Xiao Yun and the others knew that this was always their own business, and it was okay to let others help with the problem, so it was too much to push it to others and let them participate in it, so they thanked them one by one.

Qin Muhai thought that there was nothing to do, and he was idle, so he asked to his heart: "I don't know if Senior Brother has any arrangements at night?"

"Oh?" said in a strange heart: "Senior Brother Qin has something, and the little monk is indeed idle today." ”

"Since Senior Brother doesn't have any arrangements. Qin Muhai thought about the wording for a while, and said: "Don't hide it from senior brother, this green plum, in a meeting, naturally my senior brother has to worry about it, and the younger brother only likes to speak with two palms and a single knife in his life, and he is still very self-aware at this point." If the senior brother has nothing to do, I don't know if I can have a fight, and it is inevitable that there will be some injuries and anger when I use a knife or a gun, and the younger brother has heard that the senior brother's seventy-two style of kung fu in his sleeve is really good, so I might as well let the junior brother open my eyes. ”

"Senior Brother Qin, the martial idiot really deserves his reputation, I heard that I am good at kung fu, I am afraid that your sixth brother told you. Xin Zhi smiled.

"Sixth brother, I do often boast in front of me, my heart stops my senior brother's martial arts attainments, and my heart is itching, and I have long wanted to experience the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin in person. When Qin Muhai talked about the martial arts competition, he seemed extremely concerned.

Xinzhi thought for a while, and invited: "The Meizhuang Conference was originally intended to provide a platform and opportunity for the children of the rivers and lakes of the major factions to exchange feelings and learn martial arts. It's better like this, if it's just me, the little monk is only a shallow learner, I'm afraid that I will sweep away the interest of my junior brother and fall into my Shaolin name, saying that my junior brother is fine, how about you go with me to meet the heroes of the world?"

Qin Muhai said curiously: "Heroes of the world, is there such a good place here?"

"The heroes and heroes on the rivers and lakes, there are a few who can endure loneliness and be idle, and there are also many characters with a character like you, Senior Brother Qin, he made it not the first time that the Fox Alliance Lord and the Wuyue Sword Sect held such a grand event, how could there be no arrangements. Xin Zhi explained: "In the center of this Hangzhou city, there is a Wuyue Sword Sect specially set up a martial arts hall, the book is the banner of 'meeting friends with martial arts', as long as you are not forced to force your life or play those treacherous tricks, light exercises, fists, legs, fingers, swords, guns and halberds, you can find your satisfactory opponent there." I sent Senior Brother Xinyuan to go this morning, and before I came back to find Senior Sister Cheng, I heard that it had been seventeen consecutive victories. "Xinzhi is also very proud when he says this.

"In that case, then second brother, you can go with Senior Brother Xinzhi to see and see, pay attention, start a little measured, don't offend fellow martial artists impulsively. Xiao Yun said, and asked the heart on the side again: "Senior brother, you also know the impulsive and irritable personality of my second brother, in case it is not light or heavy, please take care of it on the side, and tell my junior brother afterwards, and I will go to clean up the mess." ”

When Xinzhi heard Xiao Yun say this, he couldn't help but smile: "Senior Brother Xiao's words are serious, if Senior Brother Qin really cringes and doesn't dare to do his best, he will inevitably fall into the name of Wudang, rest assured, I will grasp the proportion here for Senior Brother." ”

"Let's go, stop talking nonsense, senior brother, please lead the way. Qin Muhai had already walked to the door and urged, "Senior brother, don't worry, second brother, I went empty-handed this time, I didn't bring a knife, I only fought with my fists and feet, and if I didn't move the sword, I wouldn't see a trace of blood." ”

"Wudang Fire Soul's earth-shattering iron palm, the little monk is fortunate today, and he can open his eyes. Xin Zhi and Qin Muhai looked at each other and smiled, and strode out of the hall.

At this time, in the hall, only Xiao Yun, Nangong Aolan and Yi Hang were left, Xiao Yun calculated the time, and said: "Gushan Meizhuang is also a little far away from here, and the other nine heads are our seniors, if I am late, it will inevitably seem that my Wudang is not respectful enough, and the nine major factions are not good-looking." Moreover, I also need to arrive a little earlier, so that I can have enough time to find an opportunity to meet with the leader of the Linghu Alliance first, if the news in Yanqing Town has been known by the Yun Gang Master or the head of Yang at this time, and ask me directly on the Qingmei Conference, at that time, it will inevitably be troublesome to explain, and it is easy to misunderstand. Therefore, I need to report the things about Ferris, Kongtong, and the beggar gang in Yanqing Town to the Lord of the Linghu Alliance in advance. Senior Sister Nangong, you and the fifth brother are waiting here for me to come back, if the sixth brother arrives, there will be no one to be found. Speaking of this, Xiao Yun said to Yi Hang alone: "Your Senior Sister Lu is unwell, if you need anything, take care of it." ”

Yi Hang nodded in agreement, but Nangong Aolan had a different opinion and said: " Senior brother, leave the fifth brother here to wait for the sixth brother Ling, and it is enough to take care of Senior Sister Lu, compared to staying here and waiting for news, I am more worried about your safety and the result of this Qingmei discussion, why don't I go with you, I think the heads of their nine major factions must also have their own disciples waiting in the village, if you really go to worship Zhuang alone, they will inevitably feel that my Wudang is not enough attention, and at the same time, they will also feel that my Wudang can't even make up an accompanying person now. ”

Xiao Yun was indeed worried in his heart, he knew that Senior Sister Nangong had always been wise, with her with her, there was also a caretaker, and if she was left in the store, the other senior brothers would go out, and if she had any disputes with Senior Sister Lu, Fifth Brother Yi's temperament would not be able to take care of her. So, nodding in agreement, leaving Yi Hang alone, the two walked out of the inn quickly.

