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Volume 5: The Eight Parts of Tianlong Chapter 70: Meeting Again

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    Chapter 70 Meeting Again

    Xiao Yuesheng pressed Zhong Ling's shoulder, raised his eyebrows, and gave the old man a cold look: "Ding Chunqiu, are you tired of living?!"

    Looking at Su Xinghe¡¯s expression, you can guess that this person is Ding Chunqiu.

    His voice was clear and crisp. When Zhong Ling heard it, he suddenly woke up and turned to look at Xiao Yuesheng and then Ding Chunqiu in confusion.

    Ding Chunqiu was startled when he heard this, and then his silver beard trembled with anger, his eyes flashed sharply, he flicked his goose feather fan casually, and hummed: "Who is this kid, dare to talk to me like this?!"

    With a flick of Xiao Yuesheng's sleeves, a strong wind rose from the ground. The strong wind suddenly rose and swept Ding Chunqiu violently. His silver hair and beard fluttered backward.

    Xiao Yuesheng was able to transform formlessness into form. When he saw the goose feather fan blowing away the poison, he directly used his cassock to subdue demons to sweep it away.

    Ding Chunqiu's face changed slightly, but his expression remained calm. He lightly fanned his goose feather fan and said slowly: "Young man, if you become arrogant after learning a few martial arts, you will suffer in the end!"

    He turned to Su Xinghe and sneered: "You really invited helpers, that's great! That's great!"

    Su Xinghe glanced at him, then looked at Xiao Yuesheng with a confused look.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled: "Senior Su, just play chess with peace of mind. If anyone wants to cause trouble, I will take care of it!"

    "Master Xiao, be careful!" Su Xinghe nodded with a grateful look.

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and chuckled: "His sloppy efforts are not worthy of recognition and are not worth mentioning!"

    Ding Chunqiu could no longer suppress his anger. He shouted angrily, took a step forward, and struck with his right palm: "You kid, you insulted me too much, give me a slap!"

    "Disgrace yourself!" Xiao Yuesheng sneered, turned his wrist with his left palm, pulled it into his arms, and pushed it, the wind of his palm suddenly sounded like a roar of a dragon.

    A group of people were coming from a distance. Some men in peasant clothes were carrying more than a dozen people using rope nets. They were followed by a group of people, all of them high-spirited and arrogant.

    The dozen or so people in the rope net were all depressed, as if they had not recovered from a serious illness.

    One of them was different. He huddled in the rope net, curled up, and looked up at his surroundings.

    Suddenly seeing Xiao Yuesheng, he sat up straight, his eyes suddenly brightened, and shouted: "Eldest brother, second brother, fourth brother, this old weirdo Ding is going to be unlucky!"

    "Third brother, what's going on?" A burly man in a maroon red robe with big ears asked. He was huddled on the rope net, still looking burly.

    "That person is Xiao Guanlan, the head of the Wuliang Sword East Sect. He is a powerful guy. Ding Chunqiu will surely suffer a loss when he meets him! Haha!" Bao Bubu laughed happily.

    "Looking at his young age, how can he stand up to Old Monster Ding?!" A little man in black next to him laughed, with a mustache on his lips, and he looked very vicious.

    Bao BuTong shook his head and laughed: "Second brother, you are mistaken this time. I have suffered losses at the hands of this guy, but he is a powerful character!"

    "Oh, I've heard that it seems that my uncle and wife also suffered a loss?" Deng Baichuan frowned and asked lightly.

    He asked the question in a confidential manner. The story of Wang Yuyan¡¯s abduction could not be spread to outsiders. It would damage her reputation and show the incompetence of the Murong family.

    With self-mockery on Bao BuTong¡¯s face, he laughed and said, ¡°No, I can¡¯t do it. Even Granny Li personally went to Mantuo Villa, but she still couldn¡¯t please her Hey, there¡¯s a fight, look!¡±

    Xiao Yuesheng pushed out one palm, which was the fierce and unparalleled Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

    All the disciples around Bao BuTong suddenly started shouting: "This boy is so bold. He dares to reach out to the old immortal. He will die without a burial place!" "What a stupid boy. The old immortal has great magic power. I will beat him to death in one go!"  "

    Bao BuTong heard their shouting and sneered again and again. Deng Baichuan and the others stared nervously into the distance, secretly cheering for Xiao Yuesheng.

    "Bang!" The two palms met, like the sound of defeat. The sound was dull and made me feel depressed.

    Duan Yu and Su Xinghe both looked up and saw that Ding Chunqiu was thumping and taking four steps back, his face flushed as if covered with a layer of red cloth.

    The two of them relaxed and continued playing chess.

    Xiao Yuesheng stood with his hands behind his back and sneered: "Ding Chunqiu, you'd better keep that magic weapon for yourself!"

    Ding Chunqiu's chest rose and fell, calming down and calming his mind. The expression on his face changed, and he stared at Xiao Yuesheng with wide eyes, showing confusion.

    The attack that has always been invincible turned out to be useless. The opponent's internal energy was so strong that it was like a mouse gnawing at iron, and there was no way to attack it.

    What's even more powerful is that his internal strength is like a huge and furious wave, which is impossible to control. If he hadn't seen the opportunity early and retreated immediately, he would have suffered a big loss from this palm.

