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- Chapter 419 Accepting Love
The so-called Star Gathering Finger is to gather the internal force of the whole body into one finger.
Sunlight is diffuse, but it can be focused using a lens. After focusing, it can ignite things, which shows how powerful focusing is.
Song Jingsi¡¯s practice time was short, and Xiao Yuesheng had not used the initiation method. Their internal strength was not deep, even inferior to that of Zhao Xiaosi.
But when he pointed it out, it was far beyond their reach. The big man was extremely strong and gifted, but he still couldn't hold the long sword.
He glanced at Song Jingsi in surprise, feeling awe-inspiring.
Song Jingsi stood up slowly, turned around, and said to the young man in blue: "You two young heroes, you are deliberately causing trouble. Do you think we are easy to bully?!"
She has a calm expression. Although she is beautiful and refined, she is upright and majestic, making people unable to think of blasphemy and carrying an overwhelming aura.
The big man's arms were still numb and he was afraid, but he didn't say any vulgar words, which surprised the young man in blue shirt next to him.
Turning around and looking at the majestic man, he thought for a moment and said, "We wanted to apologize, but someone blocked us and it led to such a thing!"
He looked at Song Jingsi with a smile on his face and narrowed his eyes.
Song Jingsi frowned, feeling that his eyes were extremely annoying and thief-like, as if they were spying in the dark.
"Okay, meeting each other is fate. Let's part ways soon." Song Jingsi waved her little hand and said calmly.
Zhao Xiaosi took a step forward, pressed his right hand on the hilt of his sword, and stared at the two of them coldly.
The young man in blue shirt looked back at him with a smile on his face. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and the smile on his face suddenly turned into a sneer.
His eyes were full of disdain, and he did not pay attention to the martial arts of the people in front of him. It was just the force of that finger just now that made him fearful.
"Little Master?!" Suddenly a clear voice sounded, coming from behind him, and then footsteps approached.
A green shadow floated past, flashed in front of everyone's eyes, and appeared in front of Song Jingsi. He cupped his fists in salute, bowed and said, "Qian Zhaoqing has met my junior uncle!"
His movement was so fast that people didn¡¯t even see his face clearly. He had already bowed towards Song Jingsi and covered his face with his fists.
Song Jingsi pondered for a moment, then smiled and said, "So it's you!"
She has succeeded in the Qingxin Jue. Although she still doesn't have a photographic memory, her memory is amazing and she remembered this person's identity.
If Qian Zhaoqing, a leader of the Qingping Gang, was an ordinary member of the Qingping Gang, she would not remember it, but this person knew about it because he had received guidance from his master.
"There's no need to be polite," Song Jingsi raised her hand and asked softly, "Why are you here?"
"This disciple was about to go to Huixian Tower for dinner. When he heard the news, he said that you are here, Junior Master Uncle, and you came here to pay your respects!" Qian Zhaoqing straightened up and said respectfully.
Only then did everyone see his face clearly, and they couldn't help but secretly admire him. He was so upright and talented!
Song Jingsi nodded: "Oh, then go and eat quickly."
Qian Zhaoqing said "yes", narrowed his eyes, and raised his eyebrows: "Uncle, these two people are?"
"They came here to make trouble." Song Jingyun suddenly interrupted and hummed softly.
Qian Zhaoqing nodded, his gentle eyes suddenly changed, and two rays of cold light suddenly shot out, hitting the young man in blue shirt.
He has a lot of hands-on experience and experience. He can tell at a glance who is the master and who is the king.
When taking action, capture the thief first, this is the Qingping Gang's modus operandi.
The young man in the blue shirt felt a chill all over his body, as if he had fallen into a cold cellar. This was definitely not skill, but murderous intent. He felt awe-inspiring in his heart and felt secretly guilty.
"You are so brave!" Qian Zhaoqing's face sank, and the surroundings suddenly became solemn, and the temperature dropped by more than ten degrees.
The young man in blue shirt used his skills to resist and sneered: "How about being bold, so what about being timid?!"
Qian Zhaoqing flashed and suddenly appeared in front of him, shouting and slapping his palm.
