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Volume 3 Smiling Proud Chapter 259 Wasted Work

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    Chapter 259: Wasted Work

    Xiao Yuesheng was noncommittal, glanced sideways at her, and shook his head.

    "As for swordsmanship, it is useless to talk about which one is better and which one is lower. Swordsmanship is dead, but people are alive. How can they be generalized?

    "Master, it's been so long, and the people of the Songshan sect have still not moved. They are really calm!" Jiang Nanyun closed his legs, and sat cross-legged with his slender body. His upper body suddenly straightened, looking dignified and elegant.  .

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded and said slowly: "It seems that the Songshan Sect is brewing something, and a big excitement is just around the corner."

    "That would be the best!" Jiang Nan Yunming's eyes shone, and although he suppressed his smile, the corners of his mouth could not resist turning up: "If there were no unexpected moves, it would be too boring!"

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly, Jiang Nanyun's lively temperament was inherited from him.

    While the two were talking, Xiao He suddenly burst in, her beautiful face solemn, and she said softly: "Master, Miss, something big has happened!"

    "Speak slowly!" Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand, pointed to the wisteria chair in front of the Xuan case, and said warmly: "What happened?!"

    Xiaohe took a deep breath, calmed down, and said softly: "Master, Mr. Linghu is injured!"

    "Hmm -?" Xiao Yuesheng frowned slightly and touched the mustache on his lips: "What kind of injury did you get? Is it serious?"

    "The injury seems to be very serious, Miss Yue is crying non-stop!" Xiao He blinked his bright eyes, his tone full of worry.

    "Master, let's go take a look." Jiang Nanyun untied his buns, stretched out his slender buttocks, and was about to get down.

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded, said nothing more, and settled down.

    Xiaohe stepped forward to pick up the boots, bent down to put them on for him, and said at the same time: "Young escort Lin was also injured on the head, but it doesn't seem to be serious."

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded and said nothing. He would only know everything after asking, but thinking about it, they had met a master.

    Such a master can actually inflict heavy losses on two Huashan heroes at the same time. He must be at the level of Zuo Lengchan. Could it be that he is really Zuo Lengchan?

    He pinched his knuckles and was slightly startled. The hexagram showed that it was not Zuo Lengchan.

    Jiang Nanyun moved quickly and put on a pair of fiery red boots in the blink of an eye, while Xiao Yuesheng had just put on a pair of boots under Xiao He's service.

    Jiang Nanyun stamped his feet and said softly: "Master, let me go first!"

    "After that, without waiting for Xiao Yuesheng's reply, the graceful figure flashed away and disappeared without a trace, taking away a faint fragrance.

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head. Jiang Nanyun's temper was still so impatient. She would have to think of a way to temper her impatience in the future.

    "Master, it's ready!" Xiao He straightened up and gently stroked the folds of his gown with her little hands. Her breath was fragrant and audible. She said softly: "Master, let's get there quickly!"

    "Let's go." Xiao Yuesheng nodded, picked up Xiao He's willow waist, and disappeared in a flash. The night breeze came slowly, and the white gauze curtain fluttered gently.

    The hall was as bright as day.

    The thick carpet was moon-white and spotless. It was dark and cold outside, but it was as warm as spring in the hall.

    In the middle of the hall, two square tables were merged together. There was a person lying on the table, wearing a green gown. It was Linghu Chong, the great disciple of the Huashan Sect.

    At this time, he was lying on his back on the square table with cushions, his eyes closed, unconscious. His face was as pale as paper, without a trace of blood, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth, as if he had suffered internal injuries, and there were still traces of blood on his face.  with an angry expression.

    Beside the table, Liu Jing, dressed in a moon-white Luo shirt, was pressing Linghu Chong's wrist. She closed her eyes slightly and looked at him with the curtain down. Her appearance was solemn, just like a Guanyin master. People next to her did not dare to disturb him.

