39 Anger

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One

When Qing Huan brought me the chair, the competition on the stage was almost halfway there.

Anyone in the world who is well-informed will not miss today's event, one of the three major factions of martial arts, Qingmo Pavilion will hold a martial arts competition to recruit relatives, and the winner will not only be the son-in-law of the pavilion master and the future successor, but also get the unique peerless sword "Ziwei" of Qingmo Pavilion.

Even if I went to reserve a spot a month in advance, moving out my father's name was still in vain, and in desperation, I had to squeeze a few feet away with this group of men who smelled of sweat, and my legs would inevitably ache after standing for a long time.

Sitting on the chair, he found that the person in front of him was always blocking his vision, and he couldn't help but say to Qing Huan: "You take out the silver in your pocket and throw it in front." ”

"Wang ...... Master Bai, this is not good......"

Seeing that Qinghuan's slender eyebrows were twisted into a figure-of-eight, with a look of wanting to speak and stopping, I pulled the purse directly from his waist, "Don't you look like a girl, it's really unpleasant to twist and pinch." ”

I have to say that Qing Huan is too beautiful, a dignified seven-foot man is even better than my father's ninth aunt who was born in Oiran and has a delicate appearance, and the autumn waves of Danfeng eyes, in the early years, I always mistook him for a young lady.

It wasn't until my thirteenth birthday, when the lotus flowers bloomed in the water on the Jiuqu Bridge, and there were slightly fluttering catkins in the air.

So as long as you see his innocent and cowardly appearance, you really want to beat him up.

The silver went down, and the eyes were clear for the time being, the struggle of this martial arts was no less insidious than that of the court, and the people who competed on the stage were almost monopolized by the people of the other two major sects, and the Thousand Buddha Hall and Wushan Villa probably understood that winning the Qingmo Pavilion at this moment was like winning the martial arts world.

But winning the game is not easy.

After no less than 100 times of elimination, this competition finally reached the situation of the master of the Thousand Buddha Hall and the owner of the Wushan Villa, the former is more than half a hundred years old, and the number of times he has experienced strong winds and waves is as difficult to count as the white beard of his chin, and the latter who died suddenly of illness and drove ducks to the shelves is obviously not an opponent.

So the owner of Wushan Villa, who took over the palm, fell to the ground gloriously and vomited blood, and before being carried away, he did not forget the rules of martial arts and said vaguely, "Thank you for the teaching".

I knocked on the melon seeds packed in Mingyue Building, and I watched it with relish, and before I saw her, I even felt that it was really a wonderful show.

Of course, after she saw her, I immediately wanted to tear down the sign of the martial arts competition.

I never thought that she would be the young master of the Qingmo Pavilion, seeing that she was dressed in purple, with white hair like snow, and appeared in front of everyone in a wheelchair pushed by the maid, with a faint smile on her face, so iconic white hair and amazing beauty, I easily ignored it, and even thought that she was just a junior in the Qingmo Pavilion.

There is only one daughter under the knees of the Qingmo Pavilion master, and all the martial arts are passed on to the righteous son Yuntian, and the Ziwei sword is given to his daughter Ziyang, but Yuntian died mysteriously last month, and Ziyang suffers from a stubborn disease, and the green silk turns gray overnight. In order to prevent the number of qi from running out one day in the future, the former enemies came to the door, so he held a martial arts to recruit relatives and politely showed favor to the other two major sects.

This is the explanation in the gossip rumors of the martial arts, but the bends in it, most people's hearts are like mirrors, there will be no such coincidence in the world, eighty percent of it is the Qingmo Pavilion that made people plot.

At this moment, she raised a glass on the stage, it turned out that her name was Purple Duck, and I really regretted that I didn't ask her name in the first place.

Drinking fiercely, she coughed a few times in a row, the overall situation has been decided, and she will marry the master of the Thousand Buddha Hall one day. The crowd in front of me was boiling, and they forgot about the fact that they were not allowed to stand up with my money, as if they were the ones who were going to marry the peerless beauty.

It's really hateful, that Thousand Buddha Hall Hall Master is older than my father.

"I'm not convinced!" I shouted, ten times in a row, and tore away Qing Huan's hands that were tugging at my sleeves, maybe I was the only one in the cheers, and the surroundings suddenly fell silent, and they all looked sideways.

Fortunately, I am handsome, but I am not afraid of others staring at me. I pointed to the old man on the stage with a cloudy face, and said solemnly: "I heard that the hall master of the Thousand Buddha Hall has three wives, do you want the dignified young master of Qingmo Pavilion to be your concubine?" ”

"Your Excellency doesn't need to worry, His Royal Highness has already given his wife a letter of divorce three months ago."

"Usually full of martial arts chivalry, but now for the sake of power, he can even ignore his wife, which is really despicable." The more calm he is, the more angry I become, anyway, I'm not afraid of offending them, my father is the only brother today, and I see who dares to hurt me in the whole capital.

