The atmosphere, from the moment the two sides met, there was an extremely strong smell of gunpowder, for Li Xuan or Murong Fu, Li Qingluo obviously has a very deep prejudice, why is this, it is already difficult to study, if you go back to the bottom, I am afraid it is still the disdain for the unrealistic dream of the Murong family, the two sides disagreed from the beginning, and finally after the death of the previous generation, it accelerated the deterioration, if it were not for Wang Yuyan to maneuver around, another heart was completely pinned on Murong Fu, I'm afraid that this last bit of nominal blood relationship will be cut off by Li Qingluo without hesitation.

Li Xuan's gaze swept over the few people beside Li Qingluo one by one, and quickly corresponded to the famous places in his mind, and finally his gaze fell on the two old men standing beside Li Qingluo, and said with a smile: "Uncle won't just let us stand here and talk all the time, right?" ”

"Humph!" Without waiting for Li Qingluo to answer, the scholar with the sword sneered when he heard this: "Murong Fu, you relied on your own force to forcibly break into my Mantuo Villa, Mrs. can't bear to be harsh when she thinks of blood and family affection, but you don't want to gain an inch, don't think that if you get a reputation for Nan Murong, you will really be invincible in the world?" If you want to enter the village, first ask me about the drizzle sword in my hand. ”

Li Xuan raised his eyebrows and looked at Li Qingluo, although the smell of gunpowder was extremely strong before, Li Qingluo was even more with a gun and a stick in his words, but he didn't have Cheng Dù who thought about the blade, after all, the two families are next to each other, and there is a love of incense, but now this scholar with a negative sword is a word that directly wants to tear his face.

Li Qingluo glanced at the sword scholar dissatisfied, turned her head to look at Li Xuan, and said coldly: "The drizzle boy is now living in my villa, and he is doing his best for my Mantuo Villa, and his words can be regarded as the attitude of Mantuo Villa." ”

These words can already be regarded as a clear drive away, if you retreat at this time. Then Nan Murong's reputation may be ruined.

Ah Bi quietly came to Li Xuan's side at this time, and said in a low voice: "Master Gongzi, this life-killing scholar is known as the first sword in the south of the sky, and he is the first person in Jiangnan to proclaim his swordsmanship, but he has been pressed by the prestige of Master Gongzi, and he has taken the initiative to come to Yanziwu several times before to challenge you by name. But they all caught up with the absence of the son, and returned depressed, this time openly confronting the son, I am afraid it will be difficult to be good. ”

Although Azhu Abi is not proficient in martial arts, the information sent by the secret hall on weekdays is seen by the two women, and she is no stranger to some famous rivers and lakes.

Li Xuan knew it in his heart when he heard this, no wonder this drizzle boy had been-for-tat with him from the beginning, Li Xuan was still a little strange, and now Ah Biyi reminded him. I remembered it, but in Murong Fu's memory, there was such a thing.

"Aozakura." Li Xuan's eyes gradually cooled, looked at the scholar with a provocative face in front of him, and said suddenly.

"Childe." Wu Qingying stepped forward when she heard this, but her eyes looked coldly at the negative sword scholar.

"Cutting off his arm, but also letting people know, is not a role. They are all qualified to show off in front of me! There was a sense of indifference in Li Xuan's voice, since he had accepted Murong Fu's identity and reputation. Some of the burdens that belonged to Murong Fu would naturally be picked up by him.

"Yes." Wu Qingying nodded, stepped forward, looked at the negative sword scholar in front of her with indifferent eyes, and said indifferently: "Let's make a move." ”

"Murong Fu, what does this mean?" The drizzle boy looked at the pretty maid with the knife in front of him, and a look of shame and anger flashed in his eyes. This kind of behavior is undoubtedly a great humiliation for him.

