The girl in white stood blankly.

His face was shocked, as if he didn't believe it was true.

This blue-robed young man is none other than Long Qingyun, who landed steadily opposite the girl in white, with a calm expression, Xiao Shuxuan.

I only heard a hearty voice sound: "Aoxue, you finally met your opponent." ”

The woman in white is Zhan Qianheng's youngest daughter Zhan Aoxue, about fifteen or sixteen years old, naturally beautiful, and her complexion is as smooth and white as mutton fat jade.

Long Qingyun twisted the Longquan sword in his hand and inserted it into the scabbard and placed it in his left hand. Then he bent down, picked up the sword on the ground with his right hand, handed it to Zhan Aoxue, and said:

"Concession. ”

The attitude is humble and dignified.

Zhan Aoxue's face was frosty, her eyes widened angrily, and she stared at Long Qingyun, but she didn't take the sword. turned around and ran to Zhuo Xiwen's side, rubbed his left foot on the ground, and said coquettishly:

"Grandpa, you see this person actually swooping down from above, it makes no sense. ”

Zhuo Xiwen, who was sitting on the pear blossom wooden chair, took a sip of the dragon well before the rain, looked at the pampered granddaughter in front of him, and said leisurely:

"What is so unreasonable, Long Shaoxia is a light achievement, now you should know that there are people outside the world, and there are heavens outside the sky. ”

After speaking, his left hand slightly stroked the willow whisker under his chin, and thought:

"This Hongquan master is really powerful, just a few days of hard work, he tempered Long Qingyun into the realm like this, look at his momentum, let alone Aoxue, I'm afraid Cui Bao Zhai except for me and Qianheng, there is no one who is Long Qingyun's opponent. ”

At this time, Zhan Aoxue's face was full of coquettishness, and she was usually used to being coquettish with her grandfather, but today she touched a gray nose, so she was not annoyed.

Zhan Aoxue looked at Long Qingyun with hatred in her eyes, dissatisfied and shocked:

"When I am fair, I hurt myself the most, how to protect outsiders today. ”

Seeing Zhan Aoxue looking at him coldly, Long Qingyun looked helpless, but he was also amazed by Zhan Aoxue's cold temperament

Don't say it, this woman is dressed in white, her sleeves are fluttering, her complexion is better than snow, her eyes are like a clear spring, her eyes are rippling, and she has a stunning amazement between her expectations.

Zhan Aoxue's eyes moved to the middle-aged Qing Qian next to Zhuo Xiwen, this person was the main Zhan Qianheng of Cui Bao Zhai, and I saw him take a sip of tea before the rain Longjing said:

"Cher, don't make a mistake. ”

Zhan Aoxue saw her father's awe-inspiring face, and she couldn't say anything, Zhan Aoxue, who was usually cold and proud, was not afraid of the sky and the earth, but she was more afraid of Zhan Qianheng.

On the coffee table next to Zhan Qianheng, there is a famous purple sand pot "Wind Roll Kui", and the simple and elegant lid of the pot comes out with a thick tea fragrance, which is refreshing.

"Zhuo Bureau Master, Zhanzhai Master, so Yaxing!"

A grand and hearty voice sounded, and then Li Yunxian came in a gray robe with fluttering sleeves. Next to it is followed by "Luling Zhi Duoxing" Liu Songquan.

Liu Songquan made a bow, and his eyes lit up and said, "This 'wind roll sunflower' is the work of Gu Jingzhou, a famous purple clay pot in Yixing, and it is really simple and true." ”

There are only four pieces of this ancient Jingzhou's "windswept sunflower" in the world.

Liu Songquan saw that Zhan Qianheng had a "wind roll sunflower", and at the same time, he was very envious, but he also felt regretful, he originally had one himself, and later gave it to Mo Tianyu of Songyang Sword Mansion.

Liu Songquan looked at the "Wind Roll Kwai" with straight eyes, and Li Yunxian couldn't help but shake his head slightly, he knew this military advisor, although he had the talent to go through the heavens and latitudes, but he was obsessed with gold and stone antiques, and he was not interested in power.

In the world, most men's love for "power, money, and beauty" has reached the point of madness, and most people have no immunity.

But there is one kind of man excepted, such as Li Yu, the queen of the Southern Tang Dynasty, who likes poetry and songs, but has no interest in the emperor's power.

There is also Emperor Huizong of Beiyong, calligraphy and painting are a generation of masters, but they are also interested in the top power of being an emperor, and they are located in Qinzong in their prime.

