-
Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading
Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in oicq.net -> Wuxia -> Taoist priests in Jin Yong s world Volume Three: Smiling Proud Chapter 235: Retreating from the Enemy
Previous page Return to Catalog Next page
- Chapter 235: Retreating the Enemy
"Zhao Xiaosi, your swordsmanship has improved a lot!" Su Qingqing frowned, swung her sword, and her sword moves were fierce. She was obviously better than Zhao Xiaosi.
"Zhao Xiaosi is not his real name, but because he is ranked fourth, Su Qingqing always jokingly calls him this.
"I admire Miss's martial arts so much!" Zhao Xiaosi said with a smile, but he was unambiguous in his hand. Each sword strike was as fast as a sword. He secretly held back a lot of energy. He has never won a victory since he was a child. Su Qingqing is really beneath his dignity as a man.
"Let me show you what a one-word electric sword is!" Su Qingqing pursed her lips tightly, her face as cold as ice, unmoved.
After saying that, she suddenly sheathed her sword and held it across her chest. Her eyelids were drooped and her bright eyes were slightly squinted, revealing only two thin rays of light, illuminating Zhao Xiaosi.
Zhao Xiaosi¡¯s smile disappeared, and his face was solemn, as serious as a different person. As a disciple of the Su family, he knew the power of the one-word electric sword.
Everyone around them had already avoided the two of them. Although the master had given the order, she was his own young lady after all, the little princess of the Su family. She was loved by thousands of people. If she was hurt, even if the master would not pursue her, Su would not be held accountable. The rest of the family will not spare him either.
They did not dare to touch Su Qingqing, so they all besieged Song Mengjun, but they did not kill her. They wanted to exhaust her strength and finally stopped. She was the lady's friend. If she hurt her, the lady would not spare her.
The situation on the wall was quite lively, but not intense. The two people who were knocked down by Su Qingqing had been placed aside and were not in serious trouble.
"Hi¡ª¡ª" There was a sharp roar, and a flash of cold lightning appeared. Su Qingqing followed the sword and walked with incredible speed, as if a bolt of lightning suddenly appeared in the sky.
Zhao Xiaosi kicked his feet hard and swung his long sword while retreating quickly, forming several sword flowers that bloomed in front of his chest, shining silvery white.
Su Qingqing¡¯s long sword was like lightning, it struck instantly and crashed into several sword flowers.
"Ding!" There was a clear sound, and Zhao Xiaosi's retreating figure accelerated as if struck by thunder, retreating even faster, and suddenly hit the tall mast.
"Kala" the mast broke straight and fell slowly.
Zhao Xiaosi slowly slid down from the mast and sat on the deck. He smiled bitterly, his face was pale, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, and he stared blankly at Su Qingqing, who was standing with his sword across.
Su Qingqing¡¯s face was like snow, her expression was cold, her bright eyes were as cold as ice, and her aura was sharper than the sword in her hand.
At this time, Su Qingqing was heroic and energetic. She was no longer as frail as she was at the beginning, as if she was a different person.
Song Mengjun swung his long sword and drew a curtain of light, forcing everyone away. He stepped aside and retreated to Su Qingqing. He said calmly: "Sister Su, your sword skills are good!"
"Sister Song, I'm still far away!" Su Qingqing shook her head, showing dissatisfaction.
Song Mengjun shook his head, with the sword light still flashing in front of his eyes, and sighed: "The Jiangnan Su family is indeed worthy of its reputation!"
"Sister Song, don't laugh at me!" Su Qingqing said in a sweet voice.
A smile appeared on Song Mengjun's cold face. She knew in her heart that the people around her were all very capable. Together, they could capture her, but they were just showing mercy.
"Uncle Ninth!" Su Qingqing's eyes widened and she exclaimed.
Uncle Jiu appeared in front of her at some point. He looked at the two of them with piercing eyes, his expression was gentle, and he said harmoniously: "Qingqing, I didn't expect that your swordsmanship is so advanced!"
"Uncle Ninth" Su Qingqing was speechless.
"I remember you couldn't use the one-word electric sword beforeOkay, okay! It seems that these days, you have not given up your martial arts skills!" Uncle Jiu's face was full of praise.
"Uncle Jiu, are you going to take action against me?" Su Qingqing's bright eyes dimmed, revealing a sad look.
¡°Little girl, I¡¯ve learned all these little tricks a long time ago, they¡¯re useless!¡± The middle-aged man stroked his beard under his chin and said with a smile.
Although he smiled, his whole body was filled with an aura of calmness and dignity, which was quite similar to Xiao Yuesheng.