Before his palm could reach him, a surge of heat rushed over him, like a flame rushing toward him. He was startled and hurriedly backed away.
Qian Zhaoqing's palm technique was mysterious. He struck out with one palm, and the palm force enveloped his whole body. Even if he retreated, it was useless. He was completely locked by the palm force.
The young man in blue shirt took two steps back, but felt that the opponent's right palm was like a maggot attached to the bone and could not get rid of it. So his heart skipped a beat, he gathered all his internal strength, channeled it into his right palm, and faced Qian Zhaoqing.
"Bang!" There was a loud noise, and the wine jar on the table buzzed. Suddenly, with a "bang", it broke into a ball and turned into a pile of pottery shards.
The young man in blue shirt slowly fell down, and the strong man hurriedly stretched out his hand to catch him first, shouting hurriedly: "Second brother, second brother!"The young man in blue shirt has already passed out. In just a few breaths, his face has turned into gold paper, without a trace of blood.
"Second brother!Second brother!" the majestic man shouted with all his strength.
There was silence all around, and everyone looked at Qian Zhaoqing blankly. They did not expect that his palm skills were so powerful and his body skills were so fast.
Zhao Xiaosi was most shocked. The young man in blue shirt, who was regarded as a strong opponent, could not withstand Qian Zhaoqing's move.
Who is this Qian Zhaoqing? ! Why do you call Miss Jingsi your junior uncle? He was filled with doubts.
But soon, something changed in his mind, and he turned around and called Miss Jingsi his junior uncle. Then this person must be a disciple of Jiang Nanyun.
"It's just that I have never heard of Jiang Nanyun accepting a disciple. Could it be that I guessed wrong?" !
His mind was racing, trying to figure out the context.
"You killed my second brother! You killed my second brother!" The majestic man slowly put down the young man in blue shirt, carefully placed him on the floor, stood up slowly, murmured to himself, and stared wildly with his eyes. Qian Zhaoqing.
His eyes were red and bloodshot, as if they were about to explode with blood. He stared at Qian Zhaoqing as if a wolf was about to bite him.
Qian Zhaoqing faced life and death. Such a situation was a piece of cake. He didn¡¯t take it to heart. He cupped his fists and said, "Uncle Master, how should I deal with this person?!"
"This guy is really hateful, kill him!" Song Jingyun snorted softly, clenched her fists with her little hands, and gave the big man a weak blow.
The big man immediately glared at her, his eyes were red and his expression was horrifying.
"Don't listen to my sister's nonsense." Song Jingsi shook her head, patted Song Jingyun lightly, and said softly: "Stop talking nonsense!"
Qian Zhaoqing's eyes flashed with coldness, and he hummed: "Uncle Junior Master, keeping this person is a nuisance, so it's better to get rid of him!"
"That's right!" Song Jingyun nodded tenderly.
"Jingyun!" Song Jingsi's beautiful face sank, naturally carrying a majestic look that made people dare not look directly at her.
Song Jingyun stuck out her tongue and did not dare to speak.
Song Jingsi turned around and said warmly to Qian Zhaoqing: "Just drive him away, don't be afraid of harming his life!"
"I obey my uncle's orders!" Qian Zhaoqing replied respectfully.
Although he didn't think so, it was too soft-hearted, but since it was his junior uncle who gave the order, he had to obey it.
He swayed and appeared in front of the big man, saying coldly: "You can take action. If you can survive my blow, I will spare your life!"
The big man raised his head and laughed loudly, the sound shook the sky, the hall trembled with his laughter, and the cups kept jumping on the table, as if they were alive.
His laughter became louder and louder, and eventually, the wine jars on the table cracked and exploded, and the aroma of wine overflowed, filling the entire hall.
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Qian Zhaoqing snorted, his eyes widened, and he suddenly shouted: "Duh!"
The laughter stopped suddenly. The big man's chest rose and fell a few times, but he couldn't make a sound. He felt strange and turned to look at Qian Zhaoqing.
Qian Zhaoqing's move is a Taoist secret technique. It is a seven-character technique, and each word contains mysterious power.
