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- Chapter 322 Luo Family
Everyone turned around, frowning and feeling displeased.
"What are you looking at? Did I say something wrong?!" the young man raised his head and pointed his nose at Xiao Yuesheng and the others, squinting at them with disdain and arrogance.
"Go away!" the young woman Zhang Xuemei scolded, with a hint of anger.
The young man was immediately fascinated by her charm, his heart was pounding, his eyes were straight, staring at her, bright and burning, as if it could burn people.
Seeing him like this, the young woman became even more annoyed. She frowned and angrily said, "You're a disciple!"
After saying that, he turned around and left. He was too lazy to tangle with such a lecherous person and felt that his hands were dirty.
The young man waved his hand, and a middle-aged man appeared in front of the young woman Zhang Xuemei, blocking her way and looking at her coldly.
"What are you doing?!" Zhang Xuemei frowned even more tightly, her face covered with frost, and she turned to look at the young man coldly.
His eyes were straight, fascinated by Zhang Xuemei's angry style. The so-called beauty can be happy or angry. Every frown and smile is full of charm. Zhang Xuemei is a mature young woman, exuding charming charm. He is lustful, and it is even harder to resist. .
Cheng Bingling raised her slender eyebrows and moved her lotus feet lightly. Everyone's eyes were blurred. She stood next to Zhang Xuemei and said calmly: "Get out of the way!"
The middle-aged man looked at her coldly, without saying a word and with an unmoving expression. He was like an ice sculpture, filled with an icy air.
Cheng Bingling snorted coldly, put her bare hand on the hilt of the sword, and looked at him coldly.
Seeing her like this, the middle-aged man sneered slightly, his cold eyes seemed to be mocking, and he slowly put his hand on the hilt of the sword.
Cheng Bingling narrowed her bright eyes, her gaze condensed into a sharp line.
She moved her shoulder, and suddenly a cold light flashed, dazzling, and the long sword was already unsheathed.
A silver sword drew an arc, and the sword slashed at the middle-aged man at an angle. Even people who didn't know martial arts could avoid it.
The middle-aged man sneered, drew his sword and rushed forward, abandoning defense to attack. The sword was like cold lightning. In a blink of an eye, he was in front of Cheng Bingling, his eyes cold.
Cheng Bingling turned sideways, withdrew the long sword, and drew an arc in front of him. His movements were elegant and calm, but he came first and blocked the middle-aged man's sword.
The long sword pierced the chest without hesitation, and was located in the center of the arc. Cheng Bingling twisted the long sword, and the middle-aged man's long sword suddenly stopped.
After twisting it, the middle-aged man let go of the long sword, and the long sword was stuck to her sword. She turned her wrist and flicked it, creating a flash of cold light.
The long sword pierced the ground a foot away, sinking a foot deep. The hilt of the sword trembled endlessly, and the dark black sword tassel trembled.
The streets here are paved with bluestone. The bluestone is extremely hard. Even if a master comes and stabs the sword hard, it will be difficult to penetrate one foot deep.
The middle-aged man had empty hands and looked at Cheng Bingling with a blank expression, stunned and speechless.
"What a waste!" The young man lowered his face, glanced at him indifferently, and then looked no further.
"I admire this girl for her good skills!" The young man stepped forward and chuckled, staring at Cheng Bingling with burning eyes.
Cheng Bingling looked at him indifferently, without avoiding him. Her bright eyes were cold, neither sad nor happy.
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He turned away his eyes, clasped his fists towards Zhang Xuemei and asked with a smile: "I'm Luo Ruiming, I wonder what the girl's name is?"
He was particularly fascinated by the amorous feelings of the young woman Zhang Xuemei, and fell into it, unable to extricate himself.
Zhang Xuemei frowned and turned her head away, too lazy to pay attention to him.
"Haha" Luo Ruiming scratched his head and giggled twice, feeling even more deeply that this young woman was delicious, she was really a stunning beauty.
"Hey, there's another master's wife!" He wasn't surprised when Zhang Xuemei ignored him. He had encountered this kind of situation many times, and he already had the perseverance to never turn back.
He turned around and looked at Yi Lin, with surprise in his eyes.
