"Su ...... Su Xingchen?" Zhu Meng's face showed surprise.

Murong Qing was holding the broken sword in his hand, and when he saw Su Xingchen standing in front of him, his eyes were indifferent, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, the hand holding the sword trembled, and he didn't throw it, and he didn't throw it.

"Brother Zhu, you are a dignified Qi Master, and you actually have such an idle spirit with a little girl who is only the third level of Qi Refining Realm, and spread it, wouldn't it make those juniors and disciples who respect you like a god laugh?" Su Xingchen said.

Murong Qing looked at him with a somewhat complicated expression, both surprised by his appearance, and even a little surprised, because he saved himself in time from being insulted again by Zhu Meng, the bastard, but he was also a little angry, thinking of his enmity with him, his heart became uneasy for a while.

Su Xingchen didn't even look at her and Cheng Qingyun from beginning to end. At this time, his state of mind was like standing on the top of the vast mountain and looking back indifferently, and it was difficult to linger in his heart with a bit of poor mountains and bad water behind him. For he knew that his heart was on the other side of the mountain.

Zhu Meng was also a little embarrassed, touched the back of his hand that was a little red and swollen, and his eyes flashed: "Su Xingchen, when did you actually learn the Xuanshui Sect's Ice Arrow?" It seems that your master treats you really well, and actually let Ji Aohan secretly teach you the secret technique of the Xuanshui Sect!"

Murong Qing helped Cheng Qingyun up. Cheng Qingyun clutched his chest and coughed uncontrollably, his eyes radiated a beast-like vicious light, and said astringently: "Senior sister, let's go!"

Murong Qing helped Cheng Qingyun, just took two steps, turned around again, looked at Su Xingchen with a complicated expression, and his lips moved, but he wanted to speak and stopped.

Su Xingchen turned around and said indifferently: "My master naturally treats me like a mountain. Don't say that the martial arts of the Xuanshui Sect are the martial arts of the entire Shenlong Six Sects, how can she be stingy by more than half a point?"

The jealous and hateful gaze in Cheng Qingyun's eyes flashed. Murong Qing saw that he actually turned around, and he had no intention of listening to her at all, his face turned red, he stomped his feet hard, and then helped Cheng Qingyun and wanted to leave.

Su Xingchen suddenly said: "Wait!"

A touch of brightness appeared in Murong Qing's beautiful eyes, and she was about to turn back, Su Xingchen's body was as fast as a ghost, and his two palms were slashed, and the flames between the palms soared, it was the Yanwang Sword of the Fire Cloud Sect!

These two invisible sword qis, pure but soft, cut into the ribs of Murong Qing and Cheng Qingyun. The two of them didn't have any room for resistance at all, and they were attacked by the scorching Yan King's sword qi, blocking the operation of the bloodline and the imperial vein, and they fell to the ground softly.

"You...... Su Xingchen...... What do you want to do?" Murong Qing saw his eyes behind his crystal pupils, his expression instantly burned, and he couldn't help but be taken aback, secretly thinking, could it be that he still hated himself extremely and wanted to take the opportunity to take revenge? She only said an incomplete sentence, and Su Xingchen made up a knife on her neck, and the knife qi seeped into her body, sealing her vocal cords.

Zhu Meng was stunned, taken aback, and said in a trembling voice: "You...... Where did you learn the Yanwang Knife? The Yanwang Knife was originally very powerful, but you were able to practice it with rigidity and softness, tenacity and unbreaking...... My master once said that at least the eighth level of the Soul Breath Realm can be used with the Yan King Sword to block the enemy's bloodline and imperial qi, but not hurt the enemy...... Su Xingchen, you have actually cultivated to the eighth level of the Soul Breath Realm!"

Su Xingchen smiled indifferently: "Brother Zhu, you are wrong, the Yanwang Sword is broad and profound, and I am just getting a glimpse of it." Until now, I'm still not the second level of the Soul Rest Realm, believe it or not. ”

Zhu Meng still couldn't believe his eyes, his face was full of disbelief, but his mouth said indignantly: "What the hell, Lao Tzu gets up early every day and cultivates in the dark, you have only been fucking cultivating for three months, and then you ran in front of Lao Tzu, do you want anyone to live?"

Su Xingchen supported Murong Qing and Cheng Qingyun, dragged them behind the rolled flag, covered his body with the big flag, and said, "Brother Zhu, someone is here!"

Zhu Meng also reacted extremely quickly, his body spun, and he had re-ascended to the beam, but he still complained: "Su Xingchen, what the hell are you doing?

He paused for a moment, and then nagged again: "Lao Tzu came here, I originally wanted to wait to see a good show, but I didn't expect that your ear power is stronger than mine...... Flower rub!"

Su Xingchen couldn't help but reply: "If you don't talk a few words of nonsense, you will definitely live a long life in the future!"

