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Part One: The Divine Eagle Chapter 137: Eagle Lord

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    "Well there is still a bit of life, but we need to replenish blood during the treatment. I will have to draw some blood from you to give him later." Xiaofeng let go of Ye Zhong's arm that was hanging under the fishing net, and opened it like a dream.  eyes, turned around and smiled gently at Li Zhengfan.

    Although Xiao Yuesheng did not study medicine in modern society, he paid a lot of attention to medicine after he contracted a terminal illness. He still knew some basic common sense and was accustomed to surgical operations. This was an extraordinary thing in the Song Dynasty. Later he taught Fa  Dacheng has a thorough understanding of the human body, and Xiaofeng's medical skills are mostly inherited from him.

    Although there are no modern instruments, the same blood type can be combined, which is the simplest and simplest method of identification. With the help of other formations in a sterile environment, it is not difficult, so Xiaofeng's surgical operation is not that difficult.  It was hard, so people were shocked that Hua Tuo was reincarnated and Bian Que was reborn.

    "Xiaolan, go get ready and enter Wuchen Residence. Xiaomei will test their blood and draw their blood." Xiaofeng nodded slightly to the people who were staring at her blankly, quickly ordered the two of them, then turned and walked towards the inner hall.

    "Hold Chixia for me!Be gentle, don't scare it!" Xiaolan handed the little red rabbit into the hands of a heroic young swordsman beside her. Seeing that his body was stiff and clumsy, she couldn't help but feel a little worried.  , gave instructions carefully, then turned around and walked inside.

    Although Xiaolan is not as gorgeous as Mrs. Feng, she is still extremely beautiful. Her flesh and bones are as well-proportioned as an orchid, and her temperament is as quiet as living in a deep valley. How could the disciple of the Maple Leaf Sword Sect have seen such a person?  He was full of blood, naturally he was at a loss and behaved abnormally.

    Ore, Xiao Lanfu walked out of the pavilion, and came to the Eight Immortal table in the middle. She was a wooden frame with both hands with a row of transparent glass test tubes, which was almost the same as that of later hospitals.

    Xiao Yuesheng used the art of alchemy to burn some glass. It was really easy. Its quality was far better than the glass imported from other areas. At this time, people still called it glazed glass. It was crystal clear and of extraordinary value.

    This row of exquisite glass is extremely dazzling, dazzling the eyes of the twelve swordsmen, not only because of its crystal clear, but also because of its astonishing value.

    Xiaolan put down the wooden frame and pulled out a glass tube with a needle from the frame, which is the syringe of future generations. If there are people in future generations here, they will feel familiar and friendly, as if time and space have changed, everything will be like a hospital in future generations.

    When he came to the sedan, he glanced at Ye Zhong, who was still in his pajamas. He held his arm hanging by the fishing net with his jade hand. With a move of his other hand, a thin needle shining with cold light was inserted into it. His snow-white face was calm.  The seemingly translucent little finger is slightly raised, extremely elegant.

    The twelve swordsmen of the Maple Leaf Sword Sect were distracted. While paying attention to the surrounding situation and being cautious, they secretly watched Xiaolan's actions. When they saw her careless way when she raised the needle to pierce the master's arm, they didn't care.  I couldn't help but feel tight in my heart, feeling that there was a faint Rakshasa temperament in her elegant and graceful behavior.

    The needle was very thin and only a small amount of blood was drawn out before it was pulled out. Xiao Lan pressed it lightly with her raised little finger. Ye Zhong's bleeding needle hole was immediately covered with a layer of powder, but her little finger was still sticky.  Coagulation powder.

    Xiaolan, who was wearing a moon-white Luo shirt, walked back to the Eight Immortals table lightly and dropped the blood in the syringes into twelve glass tubes filled with water. The blood beads slowly dispersed in the tubes like light smoke.

    "Young heroes, come here in order." Xiaolan's clear eyes lifted from the glass tube and glanced at everyone, and her small crystal hands waved to everyone.

    Everyone in the Maple Leaf Sword Sect looked at each other, and Li Zhengfan walked over quietly.

    "Stretch out your index finger!" Xiaolan held up a silver needle and pointed it at his left hand.

    In front of the orchid-like woman, Li Zhengfan, even though he was no longer a teenager, could not help but feel a little embarrassed. His eyes did not dare to stay on her, and he stretched out the index finger of his left hand without hesitation.

