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Volume 5: The Eight Parts of the Dragon Chapter 120: Zhuge

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    Chapter 120 Zhuge

    Taking advantage of this moment, Aunt Zhang flicked her sleeves and stood in front of her.

    "Hi¡ª¡ª!" With a soft sound, Xiao Yuesheng's hand passed through Luo Xiu, patted his tall chest gently, and quickly retracted it.

    His palms were like lightning, and his momentum was like a tiger coming down the mountain. His palms hit her high chest, but they were like swallows grabbing water, and they were separated at the first touch.

    He retracted his palm, and Aunt Zhang's body stagnated for a moment, as if she had been frozen, and then she collapsed to the ground softly, like a pile of mud collapsed.

    Fang Xueqing opened her bright eyes in surprise. She didn't expect Aunt Zhang to know martial arts.

    "Xueqing!" Xiao Yuesheng pointed, tapped the embroidered pier next to him, and then tapped the position in front of Aunt Zhang.

    Fang Xueqing was smart and hurriedly moved the embroidered pier in front of Aunt Zhang.

    Xiao Yuesheng sat down and looked at Aunt Zhang slowly.

    She has an oval face and looks sweet, with cherry lips and almond-shaped eyes, which smell like a lazy, glutinous honey, like a ripe sweet apricot. I want to take a bite.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled and said slowly, "Aunt Zhang, don't look at me like this. It was a sneak attack just now. I'm really ashamed."

    Aunt Zhang¡¯s almond-shaped eyes were wide open, and her clear eyes stared at him hatefully. Even so, her beauty was not diminished, but even more beautiful.

    "I'm just here out of curiosity." He sighed softly, shook his head and said, "If you call someone, someone will come and force me to kill you first."

    After saying that, she pointed her sleeve, and Aunt Zhang trembled, as if she had been hit by a hidden weapon, her lips parted, and she made a slightly hoarse voice: "What are you going to do?!"

    Her voice was low and cold, her almond-shaped eyes were narrowed, and her eyes were cold, as if looking at a dead person, with a faint look of compassion.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled and said: "I want to understand why Xue Qing has been poisoned? Is it because everyone has been poisoned?"

    "Not bad." Aunt Zhang nodded slowly, gritted her teeth and sneered: "If not, how could we control these little girls?"

    "Yeah." Xiao Yuesheng nodded silently, said no more, and said warmly: "Where is the antidote?"

    ¡°I don¡¯t have the antidote!¡± Aunt Zhang sneered, glaring at him mockingly: ¡°Even if you kill me, you still won¡¯t get the antidote!¡±

    "Whose hand is it?" Xiao Yuesheng asked lightly.

    Aunt Zhang¡¯s face became more sarcastic, and she laughed: ¡°Do you think I will say it?¡±

    "If I were you, I would say so." Xiao Yuesheng nodded solemnly and sighed: "I know a lot of torture techniques. Can you withstand the retrograde blood flow? Can you bear the splitting of muscles and bones?"

    Seeing her sneer and shaking her head, Xiao Yuesheng sighed helplessly, tapped the air with his left hand a few times, hissed, and the sword energy burst out of the air.

    Aunt Zhang trembled and her expression changed drastically.

    " Acupuncture points in the air require both deep internal strength and exquisite fingering techniques, both of which are indispensable. Such a person really should not be offended.

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, glanced at Aunt Zhang with pity, brushed his sleeves, and said warmly: "Let's talk now, it's too late, who is the master behind you?"

    "I said!" Aunt Zhang said.

    With another stroke, Xiao Yuesheng untied several of her acupuncture points and said in a warm voice: "Very good. Those who know the current affairs are heroes. The feeling of blood and pulses is not pleasant."

    Aunt Zhang suddenly raised her voice and shouted: "Here comes someone!"

    Xiao Yuesheng sighed, showed a wry smile, shook his head, just looked at her, but did not stop her.

    Fang Xueqing¡¯s heart tightened and she hurriedly pulled his sleeve: ¡°Sir, let¡¯s leave quickly!¡±

    Xiao Yuesheng patted her little hand: "Don't worry, take a look and then talk."

    Aunt Zhang looked at him coldly with a sneer on her face, with a hint of sarcasm, and raised her head stubbornly, as if she didn't care about life or death.

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and said, "I won't give up until I reach the Yellow River."

    After saying that, he lightly patted her chest, which was in contact with her tall chest, and the palm force sealed the acupuncture points all over her body.

    If he wants to kill this woman, he doesn't need to bother at all. He only needs the Six Meridians Divine Sword or the Great Nirvana Palm to kill her in one move.

    However, he had a vague idea and decided to keep her first.

    The sound of footsteps sounded, quick and light, all of them had good dexterity skills. Xiao Yuesheng turned around, facing the direction of the door, looking at it with a smile.

    The first ones to rush up were two middle-aged men. They were thin, with eyebrows like blades, and their bodies were as sharp as unsheathed swords.