Yilin is as bright as pearls and jade dew, and she has accomplished the Pure Heart Art. Her whole body is flashing with holy light, which makes people dare not look directly at her. However, there is no hindrance for him, and his eyes move on Yilin.
Yilin combined the tithes and said warmly: "Amitabha, the donor is so polite!"
"You are so polite, little master!" Luo Ruiming was very respectful, clasping his palms together, but his eyes kept looking at him mischievously.
¡°I wonder where the young master became a monk?!¡± He narrowed his eyes and asked with a smile.
"In the martial arts world, few people dare to bully nuns. Old people, children, and nuns are all feared by others. If they don't have the skills to show off, they can't make it in the world.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Nun¡¯s lineage, because the Hengshan Sword Sect is so illustrious.The name is one of the most powerful sects in the world. If a nun is injured, she belongs to the Hengshan sect, which is really dangerous.
"I am from Baiyun Temple." Yi Lin said softly.
"Baiyun'an?!" Luo Ruiming was shocked. He looked at Yilin and felt that she had an extraordinary bearing. He hurriedly said: "It turns out that he is a senior disciple of the Hengshan sect. I have eyesight and don't recognize Mount Tai!"
After saying that, he bowed and bowed. Although he was arrogant, he did not feel that his strength could withstand the people of the Hengshan Sect.
"Donor Luo, this is just a small matter. You are broad-minded and won't care about it, right?!" Yilinheshi said, her bright eyes as clear as water.
"Haha" Luo Ruiming just smiled and said nothing.
Xiao Yuesheng was a little impatient and waved his hand: "Let's go!"
"Yes!" Yi Lin said softly, leaving Luo Ruiming behind, followed Xiao Yuesheng and walked forward.
"Stop!" Luo Ruiming shouted softly, and his face covered with white powder became cold, with a sinister look on his face.
Another middle-aged man flashed and stood in front of Xiao Yuesheng, his whole body full of momentum, as if he wanted to choose someone to devour, his energy and energy were extremely sharp, like a sword.
Xiao Yuesheng frowned and gently waved his sleeves.
The middle-aged man stood up, jumped ten feet into the air, slid several feet in the air, and fell heavily into the crowd in the distance with a bang.
The crowd roared loudly and quickly made an open space. They looked at the middle-aged man who fell to the ground curiously, but did not dare to step forward.
Cheng Bingling's eyes brightened for a moment, then slowly faded away.
Zhang Xuemei smiled sweetly, turned around and said, "Mr. Xiao, you act neatly, it's really a pleasure!"
Xiao Yuesheng smiled and continued to move forward without even looking at Luo Ruiming.
"Stop!" Luo Ruiming's gnashing of teeth came from behind Xiao Yuesheng.
He turned his head and saw the blazing flames in Luo Ruiming's eyes, like the fire of hell, vicious and scorching. Xiao Yuesheng frowned and glanced at Yilin.
If he hadn't been worried about Yilin, he would have shot Luo Ruiming to death. If such a cold-hearted person was resented, he might be bitten back at some point.
"What's the matter!?" Xiao Yuesheng asked lightly, glanced at him, and then turned away, as if he was not worth looking at, his contempt was clearly revealed.
Luo Ruiming gritted his teeth and hummed in a low voice: "You hit my man and you just leave?!"
Xiao Yuesheng raised his eyebrows, shook his head and smiled, with a sarcastic look on his lips: "Mo Duo is talking nonsense. If you want to seek revenge, you might as well take action!"
Luo Ruiming stared at him, his eyes blazing, and he slowly stepped closer to Xiao Yuesheng, his aura getting stronger and stronger.
Cheng Bingling was startled, she didn¡¯t expect that this frivolous and incompetent disciple turned out to be a hidden master!
After taking five steps, Luo Ruiming stood still. His dark black clothes bulged up like an inflated balloon. His beard and hair moved automatically in the wind. At this moment, all the femininity was gone, and he looked majestic and majestic. God is extremely terrifying.
Xiao Yuesheng stretched out his hand to stroke his mustache and smiled slightly: "It's so majestic. Are you really angry at subduing demons?!"