"Okay, let's take a look at the sword!" Su Qingqing's delicate nose wrinkled, her look of sadness suddenly disappeared, and the long sword stabbed out at an extremely fast speed.
In front of Uncle Jiu, who had watched her grow up since she was a child, she seemed to have turned into an eccentric little girl.
Uncle Ninth¡¯s name is Su Yingzhong, and he is the ninth brother of Su Yingfang, the current head of the Su family. The two are nearly twenty years apart in age.
Su Yingzhong was born. Her mother gave birth because she was too old and died in childbirth. She was adopted by her sister-in-law since she was a child, and she was Su Qingqing's mother. After Su Qingqing was born, her mother also died of being too weak. Her father was busy, and Su Ying Zhong has always taken care of her.
Therefore, the relationship between the two is the most intimate.
Su ?The heavy sword was not unsheathed. He turned sideways, avoiding the tip of the sword just right, and said with a smile: "Little girl, your sword skills are all taught by me. Is it possible that you still want to be better than your master?" !¡±
Su Qingqing remained silent, pursed her red lips tightly, her bright eyes full of stubbornness, and she swung her long sword, thrusting out one sword after another, getting more and more fierce.
Su Yingzhong smiled and shook his head, and said no more. The sword did not come out of its sheath, and she only relied on footwork and movement to dodge. She wanted to seize the white blade with her bare hands, but she gave up.
But as the sword moves unfolded, Su Qingqing's sword power surged and continued, the momentum became more and more vigorous, and the sword technique became more and more fierce. Later, every sword strike was accompanied by a hissing sound.
Su Yingzhong¡¯s face became serious, his brows wrinkled, and he felt confused in his heart. Su Qingqing¡¯s swordsmanship had improved by leaps and bounds. It was completely different from before, as if he had an adventure overnight.
Such a situation was extremely rare and strange. He was secretly happy, but he had to unsheath his sword, unable to catch it with his bare hands.
Amidst the sound of "ding ding", the swords of the two men kept clashing. Song Mengjun and the others had stopped and watched the competition between the two of them carefully.
The disciples of the Su family were mesmerized by what they saw. They didn't expect that the Su family's swordsmanship could be performed so well and so exquisitely. It was as if a new world had appeared before their eyes, like an enlightenment and a sudden enlightenment.
Song Mengjun also looked carefully. In the eyes of ordinary martial arts people, the Jiangnan Su family may not be aware of it, because they act in a low-key manner and seem to have faded out of the martial arts in recent decades.
But among the older generation of martial arts people, they are very familiar with the Su family. The Su family's swords are incredibly fast and extremely powerful, and their one-word electric swords are even rarer to rival.
While watching, she nodded secretly, and her reputation was well-deserved.
She suddenly felt something, and a faint fragrance came from her nose, which touched her heart and spleen. She quickly turned her head and saw Jiang Nanyun standing in a plain white Luo shirt.
"Sister Jiang" She called out in a low voice.
Jiang Nanyun smiled sweetly and waved her hands, and her mellow and soft voice came to Song Mengjun's ears: "Sister Song, let's take a look and then talk."
Song Mengjun nodded, stopped talking, and continued to admire the Su family's swordsmanship.
"No fight!" Su Qingqing suddenly laughed sweetly, stabbed with her long sword, and then took advantage of Su Yingzhong's dodge to quickly retreat and reach Jiang Nanyun's side.
"Sister Jiang, you are here!" Her face was full of joy, but her tone was slightly angry.
Jiangnan Yunran smiled cleverly, and her bright eyes swept past, her eyes like autumn water passing by, and finally fell on Su Qingqing: "Sister Su, am I late?"
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? As?Jiang Nanyun's gaze swept across, the Su family's children felt a stream of clear spring pouring into their eyes, their whole bodies suddenly became clear, and their minds were intoxicated.
"If you don't come again, I will be arrested!" Su Qingqing said scornfully.
Jiang Nanyun looked around, his eyes fixed on Su Yingzhong, and said with a faint smile: "If you don't leave, who will dare to catch you?"
"This one must be Sister Su's ninth uncle?" she asked with a smile.
"I wonder if the girl is?" Su Yingzhong frowned and asked in a deep voice, seemingly turning a blind eye to Jiang Nanyun's peerless charm.
"The little girl Jiang Nanyun is sister Su's good friend!" Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and smiled.
"Jiang Nan Yun?" Su Yingzhong frowned even more tightly and pondered, thoughtfully.
