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Mo Qingge looked at Zhong Ling's arms, the cute appearance, the lightning marten that looked harmless to humans and animals, this lightning marten was fed with poisonous snakes on weekdays, extremely fast, and extremely poisonous, in the original book, Sikong Xuan, the leader of the Shennong Gang, had planted a heel on this little thing.

Xu saw that Mo Qingge was staring at it, and this little mink's red eyes were flickering, dripping and spinning on Mo Qingge's body, as if they were looking at him.

"What a spiritual little thing!" Mo Qingge exclaimed, and immediately stretched out, as if to touch the lightning marten's little head.

Zhong Ling's face changed slightly, her little mink is extremely poisonous, she has never been close to anyone except her, and she is wild and untamable, with strong aggression, she doesn't want to go out of the valley, the first friend she made was injured by her own mink, and when she was about to say a reminder, the lightning marten suddenly broke free from her embrace, jumped out, and pounced on Mo Qingge.

Zhong Ling let out a soft cry of "ah", and his frightened face was pale, but the next moment he was surprised to find that the lightning marten not only did not attack Mo Qingge, but threw himself into Mo Qing's arms, gently rubbing his chest with his little head, and his expression was very intimate.

Zhong Ling's clear and bright eyes widened, and he said in surprise: "Little Mink used to only listen to me alone, not even my father's words, except for me, if anyone touches it, it will definitely bite that person, today is really strange, not only did it not bite you, its attitude towards you is better than that of me." ”

Mo Qingge stroked the smooth and supple hair of the lightning mink, winked at Zhong Ling and smiled: "Maybe it's because I'm more in love with this little thing, but when I hear you say this, I should be grateful for its grace of not biting!"

Zhong Ling dragged his cheeks and said softly: "My mink likes to eat poisonous snakes, if you really want to thank it, catch some poisonous snakes for it to eat, hehe......"

"It's simple, as long as I let this little mink follow me in the future, there will be as many poisonous snakes as there are, and there will be no shortage of it. ”

As he spoke, Mo Qingge raised the lightning marten above his head and laughed softly: "Little mink, do you say that you will follow me in the future? or follow Miss Zhong?" If you are willing to follow me, you will nod, if you are willing to follow Miss Zhong, you will shake your head. ”

Lightning Marten glanced at Zhong Ling with a bit of a thief's heart, and after hesitating for a while, he nodded slowly, expressing his willingness to follow Mo Qingge.

Witnessing the performance of the lightning mink's back, Zhong Ling's brain suddenly became angry, and when he came back to his senses, he couldn't help pouting his red and glamorous little mouth, and snatched the lightning marten from Mo Qingge in a huff, and ravaged it fiercely in the scream of "chirp".

"I've really raised you for nothing all these years, you little white-eyed wolf who can't be raised!" Zhong Ling scolded the lightning marten with great depression and dissatisfaction, and then didn't look at it, and pressed it into the skin bag on his left waist, making this little thing think about it.

"Hey, the sword competition has begun, and now there's a good show!"

Zhong Ling, who was still very depressed just now, suddenly said in surprise as he lowered his eyes and swept the hall below.

Mo Qingge also looked down, only to see that in the center of the hall, the two disciples of the East and West Sects stood opposite each other, with the hilt of their swords upside down, and after performing the unique sword salute of the Infinite Sword Sect, they began to compare their swords with a clear eye.

I saw the two long swords in a cold light, rolling the strong wind, intertwined and colliding together, and the sound of "clanging" gold and iron clashing sounded.

The acquired martial artist's heavy skills are heavier than qi, and the internal cultivation of the disciples of the Infinite Sword Sect is weak, but after Mo Qingge's guidance, although the swordsmanship has not comprehended the more advanced sword intent, it has improved by leaps and bounds in the use of swordsmanship skills, which is more than one step ahead of the past.

After nearly twenty moves between the two sides, the eyes of the Eastern Sect disciple suddenly flashed, and the speed of the middle and long sword suddenly increased by three points, like cold lightning swept through the void, picking the long sword of the Western Sect disciple to the ground.

"Senior brother, I have conceded!" said the disciple of the Eastern Sect who won the sword contest with a happy face.

The disciple of the Western Sect pursed his lips twice, and finally sighed lightly, picked up the long sword on the ground with a frustrated expression, and quietly retreated.

