In the cold season at the end of December, Li Molan did not blindly stay in the famous sword villa to quietly recuperate, and would go to the Pinghu forest to take a walk in the forest when he had nothing to do, riding the old green cow on the edge of the coastline of the North Sea to watch the tide and enlighten the Tao, saying some unbounded words, anyway, the old green cow can't speak human words, and he doesn't expect him to answer himself, after all, he is alone in chattering. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Xiaoqing, how powerful are you in the demon clan?"

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"Xiaoqing, how did you save me at such a critical time, say, did you go to the Heavenly Tomb a long time ago. ”

“......”

"Hey, how do you say that this kind of order in Dongyu should be transplanted to Beihai?

“......”

The snow flakes in the sky gradually became larger, and there was a tendency to intensify, Li Molan fell from the back of the old green cow, carrying a sword at his waist, this divine sword finally had a valuable sandalwood scabbard, the scabbard style was exquisite and eclectic, obviously from the hands of a famous artist, Li Molan also liked it very much, and hid the edge of the dragon elephant sword into the scabbard.

He was about to go to the North Sea to tread water and practice, but his footsteps suddenly froze, as if he felt something.

"Is that the White Bird Sword Liu Wenyang here?" Li Molan turned to look at the old green cow.

The old cow's nose was ventilated, noncommittal, Li Molan thought for a while, returned to the back of the old cow, and said softly: "Let's go, go back to Mingjian Villa and have a look, if the trouble is solved, we should also go, it feels uncomfortable to always send people under the fence." ”

The old green bull called twice, unable to understand the meaning, and then took a big step in the direction of the famous Sword Mountain Villa.

On the highest wooden tower, Zhang Xiaoping, the eldest lady of Mingjian Villa, looked at the two groups of people at the door of Zhuangzi with anxiety in her eyes, and was worried.

Several maids, including Shui Zhu, also have a nervous look, and their mood is not much worse than Zhang Xiaoping, they are all people from the Famous Sword Villa, if Zhuangzi is broken by someone, they will often suffer from the pond fish, they are just ordinary people, neither can cultivate nor embroider legs, if they encounter a big disaster, where can they fight back? Almost all their lives are connected to the Famous Sword Villa, of course, they are inevitably nervous.

Dozens of minutes ago, there was no news for a long time, and Fu Mo Mountain came again with great fanfare, obviously relying on it, sure enough, it was the famous white bird sword Liu Wenyang in Gusai Prefecture who came to Pinghu City to support his brother-in-law, after hearing about this matter, Zhuang advocated Ruiheng walked out with some masters in the Famous Sword Mountain Villa, and the two groups of people didn't know what they were talking about, but if they looked closely, it was an atmosphere of arrows and crossbows, and it was very likely that they would fight without saying a word.

In the Mingjian Villa, which is generally used to store old things, you can see most of the scenery inside and outside the entire Pinghu Forest, with a wide field of vision, and you can naturally see everything at the door clearly.

Zhang Xiaoping turned her head to look at Shuizhu, the maid who was responsible for taking care of Li Gongzi on weekdays, and asked, "What about Li Gongzi? If he doesn't make a move, it will really be over." ”

Shui Zhu shook his head bitterly, in the morning Gongzi went for a walk in the Pinghu forest, but he didn't come back at noon, how did she know when she would be able to wait him back, she could only pray in her heart that Li Gongzi would come back quickly to save the big crisis of Mingjian Villa.

In fact, the people present, including Zhang Xiaoping, did not think that Li Molan could defeat the famous White Bird Sword Liu Wenyang in Gusai Prefecture, if that kind of Jianghu giant could be easily defeated, then it would be worthy of his name, White Bird Sword Liu Wenyang is not an ordinary cultivator, but a real master of the Dragon Eye Realm, even if it is Li Gongzi who has the realm of a first-class martial artist, I am afraid that he may not be one of them.

It's just that the last wave of the almost inevitable night attack on Fumo Mountain was stopped by Li Gongzi alone, which is tantamount to a miracle.

So even if another miracle happens, what's the matter?

To be honest, whether it is Zhang Xiaoping or other maids, although I heard the owner of the village say that Li Gongzi alone stopped many masters, including the master of Fumo Mountain, but after all, he only heard it and did not see it with his own eyes, and naturally did not have any intuitive and clear understanding of Li Molan's strength, rumors can be big or small, and they can be exaggerated, if the owner of the village deliberately exaggerates with regard to his face, then maybe this savior of the famous Sword Villa may not be as powerful as imagined, as for stopping Liu Wenyang, who is not comparable to Lei Wenwei, it seems to be a bit of a daydream。

"Could that boy be cowardly, that's why he went out early in the morning. A maid whispered.

This is undoubtedly very convincing, and the other maids are whispering for a while, probably thinking that the handsome boy is worried about making a fool and running away, only Shui Zhu still trusts that Li Gongzi quite a lot, and his eyes scan back and forth in the forest in the distance, looking forward to the green shirt fluttering.

"Be quiet!" Zhang Xiaoping said upset, stopping the long-tongued maids who kept slandering Li Molan.

"He's not that kind of person! He'll definitely come back, you guys show me a good look!" Zhang Xiaoping glared at them and said, after coming into contact with Li Molan these days, she also has some understanding of Li Gongzi's character, although she is a simple girl who doesn't know the world, but because of this, she also has the most intuitive sense of who is good and who is bad, and she is sure that Li Molan will not be the kind of person who will not say goodbye because of cowardice.

Listening to her confident words, the maids didn't dare to say much, but most of them didn't believe that Li Gongzi would go and return.

The official road in the Pinghu forest outside the Mingjian Villa is covered with thick white snow.

Because it is the season of great cold, the inside and outside of Mingjian Villa are covered in snow, the road is covered with snow, and the thick snow accumulated on the treetops will break the branches from time to time and fall down, and fall in clusters.

More than 40 people from Fumo Mountain and more than 20 people from Mingjian Mountain Villa faced each other on the wide official road in front of Zhuangzi.

Zhang Ruiheng stood at the forefront of the group of people in the Famous Sword Villa with a fearless face, looking at the cold and arrogant man standing next to Lei Wenwei, his heart was indeed bitter and desolate.

That cold and arrogant man is the legendary White Bird Sword Liu Wenyang, a super master who can be ranked in the top ten in Gusai Prefecture, and this kind of Jianghu giant who holds the bull's ear in the land of a state appears in the small rivers and lakes near Pinghu City, which is tantamount to a god descending to earth, who dares not to grovel and grovel? Even if Zhang Ruiheng is arrogant, he would rather bend than bend, and he will inevitably feel uneasy in his heart.

Although many masters have been invited by all means these days, as soon as they heard that they were going to face Liu Wenyang, even if they shot together, few people dared to have this courage, and it would be even more difficult for a master like Liu Wenyang to defeat, let alone kill, and if he couldn't kill him, he provoked the White Bird Sword for no reason, wouldn't he be self-defeating?

"Does it really depend on that Li Gongzi? He is a martial artist, how can he be the opponent of the master of the dragon eye realm?" Zhang Ruiheng was sad in his heart, but his expression was very calm.

If he can't escape death after all, he will also let Fu Mo Mountain not be able to eat and walk around, the eldest husband will die vigorously, what is there to be afraid of? People can't die with a big scar at the mouth of the bowl, and after eighteen years, he is a good man, this kind of even the janitor Wang Erhu knows the simple truth, and he Zhang Ruiheng naturally knows it a long time ago, mixing the rivers and lakes, how can he not be stabbed. (To be continued.) )