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Volume 3 Smiling Proud Chapter 103 Fortune Telling

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    Chapter 103 Fortune Telling

    Inside Jiangnan Yunwu

    Xiao Yuesheng stretched his body and said, "Let's go and see where you were attacked first."

    Jiang Nanyun nodded. He was fine. He glanced at the bloody clothes on the ground, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I didn't expect him to be in such a mess."

    "You will always pay a price for underestimating the enemy." Xiao Yuesheng smiled casually and glanced at Jiang Nanyun: "You are lucky this time, and you saved a small life."

    Jiang Nanyun lowered his head and said nothing.

    Seeing her like this, Xiao Yuesheng didn't want to blame her too much. After all, she was injured and needed to be comforted.

    "Let's go." Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand and walked out first.

    ??The people standing at the door stood up straight and stood on both sides of the door with solemn expressions. They looked at Xiao Yuesheng standing at the door and saluted with clasped fists: "I have met Mr. Xiao."

    Xiao Yuesheng tilted his head slightly, glanced at Song Xiaoxia, who was as cold as ice, and asked gently: "Miss Song, how is your injury?"

    "It doesn't matter, little girl." Song Xiaoxia said lightly. Even though she respected Xiao Yuesheng very much, her expression remained indifferent.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled: "Being able to come back is a blessing. You should cherish it in the future."

    Song Xiaoxia devoted herself to learning.

    Xiao Yuesheng said no more, turned around, waved, and said: "Nanyun, don't wait any longer, come out quickly!"

    Jiang Nanyun has changed into a pale pink Luo shirt, which is like the color of peach blossoms in full bloom. His face is covered with a thin gauze, and his beautiful face is looming, adding to the temptation.

    She walked out gracefully, her eyes like autumn water shone behind the gauze, glanced at everyone, and said calmly: "You guys stay at the main altar, don't go out easily."

    After saying that, he drifted away with Xiao Yuesheng.

    "Why did the gang leader put on a veil?" Xiao Renchuan shook his head in confusion.

    In his eyes, the gang leader has unique ways of doing things and has never looked down upon others. Even if others stare at her, she will ignore them and let them go, never covering herself with a veil.

    "It's indeed a bit abnormal." Xie Zhongweng nodded, touched his smooth lower jaw, suddenly turned around and looked at Song Xiaoxia: "Could it be that the gang leader's face was injured?!"

    Song Xiaoxia hesitated for a moment and nodded.

    "This is a big trouble!" Xie Zhongweng shook his head and sighed.

    "Why did Brother Xie say that?!" He Luzhai kept frowning and looked at the place where Xiao Yuesheng and Jiang Nanyun disappeared. When he heard Xie Zhongweng sighing like this, he asked.

    "Our gang leader is strong when she is strong. After all, she is still a woman." Xie Zhongweng shook his head, looking quite funny. He shook his head and sighed, showing a look of compassion: "Which woman doesn't care about her appearance? How dare those people hurt the gang leader's face?  Aren¡¯t you looking for death?!¡±

    Xiao Renchuan shook his head: "But according to what Miss Song said, those people all have their faces covered, and they come and go without a trace, and there is no trace to be found!"

    "Hey!" Xie Zhongweng waved his hand and said disapprovingly: "Didn't you see Mr. Xiao gone? What can be done to defeat him?!"

    "He's not old yet!" Jing Kezhuang, who was short and stocky and had a serious face, snorted, disdainful of Xie Zhongweng's flattering words.

    He is in his thirties, short in stature, but very strong. His face is dark and rosy, as if he is often exposed to the sun, making him look older.

    "Hey, why should Lao Jing be so fussy? Those who are masters are respected. Isn't Mr. Xiao's martial arts skills enough to be called an old gentleman?!" Xie Zhongweng laughed.

    Jing Kezhuang was not good at words, so naturally he couldn't speak well of him. Moreover, he also had respect for Xiao Yuesheng, so he just snorted and said no more.

    Sun Yuting was in a daze, his eyes were hazy, as if he was in a trance.

    "Brother Sun, what are you thinking about?!" Seeing him in a daze, Xiao Renchuan slapped him on the shoulder and asked.

    Sun Yuting came back to his senses, shook his head and sighed, with a worried look on his face: "The gang leader's face is injured, he must be extremely sad"

    "Yes, the gang leader is so beautiful, it's really a pity to hurt her face." Xiao Renchuan also showed worry, filled with emotion.

    Xie Zhongweng waved his hand: "Forget it, everyone, don't worry so much, let's practice hard and don't let others take over!"

    Everyone nodded, returned to the martial arts field, and began to practice hard. They felt more and more that martial arts was important, their lives were at stake, and they had to work hard.

    Xiao Yuesheng and Jiang Nanyun¡¯s master and apprentice left the Dongyuan Gang¡¯s general altar and headed east, rushing to the place where Jiang Nanyun was attacked.