"How do you know?!" Luo Ruiming was surprised, his momentum stopped, and he frowned and looked at Xiao Yuesheng.
Xiao Yuesheng said calmly: "The great demon-suppressing energy is the unique skill of the Luo family in Guandong. Are you the direct disciple of the Luo family?!"
"That's right!" Luo Ruiming nodded slowly, his expression gloomy: "Since you know the great demon-suppressing Qi, you must have some connection with the Luo family?!"
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head: "I have nothing to do with the Luo family, it's just a coincidence that I met someone from the Luo family!"
"That's great!" Luo Ruiming sneered. Without any scruples, he raised his palms and said coldly: "Just accept your death!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure shot out and appeared in front of Xiao Yuesheng in an instant. He stretched out his palm and let out cold air.
The Great Demon-Suppressing Qi was originally derived from the Seventy-two Shaolin Skills and was created by a Shaolin monk after he returned to secular life.
The ancestor of the Luo family was a Shaolin monk. Later he returned to secular life, but his martial arts skills were recovered by Shaolin. He traveled far away to Guandong and never appeared in the martial arts in the Central Plains.
This ancestor of the Luo family was extremely intelligent. Based on the martial arts he had learned, he integrated innovation and created a new secret skill - the Great Demon-Suppressing Qi.
The Great Subduing Demon Qi is to take advantage of the severe cold weather. The growth of the Ci Sect's Qi, the more severe the cold, the more rapid the growth.
Therefore, those disciples of the Luo family who practice the Great Demon-Suppressing Qi not only have profound cultivation, but also have astonishing perseverance. Because they practice in a severe cold environment, they have a subtle influence on their character and have more perseverance than others.
And practicing in an extremely cold environment will certainlyHis strong will has been honed to an extraordinary degree, and his character has tended to be extreme, no longer peaceful, but extremely domineering.
Whenever someone provokes the Luo family, regardless of whether they are justified or not, the Luo family will carry out violent revenge.
"As for the disciples of the Luo family, only the Luo family has the right to deal with them. If anyone offends others, the Luo family will pursue them a hundred times and fight to the death."
" In this way, the Luo family can be said to be domineering in the north. Fortunately, their upbringing is quite strict, and they are not a playboy.
" Xiao Yuesheng didn't expect that he would offend a Luo family disciple, which was a headache. Although he was not afraid of trouble, he was too lazy to pay attention to trivial matters and did not want to kill anyone again.
"Since you are a disciple of the Luo family, why did you come to Ancheng?!" Xiao Yuesheng frowned and asked lightly, flicking his sleeves.
With a "bang" sound, Luo Ruiming hit him on the sleeve with his palm, like a blow to the enemy. The sound was dull and extremely uncomfortable.
"Why can't the disciples of the Luo family come to Ancheng?!" Luo Ruiming sneered and clapped his hands again in dissatisfaction.
With this palm, the cold air became stronger and the surrounding temperature dropped sharply, showing its extraordinary power. Zhang Xuemei looked at Xiao Yuesheng worriedly.
"When you come to Lin'an City and you are so domineering, do you think this is the north?!" Xiao Yuesheng hummed in a deep voice and slapped his palm lightly.
"Pa" The two palms intersect, crisp and loud, like a slap in the face.
Xiao Yuesheng closed his palms, his expression remained unchanged, and his warm eyes enveloped him lightly.
Luo Ruiming took three steps back, staggering and falling. His face turned blue, as if he had been frozen, and there was a layer of white frost on his eyebrows.
"Master!" The middle-aged man who was thrown by Xiao Yuesheng squeezed through the crowd and came closer. Seeing Luo Ruiming's abnormal behavior, he hurriedly shouted.
Luo Ruiming closed his eyes slightly, sat down directly on the ground, crossed his legs, put his hands on his knees, looked solemn, and began to exercise.
The middle-aged man stood behind him, his eyes piercing like a cold sword, piercing the crowd of people around him. He glanced at Xiao Yuesheng and the other four from time to time.
His face was not very good, as pale as a thin layer of paper, bloodless. Even though Xiao Yuesheng didn't hit hard with that flick just now, it still caused him internal injuries, so he didn't dare to use his internal strength rashly.