    Beside her, Yue Lingshan was dressed in a peach red shirt, her bright eyes were red and swollen, her beautiful face was full of tears, and she exuded a charming aura that aroused pity.

    She looked nervous, her bright red and swollen eyes wide open. She looked at her senior brother for a while and then at Liu Jing. She clenched her little hands tightly, her joints turned white, and her nails sank into her flesh without noticing.

    Lin Pingyi was dressed in white. At this time, his handsome face was as pale as paper, with blood at the corners of his mouth. He closed his mouth tightly, but his eyes were as bright as spitting fire.

    He stared closely at Linghu Chong's face. His own face seemed to be shrouded in frost, giving him an aura that would repel people thousands of miles away.

    On the other side of Liu Jing, Song Mengjun and Su Qingqing stood together, both wearing emerald green shirts, their jade faces full of worry, looking at the unconscious Linghu Chong.

    For a moment, there was silence in the hall, and you could hear the drop of a needle. The only sound was the peach tree on the window whistling slightly as it was blown by the night wind.

    Liu Jing opened her bright eyes, her gaze was likeIt seemed like an illusion, but the girls around her had no time to pay attention to it and looked at her hurriedly. Yue Lingshan choked with sobs and asked hurriedly: "Sister Liu, is it okay, senior brother?"

    Liu Jing sighed softly and shook her head: "He is not very good."

    Yue Lingshan could hardly stand, and hurriedly held the edge of the table, looking at Liu Jing, not daring to speak. After a while, she gritted her teeth, mustered up her courage, and murmured in a weak voice: "Is is my life in danger?  ?!"

    "Although he was seriously injured, he could not lose his life." Liu Jing shook her head, her flawless jade face was heavy, and she let out a long sigh: "His inner strength is gone."

    Yue Lingshan breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, his life was saved. The rest were trivial matters and not worth mentioning. However, after hearing Liu Jing's words, he was suddenly startled and asked doubtfully: "The internal force is gone?How could the inner force be missing?"  What¡¯s up?¡±

    Liu Jing looked at her, with a look of reluctance on her beautiful face, and said softly: "Master Linghu's martial arts I'm afraid is useless."

    ¡°Ah¡ª¡ª?!¡± Yue Lingshan screamed, her bright eyes widened, and she covered her mouth.

    Liu Jing smiled bitterly and shook her head. Song Mengjun and Su Qingqing also looked surprised. If they didn't understand Liu Jing's personality, they would have thought it was a joke.

    "Howhow could it be possible?" Yue Lingshan said in confusion, her mind in confusion. She knew that it would be terrible if the senior brother woke up and knew the news.

    "Master Linghu's injuries are very weird. He has lost all his internal strength, but the meridians in his body are not injured, and his Dantian is no different. It's weird, very weird!" Liu Jing frowned lightly and said in deep thought.

    Generally speaking, when a martial arts practitioner loses all his internal energy, it is mostly because his Dantian has been severely injured, so his skills are scattered and it is difficult to gather his internal energy.

    The Dantian is the place where Qi gathers. If the Dantian is injured and without tools, it will be difficult to gather internal energy. How can we practice?

    Therefore, it is strange for Liu Jingda. Although her Dantian and meridians are clearly in good condition, her body has no internal strength at all. It is really strange.

    Hearing what she said, Yue Lingshan felt a glimmer of hope in her heart and hurriedly said: "Sister Liu, can my senior brother's injury be saved?"

    "This" Liu Jing pondered, unsure, thought for a while, and said, "It's better to wait for the elder brother to come over and let him take a look"

    Yue Lingshan nodded. Song Mengjun took a step forward, picked up Linghu Chong's wrist, inspected it carefully, shook his head and said, "It's really weird, not even a trace of internal energy is left!"

    Su Qingqing also looked at it, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, she was really curious about such a weird situation.

