The boat leaned on the shore of the island, and Zhuo Qianyue jumped down gently.

Qian Qingjian felt that Zhuo Qianyue's light skills were much inferior to Li Mochou's, maybe when the internal force was not very strong, the beauty of Ling Bo Weibu was only in the divine dodge and nothing else.

"You've recovered so quickly?" Qian Qingjian took two steps forward and greeted.

Zhuo Qianyue was carried back to Shenhezhuang by Qian Qingjian last night. The horse that Zhao Xiwen gave him also failed to escape the poisonous kiss of the snakes.

After Qian Qingjian joined Li Mochou and Ke Yinnong and others, he once wanted Li Mochou to take Zhuo Qianyue back on a donkey to show that he was not close to other women, but I don't know why, Li Mochou rejected his proposal and said that if you carry it, continue to carry it.

Shenhezhuang is located in the depths of the Dongting Reed Pond, thirty miles west of Gusu City, so they did not rush back here from the north of Gusu City until the second half of the night. Qian Qingjian slept for less than three hours.

Zhuo Qianyue smiled: "Well, I recovered." Although I couldn't kill the one surnamed Murong, I still have to thank you for saving my life. ”

Qian Qingjian didn't dare to look at Zhuo Qianyue's face of the country and the city, for fear that he would not be able to resist the temptation of beauty and damage his feelings for Mo Chou. He turned his head to look at the lotus flower in the distance and said, "No thanks, you can pass on the magic skills to me." ”

Zhuo Qianyue chuckled and said, "Of course I can pass on the divine skills to you, but I must abide by the ancestral teachings, and I have to marry you first." ”

Qian Qingjian looked back in amazement, a little suspicious that something was wrong with his ears. Did you hear me right? You said it earlier, I wouldn't have worried about Li Mochou if I said it earlier!

Up to now, he really has a deep love for Li Mochou, if he wants to abandon his feelings for Li Mochou in a blink of an eye and marry Zhuo Qianyue as his wife, he really refuses to do so. Although Zhuo Qianyue's appearance is not worse than Li Mochou.

Moreover, Zhuo Qianyue's use of chest organs to absorb people's internal force also made Qian Qingjian angry. It's not a problem that can be solved by killing the man who reached out and taking a shower.

In fact, in terms of concept in this regard, Qian Qingjian is no different from Ouyang Ke, and Ouyang Ke also thought the same way when he killed his concubine.

However, he didn't know what to say, as a normal man, no one was willing to refuse such a good thing, the problem was that Li Mochou would not allow her husband to marry a second woman. Rejecting a marriage proposal from a top beauty in the world, even on the grounds of affection for another top beauty, doesn't seem to be so easy to talk about.

Zhuo Qianyue didn't bother him too much, and already continued: "Although I want to marry you, I can't marry you like this, you need to make a certain contribution to the Changle Gang before I can marry you." ”

Qian Qingjian listened silently, thinking, "Do I agree to marry you?" But he thought again: "What if one day Mo Chou agrees to my concubine?

Zhuo Qianyue didn't know what Qian Qingjian was thinking about, and continued to say: "I have appointed you as the hall master of this gang Jaguar Hall, our Changle Gang was only established yesterday, the gang leader is me, and there are three halls under the gang master, Jiaolong, Tiger, Jaguar, it just so happens that Jaguar Hall is still lacking a hall master, so I will let you do it, you have to fight for me, don't let the other two hall masters say that I am favoritism." ”

Qian Qingjian couldn't laugh when he heard it, Zhuo Qianyue's words today, if he had stayed before he met Li Mochou, then he would definitely be grateful and overjoyed. However, now he doesn't say in his heart that only Li Mochou is about the same, it is okay to play hooligan while Li Mochou can't see it, but to be another woman's follower, he really doesn't have the mental preparation.

Zhuo Qianyue said this, turned her head to look at Qian Qingjian's eyes, and asked, "What's the matter?"

In Zhuo Qianyue's thoughts, Qian Qingjian should be the one who should be in tears, not to mention kneeling down immediately to pay homage to the gang leader, at least he should bow and make a bow, unless he is happy and stupid.

Qian Qingjian said with some difficulty: "Didn't you say that if I saved you, you passed on your magic skills to me?"

Zhuo Qianyue smiled: "I didn't say the word 'divine skill' at the time, what I wanted to say was to pass on the axe method to you, but I fainted before I could say it." ”

Qian Qingjian was extremely depressed, and said: "But later you asked me to kill the person surnamed Murong, what you said was to pass on the divine skills to me." ”

Zhuo Qianyue replied happily: "Yes, that's what I said...... But did you kill him?"

Qian Qingjian was speechless, and only after a while did he say: "Wasn't the surnamed Murong swallowed up by the earth?

Zhuo Qianyue giggled, walked to the bamboo chair where Qian Qingjian sat just now and sat down, and then said: "At that time, I thought that a monster appeared on the ground, but after thinking about it carefully, I realized that the cyan monster was a nun's hat. ”

"Nun?"

"Yes, the nun is called Shengyin, and there is a dwarf named Hua Wuji with Shengyin, but he is a descendant of Hua Hegong, the third prince of Dali, who is good at digging holes and robbing tombs. ”

As soon as Zhuo Qianyue said this, Qian Qingjian suddenly understood that the big hole in the ground must have been made by Hua Wuji, and then asked the Holy Cause Nun to hug the beautiful young man, just because they didn't dare to cross the snake formation to rescue.

In this way, Hua Wuji and Shengyin and the young man dressed as a man are all in the same group. After figuring out this, Qian Qingjian couldn't say that he had seen Hua Wuji and Shengyin, so he only pretended to be aware and nodded.

Zhuo Qianyue said again: "Originally, I borrowed your sword, and I knew that you would use a sword, so I wanted to pass it on to you Zhuo's Eight Swords, but you failed to kill that young man, so I can't pass on this Zhuo's Eight Swords to you for the time being." ”

This sentence greatly attracted Qian Qingjian's interest, and he immediately asked, "What is the origin of this Zhuo Clan's Eight Swords, can you tell me about it?"

Zhuo Qianyue nodded and said, "Yes." You go down first. She waved her hand and dismissed the two maids, and then said: "This Zhuo's Eight Swords is a peerless study created by my great-grandfather who searched for masters from all sects and sects in the world to compete and compete, and then created according to the principle of Ling Bo Weibu. ”

"Your great-grandfather?" Qian Qingjian pondered the concept of great-grandfather.

"It's my grandfather's grandfather, and his name has a 'no' on the top and a 'fan' on the bottom. ”

"Zhuo Bufan?" Qian Qingjian exclaimed. This Zhuo Bufan is known as the "Sword God" more than a hundred years ago, and he is the only master who has practiced the sword in his memory.

The sword body overflows, becomes a mang, and hurts people with the sword! This skill, this achievement, is Yang Guo, Ling Hu Chong, Zhang Sanfeng, Chongxu Dao Chang, Miao Renfeng, etc., these peak swordsmanship figures have not done it, but I don't know if Feng Qingyang and Dugu can do it.

It turned out that this Zhuo Eight Swords was created by Zhuo Bufan, but what was the connection with Ling Bo Weibu? What is the connection between this sword technique and the Dugu Nine Swords? Qian Qingjian didn't dare to ask immediately.

"What are you fussing about? It's like you've heard of my great-grandfather. Zhuo Qianyue glanced at Qian Qingjian and said.