"Luling Zhi Duoxing" Liu Songquan is talented and eloquent, and it is not difficult to create an earth-shattering cause by himself. But he never thought of it that way.

There are also many people in the "Night Dawn Gang" who encourage Liu Songquan to stand on his own. Li Yunji is also aware of these things, and his heart is like a mirror.

"Green Forest Scholar" Li Yun has read countless people, has experienced too many life tempering, and has a thorough grasp of human nature, of course he knows what it means to be "plaything".

In Li Yunxi's eyes, Liu Songquan and Emperor Huizong of the Northern Yong Dynasty and Li Yu, the queen of the Southern Tang Dynasty, belong to the same type of person.

They are all talented, but they have little desire for power, at least they are not greedy for power. This is also the fundamental reason why Li Yunxian has great trust in Liu Songquan.

Zhuo Xiwen motioned for Li Yunxian to sit down, Zhuo Xiwen was quite satisfied with the title of "bureau master", and "Jianshan Bookstore" was full of too many feelings.

Liu Songquan didn't sit down, and walked straight towards Long Qingyun.

At this time, Zhan Aoxue had already taken the sword in Long Qingyun's hand and walked away with a "hum".

Liu Songquan said in a chic manner: "You are Long Qingyun, I heard that you have been in the limelight in the West Lake, I see that you are only fifteen or sixteen years old, are you really so strong?"

After a pause, he continued: "In the Lower Lixuan Pavilion Liu Songquan, I'll ask for a few tricks, how about it?"

Long Qingyun was taken aback: "Lixuan Pavilion, what is the relationship between this middle-aged scribe and Ling Zhiyan?"

Long Qingyun was slightly stunned, and it was not easy to ask.

He took a step forward and bowed and said, "The juniors don't dare, and I hope that the seniors will give advice." Long Qingyun is neither humble nor arrogant, and his body is full of heroic spirit.

Liu Songquan couldn't help but secretly marvel at this son's composure. This calm and unhurried look has a calmness beyond this age.

Liu Songquan's sleeves shook, and there was a pair of judge's pens in both hands, which were shorter than Lei Tianhan's "shocking strokes". Less than a foot, nine inches long, with a thick thumb and pointed ends, it was forged of stainless steel.

"One inch short, one inch dangerous. ”

As soon as Liu Songquan's double pen came out, it bloomed with a chill, it seems that this pen does not know how many martial arts masters have been injured, and the tip of the pen is faintly flashing with coldness.

Long Qingyun twisted the Longquan sword in his hand, pointed at the void, and suddenly, he stepped forward, his body was like an arrow off the string, and he stabbed Liu Songquan's left chest with lightning speed, and he was sharp, fast and ruthless.

"Whoa......

Between the lightning and flint, the sword walked at will, and five swords were stabbed out in a row.

Liu Songquan saw that Long Qingyun's sword momentum was coming suddenly, his demeanor was chic and calm, he did not dodge or dodge, and raised his double pen to meet him.

There was a loud bang ...... the bell.

After the pen and sword were handed over, they separated, Liu Songquan's figure did not move at all, and Long Qingyun only shook and stabilized his figure.

Liu Songquan was surprised, good guy, he used seventy percent of his strength, but the other party didn't retreat.

After the handover of the pen and sword just now, there was a dull sound, obviously the two of them used internal force to compete, and this Long Qingyun faintly had the tendency to be equal and evenly divided.

Zhan Aoshuang observed very carefully, and when he was shocked, he couldn't help but wonder, this Long Qingyun had more than 30 moves with him just now, and it wasn't that remarkable, and he was still not convinced that he actually won the championship of the West Lake Sword Debate.

How come at this moment, as soon as he and Liu Songquan got into hand, they showed their sharp swordsmanship and good internal strength.

Zhan Aoxue was stunned, and saw her grandfather Zhuo Xiwen looking at her with a smile. Zhan Aoxue is an extremely smart person, and suddenly understands the deep meaning of his grandfather's words just now.

It turned out that Long Qingyun had been humbling himself.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed, looking at the field, Long Qingyun at this time, calmly responded to Liu Songquan's sharp strokes, the sword momentum was chic and smooth, and he was heroic.

Zhan Aoxue, who is usually proud and willful, suddenly became a little guilty.

As soon as Long Qingyun entered Cui Bao Zhai, he couldn't help but say something, and swung his sword forward.

The other party did not get angry, and patiently completed more than 30 moves before using real kung fu.

Such.

It's also so that she won't be too embarrassed to lose.