"What does Childe mean, you are not worthy of my son-in-law's action." Wu Qingying slowly opened the knife box on her back and took out the Dragon Slayer Treasure Knife from it. The huge blade of the knife is held in the hand, and people can't help but worry that such a slender and slender body may be crushed by the huge blade at any time, and it is really hard to imagine how the other party can bear to let such a beautiful woman carry such a heavy sword all day long.

Behind Li Qingluo, the eyes of an old man with Huafa who had been slightly closed suddenly opened, and he looked at the dragon slaying knife held in his hand by Wu Qingying with some amazement, and couldn't help but praise: "Good knife, it's a pity that ......" At the end, he shook his head, as if he felt sorry for such a treasure knife being held by a young girl, which was tantamount to a pearl covered with dust.

"Too much deception!" Compared with others, the drizzle boy of the party obviously did not have the mood to appreciate the other party's blade, his figure suddenly jumped high from the ground, the sleeves of his robe waved, and the soft sword behind his back had fallen into his hand, turning into a drizzle, fluttering and sprinkling, instantly enveloping Li Xuan's body within three feet, this drizzle silent sword is his famous master, defeated the Jiangnan sword master, once it was used, many people around couldn't help but applaud.

Li Xuan stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the sword shadow in the sky and not moving, he didn't even blink his eyes, as if he was scared stupid, but he was all from the martial arts here, so he naturally knew Nan Murong's name, and he wouldn't really think that Li Xuan couldn't even block the sword of the deadly scholar, so calm, there was only one explanation, and the other party didn't put this so-called deadly scholar in his eyes at all.

Just when everyone was staring and watching, ready to see how Li Xuan cracked this move, a flower suddenly appeared in front of them, and a slender figure suddenly appeared in front of Li Xuan, the dragon slaying knife drew an arc in the air, and slashed into the sword shadow in the sky, the huge blade with a sharp roar that tore through the air, and many people around who lacked strength only felt a dull feeling in their hearts, and they actually had a feeling of being unable to breathe.

"Huh~" The two figures moved when they heard the wind, and instantly crossed in front of the pale Li Qingluo, looking at the sword-wielding girl under the shadow of the sword in the sky with a solemn face.

"Snort~"

As if cutting tofu with a sharp blade, the shadow of the sword in the sky suddenly dispersed, accompanied by a scream, the figure of the deadly scholar fell back, and everyone looked at it, and was horrified to find that the invincible life-killing scholar, a sword across the south of the Yangtze River from the invincible drizzle boy, actually at this moment, a shoulder was cut off by Qi Gen, leaving only a severed arm on the ground, and the hand was still tightly holding the hilt of the sword, the blood stained a large area of the ground in an instant, and the miserable wail of the life-killing scholar who rolled on the ground in pain, Many masters around looked at Wu Qingying's eyes, with a hint of fear.

"Good knives!" The old man with the flowered hair who was in front of Li Qingluo looked at the treasure knife in Wu Qingying's hand with burning eyes, and sighed again.

The previous battle, others may not be able to see clearly, but he saw it very really, the girl's knife skills in front of him are indeed good, but at best, they are only at the same level as the deadly scholar, and the reason why one arm was removed with a knife is more because of the treasure knife in the other party's hand. While cutting off the drizzle sword, he also cut off the opponent's hand holding the sword.

"A sword in Jiangnan, a scholar kills?" Li Xuan read this sentence lightly, and finally shook his head, and didn't say anything more, maybe he was a good sword player. But if you want to say that you are alone in Jiangnan, Li Xuan doesn't believe a word.

"Murong Fu, what do you mean?" Li Qingluo's face was pale, although she was a little annoyed by the self-assertion of the deadly scholar, but after all, she was the one she recruited, and one of Li Xuan's maids was born here and lost an arm, although the life-killing scholar was just a martial artist in her eyes, but after all, it was her own family, if this matter was settled. What is the face of Mantuo Villa?

