Behind him, the eight gates of the sword array were running, and there was not the slightest vision, and only Wang Anfeng and the cold woman thirty steps away were left in this place.

Murong Qingxue accepted this gift from him, waited for Wang Anfeng to straighten up, and said:

"This time I went down the mountain, Yu'er still wants you to worry more."

Among the three disciples of Qingfeng Jie, Gong Yu has the highest martial arts, and Gong Yu has the best appearance, but if she walks in the red dust rivers and lakes, she is the most worried, Wang Anfeng has somewhat understood in the past two days, and nodded:

"The seniors can rest assured, and the younger generations are duty-bound."

Murong Qingxue bowed, and then quieted down, Wang Anfeng had to stand in front with his hands down, and after standing for a while, Murong Qingxue raised his hand and gently ejected the sheathed long sword in his hand, and it did not fall to the ground, but gently hung in front of Wang Anfeng, rotating slightly.

Wang Anfeng was slightly stunned.

Murong Qingxue looked at him and said quietly:

"The sword behind your back, there's no way to use it easily?"

"This sword gives you self-defense."

Wang Anfeng was shocked in his heart, but after all, the opposite side was peerless in the world, and the wooden sword did not have a scabbard to suppress Lingyun, and it would be seen through this matter, he had already expected it when he went up the mountain, so he never lost his temper.

After thanking him, he raised his hand and grasped the hilt of the sword, holding the long sword that swirled in the air in his hand, this sword was not unusual, it was no different from an ordinary sword.

Wang Anfeng glanced at Murong Qingxue, drew his sword out of the sheath, the sword body was out of the sheath by an inch, cold as water, obviously a first-class good sword, and it would never be lonely and nameless in the rivers and lakes.

"Senior, this sword is too valuable, and the younger generation can't accept ......"

Murong Qingxue looked at him and said:

"This sword is only lent to you, please pass it on to someone else during this trip."

Wang Anfeng was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly said:

"Is it a drunken senior?"

Murong Qingxue shook her head and laughed softly:

"No, although he has learned a hundred martial arts, but he must concentrate on learning swords, his swordsmanship is only destroyed by force, there is no difference between a sword and a sword, and the realm of swordsmanship is still below you at this time."

Wang Anfeng thought for a while, put down his hands, turned to hold the sword in his right hand, and said:

"Then please tell the seniors that this sword should be handed over to the seniors?"

Murong Qingxue shook her head and said:

"I don't know."

"Seniors don't know?"

Wang Anfeng looked at the woman in front of him who looked like an immortal compared to Gong Yu.

When she said that she didn't know, her appearance and temperament were exactly the same as when Gong Yu said that he had changed into a blue shirt so he couldn't recognize it, and she was helpless for a while, and she didn't know what to say.

Murong Qingxue paused, and then said:

"If you take this sword with you on this trip, you will naturally give it to him, and your mind will naturally understand when the time comes."

"This sword has been hidden in Qingfeng for more than a hundred years, and it's time to return it to its original owner."

Wang Anfeng was still a little puzzled in his heart, but the words had come to this, so he had to put away the sword, hold it in his hand, and nodded:

"Juniors get it."

Murong Qingxue nodded and said:

"Be careful all the way."

Wang Anfeng breathed a sigh of relief, he himself didn't know why, he was under unimaginable pressure in front of this immortal-like predecessor all the time, and at this time his heart was slightly relieved, and he nodded in response:

"Then the juniors will say goodbye, and the seniors will please go back."

"Hmm."

The woman bowed her head, her eyes fell on Wang Anfeng, she patrolled once, and when he turned around, she suddenly spoke softly, saying:

"Say hello to the Taoist leader for me."

Wang Anfeng's body stiffened suddenly.

………………………………………………

Lin Qiaofu and the others followed behind Gong Yu and stepped in the sword formation.

Yu Chijie and Uncle Taijian, the old man with the sword, walked cautiously in this sword formation, for fear of taking a wrong step, the former was because he knew that he had a few catties and taels, and he didn't dare to be presumptuous.

Although the latter is a six-rank martial artist who can be called a master on the rivers and lakes, he has seen the appearance of this large array with his own eyes, and knows that this formation is several catties bigger, so he is even more cautious.

It's just that the middle-aged martial artist who followed behind Yu Chijie, relying on himself as a sixth-grade martial artist, although there was caution on his face, he was not as cautious as Tai Shujian.

Lu Baiping was much more comfortable, like a fish in water, while Lin Qiaofu followed behind her, holding her small cloth bag tightly with one hand, and holding the hem of Lu Baiping's clothes with her right hand, her little face was already a little pale with fright.

Although she is a disciple of Qingfeng Jie, and in a sense, she is the most core and the one most liked by her elders and peers, but she is actually very similar to Fu Mo Master of Fufeng Academy, both of them are not out of the door, and they are not out of the second door.

