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Masters have never been seen everywhere, and it is even more rare to see a master who can impress the middle of the division, Qingling kindly reminded that person not to drink poisonous river water by mistake, but his kindness was not reciprocated, and he was planted in the river and drank a few sips of water by himself.

That master moved in an instant under the noses of all the masters, and the speed was simply staggering. Peerless masters often don't appear out of thin air, and since this person is here, he may have a purpose.

Shizhong pushed Qing Ling's back, and Qing Ling walked ashore with understanding, looking at the strange man as he walked. After washing his face in the river, the man shook the droplets of water with both hands, slowly stood up, and turned his head to look at it.

He is thin and dressed ordinary, combing his hair in the style of a Han man, with a three-inch long green hair, and his facial features are bright and three-dimensional, more like a person from the Western Regions. Although he looks a little vicissitudes, he can't hide the arrogance in his bones, Qing Ling can't see how old he is, but it is certain that this is at least the level of an uncle, and he is still a dashing uncle with a good demeanor. The gray robe was extremely simple, and it felt a little fairy and arrogant on him.

This person's first impression of Qing Ling was not bad, but it couldn't erase his bad behavior just now, Qing Ling's eyes widened, his cheeks puffed out, and he said indignantly: "I don't know the hearts of good people, and I bully the small with the big, it's hateful."

"Qingling girl, let's go" Chang Hui can't be angry now, there is no need to fight, he also knows that this person's skills are far above him, and before he knows the origin of the other party, he must not underestimate the enemy.

Shi Zhong and Chang Hui were urging her to go, and Qing Ling also realized that the person was a threat, and she was not afraid in her heart, but the evil spirit had not yet been released, her feet kept walking back, and her mouth was chattering: "What, heroes in the rivers and lakes don't take such bullies."

"Girl, please stay" Uncle Shuai spoke, raised his feet and walked towards Qingling, Shizhong and Chang Hui hurriedly stepped forward and blocked Qingling behind him.

Liu Ye was also surprised when he saw this, and pushed Tu Qitang: "Let's go, let's go over and see, if he wants to do anything to Qingling?"

"No" Tu Qitang narrowed his eyes slightly, and said categorically, "The other party has no murderous aura, don't worry, Master Shi and General Chang are here, if he wants to do something to Qingling, he has to pass their level first." Besides, with me, you don't have to worry about anything. ”

Tu Qitang couldn't say a few serious words, and then he became numb again, while the two were talking, Weng Guimi had already walked over, he could see that the person in front of him was by no means an ordinary person, but he couldn't guess whether he was friend or foe.

Chang Hui promised the medicine gourd to take good care of Qingling, and seeing that this person was eyeing Qingling, he stepped forward, which meant sacrificing his life for righteousness.

"Hey, who are you, you chase other girls, don't you want to do it, don't look at how old you are, don't you feel ashamed, if I were you, I would jump into the river directly, who do you think you are?"

Chang Hui chattered endlessly, as if this was the only way to overcome timidity, he raised his head and looked at Uncle Shuai condescendingly, watching him continue to move forward, his heart was both anxious and angry: "Hey, hey, why don't you stop, for your old sake, don't blame me for not reminding you, take a step further, I'm going to be unwelcome."

Uncle Shuai turned a deaf ear, looked at Qing Ling with interest, looked at it carefully and carefully, and didn't even bother to leave a trace of afterglow to Chang Hui. Chang Hui was anxious, pulled out his long sword and pointed at Uncle Shuai, and roared angrily: "Old man, look at the sword"

The division wanted to stop it, it was too late, Chang Hui swung his sword down, pointing at the back of the opponent's neck, Chang Hui's sword has always been known for being fast and accurate, he doesn't draw his sword, and if he pulls it, he will see blood. The cold light swept by, as fast as lightning, and when everyone was worried about Uncle Shuai, the sword shadow suddenly froze in mid-air, and the division looked at it, and it turned out that the blade was caught by Uncle Shuai's two fingers.