At this time, the setting sun dissipated, and a full moon hung in the middle of the sky, but the surrounding stars were a little dim.

Xiao Yun and Nangong Aolan quickly rode out of the city, Xiao Yun once again took the road of the lonely mountain, and it was inevitable that he sighed in his heart, the last time he set foot on this road, it was ten years ago, when he was taken by the master, and there were eight uncles who were traveling with him, and at the same time, it was also the first time he saw the sister of the legendary Uncle Songjian, Zixiao Hanshuang back then, and now Mrs. Linghu, their 'Aunt Han'. He still remembers that after the Meizhuang Conference, Master and Uncle and Uncle went to attack Motian with Qunhao, and Aunt Han took him, his sixth brother and several other senior brothers back to Wudang to live, waiting for Master and others to return to the mountain in triumph.

Who knew that what was waiting for in the end was not a pleasant sound of triumph, but a letter sent up the mountain by a disciple of the Wuyue Sword Sect who was covered in blood, and the sword of the master. At that time, Senior Brother Qingxi, who managed the daily affairs on the mountain, was only in his twenties, and the people in Zixiao Palace were shocked to hear the bad news, which could be described as compassion.

"If Aunt Han is not here, arrange everything properly, I am afraid that the master will leave, and I will not feel at ease. Nangong Aolan and Xiao Yun rode together, and suddenly heard Xiao Yun say such a sentence, and was very surprised.

Xiao Yun was inspired by feelings, so he blurted out, looked at the puzzled face of his senior sister beside him, and explained casually: "It's nothing, I just thought of some things on Wudang Mountain ten years ago, and we owe Aunt Han a great favor." ”

Nangong Aolan is already ice and snow smart, Xiao Yun said this in a few words, she also knew that the senior brother was revisiting the old land, and she was a little thoughtful, so she comforted: "Nine days of purple cranes flying, a sword through the frost." Aunt Han, forever, is the pride of our Wudang. Speaking of this, Nangong Aolan said again: "Senior brother, according to the little sister, if Aunt Han is also in Meizhuang at this time, we might as well ventilate before her about Yanqing Town." ”

Xiao Yun nodded in agreement and said, "That's naturally the best, no matter what Aunt Han says, she is also half a Wudang disciple, she has no reason not to believe us." Then he shook his head, collected his mind, and wanted to get rid of all the miscellaneous injuries that would affect his judgment. He knew in his heart that the lonely mountain plum village that could already faintly see the lights in front of him, waiting for his green plum discussion, although it must be peaceful, but the sword light and sword shadow in it would not be easier than any battle he had experienced in the past three years.

Not long after, the two of them have come to the door of Meizhuang, compared to the time when Xiao Yun followed his master ten years ago, the scale is much larger, and it seems more magnificent.

A disciple of the Wuyue Sword Sect had already stepped forward to greet him, the two of them dismounted, handed over the post, and the person who came looked at it a few times, and said respectfully: "It turned out to be Senior Brother Yu Xiaozi and Senior Sister Bingxianzi of Wudang, please wait with me in the living room for a while, and I will go to inform Master Linghu later." ”

Xiao Yun replied lightly and asked, "Dare to ask what this senior brother is called?"

The young man who received him, about twenty years old, looked handsome, listened to Xiao Yun's question, and replied respectfully: "Below is Wu Jianhuan, a disciple of the head of the Songshan King, and the senior brother can call it casually." Is Senior Brother Xiao here to participate in the Qingmei Discussion? It was a little early, and the other eight leaders had not yet arrived. ”

Xiao Yun said: "Don't worry, Senior Brother Wu, I'll report it first, just say that after the end of Wudang, Xiao Yun and Nangong Aolan will come to visit Aunt Han. ”

Wu Jianhuan replied: "It's unfortunate that the two of you came, the wife of the alliance leader took Senior Sister Linghu to Hangzhou City to meet all the martial arts seniors, I just left, I'm afraid I will have to come back later." ”

Xiao Yun looked at Nangong Aolan, and saw a slight disappointment in the other party's expression, Xiao Yun said again: "In this case, Senior Aunt Han is not here, and Uncle Linghu is the same. ”

"Okay, senior brother, senior sister, you two wait here, junior brother, I will go. As he spoke, he walked out quickly, thinking that he had gone to report.

"Senior brother, do you say that I will avoid it for a while, or will I just wait by the side. Nangong Aolan asked.

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