As a martial arts family, although it has disappeared in recent years, it has a solid foundation and is very well-informed. He has certainly heard about Jiang Nanyun's current fame in the martial arts world.
"Chief Jiang of the Qingping Gang?" Su Yingzhong asked slowly, his face becoming serious.
"That's the little girl." Jiang Nanyun nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Sister Su is having a great time here, I hope Uncle Jiu won't disturb her!"
Su Yingzhong remained silent, the expression on his face changing from bright to dark.
Jiang Nanyun¡¯s majesty has long been known for his cruelty and superb martial arts. He has no rival to this day. When the elders of the Su family commented on this woman, they used the word "unfathomable".
Su Yingzhong has great respect and trust for the elders in the family. Although they are not aggressive enough, when it comes to vision and sophistication, they are definitely not comparable to the younger generation.
"This is a family matter of the Su family, does Gang Leader Jiang have to have a hand in it?" Su Ying carefully considered her words and asked slowly, with a solemn look on her face.
Song Mengjun looked on and sighed. Although she was a good friend, she had a strong temper and often used Jiang Nanyun to spur herself on.
As the leader of the Blue and White Gang, this Ninth Uncle didn't take him seriously. Maybe in the eyes of the Su family, the small Blue and White Gang was not worth mentioning.
But as soon as Jiang Nanyun appeared, Uncle Jiu's face turned serious, as if facing a formidable enemy. When he spoke, he was also solemn and careful. It was obvious that Jiang Nanyun had brought him a great deal of trouble.??strength.
Although she felt a little tasteful, she was helpless. When it came to martial arts, she was far behind, and the Blue and White Gang was also far behind the Qingping Gang.
Jiang Nanyun smiled brightly at Su Yingzhong and said with a smile: "Logically speaking, you and Sister Su are from the same family, and I shouldn't meddle in other people's business. But since Sister Su is asking me for help, how can I just stand by and watch It's really right Can¡¯t stop!¡±
Su Yingzhong¡¯s face turned ugly. He turned around and glared at Xiaoxiang who was shrinking, and then looked at Su Qingqing: ¡°Qingqing, do you want our Su family to lose face?!¡±
"Uncle Ninth" Su Qingqing muttered, looking uneasy.
As the little princess of the Su family, she has been influenced by the family since she was a child. She has deep-rooted loyalty to the family and takes protecting the family as her own responsibility.
She bit her lower lip, thought for a long time, shook her head and said, "Uncle Jiu, forgive Qingqing for being unfilial, I can't go back with you!"
"Okay!Okay!" Su Yingzhong's face was extremely ugly, as gloomy as if it was about to rain. He stared at Su Qingqing and snorted coldly: "If your wings are hard, you won't take our Su family seriously! "
"Uncle Ninth!" Su Qingqing called hurriedly, with a pleading look in her eyes, as if begging him not to say any more.
Su Yingzhong snorted coldly, with a livid face, but finally couldn't bear it and stopped.
Jiang Nanyun has been watching quietly without interrupting, looking at Su Qingqing with bright eyes, not wanting to interfere with her choice.
Su Ying looked at Su Qingqing for a long time, then turned to look at Jiang Nanyun, and hummed to Su Qingqing: "Now that you have strong support at hand, I won't be embarrassed anymore!"
After saying that, he waved his hand, turned around and left.
Zhao Xiaosi and the others retreated slowly, in an orderly manner, with their hands on the hilts of their swords, ready to attack, as if they were on guard for Jiang Nanyun and Song Mengjun's sudden attack.
Song Mengjun snorted coldly when he saw this, and moved the hilt of the sword, causing their whole bodies to tense up like a bowstring, but she relaxed, as if she did it unintentionally.
Zhao Xiaosi and the others did not relax. They tensed their bodies and stood slowly on the bow of the boat. Only when Hua Fei gradually left did they relax.
¡°Master Jiu, why don¡¯t you take action?¡± Zhao Xiaosi approached Su Yingzhong and asked in a low voice.
It¡¯s not that he didn¡¯t know that it was really inappropriate to ask this question at this time. It was when Master Jiu was raging.
But he was really itching in his heart and couldn't bear to ask, as if several cats were scratching him non-stop, so he could only bite the bullet and ask slowly.
Su Yingzhong looked at him with a gloomy face and said nothing.
"Nine Masters" Zhao Xiaosi glanced at him, as if he had been stabbed by a sword, but still bravely asked in a low voice.
The dark clouds on Su Yingzhong's face seemed to have dispersed a little, and he stroked his beard and pondered. After a moment, he sighed longly and shook his head.