"The rivers and lakes, the rivers and lakes, among the rivers and lakes, I don't know how many people want to borrow my Murong Fu to become famous, but since you have made a move, you must be prepared to bear the consequences, uncle, I know that you have a bad heart for me. But it is about the reputation of my Murong family, so I can only ask my aunt for forgiveness. Li Xuan looked at Li Qingluo. As he spoke, a momentum that belonged to him spontaneously appeared, and everyone around him couldn't help but have an urge to bow down.

Li Qingluo looked at Li Xuan with a little shock, this nephew who seemed to her to have been dreaming unrealistic dreams was the first time to release such momentum, that feeling. It seems to be a king who rules the world, and everyone around him, including Li Qingluo himself, is just a humble subject prostrate at his feet on the side of the road.

"Let's not mention this matter for the time being, you come to Mantuo Villa. What is going on? Qiang took a breath to herself, Li Qingluo changed the topic, which can be regarded as a disguised admission of defeat, continuing to be under Li Xuan's momentum, she doesn't know if she can survive to the end, this feeling undoubtedly makes her very annoyed.

"No other." Li Xuan retracted his momentum, and said to Li Qingluo with a sincere gaze: "My cousin has already reached Yan this year, and my nephew has not married yet, besides, my cousin and I have been childhood sweethearts since childhood, and we are in love. ”

"Cousin!" Surprised with an unbelievable voice sounded in the crowd, Li Xuan couldn't help but look at it, when he saw the person who came, Rao couldn't help but feel a sense of surprise in his current state of mind.

A face that is five or six points similar to Li Qingluo, without Li Qingluo's anger, but has a kind of innocent romance that belongs to a girl, with a smile, the camellia all over the mountain seems to have lost its color at this moment, as if the whole heaven and earth, at this moment only the dignified and slightly childish, stunning, beautiful and refined face, like a hollow valley orchid, blooming in the silent world.

"Yu Yan, long time no see." Looking at the disgusting and happy face in front of him, Li Xuan suddenly had an urge to take him into his arms and take care of it, this impulse was something that he had never felt in Zhou Zhiruo's body at the beginning.

"Cousin, you...... What you just said...... But it's all true? Wang Yuyan has a beautiful heart, a long time ago, she has been in love with Murong Fu, but unfortunately, Murong Fu has always been buried in the great cause of recovering the country, although there is also friendship, but she has never confessed, and she has been gloomy countless times, and now, suddenly hearing the news that her cousin came to propose marriage, Wang Yuyan almost couldn't believe her ears, and her eyes fell on Li Xuan's body stupidly.

"Nature is true." Li Xuan smiled gently and sighed: "A lot of things have happened in this outing, and I have figured out a lot, cousin, are you willing to be my wife?" ”

Wang Yuyan was very willing, and was about to nod, but was interrupted by a cold voice: "No! ”

Li Qingluo looked at Wang Yuyan with a pale face, the development of things was obviously beyond her expectations, and she shouted with some annoyance: "Yuyan, don't let me go back yet!" ”

"But, mother!" Wang Yuyan pleaded and looked at Li Qingluo.

"Youcao, don't send Miss back soon!" Li Qingluo's face sank, and she looked at the maid beside Wang Yuyan and said sharply.

Li Xuan's face was slightly cold, his footsteps moved, and suddenly a figure appeared in front of him, and an old man with gorgeous hair who was guarding Li Qingluo before had already stopped in front of him, and said with a smile: "Murong Gongzi, stay." ”

Looking at the old man in front of him who exuded a fierce sword aura, Li Xuan took a deep breath and suddenly said loudly: "Yu Yan go back for the time being, what I said, I have never broken my word, within three months, I will let my aunt agree to marry you!" Go home and wait. ”

"Hmm." Wang Yuyan's delicate body trembled, her eyes flashed with surprise and inexplicable tears, she reluctantly glanced at Li Xuan, accompanied by the maid, and the figure gradually disappeared. (To be continued......)