I jumped on the stage and looked at him, but he didn't answer, but the thick-armed man next to him drew his sword and shouted: "Where did you come from, the kid dares to humiliate my master." ”

The sword aura is fierce, and the move does not make people three, I retreated on my toes, and suddenly there was the sound of the sword clashing, and a violent cough came, and the people in the surrounding Qingmo Pavilion knelt down, and when they saw Ziwei out of the sheath, they all knelt and stared.

Blocking the man's sword, the purple duck had used all her strength, she was still coughing, sat back in her wheelchair with flirtatious steps, and put the sword back into the scabbard held by the maid.

She looked at me, with a pair of eyes with snowy mountains, cold without a trace of color, her words were more like pine needles in the midwinter wax moon, piercing the heart without any temperature, "Lord Bai, you don't need to interfere in the affairs of the rivers and lakes, please leave by yourself, forgive the purple duck and don't send it." ”

"You ......" I felt aggrieved, the Qingmo Pavilion Lord made a gesture of convenience, Qing Huan cautiously persuaded me to leave as usual, no one understood my feelings, I brushed my sleeves and turned around indignantly.

Two

Two days before my father's 40th birthday party, I learned from a friend that there was a sword in the world, and the scabbard was made of purple meteorite and inlaid with turquoise pearls; The sword is even more thousand-year-old black iron, and every time it is unsheathed, it is purple qi appearing, and the speed is so fast that you can't see the shadow of the sword clearly.

The words brought a friend's personal feelings, and the credibility was low, but in those days, I was thinking hard about my father's birthday gift, tossing and turning, so I simply thought about it, it is better to "borrow" this sword and give it to my father.

That night the moonlight was wonderful, I broke away with the fart worm, and slipped into the Qingmo Pavilion compound with my three-legged cat light skill, and the footsteps of the landing were too late to steady, and a group of people quickly surrounded her with torches, including her, a woman with white hair and white skin, a woman in purple clothes, and a paper fan painted with ink in her hand swaying.

"I don't know if Your Excellency is disturbing the Mansion in the middle of the night, do you have any advice?" Her smile made me a little creepy, and I boldly said what I meant, "My son has taken a fancy to your crape myrtle sword, quickly take it out and lend it to me." ”

"Presumptuous, the thief is ashamed!" Her maid stepped forward fiercely, and I began to miss Koharu, who served me to wash my face every day.

Hearing my intentions, she laughed, took the sword pinned to the waist of the maid beside her, and threw it at me, "Then, if you use this sword to win the paper fan in my hand, don't lend it to you, but give it to you." ”

This kind of bold gambling was not discouraged by anyone, I really didn't put my dignified white prince in my eyes, my teeth itched, I drew my sword, the cold light was cold, there was no legendary purple qi, but everyone in front of me, except for her, all knelt on the ground.

Seeing the mystery, I took my sword back, waited for them to stand up, pulled it out again, played twice, and touched my nose happily under their murderous gaze, and said, "Okay, let's get started." ”

When he raised his eyes, he met her with meaningful eyes.

Then the purple clothes flashed, and before I could draw my sword, the paper fan paused in my throat, and a little more force on her wrist would kill me in an instant.

"You know, there is no such thing as the fastest sword in this world, because the fastest is often the next one. For it, what kind of talent gives it what kind of power, and for you, it is now just a piece of scrap metal. Her voice was ethereal in my ears, and a few strands of long, untied hair fluttered on my face.

The sword in my hand fell to the ground, and the maid hurriedly picked it up, she withdrew the paper fan, shook it, and asked me, "I'm curious, how can you avoid the patrols and run into the yard with your indecent skills?" ”

Still immersed in the faint fragrance on the tip of my nose just now, when I heard her question, I replied casually: "As long as there is money in this world, there is nothing that cannot be done." “

When the words came out, I quickly covered my mouth, and promised not to leak this matter when I bought those people, and sure enough, her eyes changed, and her tone was a little colder, "You taught me a truth." ”

She looked at me a few times, my outfit today should not be bad, the purple color that matches her, this dress is the tribute material in the palace, she thought slightly, the paper fan was closed, turned around and said: "Hire a sedan chair to send him back to the White Palace, be sure to be huge." ”

Her order directly caused me to be beaten by my father in the middle of the night for the first time in my life, and after my father beat me, he also sent an apology and thank you gift to Qingmo Pavilion, and the money was deducted from my monthly salary.

If this revenge is not avenged, it will threaten my manly spirit, but she is quite scheming, and my martial arts are not as good as hers.

In order to chase her tracks, I climbed over the wall to avoid dogs, danced and disguised makeup, and spent a lot of money to hire thugs to block her way in the alleys at night, staging a heroic scene to save beauty, although in the end it was a bit different from what I expected.

Seeing her single-handedly beat those people, I felt sorry for my money, and those fools said that their martial arts were first-class, and asked me to increase the price again and again, and I rubbed my chest vigorously, and it was so painful that my heart ached.

She helped me up, brushed the dust off my clothes, and sighed, "Seeing that you are not afraid of strong enemies tonight, it means that I misunderstood you before, let's say, what is the purpose of you following me all the time?" “