"Tianzun, your injuries still need to be recuperated quietly, how can you endure the fatigue of the carriage and horses. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info"The sorrow on Pretty Beauty's face is really pitiful.

"It's okay, Dai Yan must have returned to Wudang Mountain, my mother must have been in a hurry when she learned that I was alone in the rivers and lakes, and I want to go back soon. ”

"I guess it's okay for you to stay longer?" At this time, Wan Yankang realized the difference in her eyes, it was not that he lacked observation, it was too incredible.

He couldn't help but lift his heart, "You bad guy, you bad guy, you didn't come back when the Yuan soldiers destroyed the country and destroyed the family, it's been decades, I finally saw you, I'm going to leave after a night's rest, bad guy..."

Wan Yankang, who is old and refined, has already guessed what she is talking about: Guo Xiang grew up listening to Yan Kang's heroic deeds from his elders since he was a child, and he already has a sense of worship, when the Yuan soldiers invaded the house and broke the house, she didn't come back after calling Yan Kang, and resentment rose, and then held the portrait of Huang Yi to him in the following decades, or missed, or scolded, and the love-hate entanglement has formed a special feeling.

"Bad fate!" Wan Yankang sighed in his heart.

Although she said that, her eyes involuntarily glanced at her seductive figure, which was different from Huang Rong's delicateness, Guo Xiang, who was also captivating the country and the city, brought a little baby fat, which added a little cuteness.

Wan Yankang didn't notice it for a while, but he was stupid.

After a while, he noticed Guo Xiang's rising blush and said embarrassedly: "Xiang'er, I won't go to Wudang Mountain right away, there is still a lot of time in the carriage..."

Not to mention the ambiguous warmth on Yan Kang's side, Wudang Mountain is full of swords and swords.

"Yu Daiyan, the old lady killed you!" With the sound of shouting, a woman chased Yu Daiyan with a kitchen knife and slashed, but there was indeed a gap in skills, and she couldn't catch up no matter how she chased it.

The disciples in the audience were surprised, and they learned that it was Yu Daiyan who took Song Qingshu down the mountain and disappeared, so Ling Xueyan staged a full martial arts.

"Song Yuanqiao, you are still not a man, your son has been lost by this bastard, you actually stand aside without saying a word!"

"Madam, you are calm and calm, can you listen to the third brother's explanation first?"

"Explain your uncle!" just when he wanted to raise his knife and cut again, he fainted weakly.

"Meet Master (Master)!"

"Yan'er is just a little stimulated, just sleep for a while!" Zhang Sanfeng said and asked the disciples to retreat from cultivation, and let Song Yuanqiao go down to rest with Ling Xueyan in his arms.

A few days flew by.

"Master, it's not a matter of sleeping with snow geese all the time, you can also feed some gruel to cross some true qi after a short time, how can people bear it after a long time? Why don't you send a Wudang disciple down the mountain to find Qingshu." ”

Zhang Sanfeng just shook his head slightly, "Yuanqiao, you step back and take care of Yan'er first!"

"Master!" "Let's go down" Looking at the master's wave, Song Yuanqiao, who understood that he had made up his mind, retreated helplessly.

Seeing the senior brother retreat, all the senior brothers glanced at each other, and just as they wanted to speak, a disciple guarding the mountain broke into everyone's sight, "Report to the patriarch, someone under the mountain asked me to take this dark iron ring to the patriarch, saying that the patriarch will understand it at a glance." ”

Without waiting for the disciples of the mountain to present it, Zhang Sanfeng took the ring to his hand with a camera in the air, and gently rubbed it, "You go and ask her to come up!"

"Lianzhou, go and bring Yuanqiao and Yan'er, just say that Qingshu is back!"

"Huh?" The brothers were shocked, why did the master know that Qingshu was back after looking at the ring?

When Ling Xueyan dragged her weak body into Zixiao Palace step by step, Wan Yankang also came to Zixiao Palace not far away.

"Xue Yan, I'll help you" He stretched out his hand as he spoke, but was coldly slapped away by Ling Xue Yan, "Take your hand away!"

Song Yuanqiao was about to say something, but everyone's eyes were attracted by the footsteps and figures walking into Zixiao Palace.

Wan Yankang looked at Ling Xueyan with a haggard face full of distress, and stepped forward to say something, but unexpectedly, something happened suddenly.

"Where did you go, you rebel!" Song Yuanqiao, who was full of anger as he spoke, wanted to slap Yan Kang, but before he could slap it, he himself was stunned by Ling Xueyan's slap, "You get out of me!"

Ling Xueyan, who yelled at Song Yuanqiao, hugged Wan Yankang with tears streaming down her face: "Where have you been? Do you know how worried I am about you!"

Tears just dropped on Wan Yankang's clothes and dripped in his heart.

"Isn't it...", but before he finished speaking, Ling Xueyan, who had changed his mood too much and was weak, fainted.

At this time, Zhang Sanfeng, a generation of grandmasters, showed amazing light skills, and helped her before everyone found out that Wan Yan Kang was dragging Ling Xueyan with internal strength, and let Song Yuanqiao take Ling Xueyan and Wan Yankang down first after crossing some true qi.

After the three of them left, he looked at the veiled woman in front of him with a complicated expression, and for a long time, "Are you okay?" but his voice was a little hoarse.

"Darkiron Ring!" she replied.

"If you don't answer me, I won't pay you back!", Zhang Sanfeng's answer shocked the titanium alloy eyes of Wudang several heroes, "This thing is really our master? Master, when did his old man be so scoundrel to a weak woman?" (confession)

She slowly drew her sword, "It seems that your skin has itched again after all these years!"

As soon as the word "has" came out, Guo Xiang's sword stabbed into Zhang Sanfeng's chest, there was no move, no sound, and only one word appeared in everyone's minds: "Quick!"

It's just that compared with Guo Xiang's speed that he can't see the sword shadow, Zhang Sanfeng's movements are extremely clear, but the strange thing is that his obviously slow movements either shoot, push, or block to prevent the lightning-fast attack.

"It's really just as stubborn and pestering as you!

I saw her shout angrily, and a huge lightsaber pierced through Zixiao Palace and slashed down with lightning speed.

"It's good to come!"

A Taiji diagram appeared in front of Zhang Sanfeng, and in an instant, the strongest Mao of Yitian and the most solid shield of Yitian collided.

The hustle and bustle dissipated, Guo Xiang slowly put on the Xuantie and slowly left the Zixiao Palace, which was already in ruins.

Zhang Sanfeng roared unwillingly at her Beiying, "It's not over yet, I'll create a perfect Tai Chi Gong right away, you wait for me!"

After the roar, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Master, are you alright?"

"It's okay, just let you see the joke. After Guo Xiang left, he also returned to his normal heart.

"You also know, just now you don't look like a generation of grandmasters at all, compared to everyone in the market. It's just that the disciples only dare to think about it in their hearts.

"Master, where is that girl sacred, our senior brothers have walked the rivers and lakes for many years and have never heard of when such a character appeared in the rivers and lakes!"

"She is Guo Xiang, the patriarch of the Emei faction!"

"But why is Guo Xiang a twenty-eight-year-old girl and a master..."

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