Chapter Seventy-Three: The Floor is Tall and Slightly Lan
"What?" Zi Su was shocked, "Impossible, my father-in-law left Nandu, he won't fail to tell me, you must be lying." β
"You don't believe me?" Xu Tianqi smiled evilly, "You can go to the Nandu Garrison Mansion in the Imperial City to take a look, and see if Gonggong Jin is still there?" As he spoke, he walked around her and shrugged his nose, "It's so fragrant!" is worthy of being the first beauty in Nandu, and even the fragrance on her body is so different," the corner of his mouth hooked, "If Gonggong Jin is Gao Sheng, he will naturally be the first to notify you of the happy event, since he left quietly, it means that this trip is more auspicious, and telling you is just to increase worry." β
"What do you want?" The frost on the face of the perilla jade strongly suppressed the fluctuations in the heart.
"It's very simple," Xu Tianqi rolled his eyes around with his hands behind his back, "Originally, I only wanted to take the two of them," his eyes shifted from Shiyin and Su'er to her, "Now I want to take one more, I don't know what Mrs. Shisu thinks?" β
Shisu's pupils contracted suddenly, her delicate body trembled slightly, and she didn't speak.
"What are you waiting for?" Xu Tianqi sneered, "Waiting for your man to save you?" Glancing around, "Where is he?" Will he come? Even if he comes, will he dare to come out? Don't be delusional, you go back with Ben Gongzi, and Ben Gongzi will prove to you that I am more worthy of you than him. β
"Shut up-" With a snap, Zi Su slapped Xu Tianqi in the face fiercely, "I don't allow you to insult my man, even if he is not here, he is a thousand times stronger than you, ten thousand times." You poor worm who only relies on the shadow of your ancestors to bully people. β
"You-" Xu Tianqi covered his face that had been beaten by her, stared at her viciously with wide open eyes, the muscles on his face became distorted, and suddenly he smiled sadly: "Beauty, you want to provoke me?" I don't want to be angry," yelled, "someone ββ, take them back." β
Several big men answered and stepped forward, and one of the big men was about to grab Shiso's arm. With a "snort", a stone hit the big man's shoulder, and the big man's arm was numb and suffocated. "Bang" a stone hit his temple again, and the big man fell to the ground with a "bang" and fainted. "Bang" is another stone that accurately hits the eyebrows of a big man, and the big man falls down on his back to the sky. Frightened, the others hurriedly retreated.
"Who-" Xu Tianqi shouted when he saw this, "Who is going against this son?" Come out to Ben Gongzi. β
"Snort-" A stone flew towards Xu Tianqi like a meteor with its strength, and when it was about to hit him, a whisk of dust blocked in front of him, rolled the stone around the area, and bounced it back with the strength of the stone.
"Huh-" Another pebble flew out, smashing the bouncing stone to pieces with a snap.
A Taoist priest wearing a pure yang scarf and a sea blue gossip robe stood in front of Xu Tianqi with a whisk in his hand. The Taoist priest had three locks of long beard, his eyes were like electricity, and he had the demeanor of a fairy wind in his gestures. I saw him look ahead, and said loudly: "Fellow Daoist, you have revealed your figure, please come out." β
A handsome young man in a short gray cloth dress walked out separately.
"Husband-" Shisu Ruyu's face flushed with joy, and she ran forward with a coquettish cry, hugging him tightly despite everyone's eyes.
"Madam, so many people are watching!" Yang Muyun swept around, looking at everyone's stunned gazes, his face was hot.
"I don't care, you have no conscience, why did you come out now, people have been thinking about you, but you don't worry about people at all." Shiso hugged his neck tightly, and opened his mouth, revealing two rows of snow-white braided shells, and bit down hard......
"Ouch, it hurts-" Yang Muyun's mouth shook, the muscles on his face trembled, and he didn't dare to scream. "Madam, you ...... lightly" patted her spine jade back.
"Cough-" The Taoist priest shook off the dust and coughed lightly, "Is the two of you affectionate enough?" β
Only then did Zi Su let go of Yang Muyun, and his watery eyes were sparkling.
"Xu Tianqi, I haven't seen you for so long, you still haven't grown at all, it seems that the lesson I gave you last time was not deep enough!" Yang Muyun took a step forward and mocked.
"Yang Muyun, don't think that you are afraid of you because you are the son of Jinyi Weiben," Xu Tianqi glanced at the Taoist priest beside him, and said boldly, "Do you know who this person is next to me?" He is the Daoist of the Cave Xuzi from Wudang Mountain, and you are not enough to send it with your little effort. β
"Oh?" Yang Muyun smiled slightly, "I said, how did you become so bold?" It turns out that I found someone to help the fist. His eyes fell on the Daoist of the Cave Xuzi, and he arched his hand and said, "Dao Chief, please, there is something to ask Dao Chief." β
"What's the matter?" Dong Xuzi said.
