As mentioned last time: Gui Xuerou used "tricks" to make the relationship between Yue Xingchen and Lin Ziquan, who was already in love with each other, clearer, and she herself inadvertently showed a little good impression of Du Shaoyang.

Henan, very close to Hebei, where the capital is located, is bred with a profound sect of swordsmanship. This sect has taken root and established itself on the ethereal and topless Qingxu Mountain, and it is called the "Qingxu School".

"Yawn, yawn, yawn!" Du Shaoyang sneezed three times in a row, he frowned, and rubbed his nose back and forth with the index fingers of both hands. Du Shaoyang shook his head lightly and said, "What the hell is going on, early in the morning, the air on our Qingxu Mountain is so good, why does this nose keep itching." As soon as he finished speaking, he sneezed again. Du Shaoyang's expression was helpless, he sighed, and said, "It seems that the luck has been bad recently!" At this time, Li Qingshuang passed by Du Shaoyang with a wooden basin full of clothes, and said with a smile: "Brother Shaoyang, you can't catch a cold, right?" Du Shaoyang put aside the dust-sealing sword in his hand, turned back and forth a few times, and said, "How come, Qing'er, my body has always been okay, it is impossible to catch a cold." Li Qingshuang disagreed, with a worried look on his face, and said: "Brother Shaoyang, you have gotten up to practice swords before dawn recently, this is almost late autumn weather, not to mention that our Qingxu Mountain is cooler in the morning, you practice swords and sweat, and you are blown by this cold mountain wind, no matter how good your body is, you will catch a cold sooner or later." Du Shaoyang saw that Li Qingshuang was still so concerned about himself, or so meticulous, his heart suddenly warmed, and his nose suddenly didn't feel itchy, he rubbed his eyes and said with a smile: "I know that Qing'er is the best for me, you can rest assured, I will pay more attention to my body." After practicing the sword later, I will go to the pharmacy to boil ten thousand bitter medicines and take a sip, and keep it for tonight. Li Qingshuang put down the wooden basin, wiped the sweat on Du Shaoyang's face with his sleeve, and asked, "Brother Shaoyang, I know that although you are diligent in practicing martial arts on weekdays, you are not as hard as you have been working so hard recently. Every time I see you and Uncle Taixu talking, my expression becomes solemn, what is going on? You really haven't laughed happily for a while. Du Shaoyang looked at Li Qingshuang blankly, his brows furrowed, and after a while, he said solemnly: "Qing'er, in fact, nothing special has happened recently. But in a few days, I am afraid that one person will come to our sect to challenge swordsmanship. Uncle Shi he is old, to deal with the juniors of the martial arts, he is unwilling to use all his internal strength to fight, which makes his swordsmanship receive a certain degree of imprisonment, if he meets the general master, he can still deal with it freely, but when he meets the top master, I am afraid that Uncle Shi will suffer, the last time the martial arts conference quarterfinals against Wan Tianba was the best example. The injury last time had already made his old man recuperate for so many days before he was about to heal, so this time I don't want to let his old man come out to deal with these disputes. Speaking of this, he couldn't help but turn sideways again, not wanting Qing'er to see a trace of sadness on his face, Li Qingshuang held Du Shaoyang's hand and sent him warmth.

Du Shaoyang gently stroked Li Qingshuang's slightly rough little hand and said, "Qing'er, for so many years, you have taken care of me for laundry, food, and daily life, and your hands are all wrinkled. Li Qingshuang slowly retracted his right hand and said in a low voice: "Brother Shaoyang, we still have to worry about this. Qing'er is in trouble, and you will protect me and save me as soon as possible, won't you?" Du Shaoyang smiled and nodded, and said: "This is natural, if anyone dares to hurt my Qing'er, I will definitely knock them all down with three punches and two kicks." Li Qingshuang gently pushed him, and said with a blushing face: "Brother Shaoyang, you are not serious again." Du Shaoyang laughed happily, yes, even he himself realized that he hadn't laughed so happily for a long time.