"Brother, is he okay?" Yilin asked in a low voice and glanced at Luo Ruiming.
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head: "I can't die I just used his method to return his inner strength to him."
"Then he brought it upon himself?" Zhang Xuemei came over and asked in a low voice, with excitement on her brows and a pink face that made people want to take a bite.
"If he is open-minded and doesn't kill, nothing will happen." Xiao Yuesheng nodded, glanced at her, and turned away.
Another middle-aged man also stood up to protect Luo Ruiming, one on the left and one on the right, like a Dharma protector, with an intimidating momentum.
Xiao Yuesheng and the others did not bother to take action, nor did they leave. They stood there with their arms folded and looked indifferently.
Wisps of white air emerged from Luo Ruiming's body, and the chill around him increased. As the white air condensed and became denser, the chill became more severe.
There were originally many people around to watch the fun, but now they all stepped back because it was too cold and they couldn't bear it.
Luo Ruiming's face was shrouded in white air, which was vague and vague, as if his whole person had become unreal.
After a while, his eyes suddenly opened, and two rays of cold lightning shot out, piercing the white air, and swept around, shocking everyone.
The dense white air suddenly converged, and in the blink of an eye, it penetrated into his two nostrils, like a swallow returning to its nest or an ant returning to its nest.
He stood up and stared at Xiao Yuesheng coldly.
"If you want revenge, just practice for another ten years before you come back." Xiao Yuesheng stroked his mustache, smiled, turned around and left, and the crowd around him made way for him.
The three Yilin girls followed him closely. Zhang Xuemei turned to look at him, shook her head, and showed a hint of smile, which was extremely ironic.
"Young Master?" a middle-aged man asked in a low voice.
Luo Ruiming stared at Xiao Yuesheng's back closely, his eyes flashing like a fire extinguishing, until Xiao Yuesheng and the four disappeared into the crowd, he did not move.
Seeing him like this, the two middle-aged men didn't make any move. They just watched Xiao Yuesheng and the four of them slowly disappear.
"Brother, what's going on with the Demon-Subduing Qi?" Yi Lin tilted her head and asked curiously, staring at him with clear bright eyes.
Cheng Bingling and his two daughters also turned to look at him, showing curiosity.
"Have you heard of the Guandong Luo family?" Xiao Yuesheng stroked his mustache and asked with a smile.
Yilin frowned: "Hmm I seem to have some impression"
She is the leader of Hengshan SectShe is well-informed, and she often reads some ordinary news. Now she has a good state of Qingxin Jue and has a photographic memory. After seeing it once, she will remember it in her heart, which makes Yihe and Master Yiqing admire and admire it.
"The ancestors of the Luo family were born in Shaolin. Later, they returned to secular life and created the Great Demon-Suppressing Qi. It can be said to be a profound and unique skill." Xiao Yuesheng said slowly.
Zhang Xuemei sighed softly: "He is young and has great martial arts skills. It's a pity that his character is so low"
"Brother, this Luo family is not a nuisance, and they will definitely come to your door again!" Yilin thought of the information about the Luo family, frowned slightly, and was a little worried.
"Soldiers will block it, water will flood the soil, it's nothing." Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand, smiled, and didn't care.
"But, the Luo family is very powerful!" Yi Lin was still worried.
"Sister Yilin, you are the head of the Hengshan Sect, how can you say such depressing words?!" Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled.
Yilin thought, and smiled sheepishly: "Look at me, I'm always making a fuss, I don't have the bearing of a master!"
"Giggles, let me see, this is good, why do you have to have the airs of a master?!" Zhang Xuemei smiled sweetly and glanced at Xiao Yuesheng.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled and did not answer.
The four of them came to a teahouse and sat down to rest for a while.
As soon as they entered the building, a warm air hit their faces. The four of them arrived on the second floor, which was quite elegant. There was half a wooden lattice between them.
People here speak in low voices and deliberately do not disturb others. The teahouse is not big, so it is not noisy.
Seeing the four of them, the people upstairs stopped talking one after another and looked directly at the three girls Yilin, with different looks, some were admiring, some were greedy.
