Regarding Ma Yu's expectant gaze, Song Xuan didn't put on a show.

He clenched his fists slightly and said with a smile: "Under Song Xuan, this is my sister Song Qian." As for this one, it should be no stranger to come to the Ma Zhangmen......"

As he spoke, he pointed to Ye Gucheng.

Ye Gucheng instinctively put his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle, with the demeanor of a grandmaster.

"Sword Saint, Ye Gucheng, his name, you should all be familiar with it, right?"

Ma Yu was stunned for a moment, and before he could speak, a middle-aged Taoist priest behind him who looked a little impatient stepped forward and stared at Ye Gucheng in disbelief.

"White Cloud City Lord, Sword Saint Ye Lonely City?"

Ye Gucheng slowly withdrew his gaze looking at the sky, the arrogant look on his face slowly converged, and said with a smile: "This Daoist knows me? ”

The Taoist priest hurriedly said: "I haven't seen it, but the name of the Sword Saint Ye Gucheng, even if it is separated by a state, the poor road is not unfamiliar." ”

Saying that, the Taoist priest hurriedly said: "Poor Daoqiu, he has always liked to travel all over the world, he went to Mingzhou when he was young, and at that time His Excellency the Sword Saint was already a famous swordsman in the entire Mingzhou.

It's a pity that at that time, my cultivation was low, and I didn't dare to come to your door to disturb Your Excellency, so I didn't have the opportunity to see you. ”

Hearing this, Ye Gucheng's face was a lot kinder.

Song Xuan had a strange look on his face at the moment, but he didn't expect to meet a little fan of Ye Gucheng in this Southern Song Dynasty realm.

Good for you, you have thick eyebrows and big eyes, and you look like you have gotten a master, but I didn't expect that there would be a day of chasing stars.

Ye Gucheng's expression was gentle and smiling, but his eyes were faintly proud.

If it were at other times, he actually didn't care much about being admired and admired, after all, the name of the Sword Saint had been heard for a long time, and he had long been accustomed to being the focus of attention in the eyes of outsiders.

But now it's different.

This time, he went out with Song Xuan!

When he goes out, Ye Gucheng, a noble person in front of people, is not very interested.

But in front of Song Xuan, he is full of motivation.

If the strength is not as good as others, then it will overpower you in fame.

Anyway, no matter what aspect it is, as long as you can beat Song Xuan once.

At this moment, the satisfaction in Lao Ye's heart was really indescribable, and it was even more comfortable for him than defeating a top swordsman.

Song Xuan also knew a little about Ye Gucheng's strong desire to win, and shook his head a little speechlessly.

Such a big person, how can he still be competitive like a child, can he be as mature as me?

At this moment, Ma Yu seemed to have thought of something, stared at Song Xuan for a while, and then said in surprise: "Song Xuan? But the Inspector Song? ”

"Oh?" Song Xuan raised his eyebrows, glanced at Ye Gucheng vaguely, and then the corners of his mouth rose slightly, "Master Ma recognizes this official?" ”

"I've never seen an adult, but the last time Xuanyi Wei came, I talked about the demeanor of an adult, and when I saw it today, I was really shocked!"

The smile on Lao Ye's face faded a lot, and the smile on the corner of Song Xuan's mouth gradually became richer.

Qiu Chuji's sycophant, how can the sycophant of the head of the Quanzhen Sect sound comfortable?

Sure enough, the joys and sorrows of the world are not the same, and the happiness does not disappear, but is transferred to my face.

The vague eye contact between the two of them was not visible to outsiders at all, but Song Qian saw it clearly, and even guessed the mental activities of the two of them.

She rolled her eyes speechlessly.

Even if you pat yourself on the back, you have to be competitive, heh, two naïve men!

"Your Excellency is also here to watch the decisive battle between Ouyang Feng and the man in white?"

Ma Yu's attitude was very enthusiastic, especially after confirming Song Xuan's identity, his expression was much more eager.

The one in front of him, but the real thigh, is far more useful than the sword saint sword god.

As the head of the first major faction in the Southern Song Dynasty, Ma Yu knew far more things than Qiu Chuji and others.

Many people in the Southern Song Dynasty martial arts felt that Xuan Yiwei was just like that, just relying on the residual power of the Great Zhou Taizu.

But Ma Yu is very clear, the Great Zhou Xuanyiwei is definitely the most terrifying force in the world, even if his own master has not died and has become a great grandmaster, in the face of a behemoth like Xuanyiwei, he has to act honestly according to the rules.

This can be seen from Song Xuan alone.

A young man in his twenties, who is just a representative of the younger generation of Xuan Yiwei, has even surpassed Ye Gucheng and other top swordsmen who have been famous for a long time.

And if the old masters of Xuanyiwei come out of the mountain, what kind of storm will it set off in the world?

Song Xuan knew what Ma Yu was thinking, so he didn't talk nonsense, and said directly: "Watching the battle is just secondary, by the way, I want to come to the Quanzhen Sect to have a look." ”

"Huh?"

Ma Yu's heart jumped, "What do you need my Quanzhen Sect to do?" ”

Song Xuan waved his hand, "Master Ma doesn't need to be nervous. At the beginning, my Xuanyi Wei spread the word to the rivers and lakes and reformulated the rules of martial arts, and the Quanzhen Sect was the first to respond and support.

The attitude of the Quanzhen Sect is very satisfied.

So this time, one is to watch the battle, and the other is to sit in Zhongnan Mountain. The people in the rivers and lakes will not interfere in the decisive battle, but if someone wants to take advantage of the chaos to attack the disciples of the Quanzhen Sect, the official will naturally not sit idly by. ”

Ma Yu and Qiu Chuji glanced at each other, a look of surprise appeared on their faces, and even some disbelief.

The dignified Xuanyi Wei State Supervision Envoy, because they stood in line to support Xuanyiwei's move, specially came here to stand for the Quanzhen Sect, this Lord Song, is too particular about doing things, right?

Ye Gucheng's expression was complicated.

I have to say that Song Xuan is really an official, and he can't learn this ability to buy people's hearts.

Looking at the reverent gaze of the Quanzhen Sect from the head to the disciples, it was simply a manifestation of good feelings.

Obviously, he didn't do anything, but he brushed up the favorability of a sect with just one sentence, and when this Quanzhen Sect was rebuilt in the future, it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was the peripheral power of Xuanyiwei in the Southern Song Dynasty.

Song Qian smiled, she didn't think about it so much, but patted her chest heroically, "Our Xuanyiwei is the most righteous, if you encounter any trouble in the future, you can go to the Xuanyiwei Yamen for help."

If my brother is not available, there will still be me, if I am not available, and Ye Jiansheng, don't care about the little people, I will settle it for you in minutes! ”

As soon as the two of them said this, Ma Yu was overjoyed, and his heart was much more relaxed.

With such a backer behind him, with Song Xuan's age, the Quanzhen Sect has at least a few decades of stable life, and there is no need to worry about being targeted by other Jianghu forces all day long!

But the next moment, on a mountain peak in the distance, there was a sudden sound of falling rocks, and in the sound of broken stones, a blood-stained figure struggled out of the stone.

It seemed to be a woman, holding a two- or three-year-old baby girl in her arms, and a faint girl behind her, like a ghost crawling out of a grave, struggling to crawl in the direction where Song Xuan and the others were.