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- Chapter 212 Meeting Again
Fang Xueqing's waist flashed with sword light, and she tapped twice lightly, hitting the two swords at the same time. Her movements were light and graceful, like dancing swords.
After the two swords passed by like a dragonfly touching water, the knife and sword swung away, flew out directly, and inserted themselves into the window frame.
Each sword was sunk so deeply that only the hilt and hilt were left.
The two of them were stunned, looking at their empty hands, then at the slightly trembling sword, and then at the cold Fang Xueqing.
Fang Xueqing glanced at the two of them, her expression was cold, but her tone was calm: "With your martial arts skills, I still have a few steps left to challenge my young master. Let's practice a little more"
After saying that, he shook his head with a look of regret.
She was too lazy to bother with the two of them anymore, turned around and said to Liang Siren and Ru Yue: "Go back, you two, your martial arts skills are really bad!"
"Yes, Miss Xueqing." The two of them lowered their heads with shame on their faces.
They also felt embarrassed. These two were just masters of themselves and had to brace themselves to deal with it. However, Miss Xueqing was able to win with just one move. Miss Xueqing was just the maid of the master. The master¡¯s martial arts One can imagine.
Thinking about yourself and then thinking about the leader, there is a huge difference, I really can¡¯t help but feel ashamed!
"Girl, please stay!" The man in green shirt suddenly swayed and appeared in front of them. He stretched out his hands to block them, with a sincere expression.
Fang Xueqing glanced impatiently, her bright eyes flashed brightly, but her tone remained calm: "Is there anything else?"
The man in the green shirt hurriedly said: "I am deeply impressed by the girl's martial arts skills. I have one more thing to ask you what kind of sword technique did the girl use just now?"
"The Infinite Sword." Fang Xueqing said calmly.
"The Infinite Sword" The man in green shirt murmured to himself, nodding slightly, with a pensive look on his clear face and a slight frown on his brows.
Seeing him like this, Fang Xueqing frowned slightly and shook her head: "It's useless for you to remember the moves!Okay, get out of the way, let's go!"
The man in green shirt hurriedly asked: "Why is it useless to memorize moves?"
He is naturally gifted and has an extraordinary memory, especially for martial arts. He can always remember every move he has seen once.
"This seems powerful, but it is of little use to him. The key lies in the depth of internal strength. Otherwise, no matter how brilliant the moves are, they will not be powerful when used.
He had already seen that the sword strike just now was similar to Liang Siren's sword technique just now. He vaguely guessed that it was the same sword technique, but the power was completely different.
He was as eager as if he saw a piece of fat in his mouth, but he couldn't eat it. He almost swallowed it, but that was all.
Fang Xueqing looked at him, shook her head and said: "The Infinite Sword is the master's original creation. It is extremely mysterious. It's useless for you to just get its shape! If you don't believe it, just give it a try!"
After saying that, he turned around and left.
¡°Wait a minute!¡± A sudden shout broke out, like a thunderbolt exploding in the ears on a sunny day, with endless rumbling sounds.
Fang Xueqing frowned and turned to look at the big man who made the noise, but it was the big man like a lion. The beard on his face seemed to stand on end, and he looked as powerful as a lion.
"How are you doing?" Fang Xueqing frowned, her voice was still calm, no emotion could be heard, but her bright eyes were filled with impatience.
The man in green shirt quickly grabbed his companion and whispered: "Brother Sun, forget it."
"No!" The lion-like man shook his head, flicked his sleeves, broke away from his hand, and said coldly: "You killed Lao Wang, you have to give us an explanation!"
"What explanation?" Fang Xueqing said lightly, squinting her bright eyes slightly, like a pool of autumn water flashing in her eyes, sparkling.
The lion-like man said proudly: "No matter what, we will avenge Lao Wang!"
Fang Xueqing looked him over and said lightly: "Do you think that since we are weak women, we can be bullied endlessly?!"
She felt impatient in her heart, feeling that this big man was just a stubborn carrot, and it made no sense at all. He obviously wanted to please them, but he didn't know what to do and kept pestering them.
"Let's compete again!" The lion-like man said solemnly.
He wanted to show his true skills. Just now he saw Fang Xueqing, a weak woman. Although she was powerful, she still had some kindness left, but she didn't expect that she would be hit with a long sword as soon as she made a move.
This made him lose face, but he was also a little unconvinced. He felt that Fang Xueqing was unexpected. If he had been prepared, he would never have been able to disarm so easily.
Fang Xueqing frowned, glanced at him, turned around and left, too lazy to pay attention to him.
"Stop!" When the lion-like man saw this, he jumped up like a lion.It rose and landed at the stairs of the restaurant, blocking their way.
Fang Xueqing and the others stopped. Her face was already covered with a thin layer of frost. She looked at the big man coldly, the light in her bright eyes was a bit cold.
When the man in green shirt saw this, his heart skipped a beat. He could see that Fang Xueqing killed people without batting an eyelid. If she was angered, she would never show mercy. Brother Sun was really asking for trouble by doing this.