    He felt as if his index finger had been bitten by a mosquito, and a silver light flashed before his eyes. The jade-like hand holding the silver needle seemed motionless.

    The instinct of a warrior made him tremble. With such an extremely fast speed, even if he were to use a sword, he would be hard-pressed to resist it!

    "Drop the blood here!" Xiaolan's voice was cold and delicate, like a cool spring in summer. She pointed with a silver needle to the first one in the row of glass tubes. The blood inside had not yet dispersed.

    Li Zhengfan collected his mind, took a breath with his eyes on his eyebrows and his mind, pointed a small drop of blood from his index finger at the glass tube, and dripped it in.

    He wanted to see what happened after the blood droplets entered the glass tube, but a cold crisp voice came to his ears: "Next!"

    So the loyal-faced second disciple Li Sishui came over, and Li Zhengfan could only retreat, with a bit of reluctance in his heart.

    Xiaolan had put down the original silver needle and picked up a new one. She didn't need to say anything, Li Sishui had already stretched out his index finger.

    haveFollowing the same pattern as before, the rest went extremely smoothly and quickly, and soon all twelve people were bled by Xiaolan one after another.

    Although the master was seriously injured, everyone was unavoidably worried, but being so close to such a quiet and beautiful woman like Xiaolan still inevitably made them lustful, and their hearts were shaken. The originally worried mood was invisibly relieved.  a bit.

    The black curtain hanging in the back room swayed, and the graceful Xiaomei appeared in front of everyone. She had changed into a moon-white silk gown, which clung to her delicate body, highlighting her plump and alluring figure.

    "Sister Xiaolan, madam, please hurry up!" With a smile on her slightly round face, Xiaomei said to Xiaolan, who was looking down at the glass tube, and walked towards the red lacquered sedan with graceful steps.

    "Yeah." Xiaolan agreed lightly, her expression unchanged, her eyes still lingering on the row of light red glass tubes.

    Xiaomei came to the sedan, glanced at Ye Zhong, who was unconscious and silent, frowned his beautiful eyebrows like willow leaves in spring, slowly raised his jade arms, as if pressing a ball, closed his eyes slightly, and began to meditate and gather his energy.  .

    "Xiaomei, don't be brave!" At this time, Xiaolan had straightened up. She glanced at Xiaomei and knew what she was going to do, so she reminded her calmly.

    Xiaomei, whose eyes were closed and breathless, bit her red cherry lips, opened her clear beautiful eyes, turned her plump upper body, sighed helplessly, with a look of pleading on her face: "Sister Xiaolan, please come and help me.  ."

    "I can't do it either, let Madam do it." Xiaolan shook her head, gently brushed a strand of black hair that hung down to her ears, turned her eyes like water, glanced at the Maple Leaf Sword Sect disciples, and said crisply: "Yes.  Two people match the blood type,the fourth and the eleventh.¡±

    Duan Tianya and another childish young man stood up. Duan Tianya cupped his hands: "Miss Lan, I don't know what to do?"

    Xiaolan smiled faintly, picked up the wooden frame, and said to him: "I will draw blood from you later, so you two young heroes just have to be prepared." After saying that, she turned and walked towards the inner hall.

    Xiaomei's soft voice sounded in their ears, which was heart-wrenching: "Hehe, don't faint from fear later, it won't hurt to draw some blood."

    The unknown creates fear. At this time, people attach great importance to blood, underestimate the amount of blood contained in the body, and watch the blood in the body flow out bit by bit. People who have experienced this for the first time often have their own  The blood is drained and the feeling of death is imminent, which often scares oneself to the point of fainting.

    There is a smile on Duan Tianya's heroic face, and he has a heroic spirit that is indifferent to everything. He has a charming charm.

    "Xihu" The people at Guanlan Villa were all disgusted with handsome men and beauties. Their appearance alone could no longer touch their heartstrings. Xiaomei turned a blind eye to his smile.

    When Xiaolan opened the curtain and entered, her Lady Feng walked out.

    Seeing Xiaomei looking at Xiaolan¡¯s back angrily, Xiaofeng couldn¡¯t help but smile: ¡°Go in, Xiaomei! Let me come.¡±

    "Madam" Xiaomei murmured, twisting the corners of her moon-white clothes. Her full moon-like jade face was flushed with shame, and she felt a little ashamed. The clothes were originally made of silk and satin, but she had actually made a lump on her waist.  folds.