"There are these records in ancient records, but in the past hundred years, we have never heard of them again. Except for the roar of the lion in Shaolin, there has been no reappearance of magical powers in Taoism.
Because breathing out these seven words is very beneficial to the body, but using it for attack has been lost.
Xiao Yuesheng supplemented the secret technique of this secret technique and placed it in the martial arts hall. Qian Zhaoqing had seen this technique before and thought it had unexpected effects, but he learned it.
With the unique internal force method, every word uttered has a unique power. This word "duh" is the method of clearing the heart and staccato.
"Don't do these useless things anymore, just take action!" Qian Zhaoqing said lightly, slowly raising his right palm.
"I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you! Avenge my second brother!" The majestic man's eyes were blood red, and he muttered to himself, his voice getting louder and louder.
Qian Zhaoqing smiled lightly and said nonchalantly: "What you say is unfounded, come on!"
The big man rushed over fiercely, carrying a gust of wind and an indomitable momentum, and rushed straight over.
Qian Zhaoqing did not dodge, but stepped forward to meet him. His right palm advanced and struck out with a palm, hitting the big man's chest.
"Ah - ugh -!" The big man shouted suddenly, his voice was weird, and it carried a soul-stirring power, as if it scared the soul away. The sound behind it sounded like a woman's voice, which made people unbearable. I have goosebumps all over my body, hands and feettremble.
Qian Zhaoqing is not affected at all. His inner strength and mental state are extremely strong and his will is strong and resolute. He is the best able to resist such voices that disturb his mind.
He clapped his palm and met the big man's hand like a cattail leaf fan.
"Bang" The two palms met, and the big man's majestic figure immediately flew into the air, a giant, flying into the sky.
"Bang" Everyone felt their feet tremble, as if the whole building was about to collapse.
The big man fell down, right next to the young man in blue shirt. The two lay side by side, becoming brothers in distress.
Qian Zhaoqing's palm was not only extremely powerful, but also powerful and clever, throwing such a big man beside the young man in blue shirt.
Everyone was stunned, not expecting this ending.
Glancing at the two of them, Qian Zhaoqing looked coldly, turned to Song Jing and thought, "Uncle Junior, throw them outside?"
Song Jingsi nodded: "There are some obstructions here, just throw them outside, don't hurt their lives!"
"Don't worry, Junior Uncle, I guarantee you won't let them die!" Qian Zhaoqing nodded in agreement, floated forward, picked up the two of them one with each hand, and walked out of the restaurant.
"Miss Jingsi, who is this young hero?!" Zhao Xiaosi couldn't help but ask in a low voice.
Song Jingyun pursed her lips and smiled: "He? He is a disciple of the Qingping Gang, and now he is a hall master. How is his martial arts?"
Looking at her cheerful expression, it seemed as if she had done it herself.
"It turns out it's the Qingping Gang This young hero has amazing martial arts skills and deep internal strength. I'm really willing to let you down!" Zhao Xiaosi nodded and was filled with admiration.
They are very familiar with the Qingping Gang, and the key is that its leader is Jiang Nanyun, Xiao Yuesheng's eldest disciple.
"He is just a hall leader of the Qingping Gang, nothing more." Song Jingsi said lightly, with a cold expression.
"Miss Jingsi, how many gangs does the Qingping Gang have?" Zhao Xiaosi asked with a frown.
Song Jingyun cooed: "The number of branches of the Qingping Gang has nothing to do with the number of hall leaders!"
¡°Huh¡ª¡ª?It doesn¡¯t matter?!¡± Zhao Xiaosi was extremely surprised.
Song Jingyun chuckled and said: "The Qingping Gang is very different from the other gangs. They implement hierarchical positions. The leader of the hall is the third level Oops, I don't understand."
Song Jingsi shook her head and smiled: "Don't make it too clear. In short, their hall masters are not just one or two. As long as they contribute enough and have good martial arts skills, they can become the hall masters. It's just that they don't care about things, but they are idle."
Zhao Xiaosi vaguely understood, nodded and said: "He is just a hall leader of the Qingping Gang?!"
