The three people in the crowd were none other than Mo Qiushui, Zhang Feng and Feng Bo of the Snow Mountain Sword Sect. Ximen Wubei was stunned for a moment, snapped, and was suddenly patted behind him, Ximen Wubei jumped, turned his head and saw that it was the maid Mei'er who came with him.

"Why are you stunned? Save people. Meier said.

"Ah, yes, save people first. Simon hurriedly ran from the side corridor to the inner hall.

At this time, Shangguan Xiaoyao had already entered the gate of the villa, holding a folding fan in his hand, and the maid next to him took a soft chair, Shangguan Xiaoyao sat on the chair and watched the fight in the courtyard indifferently.

The black-clothed people in the courtyard were attacking more urgently at this time, and everyone no longer slashed and killed indiscriminately, but as if they had planned it earlier, they divided into three arrays and surrounded Mo Qiushui, Feng Bo, and Zhang Feng respectively.

The three arrays of people look at the pace moves, each has a different move, the people who besieged Feng Bo, each with a sword, a spear and a sword, although the blade is different, but it is obvious that the internal strength is profound, the move is not hurried, the sword momentum is hurried, endless, and the feet step on the ground, leaving shallow or deep footprints.

The group of people besieging Zhang Feng were mainly swords, with wide open and closed moves, rapid offensives, and were known for their strength.

Mo Qiushui's opponent is a group of sword masters, the sword is light and agile, erratic, and the sword moves to the edge, like a group of black butterflies dancing around a green butterfly at a rapid pace, dazzling and dizzying.

"The swordsmanship of the Snow Mountain is really worthy of its name, and the little lady's trick is beautiful to see the Buddha. "A man in black.

"That's it, Mo Tianxuan, the old man, actually gave birth to such a handsome little girl, hahaha......"

Mo Qiushui's eyebrows were upside down, his teeth were clucking, and without saying a word, he urged the long sword in his hand and went straight to the two black-clothed people.

"Ouch, the little lady is angry. ”

"Be careful, the Snow Mountain Sword Technique is not a joke. ”

Everyone fought for a cup of tea, Feng Bo and Zhang Feng were all hung with colors, and in the shaking of their bodies, a trace of flowing blood was sprinkled in the air.

Mo Qiushui can still support it, after all, she is Mo Tianxuan's only daughter, and she has been personally trained by the head of the family since she was a child, and her kung fu is naturally not comparable to ordinary people. In addition, the opponent besieging her was weaker than the opponent besieging Feng Bo, so she could still deal with it.

All the people in black worked together to fight a female streamer, but they didn't expect it to be quite difficult, and suddenly a middle-aged man jumped out of the circle, aimed at Mo Qiushui and raised his right arm.

"Miss be careful. Feng Bo blocked the enemy's attacking sword, and suddenly saw the middle-aged man's actions in the afterglow of his eyes, knowing that he was going to launch a hidden weapon, he hurriedly opened his mouth to remind, but it was a pity that it was too late.

With a whoosh, a sleeve arrow emitted from the man's sleeve, and the arrow glowed with blue light, shooting directly at Mo Qiushui's left rib.

"Senior sister!" Zhang Feng exclaimed, slashing out a sword to force everyone back, and his body jumped to block this sleeve arrow for Mo Qiushui.

Shangguan Xiaoyao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw that the sleeve arrow shot five feet away from Mo Qiushui, and suddenly stopped in mid-air strangely, and then twisted into countless fragments, which were continuously concentrated and compressed into a round ball, and suddenly with a pop, the fragments turned into countless iron needles and shot out in all directions. After the sound, the black-clothed people who were originally besieging the three of them suddenly froze, and their bodies remained motionless in their attacking moves.

Bang, Zhang Feng fell to the ground, a carp stiffened, then jumped up, looked at the scene in front of him, and was stunned.

Mo Qiushui's eyes widened, and cautiously leaned in front of a man in black, and there was a small red dot in the center of the man's eyebrows, and inside the red dot, the tail of an iron needle was exposed.