    Xiaofeng smiled softly, stretched her right arm forward, turned her palm upward, and slowly lifted it from her waist. Ye Zhong, who was originally trapped in the fishing net, slowly rose up, as if several invisible hands were holding him up.  , the speed was extremely slow, even the green polyester sword spike of the cold sword inserted in his abdomen was quiet and did not flutter.

    Several sounds of inhalation were heard in the otherwise quiet hall. They were extremely horrified by Xiaofeng's ability to capture objects in the void, and those with weak concentration could not help but take a deep breath.

    Xiaofeng stared intently at the unconscious Ye Zhong with a cautious expression. Seeing that he left the fishing net without touching the wound, she felt relieved.

    The disciples of the Maple Leaf Sword Sect used fishing nets to wrap around their master. The ropes tied around them were extremely elastic and slowed down the vibrations during the journey. Although the method was inelegant, it was quite effective.

    Ye Zhong's body left the fishing net, and he lay flat and floated towards Xiaofeng, reaching her waist. Then Xiaofeng walked inward in a naughty way, with a jade hand holding Ye Zhong, and the black door curtain rolled up automatically.  , Xiaomei followed the madam and disappeared behind the curtain.

    The disciples of the Maple Leaf Sword Sect looked at the gently swaying black curtain and were speechless. They never expected that this delicate and gentle medical fairy would have such terrifying cultivation!

    This kind of trauma is extremely difficult for other doctors, but for Xiaofeng, who has gained some influence in the surgical spirit, it is a piece of cake.

    When she returned to Guanlan Villa, only half an hour had passed.

    In the backyard of Guanlan Villa, under the bright sunshine, it is as warm as spring. On the green grass, everyone is sitting or lying, some are squinting their eyes and falling asleep, or lying on their sides with their heads and necks propped up to talk. The voices are as soft as the wind, making people intoxicated.

      Xiao Yuesheng was still sleeping on Guo Fu's thigh, and Wanyanping sat beside him, discussing embroidery patterns with Guo Fu in a low voice. Her embroidery was just learned from Guo Fu, and discussed the essence of female beauty.  , among the girls, Guo Fu is the one who is the most popular, and her mother Huang Rong, although she is clever and skillful, when it comes to female celebrities, she feels inferior to her daughter.

    Xiaoyu sat next to Guo Fu's legs, on the other side of Xiao Yuesheng, leaning on Guo Fu, but Xiaoxing used her thigh as a pillow. Although she was holding a book in her hand, her expression was a bit lazy, and her beautiful eyes were slightly narrowed.  , seemed to be drowsy by the sunshine, and his hands had dropped to his side.

    Xiaoyue and Guo Xiang were beside Wanyanping, lying on their sides facing each other, supporting their heads with one arm, talking in a low voice, looking cheerful and full of energy.

    As soon as Xiaofengfu entered the backyard, everyone noticed it.

    "Have you finished saving people?" Xiaoyu picked up the book that fell on the soft grass, opened her slightly narrowed eyes, and looked at Xiaofeng who was holding the little red rabbit. Seeing Xiaofeng's face, she knew that she had escaped from Yama again.  A life was saved in the palace.

    Xiao Yue stood up and ran out quickly.

    "Well,it's a coincidence that everyone knows this guy!" Xiaofeng came to Xiaoyu's side, sat down, and smiled at everyone who was looking at her.

    "Oh? Who is it?" Xiao Yuesheng also opened his sleepy eyes.

    With a little thought of his mind, he could know the situation in Huichun Hall, but he didn't do that. It was not because he was too lazy to do it, but because he gradually realized that ignorance is blessing, insight is dryness, everything is under control, and there is no ordinary thing.  hapiness.

    "It's Ye Chong, sir, do you remember?" Xiaofeng smiled gently at Xiao Yuesheng, her voice was also extremely gentle, her jade hands caressed Chixia's soft ears, so gently that she narrowed her eyes slightly and felt comfortable.  Want to sleep.

    Every time she rescues a dying person, she is deeply touched. She deeply realizes that life is fragile and should be cherished. Seeing that the young master and all the sisters are safe, she feels extremely happy.

    "Is he the leader of the Maple Leaf Sword Sect? What's wrong with him?" Xiao Yuesheng was not disturbed by his acquaintance. He took the white jade cup handed over by Xiaoyu and asked casually.