Song Jingsi and Song Jingyun nodded.
"Then, what else is above the hall master?" Zhao Xiaosi broke through the sand to ask, looking at Song Jingsi intently.
Song Jingyun chuckled and answered first: "Above the hall master, there are also the chief hall master, altar master, chief altar master, protector, and chief protector!"
Zhao Xiaosi suddenly took a breath of cold air and felt cold in his heart. With such martial arts, he is just a leader of the Qingping Gang. How many masters are there? !
Song Jingsi glanced at him and knew what he was thinking. She smiled slightly and said: "They have also practiced hard step by step. Zhao Shaoxia, if you practice hard, your achievements will never be worse than him!"
Zhao Xiaosi smiled bitterly, shook his head and sighed: "Manpower is sometimes exhausted. Although a person's cultivation is based on diligence, his talent is far from ordinary."
Song Jingsi shook her head and smiled, and said nothing more. Things in the world are inherently helpless. Some people are born with excellent talents, while some people are born with dull talents. Even if they work a hundred times more than ordinary people, their martial arts skills may not be as high as others.
There are countless such situations, how can we explain them clearly?
When they returned to the Su Mansion, Xiao Yuesheng, Su Yingzhong and Su Yingfang were drinking and enjoying themselves.
The wine that the three of them drank was the daughter's red wine that had been collected for more than forty years. The wine had a mellow and lingering aroma. It was truly a rare good wine.
Su Yingzhong also missed Xiao Yuesheng's affection and had been reluctant to drink it, but today he took it out and the three of them solved it.
This jar of daughter red was left by his wife, Su Qingqing¡¯s mother, who was never willing to drink it, but to express his love.
"But Xiao Yuesheng's kindness this time was extremely great. He couldn't repay it, so he took out the daughter's red.
Su Yingzhong put down the big bowl and hummed: "This little girl, Qingqing, runs outside all day long and doesn't care about her family all day long. She is really not a good girl!"
Su Yingfang shook her head and sighed: "Master, don't talk about your daughter. It's the same with your son. Once you have a daughter-in-law, you forget your parents!"
This girl's red is mellow and soft in the mouth, not too spicy, but has great stamina, making it easy for people to get drunk without knowing it.
These two people were in such a situation. They were drinking and didn't feel anything, but they were already drunk. Unknowingly, they began to talk more. Their whole body was happy and rare. Some words that Gui couldn't say. I also had the guts to say it.
"Nephew Xiao Xian, tell me, how is our Qingqing family doing?" Su Yingzhong asked seriously, her tongue a bit loud.
Xiao Yuesheng nodded and said with a smile: "Qingqing is naturally a rare and good girl!"
Su Ying nodded with a satisfied look.
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Xiao Yuesheng smiled bitterly and nodded without denying it.
Su Qingqing¡¯s heart was indeed stolen by her, but she still hasn¡¯t laid a finger on her yet, but she is clinging to the last hurdle.
"Tell me, what did you do to Qingqing?" Su Yingzhong suddenly raised his head and asked loudly, his voice was stern, and his eyes were staring at him.
Xiao Yuesheng was a little embarrassed by what he saw, and said with a bitter smile: "I don't know either,after all, I can always think of a way!"
"I know, you don't want your wife to be sad, so you don't want my daughter to be sad?!" Su Yingzhong snorted, eyes widened, and asked aggressively.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled bitterly and looked at Su Yingfang, asking for help.
Su Yingfang stroked her beard and looked up at the carved beams of the small pavilion, as if appreciating the beauty of the architecture.
" Xiao Yuesheng cursed secretly, smiled bitterly, but said nothing. Talking too much will lead to mistakes. Besides, there is no use talking too much to a drunk person.
When Song Jingsi and the others returned to the Su Mansion, this was what they saw: in the small pavilion, three people were sitting around a table. Master Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled bitterly, Su Yingzhong lowered his head and babbled, and Su Yingfang stroked her beard and raised her head, looking at the sky. view.
"Master!" Song Jingsi's mind was sharp and agile. When she saw such a situation, she suddenly realized that something was not good and stepped forward to rescue him.
