Chapter 17: Husband, That's the Way!

The voice was cold and profound, Shangguan Long's body was shocked, his face showed a little respectful look, and he said slightly:

"Yes!"

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"Interesting, the Yin Kui Sect is also there..."

Su Liu's eyes were glowing with cold light, and he shot towards his attic, and the person hiding in the shadows also seemed to have a sense of it, and he immediately restrained his breath, but it was Shangguan Long of the Luoyang Gang who stuck his head out of the pavilion, showed some fierceness on his face, and glared at Su Liu fiercely, and everything finally returned to silence.

"You... Is it the white-robed dragon king? ā€

Su Liu's eyes wandered in the Manqing Courtyard, and he didn't look back, but a silver bell came from behind him, and it seemed to be a crisp sound.

The woman was clearly still downstairs, and the people left by Shen Luoyan immediately took a step forward, blocking the stairs in the direction of the woman who spoke loudly.

In fact, with Su Liu's martial arts, why do you need any close guards?

It's just a big dragon head in the dignified Wagangzhai, and the few errands around him are not very decent, and a few lean men haven't spoken yet, Su Liu said, "Let her come up." ā€

"Yes!"

These men didn't say much, bowed down and made a gesture of please, and sent the woman upstairs directly.

"I'm Song Yuzhi."

After a burst of light footsteps, the girl at the top of the stairs said her name generously, which attracted Su Liu's slight sideways, but she could see that her skin was snow-white and revealing a healthy pink, her temperament was noble and elegant, her legs were long and her waist was thin, two inches taller than Shen Luoyan, and her bright eyes and teeth were still visible between her words, and there was a faint fragrance in it.

Datang is worthy of being a group of people, and all the conditions of this woman are combined, compared with Shen Luoyan, they are also indistinguishable.

Not to mention her appearance and temperament, it is Song Yuzhi's "Song" character, Su Liu will not take it lightly, but he can't figure out in his heart whether Song Yuzhi is here today is the meaning of Song Que, or Song Yuzhi's own thoughts.

"Yu Zhijiu has been in Lingnan for a long time, and he has heard of the prestige of the dragon head recently, and he only came to see it secretly today, and he is really a rare hero.

Song Yuzhi asked lightly, she had slender feet and a graceful figure, walked slowly to Su Liu's side, tilted her head slightly, and vaguely saw that she was half a head lower than Su Liu, but her voice was gentle and her demeanor was very moderate, worthy of being a lady cultivated by a giant valve.

After Su Liu's eyes swept politely, he said gently: "It turned out to be Miss Yuzhi, and I have also heard of Miss Yuzhi's name as a heroine for a long time, and Miss Yuzhi's knife skills are really outstanding." ā€

He just glanced at it lightly, and the corner of his eye stopped at the right hand of Song Yuzhi's slender hand, the tiger's mouth had some long-lived cocoons on the originally slender and beautiful hand, but it did not damage the beauty at all, but added a bit of heroism and tenacity that ordinary women did not have.

At least a good hand who has been immersed in the knife for decades has this cocoon.

Seeing the slight and knowing, Su Liu only saw the general details of Song Yuzhi's martial arts from this glance, and his sword skills were good.

Song Yuzhi shrank his hand slightly, stuck out his tongue playfully, a strange light flashed in his beautiful eyes, and said softly: "The dragon head is such a young grandmaster, no wonder even Pushan Gong is not an opponent, Yuzhi is here today, and he is also stopping by to see Sister Luoyan, where is she now?" ā€

Song Yuzhi is undoubtedly a woman with a lively personality and a wide range of contacts, Shen Luoyan is commensurate with her sister, and even Li Xiuning of Taiyuan Li Valve has a lot of friendship with her, not to mention the second child of the Li family, who secretly has some unspeakable feelings for Song Yuzhi.

Su Liu's eyes were deep, he looked at her, and said lightly: "Luo Yan went out to do something, if Yuzhi has anything important, I should tell you on my behalf." ā€

Song Yuzhi frowned slightly, under the all-pervasive gaze of the white-robed Dragon King, he actually had a feeling of being completely watched by Su Liu.

This wonderful feeling on the spiritual level is unmatched by no one among the younger generation, and she can't help but compare Suliu with her father's invincible image.

"Do you know that the Dragon King has a deep and condensed bearing, which reminds me of my father, and my father must be pleased that such a young hero has been born in the Central Plains."

Song Yuzhi's expression was a little generous, which made Su Liu can't help but think of Song Yuzhi's marriage contract with Li Mi's pit father's son Li Tianfan, from this point of view, Su Liu still underestimated the energy of Pushan Gong Li Mi, the death of such a Central Plains tycoon, it can be said that it has affected the changes in the chess game of the whole world.

