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Volume 5: The Eight Parts of the Dragon Chapter 270: Bait

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    Chapter 270 Bait

    "Sir, how did you convince these six people?" Fang Xueqing asked with a smile, wearing a snow-white shirt, spotless, like a fairy who does not eat the fireworks of the world.

    The two of them were sitting on the big rock at the top of Wuliang Mountain. The sun was bright and already in the sky. Xiao Yuesheng had already finished his morning lessons.

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, smiled, and said nothing more.

    He can turn formlessness into form, and see through other people's thoughts. People's thoughts are like lightning, sparks that disappear in an instant, but he can catch them.

    But he didn¡¯t want to talk about this kind of magical power to others, which would only cause trouble and make him feel uncomfortable. Even if he uses martial arts to gain magical powers, he still needs to be with others.

    The sky is cloudless and the sun is shining brightly, which is a rare good weather.

    The two of them sat side by side on the stone. The stone was like a bed, white and smooth, a bit like flint. It had been smoothed and rounded by time and wind and rain, and it was very comfortable to sit on.

    Fang Xueqing couldn¡¯t help but ask again: ¡°Sir, do they really trust us?¡±

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded and said with a smile: "Why do you worry about this?"

    Fang Xueqing said seriously: "Master, if they pretend to surrender and attack suddenly, the disciples will not be able to escape from their swords."

    "Well, don't worry, I have my own sense of discretion." Xiao Yuesheng nodded.

    Whether they are pretending to surrender or not, he can tell at a glance. Moreover, he knows the thoughts of the six people clearly and knows their weaknesses. He can attack them separately and defeat them all.

    Everyone has weaknesses. No matter how strong or brave they look, they must have their psychological weaknesses. As long as you attack one point, you can naturally win.

    He feels that the Wuliang Sword is too weak. Even if he practices martial arts hard, it will not be achieved overnight. It is better to directly recruit masters. Although it has its drawbacks, it is worse than strengthening it bit by bit.

    Xiao Yuesheng looked at the clear sky and said to himself: "They must have made some progress after training for a month."

    ¡°Sir, that training was really fun!¡± Fang Xueqing pursed her lips and chuckled.

    "Have you tried it?" Xiao Yuesheng asked with a smile.

    Fang Xueqing nodded slightly: "Well, I tried it, Young Master, I didn't expect that my intuition is so powerful!"

    " Xiao Yuesheng smiled. The mental method she practiced also increased her spirit, but she didn't usually use it. It came out as soon as she was stimulated.

    "They are walking in the sword formation now." Fang Xueqing chuckled, shook her head, and thought of this weird training method.

    First it was a stone, then a bamboo stick, then an iron thorn, and now it has become a sword. If it touches it, it will inevitably be injured.

    Liang Siren's injury had long since healed. In the early morning of this day, he was practicing martial arts. Suddenly, the door was pushed open and Ru Yue broke in.

    "Senior brother, we are going out!" Ru Yue, dressed in a goose-yellow shirt, walked along with her steps, her clothes fluttering and her posture graceful.

    Liang Siren slowly sheathed his sword, held the sword secret and took a long breath. The flower branches in front of him swayed, as if they were pressed down by the strong wind.

    He sheathed his long sword, raised his head and asked, "What's going on, little junior sister?"

    Ruyue waved her hand gently, turned around and left: "Quickly, let's have breakfast and have to leave the palace to do a big event!"

    Liang Siren picked up his sword and followed her, his feet fluttering: "Little junior sister, what big thing are you doing?"

    Ruyue Lian moved lightly, but at an extremely fast speed: "Master said, we have to send out all the troops to wipe out a group of bandits at the foot of the mountain!"

    She used to walk straight and straight, with a heroic spirit like a child of the world, but since she followed Chun Niang and the others, she was naturally affected and felt that she was so inelegant and not as graceful and moving as Chun Niang and the others.

    So, I followed Chun Niang and others to learn, and every move was imitated at first, but now it has begun to take shape, with similar appearance and graceful manners.

    "What kind of bandit?"

    Ruyue pursed her lips and chuckled, shaking her head: "The thief of benevolence and righteousness!"

    Liang Siren wrinkled his head and said with a wry smile: "That's a good name, Thief of Benevolence and Righteousness Isn't it true that the name doesn't match the reality?"

    "Hehe, if it's true, we won't bother paying attention!" Ruyue shook her head and chuckled, not showing her teeth.

    In the blink of an eye, the two of them arrived in the main hall. The main seat was empty. Only deputy head Zhao Ningqing stood in the middle, watching everyone come one by one.

    Seeing Liang Siren and Ru Yue arriving, she nodded gently: "Everyone is here, let's go!"

