Chapter 349: A Beauty's Night Visit

"Bian Qing, I am slightly unwell today, you and I have no victory, sooner or later I will compete with you again!"

Excellence stood in the air, trying his best to maintain a chic demeanor, but the tone of his voice obviously lost his previous confidence. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

"If you lose, you still won't admit it, what kind of bullshit is the king of falling moon feathers, the king of feathers!"

Bian Qing was noncommittal, thinking about the past friendship, he didn't want to embarrass Excellence too much, but the audience on the sidelines couldn't help it, everyone laughed and abused, and was full of disdain and ridicule for Excellence's face.

"Excellent eldest brother, junior brother also has something to do, as you said, you and I will fight again one day!"

Bian Qing recalled the three dragon shadows, retracted the bow into his body, but still stood calmly on the square, he raised his head in response, and it was regarded as retaining the last face for excellence.

"Hmph!

A wisp of killing intent shot out of Excellence's eyes, and he disappeared in mid-air in a flash, Zhuo Dazui hurriedly followed, and the master and servant came arrogantly, but they walked away with a disgraced face, and it was finally karma.

"Thank you friends for cheering on! Bian Qing has thanked you here!"

Bian Qing smiled slightly, bowed to the audience behind him and around him in a very chic manner, and also flashed back to the house, and never went out.

The results of the competition between the two Yuanwu King Realm archers instantly spread all over the streets and alleys of the Falling Moon Imperial Capital. As a result, the prestige of Bian Qingjun Marquis and the unparalleled Divine Arrow has become a new nursery rhyme for children on the street. The Zhuo family was originally a little declining, but now it is even more cold in front of the door, and some small families that used to have close relationships with them have also become ambiguous, and they are obviously not as diligent as before.

Bian Qing's victory made Bian Qing's reputation in the imperial capital reach a new height again, because Bian Qing's family did not know how to deal with people, they came to the door again, but fortunately, Bian Qing closed the door to thank the guests, which escaped the entanglement and harassment of those Yingge Yan Dance.

However, Bian Qing also learned the lesson of excellence, and he arranged for Wu Heng and Dong Fang to arrange return gifts one by one according to the number of gifts given by the family visit and the frequency of the times. After receiving Bian Qing's return gift, these families were overjoyed, and their good opinion of Bian Qing rose unprecedentedly.

Bian Qing was not idle, although it was only a bow and arrow competition, it gave him a lot of inspiration, made him start to rethink his martial arts path, and also gave him a new goal and direction of cultivation.

Bian Qing's exercises have been basically fixed, and the promotion of cultivation relies on the Geshu Demon Yuan Technique, the hidden cultivation and differentiation of the Dan Yuan, and the refining of the heart and the divine skill.

On top of martial arts, his Void Breaking Fist can be used to perform Void Breaking Fist and Golden Light Hand.

In the technique of long-range attack, he has the black dragon bow in hand, and with the help of the black dragon god, his long-range attack ability far exceeds that of opponents of the same level.

However, the most important thing for Bian Qing is the lack of a sword weapon that can be melted into the body, although the material of the Wushuang Sword is excellent, and the forging technique is also the ultimate realm, but there is no weapon spirit, if it is melted now, it is really a pity.

The Geshu Sword was originally the best, but because it was not reforged, it could not be upgraded at all. In the Invisible Ring, Ge Shujian has been lying quietly for more than half a year, and it is still at the level of the three-grade element.

In terms of kendo martial arts, Bian Qing has two heaven-level martial arts, longbow swordsmanship and Tianyu swordsmanship, if he can fuse the sword weapon as a natal elemental weapon, it will be truly complete, and it will definitely make Bian Qing's combat power greatly improved.

"It seems that I need to pay a visit to that senior named Anvil, and only he can help me create a superb Yuan Weapon that can hold the sword spirit!"

From the hands of the anvil elder of the Forging Heaven Mansion, he even coaxed and snatched the bones of the Beast Emperor, but this strong man did not hold a grudge because of this, Bian Qing felt that this person was a good person and worthy of his friendship.

In the Falling Moon Imperial Capital, the Forging Heaven Mansion also has an industry called the Famous Sword Tower, and this anvil elder is the sitting elder of the Famous Sword Tower. Bian Qing had already sent Wu Heng and Dong Fang to investigate the situation of the Ming Jian Tower. Befriending the major families, the biggest gain for Bian Qing is that he wants to get some insider information, which is much easier than usual.

In the blink of an eye, a few days passed, and late at night on this day, Bian Qing was concentrating on cultivation, but suddenly felt uneasy, as if something was about to happen, and quickly got up and came to his secret room.

Everything is normal in the General's Mansion, the guards who patrol the night are loyal to their duties, everything in the mansion is calm as usual, except for the starry sky on the cold night, there is nothing abnormal.

Bian Qing shook his head, and was about to return to the room to continue his cultivation, but he heard a low voice of admiration in his ears: "Hehe, Lord Junhou really has a heart, and he knows that someone is coming to visit!"

"Mr. Huang!"

Bian Qing was surprised, at such a time, as the palace manager of the Yuanwu Emperor Realm, how could he come to his Great General's Mansion?!

"Hehe, Lord Junhou, it's not the old man who wants to see you, it's someone else!"

Manager Huang didn't show his appearance at all, and Bian Qing could only listen to his voice in the night sky, but he couldn't detect where he was hiding at all.

"Brother Qing!"

A delicate and gentle voice came softly, and Bian Qing's heart suddenly bloomed. The reason why Manager Huang refused to show up was that he had escorted Feng Wushuang to visit him.

After more than a month of separation from Feng Wushuang, Bian Qing is worried about missing every moment, and now that the beauty is at night, what is going on?! Although Bian Qing is a little strange in his heart, he has been carried away by joy, where is there still the heart to analyze and think.

Under the silver glow of the waning moon, Feng Wushuang was dressed in a flowing gauze skirt, like a lotus at night, floating and falling, the familiar fragrance reached Bian Qing's nose, Bian Qing was in a daze, and didn't know what to say or do?

At this moment, he didn't know how many times he had fantasized that the real beauty came to him, but he forgot all the words that were full of words.

"Hehe, Brother Qing, you are standing there like a log, don't you want to see me?! Don't you want me to come into the house and drink a cup of tea?!"

Feng Wushuang smiled lightly, a pair of beautiful eyes looked forward to it, and asked softly.

"Okay, come into the house, I'll prepare the best misty mountain tea for you!"

Bian Qing smirked, and hurriedly introduced Feng Wushuang into the room, Feng Wushuang came to Bian Qing's room for the first time, she stood in the room, looking around curiously, but Bian Qing was in a hurry and smashed a teacup and tea bowl on the ground.

Bian Qing is immersed in cultivation every day, in addition to eating and sleeping, he even does not eat or sleep for several days, where is there any time to cook tea for recreation, although there is the top misty mountain tea in his invisible ring, he has not really cooked it once.

The more Bian Qing wanted to behave in front of Feng Wushuang, the more clumsy he became, and he couldn't do anything at all. (To be continued.) )