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Volume 5: The Eight Parts of the Dragon Chapter 260: Banquet

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    Chapter 260 Banquet

    "I am Li Yingqi, from the Modong sect, please give me some advice from Miss Fang!" Her bright eyes flashed, faintly showing excitement.

    Fang Xueqing was puzzled, wondering why she was so happy. Logically speaking, she was just a maid with a low status, so even winning against herself would not be considered an honor.

    Li Yingqi didn¡¯t say much, she drew her sword out of its scabbard and made a starting gesture: ¡°Please, girl, draw your sword!¡±

    "I'm a guest from afar, please invite me first!" Fang Xueqing stretched out her hand and pressed her delicate hand on the hilt of the sword.

    "Well, I'm not welcome!" Li Yingqi gave a squeak and jumped forward, her movements light and vigorous, like a leopard.

    "She is as quiet as a virgin and as active as a rabbit, which is the best portrayal of her. When she stands quietly talking, she looks weak and charming, but when she draws her sword to stab someone, she is fierce and murderous.

    Fang Xueqing did not move the sword until the tip of the sword reached her. A cold light suddenly appeared on her waist, and it disappeared in a flash. The Biyue Sword had been sheathed.

    She unsheathed her sword, stabbed it out, returned it to its sheath, and returned to normal, as if she hadn't moved. Those in the audience who were short of sight thought she hadn't moved.

    Sang Mike and Yuan Zichang both frowned, turned to look at each other, shook their heads and smiled bitterly, with expressions of helplessness on their faces.

    Zhao Changchun¡¯s face froze. As the head of the Lingshan Sect, he had extraordinary eyesight and was far superior to everyone else in the field. Seeing this sword, he felt cold all over his body.

    ¡°If I were in Li Yingqi¡¯s place, facing this sword, I could only watch helplessly, unable to parry, and the outcome would be the same.

    The tip of the sword stopped in front of Fang Xueqing. Li Yingqi froze, looking at her blankly, blinking her eyes with a puzzled expression.

    She has a charming temperament, and when she blinks like this, she suddenly reveals a bit of delicacy and softness, which makes people unable to bear to hit her hard, and makes everyone around her feel excited.

    "What a such a fast sword!" Li Yingqi slowly returned the sword to its sheath, with a wry smile on her beautiful face.

    "I accept it, Miss Li!" Fang Xueqing clasped her fists and said calmly, as if she had just done an insignificant thing.

    She knows the general trend of the Xixia martial arts world. The Lingshan School and the Mobei School are both big schools. She knows about Zhao Changchun, Sang Mike, and Yuan Zichang, but she doesn¡¯t know about Li Yingqi.

    She has a photographic memory. As long as she has heard it, she will never forget it. Since she doesn¡¯t know, she has never heard of it. She is obviously just a small person, so she deserves to win.

    Zhao Changchun shook his head and smiled bitterly. The Lingshan sect was hostile to the Mobei sect. Knowing that Li Yingqi was a leader of the younger generation of the Mobei sect, he had just been hiding behind the scenes and acting as a secret force. Few people in the Xixia martial arts world knew about it.

    "I'll come!" Another person jumped out, blocking a large area of ??sunlight.

    He was about forty years old, nine feet tall, tall and stout. When he stood there, he was almost touching the pavilion. He had a pockmarked face and a long and narrow face, which made him look uncomfortable.

    His eyes were also narrow and long, and the cold light kept flickering, and his breasts were burning, and he swept around her body, especially the plump and protruding parts.

    He stretched out his big, thick hands and squeezed them together, making a snapping sound. He chuckled and said, "Young lady, you have such a powerful swordsmanship. Let me give you a lesson, Old Li!"

    Fang Xueqing felt disgusted when she saw his gaze, her beautiful face sank, and she said coldly: "Send your name!"

    "Hehe, the little lady is not gentle in her words!" The big man shook his head, disapprovingly.

    Fang Xueqing said coldly: "A little girl will not kill an unknown person with the sword!"

    "Hey, the little lady is so angry!" The big man raised his eyebrows in a very frivolous manner, looking at her sideways, his eyes lingering on her towering breasts.

    Fang Xueqing felt cold in her heart. Although she was angry, her anger was suppressed under her chest, boiling and boiling, but it could not reach her mind and did not interfere with her actions.

    She is now deeply cultivated and has a calm mind. Although the big man flashes his lustful look and has a frivolous tone, he cannot disturb her.

    Yuan Zichang frowned, his jade-like face flashed with purple energy, and he sank, his majesty was deep, and he was carrying an overwhelming pressure.

    He turned his head and glanced at Sang Mike.

    Sang Mike smiled and shook his head, signaling him to calm down.

    The two have a deep friendship. They have known each other for many years. They can be said to be close friends and have a tacit understanding. His look seemed to say that such a person has lost the face of the Xixia martial arts world, so he should be coaxed away.

    Sang Mike smiled and shook his head, as if to say, wait and see, there is no need to rush.

    Yuan Zichang snorted softly, nodded slowly, and said no more. The purple energy on his face flashed again, and his divine light was as bright as substance.

