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Volume 3 Smiling Proud Chapter 222 Distress

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    Chapter 222 Distress

    "Master, you have to be careful when you kill people from the Songshan sect." Jiang Nanyun held a white jade cup and leaned on the railing, with a smile as bright as a flower and extremely charming.

    They stood on the corridor between Ruoshui Pavilion and Qixia Pavilion, looking at the swaying lake water under the light. The light and shadow seemed to come alive, and the light rain fell on it, causing shallow ripples.

    "Songshan Sect" Xiao Yuesheng raised his glass and looked into the distance, with bright lights in his eyes, a smile on his lips, and he shook his head.

    Song Mengjun's beautiful eyes flashed and she glanced at him. Her bright eyes were full of light, like the lake under the cloister. In the past, if she saw Xiao Yuesheng's expression like this, she would have looked down upon him and thought he was too arrogant. But looking at it today, she felt that he was too arrogant.  I feel free and relaxed.

    Su Qingqing stood next to Jiang Nanyun, leaning against the railing, taking a sip of wine, twisting her delicate tongue, tasting it carefully, and turned to Xiao Yuesheng's direction: "Mr. Xiao, the Songshan Sect is so rampant, can Shaolin Wudang just let it go?"  ?¡±

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly, looked at Su Qingqing and Song Mengjun, shook his head and said: "Shaolin Wudang will never hold back, but it will not show itself in front of others and damage its reputation."

    "Sister Su, we cannot speculate on the methods of these sects." Song Mengjun glanced at Xiao Yuesheng and said lightly.

    Su Qingqing¡¯s bright eyes flickered, and she glanced at their faces respectively, pursed her lips, smiled, and nodded: ¡°For offending the Songshan Sect because of me, Mr. Xiao, this little girl owes you a lot of love!¡±

    "Miss Su, you're welcome." Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled.

    Jiang Nanyun chuckled and said, "Sister Su, don't think so, the Songshan Sect has nothing to do with Master!"

    ¡°Oh¡ª¡ª?¡± Su Qingqing opened her bright eyes curiously.

    Jiang Nanyun chuckled, as if a silver bell was ringing in the air, and with a sweet smile, he recounted his experience in Luoyang City, and told about his enmity with the Songshan Sect.

    Su Qingqing listened with rapt attention, while Song Mengjun had a calm face, ears pricked up, and listened very seriously. This is a secret in the martial arts, and it is difficult for others to know.

    Xiao Yuesheng was leaning against the railing, swaying his wine glass, looking outside and at the rainy scene. They were whispering and laughing in his ears. Their voices were different and each had its own charm.

    Half an hour later, Xiao Yuesheng said goodbye and left to practice Kung Fu, while Liu Jing stayed.

    Although he stood there without saying a word, like a wooden stake, as soon as he left, the atmosphere around him seemed to change, the faint excitement also dissipated, and they lost interest. They left the pavilion on the lake and returned to the south.  Rain Pavilion.

    Liu Jing also followed them. For a while, Xiao Yuesheng had been practicing day and night. She felt lonely by herself, so she chatted with Jiang Nanyun as a companion.

    Nanyuge is divided into three floors with many rooms. She lives in the middle room on the third floor. She opens the window and can enjoy the scenery of the West Lake.

    This room was very large. All four girls stayed here that night, drinking wine and looking at the scenery outside the window. They occasionally chatted for a while until they fell asleep at midnight.

    In the early morning of the second day, the girls got up and practiced martial arts for a while in the flower garden outside to stretch their muscles.

    Su Qingqing stayed in the villa, but Song Mengjun had to leave. After breakfast, he walked out of the gate of Guanyun Villa.

    Outside the gate of Xiao Mansion, four girls in elegant clothes stood with their swords in hand, looking heroic.

    A gust of wind blew by, and the sword spikes fluttered, but they remained motionless, their bright eyes focused on the blue-black door of Xiao Mansion.

    ¡°The four young girls all have bright eyes, white teeth, picturesque eyebrows, and exquisite facial features. They are rare beauties. Standing together, they form a beautiful scenery.

    Five or six feet away behind the four women, a dozen big men in black stood in a fan shape, completely blocking the straight road. They all stood lazily with their arms folded, but they exuded a strong aura, as if a tiger was taking a nap.  generally.

    The morning sun was shining brightly, but it rained all night last night. The dryness in the soil was washed away completely, and the air became extremely fresh. I wanted to take a bite. The surrounding woods were washed and became greener.

    A dozen people stood there quietly, not saying a word, just listening to the movement inside the gate. They couldn't hear a sound, and they all felt strange. They looked at each other, exchanging thoughts with their eyebrows, not knowing that this was the effect of the formation.

    "Pa" The side door was suddenly opened, and Song Mengjun, dressed in a Yue White House outfit, stepped out with elegant and proud steps.

    "Gang leader!" Everyone cheered up, clasped their fists, and said in unison.