"May I ask the chief, cling to the powerful and robbing the people's daughters, is this also the purpose of the patriarch of your faction, Mitoyo Daochang?"
"A good mouth," Dong Xuzi's face was unwavering, and his eyes were full of essence, "The affairs of this faction, it is not your turn to be blamed by an outsider." "Shake the dust," Don't talk nonsense, this Taoist chief thinks that you are young, let you make three moves first, and you let the horse come over!" β
"The Taoist is the senior, there is no reason for the younger generation to do it first, or you invite first." Yang Muyun said in his mouth, but he didn't dare to be careless, and his figure had secretly opened his posture.
"Okay, then don't regret it!" Dong Xuzi no longer shirked, his body moved, and he moved in front of Yang Muyun in an instant, and as soon as the dust was raised, thousands of filaments rolled towards Yang Muyun's face.
"This Taoist priest is so fast." Yang Muyun was startled, and his figure retreated sharply. Before he could stand firmly, the wind was blowing, and a filament was wrapped around his shoulder. Yang Muyun's body twisted, his shoulders shrunk, and after all, he was still a step slower, and was swept up by a pinch of filament on his left arm.
"Sting-" The sound was like a crack, and the sleeves were actually scraped open by a small handful of filaments, and Yang Muyun only felt a hot pain in his left arm. Hurriedly jumped away.
"Husband-" Seeing Yang Muyun in distress, Shiso couldn't help but lose his face.
"Madame, get out of the way." Yang Muyun's face became more and more solemn, and his heart sank, this Taoist priest is so strong in his internal kung fu.
"Boy, you better show off your blades," Dong Xuzi said in a deep voice, "Otherwise, you won't be able to do anything with your bare hands." β
A cold light flashed, Yang Muyun had already drawn his knife in his hand, jumped over, and a cold arc of light with a dazzling cold light slashed in front of Dong Xuzi like a meteor.
"Good time!" Dong Xuzi sneered slightly, swept the dust, and thousands of filaments rolled over as if they had eyes.
Yang Muyun intuitively felt that the knife was slashed on the cotton, and he couldn't find the slightest place to be forced. The strength was suffocated, and a huge sticky force rolled the blade to the side like a whirlwind, almost coming out of his hand. As soon as he took a breath, thousands of filaments turned into thousands of silver needles and pierced his throat.
Yang Muyun's heart was shocked, and he flipped upside down in the air, and he was able to dodge this blow. Before he could stand on his toes, the filaments of dust had rolled up to his neck like a nimble snake. He hurriedly ducked, the dust swept his hair bun, thousands of black silks were raised, and the cyan silk scarf that bound his hair flew into the air and slowly fell like a fallen leaf.
After only a few faces, Yang Muyun was already disheveled and embarrassed. Yang Muyun unfolded his body and walked quickly, who knew that the Taoist priest's body was not slower than himself, and he was always close to him, not slow.
"Husband, watch your back." Shisu hurriedly reminded him.
A strong wind hit Yang Muyun's vest, Yang Muyun twisted his body and waved his palm to block it, "Bang-" After intersecting with the palm slapped by Dong Xuzi, Yang Muyun's body turned rapidly and floated far away. He turned and jumped onto a table and flew into the air, apparently trying to escape.
"Want to go?" Dong Xuzi smiled coldly, stepped forward, and threw out the dust, and the filament wrapped around Yang Muyun's right foot and ankle like a spider web.
"Come down!" Dong Xuzi exerted nine layers of force in his hand, and pulled it back hard, trying to throw him directly to the ground. But seeing that his body was twisted, the arm holding the knife was slashed, and a dazzling light hair circle hissed and the wind covered his head, and the hole was shocked, knowing that this was a very powerful killing move, he quickly withdrew to the dust, and the strength was wide open, and the filaments turned into silver needles in the sky to meet him.
There was a loud sound, and the aperture and the silver needles were twisted together as if they had exploded, breaking thousands of silver needles alive. Only a bare dust handle was left in the dust in Dong Xuzi's hand, and the hall was full of flying silver filaments. The power of the aperture was undiminished, turning into a trace of light and flying towards the center of Dong Xuzi's eyebrows.
Dong Xuzi couldn't avoid it, the five fingers of his left hand were stretched, and he grabbed the light mark, and at the same time, his right hand was palmed, and the virtual painting was slapped out silently.
"Poof-huh-" After a sound of a sword entering the flesh, followed by a muffled sound of "Peng", a figure flew out.