    The big man sensed it and turned around to take a look. When he saw it was Yuan Zichang, his face froze, and he pretended not to see it and turned around.

    His expression returned to frivolousness, and he became angry with shame. The look just now made himHe was actually frightened by that Yuan Zichang, and he was angry at his cowardice.

    But Yuan Zichang has a reputation of being ruthless and ruthless, and no one in the Xixia martial arts world knows it. No one dares to provoke him, and he didn't dare either. He immediately turned his anger towards Fang Xueqing.

    "Little lady, you have forgotten, my name is Li Haozheng!" He glared at her fiercely, sneered, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

    "He deserves this name?!" Fang Xueqing's face was solemn, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and she sneered.

    Li Haozheng chuckled: "The little lady has sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, please teach me to teach her well!"

    Xiao Yuesheng frowned, a clear light flashed in his eyes, he glanced at Sang Mike and Yuan Zichang, and then back to Li Haozheng.

    "Xue Qing, kill such a frivolous person!" He ordered calmly.

    ¡°Yes, Young Master!¡± Fang Xueqing¡¯s eyes flashed and she responded in a sweet voice.

    She suddenly pursed her lips and smiled sweetly: "Li Haozheng, let's do it!"

    She had always had a calm face, as cold as ice, but suddenly she showed a bright and attractive smile, and her face suddenly burst out. Everyone felt that her whole body was shining brightly, and their eyes lit up, and they couldn't look at her.

    Li Haozheng was also stunned for a moment, and then he touched the corner of his mouth, saliva flowed out, and laughed loudly: "Young lady is unparalleled in beauty, just follow me!"

    Fang Xueqing¡¯s smile was as bright as a flower, her red lips parted lightly: ¡°Looking for death!¡±

    As soon as he finished speaking, his body swayed, and the white shadow flashed twice, lit up with a cold light, flashed by, and disappeared.

    Everyone looked at her intently, and saw that she was still standing there, with the sword drawn out and lying across her chest. There was a drop of blood on the tip of the sword, which was as bright as new.

    She shook the sword gently, and the blood beads were knocked away. The whole body of the sword was crystal clear and warm. The long sword seemed to be transformed by a stream of autumn water, and the brilliance circulated endlessly.

    She slowly sheathed the sword, pressed it lightly, and sheathed it completely.

    With this soft sound, the big man on the opposite side moved and slowly fell backwards, as if a tall pillar had been overturned.

    "Bang" He fell on his back and fell heavily on the wooden board.

    Some of the people's eyes widened in surprise, some looked gloomy and thoughtful, and some had expressionless faces with different expressions.

    Fang Xueqing glanced at the big man gently, turned back to Xiao Yuesheng, and whispered: "Young Master."

    "Yeah." Xiao Yuesheng nodded lightly.

    He cupped his fists and smiled at Sang Mike: "Senior Sang, such a frivolous and shameless lecher must be the scum of the Xixia martial arts world. I will do justice to him and get rid of him!"

    "Haha, thank you so much, Master Xiao." Sang Mike cupped his fists and smiled, his tone was light, and seemed to be a little annoyed.

    Xiao Yuesheng's eyes were as gentle as jade, and he slowly swept over the crowd: "Fellow martial arts fellows, are there any of you who are following me to learn from each other?"

    Everyone was silent, turning their heads one after another, not making contact with his eyes.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled and said gently: "In that case, I will show my friendship as a landlord and entertain you all. If you don't fight, you won't get to know each other!"

    Everyone looked at each other in confusion, not knowing what he was up to.

    Sang Mike stroked his beard and laughed loudly: "Xiao Daxia has extraordinary bearing and a broad mind. I admire him, haha"

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled and said to Xue Qing, "Xue Qing, you and Chun Niang and the others will prepare a banquet to entertain you all."

    "Yes, Young Master." Fang Xueqing responded respectfully without any hesitation.

    Xiao Yuesheng fisted everyone, then turned around and left.

    There were a lot of vegetables stored in the center of Taihu Lake. She jumped on the boat and went to Mantuo Villa to get some and borrowed a few tables. Then, the girls cooked eight tables of meals together.

    Eight tables were placed in the corridor, and there were only six people sitting in the small pavilion, Xiao Yuesheng, Sang Mike, Yuan Zichang, Zhao Changchun, and two others, but they were the leader of the Mobei Sect and the leader of the Dajiang Gang.

    Among all the people, these five people have the most respectable status. Although Xiao Yuesheng is kind and easy-going and has a personable demeanor, although the five people are not happy in their hearts, they are still chatting and laughing.

    As the sun set, the banquet was over. Watching them leave one by one, Fang Xueqing accompanied Xiao Yuesheng, shaking her head and saying: "Master, why are you so polite to them? If you don't kill them, it will be a mercy!"

    The Song Dynasty and Xixia were enemies. They came to her door and killed her directly. She couldn't understand why the young master entertained him instead.

    The afterglow of the setting sun shines on her face, like mutton-fat white jade with a layer of rouge on it, she is so delicate and beautiful.

    "Killing someone is not the best idea" Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled: "Let's go, leave here and go see Brother Qiao outside the Great Wall!"

    "Okay!" Fang Xueqing responded hurriedly.
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