Xiao Yuesheng breathed a sigh of relief, cast an approving look, nodded and said: "Are you back?Looking at your expressions, it seems like something happened to you?"
"Well, I met a drunk man and had some trouble." Song Jingsi nodded and said quietly.
¡°Huh¡ª¡ª?!¡± Xiao Yuesheng¡¯s brows suddenly furrowed and his eyes flashed.
¡°What¡¯s going on?!¡± He hummed in a deep voice, his face darkening.
The air in the small pavilion suddenly condensed, as if it was frozen, breathing was not smooth, and the huge pressure was like Mount Tai pressing on top.
"Mr. Xiao, it's like this" Zhao Xiaosi started to help explain.
He spoke briefly, and in just a few words, he explained the whole story clearly. Xiao Yuesheng nodded, his expression brightening slightly.
"Jingsi, you are not doing this right!" Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, frowned, and glanced at Song Jingsi.
"Master, where did I go wrong?" Song Jingsi asked hurriedly.
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and sighed: "You, you, are too soft-hearted!"
He continued: "Next time if something like this happens, just kill her. If you act like this, if a woman is not strong in martial arts, she will have no choice but to be humiliated. It is tantamount to killing her!"
"He has such a habit. There is no guarantee that he will not do it again next time. If you are so indulgent, isn't it indulgence in evil?!" Xiao Yuesheng said in a deep voice.
Zhao Xiaosi and the others didn¡¯t take it seriously at first, thinking that Xiao Yihan was indeed cruel and ruthless.
But later, as Xiao Yuesheng spoke, they couldn't help but feel that Xiao Yuesheng's words were extremely reasonable.
If you encounter this thief, you should really eradicate it to avoid leaving any future troubles.
"Next time, I won't do this again, remember?!" Xiao Yuesheng glared at Song Jingsi and hummed in a deep voice.
"Yes, disciple, I obey!" Song Jingsi nodded heavily, showing a firm face.
Everyone sighed secretly, here comes another Jiangnan Yun, a disciple of the Xiao family, all of them are ruthless masters!
"If you go out privately, you will be forced to face the wall for a month as a punishment!" Su Yingfang said in a light tone while stroking his beard.
Everyone looked at each other in shock, not expecting that they would actually be punished.
"Fifth Uncle" Zhao Xiaosi ate.
Su Yingfang stopped stroking his beard, then lowered his face, glared at Zhao Xiaosi, and hummed: "Fortunately, this time we are just ordinary martial arts people. What if we are people from the Demon Cult?!With the abilities of you few, , can you escape from the Demon Cult?!"
Everyone was silent. Although they had thought about it, they were lucky and thought that the Qingping Gang was there.People from the Demon Cult did not dare to appear in Lin'an City.
"You guys really don't let me worry!" Su Yingfang shook her head and sighed, and glared at everyone.
In the early morning of the next day, Xiao Yuesheng woke up naturally after a long sleep. When he got up, it was already three o'clock in the morning and the back garden was quiet.
He opened the window, and the fresh air suddenly rushed in, exuding a cheerful atmosphere.
Leaning under the window and looking out, Song Jingsi and Song Jingyun were practicing in the flower garden. There was also someone in the other flower garden, but it was Su Qingqing!
Xiao Yuesheng coughed lightly and raised his voice: "Qingqing, why are you here so early?!"
Although he said it to the outside, only Su Qingqing could hear it, and the sound was transmitted into the secret. There was silence in the ears of Song Jingsi and Song Jingyun, and there was no movement.
Su Qingqing is dressed in a lake-green robe, with a long sword flying like a dance. She dances with the sword in the flower garden, her posture is beautiful and moving.
Hearing Xiao Yuesheng's voice ringing in her ears, she looked up, her sword skills stopped, and her exquisite jade face was full of surprises.
She swayed, like a wisp of smoke, out of the flower garden, along the corridor, across the lake and arrived at the Hanyan Pavilion.
??quickly went up to the second floor, opened the door directly, and came to his room.
