Although these prizes are rich, of course Sun Qingqing can't look at them.

She paced slowly nearby, and it was at this moment that the sound of two people talking attracted Sun Qingqing's attention.

"Have you heard? This time, the Qingfeng Sect's treasure, the Qing Feng Sword, is about to be born! Someone said this with a loud voice.

The words immediately attracted the attention of two or three people.

Two or three people gathered around the man, listening curiously.

Sun Qingqing also stopped.

She leaned against the wall with her hands on her chest, seemingly surveying her surroundings, but listening intently to the conversations of the people.

"Qing Fengjian?" Someone couldn't help but exclaim: "Are you talking about the Qing Fengjian that has disappeared for twenty years?" ”

"Exactly." The man triumphantly spread the first-hand news that he thought he had, and began to tell people who didn't know about Qing Fengjian's wonderful deeds.

"It's quite a year, but the White Sect Master of the Qingfeng Sect is invincible with this Qingfeng Sword, killing countless people, and it is almost this sword that has pushed the Qingfeng Sect to the highest position, who doesn't know this sword?"

Among them, many people have heard of the legend of Qing Fengjian, but they still listen to it with relish at this time.

There was a hint of eagerness in their eyes.

It is the ardent and persistent pursuit of a sword, a treasure.

And Sun Qingqing had never heard of this treasure at all.

Now that I've listened to it for a while, I understand.

The Qingfeng Sword is a treasure that has been widely spread twenty years ago, and it is extremely powerful.

Sun Qingqing's eyes flashed coldly, and she walked forward slowly, lowering her head, and a little thoughtfulness passed under her eyes.

She seemed to have heard of the name Qing Fengjian.

Sun Qingqing always felt that this name was a little familiar.

But what she can be sure of is that since anyone on the side of the road can tell the news that Qing Fengjian is about to be born, then this news must have spread farther.

I don't know how many people came to participate in this martial arts conference, but they actually came for this sword.

Sun Qingqing thought slowly.

However, it was at this point that she figured it out.

Suddenly, Sun Qingqing said to Bei Yingling, who was standing next to her and had not spoken: "I want to sign up for the martial arts conference." ”

"You?" Bei Mingling was a little surprised, and did not hide his emotions: "If you go to participate, I'm afraid it's a little dangerous." ”

Since you dare to come to the martial arts conference, you have two brushes.

One of these people is brought out casually, and it is estimated that they are all more powerful than Sun Qingqing.

Sun Qingqing is self-aware, but she just wants to participate.

And she didn't show any fear at all, her eyes were full of eagerness: "I know, but I still want to participate." ”

Bei Mingling looked at her face and suddenly laughed: "Okay, I originally came to participate in the martial arts conference." ”

Sun Qingqing was slightly surprised.

But when I think about it, it makes sense.

Generally, the bigwigs of this sect like to participate in this kind of conference to prove their strength and status, and Bei Yingling is estimated to have been invited over.

That's why he brought her to Windy City.

Now that the North Styx has unmasked, it stands to reason that they can now stay at the inn.

But......

Sun Qingqing looked at the sea of people in front of him, was silent for a while, and then looked up at him slightly: "Why don't we still live outside the city?" ”

"Okay." Bei Ming Ling responded briskly.

The two of them had the same idea, and they hurried out of the city together.

There should be no extra rooms in the Windy City now, and besides, there are many people in the Windy City, so it is safer to be outside the city.

But who knows, the two had just arrived outside the city when they heard an extremely discordant voice.

The woman's voice was unusually sharp, with a little brutality: "I don't care, since you have destroyed Miss Ben's sword, you will lose money!" ”

"Or, you pay for a better sword, so I'll let you go!"

"No way, we didn't break this sword of yours, it's clear that it was broken before!" Another crisp voice rang out.

This should be the voice of a teenager.

It just so happened that there were a lot of people around the direction where the voice came out, and Sun Qingqing couldn't help but be a little curious and leaned over to watch the excitement.

But at this moment, the woman seemed to be stimulated, and her voice rose a degree again, and suddenly shouted: "You still dare to speak!" Let Miss Ben teach you a lesson! ”

As she spoke, she flung the whip and slammed it to the ground with a loud noise.

Only then did Sun Qingqing see the scene in front of him clearly.

I saw that the beaters and the women who spoke should be the women in red standing in the center.

The woman in red held a whip in her hand, and without saying anything, she pulled it down again: "Do you want to pay for it?!" ”

The young man fell to the ground, clenched his teeth in pain, and said nothing.

His lips were white, and his face was twisted together.

It was clear that the teenager was in pain now.

As soon as the woman in red saw that he didn't speak, she sneered and said, "Okay, don't speak, right?" Then I'll kill you today! ”

The next moment, the nimble snaketail whip in her hand fell again.

The woman in red directly slapped the boy at least three or four times.

She didn't show any mercy to her three or four times, and because of these whips, the young man now had several wounds on his body that had opened his flesh.

He rolled on the ground in pain.

But the woman in red didn't mean to stop yet.

Sun Qingqing watched from the sidelines, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

Regardless of whether the boy really broke the so-called sword, even if he had broken it, he should not suffer such a punishment.

Moreover, if we continue to fight like this, human lives will be lost.

Sun Qingqing stood up.

When the woman in red was about to fall with the next whip, she picked up the sword that was still on the ground and said in a deep voice: "This girl, you can stop." ”

"Who are you? Why should Miss Ben stop? The woman in red was full of anger between her eyebrows and eyes, and then snorted coldly and said directly: "Miss Ben is going to kill him today!" ”

"Because your so-called sword is not worth a human life at all."