    He looked at Xiao Yuesheng in surprise and uncertainty, his mind was spinning, but he was a little timid.?, I don¡¯t dare to take action at will.

    Xiao Yuesheng sneered with a look of disdain, turned his head and ignored him, and looked up at a group of people not far away.

    The group of people stood blankly, and the guys who had just made a noise were all silent and silent, as if they had turned into statues.

    "Haha, haha, Old Monster Ding, is he finally defeated?!" Bao BuTong burst out laughing, extremely happy.

    The smile on Ding Chunqiu's face dropped and he said coldly: "The boy named Bao has sharp teeth and a sharp mouth. If you keep talking nonsense, I won't be polite!"

    "Why are you so rude?!" A clear voice came, and three people came out. The first one was wearing light yellow clothes and a long sword hanging from his waist. He had a handsome appearance and a cool demeanor, but it was Murong Fu.

    Duan Yu turned his head, and suddenly his eyes straightened, looking straight at one person, the woman next to Murong Fu was none other than Wang Yuyan.

    "WangMiss Wang!" Duan Yu stood up, walked over in a daze, and saluted with his fists clasped.

    Wang Yuyan was dressed in a white shirt, pure and pure, like a fairy descending to earth, making people feel ashamed. She bowed her skirt and said softly: "Mr. Duan, you are here too."

    As she said that, she glanced at Xiao Yuesheng and quickly looked away.

    Duan Yu smiled bitterly, but he couldn't find the words to say. He just felt that she was so beautiful that only Brother Xiao could match her beauty.

    Murong Fu glanced at Ding Chunqiu, and suddenly appeared beside Bao Bubu and the others. He checked his wrists and his face darkened.

    "Hey, Master, we are incompetent and fell into the plot of Old Monster Ding." Bao BuTong smiled bitterly, showing an embarrassed look.

    Murong Fu took out the elixir from his pocket and gave it to them respectively. He shook his head and said, "Ding Chunqiu has dominated the Xingxiu Sea and has been running rampant in the martial arts world for many years. He has his own problems. It is not unfair for you to fall into his hands."

    Bao BuTong whispered: "Master, he just slapped Xiao Guanlan. He doesn't dare to be presumptuous anymore. He can't beat Xiao Guanlan."

    Murong Fu¡¯s expression changed slightly, he nodded, turned around and greeted Su Xinghe. He spoke elegantly, was polite, and had an excellent demeanor.

    Everyone on the rope net also came to greet them one after another. Beiqiao Feng and Nan Murong, their names are resounding and should not be underestimated, and they all wanted to make friends with them.

    When Duan Yu saw Wang Yuyan, he had no other thoughts and could only stare at her in a daze without saying a word.

    Xiao Yuesheng stepped forward, patted his shoulder, and said with a smile: "Brother Duan, can you beat Senior Su?"

    When he saw Murong Fu coming, he pretended not to see him and was too lazy to pay attention anymore. He turned to look at Duan Yu and couldn't bear to see him like this.

    "Ah?Ah, I lost." Duan Yu was startled and shook his head hastily, not daring to look at Wang Yuyan again. At this moment, he realized that Brother Xiao already liked her.

    Murong Fu looked humble and took out several pills to detoxify everyone. The Murong family's pills were indeed powerful, and everyone's poison was immediately suppressed.

    After chatting with everyone, he came over, cupped his fists in greeting, and smiled lightly at Xiao Yuesheng. It was as if everything had never happened before.

    A clear light flashed in Xiao Yuesheng's eyes, he smiled and nodded: "Mr. Murong, I have admired your name for a long time, and now that I see you, you are indeed very charming!"

    He used the Taiqing Jade Cloud Purple Reflection Contemplation Sutra to transform the non-appearance into existence. After reading the thoughts in his mind, it was immediately clear that for the great cause of restoring the country, Murong Fu could endure it and did not want to be his enemy.

    He couldn't help but secretly admire him for being so tenacious and enduring humiliation and burden for the great cause of restoring the country. It was really only through humiliation that he could bear the burden. He couldn't bear to make it harder for him anymore.

    Murong Fu smiled with a free and easy expression: "Master Xiao, you are so polite!  How dare you compare with Master Xiao with your meager skills, and make the Fang family laugh at you!"

    Deng Baichuan and the others stared at Murong Fu with their eyes wide open.

    My son has always been proud. Even if he looks modest, it is just to win people's hearts. He is still very proud in his bones. He would never say such self-degrading words.

    Xiao Yuesheng glanced at Wang Yuyan, with a smile on his face, and nodded lightly, saying nothing, as if he didn't recognize her.

    Wang Yuyan¡¯s eyes flickered, and as soon as she made eye contact with him, she hurriedly moved away.

    Su Xinghe stood up, shook his head and sighed: "Mr. Duan, these dozen or so moves of yours are extremely exquisite, and your chess skills have reached an extremely high level. It's a pity that you didn't think about it further. Alas it's a pity! What a pity!"

    His face was full of regret, and there was no joy at all in winning the chess game. Instead, he looked miserable.

    "Senior, how about I give it a try?" Murong Fu took two steps forward and sat down with a smile.

    Xiao Yuesheng was not good at chess and was too lazy to watch. He walked up to Wang Yuyan with a smile on his lips.
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