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- Chapter 188: Mistake
After restraining several big men, Xiao Yuesheng glanced at them, turned around and slowly went downstairs.
There were two people on the first floor taking action, moving around, punching and palming, without using weapons, and they seemed to be without a trace of anger.
The fourth daughter of Jiangnan Yun was standing on the stairs, holding on to the handrail next to her, looking down at her without saying a word, looking attentively.
Hearing Xiao Yuesheng's slight footsteps, Jiang Nanyun turned his head and smiled, took two steps lightly, stepped onto the two steps, and stood with Xiao Yuesheng.
"A hero saves a beauty, master, it's another good story!" Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and whispered in a low voice, his bright eyes were like water, and with a slight glance, the waves were flowing, with a hint of teasing.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly, without any excuse, as if he was pleased with himself. Jiang Nanyun snorted, glanced at him, turned his head, and stopped looking at him, as if he was angry.
The first floor is quite empty, except for a table and a few embroidery piers, and nothing else, with light gauze curtains fluttering around it.
Two people were fighting together. A middle-aged man, with a face like a crown jewel and a burly figure. He was dressed in white and had a flowing beard under his chin. He looked quite gentlemanly and elegant.
The other person is an extremely handsome young man, wearing a sapphire blue gown and a lavender melon-skin hat with a piece of beautiful jade inlaid on it. He seems to be a playboy from a wealthy family.
He has a melon-shaped face, slender eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and is extremely cold and arrogant. His eyes turn open and closed with a cold and derisive meaning, which is awe-inspiring.
When Xiao Yuesheng saw it, he couldn't help but smile.
"Master, have you noticed it too?" Jiang Nanyun turned his head and smiled, seeming to have forgotten what he was angry about just now.
"It's easy to make a hairpin." Xiao Yuesheng nodded lightly.
The middle-aged man used boxing techniques, his figure was calm and his bearing was fierce. Every time he punched, the surrounding curtains fluttered, and the wind of the boxing was fierce and fierce.
Every time he punched, his face became ferocious, like a glaring King Kong, as if he had used all the strength in his body.
The handsome young man opposite was pale, without a trace of blood, and there was a trace of blood red at the corner of his mouth, as if he had suffered internal injuries.
He used palm techniques, which fluttered like a flower. He only controlled the force and did not dare to meet head-on. However, his steps were agile and his body was light. For a moment, he was evenly matched.
"She is injured?" Xiao Yuesheng asked Jiang Nanyun softly.
Jiang Nanyun shook his head, his eyes flickered, he rolled his eyes at him, and replied with a slight snort: "It's poisoning!"
Seeing Xiao Yuesheng's questioning eyes, Jiang Nanyun then whispered: "She was plotted and poisoned before."
"That's it." Xiao Yuesheng nodded and looked at the fierce and ruthless middle-aged man. Judging from his demeanor, he didn't look like someone who poisoned and plotted. People should not be judged by their appearance, and that was indeed the case.
"Song, today next year will be the anniversary of your death!" The middle-aged man exhaled and punched out, like a cannon soaring into the sky, towards the opponent's door.
"Despicable!" the handsome young man scolded coldly, his voice hoarse and seductive, and you could tell it was a woman's accent.
"For the sake of my little brother, it doesn't matter if I act mean for once!" The middle-aged man sneered, with a ferocious face, and gritted his teeth: "I want to use your head to sacrifice my little brother's spirit in heaven!"
The woman surnamed Song sneered, her face full of mockery, her slender figure stepped back lightly, her white jade-like palm lightly moved forward, and she gently pressed her fist against hers.
The windy right fist suddenly changed direction. He used too much force, and his body couldn't help but rush forward. When he saw the palm coming, he hurriedly punched his left fist, and with a "bang" sound, the fists and palms met.
"Crack" A wooden table was smashed into pieces. After the woman surnamed Song hit the wooden table, she kept staggering, stumbling and then retreating.
"Death¡ª¡ª!" The middle-aged man followed closely, kicked his feet and punched her straight into her chest with a whirring sound!
The woman surnamed Song staggered, her face remained cold and unchanging, she retreated but did not panic, her palms made arcs, like the silk-wrapped hands of Tai Chi.
"Master?" Jiang Nanyun whispered.
Xiao Yuesheng's eyes were still looking at the field, and he shook his head, his expression was indifferent, as if he was careless.