The two fingers are good, and it is precisely like this Shizhong opened his mouth slightly, although it was not to the point of jaw-dropping, but he was really frightened. This uncle doesn't look like an ordinary person, but he won't be able to block Chang Hui's sword with two fingers, what a terrifying skill this is, I'm afraid I've never seen it before.

Chang Hui's hand holding the sword was trembling, thinking that he had been on the battlefield for many years and had never suffered this kind of humiliation, and it would be good if he showed mercy to his subordinates, but he had at least used eight successes. And this uncle actually easily blocked his sword, still with two fingers, looking at his calm appearance, it can be seen that he did not use all his strength at all.

Uncle Shuai was finally willing to look at him squarely, the kind of indifference that ignored everything, destroying the opponent invisibly, with a flick of two fingers, Chang Hui suddenly felt his wrist numb, staggered back a few steps before stopping, staring at the back of his head in disbelief.

Uncle Shuai had already turned his head, still looking at Qing Ling with great interest, Chang Hui had suffered a loss, and Shizhong would not rashly attack him, but he could not hand over Qing Ling to him obediently.

Shi Zhong smiled and politely bowed his hand: "Senior, this girl has no intention of offending you, can you please raise your noble hand?"

This is not a tone of discussion, but a clear statement, if Uncle Shuai doesn't know each other, even if he can't fight, he will take action.

Uncle Shuai stopped, looked at Shi Zhong with admiration, and nodded: "Fortunately, there is a person who knows how to speak." Miss Qingling, that's what you call her."

The teacher was a little surprised, and said frankly: "Yes, this is Qingling girl. ”

"Oh, then I heard you right." Uncle Shuai stroked his beard, smiled and looked at Qingling again, like a strange uncle Li who is in love and childish, "Qingling, Qingling, this name is good"

Qing Ling's hair stood on end when he saw it, bit his lip, and said sharply: "Who are you, is my name called by you casually?"

Uncle Shuai looked up and laughed disappreciatively, and asked with a pleasant face: "Qingling, are you the Qingling of Chigu City, is your grandfather the old immortal crooked gourd?"

"Crooked, crooked gourd" Qing Ling vaguely remembered this title, his grandfather was a little hunchback when he was old, and he was limp when he walked, as if someone had called him that, but Qing Ling couldn't remember who that person was. She blinked and looked at it, but she still couldn't remember if she had seen this handsome uncle before.

"Who are you, who are you who are you to come with me, don't pretend to be a ghost here" Qing Ling did not admit or deny it, there are many enemies in the medicine gourd, in case this guy is looking for revenge, will she still have her life to escape

Uncle Shuai didn't care about her rudeness at all, and smiled even more heartily: "Can't be wrong, can't be wrong, look at your bad temper, it's exactly the same as your grandfather." Qingling, we've seen it, why, I don't remember me, I also drank the wine you brewed, you can make wine at a young age, it's amazing"

Qing Ling was even more puzzled, she had seen a lot of strange people come to her grandfather, but this uncle, she really couldn't remember, and she didn't have any impression at all.

"Well, it seems that I really don't remember." Uncle Shuai shook his head regretfully, and stepped forward to touch Qingling's head, "It's no wonder, crooked gourd baby you are very good, it is rare to be lucky enough to drink the wine you brewed, how can he be willing to let you greet me It's just a one-sided relationship, I have to blame you, I think at the beginning, you were so tall."

As he spoke, Uncle Shuai gestured, about to the waist, seeing him lower his head and smile, Qing Ling suddenly remembered something, and the blurred image in his memory gradually overlapped with Uncle Shuai.

"You, you are" Qing Ling's face turned pale, and he took a few steps back in a panic, only to feel that his mouth was dry, "You are"

Shizhong noticed the abnormality, looked at Uncle Shuai vigilantly, protected Qingling and retreated, Qingling looked at Uncle Shuai, and then looked at Shizhong, and he couldn't say anything in his heart.