    "Mr. Lin, what's going on?" Liu Jing asked Lin Pingzhi in a low voice.

    Lin Pingzhi¡¯s handsome face was tight and as cold as ice, but his eyes were blazing like fire, bursting with the cold light of hatred. He shook his head slowly and said nothing.

    Seeing his expression, Liu Jing stopped talking. When her husband comes, it will become clear that she can't handle it.

    At this moment, the clouds from the south of the Yangtze River floated in. She was dressed in a moon-white robe, flowing elegantly out of the dust, like a Gushe fairy who was not exposed to the fireworks of the world.

    She smiled faintly at everyone, her watery eyes fell on Linghu Chong on the table, and in a flash, she came to his side.

    He checked Linghu Chong's pulse. Jiang Nanyun's beautiful jade face was a bit ugly and he looked around.

    "Nanyun, you are knowledgeable, do you know why this is so?" Liu Jing asked in a low voice.

    Jiang Nanyun put down Linghu Chong's wrist, with a look of embarrassment on his face. He pondered for a moment, shook his head and said, "Let's wait until Master comes over."

    Although Liu Jing is kind-hearted and has a very high level of Qingxin Jue, which is even higher than Jiang Nanyun, she is naturally Bingxue smart. She has sharp eyesight and when she saw Jiang Nanyun's expression, she knew something was wrong.

    She thought in her heart, obviously, Nanyun knew something, but for some reason, he could not tell it. What could it be?

    Amid curiosity, Xiao Yuesheng and Xiao He came hand in hand.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out of the cold and silent Lin Pingzhi also walked over and clasped his fists to salute, his face softened.

    Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand, glanced at everyone with warm eyes, came to Linghu Chong's side, put his hands to inspect, and then turned to look at Jiang Nanyun.

    The bright eyes of the clouds in the south of the Yangtze River are like a pool of autumn water, clear but bottomless. The eyes are so bright black and so pure white. When you look at them, they are like clear water ripples, which is extremely moving.

    The two masters and apprentices met their eyes and made up their minds. However, in this situation, they could not use sound transmission to enter the secret, because Song Mengjun and the others knew this special skill.

    "Brother Xiao, what happened to my senior brother?" Yue Lingshan asked pitifully with her red and swollen eyes open.

    The two are already familiar with each other, Yue Lingshan has changed her name and no longer calls her Mr. Xiao, but calls her Brother Xiao, which is closer.

      "Alas" Xiao Yuecheng let out a long sigh, shook his head, said nothing, and quickly tapped his fingers on more than ten large acupuncture points on Linghu Chong's body.

    Yue Lingshan was waiting to ask again, but when she saw him treating him, she shut up and stared at the senior brother's pale face, feeling heartbroken and wishing she could die in his place.

    At this time, Lin Pingzhi, who had been keeping his mouth tightly closed and silent, spoke up, with a solemn expression on his face, and asked slowly: "Sect Officer Xiao, can senior brother's internal strength be restored?"

    Xiao Yuesheng glanced at him. Lin Pingzhi's injuries were more serious than Linghu Chong's, but his internal energy was still there and not damaged, but the meridians in his body were damaged.

    "Fortunately, the Dantian is not damaged, just practice again." Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and said lightly.

    Yue Lingshan was immediately annoyed. Listening to Xiao Yuesheng's tone, it was as if practicing cultivation again was a trivial matter and not worth mentioning.

    Xiao Yuesheng turned to Lin Pingzhi and said: "Young escort, your injury is more serious. Don't force yourself to hold on. If the meridians are damaged, if one of them is not good, it will be difficult to make further progress in your life!"

    Lin Pingzhi shook his head and showed a forced smile: "As long as Senior Brother is fine, it doesn't matter to me."

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled and cooed at Jiang Nan Yun.

    Jiang Nanyun's figure moved, and the faint fragrance floated to Lin Pingzhi's side. With a gentle flick of her slender jade fingers, she used the orchid brushing acupuncture finger to make it even more magical.