Jiangnan Yunming's eyes turned and she rolled her eyes at him. She could only stomp her feet bitterly, snorted, and turned around to stare at the two of them.
Liu Jing clenched her sleeves with her hands, her knuckles turned white, she was so nervous that she was completely unaware of what the master and disciple were saying.
The jade palm met the iron fist. Although it kept drawing arcs and resisted the force with silk winding strength, its own internal strength was rapidly exhausted.
With a "bang" sound, the punch hit her and she flew straight up, hitting the wall with her back.
"Bang!" A louder sound came out, and she slowly slid down, blood pouring out from the corner of her mouth, her face was covered with red cloth, as red as blood.
?"Haha, let's see if you die!" The middle-aged man let out a long laugh, with a slightly crazy expression, but still clear and sweet.
He rushed forward, and in a blink of an eye he was in front of the woman, and kicked her down. Liu Jing let out a soft "Ah" and turned her eyes away, unable to bear witnessing.
Although she possesses superb martial arts skills, most of them come from the method of dual cultivation. Her thoughts always stay on the understanding that she does not know martial arts. She will forget martial arts until the critical moment.
Jiang Nanyun's body swayed, disappeared suddenly, and appeared in front of the middle-aged man. With a slight flick of his sleeves, he staggered and took two steps back. He was unable to kick up with the wind.
"Choke -" "Choke -" sounded like a dragon's roar, two long swords were unsheathed, and the two sisters Zhou Xiaoqing and Zhou Xiaoyu rushed out and stood in front of him, glaring at him with bright eyes.
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and glanced at Jiang Nanyun in the distance.
Jiang Nanyun disappeared again and appeared in front of Xiao Yuesheng, saying softly: "Master"
Xiao Yuesheng snorted lightly, his face remained calm, he just glanced at her, but he secretly made a note of this in his heart.
Jiangnan Yun Bingxue is smart and knows her master very well. Seeing his calm expression, she knew something was wrong and quickly turned around and called Liu Jing in a low voice: "Master"
"Nanyun reacted quickly and saved a life!" Liu Jing took her hand and smiled, her face full of approval.
"She doesn't need you to save her at all!" Xiao Yuesheng snorted and glared at Jiang Nanyun angrily: "My eyes are hazy, what are you looking at all day long?!"
Jiang Nanyun was startled, and quickly turned around to look over there. The woman had stood up, her face was pale, with a weak and sad look, but her eyes were shining and compelling.
" Seeing this, Jiang Nanyun understood that the woman was indeed not in a desperate situation. She was afraid that she had a trump card, but she just didn't use it.
She gave a toothy smile, a bit flattering, and her bright eyes were as bright as a crescent moon.
However, Xiao Yuesheng turned his face away and looked at the situation in the field. A fight was about to start over there. Zhou Xiaoqing and Zhou Xiaoyu stood side by side, swords across their chests, glaring at the middle-aged man with eager eyes.
"This is the grudge between me and Song, why do you get involved?!" The middle-aged man snorted coldly, slowly drew his sword, and his eyes were like blades, sweeping back and forth on the faces of the two women.
"You two sisters, thank you for your kindness. I'll do it myself!" The woman named Song walked up to the two girls, cupped her fists and saluted, but her voice was still very cold.
"Are you going to make it?" Zhou Xiaoyu asked softly, with concern on her face.
She nodded slowly, glanced sideways at the middle-aged man, and said coldly: "I still have some strength left to deal with this despicable person!"
Zhou Xiaoqing nodded, took a step back, put away the sword, and was about to return it to its sheath. The woman suddenly trembled and vomited another mouthful of blood.
"No, you'd better treat the injury first!" Zhou Xiaoqing stepped forward to support her and took out a porcelain bottle from her arms.
"No need, I have medicine for my injuries." The woman waved her hand, took out a porcelain bottle from her arms, poured out a red pill, put it into her mouth, and swallowed it.
Zhou Xiaoyu took a step forward, puffed out her chest, stared at the middle-aged man, and hummed softly: "When the road is rough, draw your sword to help, we will take care of this matter!"
"In that case, I will help you!" The middle-aged man looked ferocious, smiled coldly, and thrust out his sword.
Not to be outdone, Zhou Xiaoyu also thrust out a sword, moving his body and body very fast, with fierce momentum and full air, already showing the demeanor of a famous master.