    "He was stabbed in the abdomen! Fortunately, he was not far from us and didn't take too long. Otherwise, he might have been doomed this time!" Xiaofeng shook his head, showing a bit of luck, and said again.  He let out a long sigh.

    Seeing Sister Ping frowning and full of worries, Xiaofeng hurriedly smiled and said: "But it's not serious now. If you meditate for a period of time, you will be back to your original state This Master Ye is actually proficient in Turtle Breath."  **, it can be considered as saving his life!"

    "Oh, it's another fight!" Wanyanping inserted the silver needle into the brocade, put down the embroidery cloth, and sighed.

    The girls all pursed their lips and smiled. What Wanyanping disliked the most was these beatings and killings. She most hoped for peace in the world and happiness for everyone.

    "This Master Ye's martial arts is pretty good. Who hurt him?" Xiaoyu sat with her legs crossed and lightly took the wine glass handed back by the young master, seemingly asking casually.

    "I didn't ask,but seeing that he was only wearing pajamas, he was afraid that he was attacked by a sneak attack, so he responded hastily, and his wounds did not widen. The person who attacked him should not be more skilled in martial arts than him, and the sword looked more like a woman's.  The sword." Xiaofeng glanced at Wanyanping and knew that she didn't like hearing this, so she answered briefly and to the point.

    "Haha, could it be that he is burdened with love debts and turns into hatred because of love?!" Xiao Yuesheng couldn't help laughing.

    Xiaofeng rolled her eyes at him, her mouth was unforgiving, and she smiled as gently as a knife: "Master, do you think everyone else is like you?!"

    Guo Xiang on the side couldn't help but feel happy when she heard it. She wished she could cheer loudly. The corners of her delicate mouth curled up slightly, suppressing a smile.

    Xiao Yuesheng laughed and touched the mustache on his lips, but he was not angry. He just glared at Xiaofeng, who was smiling like a flower. He took the jade cup from Xiaoyu's hand, turned the cup over, and poured all the wine in the cup.  in the mouth.

    Seeing him slumping under Xiaofeng's mouth, all the girls couldn't help but smile sweetly, and felt relieved in their hearts. No matter how generous they were, they would inevitably resent their husband's philandering.

    "Oh, by the way, where is the leader of the Qingwei Sword Sect now?" Hearing that something happened to the leader of the Maple Leaf Sword Sect, Xiao Yuesheng couldn't help but think of Zhang Qingyun, who is also known as the North and South Swordsman, with a casual tone that seemed casual.  And ask.

    "The news came this morning. Head Zhang and her two disciples have just left Tongxiang and are heading towards Jiaxing. They are said to be going to Suzhou." Xiaoyu said.

    "Haha, their master and apprentice can move fast enough!" Xiao Yuesheng chuckled and said something sarcastic.

    "Master, let's have a meal, the food has been served!" Xiaoyue suddenly walked in from outside. She had just gone out and ordered the people to start setting the food.

    ?"Okay, let's eat and eat!" Xiao Yuesheng sat up, then hugged Guo Fu beside him, gently floated up, hanging in the air, then put down his legs and stood on the grass.

    Although Guo Fu felt sweet in her heart, she still rolled her eyes at her husband, then secretly glanced at the girls, and then she breathed a sigh of relief when she realized that they were not looking at her.

    Although she had been resting on her husband's head for such a long time, Guo Fu did not feel sore and numb, because from time to time, a cool breath flowed from his head into her legs, and her whole body was full of blood and unobstructed.

    Although Tongxiang Town is quite far away from Jiaxing City, it is already under the jurisdiction of Jiaxing Prefecture.

    Because of the convenient waterway, the official roads are somewhat obscured. Moreover, it has not yet come out of the first lunar month, so it is normal to be deserted.

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    ¡°Master, we should take a boat¡ª¡ª!¡± A clear and clear voice was dragged out for a long time, full of complaints, and suddenly sounded in the forest, breaking the silence of the forest between Jiaxing and Tongxiang.

    "Shut up! If you had taken the boat, you would have vomited all over and passed out!" Another soft and quiet voice immediately sounded.

    "Hmph, senior sister always looks down on me. Now that my Ruoshui Jue has reached the fourth level, I will never get seasick again!"