In the next two competitions, the disciples of the Eastern Sect still won, and they all defeated the pair within 20 moves, achieving an overwhelming victory.

Seeing this, Zhong Ling complained with some interest: "I thought there would be a dragon fight, but the people of the Western Sect were defeated in just three or two hits, which is really boring!"

Listening to Zhong Ling's slightly childish words, Mo Qingge couldn't help but laugh a little dumbly, he asked himself if he didn't have the ability to turn stones into gold, but if after his guidance, the disciples of the Eastern Sect couldn't easily win, then it was really rotten wood that couldn't be carved!

Because of Dongzong's three consecutive victories, he naturally did not have the fourth martial arts competition in the original book, and there was also no such thing as Duan Yu being slapped in the face by Gong Guangjie.

The disciples of the sect lost three games in a row, and there was no need to continue the remaining two competitions, thinking that the Sword Lake Palace would have to be controlled by Dongzong for another five years, Xin Shuangqing, who was sitting at the head of the right, couldn't help but turn pale, holding the teacup trembling slightly, and the orange tea suddenly rippled in a circle.

"Senior Brother Zuo's disciples' swordsmanship is outstanding, and these inferior disciples under my sect are far inferior, but Senior Brother Zuo, when I look at the swordsmanship of your disciples, it seems that they are not exactly the swordsmanship of this sect, and there are other swordsmanship mixed in there, could it be that it was obtained when I studied the immeasurable jade wall recently?"

Xin Shuangqing held back his anger, his eyes were sharp, and he turned his head to look at Zuo Zimu.

Zuo Zimu smiled with a smug smile on his face: "Senior Sister Xin has a clear eye, and she can see through the reality of my disciples at a glance, just to call Senior Brother I don't want to admire." ”

"In fact, as the senior sister said, ten days ago, my brother finally saw the immortal swordsmanship on the immeasurable jade, and he felt that he benefited a lot, and the same is true of these disciples under my door. ”

When Xin Shuangqing heard this, he frowned slightly, and was half-convinced in his heart, if what Zuo Zimu said was false, it would be okay, and then he would go back and order his disciples to practice diligently, and come back after six years, but if what he said was true, then wouldn't she Xizong have to be pressed under Dongzong all the time, and there would be no room to turn over?

Thinking like this, Xin Shuangqing's mood was really complicated, and she was even more discouraged than the failure of the sword fight.

At this moment, Zuo Zimu suddenly smiled and said: "Senior Sister Xin, can you imagine seeing the mysterious mystery of the immortal swordsmanship? ”

Xin Shuangqing's eyes lit up, his expression was slightly happy, but his joy gradually converged, and he hesitated to speak: "Senior Brother Zuo is so generous, but do you have any requirements?"

patted it, Zuo Zimu said with a straight face: "The Eastern Sect and the Western Sect, tracing back to the roots, this is a family, my Infinite Sword Sect has been divided for many years, and it should be time to merge into one, if Senior Sister Xin agrees to lead the Western Sect and the Eastern Sect to merge into one, there is no longer a difference between things and things, I think the ancestors under Jiuquan will also be very pleased, just two sets of swordsmanship, what is the way?"

As soon as these words came out, the whole hall was silent, and the needles could be heard.

Many martial arts people who came to watch the ceremony couldn't help but look at each other, but they didn't expect that a good martial arts competition and sword discussion would turn into a big drama of the Infinite Sword Sect's intention to annex the Western Sect.

Xin Shuangqing suddenly got up, and sneered not without ridicule: "Senior Brother Zuo wants the two sects of the East and West to merge into one, this is unavoidable, but I don't know who should be in charge of this Infinite Sword Sect after the merger of the two sects?"

Zuo Zimu didn't seem to notice Xin Shuangqing's gradually cold gaze, and said in a relaxed and leisurely tone: "After the merger of the East and West Sects, it is neither Senior Sister Xin nor Brother Wei who is in charge!"

Xin Shuangqing's eyes were condensed, in her opinion, Zuo Zimu tried his best to promote the merger of the East and West Sects, and naturally wanted to take charge of the supreme authority of the Infinite Sword Sect, but what she said now made her a little confused about what medicine Zuo Zimu was selling in the gourd.

"It's not me, it's not Senior Brother Zuo, then I'm a little curious, after the merger of these two sects, who is in charge?"

"It's up to me!"

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