In a mountain villa at the foot of Mount Hua.

In the main hall, there was a middle-aged man with a thin face, if Ning Zhong and Yue Buqun were there, it would be obvious at a glance that he was Zuo Lengchan.

At this time, Di Xiu, a disciple of Zuo Lengchan, walked in from outside.

"Master, Uncle Lu and Senior Brother Shi are dead. Di Xiu cried and shouted, because he hadn't gotten the news for too long, so he was sent by Zuo Lengchan to find out the news, but he didn't expect to get the bad news.

"What!" Zuo Lengchan was startled when he heard this, he turned his head to look at Di Xiu, "What's the matter?"

In Zuo Lengchan's opinion, although his apprentice Shi Dengda's kung fu is not first-class, he is clever and cautious, and with Lu Bai answering him, there should be no problems, but why did he hear the news of their death?

Di Xiu didn't dare to look up at Zuo Lengchan, he knew his master's temper.

"When I arrived, Yue Buqun had already arrived, and I didn't dare to make a sound, I only dared to eavesdrop there. Di Xiu said with his head down.

"Let's get to the point!" Zuo Lengchan was angry, and he exuded a momentum from his body, and directly blew down the chair next to him.

Seeing that his master was angry, Di Xiu lowered his head in horror.

"Yes, master, they died at the hands of Hong Qigong. Di Xiu said.

"What about their corpses. ”

The bodies were left aside, and the futile brought them back. ”

"Lift it up. ”

"Yes!"

Di Xiu ran out quickly, and then the four Songshan disciples carried the bodies of Lu Bai and Shi Teda and appeared.

"Master, look. ”

Zuo Lengchan pushed Di Xiu away, his face was very ugly, and at this time, Lu Bai and Shi Teda were full of sword wounds.

He lifted their clothes and saw the sunken palm prints on their bodies, and Zuo Lengchan's eyes were a little red.

These palm prints, Zuo Lengchan recognized, are the eighteen palms of the dragon, it seems that they really died in the hands of Hong Qigong.

But Zuo Lengchan found the faint sword mark on their necks again.

Zuo Lengchan crouched down and gently stroked the sword marks on their necks with his fingers.

"What a profound swordsmanship. Zuo Lengchan exclaimed, he could be sure that these three palms descended the dragon and eighteen palms, crippled Lu Bai and them, and what was really fatal was the sword mark on their necks.

But he had never heard of the Hong Seven Guild using swords.

Then there is only one possibility.

Hong Qigong wounded them, and someone from behind killed them.

"Have you ever seen a master of swordsmanship?" Zuo Lengchan suddenly asked.

"No, master. Di Xiu shook his head, he remembered that he was hiding in the distance and only saw Yue Buqun and them.

Zuo Lengchan didn't speak, and he suddenly had an idea in his mind that he didn't really believe.

In the dispute between the two factions of Huashan Qi and Sword, the Sword Sect was transferred away from the mountain, and then lost its trace.

Some say he died, others say he lived in seclusion.

Now Zuo Lengchan feels that the wind is clear in Huashan.

Yue Buqun's swordsmanship, Zuo Lengchan knew it, and with Yue Buqun's swordsmanship, he would never be able to make a sword mark like Lu Bai's neck.

It can only be said that the person who wields the sword has someone else.

Except for the clear wind, Zuo Lengchan really can't think of anyone else.

"Tell them that the plan is on hold. Zuo Lengchan said.

"Yes. Di Xiu got Zuo Lengchan's order and went out.

In the villa, the people of the Songshan faction withdrew overnight.

Zuo Lengchan had fear in his heart, whether it was Hong Qigong or Feng Qingyang, it was obvious that he was not an opponent.

Lin Pingzhi didn't know that his concealment had put the Songshan faction's conspiracy on hold.

At least, in a short period of time, the Songshan faction did not dare to attack the Huashan faction again.

Early the next morning.

Lin Pingzhi, Ning Zhong and Yilin went down the mountain after breakfast.

At the bottom of the mountain, he saw a scholar carrying a bookcase sweating profusely chasing a woman on horseback.

The woman did not speed up, but kept hanging the reader.

"Eh, Xie Weiyue, why do you say you've been chasing me with a dead face?" The woman turned her head to look at the panting Xie Weiyue behind her and said, "You should read your sage book, and I, just learn my martial arts, we can't fight together." ”

"Miss Wu Sha, this is wrong, how can you be a woman who carries a sword to fight and kill a man?" said the scholar named Xie Weiyue, holding his knees and panting.

"What do you know, in this world, the war is chaotic, I don't learn a skill, how can I defend myself? Is it up to you?" Wu Sha's eyes showed disdain, in her opinion, Xie Weiyue, a scholar, was powerless and couldn't protect her at all.

Xie Weiyue's face turned red, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

"Look, you don't have anything to say. Wu Sha blinked his eyes wide, as if winning Xie Weiyue in a bickering fight would make him very happy.

"Miss Wu Sha, when I become famous, I will have many subordinates who can protect you. Xie Weiyue said.

"Forget it, you plan to test the fame of the Song Kingdom, we are in the territory of Mongolia, how can you protect me?" Wu Sha said with disgust.

She's talking about the way the world is.

When it is five points today, Mongolia, the Great Qing Dynasty, the Southern Song Dynasty, the Tubo State, and the Dali Kingdom occupy the land of China.

The Great Ming Kingdom has been destroyed by the Great Qing Kingdom, and the Great Liao Kingdom is hiding between the Mongolian State and the Great Qing State to survive.

And the only remaining country of the Han people is the Southern Song Dynasty.

This scholar named Xie Weiyue is planning to take the Southern Song Dynasty's fame.

"Master, this woman, it seems that she is coming to worship our Huashan disciples?" Lin Pingzhi looked at Ning Zhong and asked, it seemed that there was no such female disciple in Huashan in his memory.

"Well, it should be, but this little girl is not like an ordinary person, you see that she is dressed in brocade and jade, and there is a horse under her crotch. Ning Zhong said, you must know that now is an era of war, and the horses of these people in the rivers and lakes have been requisitioned, so that those with light skills are fast, and those with poor light skills are slow.

And Wu Sha actually rode a horse under her crotch, it is conceivable that her identity is either rich or expensive.

"But I see that the scholar seems to be very attached to this girl on horseback. Yi Lin looked at Xie Weiyue and said, feeling pity for him in her heart.

"Master, did you say that the master would accept her?" Lin Pingzhi looked at Ning Zhong and asked.

"No, this kind of person is either rich or expensive, pampered, and your master will not accept it. Ning Zhong shook her head and said, in fact, she didn't say anything about it, she was worried that it might be someone sent by the imperial court.

"In that case, that's easy. Lin Pingzhi said with a smile.

"Ping'er, what are you going to do?" Ning Zhong chuckled in her heart, she knew that Lin Pingzhi might have to do something again.

"As the saying goes, it is better to demolish ten temples than to destroy a marriage. Lin Pingzhi said and looked at Ning Zhongze, "Master, in order to prevent you from demolishing the ten temples, I will go to match them." ”

"Okay, senior brother, go quickly. Yi Lin said with a red face, she also hopes that a lover will eventually become a family, just like herself and Lin Pingzhi.

"Eh, Ping'er, wait. ”