    "Even if you reach the fifth floor with Ruoshui Jue, you will still get seasick. You should just walk honestly!"

    ¡°Is it true¡ª¡ª, Master?Then let¡¯s take a break for a while?!¡± The sweet and slightly charming voice did not mean to explore the truth, and the last sentence was the key point.

    "Do we still need to take a break?!Siying, how many times have we taken a break this morning?!" The quiet and soft voice was teasing.

    "Okay, let's take a rest!" This voice was extremely cold, making it sound like drinking a bowl of iced sour plums on a hot summer day.

    "Yes, Master!" The two of them answered in unison, but their tone was very different, one was helpless, the other was excited.

    There is a wide official road sandwiched between a pine forest that still has some greenery. Under the pine trees beside the road, the three graceful women who just spoke sat on a large blue stone. All three of them were dressed in light green robes, extremely simple.  The shadow of the pine tree is reflected on the body, but it cannot be seen.

    The bluestone they were sitting on was square in shape and slightly smooth. It was obvious that people often sat on it. The pine forest here was extremely vast and somewhat secluded.

    The three women wore white gauze, which covered their faces, but made their faces even more graceful. The white gauze fluttering in the wind made the faces underneath them looming, and their snow-white icy skin tempted people to inquire. They were none other than Zhang Qingyun, the leader of the Qingwei Sword Sect.  With his disciples Duan Ziyan and Qin Siying.

    "Master, we have to take a few steps, otherwise we may have to sleep in the wild tonight!" The tall Duan Ziyan took off his backpack, took out four palm-sized water bags, and handed them to the two people sitting there.  Master in the middle.

    "Yes." Zhang Qingyun responded lightly. He raised his snow-white left palm to indicate that he was not thirsty, but his right hand grasped the dark green sword sheath lying across his knee. Above the white gauze, his eyes were like a cold sword, slowly sweeping over the officer.  Pine forest across the road.

    "I want it!" Duan Ziyan saw her master's power working and was about to ask a question when Qin Siying on the other side reached out and grabbed the water bag.

    As soon as Duan Ziyan heard the voice of his junior sister, he couldn't help but start to scold: "You, you, you are too spoiled! After walking a few steps, he shouted to take a rest. According to your way of rushing, when we arrived in Suzhou, we all  She¡¯s become an old woman!¡±

    "Hehe Are you thirsty, senior sister?" Qin Siying asked the senior sister with a smile without saying anything back. Seeing her shaking her head, she pulled out the cork of the water bag, lifted up the white gauze with her other hand, pointed her lips at the mouth of the bag, and drank.  The water seems to be very thirsty, and the water is still cold despite the coldness.

    Duan Ziyan smiled helplessly. Siying was spoiled by herself, so she stopped wasting her words and turned to Zhang Qingyun, whose eyes became brighter and brighter: "Master, what's wrong? Is there anything wrong?"

    "It's nothing, maybe I'm just being paranoid." Zhang Qingyun slowly shook his head. Ru Hanjian Hengkong's eyes gradually withdrew from the pine forest opposite, but the long sword in his hand was slowly unsheathed, and the sun was shining in the sky.  , the cold light gradually brightens, and the white gauze and green shirt move automatically without wind.

    Duan Ziyan hurriedly used her skills to explore carefully, but she didn't feel anything strange. No one was approaching.

    "Haha" Suddenly, a long laugh suddenly sounded. Although it did not involve internal force, it was still loud and unusual.

    Three figures suddenly appeared in the pine forest opposite, standing on the yellow and green pine trees, their black gowns fluttering gently, as light as nothing.

    Zhang Qingyun's face under the white gauze smiled coldly, and her eyes slowly swept over the three sturdy people. Although they were still far away, it did not hinder her observation. The goshawk pattern on their sleeves was in front of her eyes, which was quite unfamiliar to her.  Never seen?.

    The appearance of these three old men is also quite peculiar, and their brows are very deep. At a glance, you can tell that they are not from the Central Plains. The weapons on their waists are also very curved scimitars.

    "Fangjia is Zhang, the leader of the Qingwei Sword Sect, right?" The taller old man among the three clasped his fists and raised his hands. He spoke slowly, with a touch of gentleness, but it was ruined by his stiff tone.  All.

    "Who are you?!" Zhang Qingyun asked coldly, but his heart was filled with fear. When this person spoke, his breath was still not turbid, and he could still easily step on the pine branches. His skill was so strong that he might not be inferior to himself.