    Liang Siren was helpless and looked at Ru Yue. Everyone around him was confused and seemed to have no idea what was going on.

    "However, although Uncle Zhao is a woman, he has always acted vigorously and resolutely, which is also in line with her habits.

    He and Ru Yue followed the crowd out, falling at the end, and glanced around.? Lowered his voice: "Little junior sister, why don't you see Miss Xue Qing, and the master doesn't go either?"

    Ruyue nodded lightly: "I don't think I'm going. It doesn't take much to kill someone with a knife."

    Liang Siren frowned and said in a low voice: "In these extraordinary times, there must be assassins outside. It's just us, it's too dangerous!"

    "Well, then there are still those six guardians!" Ru Yue nuzzled her mouth towards the six people beside Zhao Ningqing and hummed softly.

    "Are they protecting Master Uncle Zhao?" Liang Siren nodded.

    "Well, they are specially designed to protect the master." Ruyue hummed, "It seems that the other disciples don't need protection!"

    Liang Siren shook his head and said softly: "Junior sister, this is right. When they assassinate, they must assassinate Uncle Zhao first."

    "Hmph, the two of us are enough to protect everyone!" Ruyue snorted, still unconvinced.

    She felt that the leader was too partial and only focused on protecting the master, leaving his fellow disciples alone. Don¡¯t the lives of brothers and sisters matter?

    ??Everyone left the Jianhu Palace in a mighty manner, looking at the scenery outside, their hearts relaxed. If Zhao Ningqing hadn't been there and always majestic, they would have laughed.

    Liang Siren and Ruyue pricked up their ears, moved their bodies, squinted their eyes slightly to feel their surroundings, and used their keen intuition to detect their surroundings.

    The two slowly opened their eyes and looked at each other. They saw the confusion in each other's eyes. Why was there no assassin?

    When everyone went down the mountain, when they arrived at the foot of the mountain, they saw nine women standing next to the woods. They were clear and white, and their clothes were fluttering.

    Headed by Fang Xueqing, she greeted Zhao Ningqing with a faint smile: "Uncle Zhao, the nails have been removed. The master has sent us to follow."

    "Very good." Zhao Ningqing breathed a long sigh of relief and relaxed his brows.

    Along the way, she was on tenterhooks, fearing that an assassin would appear and attack her disciples instead of herself, which would put them in danger.

    She has been secretly complaining about Xiao Yuesheng. He took too many risks and used his disciples as bait. What if something happened?

    Fang Xueqing saw that there were vertical lines on her brows, right between her eyebrows, which seemed to be her third eye. She had obviously been frowning.

    She smiled secretly, the young master was doing his job comfortably, but it was hard for Master Zhao to worry about everything, and he became like a little old woman.

    Fang Xueqing and the other nine were spread out. From a high altitude, they could vaguely see a nine-palace formation, faintly surrounding the disciples.

    The six people were wearing masks and they looked lifelike, but a little stiffer. A closer look revealed that they were masks.

    This is Xiao Yuesheng¡¯s craftsmanship. Although it cannot be confused with the real thing, it is the best at deceiving others.

    When they arrived at the foot of the mountain, everyone started to perform light kung fu and galloped as fast as a galloping horse. Their light kung fu was all mysterious and it was a Taoist kung fu. When performing it, it was also considered as practicing inner strength.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????: When we reached a forest, a few darts suddenly flew out, so unexpectedly that there was no warning in advance.

    "Don't stop!" Fang Xueqing shouted softly, her body swayed, and she suddenly appeared two feet away, facing the hidden weapon and flicking her sleeves.

    The hidden weapon suddenly fell down and fell into the grass.

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    As soon as Fang Xueqing moved, the other eight women moved at the same time, shifting lightly and changing their positions, as if the nine of them were one body.

    The disciples moved quickly with their swords in hand. Fang Xueqing did not stop. She raised her left hand, clasped her middle finger on her thumb, smiled sweetly, and flicked it diagonally backward.

    "Hi¡ª¡ª!" Amidst a sharp whistling sound, his fingers hit the woods, and there was a muffled sound, as if something heavy fell to the ground.

    Everyone turned their heads and looked sideways. In the blink of an eye, they were far away and no longer paid attention to him.

    As soon as he pointed out, Fang Xueqing ignored the people in the woods, followed them closely, walked away, and disappeared on the official road in the blink of an eye.

    Along the way, there were no obstacles. Fang Xueqing shook her head secretly, feeling strange. She noticed a few glances in the dark, but no one took action.

    No one is stupid. He acted like this, obviously not afraid of their assassination, but to lure them to take action. However, he was safe and sound, so naturally he was afraid.
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