On the way back, Qinglin was meeting Jiang San, who was covering the rain with his hands and trotting all the way, showing a surprised look: "Where's your umbrella?"

Qinglin pointed to the side of the broken bridge: "It's gone, let's go back." ”

Following his fingers, Jiang San saw two slender figures there, among them, a purple cloth holding an oil-paper umbrella, as if looking at this side.

Jiang San immediately showed a thief's eyes: "I'd rather let my brother get drenched in the rain than give an umbrella to someone else, Xiao Linzi, this thing is really damn good... Wonderful!

I didn't find it before.,It turns out that you have a set of pickled girls.,Hmm... It's the way I was back then. ”

Qinglin smiled bitterly, where is this, he just can't bear to see the woman in the rain, that's all.

The two walked in the direction of the inn, the drizzle in the sky was endless, Jiang San's body was already soaked, he hugged himself with both hands, and inadvertently saw that Qinglin had no rain stains on his body.

Immediately stunned.

After taking a closer look, I was surprised to find that when the rain curtain fell on Qinglin's body for a few inches, it would bypass his body and fall from the side, and I couldn't help but exclaim: "What's going on?"

Qinglin stretched out his hand, only to see the raindrops falling from the sky, wrapping around his fingertips, not touching his body, and said with a smile: "As long as you work hard to practice the knife, these are nothing." ”

Jiang San couldn't help but sigh at all the wonders in this world, and only hated that he hadn't been able to meet Qinglin earlier, so that he would be like this.

Like a caged finch, a frog at the bottom of a well, I don't know the breadth of heaven and earth.

Along the way, Jiang San kept talking to Qinglin about his experience and insights when he was cultivating, and remembered it with his heart.

"Oops!"

Because he was too focused, he accidentally bumped into a person's body, and immediately fell to the ground, but the person did not move.

Qinglin helped him up, Jiang San rubbed his buttocks, and scolded secretly: "Who is so damn so short-sighted, I almost hit Lao Tzu's buttocks." ”

On the opposite side, an elegant man in a green coat with long sleeves and a silk scarf on his head stood quietly, silently in this dark night, and his eyes were particularly sharp.

Qinglin pulled Jiang San and whispered, "You hit someone." ”

Jiang San's face flushed: "Lao Tzu's ass is blooming, and he has nothing to do." ”

After thinking about it, it was his own fault after all, so he said to the man: "I'm sorry, I just talked to my brother and didn't pay much attention." ”

The man nodded, leaned slightly, and made way for a way.

Qinglin smiled in return and passed by Jiang San and the man.

The rain in the sky is getting heavier and heavier, wrapped in cold wind, making people's whole body cold and biting, Jiang San trotted all the way, just wanted to return to the inn early, and sleep comfortably after practicing the knife.

Qinglin suddenly grabbed him and said, "Do you want to see a real master duel?"

Jiang San was stunned: "Where is the master?"

Qinglin refers to the shore of Qingting Lake...

Qing Ting Lake, on the broken bridge, an elegant man with a silk scarf on his head, walked towards the purple figure step by step, his steps were very slow and light, almost inaudible.

The girl in purple sat cross-legged on the ground, holding an umbrella in one hand and stroking the piano in the other, and the pretty girl beside her had already retreated a few miles away, quietly looking at this side.

"You're here. ”

The girl's voice was flat and soft, and she couldn't hear joy, anger or sorrow.

The elegant man with a silk scarf tied on his head was eight feet away from the purple-clothed girl and stopped to stand.

He looked at the girl in purple, and said in a flat voice: "The young master of Wushuang City is not only peerless in appearance, but Qin is even more so. ”

The girl in purple put away the oil-paper umbrella, put it aside, stroked the strings with both hands, and smiled at the corner of her mouth:

"I heard that Mr. Qingfei is a chess skill, the crown of the dragon Yin, a skill, is even better, and the battle with people, can be used as a chessboard by heaven and earth, mountains and rivers as chess pieces, people into it, such as into the chess game, just like you play against people, all of them are undefeated in your hands. ”

Not far away, under a huge weeping willow tree by the lake, two figures are hidden in it.