The eyes looking at Xiao Yuesheng were unanimous, filled with jealousy.
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled, then sat down. Yilin waved her little hand, called the waiter over, and ordered some tea.
She knew Xiao Yuesheng's temper very well, and she was consciously like Jiang Nanyun, holding a pot and pouring tea, serving her attentively, making everyone around her jealous, angry, and melancholy.
Xiao Yuesheng took a sip from the cup, put it down, his warm eyes enveloped Cheng Bingling, and said with a slight smile: "Miss Cheng, seeing that you just made a move, the Mingyue Sword Technique has already been slightly successful, I'm glad to congratulate you."
"Thank you, Mr. Xiao." Cheng Bingling nodded lightly, as cold as water.
"Miss Zhang, can't you learn?" Xiao Yuesheng turned to Zhang Xuemei and smiled.
"Isn't it?!" Zhang Xuemei nodded in annoyance and hurriedly asked: "I clearly remember the moves, why can't I practice them?!"
"The mental method of this set of heart techniques is weird. If you don't have the mental method, practicing it will not only be useless, but also harmful!" Xiao Yuesheng said with a smile.
"No wonder!" Zhang Xuemei nodded. She had vaguely guessed this. She turned her bright eyes and smiled half-heartedly: "Mr. Xiao, do you also know the inner workings of the Mingyue Sword Jue?!"
"I don't know." Xiao Yuesheng shook his head.
"Then why can you master the Mingyue Sword Art?!" Zhang Xuemei was puzzled.
Xiao Yuesheng picked up the tea cup and took a sip. Although the tea here was considered top-notch in Lin'an City and extremely expensive, in his opinion, it was slightly insufficient.
"When I practiced the Moon Sword Jue, I didn't use my internal strength, I just deduced the moves." Xiao Yuesheng put down the tea cup and smiled.
"No use of internal strength?!" Zhang Xuemei looked at him suspiciously.
The scene when Xiao Yuesheng used his sword skills was clear in her mind. The energy of the sword was unparalleled. When she stood there watching, her clothes were fluttering as if being blown by the strong wind. It was too unbelievable to say that he had no use of his inner strength!
"It's just the momentum of the sword technique itself, without any internal force." Xiao Yuesheng nodded.
Zhang Xuemei turned to look at Cheng Bingling: "Ling'er?"
"Well, Uncle Master, Mr. Xiao really has no internal strength." Cheng Bingling nodded and answered coldly.
"It seems that the Mingyue Sword Technique is really powerful!" Zhang Xuemei sighed with emotion, and put the tea cup to her mouth, but she was stunned.
When the four of them returned to Guanyun Villa, Jiang Nanyun came towards them.
"Master, something big has happened!" Jiang Nanyun said in a low voice, a moon-white robe fluttering gently, with a delicate fragrance.
"What's wrong?" Xiao Yuesheng asked casually.
He knew that Jiang Nanyun had never been heartless and could laugh and talk about no matter how big the issue was. Such a serious situation must be a big deal.
But when it comes to worldly affairs, he is indeed much indifferent and doesn't care much.
"Headmaster Yue is seriously injured and dying, and the Huashan faction is attacked!" Jiang Nanyun whispered, her sandalwood lips almost touching his face.
??Xiao Yuesheng only felt the fragranceIt rushed straight to the bottom of my heart, making my heart ready to move. I quickly took a breath, suppressed it, and nodded lightly: "Yes, I understand."
As he spoke, he glanced at her, turned around and walked inside.
"Nanyun, you said the Huashan faction was attacked?!" Yi Lin called to the smiling Jiang Nanyun.
Jiang Nanyun suppressed a smile and nodded solemnly: "Young uncle, you should also be careful, I think it was Zuo Lengchan who did it!"
"Yes, I understand." Yilin nodded lightly and frowned: "Is it okay, Master Yue?"
Jiang Nanyun hesitated: "Master left the soul-returning pill, it shouldn't matter"
"That's good!" Yilin smiled. She had great confidence in the soul-returning pill because it was refined by her eldest brother himself, so it was naturally very effective.
"If you have something to do, let's go back first." Zhang Xuemei pulled Cheng Bingling and said with a smile.