Zhou Xiaoqing followed him up, softly shouted "offended", and stabbed out with a sword, which was extremely gentle. Attacking him will save him. When he was halfway, he shook his wrist, drew a sword flower, and covered the three major Tanzhong points on his chest.
The two of them, one strong and the other soft, kneaded together perfectly. Within a few moves, the middle-aged man was overwhelmed and found it difficult to resist.
"The combination of two swords is really extraordinary!" Jiang Nanyun patted the handrail of the stairs and exclaimed in admiration.
Xiao Yuesheng also nodded lightly. This set of swordsmanship combined by two people is indeed quite seamless, but it is very rare for ordinary people to use it. They need to be in tune with each other and have a tacit understanding. Otherwise, if there is a slight mistake, it will be impossible to achieve success. Anti-canine, powerful and useless.
"Master, the master of the two sisters must be an expert!" Jiang Nanyun turned to Xiao Yuesheng and said.
"Yes." Xiao Yuesheng nodded and glanced casually, his eyes lightly resting on them, but the sword skills of the two were already imprinted in his mind.
After counting the swords, there was a "chi" sound, and the middle-aged man was hit by a sword in his right arm. His forearm was stabbed, and blood gushed out like a fountain, suddenly staining the sleeves of his arm red.
"Okay! Okay!" The middle-aged man sneered, stepped back, looked deeply at Zhou Xiaoqing and Zhou Xiaoyu, his eyes were sharp, and then turned around.He stepped off the edge of the boat, jumped out, jumped onto another boat, and disappeared.
"Today's revenge will be repaid generously!" His voice floated in the wind outside.
Soon, Hua Fang drove away slowly and gradually disappeared on the lake.
"My Lord Song Meng, thank you for your help!" Her complexion was a little better, not as bloodless as before, and her voice was still slightly hoarse, with a seductive magnetism.
Jiang Nanyun immediately turned his head and looked at Xiao Yuesheng, with waves of light flowing in his bright eyes, half smiling.
They were sitting in a room on the second floor of Huafang. Everything was decorated brightly and brightly.
The four women who escaped earlier have come over and are standing behind Song Mengjun. They are all beautiful and heroic.
They seemed to be lifeless, standing upright and motionless, with the curtains drawn, their expressions unchanged, not listening or listening.
Song Mengjun's face was pale and weak, but his jade face was as cold as ice, as if he could not smile. He held his fists and thanked Xiao Yuesheng and the others.
"Miss Song is so polite." Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand and asked calmly: "Isn't the girl the leader Song of the Blue and White Gang?"
"It's just the little girl." Song Mengjun nodded, his expression cold, and his eyes moved away as soon as he touched her.
Although she acted against others, she had a sharp eye and heard everything. She knew that Xiao Yuesheng had never had the idea of ??saving her. She was very disgusted in her heart and was too lazy to hide it, so she showed it directly.
Jiangnan Yunming turned his eyes and understood. He glanced at the master and laughed secretly. However, when he saw the four women opposite him sneaking glances from time to time, he felt angry.
"That guy's martial arts is pretty good. I can't beat him alone!" Zhou Xiaoyu hummed sweetly, with a smug smile on her face.
"Xiaoyu!" Zhou Xiaoqing gently pulled her sleeve.
Song Mengjun said: "He is Wu Ruoye, the leader of the Haitian Gang. Although he is despicable and shameless, his martial arts is really powerful."
"Haitian Gang?" Zhou Xiaoqing frowned slightly.
"He is the leader of the Haitian Gang?!" Zhou Xiaoyu shouted in surprise.
Song Mengjun nodded and looked at the two of her suspiciously, as if he was surprised that they were making such a fuss.
"Oh, Master ordered us to send him a letter!" Zhou Xiaoyu opened her full mouth.
"Puch" chuckled, Jiang Nanyun covered her mouth, her jade body trembled, and kept laughing.
"Sister Jiang, what's wrong?" Zhou Xiaoyu asked in surprise with her bright eyes open.
"No, it's nothing" Jiang Nanyun put down the hand covering his mouth, waved and shook his head, but couldn't help but laugh.
Seeing the glare from Xiao Yuesheng, she hurriedly put away her smile and said gently: "Poisoning and plotting is unjust and aboveboard. We can't just sit back and watch, and we can't blame Sister Xiaoyu."
"Huh, yes, Master blamed it, and I said so too!" Zhou Xiaoyu nodded vigorously and breathed a sigh of relief. - 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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