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Volume 5: The Eight Parts of the Dragon Chapter 512: Invasion

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    Chapter 512 Invasion

    "Sir, what kind of song are they singing?" Fang Xueqing appeared beside Xiao Yuesheng in a flash, looked at the direction Duan Yu disappeared, and shook her head.

    "Brother, let's go out and have a look!" Zhong Ling said crisply, eager to try.

    She was wearing an apricot-yellow blouse, which made her beautiful face look even brighter and flawless, as if a fairy from heaven had come down to earth, and no one dared to mess with her.

    The other girls were also like this, eager to try and want to know what was going on outside.

    Xiao Yuesheng slowly shook his head: "Practice your own martial arts, and don't cause trouble!"

    As he spoke, he glared at Zhong Ling, blocking her little calculation at once, so as to avoid the trouble of looking for her everywhere later.

    Zhong Ling showed a longing look and said: "Brother, maybe Cangyun Sect is not our opponent. Let's go out and just save them!"

    "It's better not to cause any more trouble!" Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand, but still didn't agree.

    Zhong Ling stomped her Xiaoman boots angrily, and could only wait helplessly. She didn¡¯t know what the strength was outside, and it was obviously not mediocre to dare to attack the Cangyun Sect.

    After a while, the sound of hurried footsteps came from outside, and then a loud voice shouted: "Grandma, the Cangyun Sect is quite tough this time, look what's here!"

    "Yes, Third Senior Brother!" Everyone responded loudly.

    Fang Xueqing and Zhong Ling both smiled. Unexpectedly, they didn't want to cause trouble, but trouble came anyway. They were really sleepy and brought pillows to them.

    Immediately, the courtyard door was knocked open with a bang, and more than a dozen people poured in. One of them was wearing a black outfit, with a gloomy face and a somewhat delicate demeanor.

    He walked in front and came to the crowd. His eyes lit up and fell on Fang Xueqing, unable to let go until Xiao Yuesheng coughed heavily.

    His heavy cough was like a thunderclap in their ears. They shuddered, woke up one after another, and turned to Xiao Yuesheng.

    Xiao Yuesheng, dressed in a green shirt, stood in front of the bamboo forest, looking at them with his hands behind his hands.

    "Who are you?!" the young man in charge asked coldly, his eyes gloomy, as if a poisonous snake was staring at Xiao Yuesheng.

    Xiao Yuesheng said lightly: "You don't deserve to know who I am, where I come from, and where I go. Don't embarrass yourself here!"

    "Who are you?!" the young man asked coldly. He took out something from his arms, but it was a pamphlet, which looked like cloth and silk. He opened it on the spot.

    He opened it and looked at it for a few times, then slowly closed it, looking at Xiao Yuesheng lightly, and suddenly laughed. The atmosphere suddenly changed, and everything before became vague, as if it was not real anymore.

    "What are you laughing at?!" Fang Xueqing took a step forward and asked in a deep voice.

    With this sound, everyone trembled again, as if they had been struck by thunder and could not hear anything.

    Behind Fang Xueqing, Lan Yumei felt the deepest feeling, and suddenly understood that the so-called music technique was not rigidly limited to Yaoqin, but should break through everything.

    A smile appeared on the young man's gloomy face: "I am the fourth direct disciple of the Dajiang Sect. Is this Mr. Xiao Guanlan Xiao, the master of Wuliang Sword?"

    Xiao Yuesheng showed a smile and nodded slowly: "I am Xiao Guanlan."

    "Are you really Mr. Xiao?! I'm really offended!" Qing Bao stared at Xiao Yuesheng with his gloomy eyes, his tone was cold, and he seemed to have no respect.

    " Xiao Yuesheng frowned. His reputation has always been very powerful, but the child stopped crying. Unexpectedly, it is really rare to meet someone who is not afraid of anything.

    Xiao Yuesheng said calmly: "It's nothing, just step back!"

    "I'm sorry, Mr. Xiao, we can only aggrieve you!" A smile appeared on the young man's gloomy face, and he slapped his hand lightly.

    Immediately, another group of people poured in, all dressed in black and wearing black cloth on their heads. Their bodies and features were covered by the black cloth without revealing any trace.

    There were about twenty people in this group, and the small courtyard was filled up all of a sudden.

    They stood there quietly, motionless, just blocking the roads in all directions. Xiao Yuesheng allowed them to move, just standing with his hands behind his back, half smiling but not smiling.

    "Come on!" The gloomy young man no longer delayed, waved his hand, and retreated quickly.

    Suddenly, he was trapped in the formation by everyone, and he could no longer see clearly. There were so many of them, crowded together from front to back, left and right, rolling in like a flood, without giving Xiao Yuesheng a chance to react.

    "How brave!" Fang Xueqing sneered, stretched out a hand as white as white jade from her sleeve, flicked it, and shot out a finger wind.

    "Ah!" With a scream, the gloomy young man suddenly fell to the ground.

    fortunateWell, the people around him were all highly skilled in martial arts, and there were four guards. They were shocked to see the gloomy young man fall softly.

    Fang Xueqing chuckled lightly. Her finger strength was not ordinary. It was invisible and qualitative, and could not be seen at all. Only keen sense could predict it.

    "Drive them all away and keep that one!" Xiao Yuesheng pointed at the gloomy young man who fell on the ground and said slowly.

    "Yes, Young Master!" Fang Xueqing responded, her sleeves swayed, she fell into the crowd, and started to take action.

    Under her, almost no one has passed the first level, at most the third level, and she has not met any masters.
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