Su Qiao was still not at ease. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Long Kui said: "Spring God senior, this matter will be handled by the juniors, Miss Su will stay and take care of you." ”

"No!" Su Qiao said hurriedly: "You can't stop him!"

She was very conflicted, as if no one but herself could subdue a madman. However, he can't even do the skill of the Spring God, can he succeed?" Long Kui said: "I will try to be careful, at least I can pester him for a while." ”

"That's not the way to go! ”

"However, you have to take care of the Spring God senior. ”

Su Qiao looked at the god of spring, and didn't know what to do.

The spring god still said that it didn't matter, but how could Su Qiao put his mind at ease? Things should always have a result, Long Kui said: "Or I'll go first, and you will go in a day or two, how about it?"

Su Qiao thought about it for a while, nodded and said, "That's all, but don't be reckless, the madman has a lot of skills." ”

"I'll be careful. Long Kui said that he wanted to leave, and he was also worried that the madman would escape and kill innocents indiscriminately. "Wait!" Su Qiao stopped him, "Where are you going to find him, and where am I going to find you?"

Long Kui said: "The madman has a holiday with Qiu Yuehan, and every time he gets sick, he will go to him, I will go to Gongsun Mansion, if it is not long, you can go there." I don't know after a long time. ”

Su Qiao had no choice but to agree: "I'll try to rush to meet you as soon as possible." ”

Chunshen smiled indifferently: "Qiao'er, in fact, you don't have to stay, but I can't resist you, since that's the case, you can send Long Kui Shaoxia out, this road is not easy to walk." ”

Long Kui arched his hand and said, "Thank you seniors for your concern, it doesn't have to be like this, I have already walked the road twice, there should be nothing wrong." ”

Finding his way through the fog in the mountains is also one of his specialties, and although the fog here is a little thicker, it can't bother him.

Bidding farewell to the two, he has found his way to chase the madman.

The three days of calm made Qiu Yuehan feel unnatural, and when he got up early in the morning, he asked Xiaoxi and Xiangyu to accompany him to practice swords.

The long sword slashed out, like the wind sweeping the fallen leaves, Xiaoxi was caught off guard, and his chest was already held against the sword in Qiu Yuehan's hand.

"Xi'er, you should practice this trick more than the Flying Frost. Qiu Yue Han said: "Do you know that it only takes three months to learn this trick in the flying fog?"

Xiaoxi was ashamed, less than seventeen years old, and had grown about the same height as his father, but his face was a little tenderer.

Xiangyu changed into a pink casual clothes, which was very fresh, but there was a little more sorrow between her eyebrows.

She smiled and said, "Little brother come again, I'll practice with you." ”

Drawing out the long sword, she had already attacked Xiaoxi, Qiu Yuehan didn't speak, Xiaoxi grabbed the hilt of the sword and practiced. At this time, the circular arch of the courtyard wall had already heard a heavy cold snort.

The flying mist had already appeared there, and he walked over with an exaggerated expression.

Xiangyu didn't have a good impression of him the most, and glanced at him: "What are you humming, don't think how good your kung fu is......"

"Xiangyu!" Qiu Yuehan called out to her, "Continue to practice your sword!"

Xiangyu was full of grievances, but he didn't dare to disobey his father, and he was all angry at the practice in a muffled voice.

In this way, the bitter thing will be regarded as a stream, forcing him to be in a hurry, and he is even more embarrassed than when he was competing with Qiu Yuehan for swords.

Flying Mist couldn't help but laugh.

Qiu Yuehan didn't react to his arrogance, and only thought of a little shame in his heart.

Xiaoxi didn't have such a good belly, so he stopped practicing, drew back his long sword, and glared at Feiwu: "You don't see how clever you are, what's so strange about practicing for three months?

"You ......" Feiwu couldn't stand people saying that he couldn't do kung fu, and he sneered when he heard the words: "Okay, I'll teach you a lesson!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already made a move, so fast that he didn't even have time to drink Qiu Yuehan.

"Flying fog, don't mess around!" Qiu Yuehan had already stopped.

Feimist's body was like a swimming dragon, his palms were like lightning and stone fire, flashing towards the stream, opening his long sword, slapping his chest with seven palms in a row, and then pulling his hand, pulling down the button of the stream, flying back upside down, sneering.

From the moment he made the move to the time he stopped, he only used one right hand, and his left hand was always negative to his back.

Qiu Yuehan was surprised by his skills, thinking that if he tried his best, he might not be able to stop him, and he was slightly stunned.

Xiaoxi was humiliated, raised his sword and wanted to attack again, but was finally stopped by Qiu Yuehan.

"Stand down, your cousin wins you, of course, if you don't practice more in the future, you won't be able to beat others. ”

Xiangyu was uneven, stomped his feet and shouted: "Dad, why are you ......?"

Qiu Yuehan cut off her words: "Needless to say, Feiwu's martial arts are much higher than yours, you two should learn from others, this is the end of today, go back!"

Xiangyu and Xiaoxi didn't dare to disobey their father's orders, so they had to retreat abruptly.

Qiu Yuehan knew that there must be something wrong with Feiwu coming here, so she put away her sword and walked towards him, and said with concern: "I haven't seen you for a long time, I didn't expect your martial arts to be so sophisticated." ”

Feiwu wanted to laugh modestly, but he couldn't, so he simply didn't say polite words. Bow your hand: "Uncle, where is my father?"

For three days, his father's shadow was not seen, and he was very anxious.

Qiu Yuehan didn't know how to answer for a while: "Your father ...... him"

"After he arrived at the West Courtyard that day, he never went back. Feiwu said: "What was the West Courtyard doing at that time? It seems to be fighting?"

How could Qiu Yuehan tell his father's various crimes, he had to find other excuses, "There were a lot of outsiders who came that night, as if they came specifically to Gongsun Mansion, but they were all repelled by uncle and your father. ”

"In that case, why didn't my dad come back?"

"Perhaps...... Maybe he's out there...... Maybe he has something else to do!" Qiu Yuehan sighed, "He never told me what to do. ”

Feiwu looked at him with disbelieving eyes, stopped talking, flashed his eyes, and said, "If there is news about my father." Just let me know. ”

"Don't worry, I will!"

Feiwu said goodbye and left, he already had a plan in his heart, if there was no news in a few days, he would leave Gongsun Mansion and ask his sister Feiyan about it, as for Qiu Yuehan, he always thought that he had hidden a lot of secrets.

Can you tell him that?

Qiu Yuehan sighed.

Just as he was about to return to the room with his sword, the government servants rushed over.

"Sir, that madman is here again, and he's on his way. ”

"Crazy?"

Qiu Yue was frightened and hurriedly chased after the front hall.

A burst of laughter has been heard.

"Gongsun Qiuyue, you come out for me"

The madman really found Qiu Yuehan, swept towards the high wall, and wanted to break the flagpole with one palm, but strangely withdrew his hand and looked at the flagpole.

The green dragon soared into the air, flying extraordinary.

He didn't slash at the flagpole, as if he wanted to save the reputation of the Gongsun family, but after a while, he thought of the wall stone, and when he struck it with one palm, the rubble flew, and he began to roar again: "Gongsun Qiuyue, you come out for me, what qualifications do you have to come out on behalf of the Gongsun family......"

As if he didn't know any other language than that, he kept screaming. (To be continued.) )