    Lin Pingzhi was caught off guard and fell to the ground. Jiangnan Yun stretched out his sleeves and wrapped them around his waist. With a soft force, he rolled him onto the square table.

    When he fell on the square table, he was already unconscious, his eyes closed tightly, and he was lying side by side with Linghu Chong.

    "Brother Xiao, what's wrong with Xiao Linzi?" Yue Lingshan glared at Jiang Nanyun angrily, then turned to ask Xiao Yuesheng.

    "He was seriously injured, but he kept holding on. Fortunately, I arrived in time, otherwise, the consequences would have been disastrous!" Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and sighed, looking at Lin Pingzhi who was lying down with a wry smile.

    "Ah!?" Yue Lingshan was shocked. The senior brother passed out. She was so sad and worried that she forgot to ask Lin Pingzhi if he was injured.

    "Master, do you want to take the elixir?" Jiang Nanyun asked in a low voice, moving closer to block Yue Lingshan's sight.

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled bitterly, and glanced at Jiang Nanyun. The two of them were at odds with each other. They were almost like ice and water, as if they were natural enemies. It was really strange.

    "No need, just rest well." Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand and said to the girls: "Put them two on the ground and go back to rest!"

    After saying that, he turned around and left, and in an instant, he disappeared.

    When he disappeared, the girls came to their senses. Before they could ask how it happened, Lin Pingzhi was knocked down.

    Xiao Yuesheng stood in front of the window on the third floor, looking at the scenery of the West Lake in the distance outside the window, his brows furrowed in thought.

    "Master, are you thinking about Young Master Linghu's injury?" Jiangnan clouds drifted in, bringing a faint fragrance, and spoke softly.

    Xiao Yuesheng did not look back, still staring at the beautiful scenery outside the window, and asked slowly in a heavy tone: "You also know who hurt them?"

    "It's up to me, right?" Jiang Nanyun hesitated and whispered.

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded slowly: "Alas there is no other home for the star-sucking **!"

    "So, they met Ren Woxing, but there is something unclear about the disciple" Jiang Nanyun said thoughtfully, came to him, stood side by side with him, and watched the beautiful night view of the West Lake outside the window.

    Xiao Yuesheng turned his head and glanced at her, knowing what she wanted, and said calmly: "The young escort's mind is self-contained, and the strength is integrated with the whole body. It is inseparable and incomprehensible, and it is different from ordinary internal strength."

    Jiang Nanyun's beautiful face suddenly revealed: "No wonder, no wonder I have always been surprised that the two of them met Ren Woxing together. Ren Woxing was used to being a leader. After being imprisoned, he must have such a bad temper.  If he becomes arrogant and unreasonable, he will never let the young escort head off easily."

    "Hey, star-absorbing **, you are so majestic!" Xiao Yuesheng stood quietly with his hands behind his back, and suddenly sneered. His gentle eyes were like substance, shooting out of the window and landing on the lake, as if two lightning bolts were on the water.  emerge.

    Jiang Nanyun felt awe-inspiring in his heart. His master was extremely well-educated. He usually seemed calm and powerful, and was very serious to others, but it was difficult for him to get angry.

    "Master, I'm afraid Miss Ren doesn't know about this." Jiang Nanyun whispered.

    " Xiao Yuesheng sneered and shut up. His thick eyebrows were tightly gathered together. Jiang Nanyun felt that his breathing was not smooth, and the air seemed to become thicker.

    Jiang Nanyun wanted to persuade him again, but when he saw the look on his master's face, he shut up and waited for further investigation.I'll try again when I get the chance.

    "Master, can Master Linghu's internal strength be cultivated slowly?" She changed the subject and asked softly.

    Xiao Yuecheng let out a sigh of relief: "Well, his internal strength cultivation is already shallow. It won't take long for him to return to his former self after practicing again."

    Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and smiled: "This time I practice again, I will advance very quickly. Maybe it will be a blessing in disguise."

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded slightly, what he said was true. Compared with the original, the internal strength he cultivated again should be more pure and control more satisfactorily. It would be of great benefit to the master of swordsmanship.

    Seeing that his color had faded slightly, Jiang Nanyun breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly took the opportunity to say: "Logically speaking, Ren Woxing is also a person of great status. How can he take action against the younger generation at will?"

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, turned to look at her, and snorted coldly: "The people of the Sun and Moon God Sect do whatever they want, and there are no rules. How can they be called the Demon Sect by people in the martial arts world for no reason?!"

    "Well, that's true." Jiang Nanyun smiled, turned around and took a step back, came to the Xuan case, picked up the jasper pot, poured wine into the white jade cup, and handed it to Xiao Yuesheng with both hands.

    Xiao Yuesheng took the jade cup, took a sip, and said: "Brother Linghu and the young escort are still too young and inexperienced. If not, be careful and never end up in this situation."

    "They must not know Ren Woxing's identity." Jiang Nanyun guessed.

    Xiao Yuesheng disagreed, shook his head and said: "Alas these two young people, even if they know Ren Woxing's identity, I'm afraid they won't take a step back!"

    In the early morning of the next day, Xiao Yuesheng had not yet gotten up and was lying on the couch. Liu Jing had already sat up and was holding an embroidery support. Her head was slightly hanging, her swan-like neck was bent, her jade fingers were slender, and she was embroidering with quick movements.  .

    The sun has risen and is shining slantly in the bedroom. The bedroom is quiet. The breeze comes from outside and gently blows the white gauze curtains in the room.

    Liu Jing is wearing a moon-white satin nightgown, with a focused expression. Her face is like white jade, her eyes are like gems, and her lips are painted with red. They are white and moist, black and bright, and red and alluring.

    Liu Jing turned her head from time to time and glanced at her husband. Xiao Yuesheng put a hand on her waist, pressed his face against her slender and plump breasts, and slept soundly.

    "Tuk-duk" two gentle knocks on the door destroyed the peace and tranquility in the house.

    Liu Jing asked in a low voice: "Xiao He, what's the matter?"

    What she used was to transmit the sound into the secret, and the jade body remained motionless so as not to wake up her husband.

    "Madam, Miss Ren is here." Xiao He's mellow and crisp voice sounded in her ears, and she also used the method of sound transmission.

    "Miss Ren?" Liu Jing's bright eyes were full of surprise. She put down the embroidered support and slowly moved out of the bed. She got off the bed and walked to the door. She opened the door gently, ducked and floated out.  .

    "Is Miss Ren looking for Big Brother?" Liu Jing came out, turned around and gently closed the door, asking in a low voice.

    Wearing a lake-green shirt, Xiao He is elegant and youthful, with bright eyes blinking with curiosity.

    "Well, I'm looking for the master." Xiao He nodded, knowing that the master was still sleeping in.

    "Let's go, I'll stay with Miss Ren and let my eldest brother sleep for a while." Liu Jing whispered, put on her nightgown and walked out gently.

    In the Ruoshui Pavilion, Ren Yingying was wearing a black robe and a black gauze in front of her face as usual. She was sitting quietly in front of the wooden table. On top of the black gauze, her bright eyes were fixedly looking at the lake below.

    Her eyes were blurred and her expression changed, as if she was thinking about something.

    "Sister Ren" Liu Jing walked over, came to her side, took her arm, and said with a smile: "You haven't been here for a long time!"

    Ren Yingying shook her head and smiled, a little reserved, and said softly: "Sister Liu, I'm very busy right now, so I'll come out flawlessly."

    Liu Jing smiled and nodded. The two sat down and chatted happily while drinking tea.

    Ren Yingying didn¡¯t show any signs of anxiety, as if she was just here to play.
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