Dong Xuzi's left palm was pierced by Yang Muyun's embroidered spring knife, and his right palm also struck Yang Muyun's chest with the strength of his inner family, knocking him away.
As soon as Yang Muyunfu landed, his mouth opened, and a mouthful of blood arrows spurted out.
"Husband-" "Master-" Shisu and Su'er rushed forward one after another, supporting his body.
Dong Xuzi slowly pulled the embroidered spring knife from his left palm and threw it on the ground, then his right hand tore a strip of cloth from the placket of his clothes, bandaging the bloodied left hand. At this time, a fly smelled blood and flew to his wound, Dong Xuzi frowned, flicked his fingers, and dropped the fly to the ground, stepped on it, and trampled it to death.
"It's been ten yearsβ" Dong Xuzi said slowly, "It's been ten years since I've fought with people without being injured. He squinted and took a step forward, and slowly pulled out the long sword with his back with his right hand, and the green light flashed, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Yang Muyun.
"Dao Chief, my husband has been injured, please let him go." Shisu stood up and pleaded with Dong Xuzi.
Dong Xuzi did not speak with a blue face, holding a long sword and still approaching step by step. Zi Su turned his gaze to Xu Tianqi, "Young Master Xu, please let my husband go, I'll go with you now." β
"Dao Chiefβ" Xu Tianqi stopped him with a wave as soon as he opened his mouth.
"Master Xu, you don't care about your affairs, and you don't interfere in my affairs." Dong Xuzi said coldly.
"He is one of the hundred households of Jinyiwei, a dignified court official." Xu Tianqi reminded him.
"Who said I'm going to kill him?" There was a hint of resentment in Dong Xuzi's eyes, "I just want to abolish him." As he spoke, he raised his sword and pointed it at Yang Muyun's wrist.
"Ding-" A stone struck the blade of the sword, swinging the long sword in Dong Xuzi's hand away.
"Ka'er-" A chuckle came, attracting everyone's attention, and on the railing on the second floor of the lobby sat a young man in Tsing Yi, his back against a wooden post, one leg swinging in the air.
"You still want to abolish him?" The young man in Tsing Yi turned his face around, revealing an incomparably handsome face. As soon as he stood up, his agile figure fell from the second floor gently and skillfully, with a graceful posture, and he didn't make a sound at all.
Yang Muyun's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and he muttered, "It's him, how could it be him?" β
"Master, do you know this son?" Su'er asked strangely beside him.
He ...... He ......" Yang Muyun's chest rose and fell violently, and he coughed again and again.
The young man in Tsing Yi came to a foot in front of Dong Xuzi with his hands on his back, and a pair of watery eyes looked him up and down. The corners of his mouth hooked a crescent moon: "Do you believe that I will abolish you first?" β
"Qiang-" Dong Xuzi's long sword let out a long groan, "What a big breath," a hint of fierceness flashed in Dong Xuzi's eyes, "I want to see if your bones are as hard as your mouth." β
The young man in Tsing Yi spread his hands and smiled slightly, "If my son doesn't make a move, he will also make you fall, do you believe it or not?" β
Dong Xuzi stopped talking, stepped on the middle palace, shook his wrist, and the sword in his hand conjured up a sword shadow in the sky like a stormy wave and swept away towards the young man in Tsing Yi. The figure of the young man in Tsing Yi is like a smart fluttering flotsy, flashing and moving in the shadow of the sword like stormy waves, always avoiding it in dangerous situations.
As soon as Dong Xuzi's sword technique changed, Sen Leng's sword drew a huge circle of light to seal the young man in Tsing Yi, and just when the young man was at a loss, the circle of light condensed into a point of light and attacked his chest.
Just when people thought that the long sword in Dong Xuzi's hand was about to pierce the chest of the young man in Tsing Yi, and then came out of his chest. The sword flickered, and the tip of the sword stopped a minute from his chest.
When people looked at Dong Xuzi again, they saw that his face was blue and white, and his eyebrows and beard were shaking incessantly, as if he had suddenly developed some illness.
"Dao Chief, what's wrong with you?" Xu Tianqi asked strangely.
Dong Xuzi didn't answer, and the long sword in his hand fell to the ground with a "dang long". He sat cross-legged on the floor, pinched a palm in both hands, and began to breathe.
"I said that if I don't make a move, I will let you fall." A strange smile appeared on the face of the young man in Tsing Yi. As he spoke, he turned around and walked quickly to Yang Muyun's side, blinking a pair of big smart eyes and asking with concern, "How are you?" Is the injury serious? β
"You...... Are you ......" Yang Muyun couldn't get up in one breath, and was choked again.