Chapter 367: Long Time No See
readx;? The cause of the incident is simple. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info Mu Wangfu is a famous family in Yunnan, and it is said that there is still some royal blood, and these people are inevitably arrogant in their words and deeds. The Netherworld School was created by the two elders of Xuan Ming, and its reputation in the martial arts was not very good, but later it accepted the call of decency, and gradually whitewashed, and now it has a small status in the rivers and lakes, and few people mention it.
However, the little county lord of Mu Wangfu was a fan of Wuji's brother, and when the people of Mu Wangfu heard that the other party was a netherworld sect, they couldn't help but say a few words of ridicule. Walking the rivers and lakes, it all depends on face, Mu Wangfu provoked and slapped his face in front of him, and the Netherworld faction couldn't help but be furious.
The second elder of the Xuan Ming said, our Netherworld Sect does not steal, rob, or trouble, and does not do serious business, why do you look at people with dog eyes?
Mu Wangfu, surnamed Bai, said politely, dogs can't change eating, and the devil knows what you are secretly doing. This is a bit unreasonable, and the second elder of Xuan Ming pointed to the people in Mu Wangfu and counterattacked, at least our little county lord was not caught in the palace to be a little wife.
The little county lord of Mu Wangfu was sent to the palace by the Heaven and Earth Society back then was extremely secretive, but later everyone on the rivers and lakes knew that this was a very taboo thing in Mu Wangfu.
I saw that everyone drew their swords, and hurriedly dissuaded, "Everyone, slow down, there is something to discuss."
The second elder turned around and asked, who are you?
I said that I was just a passer, and I wanted to be a peacemaker this time.
The swordsman surnamed Bai of Mu Wangfu sneered, you have such a big face, we Mu Wangfu will do it, when will it be the turn of outsiders to point fingers, besides, Mu Wangfu will act and take care of your bird business?
I was also very angry, Huo Ran stood up, of course I don't care about my business! Lao Tzu is just resting in this broken temple, it doesn't matter if you Mu Wangfu and the Netherworld faction fight, you have to roll the old man's book to fight, and I am here to talk crookedly, if you are accused of infringement, is this money from your Mu Wangfu, or is it sent by the Netherworld? Lao Tzu doesn't have five million taels of silver to pay!
The swordsman surnamed Bai was stunned, this person is insane. The second elder Xuan Ming said that I also feel sick, brother, I am from Tianlong, which of you is from it? Oh, don't fight, don't know each other, it turns out to be a family, why don't you sit down and drink a glass of poisoned wine and chat for a while?
I secretly scolded that I was poisoned, and I was indignant in my heart, regardless of them, I called Lu Xiaojiu, and I was preparing to test his martial arts.
The temple gate parted, the moonlight sprinkled in, the figure flashed, and a white robe fell under the temple gate. Everyone's eyes were attracted by the comer, and the swordsman of Mu Wangfu was stunned, stood up, opened the folding fan, and said, in the lower Mu Wangfu Bai ......
The woman in white nodded slightly, bye-bye, ignoring the man, and turned to look at me, her gaze a little familiar, unfamiliar, a little gentle, and a little disappointed.
I haven't seen him for a year, Murong Qiushui is more graceful and moving, Shenhua is introverted, and he has a fairy style that does not eat fireworks in the world.
Looking for me?
Murong Qiushui nodded, I want to talk to you.
Not far from the ruined temple, on the hillside. The moonlight fell from the night sky and slid down on Murong Qiushui's swan-like long neck, making her even fresher and more refined.
Murong Qiushui looked at me, as if he could see through my heart, and said calmly, I heard that you haven't been going very well recently. It's like stating a fact without waiting for me to answer.
If two years ago, maybe I couldn't let go of her, I would have a lot of thoughts. I used to think that if I saw her, what would happen, would it be as painful as it was back then, but when I faced her now, the shadow of Junbi appeared in my heart, and my heart was extremely peaceful.
Don't you want to say something?
I looked at Murong Qiushui's eyes and recalled the days when we darts together, those days were carefree, calculating for oil, salt, firewood and rice every day, and arguing about who paid for three meals. For three years, Murong Qiushui is still beautiful, but the Persian Ming Sect in his heart has gradually blurred.
I smiled wryly, long time no see.
An inexplicable sadness arose. I thought I would laugh at the breeze and talk about the flowers falling. A bitter love, even though there are thousands of words, still turns into these four words.
Murong Qiushuidao, last autumn, I went to the capital, and I also went to the Central Plains Dart Bureau. But now that the dart game is a human being, Yang Jiaoxi has retired, and Li Laifu has also grown a beard. You and Liu Qingfeng are already famous masters in the world. Now, there is no going back to the past.
I took a deep breath, Murong Deputy Alliance Master came today, shouldn't it be to catch up on the past?
Murong Qiushui was stunned for a moment, obviously he didn't expect me to say this, there was a slight displeasure on his face, he was also a colleague, why are you still like before, unsympathetic?
