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Volume 3 Smiling Proud Chapter 192 Zhong Lian

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    Chapter 192 Zhonglian

    It was noon at this time, and the sun was too bright outside. People shopping were looking for places to sit down, and teahouses were a good place to go.

    At this time, on the second floor, there was a lot of excitement and crowds of people. From time to time, there were cheers and loud noises, which made the teahouse shake and made people feel frightened.

    The stairs were already full of people, and Xiao Yuesheng walked straight in. Everyone in front of him felt a strong surge, as if they were in the waves. They stumbled a few steps involuntarily to make way, and Xiao Yuesheng slowed down.  Go up the ladder slowly.

    The second floor was still full of people, and people formed a circle to make way for a large space. Among them, Pan Hou and Song Mengjun were facing each other, and two people were fighting.

    Before they could get into the circle, Zhou Xiaoyu in the crowd hurriedly waved. She and Liu Jing were standing on the periphery of the crowd and did not go in.

    The three of them walked over. Liu Jing was wearing a veil, covering her beautiful face. She was shy, but she became more and more beautiful, her face was as radiant as snow, attracting the attention of others.

    When Jiang Nanyun encountered such a situation, he treated it as if he hadn't seen it before, and regarded it as normal, and didn't care about the eyes of others. But Liu Jing was shy, but couldn't stand the gaze of others. Every time she went out, she always had to wear a white gauze, making her look hazy.  distinguish.

    "Brother!" Liu Jing called out in a low voice, her bright eyes on the white gauze turned, showing joy, and she breathed out a sigh of relief, with a faint fragrance, like orchid and musk deer.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled and nodded, turning his head to look into the field.

    People around her were paying attention. Although Liu Jing was wearing a veil and it was difficult to see clearly, her graceful figure and elegant movements had attracted attention. When she saw a man appearing next to her, resentment suddenly surged in her heart.

    "Master, do we want to go in?" Jiang Nanyun asked in a low voice, his bright eyes flashing across the crowd, feeling chilly.

    As soon as everyone's eyes met hers, they turned their heads involuntarily, not daring to look at each other again, knowing that this aunt was not a good person.

    "Well, let's go in and have a look." Xiao Yuesheng nodded.

    Jiang Nanyun hesitated: "But, which side should we help?"

    "Of course it's you, Uncle Pan!" Xiao Yuesheng turned to look at her, as if surprised, his heavy brows furrowed.

    Jiang Nanyun said hurriedly: "But Miss Song is not a bad person"

    "I'll help you, but I won't help you!" Xiao Yuesheng snorted, lowered his face, turned around and stepped forward slowly.

    The people in front of him only felt the surge of force, and they couldn't help but give way. When they looked back, they cursed secretly, but did not dare to say it out loud.

    Jiang Nanyun pouted and took Liu Jing's jade arm: "Master's wife, look at Master, he is so cruel to others!"

    "He's just so unreasonable, don't worry about him." Liu Jing patted Jiang Nanyun's little hand, pursed her lips and smiled.

    The two of them followed Xiao Yuesheng and slowly entered the inner circle as the crowd moved out of the way.

    Pan Hou was wearing a green shirt, and his tall and thin body was quite elegant. At this time, his face was red, his eyes were fierce, and he glared at Song Mengjun in front of him.

    Song Mengjun is dressed in a light green Luo shirt, still in men's clothing. On his head is a melon skin hat with white jade inlaid in it. His face looks like powder, his lips look like red paint, and his eyes are dotted with paint. He is really extremely handsome.

    It¡¯s just that her expression is still as cold as ice, and she refuses people thousands of miles away. Once she takes a look at her, she will retreat and dare not come near.

    The two people on the field were a man and a woman. The man was about forty years old, with a face like a crown of jade, and three strands of beard fluttering under his chin. He had a slender figure, a long sword that fluttered like the wind, and his body movements were light and agile.  Indescribably chic.

    His opponent is a young girl with a strong and graceful figure, a beautiful face, and a heroic figure between her eyebrows. The long sword in her hand is like rain, but there is a needle hidden in it.

    The two of them fought together in an indescribably harmonious and beautiful way. Although they were fighting to the death, it looked like a sword dance.

    "They are not mediocre!" Jiang Nanyun stood next to Xiao Yuesheng and said in a low voice.

    Zhou Xiaoqing and Zhou Xiaoyu nodded together, their movements were consistent, their eyes were fixed on the two people on the field, and they saw every move in their eyes, and they had great insights.

    The swordsmanship of these two people is quite high, similar to the level of the two of them. Watching it up close, you can gain a lot of insights. The opportunity is so rare that you don¡¯t bother to talk.

    Behind Pan Hou, there were three men standing. In addition to Elder Song, who had never left his side, there were two middle-aged men. One had a full beard, a tall and burly figure, with bulging muscles, and his thin clothes seemed to be stretched.  Broken, with thick knuckles on both hands, you can tell at a glance that he is a foreign expert.

    The other one is thin and short, about fifty or sixty years old, with mixed black and white hair, looking older, with slightly drooped eyelids, as if he is sleeping but not sleeping.