Seeing that the enemy was standing still, Feng Bo carefully stabbed a person lightly with his long sword. The man fell in response. Feng Bo's eyes widened and he muttered, "Strange thing, strange thing." ”

Shangguan Xiaoyao coughed lightly, and boom, all the black-clothed people fell to the ground at the same time.

"Xiaoyao Gongzi, why are you here?" Mo Qiushui saw Shangguan Xiaoyao sitting at the door, and couldn't help but walk towards this side with joy.

The maid Mei'er and the guard Junshan walked out, and after a while, the two turned in, and in their hands there was a pale yellow handkerchief and a soft stool, and the soft stool and handkerchief were full of fragrance, as if they had been smoked with ambergris.

Mei'er put down the stool and handed the handkerchief to Shangguan Xiaoyao.

Guan Xiaoyao took the handkerchief and said to Mo Qiushui: "Wipe your sweat and rest." ”

"Thank you. Mo Qiushui smiled, took the handkerchief and gently wiped it on his face.

"It turned out to be Shangguan Gongzi, thank you for your rescue just now. Zhang Feng took a few steps forward and saluted Shangguan Yaoyao.

Shangguan Xiaoyao folded the fan and shook it lightly, and smiled slightly: "There is no need to be polite to raise your hands." ”

Feng Bo stood aside and also rushed to Shangguan Xiaoyao to give a salute, but his eyes kept staring at Shangguan Xiaoyao's folding fan in his hand, just now there were really a lot of good hands among the people in black, he was a first-class beginner level of cultivation, and he was also injured, what means did this young boy use, he killed everyone in an instant, this kind of terrifying means, not to mention Mo Zhangmen, even the top master of Shaolin Wudang could not do it.

Mo Qiushui wiped his sweat and was about to return the handkerchief to Shangguan Xiaoyao, when he suddenly saw some gray stains on his face on the handkerchief, and was about to say that he would return it to him after washing it, when suddenly a group of people came out of the inner hall.

"Dad, this is my savior. Ximen Wubei helped Ximen Zhenxing, behind him was Mrs. Chen, Ximen listened to the wind and everyone in the villa.

"This son is your savior?"

The Shangguan Xiaoyao in front of him is still dressed as a rich son, but this graceful and luxurious bearing......

Without thinking about it, Ximen Zhenxing saluted Shangguan and said: "In the owner of Ximen Villa, Ximen Zhenxing, Your Excellency saved the life of the dog...... Childe, childe Ende, Ximen Villa is grateful. "Simon Zhenxing secretly scolded Simon for being sad, why didn't he ask people's names clearly?

Shangguan smiled and said: "The owner of the village is polite, and he doesn't need to thank him for his occasional help." ”

Simon said without sorrow: "Father, this benefactor not only saved me, but also gave me an antidote to cure the poison in my mother and everyone. ”

Ximen Zhenxing was slightly stunned and said: "Gongzi's kindness to the regeneration of my villa, Ximen Zhenxing can't repay it, dare to ask Gongzi's surname?"

Shangguan Xiaoyao was about to answer, and Mo Qiushui on the side said: "This son's surname is Shangguan, and his name is Xiaoyao." Master Simon, you remember. ”

"It turned out to be a carefree son, sad child, hurry up and salute your benefactor. Simon Zhenxing said.

Mo Qiushui saw that Ximen Zhenxing had been thanking Shangguan Xiaoyao, and he was a little annoyed in his heart, if it wasn't for the three of us fighting hard just now, your Ximen family would have died a long time ago, and said loudly at the moment: "Ximen Zhuang Master, don't patronize and thank him, just now my Feng Bo and senior brother were injured, what happened to my third senior brother?"

"Ah, yes, yes, it's mine, it's mine, come on, bring Wei Shaoxia quickly. Simon Zhenxing exclaimed.

After a while, the two family members helped Wei Chen out.

"Third Senior Brother, how are you?" Mo Qiu said.

