"What did you tell him?"

Huangfu Xiaoyuan waited for a long time before Lu Hanjiang came, and as soon as they met, she couldn't wait to ask.

Lu Hanjiang crossed her, walked in front without looking back, and said casually: "It's nothing, it's just a clear way for Mr. Huangfu." ”

Huangfu Xiaoyuan followed closely and asked with an incomprehensible expression, "What do you mean?" ”

Lu Hanjiang glanced back at her, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened: "The Three Corpse Brain Divine Pill is a strange poison in the world, even I can only suspend its poison, there is no antidote to eradicate this poison, so I told Mr. Huangfu that if he leaves Jinyiwei, his sister will be worse off than dead immediately." ”

Huangfu Xiaoyuan slowly lowered her eyebrows, Under the dim night, people couldn't see her expression at the moment, only the faint voice, sounded in the quiet night, like crying.

"My eldest brother...... How did he reply? ”

"Mr. Huangfu didn't reply, because he had never heard of this poison, and he couldn't think of a way to crack it for a while."

Lu Hanjiang shrugged his shoulders and said: "So, I kindly reminded him, the hundred poisons have the ability to come back to life, maybe they can crack this poison, but that old man has a strange temper and does not eat soft and hard, if there is no way, it is useless to burn the dead valley to the ground, it just so happens that Xuehua Palace has an old relationship with the hundred poisoners, If you can get a token from them, there may be hope." ”

Xuehua Palace has always disliked men, this is obviously to ask Huangfu Yushu to go to Xuehua Palace to rob it, Huangfu Xiaoyuan raised her head, looked at Lu Hanjiang with a complicated expression and asked, "You have a grudge against Xuehua Palace?" ”

"Nope."

Lu Hanjiang replied simply, and it also made people grit their teeth with hatred: "It's just to find something for him to do, if you are in Jinyiwei for a day, he won't give up for a day, instead of letting him follow us like a soul every day, it's better to let him go to the rivers and lakes to have a good time, so that the storytellers on the streets of the teahouse can have more stories to tell." ”

"You really are...... Bad thoroughly. ”

Huangfu Xiaoyuan said, she actually smiled, they all said that there are many girls who can cry, but girls who can laugh are extremely rare, when to laugh, how to laugh, and who to laugh at is not a simple matter.

Sisters are really interoperable at a certain point, at this moment Lu Hanjiang can feel the change of Huangfu Xiaoyuan, although it is only a little subtle, unwilling, with a certain utilitarian nature, but she is indeed trying to be a "bad person".

Lu Hanjiang hooked the corners of his mouth, his palm affectionately covered the top of Huangfu Xiaoyuan's head, and said happily: "Thank you for the compliment." ”

Men are very single-minded, the women of the Laliang family go into the water, and persuade the women of the wind and dust to be good, it has always been their instinct engraved in their bones, although Huangfu Xiaoyuan herself has never been aware, but she does have a unique quality, even if it is deliberately covered, it still can't hide its light.

That's something that people like Lu Hanjiang or Huangfu Ling'er can't have in their lifetime.

......

After a night, Lu Hanjiang came to the ring specially prepared for them by Southern Shaolin, and Huangfu Xiaoyuan pretended to be Linglong and stayed in the courtyard without incident.

At this moment, the sky was just right, Lu Hanjiang slowly stepped into the ring, and his eyes inadvertently swept over the pagoda in the distance, where there was no movement.

Before he came, Hengshan Hu Qianzhong was already waiting in the ring, and his trip could not be described as bold, after all, because of Yan Fengyun's intervention, no one knew whether Lu Hanjiang would use the heavenly machine or not.

If he doesn't use it, he Hu Qianzhong will become famous today, and if he does, then he may be more than lucky.

The most powerful thing is not the martial arts on the body, but the self-affirmation in the heart, and the slight problems of the literati are also vividly shown in the martial arts, the more Hu Qianzhong is red-eyed, the more he weakens the strength of Lu Hanjiang.

In just one night, Lu Hanjiang's image in his heart has changed from a young talent who is not equal, to a showman who is useless except for heaven.

At this time, seeing that Lu Hanjiang had arrived, with a heavenly machine hanging on his waist, Hu Qianzhong's expression was solemn, and he simply didn't even save the scene, picked up the sword in his hand, and said proudly: "Make a move." ”

Don't use the heavenly machine in others, whether the momentum is strong or not is in Hu Qianzhong's own, the arrow on the string has already been unable to back down, as long as he can avoid the heavenly machine, he will definitely be able to take this fight in one fell swoop, yes, as long as he avoids the heavenly machine......

There are also many onlookers, and they all have some thoughts in their hearts that gods are stronger than people.

However, there are two people who focus on something different, that is, a pair of masters and apprentices from Wudang, the master Wangchen is one of the seven sons of Wudang, with a prominent reputation, and the apprentice Qingping is also extraordinary, and the hero is a young man.

These two people, forgetful of dust and long beard and white face, wearing a Taoist robe with black edges on a white background, carrying a simple iron sword on their backs, the appearance of the old god presence, their eyes fell on the ring, and they made comments from time to time.

Qingping is still a teenager, but he is thirteen or fourteen years old, dressed in a verdant robe, and also carrying a sparse and ordinary iron sword, standing obediently behind the master, but from time to time he stands on tiptoe and looks at the ring, and the yearning in his eyes can't be hidden.

"Master, are you really going to fight that Loose Sect tomorrow?" Qingping asked with interest.

"It's about Wudang swordsmanship, and the teacher must go to find out." Forget Chen said relaxedly, but there was a little worry in his eyes.

It's not that he is not confident in his own strength, but the swordsmanship that Lu Hanjiang made yesterday was too shocking.

Tai Chi Qingling swordsmanship, that is the secret of Wudang, even the disciples of their own faction, who have practiced this swordsmanship for more than a hundred years, are rare.

It's not that the threshold of this swordsmanship is too high, but that there is an indisputable meaning in this sword move, so that the power of the general is limited, although Wudang is cultivating the avenue of heaven and earth, but the incense comes from the world.

It is to forget the dust himself, after worshiping the mountain gate, he has never practiced this swordsmanship, these years, in the rivers and lakes to fight with the demon sect, to fight with Shaolin, as the leader of the Taoist lineage, but also to suppress the Taoist factions in the world.

If it is indisputable, how can it be the status of Wudang today.

It's just that no matter what this martial art is, it came from Wudang after all, but now it has been used by an outsider, how not to make them frightened.

And this is not the first time that outsiders have used their Wudang swordsmanship and martial arts, not to mention far away, the goal of this demon eradication conference, the three swords of the Heavenly Dao practiced by Huangfu Yushu, isn't it also from Wudang.

Thinking of this, Forget Chen sighed again, the movement made by Huangfu Yushu was too amazing, and even Wudang was criticized.

"Master, Master, look, that carefree sect is about to draw a sword." Qingping's excited voice interrupted Forget Chen's thoughts.

He looked at the scene, Lu Hanjiang and Hu Qianzhong held swords against each other, he groaned, and analyzed: "Hengshan swordsmanship is strong in a fast word, a trick word, if the free faction Yue Lifeng is a strong attack, it is not appropriate, I am afraid that I will be brought into a trap by Hu Qianzhong." ”

"What trap?" Qingping was about to ask, but when he saw that Lu Hanjiang had already drawn his sword, his eyes widened, and he stared intently at the field: "Master, that Xiaoyao sent a move, he is about to attack!" Look at it, he's a sword, a sword, uh...... Why did he only take out a sword, and Hu Qianzhong fell? ”

“......”