¡°Master Jiu, is it possible that Jiang Nanyun is someone you can¡¯t mess with?!¡± Zhao Xiaosi asked hesitantly, with a smile on his face, as if he didn¡¯t believe it either.
"Do you think our Su family is invincible?!" Su Ying glanced at him again and asked coldly.
Zhao Xiaosi nodded vigorously: "Our Su family has excellent swordsmanship and countless masters. If we were born in this world, how could the Songshan Sect be able to succeed?"
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????? off out
Su Yingzhong snorted heavily and shook his head.
¡°Master Jiu, I am young and ignorant. If there is something wrong, please ask Master Jiu to point me out!¡± Zhao Xiaosi chuckled, with a playful smile on his face.
"You think this way, but it is unreasonable. You must know that in the world of martial arts, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, Songshan Sect can be so majestic, isn't there a hidden master?!" Su Yingzhong shook his head and said.
Zhao Xiaosi nodded, as if he had some realization.
He smiled playfully again and said calmly: "Master Jiu, what kind of person is this Jiang Nanyun? Is he very powerful?"
¡°What kind of person?!¡± Su Yingzhong sneered.
Zhao Xiaosi was even more curious and looked at him steadily.
Su Ying stroked his beard and thought for a moment, as if sorting out his thoughts. After a while, he slowly said: "Xiaosi, you haven't heard of Jiang Nanyun, but you must have heard of Jinghong Yijian, right?"
"A shocking sword?!" Zhao Xiaosi asked in surprise.
Seeing Xiao Yuesheng nodding, he hurriedly said: "I know that Xiao Yihan, the Jinghong Sword, has superb swordsmanship and extremely fast speed. It is said that no one in the world can dodge his sword!"
He was very familiar with the name of Jinghong Yijian. When he heard that he was just a young man, his admiration became even more intense and turned into worship.
"Jiang Nanyun is the disciple of Jinghong Yijian!" Xiao Yuesheng said lightly.
"Ah"?¡ª? ! "Zhao Xiaosi opened his eyes wide in surprise.
Xiao Yuesheng glanced at him angrily and snorted: "What's all the fuss about?!"
"No, I heard that Jinghong Yijian is not very old, and Jiang Nanyun looks about the same as him. This" Zhao Xiaosi said in a huff.
"The master is the teacher!" Xiao Yuesheng said calmly: "Lao Denuo of the Huashan Sect is much older than Linghu Chong, and he is still the second senior brother!"
Zhao Xiaosi nodded to accept the instruction, thoughtfully, thought for a while, and said: "It turns out that Jiang Nanyun is Mr. Xiao's disciple, no wonder!"
"Jiang Nanyun's martial arts has reached the level of Jinghong Yi Sword. His swordsmanship is outstanding and he has never met an opponent. Moreover, even if you defeat Jiang Nanyun, can you still defeat Xiao Yihan?!" Su Yingzhong said indifferently, with a cold light in his eyes. Flashing.
"Yes - ah -!" Zhao Xiaosi nodded incessantly, like a chicken eating rice, and said: "Mr. Xiao's swordsmanship is extremely brilliant, and it is really not suitable to be an enemy."
"That's right. Not to mention that his current martial arts is already very high and he has few enemies. Considering his age alone, if he reaches my age, how can he have any more opponents in the world?!" Su Yingzhong said slowly. , face sinking like water.
Zhao Xiaosi nodded hurriedly: "Master Jiu thinks far and deeply!"
He only thought that Xiao Yihan was extremely skilled in martial arts and could not fight him, but he did not think more about it, so he was not as good as Master Jiu!
Su Qingqing watched Hua Fang slowly leave and gradually disappear. The expression on Xiu's face was extremely complicated. It was joy but not joy, and it seemed sad but not sad.
"Sister Su, don't think too much, you did a good job." Song Mengjun comforted her warmly.
"Sister Song, I don't know if I did something wrong!" Su Qingqing sighed faintly, her face gloomy.
Jiang Nanyun looked on and covered his mouth with a smile, shaking his head.
"Sister Jiang, why are you laughing?!" Su Qingqing said coquettishly.
Jiangnan Yunran smiled softly, shook her head, and said, "You, you think too much!"
Seeing Su Qingqing biting her lower lip with disapproval on her face, Jiang Nanyun smiled and said: "Your ninth uncle is here to arrest you, is it possible that you have to go back with him obediently?!"
She took a breath and continued: "If you go back with your Ninth Uncle, your father will definitely think that you are no match for your Ninth Uncle. He will only look down on you if he has no choice but to do so."
