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Volume 3 Smiling Proud Chapter 130 Revenge

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    Chapter 130 Revenge

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled, shook his head and said: "This Miss Huang is the daughter of the leader of the Tianhe Gang. She has been spoiled since she was a child. She is ignorant of the world and very naughty. If I hadn't stopped her, I don't know how big she would have been.  Woe!"

    "I heard from Xiao He that you have tortured other girls a lot!" Liu Jing pursed her lips and smiled.

    "Evil people need to be tortured by evil people," Xiao Yuesheng said with a chuckle. He started walking, came to the small pavilion, sat down, and said with a smile: "If a person like this cannot be tortured properly, he will definitely be lawless and difficult to control."

    "That Miss Huang might be so angry that her teeth are itching!" Liu Jing said with a smile.

    Xiao He, wearing a lake-green skirt, came curling up with a tea cup in her hand. She entered the pavilion and handed over the snow porcelain tea cup.

    Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her and said with a smile: "Xiao He rushed back so quickly, did you have a hard journey?"

    "Master, I got into trouble." Xiao He held the tray in one hand, twisted the corner of his clothes with the other hand, lowered his head and said in shame.

    "What's wrong?" Xiao Yuesheng took a sip of tea and asked with a smile.

    "The people from the Tianhe Gang came to arrest Sister Huang. I was quick and injured them." Xiao He glanced up at him secretly, then lowered his head and said embarrassedly.

    Xiao Yuesheng didn't care. He lightly flicked the tea leaves on the water with the lid of the cup and asked casually: "How serious is the injury?"

    "I didn't stop for a moment and used a correction pill." Xiao He lowered his head and did not dare to look up at Xiao Yuesheng.

    "Well, don't be so reckless next time." Xiao Yuesheng nodded calmly.

    Xiao He was suddenly shocked. She thought she would be lectured by the master, but she didn't expect him to be so gentle. She blinked her bright eyes and looked at Xiao Yuesheng in confusion.

    "As long as no one is killed, it's no big deal." Xiao Yuesheng comforted him with a smile.

    Xiaohe felt warm in her heart and said softly: "But, I used a correction pill"

    "Elixirs are always dead things, so don't pay too much attention to them." Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand.

    Liu Jing pursed her lips and smiled and said: "Okay, Xiaohe, since the master doesn't care anymore, you can just relax and go prepare lunch!"

    Outside Luoyang City

    In a tent, the lights were brightly lit, like daylight. Two people were sitting in it. They were the two masters of the Songshan Sect, Lehou and Ding Mian.

    Ding Mian was dressed in purple, and his burly body twisted on the chair, which made the chair creak. He stroked his beard, frowned anxiously, and said loudly: "Junior Brother Le, I'd better take action myself!  "

    Lehou sat opposite him, his face was swollen and short and fat. He shook his head and said: "Senior brother, please be patient. The more times like this, the more careful you need to be."

    "While Xiao Yihan hasn't returned, it's time to cook the rice. Even if he comes back, there is no evidence and no excuse to keep him from telling the story of his suffering!" Ding Mian stroked his beard and said slowly.

    Immediately, he shook his head vigorously, smiled bitterly, looked distressed, and sighed: "The original plan was very good, but now, if he comes back and our people fall into his hands, he will have an excuse!"

    Lehou nodded, with a sigh on his face: "Senior brother, our experts went to the rescue, but to no avail. Maybe Xiao Yihan has come back!"

    "That's exactly what I'm worried about!" Ding Mian struck hard with both palms and said bitterly: "The strange phenomena that appeared in the sky above the Xiao Mansion two days ago might be Xiao Yihan's trick!"

    "If he really comes back, then we have to be careful!" Lehou stood up from the chair, walked a few steps with his short and fat body, shook his head and said: "Brother, we must not separate, lest we be defeated by each other!  "

    "Well, that's true!" Ding Mian stroked his beard and nodded.

    At this moment, a muffled hum suddenly sounded, which was so subtle that it would have been difficult to detect it unless the two of them were frightened and their ears were pricked up.

    The two looked at each other, nodded slightly, moved one to the left and the other to the right, flew to the candle, blew out the candle, and the tent was suddenly dark, and you couldn't see your fingers.

    The two of them stood in the tent, leaning against each other, listening quietly to what was going on outside. It was silent inside the tent, and they could hear each other's heartbeats and breathing.

    "Senior brother, it shouldn't be Xiao Yihan." Lehou turned around and said softly.

    "How can you see it?" Ding Mian asked in a low voice.

    Lehou moved his body, as if he was looking for the most relaxed posture, and said softly: "If Xiao Yihan took action himself, how could the disciples outside make any noise?"

    Ding Mian remained silent and nodded slightly, but the anger in his heart surged. If it wasn't Xiao Yihan, who would have the guts to break into the Songshan Sect's territory and run wild?  !

    Footsteps outside the tentThe sound of ?? sounded, getting closer and closer. The two men cheered up, secretly pressed the hilts of their swords, and stared in the direction of the tent door curtain, preparing to attack suddenly.

