Chapter 11: The Lodge
"You really don't have any common sense...... Zhao Qingqiu licked the rock sugar gourd, and said vaguely.
Mo Haoqiong was very distressed and touched the money bag that was even more deflated, and said sadly: "I rarely leave Sword Valley, and the outside world is almost blank in my mind. Not to mention this Tiger Fu Villa, I don't even know anything about the major events in the court. ”
Hearing Mo Haoqiong's last words, Zhao Qingqiu's eyes flickered slightly.
Crowded streets. The surrounding restaurants and shops are staggered, and the hawkers shout one after another, and the crowd is bustling, so it is not lively.
Mo Haoqiong put away the money bag and looked around. "Hufu Villa, I thought it was on the mountain when I heard the name, but I really didn't expect it to be at the foot of the mountain, or near such a lively place. ”
Zhao Qingqiu spit out a nucleus, "This place is only three miles away from Jingxi Town, I really didn't expect you to live in such a snail." Tiger Fu Villa, since the tiger wants to be ambushed, it can't be swaggering on the top of the mountain, but can only be at the foot of the mountain. ”
Zhao Qingqiu secretly glanced at Mo Haoqiong, and his face was expressionless.
"Okay, I won't tease you, in fact, the meaning of Hufu Villa is actually that even if the person who comes is like a tiger, he has to lie down in this villa. But I don't know why it's called a mountain villa......"
"This mountain villa is so powerful, then why do you still drive Sect Master Song and Sect Master Zhou back to the mountain? What if my life is not guaranteed?" Mo Haoqiong was still expressionless, but his tone was very resentful.
"Hey, as one of the Twelve Noble Path Masters, Sword Valley should always have a large sect leader, and he can't dispatch the three sect masters for a small Hufu Mountain Villa. ”
"Then I haven't come out yet?" Mo Haoqiong didn't understand very well.
"You are now a disciple of the Qi Sect Ji Jingming, I am a disciple of the Sword Sect Wu Youjian, the three sect masters are cold and arrogant and do not come forward, do you understand?" Zhao Qingqiu spit out another core, stretched out his left hand and knocked on the precious long sword that Mo Haoqiong was holding in his arms, and said.
But she asked him to change his name, not for this.
Mo Haoqiong's experience in the rivers and lakes was blank, and he could only nod his head like a chicken pecking rice and obey Zhao Qingqiu's words.
The streets are crowded with people, lively and noisy. In order to avoid trouble, the two almost face to face when they need to talk. Mo Haoqionghan's expression was as usual, and Zhao Qingqiu had already begun to blush.
In the eyes of outsiders, he is a very affectionate person.
Zhao Qingqiu didn't look over his head and bit the round rock sugar gourd.
Zhao Qingqiu quietly clenched Mo Haoqiong's hand.
"Then when are we going to go to the Tiger Castle? If we don't go, it may be too late. Mo Haoqiong tilted his head and asked.
Zhao Qingqiu's face was almost red, "We are from Sword Valley, and we belong to the arrogant kind." Even if you are late, it makes sense. So...... You'll walk with me again...... Don't be in such a hurry...... Na, look at this street, I really want to go to Hufu Villa early, and no one here is in a hurry, is there. ”
The two little hands are getting tighter and tighter.
At this moment, chickens and dogs jumped behind the two, and an untimely voice shouted: "Give me a quick dodge, master, I'm busy going to Hufu Villa, don't stop the master!"
A young master-like man rode a black horse, and whipped his horse highly, which was really strange to say, although there were constant scolding and surprises everywhere, but this horse's feet were like long eyes, and he had not yet bumped into a person.
And although the crowd was noisy, the surrounding shops were not strange, as if they had already known the temperament of the person, so the business man calmly pulled the indignant chivalrous man down, the whole clutter was still as usual, and the Liba who carried the goods was still carried, and he was not afraid that the young master would hit the goods.
"Strange people and strange things, the rivers and lakes are really wonderful. Mo Haoqiong was amazed.
Zhao Qingqiu felt disgusted by this person's words to her, for the sake of the young master not bumping into the people, he just clasped his hands to express his anger, and did not step forward to fight for righteousness.
"This Hufu Villa is so famous, let's hurry up and take a look, your master and I have never seen the world, please." Mo Haoqiong bowed his head in pleading, and his long hair fell and occasionally swept across Zhao Qingqiu's face.
Zhao Qingqiu's face was ripe, and he moved Mo Haoqiong's face away with a trembling hand, "Okay...... If you want to go, let's go together. ”
Mo Haoqiong pulled her hand and walked forward, while Zhao Qingqiu was led by him. Because her skull is about to burn out, she only has the word cute in her head at the moment.
In the hidden place on the street corner, a long-haired girl saw the whole scene, clenched her fists hatefully, and someone in the shadow inside wordlessly stretched out a hand and pulled the hateful her into it unwillingly.