"If you resisted your Ninth Uncle, it would be very different. If you really can't pass the test in your heart, you can go back, or you don't have to go back."
Before Su Qingqing could speak, she continued: "Sister Su, if you think so, will your father give up and give up?"
Su Qingqing shook her head without hesitation: "Dad is even more stubborn. He always says what he says and will never let me go!"
Jiang Nanyun nodded: "That's good. Next time, if a more powerful person is sent over, you still have to resist until your father comes forward in person. If you defeat him again, by then, let's see if he is still willing to marry you to that person. Fan Dongfang?!"
Su Qingqing thought for a while, a smile appeared on her face, she became happy, and was fascinated by the prospects outlined by Jiang Nanyun.
But after a while, the smile on her face gradually disappeared, and her eyebrows frowned.
"What's the matter?" Song Mengjun asked with a smile.
Su Qingqing shook her head and smiled bitterly, saying: "It's good, but it's not realistic. How can I deal with my father?!"
Song Mengjun smiled, pursed his lips and nodded.
The Su family in Jiangnan is a martial arts family. As the head of the family, if he is not good at martial arts, he may not be able to convince the public at all.
"How about you ask my master to give you some tips?" Jiang Nanyun smiled sweetly, then clapped his hands: "Oh! No way!"
"What's the matter?" Su Qingqing asked hurriedly, she was quite moved by Jiang Nanyun's proposal.
Jiang Nanyun hesitated for a moment, thought about it, and said slowly with a wry smile: "We are going to go into seclusion!"
"Go into seclusion?!" Su Qingqing and Song Mengjun exclaimed at the same time, showing disbelief.
Jiang Nanyun nodded slowly and whispered: "Don't spread this news to anyone. I don't want Master to scold me."
The two of them nodded together.
"You're so good, what are you going to do in seclusion?!" Su Qingqing frowned and asked in confusion.
Song Mengjun also said: "That's right! If you get older and your martial arts deteriorate, it might be a wise choice to retreat to the mountains and forests, but your master is so young, why does he act like an old man?"
Jiang Nanyun smiled and shook her head, and said no more. She actually didn¡¯t know why she went into seclusion. She just knew that if her master went into seclusion, she would follow him and would never leave his side.
"Sister Jiang, what should I do?" Su Qingqing's delicate browsHe moved and asked coquettishly.
Jiang Nanyun thought for a while and said, "I'll go talk to the master and see if he can change his mind. I'll help you first."
"Then you can say nice things to Mr. Xiao." Su Qingqing nodded helplessly.
"Don't worry!" Jiang Nanyun said with a smile.
That night, after dinner, Jiang Nanyun told the matter.
Inside the Hanyan Pavilion, it is as cool as early autumn, completely different from the hot and depressing weather outside, as if there are two different worlds.
The window is open, and the scenery outside is presented in the window, like a living picture.
A gust of evening wind swept across the lake at night and blew in through the window. The low-hanging curtains in the house fluttered gently, and everyone's faces felt cool.
"Brother, Sister Su is also very pitiful. Her mother died young and her father didn't love her. He insisted on marrying her to a playboy!" Liu Jing shook her head and sighed.
"" Xiao Yuesheng remained silent, just holding the white jade cup, shaking it gently, and looking at the night scene outside.
"Master" Jiang Nanyun called out cautiously.
"Yeah," Xiao Yuesheng agreed, still a little absent-minded.
Jiang Nanyun asked softly: "Master, do we want to help Sister Su?"
"You want to help?" Jiang Nanyun looked up at her.
Jiang Nanyun nodded vigorously: "Sister Su is unfortunate, how can I let it go?!"
"Well, that's good, you stay here until this matter is resolved, and then come to Guanyun Island." Xiao Yuesheng nodded.
"" Jiang Nanyun was startled, but it was different from what he had originally thought. After thinking about it for a while, he hesitated and said: "MasterMaster, let's go together, can't we?"
"Then you won't help her?" Xiao Yuesheng raised his eyebrows and asked with a chuckle.
¡°Master¡ª¡ªFather¡ª¡ª!¡± Jiang Nanyun could tell that Master was pretending to be stupid on purpose. He gave him a stern look and hummed, ¡°Let¡¯s take Sister Su with us.¡±
"What a nonsense." Xiao Yuesheng scolded lightly and shook his head.
"Then, let's wait and leave?" Jiang Nanyun stared at him and asked carefully. - 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
- Previous pageCatalogNext page