"Brother!" Su Qingqing rushed in, bringing a faint fragrance, her skin could be broken by the blow, her skin was white and rosy, and she was panting.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly, leaned against the window, and said with a faint smile: "Qingqing, why are you in such a hurry?!"
Su Qingqing rolled her eyes at him and said coquettishly: "Brother, you are so serious!"
"What's wrong?" Xiao Yuesheng was surprised.
Su Qingqing stepped forward, folded up the brocade quilt on his couch, and tidied it up neatly. Then she came to him and helped him button up his shirt.
Seeing her taking such close and careful care, Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled bitterly, with a helpless look on his face. He couldn't just push her away.
Su Qingqing bent down and fastened the buttons of his clothes while shaking her head: "Brother, I didn't expect that you actually taught me the Su family's footwork!"
Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly: "I'm afraid that people from the Demon Cult will find me. They have no power to fight back and it's too late to save them!"
"Well, is that why, brother, you taught them the Spiritual Snake Step?" Su Qingqing showed a look of surprise and nodded.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled: "Didn't you always say that your Su family lacks a set of footwork? If not, the Su family's martial arts will definitely be twice as powerful?"
He smiled slightly: "I just want to try to see if your words are accurate."
Su Qingqing rolled her eyes at him, straightened up, smoothed her hair from her temples, and looked at his whole body to see which one was inappropriate.
She straightened up, smoothed her hair, and rolled her eyes. These actions, with their infinite charm, made Xiao Yuesheng's heart flutter.
He suddenly reached out and took Su Qingqing into his arms.
Su Qingqing let out a "squeak" and softened, paralyzing into his arms. It was as if all the strength in her body had been drained away, as if there were no bones in her body.
With a gentle kiss on her forehead, Xiao Yuesheng slowly let go of her and pecked her lips as red as cherries.
Since his last epiphany, his whole mind has been harmonious and free, no longer rigid and restrained, as if he has returned to the temperament of his previous two lives.
In this life, he has been restraining himself, wanting to concentrate on cultivation, and not to distract himself from loving others, so as not to incur a love debt, which is only painful.
But since his last epiphany, he has put aside these constraints, doing everything according to his heart and not being rigid about everything.
He has long understood Su Qingqing's affection for him. He had been trying to restrain it before, but now he no longer pays attention to it.
"You" Su Qingqing's eyes were hazy, and she felt that she was in a dream, which seemed to be real and illusory, and she couldn't believe that this was real.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly: "Qingqing, you have suffered."
"Brother" Su Qingqing suddenly felt sore, and all kinds of grievances came to her.
"Don't cry. I couldn't help you before, but I will treat you well in the future." Xiao Yuesheng patted her pink back gently and said softly.
Su Qingqing felt as if her body was soaked in honey. It was difficult to move. Her head was confused and she could only stare at Xiao Yuesheng blankly.
On top of the painting, Su Qingqing sat in front of the piano table, playing the piano with both hands, and the sound of the cong-cong floated out melodiously, with an inexplicable aura of joy.
Xiao Yuesheng was sitting in front of the window, reading a book and holding a white jade cup in the other hand, as usual.
The same situation, but in Su Qingqing's eyes, was completely different. Everything around him became bright and moving, the colors were clear, and everything was full of vitality.
Song Mengjun was wearing a blue shirt, sitting on Su Qingqing¡¯s sideNext to me, listening to her music and looking at her energetic face, I was secretly surprised.
After a while, Su Qingqing stopped playing the piano.
"Qingqing, what good thing happened to you?!" Song Mengjun was as cold as ice, but he smiled at Su Qingqing.
Su Qingqing was startled, her delicate face turned red, and she shook her head quickly: "Noit's not"
"They say people are in high spirits during happy events. I see, that's the case with you!" Song Mengjun shook his head and smiled, glancing at Xiao Yuesheng.
But she couldn't see anything from Xiao Yuesheng. When she turned around and glanced, Su Qingqing took a peek at Xiao Yuesheng and quickly averted her eyes.