    "I am Lord Three Eagles under the throne of the Holy Lady of Heaven. I am ordered by the Holy Lady of Heaven to come and collect the three spirits of the three of you!"

    The old man's face became solemn and solemn, showing a piety like worshiping the Buddha. It was rare that he could say these elegant words with a stiff accent.

    "Celestial Saint?" Zhang Qingyun frowned. She had never heard of the title of Heavenly Saint, and Mitaka-kun had never heard of it. She was afraid that it was a sect from the Western Regions. For some reason, she came here to run wild. What else could she do?  Three spirits, weird!

    "Master!" Duan Ziyan, who was standing behind her, called in a low voice, his voice full of anxiety and unwillingness, and the veins in the jade hand holding the sword were slightly exposed.

    Duan Ziyan saw her master's gesture behind her back, and saw that she actually let herself and her junior sister escape first. She couldn't help but feel anxious. These three people were so close, but they were able to hide it from her. Their skills were far better than hers. See  Even the master is not sure how to deal with them.

    Zhang Qingyun turned his head and glared at her coldly. With a slight exertion on his feet, he slowly floated upwards and stepped onto the opposite pine branch like a ladder to heaven. He was only a foot away from the weird three people.

    Duan Ziyan hesitated for a moment, biting her lips secretly under the white gauze. She reached out and pulled her hand to look at Qin Siying curiously at the three people. He glanced at the master and saw that she was talking to the three people, so she lowered her voice.  He said to his junior sister: "You go first, Master and I will stand in the way!"

    Qin Siying was stunned, looked at her, and shook her head resolutely: "Let's go together!"

    She also knew that saying she was leaving was just nice, but it was asking her to run away first. How could she do it?

    "Your martial arts skills are too low, you will only drag us down! When you go far away, we can escape at any time, When we take action later, you run away, the faster the better!"

    Duan Ziyan glared at her angrily, his eyes like lightning, which made Qin Siying's heart tremble. Compared with her senior sister, her own martial arts skills were far behind!  Qin Siying realized this and had no choice but to nod reluctantly.

    Duan Ziyan breathed a sigh of relief, slowly pulled out the long sword from the sheath, glanced at the master who was standing on the pine branch opposite and talking to the three people, then turned to his junior sister and whispered: "Go to Guanlan Villa."

    After saying that, before the junior sister could react, she jumped forward and floated towards the master.

    Although Qin Siying wanted to ask why she went to Guanlan Villa, it was too late to say anything, so she had to keep silent in her heart, cover the water bag in her hand with a cork, carry it behind her, and prepare to escape.

    After Zhang Qingyun finished talking to the three people over there, he understood that taking his three spirits meant taking his life, and the ten thousandth chance he felt in his heart had dissipated.

    Seeing his eldest disciple standing next to him with his sword drawn, Zhang Qingyun couldn't help but feel angry and angry. He glared at Duan Ziyan, knowing that it was too late to say anything.

    The long sword swung forward, like lightning across the sky, drawing an electric arc, and suddenly hit the three smiling old men from the outside world opposite.

    The three people opposite felt strange, but Duan Ziyan knew the master's character well, and had already prepared for a sneak attack. He followed the master closely, and the long sword also drew an arc, covering the three of them, and let out a deep drink.  :"Walk!"

    Qin Siying drew a line of green smoke from her figure and galloped along the official road, faster than a galloping horse. She also knew that the faster she ran, the shorter the time her master and senior sister needed to support them, and the easier it was for them to escape. Qingwei Sword Sect  Not only is his swordsmanship extraordinary, but his Qinggong is also far above his peers.

    "Qiang Qiang Qiang" three sounds of gold and iron sounded, but it sounded like only one sound.

    The scimitars of the three people were all golden when they were unsheathed. Under the bright sunshine, they looked dull and did not shine like gold.

    One of them wanted to chase Qin Siying, but he couldn't. He was first forced to fight by Zhang Qingyun, and then Duan Ziyan's long sword came one after another, leaving him no time to think about it. He could only resist, and he just blocked Duan Ziyan's long sword.  , Zhang Qingyun's attack came again, and the tacit understanding between their master and disciple was like an endless waterfall, constantly impacting the three of them. The cold light shone like two pear blossoms blooming, which was actually a bit dazzling in the sun.
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