Du Shaoyang pulled Li Qingshuang to the side and sat down on the ground, looked at the clouds and mist trees in the mountains, and said: "Back then, the master fought with the six-pointed star immortal for a whole day and a night, and in the end, although he defeated that person by half a move, his spirit and spirit were basically exhausted, and he was over half a hundred years old, and his recovery ability was far inferior to that of his prime, so he finally failed to survive and left us. And this time, the situation is exactly the same as back then. Let me tell you the truth, for more than a month, there has been a young swordsman with superb swordsmanship in the rivers and lakes, and he is looking for people to compete with swords, just to face his swordsmanship is the first in today's martial arts. I heard from the junior brother who went down the mountain to inquire about the news that this person is called the 'white-haired demon boy', and he is the Shandong Yujian Sect that is as famous as our Qingxu faction. And before he left the sect, he had fought with his master's 'Sword Shock Bafang' Tan Boxiong's senior, do you guess the result?" Li Qingshuang looked at Du Shaoyang's solemn expression, and guessed a little in his heart, and said: "Could it be that this white-haired demon boy actually defeated his master?" Du Shaoyang nodded, sighed again, and continued: "Yes, but not only that, he actually killed his master with his own hands. Li Qingshuang's eyes widened when she heard this, and she was shocked. Du Shaoyang patted her on the back lightly, and said: "Killing the teacher, in the rivers and lakes is the most hateful, shameful and inhumane behavior, although we don't know the specific situation, but I heard Uncle Shi say that Tan Boxiong's predecessor's swordsmanship can be compared with him and even the ancestor who is called the 'Sword God' in the rivers and lakes. A few days ago, he had already set out from Shandong, looking for a sword training sect along the road to compete, presumably not out of this month, we will come to Qingxu Mountain to ask our sect for a lesson or two. Speaking of this, Du Shaoyang couldn't help but stand up and look into the distance, as if he could see the figure of the white-haired demon boy, and said: "If he really comes, our sect should not fight, and it will definitely be laughed at by the Jianghu people, and it will be said that our sect has fallen and no one is there, so we have to fight." In order not to let Uncle Shi take any more adventures, I am the only one to fight, so I have been practicing my sword frequently recently, and I am extremely diligent!"

After listening to Du Shaoyang's words, Li Qingshuang's face suddenly turned pale, and said: "Brother Shaoyang, you want to duel with that white-haired demon boy who has no humanity? Unless he doesn't come, this decisive battle will be a matter of time. But Qing'er, you don't have to worry too much, even if he has the ability to reach the sky, your brother Shaoyang will not have a trace of fear. You know, my sword confidence won't lose to anyone. What's more, he must have been tired and tired from challenging others along the way, and I had eaten and slept well on the mountains all day long, and fought with him in our own territory, and I had already outperformed him by at least two percent. Li Qingshuang bit her lower lip and said, "Brother Shaoyang, even so, I don't want to see you in any danger." Do you know how worried I was last time at the Death Gate, when you almost lost your life to save me. With that, crystal tears slipped from the corners of her eyes. Du Shaoyang gently held her in his arms, wiped away her tears with his hand, and said with a smile: "Silly Qing'er, you know the strength of your brother Shaoyang best, and I won't lose to him easily." Take 10,000 steps back and say, if I feel that I can't beat him, I will also take the initiative to admit defeat. Believe me, this self-protection ability is still there. Li Qingshuang sobbed and choked up, "Really?" Du Shaoyang gently touched her hair and said categorically: "When did Brother Shaoyang lie to you." Okay, okay, don't cry, go and take my clothes to dry, the clouds will soon disperse, the sun will come out, I don't want to have no clothes to wear tonight. Li Qingshuang was amused by what he said again, nodded slightly, and said, "Okay, I'll go first." Du Shaoyang responded, picked up the dust sealing sword again, and practiced a set of swordsmanship...

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