    " Xiao Yuesheng's expression is leisurely, as if he is strolling in a leisurely garden, enjoying himself. The clouds and lotus in the south of the Yangtze River are moving lightly, and his clothes are fluttering, like a fairy.

     The two of them looked relaxed, but they seemed to be in a hurry. Xiao Yuesheng took one step forward, about ten feet away, and after two steps, he often disappeared from people's sight.

    So it seemed that he was disappearing and disappearing without a trace. The passers-by on the street couldn't help but wipe their eyes, feeling that their eyes were blurred and they needed more rest and no more fatigue.

    There are many martial arts people on the street. Seeing this situation, they were shocked and wanted to catch up to have a look, but they disappeared in the blink of an eye and had nowhere to pursue them.

    Regardless of the shock, the two masters and disciples had already left Luoyang City in a few breaths.

    "Nanyun, your Qinggong has made great progress!" Xiao Yuesheng showed approval.

    "It's all thanks to Master." Jiangnan Yun smiled sweetly, and behind the white gauze, the waves in his eyes flowed like clear springs.

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled slightly.

    Jiang Nanyun didn¡¯t mean her words in a polite way. Xiao Yuesheng¡¯s dozens of palm strikes not only drove away the cold poison from her body, but also purified her internal strength.

    Although her cultivation level has not increased drastically, as she becomes more refined, she becomes more comfortable and more powerful when using it.

    Jiang Nanyun has made great progress in practicing internal strength. If it were not for the support of Qingxin Jue, he would have gone crazy. Although his internal strength is deep, he can't perform his moves smoothly and smoothly, and he lacks the feeling of being able to use his fingers like an arm.

    Now, Xiao Yuesheng's mellow internal energy has been fused with her, and his internal energy is immediately tamed, and he can control it freely, and his power is naturally extraordinary.

    The two of them drove side by side, with the wind blowing under their feet. In just half a cup of tea, they followed a mountain road to the foot of a mountain.

    "This is it." Jiang Nanyun pointed to an open space next to the woods.

    Xiao Yuesheng¡¯s nose moved slightly and he sniffed lightly, his heavy brows furrowed: ¡°They are only wounded, not dead.¡±

    Since he practiced the Nine Turns of Tendons Changing Technique, his facial features have become more and more sharp, and they are much better than ordinary people. If he performs the Nine Turns of Tendons Changing Technique, it is even beyond imagination.

    Jiang Nanyun smiled shamefully: "This disciple is in such a hurry that he doesn't care about killing people."

    " Xiao Yuesheng snorted, feeling very angry. When his disciple suffered a loss, it was like he himself suffered a loss.

    When he came closer, he looked at the footprints on the ground. He could vaguely guess the situation at that time in his mind, and pointed to the shallow footprints: "This is what you left,"

    He then pointed to a few footprints next to him: "This belongs to Miss Song, these are theirs!"

    "Well, his martial arts skills are indeed good." He glanced at him for a few times, nodded, his face brightened slightly, and Jiang Nanyun breathed a sigh of relief.

    "Master, can you find them?" Jiang Nanyun asked cautiously.

    Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her, said nothing, turned around, looked around, walked up to a pine tree, and took off a piece of black cloth from the branch.

    "This must be the cloth they use to cover their faces." Jiang Nanyun walked up to him, bringing with him a faint fragrance.

    "That's it, it's easy to handle." Xiao Yuesheng's heavy brows furrowed, he snorted coldly, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

    "Stay aside and make a fortune for the master!" Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand, brought the black scarf to his eyes, pinched his left hand into sword fingers, and lightly tapped it. The black scarf suddenly floated into the air, stood still, and then jumped up.  It burned up and turned into ashes in a blink of an eye. When the wind blew, the ashes fluttered.

    Jiang Nanyun opened his bright eyes to see what the master was going to do. If he calculated a fortune, could the master still tell fortunes?  !

    Seeing the black scarf burnt to ashes, although she was a little confused, she was not very surprised. This move seemed amazing to others, and she could also do it.

    " Xiao Yuesheng moved his body, seemingly slowly, but he took eight steps very quickly. They were in eight directions, which are the positions of the innate Bagua.

    Although the ashes of the black scarf were blown up and drifted by the wind, they were always surrounded by Xiao Yuesheng, unable to get out, as if they were enveloped in an invisible house.

    His eyes were slightly closed, his left and right hands were held into sword fingers, and he was walking quickly with strange steps. He was suddenly in front, suddenly behind, moving left and right, with no trace to be found.

    Jiang Nanyun stared at his figure closely, and after a few glances, he became a little dazzled, as if his figure was all in front of him. More than ten figures stood there at the same time, with different expressions, all with their eyes closed in solemnity, unable to distinguish the true from the false.

    She thought in her heart that if this kind of body technique was used against the enemy and was so powerful, she would definitely pester her master and ask him to pass it on to her.
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