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Yang Youji said: "Elder He, you are really old-hearted, do your best to peek at other people's little girls!"

He Ping smiled: "Brother, it wasn't me peeking at her at that time. Just because she was standing next to the Yunhuang County Lord, I just looked at it twice. ”

As soon as He Ping finished saying this, he suddenly seemed to wake up for something, and said to Yan Long: "Do you know this woman in yellow shirt too?"

Yan Long shook his head and said, "I don't know." ”

"Then how do you know that she is from the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion?"

Yan Long said: "Because of the sword in her hand!"

He Ping looked at the long cloth bag in the hand of the woman in the yellow shirt and said, "Is that the thing?"

"Exactly. If my expectations are correct, this sword is the 'Qiu Li Sword' used by Tang Baihua, the Seven Absolute Divine Monarchs, back then, and its sword aura is like a deep spring in the ground, deep and cold to the bone. Yan Long said.

At this time, it was He Ping's turn and Yang Youji to look at Yan Long with suspicious eyes and said, "Through the cloth, you can tell what kind of sword it is?!"

Yan Long said lightly: "I can't see it, it's just a feeling!"

The detection and identification program of the God Killing System has a very powerful identification function for the identification of items, especially for a famous product like the "Qiu Li Sword", it is not difficult to identify it through the aura.

At this time, Rong Kuohai, the young head of Kongtong, said to the woman in the yellow shirt: "May I ask who the girl is?

The woman in the yellow shirt didn't say anything, she only took out a jade plaque from her arms, held it in her palm and showed it to Rong Kuohai, only to see the jade plaque engraved with the words: "Lingxiao Sword Pavilion".

Rong Kuohai knew the token of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, and his face changed greatly. When he came to Yongping Mansion this time, he wanted to compete for the throne at the Sword Pavilion Sword Conference, but he was just a little girl in the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, and she easily broke the Panlong Breaking Sky that she claimed to be the strongest killer move, and she couldn't help but feel ashamed and lost in her heart, and her face looked blue and red for a while, and he snorted: "This ...... This ......"

The woman in the yellow shirt said: "Your swordsmanship has been established, but your heart is frivolous, so ambitious, the swordsmanship is fierce but not rigid, and the sword momentum is fast and inaccurate." The Flying Dragon Great Nine Style is a rare exquisite sword move in the world. But you have wasted such a good swordsmanship. You need to know that if you don't practice your sword moves, you will never be able to do what you want. After that, I advise you not to go to the Sword Conference, otherwise I am afraid that you will lose your life. ”

Rong Kuohai listened, lowered his head in shame, and walked out of the wine shop silently.

Zhang Shiwen wanted to ask the woman in the yellow shirt something again, but the woman in the yellow shirt turned back to him and said: "Your light skills are good, but it's a pity that you focus too much on the chic and good-looking body style, and ignore the basic skills of the legs and waist." That's not what your master taught you!"

Zhang Shiwen clenched his fists in shame and bowed his head and said, "Thank you sister for your teachings, may I ask my sister's surname?"

The woman in the yellow shirt smiled: "I'm not as old as you, what kind of sister is it?" My name is Linglong, and I am the daughter of the lord of Yunhuang. ”

Zhang Shiwen listened, stared at her in a daze, and didn't want to leave.

Linglong smiled heartily: "What are you looking at? ”

"Oh!" Zhang Shiwen replied, just about to leave.

Linglong suddenly stopped him again, and Zhang Shiwen turned around with a confused look and said, "Sister Linglong, what's the matter?"

Seeing his funny expression, Linglong couldn't help but smile and said, "You guys have such a big fight, you are about to tear down the shop's house, and you have rotten the tables, chairs, and stools all over the floor, do you want to leave like this?"

"Oh!" Zhang Shiwen came back to his senses, took out a silver ticket from his arms, compensated the owner of the wine shop, and left.

Seeing that there was no drama to watch, all the drinkers returned to their seats, and Linglong also returned to his own wine table.

Yan Long looked at her figure and said secretly: "This girl is kind and cute. I just don't know what kind of person her master, Lord Yunhuang, is?"

Before Linglong sat down, He Ping had already spoken, and he said, "Linglong girl, our Changkong Gang and Lingxiao Sword Pavilion are also related, why don't you come over and drink together, how about it?"

Linglong was also annoyed that He Ping had just counted that he was a big dog, and his nose wrinkled and said, "Hmph, old man, you can drink it by yourself, I won't go over." ”

He Ping sighed and hurriedly drank a large bowl of wine to hide the embarrassed expression on his face. Yoyuki smiled and drank a large bowl of wine with him.

Yan Long said to Linglong, "Is Miss Linglong waiting for someone?"

Linglong listened, glanced at Yan Long and said, "How do you know?"

Yan Long said with a smile: "The wine and vegetables on the girl's table are cold, but the girl is unaware of it, whenever someone with a light body passes by outside the wine shop, the girl will definitely glance out unconsciously." Is the girl waiting for her sweetheart?"

"Not really. Linglong said shyly. Then, she raised her head, looked at Yan Long and said, "Deputy Hall Master Yan, I'm just waiting for an old man, in order to fulfill one of his wishes." ”

"We don't know each other all our lives, do you know that my name is Yan Long?" asked Yan Long strangely.

"Don't you also know that I'm from the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion?" Linglong pouted and cross-examined. The conversation of Yan Long and the others did not deliberately lower their voices, and was heard by her.

Yan Long smiled: "I just guessed a rough idea. I wonder if the girl is holding the 'Qiu Li Sword'?"

Linglong said: "Exactly." Yan Gongzi has good eyesight. ”

Yan Long said: "I heard that this sword is one of the fifty famous swords in the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, it is extremely rare, but I didn't expect it to be the sword that Linglong girl carried around. ”

For some reason, there was a hint of gloom in Linglong's eyes. She said sadly, "No, this sword is not mine. I'm just going to give it to someone else on the orders of the county lord. ”

Yan Long asked, "Who do you want to give it to?"

Linglong didn't answer, her eyes looked at the door of the wine shop.

Yan Long and the three of them followed her gaze and also looked at the gate together.

I saw that on the snowy shore by the lake, there was a lonely young man who was as lonely as snow and strode forward.

His figure was thin, his face was handsome, and his expression was proud, and although his white clothes were no longer ragged, his expression still looked like that of a noble prince who was going to the palace for a banquet. He held a sword in his left hand, and in his right hand he carried a square box wrapped in cloth.

Seeing the anticipation on Linglong's face, Yan Long knew that it was this young man she was waiting for.

At this time, He Ping spoke, he looked at the young man who walked into the felt tent in the wind and snow and said, "I know this person. ”

"Who is he?"

"His name is Nangong Wuxian!" Before He Ping could speak, Linglong said as if talking to herself.

Nangong was unharmed, the first heir of the Nangong family, he was born weak, and was later saved by a divine doctor to survive. His parents took pity on him, so he named him No Injury.

His sword was as famous as his family background, it was so prominent, so dazzling, until three years ago, his father Nangong Ning was defeated by Zuo Xingtang of the Qingfeng Sword Sect.

His sword had just changed, and it had become gloomy and full of murderous intent.

Now, here he is, with a sword in his hand and a murderous aura all over his body. (To be continued.) )