I wish Xiao Xiao Zhou and Xiao Moustache in the group a happy birthday and scatter flowers

~~~~~

Guo Xiang spit out his fragrant tongue and muttered, "It's good if Daddy isn't angry." ”

She figured out the temperament of Guo Jing and Huang Rong, all the big things depend on Guo Jing, the trivial things are all in Huang Rong, Huang Rong is angry, that is a small crime and a small responsibility, if Guo Jing is angry, it is extremely bad.

Yun Shu held the junior etiquette to Chu Xianliu, saluted respectfully, looked left and right, and said with a smile: "Today, I saw the old man of the third uncle. ”

Chu Xianliu snorted coldly and said: "That little girl in my family is extroverted, she has a husband's family, she forgets her mother's family, she turns her elbow outward, and sells her whereabouts to you, don't come to be a lobbyist, Tianxiang Villa is alone, and will never participate in the affairs of the family and country." ”

Yun Shu's face was solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "Third uncle, this is wrong, I am not a lobbyist for anyone, but for the thousands of people in the world to invite the third uncle out of the mountain." Today's situation in the Great Song Dynasty is critical, years of war, only the people suffered, your martial arts are world-famous, as long as you go out of the mountain, what are those Tartars, they must be able to turn the tide and help the building to fall. ”

Su Liu saw his literary appearance, his words were calm and quiet, but he also had a little bit of Zhang Yi Su Qin's style, and couldn't help nodding and smiling.

Chu Xianliu nodded expressionlessly, but pointed at Su Liudao: "No matter what you say, I won't go out of the mountain, the Southern Song Dynasty is terminally ill at this time, there is no way to save it, and I can't change anything if I go." ”

"This is the grandmaster of the Tianshan Great Snow Sect, and his martial arts are at the peak, which is enough to be dominant, you might as well persuade him."

Yunshu let out a long sigh. Without further ado, he arched his hand at Su Liu, and said, "Your Excellency said that you are the best master in the world." Guo Daxia should be counted as one of them, the family teacher is the first sword in the world, so naturally he is also one, and the rest of the masters are my third uncle as the most. ”

Monk Jiuru smiled and said: "After all, the little baby is still shallow, Guo Daxia should be regarded as a generation master, and your master is also a character." But when the world was all over the place, your little doll was still wearing open crotch pants, and now you don't care about it? ”

These words hit the nail on the head. The thorny Yunshu blushed.

"Nonsense, nonsense."

Zhou Botong also heard the boss's firelight, he was very playful, and looked at Yunshu with a polite manner. But it's serious. Then he had the idea of playing, and shook it casually, and the chicken fart in his hand was dripping with oil and water~ The stock flew to Yun Shu's body, and the old naughty boy's shot must have been before people expected, Yun Shu's body moved, and he turned around with his feet, becoming a ninety-nine return to the yuan, and instantly flashed and spun back a few feet. It's just that although he sees the opportunity quickly, his footwork is also wonderful. The snow-white clothes still had a few splashes of oil.

Seeing that Yun Shu was a little angry, Chu Xianliu said lightly: "As the young marshal of the Great Song Feiyu Army, your temper has also increased a lot, you have obtained the magic of the two swordsmanship, but you can't be called invincible, who is this senior, do you know?" ”

Chu Xianliu seems to suppress Yun Shu, but in fact, he treats him as a relative, and he has a lot of intentions to defend him, and this time he wakes him up, it will not make him suffer inexplicably.

Yun Shu straightened his clothes and asked lightly: "Yun Mou is shallow, I don't know who this senior is?" ”

Su Liu said lightly: "In the past, after Huashan discussed the sword, there were five unique in the Central Plains and were known in the world, Chongyang Zhenren was striding forward, invincible in the world, and established the Tao Quanzhen, this one is the junior brother of Chongyang Zhenren, and also the ancestor of the Quanzhen Sect. The other is the current Zen Buddhism, the same grandmaster. ”

Jiuru laughed and said: "You kid will pour ecstasy soup, Tianshan heavy snow, with you alone, this sect is the first-class sect in this world." The willow warbler said in this sentence has a clear idea, the stars in her eyes are rising, her eyebrows are like the moon, she slaps the table and drinks, and says with a smile: "What the monk said is reasonable." ”

Yun Shu looked at Liu Yingying's stunning beauty, and there were two beauties sitting beside Su Liu, who was slightly startled, did not dare to slack off, and said hello politely, just sat down on Chu Xianliu's side, but his heart was uncertain, he has been taught by a famous teacher since he was a child, and he is also a genius in sword practice, talking about martial arts, he is already the head of the younger generation, only a little worse than Yang Guo, the young marshal of the Red Flame Army, but now in this small restaurant, there are actually three or four grandmaster-level figures in the world, all of whom are called to look up to him, how not to make people feel bored.

Chu Xianliu said: "Boy, your name is Tianchi Monster, I'm afraid it's made up randomly, what is your name." ”

Su Liu smiled and said: "In the next order, the surname is Su, the name is left, and the fragrance is left." ”

Yun Shu was shocked, Huo Ran stood up, and said, "But Mr. Su who assassinated the Mongolian emperor?" ”

Su Liu's assassination of Kowotai was a proper hatred to the peak in Mengyuan, but on the side of the Southern Song Dynasty, it was a friendly prestige and proper reverence.