    The two of them entered the house and saw Aunt Zhang lying motionless on the ground. They shouted angrily and rushed forward with a sword in front of them, like a tiger coming out of its box, with an overwhelming momentum.

    Stepping in front of Xiao Yuesheng, the light of the sword struck straight down, like two bolts of lightning suddenly appearing, lighting up the room fiercely and making it feel cold.

      Xiao Yuesheng sat on the embroidered pier with a big golden sword and a calm expression. He looked at the two of them leisurely. When he saw the light of the sword coming, he did not hide or avoid it. He raised his left hand and pointed out the void with his thumb.

    ¡°Chi¡ª!¡± A light whistle sounded, like a strong wind blowing across the treetops.

    "Dang! Dang!" There were two crisp sounds, and the two knives flew up at the same time, escaped from their hands, and were nailed to the roof beam, the handles of the knife trembling.

    Half of their bodies were numb, and they knew they were no match, so they twisted around and retreated.

    Xiao Yuesheng did not pursue him. Da Ma Jin Dao sat on the embroidered pier and looked at the door with a smile. Two more people rushed in, holding swords in their hands. As soon as they entered the door, they were enveloped by the shadow of the sword.

    Xiao Yuesheng still had time to take a look at the two of them. They were still thin, wearing green shirts and handsome faces, but they were two young men.

    Although the two of them are young, they are skilled in swordsmanship, their eyes are calm and there is no trace of disturbance.

    Xiao Yuesheng raised his eyebrows. The two people were so calm. It was obviously not due to the vicissitudes of their moods, and everything was not based on their hearts, but because of their mental state.

    This is a good idea. He looked at the two of them in surprise.

    The mental skills of the two holding swords were immediately burned into his mind. When he went back to study it slowly, he stretched out his left hand, clasped his index finger on his thumb, and flicked it.

    "Ding" The two sword tips met in front of his chest, and a clear sound came out from the sparks. Once you heard it, you knew it was from two good swords.

    Just now, he flicked a sword with his left index finger, and then the sword collided with another sword.

    His finger was so powerful that the sword hit the other sword and flew away. The sword flew out and escaped from the hands of the two at the same time.

    The two swords flew to the beam, and the handles trembled, like two silver snakes unwilling to be restrained, struggling constantly, trying to get in.

    The two then stepped back and left the house, when an old man came in.

    He was dressed in linen and gebu, with white hair and a childlike face. His eyes were bright and sparkling, as if there was divine light contained in them. He was majestic and intimidating, and there was an invisible pressure all over his body.

    He walked in lightly, looked at Xiao Yuesheng, then looked at Aunt Zhang lying on the ground, narrowed his eyes, and then turned back to Xiao Yuesheng: "Who are you, making trouble here?!"

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled: "I would like to ask, who are you, here to join in the fun?"

    The old man clasped his fists and said calmly: "I, Zhuge Fei, still have a bit of a bad reputation in the martial arts world. If you offend me in any way, my friends, please don't take offense. Please allow me to accompany you!"

    He was unhurried and his expression was impressive. Fang Xueqing secretly pulled Xiao Yuesheng's back.

    Xiao Yuesheng patted her little hand, indicating not to be nervous, and said with a smile: "Zhuge Fei, haha, it turned out to be a flying rainbow with a sword. I have been famous for a long time!"

    This Zhuge Fei is indeed a celebrity. He is a top martial arts master in Jiangnan. Although he is not as famous as Murong Fu, he is still famous and powerful.

    He smiled and said: "So, this Zuihong Mansion is owned by Senior Zhuge?"

    Zhuge Fei smiled and shook his head: "I'm here to help. I'm not the master. I'm just protecting you secretly to prevent anyone from causing trouble!"

    "That's it!" Xiao Yuesheng nodded, showing disappointment.

    He smiled and said kindly: "Senior Zhuge, please go and invite the owner of Zuihong Mansion. I want to meet him."

    A man emerged from behind Zhuge Fei. He was quite old and thin, as if he could be blown away by a gust of wind, and he had a sinister look on his face.

    He poked his finger and shouted angrily, with disdain on his face and sneers: "You are arrogant! How can you see my master whenever you want?!"

    ¡°Oh¡ª¡ª?¡± Xiao Yuesheng chuckled, shook his head, and flicked his left sleeve.

    The old man with the evil eyebrows flew up suddenly and hit the wall behind, like a painting hanging on it. After a while, he slowly slid down and closed his eyes.

    Zhuge Fei frowned, took a step forward, supported him, checked his pulse with his other hand, breathed a sigh of relief, and just held his breath.

    He lowered his face and looked at Xiao Yuesheng coldly: "Who are you, Your Excellency? But you are determined to make things difficult for me?!"

    Xiao Yuesheng's smile remained unchanged: "My lord, Xiao Guanlan, this person is too noisy, so I have to shut him up! I have something to ask the owner of Zuihong Mansion. Senior Zhuge only needs to pass it on."

    "Okay!" Zhuge Fei nodded slowly, extremely afraid of Xiao Yuesheng's skill.
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