He was afraid that the lion-like man would suffer a loss, so he jumped up to him, pulled his sleeves, and hummed in a low voice: "Brother Sun, don't be stupid!"
"Are you stupid?!Huh, why am I so stupid?!" The lion-like man sneered and glanced sideways at him, complaining that he was too timid for shrinking back.
When the man in green shirt saw this, he understood clearly and knew that he was venting his anger on him, so he hurriedly whispered: "This girl's swordsmanship is superb, we are no match for her!"
¡°So what if you¡¯re not your opponent?!¡± The lion-like man sneered and said proudly: ¡°Even if we¡¯re not our opponent, we have to avenge this!¡±
Fang Xueqing snorted, feeling unhappy in her heart. She felt that this person didn't know what was good and had already let them go. Still being so unrelenting was just asking for trouble.
"Stop talking nonsense, let's do it!" She waved her little hand, she really didn't have the patience to argue with them anymore, the young master still wanted to reply.
"Okay, take my punch!" The lion-like man laughed, rushed over, and punched Fang Xueqing's chest with his vinegar-like fist.
She didn¡¯t draw her sword either. She flipped her little hand, rotated her wrist, and drew an arc lightly, and it was wrapped around the big man¡¯s fist, as if she had pulled a thread and wrapped it around the big man¡¯s fist.
She immediately pulled her little hand back and swatted it away, meeting the big man's fist.
"Bang!" The vinegar-bowl-like fist collided with the white jade-like small hand, and a muffled groan came out, like the sound of a defeat, and it made people vomit blood.
"Thum, thump, thump, thump." The big man stepped back five or six steps in a row, swaying a few times before he stood up. His face was as red as drunken wine, and it looked like he had been smeared with a layer of rouge.
His eyes were blurry and his body was swaying. Although he tried his best to stop, his upper body was shaking uncontrollably, and he seemed about to fall down.
The man in green shirt hurriedly stepped forward to help him and prevent him from falling. At the same time, he grabbed his hand and checked his pulse. He felt relieved that it was only a minor injury.
Fang Xueqing glanced at the big man, snorted and said lightly: "I will spare your life today. If you come back to trouble me again, don't blame me for being cruel!"
After saying that, he turned around and started to walk down. At this moment, there were footsteps on the stairs, someone was coming up and wanted to go to the restaurant.
Fang Xueqing stopped and took a step back, hoping to wait for others to come up before they could go down. The stairs were a little too narrow and could only accommodate two people walking side by side.
She is dressed in white as snow, spotless, and because of her extremely beautiful appearance, she will not crowd together with others when encountering such a situation, but will stay away and wait for others to come up before going down.
As the footsteps became louder and louder, three people came up. The first one was Murong Fu. He was dressed in a fluttering yellow shirt, with a long sword hanging from his waist. His face was like a crown of jade, and his temperament was free and unrestrained, which was heart-wrenching to watch.
Beside him, accompanied by a beautiful woman, also dressed in white, her appearance is comparable to that of Fang Xueqing, both are beautiful women, each has its own advantages.
On the other side of Murong Fu was Bao Bu Tong, with a stern expression and a high-spirited temperament. It seemed that no one in the world paid attention to him, and he looked arrogant and arrogant.
When Fang Xueqing saw the three of them, she frowned and glanced at Wang Yuyan. She felt disgusted in her heart, but a smile appeared on her face. As a courtesy, she said softly: "I have met Mr. Murong!Miss Wang!"
She behaves in a dignified manner without losing etiquette, and her pretty face has a light and reserved smile. She seems to be a proud lady, indescribably graceful and noble.
She was born as a courtesan, and the people she met were either noble or wealthy, and her temperament was naturally cultivated. However, she was suppressed around Xiao Yuesheng and turned into a charming and charming little maid.
But in front of outsiders, he is back to his original state, smiling and reserved, with a touch of alienation, which makes people watch from a distance but not to play with.
Murong Fu was startled, paused, looked at Fang Xueqing, and said with a smile: "Miss Fang, why are you here?"
A bright light flashed through Fang Xueqing's bright eyes, and she smiled lightly: "Mr. Murong's words are strange, why can't I be here?"
"Haha, that's right." Murong Fu smiled and nodded. He didn't want to be familiar with Fang Xueqing. She was just Xiao Guanlan's maid. If he was familiar with her, his status would be degraded.
Fang Xueqing said calmly: "Two of my disciples came here and encountered danger. The young lady came to take them back on the order of the young masterDoes the young master Murong come here to eat?"
She knows Xiao YueshengShe had a grudge with Murong Fu, and she was a love rival, so she would not be polite to him. She spoke with a bit of force, using her identity to give Xiao Yue a sigh of relief.
Especially when she saw Wang Yuyan following Murong Fu, she felt even more angry, but she couldn't get angry at Wang Yuyan, who might become her mistress in the future, so she focused her anger on Murong Fu.
Murong Fu nodded and smiled: "Yes, I want to come over and have something to eat."