    Song Mengjun swept his bright eyes and waved his jade hands with a cold expression. Behind him, Xiao Yuesheng, Liu Jing, Jiang Nanyun, and Su Qingqing walked out.

    The original four young girls stepped forward and stood behind Song Mengjun, like four shadows, and the other tenSeveral big men also took two steps closer.

    Seeing such power, Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and smiled and said: "Sister Song, having such a group of loyal brothers is really enviable!"

    Song Mengjun glanced at the crowd behind him, shook his head, his beautiful face thawed, and he smiled toothily: "It's easy to laugh at me, Sister Jiang, don't make fun of me!"

    Liu Jing and Su Qingqing pursed their lips and chuckled. Xiao Yuesheng also smiled slightly, cupped his fists and saluted without saying anything. Song Mengjun only glanced at him and mostly talked to Liu Jing and the three girls.

    The gang members on the side looked unmoved, but were secretly surprised. The gang leader was always decisive and cold as ice. How could he ever see someone talking like this!

    After saying some words, Song Mengjun said goodbye and left. Everyone went back home. Xiao Yuesheng continued to practice. Jiang Nanyun went to Changsha to help out. When he met Pan Hou, Liu Jing and Su Qingqing got together to study embroidery and Jiangnan  The Acupuncture God's West Lake Drizzle picture has been studied over and over again.

    Southwest corner of Lin'an City, Qinghua Gang General Altar

    Directly facing the Qingbo Gate, at the end of the street, there are two large houses. The walls have been opened to form the main altar of the Qinghua Gang. It looks very ordinary. There are no big men guarding the door. It is as ordinary as ordinary people, only faintly visible.  The sounds of swords clashing and hissing shouts alerted people to the fact that he was not a kind person.

    There are five locust trees planted in front of the door. The trees are towering and have lush leaves, forming a shade and covering the door.

    At this time, in the shade of the tree in front of the gate, stood a burly old man with a purplish complexion. He was wearing a simple suit of Ge clothes, with a lion's nose and a wide mouth, a mighty look, and slender white hair.  Go up and be bold and generous.

    He stood upright, his waist like a javelin, but there was a trace of anxiety between his brows, staring in the direction of Qingbo Gate.

    Song Mengjun led everyone back to the main altar and entered the Qingbo Gate. He saw the old man from a distance, took two steps and shouted: "Uncle Chen!"

    The mighty old man was immediately overjoyed. He took two steps forward to greet her and said with excitement, "Miss!"

    The two of them met, and Song Mengjun's cold face melted away, revealing a smile: "Uncle Chen, come in and talk!"

    "Miss, you're fine, I can rest assured!" Uncle Chen smiled, looked at her, and laughed, "So what about the people from the Songshan Sect? How can they do anything to get rid of Miss?!"

    "Uncle Chen!" Song Mengjun shook his head, took his right arm and walked into the main altar.

    Four young girls walked in front and pushed the door open. Everyone came to the main altar. As soon as they entered, they saw a dozen people standing inside the door.

    "Gang leader!" Seeing her coming in, everyone shouted in unison, looking excited.

    Song Mengjun nodded, with a calm expression. He glanced at everyone with his bright eyes, waved his hands and said, "I'm fine, you all go on your way!"

    Everyone dispersed one after another. They were the upper echelons of the Blue and White Gang. When they heard that the gang leader was approached by people from the Songshan Sect, they were secretly worried and hurriedly sent people to support them, but it was over. Later, they heard that they had gone to Guanyun Villa and felt relieved.  Come.

    Although the relationship with Xiao Yuesheng is average, Song Mengjun and Miss Jiang from Guanyun Villa are close friends and have a very close friendship. They were saved last time, so there is no need to worry.

    At this time, seeing that the gang leader was safe, they did not dare to be nagging anymore and hurriedly dispersed to avoid being angered. The majesty of the gang leader could not be offended.

    Uncle Chen saw him at the side and shook his head secretly.

    Arriving in the hall, Uncle Chen asked about the experience of his trip, and listened to Song Mengjun's eloquent talk, nodding his head.

    "This Songshan sect, relying on its power to do whatever they want, is really hateful!" Uncle Chen slammed the table and snorted: "This time, they actually set their sights on us. This is intolerable, but who can't be tolerated!"

    Song Mengjun shook his head and sighed, with a hint of sadness on his cold jade face.

    "Miss, what's wrong?" Uncle Chen asked anxiously, as if he was caring for his daughter.

    "With the strength of our Blue and White Gang, we are just fighting against the Songshan Sect with an egg against a stone!" Song Mengjun shook his head and sighed.

    ¡°But they are bullying me, is it possible that I really want to submit to the Songshan Sect?!¡± Uncle Chen snorted loudly.

    Song Mengjun shook his head, frowned, and fell into deep thought.

    "Don't worry, Miss. Now that the Songshan Sect has lost another good player, I'm afraid you won't dare to come to Lin'an City again!" Uncle Chen consoled him.
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