Jiangnan Yun smiled sweetly and nodded.
"Nanyun, let's talk, what's going on?!" Xiao Yuesheng frowned and sat lazily in the Grand Master's chair.
In the evening, the lanterns were turned on. The hall was brightly lit and quiet. There were only two masters and apprentices. The atmosphere in the empty hall was depressing.
Jiang Nanyun sat under him, so close that he could smell the fragrance of her body.
She swept her black hair from her temples, and spoke in a low voice: "The night before yesterday, Master Yue was ambushed at the foot of the mountain. Fortunately, Lin Shao, the escort leader, accompanied him. The two of them resisted desperately. When they escaped back to the mountain, they were dying. If If it weren¡¯t for Master¡¯s soul-returning pill, he would have died long ago!¡±
"Well, then Young Master Linghu must be on the mountain, right?" Xiao Yuesheng nodded.
Jiang Nanyun nodded: "Well, Young Master Linghu is sitting on the mountain, and Master Yue is very careful in his actions. Naturally, he will not let others disturb his nest."
Xiao Yuesheng raised his hand, rubbed his brow, and shook his head helplessly: "Alas Zuo Lengchan finally reached out -!"
Jiang Nanyun glanced at Xiao Yuesheng, lowered his head and remained silent.
"Just say what you have to say!" Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand, glanced at her, and said angrily, when did she learn to think carefully in front of him?
Jiang Nanyun looked at him and whispered: "Master, Zuo Lengchan's ambition is best to get rid of it as soon as possible!"
Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her and saw directly into her heart, knowing that although she was cruel, her heart was still very soft.
Shaking his head, he let out a long sigh: "Nanyun, life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor are in the sky, everyone has their own destiny, you can't let everyone live a long life, can you?!"
Jiang Nanyun raised his head and said sweetly: "But Master, if Zuo Lengchan is removed early, it will be enough to eliminate the civil strife in the Five Mountains Sword Sect and save countless people!"
"How do you know whether this will harm more people?" Xiao Yuesheng smiled lightly.
Jiang Nanyun¡¯s slender black eyebrows frowned and thought for a moment: ¡°No?¡±
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head: "Alas In that case, just give it a try. Can you kill Zuo Lengchan?"
"Master agreed?!" Jiang Nanyun said hurriedly.
Xiao Yuesheng nodded: "Well, I agree, I'll leave it up to you. From now on, I won't care about secular affairs, but you can make your own decisions."
"Master?" Jiang Nanyun was startled, hesitant and surprised.
"Isn't this flattering to your heart?!" Xiao Yuesheng laughed.
Jiangnan Yun's eyes were filled with eyes, and she stared at the master closely. Seeing that he didn't look angry, she let out a big breath and said hurriedly: "How can I do it? I can't do it well without master's guidance!"
She stood up Yingying and came to Xiao Yuesheng's side with curling steps. Holding the pot in her bare hand, she made him a cup of sapphire brew.
Xiao Yuesheng took a sip and hummed: "Nvxia Jiang is so humble!"
Jiangnan Yunmei's eyes were looking forward to it, she rolled her eyes at the master, frowned, and thought about what to do.
In the early morning, Xiao Yuesheng was drinking tea in Ruoshui Pavilion and concentrating his energy. In the garden not far away, Yilin was practicing Kung Fu.
Under the bright sunshine, her loose monk robes fluttered like butterflies among the colorful flowers, forming a beautiful scene.
In the Moon Gate, a green shadow flashed, and the little lotus came slowly, like a lotus flower under its feet, floating over without touching the ground.
"Master, there is a letter!" When she came to Xiao Yuesheng, she immediately lowered her steps, silently, and her voice was as gentle as the spring breeze.
"Whose letter?!" Xiao Yuesheng raised his eyes with a cold expression.
"I don't know either. It was left at the gate without a signature at some point!" Xiao He Zhen shook her head and looked at him with wide bright eyes.
Xiao Yuesheng nodded and waved his hand: "Then open it and take a look."
Xiao He picked up the envelope and lightly scratched it with the index finger of his right hand. The envelope split open, as if it had been carefully cut with scissors.
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