Seeing her like this, Song Mengjun secretly thought that the reason why Qingqing was so happy must have something to do with Mr. Xiao, could it be the two of them
She shook her head again. Mr. Xiao has always been a gentleman who observes etiquette and will not do anything that violates the rules. Maybe he is overthinking it.
The two girls have been together for the past few days, and they even went to Guanyun Villa to attract Xiao Yuesheng, because the two girls were practicing Feixing Yin.
This Feixing Yin is extremely mysterious. First, you must have extremely profound piano skills, and then you must have deep internal strength. Both are indispensable.
Song Mengjun and Su Qingqing have both, and can practice the Flying Star.
But Feixingyin is mysterious and unpredictable, and it is difficult for people with ordinary qualifications to master it. With their understanding and talent, it is still difficult to learn, just like walking on a rugged path. It is difficult and difficult, and you can only walk step by step. , can't get up quickly.
Xiao Yuesheng had nothing to do. He was reading a book and practicing the Light Transformation Jue. Hearing them talking in his ears, he was in a happy mood and entered the country faster.
In this way, under the guidance of Xiao Yuesheng, the two girls practiced Feixing Yin with difficulty. Slowly and patiently, they found the way.
The two of them played a song and felt exhausted. Every note cost them a lot of effort and energy. Playing this song was more tiring than practicing martial arts for a whole day.
"Practice is only physically tiring, but after this song, I feel mentally and physically exhausted. If I hadn't been young, I wouldn't have dared to work so hard."
The two of them fell on the fragrant couch, ignoring Xiao Yuesheng beside them, lying side by side, like two lotus flowers side by side.
"Qingqing, you, you, you must be hiding something good from me!" Song Mengjun rested her arms on her arms and turned to look at Su Qingqing.
Su Qingqing bit her lower lip, her lips were as red as red paint, so charming and charming that she wanted to take a bite.
She said softly: "Nono"
"To be honest, are you with Mr. Xiao" Song Mengjun chuckled softly.
"No!" Su Qingqing said hurriedly, her voice loud and suddenly rising, startling Song Mengjun.
Song Mengjun looked at her with astonishment on his face, then glanced at Xiao Yuesheng who was sitting by the window, his eyes filled with disbelief.
The corners of her mouth curled up, revealing a bitter smile.
Unexpectedly, the prophecy came true and he guessed it. The two of them did something that exceeded the rules!
"Sister Song, don't think so wildly, there really is nothing!" Su Qingqing said anxiously.
Song Mengjun smiled bitterly and nodded, his eyes still hazy and out of focus.
When Su Qingqing saw this, she was very anxious and shook her gently.
Song Mengjun finally came to his senses, nodded, cleared his face, and showed a smile on his cold face: "Congratulations, Qingqing."
"You, you, you are just making random guesses, it's not what you think at all!" Su Qingqing rolled her eyes and said helplessly.
Seeing that Song Mengjun and Su Qingqing were tired from practicing, Xiao Yuesheng suggested that they go to Lin'an City to take a walk and relax.
The two girls hurriedly agreed.
So we came to Lin'an City, walked around for a long time, and sat down in a restaurant. Xiao Yuesheng casually ordered some delicious dishes.
Before the food was served, a white shadow floated over, but it was Xiang Wentian, the butler of Guanyun Villa.
He used to be a member of the Demon Cult and had excellent martial arts skills. Later, he was thrown into Guanyun Villa and became a slave. He was taught more advanced martial arts by Xiao Yuesheng.
He is extremely skilled in lightness, and floats in without disturbing the people around him. It is like a ghost floating in, making it difficult for others to notice.
"Master, there is a guest in the village!" Xiang Wentian came up to Xiao Yuesheng and whispered.
Xiao Yuesheng looked up at him and raised his eyebrows: "Guest?Hateful guest?"
Xiang Wentian shook his head and said with a wry smile: "It doesn't look like hospitality, it's because of Tan Xingping's business!"
Xiao Yuesheng frowned and nodded, knowing well that since it was forIf Tan Xingping's incident happened, it would naturally be no good.
"Qingqing, Miss Song, you stay here to eat, I have something to do when I go back." Xiao Yuesheng said in a low voice.