Zhu Meng had heard footsteps outside the hall, and immediately couldn't help but stop talking, but he didn't feel good in his heart. I thought that two months ago, I was a lot older than Su Xingchen, but I didn't think that two months later, I was already a big step away from him.

Su Xingchen re-hid behind the banner, and Zhu Meng also jumped on the beam, in this stone castle, it seemed that nothing had ever happened, and even a sword on the ground was picked up by Su Xingchen in a hurry.

As night fell, footsteps sounded outside the stone castle. Su Xingchen secretly thought, the disciples who are guarding the gorge should come back for dinner, I don't want to alarm anyone, I just want to see my master secretly, and I must not let Murong Qing and Cheng Qingyun leak my whereabouts.

The two figures entered the stone castle side by side, and their bodies were swift and dusty.

Su Xingchen looked through the crystal eyes, and after just one glance, he felt that his heartbeat was speeding up sharply, and his blood was surging. The gentle face, slender body, and a light crimson long skirt that couldn't hide the undulating curves of the person who came were none other than the master Ji Susu! The person next to her was tall, dressed in a green shirt, and looked handsome, but who was not Murong Longyuan?

Su Xingchen secretly thought that Zhu Meng had hidden here in order to eavesdrop on the conversation between Murong Longyuan and his senior mother. But how did he know that the two of them were coming here? No wonder he was still talking about it just now, saying that he was hiding here just to watch a good show, and he didn't think it was to wait for Murong Qing and Cheng Qingyun.

"Senior sister, listen to me......" Murong Longyuan grabbed his wife's clothes.

Zhu Meng hid on the beam, and he didn't dare to take a breath, Murong Longyuan and his wife were not pustules like his daughter, and if they were not careful, they would be discovered, but although these two people were superb in qi control skills, they seemed to be a small pair with Murong Qing, and they couldn't help but feel funny.

Ji Susu waved her hand and said angrily, "What else do you have to say?" She glanced hurriedly in the stone castle and saw no one else, "What about Qing'er? Where did this girl fool around with Qingyun again? I saw her running to find Qingyun just now, why did she disappear in a blink of an eye?"

"You hastily summoned the Council of Elders, and asked to gather the strength of the six sects to trespass on the forbidden realm, and now you see, no one will follow us. Murong Longyuan said.

Ji Susu snorted: "If they don't go, I can't force it, anyway, now the Six Sects of the Divine Dragon are already scattered, and even if foreign enemies invade the forbidden territory, they can be indifferent and shirk each other." But...... But I didn't expect it to be you...... You actually oppose ......" In his words, the sad expression made Su Xingchen's heart twitch.

"In the past 20 years, our husband and wife have respected each other like guests, how have you ever blushed?" Murong Longyuan said, "Why are you blushing with me for this kid?"

Ji Susu's face was frosty: "Why is this? He is the child we raised! Others don't care, and we don't care about ourselves?"

Murong Longyuan sighed: "His surname is like this, he spoke against the senior elders of the Six Sects, he has no respect for the elders, bullies our daughters, messes with those lowly women, and causes Qingyun to become a waste, he is already the mortal enemy of our Imperial Sword Sect, do we still have to care?"

Ji Susu interrupted him: "Are you still talking nonsense here? The Fire Cloud Sect has always been eyeing our Imperial Sword Sect, and Xingchen can still wronged that old guy from Agni Huo? As for settling grudges with his fellow disciples, are you talking about his fight with Qing'er and Qingyun? Do you think I won't investigate it myself? With Xingchen's surname, he will take the initiative to stir up trouble?"

She paused, and her pretty face suddenly condensed a very light and faint blush, but that blush was washed away by her extremely strong wind and royal qi, and instantly regained her composure, and continued: "Say that he is with that ...... That woman is, I asked Moefeng, and it's far from being as simple as you think...... The grudge between him and Qingyun is indeed very deep, Qingyun wanted to kill him at that time, you can also see it, he has no ability to resist at all, he can only fight to the death...... This is all Qingyun's destined catastrophe, to be planted in the hands of the stars, I only hope that Qingyun can eat a temporary growth and wisdom, stop obsessing with personal grudges, and be able to rise again......"

Su Xingchen hid behind the banner, condensing like breath, his heart fluctuated like a tide, and it was difficult to calm down. Every word of Shi Niang seemed to be stuck in the depths of his chest. In this world, except for the taciturn father, only Shi Niang really understands him and loves him. Even though the whole world is full of hostility towards herself, Shi Niang still firmly believes that she has the original pure heart.

And this, from the day when Shi Niang held her hand for the first time thirteen years ago, walked out of the Imperial Qi Hall, and stepped into the Imperial Sword Sect, it seemed to be doomed. In front of the teacher, he will always be the heart of a five-year-old child, and the master will always be like the awe-inspiring and inviolable, but loving and gentle statue of the fairy jade in her heart!

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