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Volume 4 Chapter 70 Head

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    Chapter 70 Head

    "Headmaster?" Fan Qingyun turned around and asked.

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    Fan Qingyun's face turned red, he glanced at Chen Chengxiang and laughed twice, feeling a little embarrassed.

    The Iron Knife Sect is indeed not a big sect. It has just emerged and its reputation is not obvious. It only gained a little fame by killing the previous leader of its own sect.

    The Ziyang Sword Sect, the dignified No. 1 Sword Sect in Huainan, was suppressed by such a small sect that had just emerged. It was really embarrassing!

    Xiao Yuesheng suddenly tightened the reins and sat down. The horse neighed loudly, raised its front hooves, and kicked the ground with its hind hooves. He stood up and stood firmly.

    Several people hurriedly tightened their reins, rushed out for a while, stopped, and turned to look at him.

    Xiao Yuesheng thought thoughtfully and raised his head: "I have something to do. Come as you go. You go slowly and wait for me in front!"

    After saying that, he dismounted his horse, turned around and left.

    "Master? Master" Chen Chengxiang shouted hurriedly. The master didn't call out the second time, so he took it back. Xiao Yuesheng's figure had disappeared from where he came from.

    Chen Chengxiang looked into the distance, shook his head with a wry smile, jumped up and dismounted: "Let's wait here for the leader!"

    Fan Qingyun and the other three dismounted their horses at the same time, tied their horses to a small tree beside the road, and sat down by the road to rest.

    "I wonder what the master has to do to make you so anxious?" Fan Qingyun shook his head, his face full of doubts.

    Hu Fei said: "Did you forget to take something?"

    Chen Chengxiang nodded and smiled: "Hu Shaoxia, when did you meet the leader?"

    Hu Fei thought for a moment and said, "When I met the Taoist priest, he had not yet become the leader of your sect."

    "I know, I know, but how did you get to know the leader?" Fan Qingyun asked with a smile on his face, a look of curiosity on his face.

    He Yushu also pricked up her small ears and listened attentively.

    Hu Fei laughed. He was upright and simple-minded. He didn't think about the twists and turns and talked about what happened in Merchant Fort.

    "Oh, Shang Jianming, I have heard of this person." Chen Chengxiang nodded and said: "His Bagua knife is indeed very good. I heard that he died under the sword of the Golden-faced Buddha Miao Renfeng."

    "Yeah." Hu Fei nodded and sighed: "If it weren't for the Taoist priest, it would be difficult for my family to gather the sword manuals passed down by me, and I wouldn't be able to practice sword skills."

    As he was talking, a figure flashed in front of his eyes, and Xiao Yuesheng suddenly appeared, holding a black cloth bag in his hand. It was round and it was hard to tell what it contained.

    "Haha, Master, what kind of treasure is it?" Fan Qingyun smiled.

    Xiao Yuesheng tossed it to Fan Qingyun and said, "Elder Fan, take it with you and don't show it to others!"

    After saying that, he glanced at He Yushu, turned around and came to the tree, untied the reins, jumped on the horse, and lightly tapped his foot: "Hurry up and go back early!"

    Seeing Fan Qingyun opening the bag, Chen Chengxiang smiled and asked, "Sixth Junior Brother, what kind of treasure is this?"

    Fan Qingyun opened the bag, looked down, his face changed slightly, quickly closed it, raised his head and glanced at He Yushu, hehe laughed and said: "Nothing, nothing! The leader is gone, let's chase him quickly!"

    After saying that, he hung the bag next to the saddle, jumped on the horse, knocked the horse's belly, and ran out, chasing Xiao Yuesheng.

    Chen Chengxiang shook his head and smiled, feeling baffled. He got on the horse and grinned at Hu Fei and He Yushu: "Let's hurry up and not be pulled down by the leader."

    Along the way, Fan Qingyun carried the bag with him and refused to let anyone see it. Chen Chengxiang was greatly annoyed, but he had no choice but to do so. This was the order of the leader.

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    Hu Fei felt distressed. It was really difficult for such a beautiful woman, weak and slender, to travel with these grown men.

    But the Taoist priest didn¡¯t seem to see it. He was really a careless person who didn¡¯t know how to pity women!

    Although he disagreed, he could not blame Xiao Yuesheng for anything wrong. He could only help secretly, padding her saddle more softly, and doing more rough work to prevent He Yushu from getting tired.

    The next morning, they arrived at Ziyang Mountain.

    At the foot of Ziyang Mountain, in front of the path leading to the mountain, two disciples stood with majestic expressions, wearing lavender gowns, standing with swords in their hands, purple silk ribbons fluttering on the hilts.

    Seeing Xiao Yuesheng and the four others, the two disciples hurriedly stepped forward and knelt on the ground: "Greetings to the leader, greetings to Elder Chen and Elder Fan."

    Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand: "Get up."

    As he spoke, he walked straight up the mountain without stopping.

      The martial arts training field in the valley was very lively. Hundreds of people were fighting in a melee. They were fighting fiercely. The shouts, charging sounds, and screams were mixed together. The lake in the center of the valley seemed to be broken. The tranquility was broken and the waves were slightly rippled.