Fu Mo has been deceived by the old master a few times, Lin Qiaofu has been staying on Wanjian Peak since he went up the mountain to read and write, reading books in the library pavilion, this mountain protection array has never been able to walk, but he knows the power of this formation very well, and has been following behind, and he was frightened.

Yu Chijie followed behind, and saw the killing machine step by step, although there was Gong Yu leading the way in front, he was still a little worried, but he looked at the little old man next to him who seemed to be much more afraid than himself, and his heart was somewhat complacent.

casually chatted with Uncle Taijian, diverging the faint lingering fear in his heart, and said:

"The old man's name is Uncle Tai?"

The old man smiled kindly and said:

"Yes, indeed, Xiao Lao'er's father and mother want me to live a more solid life, so I named it Jian."

"Uncle, this surname is quite rare."

"It's not uncommon, every family in our area has the surname this, and even the old beggar at the entrance of the village is also in the line of uncle."

"Huh? Beggars also have names? ”

"Look at what you said, son, a beggar is also a person, if you are a person, you will have a father and mother's parents, and if you have a father and mother's parents, then you will have a name, I won't tell you, the beggar's name is much better than mine."

"Oh? Speak up and listen? ”

Uncle Taijian thought about it and said with a smile:

"If Xiao Lao'er is not mistaken, he is called Uncle Yongnian."

Yu Chijie was stunned for a moment, feeling that it seemed to be a little familiar, but he didn't have an impression when he searched his intestines, so he could only say casually:

"It's a shame to give a beggar a name."

Uncle Tai waved his hand and said hesitantly:

"It's a pity, it's not a pity, this is what his father and mother thought about for so long."

"Where would it be a pity to give it to your own children?"

During the conversation, he had already walked to the last sword formation, Yu Chijie looked at Gong Yu and the others in front of him who had walked out, held down his steps, looked at Tai Shujian, who was one step behind him, and said:

"There's one thing I've been curious about for a long time."

"The old woman at the gate of Qingfeng Xie Mountain has always hated men, how can you wait there and not be kicked out by that woman?"

He thought of Tai Shujian, who had just squatted at the door of the Qingfeng Liberation Courtyard at the foot of the mountain.

The Liupinjia General who followed him opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he was a step too late and retracted his gaze helplessly.

Uncle Taijian scratched the white hair on his head and said with a smile:

"That little girl......"

"It's about looking at my old man's pitiful, right? It's really true, worthy of being a disciple of Qingfeng Jie, that is called a person with a beautiful heart, that's this! ”

He grinned, gave a thumbs up, and with a face full of honesty and sincerity, he pulled at some of the old clothes on his body with his other hand.

The corners of Yu Chijie's mouth twitched, and he thought about the old lady who always had a cold face, as if everyone owed her tens of thousands of taels of silver, and felt that he and the old guy in front of him seemed to be completely different from each other.

Take a step forward, and there is a gentle air flow blowing through your body.

The next moment, Yu Chijie's body directly lost his balance, and he was about to fall to the ground.

The family behind him had already expected it, and almost at the same time, he took a step forward, raised his hand to support Yu Chijie, and did not let this son of the family fall out of a.

Yu Chijie's heart first sighed, as if he stepped on the air in his sleep, he was covered in a cold sweat, followed by annoyance, turned around, and scolded:

"That dog thing that doesn't have eyes, litter ......"

The voice stopped abruptly, there was no clutter behind him, his face stiffened for a moment, and then he realized it in hindsight, and looked back stiffly, Gong Yu still looked flat, and he couldn't see half of his joy and anger.

But Lu Baiping next to him is not a good character who can hide his emotions well, looking at Yu Chijie's eyes full of unhappiness, a pair of bright eyes patrolling over him, as if thinking about where to start.

Yu Chijie was shocked into a cold sweat, squeezed out a dry smile on his face, and said:

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding......"

"I accidentally ...... it myself"

Lu Baiping snorted coldly and retracted her gaze, even Lin Qiaofu, who was the most soft-hearted, looked at him with a lot of complaints and dislikes.

Wei Chijie breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, knowing that the one just now was at most a slight reminder, otherwise with Gong Yu's means, where would his home be able to support.

At least you have to give yourself a lot of meat and eight vegetarian things.

By the way, old man!

Yu Chijie realized something and looked back.

The old uncle was carrying the tattered long sword, with his hands in his sleeves, looking at his nose and nose, looking at his heart, honestly looking like the old man holding the child in the township, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and finally understood why this old guy could smile so sincerely and brightly and say that kind of thing.

Enough thieves!

Yu Chijie gritted his teeth secretly, looked to find another person who could make this atmosphere less embarrassing, turned around twice, but did not find the figure of that person, and was slightly stunned:

"What about Wang Feng? Why is it gone? ”

PS: Today's second update will be presented ............