    Jiangnan Yunshui's gaze passed over the burly man and fell on the witheredThe phoenix eyes of the young old man narrowed slightly, and a bright light flashed past.

    "Master, it seems that Master Pan has the advantage!" Jiangnan Yunming's eyes turned away from the skinny old man and turned to Xiao Yuesheng.

    "Yeah." Xiao Yuesheng nodded, obviously seeing that the skinny old man had extraordinary skills, and Song Mengjun and others across from him were no match for him.

    "Then are we still going out?" Liu Jing asked in a low voice.

    Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her and saw that she didn't want to stand out, so she must be in trouble. He sighed in his heart, this Song Mengjun was really amazing, he could make his wife like him with just one effort, and he was impartial.

    Liu Jing didn¡¯t want to get into trouble. Although she had a good impression of Song Mengjun, it was also because she had a peaceful temperament, acted in a reasonable manner, and did not favor others just because of her closeness.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly and said: "Madam, this Gang Leader Song has no chance with us, so there is no need to have too high expectations."

    "But" Liu Jing hesitated and hesitated.

    "Alas," Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, sighed helplessly, patted her jade shoulder, and said warmly: "Okay, I'll go and persuade you, just be a peacemaker!"

    After saying that, he turned around and yelled at Pan.

    The skinny old man suddenly opened his eyes, and in a flash, he appeared behind Pan Hou, facing Xiao Yuesheng, who was slowly walking over. His eyes were radiant, like sharp blades, staring at him closely, with an intimidating aura, as if  Like a tiger with bristling hair.

    "Brother!" Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly and called softly without paying attention.

    Pan Hou was staring at Song Mengjun closely, fearing that she would suddenly take action. When he heard Xiao Yuesheng's voice, his body trembled, his face showed joy, and he turned around sharply: "Brother!"

    At this moment, Song Mengjun's bright eyes glanced, and the figure of a girl behind her swayed, and suddenly rushed out, with the sword at her waist unsheathed, "Choke¡ª¡ª" a dragon roared, and a cold light suddenly appeared, stabbing the middle-aged man.

    "Despicable!" When Pan Ho heard the voice, he felt something was wrong. He turned around suddenly, shouted and grabbed her, but it was too late. He was ten feet away. No matter how fast he was, he couldn't block her sneak attack.  .

    Song Mengjun's foot slipped and he suddenly appeared in front of Pan Hou, blocking his forward momentum. He shook the jade fan in his hand, and a plum blossom on the fan came to life.

    "Gang Leader Pan is too anxious!" Song Mengjun smiled faintly, but it was a sarcastic sneer. His slender phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed, glowing with cold light, and his aura was fierce.

    "It's this move again, extremely despicable!" Pan Hou shouted with his eyes wide open, his hair and beard spread out. Seeing that the middle-aged man blocked the sneak attack, he felt happy again and laughed loudly: "So what if there are two, it's not just us.  There¡¯s nothing you can do!¡±

    "Let's see how long you can be proud of it!" Song Mengjun snorted coldly, closed the jade fan, and took a step back, but still guarded against Pan Hou's attack.

    The middle-aged man was fighting one against two. Although it was difficult, he could still withstand it.

    Pan Hou felt relieved, as long as he escaped the sneak attack, it would be no big deal. If nothing could be done, Elder Song would rush forward.

    He turned around, hugged Xiao Yuesheng, who was watching quietly, shook his head and sighed: "Brother, I'm neglecting you I'm letting you see a joke again!"

    "Brother, why are you so polite?" Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand, looked at the three people present, glanced at Song Mengjun, and said calmly: "Why does eldest brother have the same knowledge as her in public?"

    Song Mengjun also saw Xiao Yuesheng, narrowed her slender eyes, glanced at his face twice, and then turned her head away, as if she hadn't seen him or recognized him.

    "This little bitch makes me angry when I see her, and I can't help it!" Pan Hou spread his hands helplessly, shook his head and sighed.

    He knew that his brother was a proud and dignified brother who never liked to argue with women, and he would never bully a woman in public.

    "That's all for today, don't make others laugh." Xiao Yuesheng said slowly with a calm face.

    "Okay, listen to brother!" Pan Ho nodded and agreed happily.

    The skinny old man behind Pan Hou was shining brightly, staring at Xiao Yuesheng with no scruples, and his eyes were somewhat unkind.

    "Song, for the sake of my brother, I will spare your life today!" Pan Hou turned around and shouted loudly.

    "Who spared whose life? You can turn the truth around!" Song Mengjun hummed, his slightly hoarse voice seeming to ring in everyone's ears.

    She glanced at Xiao Yuesheng lightly, sneered, and waved her hands gently. The two girls who were taking action quickly withdrew their swords, jumped out of the circle, and jumped back behind her.

    "The next time we meet, it won't be so cheap!" Pan Hou sneered.

    Song Mengjun glanced at him lightly, his eyes full of contempt and disdain.

    "You" Pan Hong's anger suddenly surged up, and his eyes were red. He couldn't bear to see such a look.?
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