Zhang Yange originally thought that he would be able to fight the next day.

But I didn't expect Song Nianqing to get up in the morning and feed her horses, and then she didn't have the meaning to do anything.

He was like an old man, with his hands on his sleeves.

The thirteen swords that he carried on his horseback were all put away.

"Don't fight?" Zhang Yange asked puzzled.

"Let's stop fighting, and we'll see." Song Nianqing said.

To be honest, now that he is fighting with Song Nianqing, it is Zhang Yange who is not sure, since people are unwilling to do it, Zhang Yange also plans to improve his strength during this time.

"Lord Song Chi, I want to fight with you." Nangong took the initiative to speak.

Her idea was very simple, she wanted to probe the bottom of this old man for Zhang Yange.

"Don't fight." Song Nianqing said bluntly. "If Zhang Shaoxia really looked at my sword, then maybe I would really lose."

"You are dignified and don't even dare to take on the challenge of one of my juniors?" Nangong is aggressive.

Song Nianqing smiled, there was no master's shelf.

"Nangong, go read a book." Zhang Yange said with a smile.

Nangong glared at him dissatisfied, turned and left.

"Is he a man or a woman?" Song Nianqing waited for Nangong to walk away and asked.

"Don't worry about that."

The snow stopped this morning, and Zhang Yange put all the snow into the yard.

"The wheat is covered with three layers of quilts, and I will sleep on the buns next year." Song Nianqing said as she watched Zhang Yange work.

"Senior Song, she didn't have any malice just now." Zhang Yange said, "I think Senior Song is going to fight me to the death, to be honest, the sooner Senior Song starts, the more sure it will be for the seniors..."

"Last night's hot pot was so delicious, so I want to eat it a few more times." Song Nianqing said with a smile.

Zhang Yange shrugged, since the old man was reluctant to do it.

It's okay to wait, wait for him to completely consolidate his ability to refer to the Xuan Realm.

During this time, Song Nianqing really lived in Zhang Yange's courtyard.

Pei Nanwei doesn't seem to be in line with these old-timers, whether it's Li Chungang or Song Nianqing, she doesn't like it very much.

But Chen Yu was able to chat with Song Nianqing.

"Senior Song, today we are eating chili fried meat." Chen Yu said with a smile.

"Good!" Song Nianqing likes spicy food.

"I just learned to go down the mountain with a sword, and I don't have a few taels of silver in my pocket. Every time I go out to find someone to challenge, even entanglement is a problem. My wife pickled some chili peppers and served me some dry food, and it tasted great."

Song Nianqing leaned against the door and recalled.

The next day, Chen Yu really pickled some chili peppers for Song Nianqing.

"Senior, it will take a month for this pepper to pickle." Chen Yu said with a smile.

Song Nianqing said as if she didn't understand, "It's okay, I'll wait."

Pei Nanwei always felt that she was an enemy, Chen Yu said with a smile, "He didn't think I was troublesome, what do you say I do."

After the two of them got along for a while, they didn't have a good relationship. Now that there is a Song Nianqing at home, Zhang Yange has worked harder.

He couldn't see what this old man meant, so he didn't rush to kill himself.

Don't want to kill, Zhang Yange can really feel the killing intent when the old man sharpens his sword. ….

Anyway, no matter what, being strong is the most important thing.

Zhang Yange specially found a place where no one practiced the lightning control technique.

During this time, Chen Yu took the initiative to take over the task of cooking, and Pei Nanwei was responsible for washing the dishes.

Song Nianqing carries a sword on his back every day, and he also goes out early and returns late.

Zhang Yange felt that this old man should be the fourteenth sword of his own enlightenment.

He estimated that when the old man realized the fourteenth sword, it should be the time for them to fight.

If it weren't for Zhang Yange not being sure to take down the old man now, he would definitely take the lead and not give Song Nianqing a chance to realize the fourteenth sword.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Yu's chili peppers were pickled.

Song Nianqing tasted it and was full of praise, "The girl is from Dongyue?"

Chen Yu shook his head, "Since I was a child, I was monitored by Qin Tian and found that my life was extraordinary, and I was taken away to learn the ability to serve people."

Hearing this, Song Nianqing put down the pickled pepper in his hand.

"Girl, don't say anything more." Song Nianqing let out a long sigh, "Song is also forced to do so."

Chen Yu pushed the jar of pickled chili peppers to Song Nianqing.

"I wouldn't be able to live like this without him." Chen Yu said seriously.

"Are you bullying the elderly?" Zhang Yange walked in with a smile. picked up a fast son and sandwiched a chili pepper, grinning at the spicy bared teeth.

Chen Yu hurriedly poured him a bowl of water.

"Ahem, ahem, it's so spicy." Zhang Yange coughed, but still finished eating the chili pepper.

Song Nianqing glanced at Zhang Yange gratefully, if he hadn't helped him out of the siege, the old man would have been shameless to stay in the courtyard today.

One day later, when Nangong was about to go to Tingchaoting, Song Nianqing stopped her.

"Let's talk to each other."

"Good!" Nangong naturally would not refuse.

"Miss Chen, this is to repay you for that jar of chili peppers." Song Nianqing said to Chen Yu. "Zhang Shaoxia is optimistic!"

The first sword! Greetings!

The sword moves are ordinary, just like greeting old friends.

Nangong raised his hand to break it!

Second sword! White head!

This sword has some meaning, the sword and the sword qi have been separated when they are out of the sheath, and only breaking one of them has nothing to do with the overall situation!

Nangong put out his hands together, and his palms slammed on the scabbard and sword.

"Nangong Shaoxia is indeed powerful." After Song Nianqing finished speaking, he took out six swords in a row.

It didn't stop until the eighth sword was bold.

This eighth sword does the opposite, people follow the sword, there is no magnificent sword gang of angry bullfighting, and there is no majestic sword intent that seems to be traceless, but in fact, it follows the dragon veins of the world and meanders, and it has already touched the threshold of the heavenly phenomena.

If Song Nianqing hadn't deliberately kept his hand, the Eighth Sword Nangong would not have been able to take it.

Seeing the eighth sword, Zhang Yange also had to admit that this Song Nianqing was really powerful.

"Zhang Shaoxia, how are my eight swords better than Li Chungang?" Song Nianqing couldn't help but ask.

Back then, Li Chungang looked down on Dongyue Jianchi a hundred times.

"It's worse than Senior Lee." Zhang Yange said truthfully.

Song Nianqing smiled, but didn't say anything, and left the small courtyard with the jar of chili peppers on his back.

"How?" Nangong asked.

"How's that?" Zhang Yange asked.

"Of course, are you sure you can beat him?" Nangong couldn't wait to give Zhang Yange two punches.

"I can catch the first eight swords." Zhang Yange said seriously, "But this old man has thirteen swords, and I look at the fourteenth sword as if it has been completed."

Hearing this, Nangong was a little anxious, "Or find Xu Xiao to find a way?" There are still some masters in the Beiliang Palace."

"Song Nianqing came to challenge openly, how could I use that kind of means?" Zhang Yange said seriously.

"But you're going to die." Nangong said angrily.

"First of all, no one knows if I haven't beaten me, and secondly, if I win with this kind of yin trick, I won't be me." Zhang Yange looked at Nangong's eyes.

"You'd better die, I'll avenge you!" Nangong threw down this sentence and turned to leave.

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