"I got a little poisoned, and now it's fine. Wei Chen replied and suddenly saw Shangguan Xiaoyao sitting next to Mo Qiushui, and he closed his mouth and stopped talking.

Shangguan was happy and said, "The matter is over here, so I will leave." ”

Ximen Zhenxing hurriedly said: "Xiaoyao Gongzi and stay, this time thanks to the help of the Snow Mountain Sword Sect and Xiaoyao Gongzi, my Ximen Villa can be reborn." Today, everyone will stay in my villa for the time being, and tomorrow I will hold a banquet to reward the two benefactors. ”

Mo Qiushui nodded: "It's pretty much the same." Then he turned his head to Shangguan and said, "Son, let's stay too, let's go together after tomorrow." ”

Shangguan looked at Mo Qiushui with autumn waves in his eyes, and smiled secretly in his heart, this girl is really a hospitable person, and nodded noncommittally.

The next day, Ximen Zhenxing was having a banquet with Shangguan in the main hall. Everyone was happy for the rest of their lives, but Ximen was not depressed, after saving everyone in the village yesterday, he was eager to find the woman he brought back, Qin Rou, the holy daughter of the Five Poisons Sect, and asked her why she wanted to harm herself so much, and searched around the village before and after but found no trace.

"Sadness, follow your father to pay tribute to the free son, and have a glass of wine with Mo Nuxia. Ximen Zhenxing stood up with the wine and said: "Thank you for the help of all the heroes yesterday, I can live the rest of my life in Ximen Villa, and I will do it first as a respect." As he spoke, Simon raised his head and drank all the wine in his cup.

Simon Wubei also took a drink.

The elders toasted, Mo Qiushui naturally didn't hold it up, and also drank a glass, as for Shangguan Xiaoyao, he also gave a drink to the face.

"Lord Ximen Zhuang doesn't have to be polite, you and I are allies, and we should help each other. After drinking, Mo Qiushui said: "Master Ximen, I have already told my father about the cooperation conditions you proposed a few days ago, and the Snow Mountain Sword Sect agrees to your cooperation conditions. First, the Snow Mountain Sword Sect and Ximen Mountain Villa will always be allies from now on. Second, exchange sword scores. Third, the son of Ximen Wubei worshiped under the elder of the outer gate of my Snow Mountain Sword Sect as a disciple of the outer family. ”

Ximen Zhenxing was very happy to hear this, nodded with a smile, and then hugged his fists to everyone and said, "Everyone, wait a minute, I'll come when I go." With that, he got up and walked to the inner hall.

Ximen Zhenxing walked through the inner hall, came to the secret room where he practiced his own exercises, and casually touched a hidden bulge on the wall, well, the bookcase slid to the side, Ximen Zhenxing walked in, there were two red sandalwood boxes in a stone box under the practice bed, Ximen Zhenxing took out one of them, opened it and looked at it, the sword score was intact, Ximen Zhenxing reached out and touched it, closed the box, and turned around and walked out of the house.

Everyone in the main hall was laughing.

"You've been waiting for a long time. Ximen Zhenxing strode in, came to Mo Qiushui's side, held the wooden box with both hands and said, "Niece Mo, in this box are the three copies of the Nine Swords of the Tianshan Mountains handed down by my ancestors. ”

Shangguan glanced at it casually, and continued to sip the wine with his glass.

Mo Qiushui's eyes were a little excited, and he stood up: "These are the three Tianshan Nine Sword Diagrams that have been inherited for a hundred years in Ximen Villa?"

"Exactly. Ximen Zhenxing nodded heavily, and then asked, "I don't know if you have brought the map of your faction?"

"This is natural. Zhang Feng on the side took out a long scroll made of silk from the burden on the side.

"Master Ximen Zhuang, this is a copy of my Snow Mountain Sword Technique. ”

Ximen Zhenxing said: "Okay, good, the Snow Mountain Sword Sect is true to its word, and it is worthy of being one of the top famous and decent families in the world." ”

Immediately, the two exchanged the sword scores in their hands.