    The sound of footsteps stopped outside the tent, and the two men tensed up, ready to explode.

    As soon as the door curtain was lit, the moonlight penetrated, as if someone had lifted the curtain and entered. Ding Mian and Lehou unsheathed their swords, like two lightning bolts striking in the direction of the light.

    The swords of the two men came out like lightning. Amidst the sound of chi chi, they felt shocked that they were slashed in the air. There was no one around. They knew they had been tricked and reacted very quickly. They quickly dodged and jumped to both sides.

    At this time, the door curtain swayed again, a ray of moonlight shone in, and several figures came in. The two wanted to stop them, but they were powerless.

    Ding Mian and Lehou were surprised, knowing that they were coming with bad intentions. They turned around again, merged their bodies, and stood side by side in front of the intruders.

    Suddenly, their eyes lit up, and the Niu Zhu was rekindled. Ding Mian and Lehou narrowed their eyes slightly, holding their swords in front of them, on alert, for fear that the other party would take the opportunity to attack.

    "Are you two Ding Mian and Lehou?" A fat middle-aged man asked in a deep voice, his round face full of solemnity.

    "Who are you?!" Ding Mian shouted in a deep voice, holding his long sword across his chest and looking deeply at the five people opposite him with his blade-like eyes.

    "Help Xie Zhongweng in the Lower East Garden!" The fat middle-aged man clasped his fists and said calmly. After looking at the swords of the two men, he was convinced and said slowly: "As ordered by the gang leader, I came to meet the two Songshan sects.  The master!"

    "Aren't you afraid of our sect's revenge?!" Ding Mian snorted, glaring coldly at the five people in front of him with disdain in his eyes.

    He has seen that when it comes to cultivation, although the five people in front of him have sufficient energy and energy, judging from the brightness and brilliance in their eyes, it is obvious that their cultivation is not as good as his own.

    "It was you who secretly sent the masters to attack our gang first!" Xie Zhongweng shouted in a deep voice, staring back at Ding Mian coldly, and said lightly: "It's disrespectful to come and not return, so the leader of the gang sent us here No nonsense.  Say, do it!"

    "Seeking death!" Ding Mian sneered disdainfully, and with a sway, he rushed forward. With a swing of his arm, the sword light was like a white rainbow, and he suddenly attacked.

    The four people behind Xie Zhongweng suddenly moved and formed a pentagon, with Xie Zhongweng as the center, protecting him in the middle.

    Amidst the clanging sound, Ding Mian's long sword was suddenly held up, and the three swords stabbed him at the same time, attacking him in three directions. There was no way to avoid it, so he had to retreat.

    "Are you bullying the minority with more people?!" Lehou shouted in a deep voice, extending his long sword and stabbing Xie Zhongweng's vest, making a hissing sound.

    Xie Zhongweng's expression remained unchanged, as if there were eyes behind his back. He let out a dragon roar, unsheathed his long sword, and with a gentle tap, hit Lehou's sword tip exactly.

    "Good swordsmanship!" Lehou cheered, sheathed his long sword, stretched out his two chubby little hands, one taller and one shorter, and struck the person in front of him.  The wind has come, hot and cold winds mixing together.

    Inspired by the two of them, the sword formation of Xie Zhongweng and the five others was already in motion. The man turned a blind eye to Lehou's big yin and yang hands, stepped lightly on his feet, and his body shape suddenly changed, as if slowing down, and he had escaped from the range of Lehou's hands.  .

    Lehou struck out with both palms, and suddenly a sword thrust straight into his palms, slowly and naturally, as if he was sending his palms up automatically.

    Lehou hurriedly changed his moves, his body flashed slightly, and he struck out again, but another long sword stabbed at an angle, disrupting his palm skills.

    For a moment, several people fought together in a group, fighting fiercely in the tent, and they were inseparable. However, no one came in to check. Those people had been restrained by Xie Zhongweng and the others and could not move.

    "Your martial arts practice is in vain!" A sweet voice suddenly sounded, and Jiang Nanyun's graceful figure suddenly appeared in the tent, with a pink face and a sinister look, glaring at Xie Zhongweng and the others.

    "Gang leader, I'm ashamed of myself!" Xie Zhongweng stood in the middle of the formation, directing everyone to set up the formation, while loudly apologizing.

    Jiang Nanyun was wearing a moon-white Luo shirt, and he had a noble and elegant demeanor. He glanced at Ding Mian and Lehou, his body swayed, disappeared from the place, and appeared behind Ding Mian. He raised his slender palm and was about to hit his chest.

    At this moment, a figure suddenly shot in from outside, like a black smoke, and suddenly came to Jiang Nanyun, raising his palm to meet her jade palm.

    There was a sneer at the corner of Jiang Nanyun's mouth, but he did not withdraw his attack. He clashed with the opponent's broad palm, and there was a "bang" sound, like two rocks hitting each other, making a muffled sound, and both of them took a step back.
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