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Volume 5: The Eight Parts of the Dragon Chapter 240: Jinghong

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    Chapter 240 Jinghong

    The movement skills of the two were like lightning, and they could pass a mile in the blink of an eye. At such speed, they arrived at the border between Xixia and Song Dynasty before dawn.

    Fang Xueqing¡¯s face turned red at first, her heart was pounding non-stop, but she was so close, the young master must have heard it, she was so embarrassed!

    She chatted with Xiao Yuesheng and slowly relaxed. A breath came from Xiao Yuesheng's palm, which made her feel peaceful unconsciously.

    Finally, she lay on Xiao Yuesheng's shoulder, relaxed her whole body, closed her eyes, her body was surrounded by a melting warmth, warm and safe, sniffing his unique scent, and slowly fell asleep.

    With a sudden shock, she woke up and looked around. The sky was bright, the morning light was slightly dew, the sun had not come out yet, and there were no people on the street.

    This is a city. Looking at the surrounding buildings, you can tell that it is not a small town. She whispered: "Master, where have you been?"

    Xiao Yuesheng showed a smile: "Are you awake?"

    Fang Xueqing suddenly felt ashamed and lowered her head, her face as red as rouge.

    Xiao Yuesheng frowned and suddenly said: "It's too late! Let's go!"

    After saying that, his figure flashed and disappeared in an instant. His movement skills were reaching the extreme. Fang Xueqing only felt that her eyes were shaking, fleeting and fleeting, and she couldn't see what it was at all.

    If you have such fast Qinggong, you will kill yourself directly. If you are too fast and cannot see the road clearly, it is tantamount to committing suicide.

    There was a vague feeling of nausea in her mouth. She quickly closed her eyes and didn't look at anything. She only heard a whirring sound in her ears, like rolling thunder.

    In the blink of an eye, her body was shaken again, and she opened her eyes to look.

    "Ding ding"

    "ah¡­¡­"

    The sound of gold and iron, and the screams of people rushed into her ears. She looked around and saw that this was a forest, and the early morning dew wet the trees.

    But at this time, the tranquility that should have existed here no longer existed. There were only sounds of killing and screaming, one after another, continuously.

    In the huge woods, there are groups of twos and threes fighting each other. It is said that

    "Sir, what's going on? Are you from the Beggar Clan?!" Fang Xueqing asked hurriedly.

    Xiao Yuesheng's face was as dark as water: "Well, he is indeed a disciple of the Beggar Clan and a member of the First Grade Hall!"

    "I'm going to save people!" Fang Xueqing said hurriedly.

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head: "I'll do it!"

    After saying that, he took a breath, suddenly opened his mouth, and a long whistle went straight into the sky.

    This long roar was like the roar of huge thunder, and the sound stopped the moving clouds. When people heard it, they felt that the sky was shattering and the earth was shaking. Their feet were shaking and they could not stand firmly.

    The howling sound continued, getting higher and higher, as if there was only one howling sound in the world, like a violent wind and waves coming one after another.

    Those who were taking action stopped one after another, some holding swords, and some sitting cross-legged on the ground to resist the invasion of the howling sound.

    But all resistance was in vain. Their internal energy was like a stream and the sea in front of Xiao Yuesheng, roaring loudly, and their internal energy pouring out endlessly.

    The internal force contained in the whistle became stronger and stronger. Xiao Yuesheng did not want to shock them all to death, so he slowly adjusted the internal force in his voice.

    After roaring for a while, he suddenly stopped and waved his hand: "Xueqing, restrain everyone in Yipintang!"

    "Yes, young master!" Fang Xueqing's bright eyes widened and she responded in a sweet voice.

    Xiao Yuesheng's roar was also a kind of pressure for her, but her internal strength was passed down by Xiao Yuesheng, so the pressure she experienced was much less, and her internal strength was pure, so she could withstand it.

    Fang Xueqing came to the field lightly, flicked her sleeves, tapped her fingers, or slapped her palms, and wherever she passed, everyone who faced the Beggar Clan disciples was restrained.

    In the blink of an eye, she had already restrained fifty or sixty people.

    These people may have deep internal strength. Seeing Fang Xueqing like this, they wanted to resist, but they were easily broken up and their acupoints were tapped directly.

    Another master saw Fang Xueqing and hurriedly turned around and left. He wanted to escape, but was unable to escape quickly, but was unable to reach Fang Xueqing's finger strength. She smiled sweetly, pointed out the flowers, and all the victims fell to the ground.

    Xiao Yuesheng walked over slowly, Fang Xueqing clapped her hands, came to the front, and said with a smile: "Young Master, you are lucky to live up to your fate!"

    Xiao Yuesheng chin slightly, his face as heavy as water: "I'm going to get some wine, it's important to save people!"

    Fang Xueqing hurriedly said: "Master, let me go!"

    "You help me first." Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand, his body swayed, and he disappeared.