Jiang San stared blankly at the two people on the bridge, and after deducing the identities of the two from their conversation, his thinking fell into a blank.

Fuqin's purple clothes, a girl with a peerless face, is actually the young master of Wushuang City!

One of the thirteen leaders of Long Yin!

Qin Kui - Singun Wushuang!

And the man in Tsing Yi with long sleeves, who collided with him with a full of arms, was actually Mr. Qing Fei, who was famous in Qing Court City, and was also one of the thirteen chess leaders of Long Yin.

I'm a good girl!

What a great identity these two people are!

Anyone who is the best in the world is the existence of the world, and today they will meet here, and it seems that they are going to fight?

Jiang San's whole person boiled instantly, it was extremely rare to be able to witness the dignity of the two of them, and now he could still watch them fight, how fortunate he was!

Qinglin looked ahead quietly, his eyes were unwavering.

After Mr. Qingfei put his hands on his back, the whole person seemed to be one with heaven and earth, and said: "The girl's five tones, six rhythms and thirteen entanglements are dedicated to breaking people's souls and hurting people invisibly, and I have admired them for a long time." ”

The girl in purple smiled without saying a word, flicking the strings between her fingers, and the whole world seemed to tremble.

Mr. Qingfei's face was solemn, his hands were not behind him, and on his body, a wave of qi surged out, and Jiang San, who was so strong that he was in the distance, just glanced at it, and felt that he was about to suffocate.

What the... It's the real master!

The girl in purple plucked the strings again, and the rain curtain in the sky stopped abruptly, just like this, stopped in the air, plucked the strings three times, and the rain curtain flowed backwards, and fell to the sky, which was really shocking!

Mr. Qingfei fixed his eyes and couldn't help but sigh: "Your Extreme Intention Realm has been perfected, it is really powerful. ”

As soon as the words fell, the rain curtain in the sky flowing backwards in the air was like a torrent river, roaring and rushing down, straight to Mr. Qingfei.

Mr. Qingfei's face was calm, looking at the amazing scene, but he just stepped forward lightly.

This step out, the stars shifted, and the world seemed to turn upside down, the earth was above, the sky was down, and the rain curtain turned sharply in front of him, returning to the original place.

The law is like heaven and earth!

Jiang San was a little dizzy, feeling that his whole body was turned up and down, a little top-heavy, Qinglin pressed his shoulder with his hand, a pair of feet seemed to take root on the ground, let his mountains and rivers turn upside down, the stars moved, and he stood still.

The sound of the piano became more and more urgent, and the purple-clothed girl's fingers stroked the strings, and suddenly, the water of Qingting Lake surged up three hundred zhang, and the waves of the sky were wrapped in thunder, overwhelming the sky, and pressed towards Mr. Qingfei.

Mr. Qingfei pointed a finger, and the lake immediately calmed down, and another point, a huge green willow rose from the ground and flew towards the girl in purple.

The purple-clothed girl plucked the string lightly, and an invisible qi flew out like a sharp blade, splitting the huge green willow in two and rushing past her sides.

Mr. Qingfei's fingers dotted a little bit, as if playing against people in this heaven and earth, those giant trees, lakes, green mountains, and rain curtains seemed to have become his chess pieces, roaring around the purple-clothed girl, surrounding her through.

The girl in purple was surrounded by enemies on all sides, blocked in all directions, she stood up suddenly, the guqin in front of her was suspended in the air, her fingers were slightly open, there was only a burst of piano sound, and everything around her body suddenly turned into powder.

A sound breath pierced through many obstacles and shot straight at Mr. Qingfei.

Mr. Qingfei's face was like water, and the sound wave that could be followed abruptly stopped in front of his forehead, like the old farmer, struggling to move forward.

The purple-clothed girl put the guqin upright at this time, the seven strings were stretched straight in her hand, and the invisible qi pressed towards the opposite side at an extremely slow speed.