"The Lord of the Heavenly Sword Song is indeed the first swordsman in the world in the eyes of Su Mou, and Su also likes to use knives, I only hope that today we can discuss the length of the knife with each other."

Su Liu's eyes swept away, everyone in this fashion show still hasn't shown up, these people may not be completely waiting for everyone's ecstasy, their eyes are frequently cast in the direction of Su Liu and Qu Ao, tonight's battle between the white-robed Dragon King and Tiele Flying Eagle is even more touching.

"The white-robed Dragon King... He turned out to be a good hand with a knife, but I don't know how he swordsmanship..."

Song Yuzhi listened to the news, her heart was really shaken, but she was also a woman with a clear mind, looking at the gloomy light in the eyes of Qu Ao and Wang Bo and others in the attic on the west side, she said in a low voice: "If Dad knows that there is such a peerless swordsman in the world, he will definitely be overjoyed, but the Dragon King should also be careful now, this Tiele Flying Eagle Qu Ao Grandmaster is famous for his flaws and will be repaid, the Dragon King's words have offended him, and he will not be able to give up today." In addition to him, he and the Dugu Valve and the Luoyang Gang may be unfavorable to the leader. ā€

"It's okay, Su has his own plans."

Su Liu smiled faintly, indescribably calm and calm.

The strong dragon does not suppress the head snake, Su Liu naturally knows that his strong rise will touch the interests of some big valves, but in the troubled times, how can there be so much truth to talk about, if you are not convinced, you will use your fist to smash the other party to convince you, this is the king.

If even a Qu Ao has to avoid its edge, let alone challenge the three great grandmasters and sit on the throne of the first person in the world!

Song Yuzhi stood on Su Liu's side, feeling all kinds of eyes from everyone, Su Liu only regarded her as an ordinary friend of the opposite sex, and had no other ideas, which undoubtedly made her feel very gentle and interesting, and just as she was going to stay a little longer, she suddenly found that Song Zhizheng, the silver-haired ground sword Song Zhizheng was blowing his beard and glaring at her, and immediately spit out his fragrant tongue, apologized softly, and went away.

"This girl is really an interesting person... Now Kou Zhong, I don't know if I have met her......"

Su Liuwei stood still, he remembered that the Manqing Courtyard in the original book was also a key point in the growth of Shuanglong, it was here that these two Xiaoqiang and another Xiaoqiang in the original book were in the limelight and captured Shangguan Long, the shadow son of the Yin Kui faction, which caused an uproar.

However, looking around here, I have never seen the figure of Ba Fenghan, and Su Liu, relying on the benefits of the prophet, does not take this third small strong in his eyes very much.

Night is gradually falling, looking out from the heavy building, Luoyang City has been brightly lit, Luoyang at this time has not been affected by the soldiers, it is the ancient capital of several dynasties, gathered not many family valves, it is said that prosperity is indeed the first in the world, and the Manqing Courtyard is also a bright light, and the silver glow of the bright moon hanging high in the sky contrasts with each other.

Shang Xiufang didn't know what had happened, but still hadn't arrived, there was a faint restlessness in the attics, these people were all big people who had a foothold on one side, how could they have been let go of pigeons like this, or were they released by a famous prostitute, and what was even more strange was that these people had not complained at all.

In the Manqing Courtyard, some beautiful women walked out, slender waists, and began to perform on stage to warm up, and the wine and food were also sent into the wings of various heavy buildings, but after all, the singing and music of these red-card girls were not as good as Shang Xiufang's and everyone's, and the response was only mediocre, but the atmosphere that was still a little silent became warm again.

Laughter, pushing cups and changing lamps, all kinds of strange noises mixed together, very lively.

Also at this moment.

The original calm situation was completely shattered.

Murder spreads from the shadows.

The people wearing the clothes of the subordinates began to sneak into the heavy building where Su Liu was located in batches, with only one purpose, the pavilion where the white-robed dragon king was.

"Shangguan Long, Shangguan Long, you have been waiting with the people behind you for so long, and finally you can't wait?"

A slight cold smile appeared at the corner of Su Liu's mouth, and he looked at the Luoyang giant Shangguan Long with interest and solemnly touched it with an iron battle, and the old man dressed in a different race also swept over with a cold face, and there was a ghostly figure in the dark, quietly sneaking over the eaves between the heavy buildings.

Downstairs, there was already a sound of swearing, and soon it turned into a shouting of killing.

The Luoyang Gang is in Luoyang City, and its power is second only to the two behemoths in front, and it suddenly launched an attack at this time, which is not trivial.

The name of the white-robed dragon king's new grandmaster, Megatron Heluo, has an unlimited future prospect, and no one will touch his head at this time.

But Shangguan Long still did it, and even attracted the forces in the Luoyang Gang to intercept and kill Su Liu in the Manqing Courtyard, of course, this could not be his own idea, because fame is not like this, and Shangguan Long himself is also a chess piece.

