This Purple Mountain, also known as Zhong Mountain, is one of the important mountain ranges in the south of Nanjing, although it is not very precipitous, but the tiger is in the dragon plate, the weather is thousands, and there is a bit of the wind of the king. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Although it is already winter, the pine and cypress are also a little verdant.

Ji Jianyun and his entourage walked up the mountain, and along the way, they could see chivalrous heroes from all walks of life, in groups of three or five, all happily walking up the mountain, discussing the affairs of the master of the Qinghong Gate.

A bearded guest shouted loudly: "What is the name of this Qinghong Gate master Lan Yiyi, it is said that he was born as a hibiscus out of the water, just like a fairy in the world." We just can't marry her, and it's good to be in front of her every day. ”

Seeing that he had no prospects, a white-robed swordsman in the company replied: "That's not necessarily, in case our martial arts are one level higher than hers, wouldn't it be better to marry her home!"

After hearing this, the bearded guest sneered: "Brother Chen, you don't pee and take care of yourself, how can He De marry a woman like the Blue Gate Master! Let's be our spectators honestly, be careful of losing your head!"

The white-robed swordsman surnamed Chen stopped talking, and fantasized about the beautiful situation after he hugged the beauty.

Yan Shiqi laughed at the shallowness of these men: "Cough, I don't even know what other girls look like, so I salivate to kiss them." Some men are really cheap and come home!"

He Yanqi said: "Sister Yan, I guess this blue girl must be outstanding in appearance, and her martial arts must not be weak! I really want to meet this girl sooner!"

Ji Jianyun was afraid that Yan Shiqi would say something unpleasant, so he said: "Let's hurry up! Heroes from all walks of life on the rivers and lakes have arrived, it must be very lively! Sister Yan, don't you like to be lively the most?!"

The group quickened their pace and hurried to the top of the mountain.

It is really a lively scene, sitting west and facing east, a large ring has been set up, the lights are colorful, and there is a scene of flowers. A group of strong men are playing splendid drums on all sides, and the sound is shaking the sky. Heroes from all walks of life are already crowded, some are sitting, some are standing, and they are all eagerly waiting for the appearance of the Blue Gate Lord.

As the crescent moon rises higher and higher, people's eagerness becomes more and more intense. Suddenly, the white-robed swordsman surnamed Chen shouted: "Ahem, why don't you see the shadow of the Blue Gate Master?

Everyone coaxed below, but heard a woman's voice shouting, "Who dares to be so presumptuous!" but as if everything that had just happened happened in front of her eyes, she flew directly in front of the white-robed swordsman surnamed Chen, gave him a resounding slap, and said slowly, "Our master is also what you and others can see if you want." ”

The white-robed swordsman thought that his martial arts were not weak, and he had no chance to dodge at all, and he was stunned: this woman's martial arts were so superb.

There is such an encounter in the rivers and lakes, I am afraid that I will laugh and be generous. Self-esteem is damaged, this is a taboo for ordinary men, the white-robed swordsman surnamed Chen scolded: "Who are you?

The purple-shirted woman gently stroked her palm, grabbed the sword of the white-robed swordsman, and cut off his ears with a wave of her hand: "Today is a good day for the master of the sect to compete and recruit sons-in-law, otherwise I will kill you!"

The white-robed swordsman had a bloody head, so it was so scary that he covered his ears and ran away.

Many people were stunned by the scene in front of them, not knowing what kind of terrifying events would happen next, and some of the people who came to see the excitement were silent, just quietly waiting for the appearance of the blue and red door masters. Some people who believe that they are strong in martial arts also have their own little calculations, the girls of this master are so powerful, her martial arts are naturally unfathomable, let's look at the situation.

But this Yan Shiqi couldn't hold back his temperament, and shouted: "Yo, such a barbaric girl, this girl is the first time I've seen her." Now that everyone is here, this master has not come out for a long time, I am afraid that he is too much of a person. ”

The purple-shirted woman glanced at Yan Shiqi with vicious eyes: "Where did you come from to be a yellow-haired girl, you are wild here!"

Ji Jianyun saw the situation and was about to take the move, but he was taken a step ahead by a person.

But it turned out to be Zhang Tianlai. Ji Jianyun thought to himself: This big ghost really has a deep affection for Sister Yan, and he must have been prepared for it, so he can make such a timely move.

The purple-shirted woman's martial arts are indeed good, and she has gone back and forth with Zhang Tianlai for more than a dozen moves, and the fight is inseparable, and she is not equal.

Suddenly, a red figure fell from the sky, and said to the purple-shirted woman gently: "Qing'er, stop quickly!" It was obviously an order tone, but there was no trace of anger.

Everyone looked at it and didn't feel stupid. This woman is really like a fairy who came out of the painting - cloud sideburns and fragrant cheeks, moon eyebrows and apricot eyes, shoulders are sharpened, and fingers are soft, which is a graceful demeanor. Her good eyes have a pool of spring water in them, rippling with a shallow sorrow.

The heroes of the rivers and lakes grew their mouths one after another, and for a while they completely forgot about the unpleasantness that had just happened.

This must be Lan Yiyi, the master of the Qinghong Gate.

As soon as Qing'er heard this, she withdrew her hand, jumped out of the fight, and said to Lan Yiyi quite respectfully: "Door master, these people are very rude, Qing'er just wants to give them some color to see." ”

Lan Yiyi smiled: "Fellow martial arts colleagues, please forgive me for the rudeness." Now, I declare that the Dragon Slayer Conference is the beginning!"

At this time, Yan Shiqi was unforgiving, and regardless of Zhang Tianlai's gentle gaze, he said: "Blue Gate Master, I want to know, what are the rules of this Dragon Slaying Conference? Is it that whoever wins the Blue Gate Master can be your husband, even if he is seventy or eighty, he is about to die." ”

It is estimated that anyone who hears this will be angry, but Lan Yiyi still smiled gently: "This girl, since you want to know the rules, you might as well let me talk about it." Indeed, as you said, as long as you can win me, even if he is seventy or eighty years old and about to die, I Lan Yiyi will marry him as promised. ”

After listening to the answer, Yan Shiqi couldn't help but be a little surprised: this woman is so confident that she dares to go to the sea so quickly. However, she still did not give up: "Then, I still have a question: if several men have defeated you, do you have to marry several people at the same time?"

The provocative meaning of the words became more and more serious, which made the audience feel a little excessive. However, Lan Yiyi still smiled: "This girl's question is really good, this is exactly what I want to say." Of course, I'm a weak woman, and it's impossible for me to have a wheel battle with so many heroes, and I guess you won't agree to bully a woman like this!

At this moment, the martial arts people immediately couldn't hold it back. One by one, they are eager to try, ready to hug the beauty.

The Mongolian national teacher Zhandui took the lead in standing up: "Who will compete with me!"

There was laughter at the bottom: "Mongolian lamas also came to join in the fun, can monks also get married?"

Zhandui stood there and stood still, and said, "The lama does not marry a wife, but my prince marries a wife! My prince's martial arts are far higher than below, and if I win, my prince will win." ”

Although at first glance this is a play on words, it is to use your own hands to compete for your own prince, but according to the rules, there is nothing wrong with it.

A person immediately flew to the stage and scolded: "Thief Lama, this is the world of the Han Dynasty, how can you wait to be wild." Look at the knife!"