Fang Xueqing pursed her lips and chuckled, squinting at him: "Master Murong comes to such a small place, doesn't he lose the dignity of the Murong family?"
As he spoke, he glanced at Wang Yuyan with a smile on his lips.
She was angry in her heart and was angry for Xiao Yue, but she couldn't get angry, so she could only give Wang Yuyan a few sideways glances to vent her anger.
Since seeing Fang Xueqing, Wang Yuyan lowered her head and didn't even look around. She felt uncomfortable and felt an inexplicable sense of guilt.
Murong Fu was angry in his heart. This little maid's words were thorny and piercing, and there was a knife hidden in her words. It made people angry, but she couldn't get angry, and she couldn't be the same as her.
When Bao BuTong saw this, he laughed: "No, no, this restaurant is very impressive. It's not a shame for us to come here, is it?"
He likes to argue, but Fang Xueqing is also a little frightened because she is afraid of the master behind her.
"Well, that's true. No wonder the disciples of our sect love to come here!" Fang Xueqing nodded lightly, pursed her lips and smiled.
Bao BuTong frowned, feeling that these words were a bit strange. The more you taste, the worse it tastes. It seems that his level is about the same as that of the disciples of Wuliang Sword!
"Hey, it's Senior Zhao, Senior Sun?!" Murong Fu suddenly let out a sigh, hurriedly said a few words, cupped his fists and saluted, with a smile on his face.
"Mr. Murong!" The lion-like man and the man in green shirt clasped their fists hurriedly, with smiles on their faces.
Fang Xueqing glanced at them and knew that they recognized them, so she didn't bother to pay attention. She snorted to Wang Yuyan and said, "Miss Wang, let's say goodbye!"
Wang Yuyan bowed slightly and remained silent, not daring to make eye contact with her, as if she felt guilty, and she felt strange.
Fang Xueqing walked out, walking slowly. When she came to Wang Yuyan, she suddenly smiled brightly: "Miss Wang, you and Mr. Murong stand together, they are a perfect match. They are a perfect match!"
Wang Yuyan was startled and quickly looked up at her with a complicated look on her face.
Fang Xueqing walked downstairs and ignored her. She shook her head and felt that the young master was also obsessed with sex. What good is this Wang Yuyan? !
"Miss Fang, stay here!" Suddenly there was a clear voice.
Fang Xueqing stopped, turned around, took back her boots after stepping down the first step, turned around and smiled lightly: "Master Murong, what do you want to say?"
"Did you kill this Senior Wang?" Murong Fu pointed at the short man in a pool of blood, his face as sinking as water and his eyes piercing.
Fang Xueqing nodded slightly: "Yes, what's the matter?"
"Senior Wang has some connections with my Murong family, and he was invited to attend the Evil Eradication Conference. I came here to get together with Senior Wang!" Murong Fu said in a deep voice.
His tone was heavy, his expression was solemn, his eyes were shining brightly, and he stared at Fang Xueqing, as if he wanted to penetrate her body.
"That's it!" Fang Xueqing suddenly realized it and shook her head: "It's a pity that you came a step too late. Otherwise, you would have been able to meet him!"
"Miss Fang!" Murong Fu shouted in a deep voice.
Fang Xueqing chuckled softly, shook her head and said, "Young Master Murong, you don't have to be loud, I can hear you!Young Master Murong, if you have any advice, please tell me!"
"Pay your debts, kill people and pay with your life!" Murong Fu said coldly, with a gloomy expression on his face, and his eyes were like two long swords piercing her.
Fang Xueqing chuckled lightly, not taking it seriously, and said lightly: "Master Murong is so majestic! Do you want to kill me to avenge you, the senior king?!"
"Not bad!" Murong Fu said solemnly, nodding slowly.
Fang Xueqing's face showed a sarcastic smile, she shook her head and said: "Okay, in that case, let's do it!"
Bao BuTong stood up and said with emotion: "Sir, you can't kill a chicken with a bull's knife. Let me take her life and avenge Senior Wang!"
His face was heavy and he was complaining in his heart. The young master's words were a bit reckless. Killing must be punished with a life. If he really killed this beautiful little girl, he would definitely anger Xiao Guanlan.
He took a deep breath and sighed to himself: If she really offended Xiao Guanlan, so many people from the Murong family would have to pay with her life!
Murong Fu pondered for a moment and nodded slightly: "Bao San."??, you have to be careful! "
Bao BuTong breathed a long sigh of relief, patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, sir, I can't deal with Xiao Guanlan, but it's no big deal for such a little girl!"
But he made up his mind, this time he couldn't listen to the young master, he had to be measured when he struck, he couldn't kill, he had to be merciful.
He took two steps forward and said loudly: "Miss Fang, come on, let's compete!"
Fang Xueqing smiled lightly and shook her head: "Mr. Bao, you are no match for me, there is no need to compete!"
"Oh, what a loud tone!" Bao BuTong screamed strangely and laughed loudly: "You won't know until you compete whether you are your opponent or not, take the sword!" - 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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