Chapter 9 Tsing Yi

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Dongfang Zhuo looked at the group of people in front of him, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Who is here?"

The first man in black said in a neutral voice, "Your Yellow Spring Guide!"

Dongfang Zhuo's eyes turned cold, and he said: "If you want to take my life, it depends on whether you have the ability to do it, God has asked for my name for 21 years and hasn't taken it away, just you, become my sword soul!"

Dongfang Zhuo's ice attribute aura was obviously much stronger in the evening than at noon, and the frost snowflakes fell from the sky and hit the robbers without warning, they thought it was nothing at first, but this kid was pretending to be a ghost, but after a while, they immediately panicked, because they found that these small snowflakes could instantly freeze their body functions.

Dongfang Zhuo's eyes became extremely blue, and since he had cultivated the Qi Technique "Wind and Snow Moon", he had become more and more proficient in using the power of his family lineage.

Dongfang Zhuo smiled and said something roughly equal to the temperature at this time, which made those robbers who didn't have long eyes all frightened, "This gift, do you like it?"

Not surprisingly, the robbers were all turned into lifeless ice sculptures, and their faces were extremely hideous, as if they had seen something terrible in their lives.

These robbers are like painless mosquito bites, at most it is just to make Dongfang Zhuo more proficient in the use of qi, since then, there is an extra swordsman named "Xueyue Scholar" on the rivers and lakes, he kills people without seeing blood, and the saber on his body seems to be an ornament, so the people in the rivers and lakes think that this Xueyue scholar is an embroidered pillow who can't use a sword and can only put up a flower shelf, no matter how good the use of qi is?

Dongfang Zhuo couldn't cry or laugh when he heard the news, who said that he didn't see blood when he killed people? It was just that the snow was so heavy that it covered up all the blood stains on the ground! Who said that he didn't know swordsmanship and only knew qi arts? Those robbers all died under his sword!

The first time he killed someone, Dongfang Zhuo saw the scarlet blood gushing out, and when he saw the scene of the bean flower-like ** mixed with blood splashing, he had no timidity and desire to vomit, as if he was just doing something so ordinary that it couldn't be ordinary anymore, the reason why he was able to be in such a state of mind was that the bigger reason was because Young Master Dongfang knew that there would only be more innocent people who died in their hands than these people, not less!

Dongfang Zhuo looked at the endless green in front of him and muttered to himself: "Tsing Yi, I'm here!"

This day should have been a very ordinary day, but somewhere in Qingzhou was very lively, not because of anything else, but because a distinguished guest came to visit, and that distinguished guest would probably be their uncle!

Qing Ang looked at the fast horse coming from the west, and said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for many years, and the young master of the East is already a monk in the Void Underworld, it's really rare." ”

Come, Dongfang Zhuo, the eldest son of Dongfang Dawn!

Young Master Dongfang jumped off the horse, arched his hand at Qing Ang and the Qingzhou monk behind Qing Ang, and said, "Uncle Qing and you are waiting for me here, the younger generation is really flattered. ”

Qing Ang shook his head with a smile and said, "You are still bookish as when you were a child, but now you are different, like a young man, you can hold up a piece of the sky by yourself." ”

Dongfang Zhuo smiled shyly and asked curiously, "Uncle Qing, ...... girl in Tsing Yi?"

Qing Ang laughed and scolded, "Boy, I know that you didn't have a good heart when you came over! The girl in Tsing Yi is waiting for you in the village, the girl is thin-skinned and embarrassed to come out, let's go, enter the village, and my uncle will cook you some delicious food." ”

Dongfang Zhuo smiled and said, "Thank you Uncle Qing for your kindness, I was also a little hungry when I came." ”

On the way back to the village, Qing Ang involuntarily leaned towards Dongfang Zhuo, he himself found out about this, and said with some doubts: "Why do I have a feeling of being close to you, this feeling seems to come from the depths of my soul......"

Dongfang Zhuo thought for a moment and said with a smile: "Maybe it's because the junior is the reason for the water attribute mutation aura, right?"

Qing Ang sighed and said, "I see, it's not strange, your family is all mutated aura, what is your mutated aura?"

Dongfang Zhuo spread out his palm, and an ice crystal floated in Dongfang Zhuo's palm, and said, "Water attribute mutation aura, ice aura." ”

Qing Ang glanced at the long sword on Dongfang Zhuo's waist, and instantly understood something, and said in surprise: "Could you be the Xueyue scholar who is widely spread in the rivers and lakes?"

Dongfang Zhuo nodded and said with a smile: "I can't hide anything from Uncle Qing." ”

Qing Ang nodded admiringly and said, "You kid is good, you can break through the rivers and lakes with just the strength of the early stage of the void." ”

Dongfang Zhuo smiled, did not speak, there is also an organization among the monks in Qingzhou, at present, Qingzhou is divided into three forces, Qingang on the west side of Qingzhou, although the overall strength is not strong, but their connections are very wide, many big families have more or less some relationship with Qingang, and it is precisely because of this that Qingang will meet the head of the Dongfang Dawn family under the introduction of a friend, and become a good friend with Dongfang Xiaoxiao, if it were not for this, he Qingang loves his daughter so much, how can he bear to let his daughter's aura be passed on to others?

Qing Ang said seriously: "Boy, your father and I married you and Rong'er at the beginning, and the marriage book is still there, don't think about repaying the debt." ”

Dongfang Zhuo, who was walking, suddenly stumbled, Rong'er is Tsing Yi's nickname, this is what Dongfang Zhuo knows, and Tsing Yi personally told him, Dongfang Young Master heard Qing Ang's words like a thunderbolt, and said with a stammer: "What...... What? I...... How can I, not ...... Don't know?"

Seeing Dongfang Zhuo's embarrassment, Qing Ang smiled slightly and said, "You don't want to?"

Dongfang Zhuo's face turned red and said, "Of course I want to, but ......"

Dongfang Zhuo's expression suddenly fell lonely, and Qing Ang naturally knew why, he said softly: "It doesn't matter, since you have been in love with each other since you were a child, even if you can only live for a few years? ”

Dongfang Zhuo blinked and said, "Uncle Qing, but my illness has almost been cured. ”

Qing Ang's tiger body was shocked, stared at Dongfang Zhuo, and asked, "You didn't lie to me?

Dongfang Zhuo said with a smile: "It was a Golden Immortal Stage master who was about to die who cured me, and after curing me, he was feathered." ”

Qing Ang slapped Dongfang Zhuo's head, unable to express his excitement, and said, "You kid, don't say it sooner if you're cured, you'll scare me to death." ”

Dongfang Zhuo tilted his head and said, "But I went to Youzhou again and asked the people of the Shura tribe to give me a pit, so it means that I was not cured." ”

Qing Ang was stunned again, slapped Dongfang Zhuo's head again, and said with hatred: "What are you doing in Youzhou when you kid has nothing to do?! Jin Xian! I can't see it in my life! You bastard, I really want to slap you to death for Dawn!"

Dongfang Zhuo didn't speak, looked up, and saw a woman standing in front, she was wearing green clothes, barefoot, her eyes were full of aura, she looked like a woman in her twenties, she was also looking at Dongfang Zhuo, after seeing her, Dongfang Zhuo smiled, and the woman also smiled, although more than ten years have passed, but when they meet again, the two of them still remember each other, worrying about each other, after fifteen years, the two of them finally met again.