Su Liu nodded lightly, and didn't say much, Guo Jing was upright, although he didn't agree with this kind of behavior, but he also knew that Su Liu's move did drag on the civil strife in Mongolia, but it bought a lot of time for the Southern Song Dynasty.

Chu Xianliu nodded and said: "Good boy, it turned out to be you, it was you who broke through the Tiangang Beidou Array of the Quanzhen Sect in the past, it's amazing, it's not in vain to argue with you today." ”

The old naughty boy was stunned, clapped his hands and laughed, and said: "It turned out to be your kid, that's not strange, those teachers and nephews are not very successful, but they are not as good as this apprentice nephew." Li Zhichang's face darkened, this will be another shot by the seventh son of Quanzhen, Su Liu stroked his palms and smiled: "Since you meet, it can be regarded as fate, but you have to try the edge of the second sword in the world." ”

Lei Xing's face is like gold paper, and his mouth is wriggling, but he can't insert it into his mouth at all, like a transparent person.

He didn't move, the helpers of Lei Jiabao who brought him looked at each other, no one dared to move lightly, these people in front of him were all the identities of a sect master, they talked and laughed freely with each other, and their demeanor was extraordinary.

Yun Shu got up first and said, "The master has something, and the disciple obeys it." This time, let me teach Brother Su's swordsmanship. ”

Chu Xianliu scolded with a smile; "You are the heir of the old and poor, what kind of disciple are you, nonsense."

Yun Shu said in a deep voice: "Since it is Wan'er's third uncle, it is also my Yunshu's third uncle, not to mention, the martial arts of the younger generation also benefit greatly from Tianxiang Villa." ”

Chu Xianliu was silent, but Guo Xiang said: "Young Marshal Yun, if you do it with Uncle Su, I'm afraid you won't hurt the harmony." ”

She only thought in her heart: Uncle Su's martial arts are comparable to her father, and Young Marshal Yun is beyond reach, if she accidentally hurts him, it will be embarrassing.

Yun Shu glanced at Su Liu, although he had done such a big thing, but he was about the same age as himself, but he was just a little older, so he smiled indifferently and said: "I have only heard of Brother Su's name, and I have admired it for a long time. ”

Yunshu really has the wind of an ancient gentleman, these three or three steps up, walk six or six days of Gang, and then turn eight or eight Fu Xi steps, the body suddenly turns, and it is a step of ninety-nine return to the yuan, for a while, this restaurant is full of Yunshu's figures, or the sword crosses the eyebrows, or the sword stabs straight, or the sword whispers, lifelike,

The thousands of sword shadows around him converged as one, and a sword was cold, and it instantly rushed to Su Liu's big ~ acupoint.

Jiuru groaned slightly: "Just look at this sword, Yun Xiaozi is the same as the old poor sour, he is a genius in the world, and he has not seen one in a hundred years. ”

Chu Xianliu chuckled lightly and said, "This kid's talent is indeed superior, at this time, the magic of my Tianxiang Villa's swordsmanship has not yet been exhausted, and let's see how Su Xiaozi responds." ”

Faced with the sword shadow of the unprovoked flower, Su Liu sat on the stool, unmoved, his sleeves flew through, his hands were like gold and iron, and the sound of tinkling and dingding was endless, and he took the sword shadow in the air one by one, at this time, he also had a little more understanding of Yun Shu's martial arts in his heart, it was nothing more than to take a quick word, he was a battlefield general, the commander of the army, and the purpose of the swordsmanship used was to kill the enemy quickly. If you are in the middle of the battlefield at this time, this ninety-nine return to the yuan step shuttle and this shocking shadow of the incense sword is enough to kill and injure more than a dozen people, which is very tight.

The old naughty boy was lying on the beam, but he was disappointed, and said: "It's useless, and the cloud boy can't do it." ”

Before he said this, Yun Shu's face was a little surprised, he only thought that although Su Liu was tall, he still couldn't help himself when he asked Chu Xianliu for a sword, until he took his sword lightly, he knew that Su Liu was completely qualified to say such a thing.

Because Su Liu's counterattack came faster than he imagined, saying that he was trying the sword with him, but a sword did not come out, and after waving his sleeves and retreating his sword, he smashed a wine jar with his hand, and the five beauties overflowed, and he pressed the palm of his hand, and the wine actually formed a layer of thin ice at a speed visible to the flesh ~ the eye, pinched his fingers into a knife, gently outlined, the internal force entered and exited, yin and yang converged, and on the smooth palm, a layer of hoarfrost and ice and snow was condensed, and a two-foot-long ice and snow sword was miraculously formed.

"Binghe Xuangong!"

This hand is magical, Liu Yingying's beautiful eyes widened, looking at the ice sword in Su Liu's hand incredibly, no one knows better than her the rarity of this hand ice sword, she thought to herself that although she can also carry the Binghe Xuangong to freeze a pot of wine into ice, but she will never be able to control the internal strength in such a subtle way.

Yun Shu just took a long sword and failed, still retreated, his feet did not hit the ground, the true qi could not be raised, and the cold sword qi swept to the left side of his cheek in an instant, this sword fluttered across the air, but the imagery was myriad, Yun Shu seemed to be in a huge storm that suddenly rolled up.

Laugh at!

This sky full of ice and snow sword qi made everyone around couldn't help but shudder, Yun Shu ninety-nine return to the yuan step unfolded, and before the steps were decided, there was a mysterious sweep, falling a few zhang away, but the cheek was cut for this ice sword.

(To be continued.) )