He's not a snake, he's not a monster, he's not a monster, he's my grandfather's worst enemy in life

"Don't ask the sky, the people in the rivers and lakes call it a poisonous scorpion."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked, and Shizhong was really dumbfounded now, he had inquired about the whereabouts of the poisonous scorpion everywhere, and even fell into the trap of Wei Lu because of this. The "poisonous scorpion" that makes people smell and change color, the "poisonous scorpion" that kills countless people with poison and is invisible, the opponent "poisonous scorpion" that the medicine gourd always remembers, and the "poisonous scorpion" that comes and goes without a trace

Chang Hui was stunned in place, since he was a poisonous scorpion, it was natural to lose to him, the medicinal gourd martial arts were world-famous, and even he was not sure that he could defeat the poisonous scorpion, what else did others not be convinced. When Liu Ye was poisoned, he and Shizhong searched the sky in order to find the poisonous scorpion, but they didn't expect this person to appear like this. I heard that he poisoned countless people, and it was poisonous from head to toe, and I thought it would be a monster with a terrible description, but I didn't expect it to have a good skin.

"Poisonous Scorpion" Tu Qitang whispered his name, remembering some distant past, Liu Ye looked at him, expected what he knew, and whispered, "Do you know this person?"

"Yes, who doesn't know poisonous scorpions." Tu Qitang clasped his hands in front of his chest, and simply became a spectator, "Princess, don't think about it so much, it's in vain to think about it, no one here is his opponent." The people who are targeted by him can only accept their fate. However, he is not interested in our lives. ”

Liu Ye disagreed: "Since he is such a dangerous person, how do you know if he will hurt us." ”

Tu Qitang smiled slightly: "How can a killer be as verbose as him, you see, he still has the leisure to have a relationship with the Qingling girl."

"The poisonous scorpion and the medicine gourd are not only rivals, they should also be friends." Weng Guimi interjected coldly, wanting to comfort Liu Ye, but for fear of arousing Tu Qitang's suspicion, he said vaguely, "If it is a sworn enemy, how can they be interested in drinking, let alone remember the granddaughter of the medicine gourd." ”

"Even if they are opponents, they appreciate each other." Tu Qitang glared at Weng Guimi without a trace, thinking that he was too talkative, "The princess is just too nervous, how could she not hear it." ”

Weng Guimi stopped talking, remembering that the medicine gourd had said that he had not yet distinguished himself from the poisonous scorpion, and they had agreed to have a competition in the future. The sudden appearance of the poisonous scorpion has anything to do with the medicine gourd

Qing Ling naturally knew how terrible the poisonous scorpion was, and the medicine gourd thought very highly of itself, and ordinary opponents would not take it in their eyes at all. Over the years, I have only thought about him, even if I die with him, this life is not in vain. So, will his appearance alarm grandfather is that their ultimate showdown is about to begin

"No, you're not a poisonous scorpion" Qing Ling remembered some important clues and exposed him in public, "The poisonous scorpion is an old man, he is no more than two years younger than my grandfather, but what about you, you are clearly a middle-aged man." ”

Mo Wentian smiled from ear to ear: "It's still the granddaughter of the crooked gourd who knows how to make people happy, well, I like children who can say good things, haha"

Qing Ling's face flushed with anger: "Whoever coaxed you to be happy, I have to ask you, what is the purpose of pretending to be a poisonous scorpion, don't think that after drinking a few sips of poisonous water, I will believe you." He also drank poisonous water, and he was also fine, could he also be a poisonous scorpion?"

Qing Ling pointed at Tu Qitang, who subconsciously shrank his head and said, "What are you doing with me, this girl." ”

Mo Wentian looked in the direction pointed by Qing Ling, his deep eyes mixed with indescribable feelings, shock, stunned, joyful, sad, and painful

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