With that, Sun Qingqing put the sword on his knee.

As soon as she exerted her strength, the sword was broken in two again.

When the onlookers saw this scene, they couldn't help but talk to each other and start to discuss.

This is really a bit unkind.

The woman in red noticed the discussion around her, and immediately felt extremely uncomfortable, and finally her face changed several times, and then she whipped the young man who was already curled up on the ground.

"Miss Ben beats people, what are you, can you manage it!"

However, in the next second, her whip did not fall.

Bei Mingling appeared in the crowd at some point, and directly caught the whip of the woman in red with his bare hands.

He held the other end of the whip in one hand, and the woman in red could no longer move.

The woman in red couldn't help but wonder a little.

She wanted to see who was so blind.

But who knew that as soon as she raised her eyes, she saw a face that was dissatisfied with the scar, and with Bei Yingling's cold temperament, it was like a Shura who had crawled out of hell.

"Ahh Ugly! ”

The woman in red was taken aback, and immediately shouted loudly.

In the next second, Bei Mingling's temperament completely faded because of this sentence.

His eyes lowered slightly, revealing an extremely penetrating smile: "What did you say?" ”

The woman in red sensed the chill rising from her back.

But she still didn't want to let go of her dignity, so she raised her head slightly and said disdainfully: "Miss Ben said that you are ugly, why don't you say it...... Yes! ”

Before the woman in red finished speaking, she saw that Bei Yingling's figure was extremely fast, and she reached behind the woman in red like a ghost.

Hardly anyone could see his movements clearly.

But by the time he reacted, an extremely crisp sound of a broken wrist had already sounded in the field.

Bei Yingling actually directly dislocated the wrist of the woman in red.

The woman in red screamed loudly in pain, her face extremely pale.

And Bei Yingling didn't have any concept of pity and pity for the jade at all, and said coldly: "You can't beat people anymore." ”

Both arms were dislocated, and the woman in red could no longer use the whip.

And the onlookers around couldn't help but sigh.

It was at this moment that Bei Ying Ling glanced coldly at where they were standing.

This glance contained a deep warning.

Suddenly, these onlookers didn't dare to look at it anymore or say more, so they had to leave quickly.

And the woman in red wanted to say something more.

Bei Yingling repeated the old trick again, dislocating the woman in red's jaw.

Suddenly, the woman in red couldn't say anything, and she couldn't beat anyone anymore.

Not long after, because her wrist and jaw hurt too much, the woman in red fell into a coma in pain.

And the boy is a little more relaxed now.

He got up, knelt down and bowed to the two of them: "Thank you to this gentleman, thank you to this lady." ”

Sun Qingqing and Bei Mingling glanced at each other, but they didn't say anything more and left here.

This incident was just a small episode for the two of them.

The two of them found a quiet and quiet place in the grove to rest.

Bei Mingling leaned against the big tree with a rare idleness, and raised his eyes and glanced at Sun Qingqing: "You participated in the martial arts conference, do you want to take the Qingfeng Sword?" ”

"Hmm." Sun Qingqing was silent for a while and agreed, but then she was a little puzzled: "How do you know?" ”

"This time I came to participate in the martial arts conference, and it is estimated that many people are here for it."

Bei Ying Ling explained succinctly, and then added: "Your previous reaction, it's not difficult to guess. ”

Sun Qingqing suddenly smiled, as if it was too.

She thought about it, the person in front of her, as the master of the door of life and death, should know a little more about this kind of thing.

Sun Qingqing suddenly came to his senses.

She sat up and looked at Bei Yingling cross-legged: "Then do you know where Qing Fengjian is?" ”

"At the Lord of Windy City." Bei Mingling said simply, his tone was light and not fluctuating, "This martial arts conference is also hosted by him. ”

Sun Qingqing was immediately a little curious about this Wind City City Lord.

If the City Lord of Windy City is incapable, he should not be able to hold a martial arts conference.

Sun Qingqing made no secret of his interest.

Seeing that she was interested, Bei Yingling saw a slight smile in his eyes, and said, "The City Lord of Wind City is a good man, and his prestige in the rivers and lakes is also very high, and many people have received his favors. ”

Sun Qingqing nodded thoughtfully.

Therefore, there will be so many people attending this martial arts conference, and there is also part of the credit of the city lord of Windy City.

"But." Bei Yingling's words changed sharply, and he mentioned another person: "The city lord of Wind City has a daughter, who is very rude and willful, and has also caused a lot of trouble in the rivers and lakes. ”

"Then these things will definitely be over in the end." Sun Qingqing said without thinking about it.

Bei Mingling glanced at her with appreciation in his eyes: "Yes." Those people will choose to tolerate it most of the time for the sake of the face of the City Lord of Windy City. ”

This is the simple situation in the Windy City.

And now, the Windy City is already a mixed bag.

Sun Qingqing touched her chin thoughtfully, and her mind was swirling around how to get the Qingfeng Sword.

It seems that you can start with the daughter of the city lord.

Ordinary rude people are irritable, but they can take advantage of it a little when the time comes.

Sun Qingqing thought so, and felt that it was not enough, and wanted to get more detailed clues: "Then why did the City Lord of Wind City hold this martial arts conference?" ”

Bei Yingling smiled: "Tomorrow, you will know." ”