    Hu Fei was stunned and turned to look at the two elders, Xiao Yuesheng and Chen Fan, but saw that their faces were as usual.

    "Taoist, are they?" Hu Fei asked in surprise.

    "The disciples are practicing martial arts," Xiao Yuesheng said while walking towards the martial arts training ground without stopping.

    "Are they really fighting?" Hu Fei looked worried.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled faintly: "It's just a wooden sword. There will be no casualties. Brother Hu, don't worry. Let's go in and talk."

    Hu Fei smiled sheepishly, followed Xiao Yuesheng, walked through the martial arts training ground, came to the only building in the valley, and entered the hall.

    Although the disciples in the martial arts training field saw their leader returning, they had no time to take care of it. The battle was fierce and they would be knocked down if they were distracted.

    "Elder Chen, Elder Fan, go make arrangements!" Xiao Yuesheng sat on the Grand Master's chair in the middle of the hall and ordered lightly.

    "Yes, Master!" The two stood up, clasped their fists and bowed, smiled at Hu Fei, and exited the hall.

    He Yushu curled in, looking troubled, but still holding on, holding a wooden tray and two white porcelain tea cups, giving them to the two of them.

    "Yushu, please step back." Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand.

    "Yes, Master." He Yushu said softly, and walked out of the hall gracefully.

    Hu Fei looked at her back, shook his head and said, "Miss He has suffered a lot along the way."

    Xiao Yuesheng picked up the tea cup and took a sip, smiling toothily: "What, Brother Hu, do you care about the fragrance and cherish the jade?"

    Hu Fei blushed and said hurriedly: "Taoist priest, don't make fun of her. I just saw that she is weak and I'm afraid she will collapse from exhaustion. Taoist priest has no one to serve her."

    A beautiful face appeared in his mind, with a slightly dark complexion and a radiant face. She was also very skilled in martial arts.

    "Sixth Junior Brother, please tell me, what kind of treasure is it?!" As soon as he left the hall and walked down to the bluestone floor in front of the building, Chen Chengxiang couldn't wait to ask Fan Qingyun.

    Fan Qingyun chuckled, took off the bag from his waist, and threw it to Chen Chengxiang.

    Chen Chengxiang took it, opened the bag, looked down, and his face suddenly changed. When he raised his head, his face was shining brightly, and his eyes were like torches.

    Fan Qingyun chuckled and said: "The head of the family cares about Yu Shu, but he is afraid of scaring Yu Shu and won't let me say anything."

    "Okay! Okay!" Chen Chengxiang laughed loudly.

    After laughing for a while, he stopped slowly, with tears in the corner of his eyes, and lowered his head and gently stared at the cloth bag: "Just use it to sacrifice the head of the head in heaven!"

    "This should be the intention of the leader!" Fan Qingyun nodded heavily.

    "Fifth Junior Brother, Sixth Junior Brother, you are back! Why are you laughing?!" The two people meandered from in front of a group of small courtyards, with red faces and high spirits. The one who spoke was Chuanjian Elder Li Mingyang, followed by Iron Sword Elder Tang Zhengfeng.

    "Fifth Junior Brother, what did you bring?" Tang Zhengfeng pointed at the bag in Chen Chengxiang's hand.

    Chen Chengxiang handed over the bag and said with a smile: "Haha, Second Senior Brother, Third Senior Brother, you guys can see for yourselves!"

    Tang Zhengfeng took it, opened the bag and took a look, his expression changed, he turned to look at the two of them, stretched out his hand, took out a round object, and held it in front of him to look at.

    Li Mingyang¡¯s expression changed: ¡°Whose head is this?!¡±

    ¡°Third senior brother, you¡¯ll know just by looking at it!¡± Fan Qingyun chuckled.

    "Li! Mo!" Tang Zhengfeng looked at him and said coldly.

    Li Mingyang hurriedly lowered his head to measure it, nodded and said: "Not bad, not bad! It's Li Mo, the master of the Iron Sword Sect!"

    "This is the master using the force of his palm to freeze it." Fan Qingyun said.

    "Did the leader kill him?!" Li Mingyang asked hurriedly.

    Fan Qingyun laughed loudly: "Haha, that's right, Second Senior Brother, Third Senior Brother, it's a great pity that you didn't go together!"

    Li Mingyang said hurriedly: "Sixth Junior Brother, don't try to sell yourself out, just tell me quickly!"

    "Come on, let's talk in the house!" Tang Zhengfeng stretched out his hand and pointed to a small courtyard not far ahead.

    Fan Qingyun hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, you should have wine when you talk about this!"

    So the four elders entered Tang Zhengfeng's courtyard and sat in the small pavilion in the courtyard. Mrs. Tang cooked a few side dishes and served them wine.

    She is still beautiful. Seeing the four brothers being so harmonious, she feels happy in her heart and smiles on her lips.

    In the evening, Xiao Yuesheng sat in front of the xuan desk, holding a book in his hand and reading it intently. The lights in the four corners of the room gave off a soft light, covering him.

      He Yushu stood behind him and looked at him quietly.
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