"Brother, what's wrong?!" Su Qingqing asked hurriedly, looking worried.
She was confused because of her concern. She knew clearly that Xiao Yuesheng had extraordinary martial arts skills, but she was still worried when she heard someone came to her door.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly and said, "It's not a big deal. A friend is coming over. I'll go take a look. Maybe I'll be back soon."
Song Mengjun shook his head and said: "In that case, let's go and see him."
Su Qingqing nodded hurriedly.
Xiao Yuesheng gave a bitter smile, looked at the two girls, nodded and said: "Oh you guys, okay, let's go together!"
When the three of them returned to the villa, they saw a carriage parked in front of the woods next to the gate. It was drawn by four horses. The carriage was dark and mysterious.
The four horses are all white except for the hoofs, which have a ring of black. Their skeletons are steep, their bones are straight, and their muscles are rolling. Even standing there, they exude an air of elegance.
"What a handsome horse!" Song Mengjun and Su Qingqing both praised, staring at them with bright eyes, unable to separate.
"Such a horse is really rare. Xiao Yuesheng's eyes showed approval. Looking at the four horses, the jade-colored light flashed away.
"Such a horse is indeed rare to see." Xiao Yuesheng nodded, turned around and walked into the house, saying to the two of them, "How about you just take a look here and I'll go in?"
The two women immediately averted their eyes, took two steps forward, and followed closely behind him.
Song Mengjun smiled lightly: "Such horses, I can't wait to see their owners!"
"That's right!" Su Qingqing echoed.
The three of them entered the gate, followed the path, and soon came to the hall.
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Xiao Yuesheng felt his eyes light up, and the entire hall seemed to be illuminated by their faces.
Xiao Yuesheng clasped his fists and said in a warm voice: "Xiao Yihan, I have a distinguished guest coming to my door, but I am sorry to welcome him from afar."
As he spoke, he walked slowly forward, passed the two women, came to the main seat and sat down, looking at them lightly.
He has a strong mind. Although these two women are stunning in the world, they cannot shake his mind. They were just stunned for a moment and then returned to normal.
These two women are about the same age as Jiang Nanyun. Although their looks are different, their temperaments are very similar. They are obviously sisters from the same school.
Wearing white gauze palace clothes to cover their bodies, in this cold winter, their faces are as usual. It is obvious that they have deep inner strength and are not ordinary people.
There are two women, one has an oval face, almond eyes and peach cheeks, and a small cherry mouth, which is charming. The other has an oval face, bright eyes slightly narrowed, and full of amorous feelings.
These two women are both stunningly beautiful, but the expressions on their faces are extremely cold, as cold as ice, as if they can freeze people.
"Are you Xiao Yihan from Jinghong Yijian?!" The oval-faced woman enunciated her words like pearls, and her voice was crisp and clear to the heart.
She squinted her eyes slightly and glanced at Xiao Yuesheng, her bright eyes glowed with two gleams of coldness, like a cold sword being unsheathed.
" Xiao Yuesheng was slightly surprised. He didn't expect this woman to have such deep inner strength. It was really rare.
He nodded, smiled slightly, and said warmly: "I am the one here. The two girls are here in person. What's the important thing?!"
"It's fine if it's you, do you recognize Tan Xingping?!" The oval-shaped woman glanced at him again and asked lightly.
Xiao Yuesheng frowned, his face suddenly darkened, the air seemed to be frozen, and it was difficult to breathe.
The two goddesses looked startled, looked at each other, and then their expressions became solemn.
"Two girls, I welcome you to my villa, but your attitude really disappoints me!" Xiao Yuesheng said calmly with a calm face.
"Yes, two girls, Brother Xiao rushed back in excitement. It's rare for the manor to have guests, but you have such an attitude. It really hurts my heart!" Su Qingqing nodded and said tactfully.
She has a very good temperament, and she is a woman. The two women immediately relaxed and nodded, obviously listening to Su Qingqing's advice.
The oval-faced woman's expression softened slightly, she took a breath and said, "Okay, I'll ask you for advice. May I ask Mr. Xiao, have you ever met Tan Xingping?" - 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
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