Tiger Lodge.
Mo Haoqiong entered the city like a countryman, and was shocked by the exquisite arrangement of Hufu Villa.
And Zhao Qingqiu was very speechless and kept persuading a certain division to move forward quickly.
On the periphery of Hufu Villa, there is only one beautiful fool and a girl who has seen too much wind and rain.
After passing through the stone road with green grass, walking through the inner courtyard with rockeries and small lakes, walking through the martial arts training ground with complete swords, guns and wooden people, walking through the houses with folk customs and folk customs and art, and finally arrived at the important place of Hufu Villa.
There is a large high platform in the middle, and there are two people competing on it. There is a circle of old wooden chairs around the high platform, but this position does not match the number of people at all. Obviously, countless people were standing, but on the side of the high platform from the main house of the villa, there was a chair vacant.
"It's strange and weird...... Mo Haoqiong rubbed his chin and stared at that person, "Why is there no one sitting there......"
Zhao Qingqiu looked around at the old chair and found that the number of wooden chairs was fourteen.
"If you want to invite Hufu Villa to the banquet, the only big man in the Southwest Righteous Road is Sword Valley, and the remaining slightly famous is the fast horse dart shop, and then there are a few wealthy business bosses with a little power in the vicinity, exactly fourteen. What the hell is this Tiger Castle doing......"
Zhao Qingqiu was thinking about it, and before she knew it, she had been pulled by Mo Haoqiong to the wooden chair that symbolized the big man, and pressed her to sit down.
Zhao Qingqiu reacted, I don't know if it was because she was looked at or because of the temperature of those two slender hands, she was very shy. Lightly cover your rosy face with your hands, and sit upright.
Zhao Qingqiu did not exude like Mo Haoqiong today, with long hair tied up, and his heroic posture was cool.
The old man on an old chair behind him smiled and said to the young master who had just arrived on horseback beside him:
"Look at other people's maids, how good they are to her son-in-law, how can they be like you, so bad to your grandfather and me, dare to be late today!"
"Grandpa, you're looking the other way around. The young master smiled awkwardly.
"The old man's eyesight is good!" the old man blew his beard and glared.
Another wooden chair. A richly dressed middle-aged man rubbed the relics in his hand, his eyes as sharp as knives. The two maids on his left and right buried their heads very low, not daring to look at him.
"Disciple of Sword Valley, you really came......
In fact, except for those who have a heart, only a few people find that there are already people sitting on the vacated chair, because the stage is hot at this time.
A man with a stubble on his face wielded two double-edged axes, wielding a tiger and a tiger in the wind, while the other was a white-robed swordsman with a sword, soft and soft, and under the attack of the double-edged axe like a mountain, his soft sword was the stream in the mountain, swimming around the mountain.
The big man grasped the looming flaw of the swordsman, and threw the axe in his right hand out of his hand, and the blade of the axe broke through the air. There is a small chain at the end of the axe, which is attached to the big man's bracelet, so that the axe can be released and controlled.
The swordsman smiled chicly, the back of his left foot was filled with internal force and stuck to the ground, and his body fell backwards, making his whole body look like lying on his back without touching the ground, narrowly dodging this flying axe.
Dahan noticed that something was wrong, pulled his right hand sharply, the axe was withdrawn, and his left hand was cut down with an axe.
This axe is attached to the white light, and it is the full force of this big man's blow!
The swordsman's left foot stuck to the ground and his body turned away like a circle, dodging the axe. The moment the axe hit the ground, the big man laughed and shouted:
"Willow Fly!"
The double-edged axe in his hand was white and bright, and the very heavy axe became as soft as catkins, and the big man easily transformed the blade of the axe and slashed horizontally.
"Good!"
The big guy on the chair applauded.
The swordsman did not panic, and his sticky left foot immediately released, and the whole person floated into the air, dodging the axe. And the big man also reacted quickly, and while the white light on the axe was still there, he moved the direction and cut it again.
The swordsman's whole person was floating in the air at this time.
The soft sword in his right hand is as strong as a flying feather.
"White crane wings!"
In an instant, the swordsman had landed. Gently retracting the soft sword, the white feathers formed by the internal force behind him gradually dissipated.
A crack slanted out of the big man's cloth and broke off, but there was no scar on his skin.
The audience was silent for a while, and there were countless passionate applause. The white-robed swordsman bowed slightly to watch the big man leave the arena lonely, and when he smiled at the applause of the audience, he saw the chair that should have been empty.
In the cheers of the audience, he pulled out the soft sword that had been withdrawn and pointed at Zhao Qingqiu, who was already squinting in the audience.
"Liu Rongjie, who is scattered in Xiajianghu, also invites people in Sword Valley to ......"
"Don't hesitate to teach. ”