Cheng Song took off the rags stuffed in Li Zhongyu's mouth, hoping to use his mouth to persuade Han Xiaoyue to go to Hexi to retrieve the little junior sister. However, Li Zhongyu's first sentence was to question Han Xiaoyue: "You just have to tell me, if you have the opportunity, will you really marry your little sister?" Han Xiaoyue listened, chuckled and said, "What's the use of saying this at this time?"

"I want to say!" Li Zhongyu shouted, "Little sister has been waiting for you for eighteen years, and this is the day she has been waiting for." You just have to tell me, will it or won't?"

Han Xiaoyue said without thinking: "No." Even if Yan'er and I don't have a future, I won't marry my little sister. Li Zhongyu's eyes widened when he heard this, and he said, "Then why did you make an appointment with her to be eighteen years old? Why didn't you tell her the truth earlier?"

Han Xiaoyue sighed and said, "The fault for this matter lies with me, it was us who made a promise indiscriminately by relying on our youth. It's like a game, and when we grow up, the game is over. My little sister didn't leave the game, she was caught up in it, and the fault was mine. Zhongyu, what can I do to make up for this mistake, as long as you open your mouth, I will definitely die!" Cheng Song listened, pricked up his ears, and listened carefully to what Li Zhongyu would say.

He naturally hoped that Li Zhongyu could push the boat down the river and let him go to Hexi to rob people. However, Li Zhongyu's heart was like ashes at this time. Besides, he had no intention of helping Cheng Song persuade Han Xiaoyue. Seeing Han Xiaoyue say this, Li Zhongyu snorted and said, "Do you think that I will tell you to go to Jiuquan to find a little sister to marry? You are wrong! I know that Miss Yan'er is also in Jiuquan, even if you go, your little sister still can't get your love." Tell you, I want you to live! I want you to live well! If you dare to die without a disease, I will not spare you!"

Cheng Song listened, and saw that what he said was not what he thought, so he hurriedly asked the disciples of Qingshuimen to block his mouth again. "Cheng Song, you treacherous ......," Li Zhongyu scolded. Before the word "thief" came out, his mouth was blocked by Cheng Song.

Cheng Song stopped the matter, chuckled twice and looked at Han Xiaoyue and said, "You have also seen it, the life of your friend His Royal Highness King Tang is in my hands." As long as you don't obey me, I will immediately ask him to meet his little sister!" Han Xiaoyue pointed at Cheng Song and said, "If you have the ability, come at me! Don't you claim to judge me in the Kuzen Temple? Why can't you get along with other people? Cheng Song, could it be that you are afraid of me!"

Han Xiaoyue wanted to use the method of agitation to provoke Cheng Song. Cheng Song listened, and really said angrily: "I'm afraid of you, I'm afraid of hurting you, so that you have an excuse not to go to Hexi for me......" Before he could finish speaking, Han Xiaoyue stomped his feet and said: "Hmph! I have long been tired of hearing this set of rhetoric! You have a design to blackmail my kung fu, it is better to raise your martial arts to a higher level, why worry about the little junior sister or not? I, Han Xiaoyue, tell you clearly for the last time: Don't say that I don't plan to leave alive, even if I can leave alive, I will never set foot in the Hexi realm for the rest of my life! With that, his hands were secretly moving, ready to fight him.

When Cheng Song heard this, he finally understood that whether he was coerced or enticed, Han Xiaoyue refused to use it for himself after all. Han Xiaoyue has never been coerced in this life, even when she is at her most depressed, she plans to die to make her will. What's more, now that I am no longer what I used to be, how can I be at the mercy of others?

Cheng Song breathed a long sigh of relief, threw Li Zhongyu in his hand to the other Qingshui Sect disciples, and said while sighing: "Han Xiaoyue, it seems that you and I finally have this day to tear our faces. Originally, this was the last thing I begged you for, and after it was done, we didn't get along with each other. But now it seems that you and I are going to have a battle after all!" Han Xiaoyue smiled: "I never thought that you would hate me so much. Okay, then let's settle it out here!"

Cheng Song laughed three times, took out the long sword of the Qingshui Sect disciple next to him and threw it to Han Xiaoyue and said, "You are unarmed. Accept this sword, and it will be regarded as me repaying you for saving your life!" Han Xiaoyue took the long sword, looked at it for a moment, and suddenly broke the long sword in two with two fingers and said, "Thank you for the kindness of the big boss." I, Han Xiaoyue, am not good at using swords!"

Seeing that he was so resolute, Cheng Song suddenly smiled and said, "That's what you asked for!" With that, the clear water sword in his hand was horizontal, and he rushed up. Han Xiaoyue had seen the kung fu of the Spirit Qiu Quanshi, but she had never seen Cheng Song's swordsmanship. Cheng Song's Qingshui swordsmanship is superb, coupled with the continuous improvement in the past few years, it is actually inseparable from the Lingqiu Spring Master. However, Han Xiaoyue was a little underestimated after all, so she was a little powerless in the first thirty or forty combinations. Cheng Song showed no mercy and used the swordsmanship moves he had mastered one by one. Qingshui swordsmanship is known for its stabbing and piercing skills, so every move and style is wide open and closed. It is indeed difficult to find a flaw in the first time, even if Han Xiaoyue holds a weapon in his hand, he does not dare to win, let alone with his bare hands.

"Han Xiaoyue, if I defeat you, I will be sure that I will go to Hexi by myself. Cheng Song said, and there was a trick in the oblique ground, "Autumn Water Xiaoxiao". Han Xiaoyue hurriedly dodged and said, "Your self-confidence is completely based on defeating me, and it's too pitiful. You know, there are more than one or two people in the world who are better than me, and you can't protect your own beloved, how much better can you be than me?"

Cheng Song circled for a moment, trying to pierce Han Xiaoyue's lower plate. Han Xiaoyue couldn't dodge and was slashed, Cheng Song smiled: "At least, my beloved is still alive, but what about you? In this way, I am more than a hundred times stronger than you!" Han Xiaoyue endured the pain and said: "Joke! The farthest distance in the world is not life and death, but that you are in Hedong and she is in Hexi!"

Cheng Song was furious when he heard this: "You are also qualified to have a relationship with me, look at the sword!" After that, he accelerated the pace of the attack.

Han Xiaoyue understood that the Qingshui Sword was a unique weapon of the Qingshui Gate, and Cheng Song was naturally extremely confident in holding the Qingshui Sword, and his moves were not inferior to his master. Therefore, how to destroy the Qingshui Sword in one fell swoop has become a top priority. "Destroy the Qingshui Sword, Qingshuimen will lose its centripetal force, and Cheng Song will lose confidence. In this way, I can really save him from entanglement with me!" Thinking of this, Han Xiaoyue successively used the moves of pointing at the sky and the earth to the ground. One move is the technique of the heavenly oath artifact, and the other move is the preaching of the axe-wielding Rama. The two moves were combined, but Han Xiaoyue did not find any flaws in the body of the Qing Shui Sword.

"It's often said that 'the key to forging a sword is to polish the blade'. The Qing Shui Sword sharpens iron like clay, and the blade of the sword is extremely sharp, and perhaps the flaw is also in the blade. "However, if you want to use your flesh as a mortal to fight against the blade of the clear water sword that is as sharp as clay, you can't do it because of your amazing strength. Han Xiaoyue didn't have such confidence at the moment, thinking that with her current internal cultivation, it was enough to break the Qingshui Sword in two. In this way, there is no chance of victory.