quietly left, leaving only the three of them talking.

    "Mr. Xiao, I'm here just to inquire about something." Ding Mian spoke slowly, his face as dark as water, and he said calmly.

    "Da Xia Ding, feel free to speak, but I will tell you everything I know." Xiao Yuesheng nodded and showed a smile, which was completely inconsistent with his usual majestic image.

    "Well, don't blame me for being abrupt." Ding Mian nodded, his eyes suddenly lit up, he stared at Xiao Yuesheng, and said in a deep voice: "Were my two junior brothers killed by Mr. Xiao?"

    "Oh¡ª¡ª?" Xiao Yuesheng raised his eyebrows with surprise on his face: "Why did Master Ding say this?!"

    "There are rumors in the streets and alleys that my two junior brothers were killed by Xiao Yuesheng because they offended the Dongyuan Gang." Lehou said solemnly.
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