Mr. Qingfei already felt a chill on his forehead, and the invisible qi continued to press towards him like a torrent.

The ground beneath his feet was cracked, and Mr. Dragonfly took a light breath and raised his other hand, which had not moved.

It's just that he suddenly saw the stubbornness on the corner of the purple-clothed girl's mouth, and suddenly sighed softly, and the whole person swept backwards.

The qi machine followed closely, and the Qing Fei retreated and retreated, until it withdrew from the broken bridge, and the terrifying qi machine that began with the sound of the piano dissipated between heaven and earth, and the fingers of the purple-clothed girl also relaxed at this moment.

Mr. Qingfei arched his hand at the purple clothes on the broken bridge and said: "The girl really lives up to her name, the sound of the piano has been integrated with the qi of heaven and earth, it is really difficult to prevent it, admire!"

The purple-clothed girl had a complicated expression: "You and I don't know the winner, why bother." ”

Mr. Qingfei smiled: "It's already you who won, when I'm your age, I'm not as good as you, the girl is better than the blue, I still have self-knowledge, there are many affairs in the city, you and I don't have it." ”

Mr. Qingfei turned away, that thin figure, how can it not be recalled, in the previous moment, between the feet--

Heaven and earth are turned upside down!

The purple-clothed girl stared at the back, and suddenly spoke: "Sir, thanks to the affection, keep it in mind, I see that your Qing court city may not be very calm recently, if you want me to make a move, Sir just speak." ”

Mr. Qingfei stopped, glanced deeply at the girl in purple, nodded, and continued to walk.

Passing by the weeping willows, I saw Qinglin and Jiang San, who had been watching under the tree, and suddenly stopped: "You are from Qingyang Town?"

Jiang San: "??"

Is he talking to me?

Is Mr. Qingfei talking to me??

Jiang San is a little floating, not arrogant, but unstable soles of his feet and feeling weak in his heart.

Mr. Qingfei was actually asking him, and Mr. Qingfei, who was known as the Thirteen Kui of Long Yin, was actually talking to him...

"Hey... Hey..."

Jiang San wanted to speak, but suddenly found that the corners of his mouth trembled, and he couldn't say anything when it came to his mouth.

Qinglin met his gaze and said calmly, "Yes." ”

Qingfei nodded, there was a strange look in his eyes, but he didn't say anything, turned and left, just as he had come before, walking quietly.

"Hey, don't go...

Hey, hey!"

Jiang San was shouting in his heart, he had a lot to say, but his legs trembled in place, and his tongue seemed to be knotted, and it was not until Mr. Qingfei left that he slowly recovered.

"Groove!"

Jiang San beat his leg hard, slapped his mouth again, and said in annoyance: "Such a famous person talks to me, I fucking look like a second fool in a mountain village who has never seen the world, my nervous legs tremble, my tongue is knotted, you say, am I too useless?"

Qinglin smiled: "I didn't say that. ”

Jiang San looked up to the sky and sighed: "What a great opportunity, I missed it in vain."

I was going to go back to Qingyang Town and brag to others, Lao Tzu is also the person who talked to Mr. Qingfei, so there is so much face, alas!"

Looking at Mr. Qingfei's blurred back, Jiang San muttered to himself: "In the future, it would be nice if I had half of his demeanor." ”

Qing court city, city gate.

Next to a moss-covered bluestone pavement.

A thousand-year-old acacia is dozens of zhang high, the width of its torso, it is breathtaking, next to it, on the top of the same towering city wall, there are two people standing quietly, looking at the shore of the Qing Dynasty Lake.

A person with a face like a crown of jade, dressed in white, holding a paper fan and shaking it gently, extremely elegant.

It was Long Yi, the white-clothed boy who came to Qing Court City with Qinglin.

Beside him, stood a tall man dressed in tight black and covered with a black silk scarf, holding a jade flute, one black and one white, in stark contrast.

Long Yi shook the folding fan in his hand and smiled: "Look at the two of them fighting, who won?"

The man in black said in a deep voice: "Qingfei seems to be forced to retreat, but it is actually better. ”