    Fang Xueqing helplessly stamped her feet, her feet fluttering around the woods like a wisp of white smoke. Then she walked up to one person, tapped her fingers a few times, and appeared in front of another person, tapping her fingers a few more times.

    So do itIn the blink of an eye, she had already passed by ten people, saved those who were about to die, and breathed a sigh of relief. Her inner strength was pure, and although she could not reach Xiao Yuesheng's innate state, she was not trivial. She could hold on to her life.  That¡¯s it.

    In the blink of an eye, Xiao Yuesheng came back, holding two large jars in his hands, about half a person's height. In a flash, a jar of wine flew up, along with a ladle for beating the wine.

    He opened the second jar with a smear, took out a ladle, came to a Beggar Clan disciple on the ground, and shouted in a deep voice: "Open your mouth!"

    The Beggar Gang disciple also knew that Xiao Yuesheng wanted to save himself, so he tried his best to open his mouth, and the wine poured directly into his mouth. It was just a mouthful, and Xiao Yuesheng immediately turned to the second person.

    The wine jar was flying in the air. Fang Xueqing jumped up, picked up the wine jar and the wine ladle in the air, and when it landed on the ground, she had already wiped the wine jar open and poured the wine directly into people.

    In the wine jar, Xiao Yuesheng melted a few pills, which were extremely effective. He then used the power of wine to activate the medicine, which was not inferior to that of martial arts masters who directly activated the medicine.

    After a while, those who were dying but still holding on to their breath came to life, and their lives were saved.

    "But Master Xiao is here?" An old man stood up and shouted, his voice like a bell, buzzing throughout the woods.

    Xiao Yuesheng turned around and saw that the old man was smiling with his fists clasped. He was tall and thin, with a white beard and eyebrows, but his face was rosy, his eyes were bright, and he was full of energy.

    He looked cold and nodded: "It's me. Senior, do you recognize me?"

    "Haha, I was lucky enough to meet Xiao Daxia during the battle in Xingzilin." The old man clasped his fists and laughed loudly: "Old Chen Sanding."

    Xiao Yuesheng made a move on his waist and nodded lightly: "It turns out to be Elder Chen These people are the masters of the Xixia First Grade Hall. You can deal with them as appropriate."

    He saw eight bags hanging on the old man's body and knew that his status was not low. He had met him once, but he didn't want to have anything to do with the Beggar Clan. He hugged his fists and turned around to leave.

    "Sir, wait for me!" Fang Xueqing hurriedly put down the wine jar and chased after him, slowly flying away like a white cloud.

    "Master Xiao, stay! Master Xiao, stay!" Chen Sanding shouted hurriedly, his voice shaking the woods and sounding like the beating of a bell.

    But the sound of drinking continued, but the two people had disappeared and there was no more sound.

    Chen Sanding has been staring at the place where Xiao Yuesheng and the two disappeared, hoping that they would reappear, but unfortunately, there was no movement.

    Many disciples of the Beggar Clan stood up in the field. They were frightened by Xiao Yuesheng's roar, but their true energy was disordered. They recovered after a while.

    "Elder Chen, who was that person just now?" A disciple asked hurriedly, looking at the direction in which Xiao Yuesheng and the two disappeared.

    Chen Sanding stared blankly at the direction in which Xiao Yuesheng and the two disappeared, and sighed with emotion: "Master of the Wuliang Sword Sect, Xiao Guanlan, Xiao Daxia, don't you know?"

    "Ah¡ª¡ª?! He is Xiao Guanlan?!" A young beggar next to him opened his eyes wide and shook his head: "I didn't expect you to be so young and not even older than me!"

    ¡°Humph, you¡ª¡ª?!¡± Another middle-aged beggar shook his head and sneered, his face full of sarcasm and disdain.

    ¡°Li Guaizi, what¡¯s wrong with me?!¡± The young beggar was dissatisfied.

    Li Guaizi glanced at him sideways: "Even if you practice all your life, you will never catch up with Master Xiao!"

    "Nonsense!" The young beggar turned his head, but he didn't want to argue with him. He knew in his heart that if he practiced for a lifetime, he might not be able to compete with Xiao Guanlan.

    An old man frowned and said in a low voice: "Elder Chen, Daxia Xiao is a stranger to us, why did he suddenly save us?"

    "Alas" Chen Sanding shook his head and sighed, saying nothing.

    "Yes, Elder Chen, we don't have much contact with Daxia Xiao, right?" The middle-aged beggar frowned and looked around.

    Chen Sanding shook his head and sighed: "Master Xiao has little friendship with us, but his friendship with Gang Leader Qiao is quite deep!"

    "That's true, no wonder" Everyone suddenly realized and understood why Xiao Yuesheng was so cold despite saving people.

    "Everyone, stop talking nonsense, go and save people!" Chen Sanding waved his hand and shouted distractedly.

    Everyone responded and hurriedly went to treat the injured, but they quickly gathered in front of Chen Sanding, and they all admired him.
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