The Yin Kui faction promoted behind Shangguan Long is the key to this matter.

In the heavy pavilion on the Jianghuai side, Du Fuwei put his wide robe together and sneered: "With this trick, how can this Shangguan Long be on the stage?" ā€

Kou Zhong watched the Luoyang Gang move lightly, turning into a ruthless killer, heading towards Wagang, and couldn't help but hold the long knife in his hand, even Xu Ziling was breathing a little fast, and frowned: "What a sinister Shangguan Long, I don't see that the Dragon King didn't bring many people, but don't fall victim to this guy's plot!" ā€

In the final analysis, Ssangyong is just two hairy boys with a warm pillow, and he never knows how to write the word trouble, but Du Fuwei seems to sense the murderous aura rising from the heavy buildings, and said movingly: "Calm down, and look at it!" ā€

"Tonight, the Luoyang Gang... I'm going to be delisted..."

Bang Bang Bang!

A crisp burst of applause sounded from the direction of Su Liuzhonglou, and it was Su Liu's applause.

He seemed to be applauding Shangguan Long's self-righteous surprise killing, and also gave a very constructive suggestion: You might as well send more people!

Shangguan Long was at the top of the stairs, and when he heard this, his face turned pale, and he said coldly: "Kill.. Kill them all!"

Bang!

Before the words fell, the vanguard who rushed ahead rolled down the staircase first, and he was about to scold angrily, but he only saw countless strange noises on the upstairs floor.

Suddenly I looked up and saw a majestic spectacle.

It was as if there were countless faintly invisible indifferent sword rays descending from the sky, piercing the floor with thousands of holes.

These sword qi are formless and substantial, as if there are hundreds of clever swordsmen on the heavy floor gathered together to send out, the momentum is extremely fast, and there is no room for reaction at all, Shangguan Long is also a master who has been famous for many years, and he intuitively felt that the cold hairs behind his back stood up, and shouted: "Quickly retreat!" ā€

I couldn't care about anything, and my body hurriedly retreated backwards, but the good hands in the Luoyang Gang didn't have such a body, and the assassination masters in the heavy building were all blasted by the sword qi, penetrating the skull, and one by one they were fixed there, and the swords in their hands fell to the ground together, choking with a sound.

Before they died, these masters still maintained the posture of looking from the bottom up, only to see countless hollow lights cast on the floor.

"Dragon King, the enemy is overwhelming, and I don't know how many good hands there are in the light and in the dark, so it's better to retreat for the time being."

The leader of Wagang's secret hand buried in Luoyang looked at the situation and frowned.

"Go on your own, there's nothing to do with you tonight."

Su Liu waved his hand, signaling the secret hand of Wagangzhai to retreat, not allowing his beak to be ignored, but his qi machine locked Qu Ao and the demon shadow that was hiding downstairs in Leng Li.

As for Shangguan Long, who was scolding endlessly downstairs, he was not in his eyes at all.

This earth-shattering blow just now, I don't know how many people were alarmed, and the Manqing Academy listened to the pavilion and the heavy building, all of them poked their heads out to watch the situation, and even worse, they didn't know that the wine spilled their clothes.

Shangguan Long's temptation and risky blow, but it turned out to attract Su Liu's violent counterattack, and the faces were torn on both sides, how did those red-card girls experience such a battle, they had already screamed and fled in all directions, and a few embroidered shoes were scattered on the ground in a panic.

Du Fuwei's face was solemn, and he stood up involuntarily, standing with his sleeves folded and standing against the railing.

Kou Zhongtou poked out desperately, his eyes widened, and from his angle, he happened to look at the white-robed Dragon King's heavy building, and the dozens of masters were all like sculptures, without moving, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh, and shouted strangely: "Xiaoling, you pinch me." ā€

Xu Ziling glanced at it, and also secretly stammered, and said, "What's wrong with Zhong Shao?"

Kou Zhong stared intently at the re-fall of the tile gang where only the remaining building was intact, and Su Liuzheng stood with his hands in the wind, with the potential to look down on the world.

made him feel a kind of pride in his heart, and couldn't help but say: "Pinch me quickly, I suspect that I have hit a ghost and am dreaming." ā€

"Do you know it's true now?"

Xu Ziling pinched Kou Zhong angrily, and with a little strength in his hand, Kou Zhong bared his teeth in pain.

Du Fuwei sneered: "Stinky boy, what the hell is it to hit, I don't know what kind of dragon king's powerful means, it's strange, which sect is the heir, I have never heard of such a strong sword in the rivers and lakes recently!" ā€

"It's amazing..."

Kou Zhong nodded, and finally stopped smiling, but his face was solemn, and he muttered, "Husband, that's right!" (To be continued.) )