I patted the dust on my hands, pinched a plantain with my hand, and said casually, do you want to fall in love with me? It seems that two years ago, we have already said what we should have said.
Murong Qiushui showed frost on his face and said, I came this time to persuade you one thing. This time to attack the main altar of the Demon Sect, Sanguan, you don't have to interfere.
I said that the Murong Alliance Lord Martial Arts Supreme, with an order, the heroes are all over, I, Qin Sanguan, am just a nameless boy, how dare I meddle in the major affairs of the Alliance Leader?
Murong Qiushui Qi said, can you speak well?
I can't help but be angry in my heart, two years ago in Murong Villa, did you ever listen to me talk well? Murong Baiyun, that old horseman, humiliated me in front of the heroes of the world, did you ever listen to me speak well? At that time, I, Qin Sanguan, spoke softly, and even ran to your house to propose marriage, and was treated as a monkey, but did you ever listen to me? Now, I don't go to Putuo Mountain, do you want me to talk well?
Murong Qiushui was in a hurry, and he raised his hand to fight, and I was cold and alone. Her raised hand was in the air, and finally it didn't fall, but there were tears in her eyes, you don't understand anything!
I sneered, I don't understand, the whole world is played with by your Murong family, how can I understand?
Murong Qiushuidao, what if I don't let you go?
You'll have to ask me about the delicate dragon in my hand.
With a bang, the Qiushui sword came out, drawing a blue sword light in the air, and stabbed towards me, which was her original Qiushui sword technique back then. It's just that compared to three years ago, the swordsmanship is more proficient, and the sword intent is more refined.
The true qi of the four lakes was raised, and the face was pointed at the Qiushui sword, and Taishan Pai Tai had a way.
The Qiushui Sword and Linglong were separated with one touch, but it was a full blow of ten percent true qi.
With a bang, on the hillside, the spring mud flew wildly, but it never splashed on the two of us. The air was filled with the smell of grass. As soon as Murong Qiushui landed, his moves continued endlessly, attacking me, intending to subdue me.
Naturally, I won't be caught with my hands tied, and I have successively used a few tricks such as ten thousand swords, rivers and mountains, the sun and the moon, and the phoenix in the bamboo, and fought with them.
Last year, in a battle with Gou Buping on the Yangtze River, Murong Qiushui's martial arts advanced to the first grade, practiced ruthless swordsmanship, and became the first master of the young generation in the world, and I also defeated Gou Buping on Taiping Birthday. Those who have good deeds have analyzed the martial arts between me and Murong Qiushui, and now that they are facing her, they know that their swordsmanship cultivation has reached an extremely high level.
This competition is very strange, the sword moves are obviously violent, but if one side is really invincible, the other party is also
(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) will deliberately weaken a few points, and there have been many battles with all my strength, and I have also had discussions with Liu Qingfeng and Ye Liangchen, but it is the first time that I try my best without using all my strength.
The two fought more than a dozen moves, regardless of victory or defeat.
As soon as Murong Qiushui's long sword was retracted, he took a dozen steps back, and the Qiushui Sword drew more than a dozen swords in the void. My heart was awe-inspiring, that day she used this trick of the Desperate Sword to repel Gou Buping, and hurriedly gathered her true qi and released the sword domain.
With the last sword, Murong Qiushui suddenly put away his sword. More than a dozen sword intents came in an instant, attacking me from all directions.
Linglong held it in his hand, a sword was pointed on the first sword intent, and using the law of space, he instantly moved to the second sword and the third sword, and almost in an instant, I exerted the Ten Thousand Swords River Mountain move to the extreme.
Ding Ding Ding!
Murong Qiushui rushed into the sword formation with a sword, and the Qiushui sword shone with cyan moonlight and cut into my sword domain.
The dozen or so swords that were stabbed just now were slashed in a strange way, and although I was forced to retreat, Murong Qiushui saw through the location of my sword domain, and this sword forced me to a dead end.
I was so frightened that I didn't dare to keep it, and in a hurry, a sword move flashed through my mind.
The Yangtze River, the Great Wall, the Yellow Mountain, the Yellow River, the snow-capped mountains and grasslands, the entire Central Plains splendid land comes into mind, and in three years, almost the entire Central Plains is treaded all over, and the splendid rivers and mountains of the Ming Dynasty are packed into the mind.
The eleventh style of Wanjian River and Mountain, splendid mountains and rivers!
At this moment, Murong Qiushui suddenly withdrew his sword and pounced on me.
I didn't expect this to be the case, I spat out a mouthful of blood, forcibly reversed the true qi, and the eleventh form of the Ten Thousand Swords River Mountain made a temporary turn and split on a mound not far away.
Rumble!
The mound, which was more than three feet high, was razed to the ground by my sword.
Murong Qiushui smiled, why did you accept it?
I looked at her and said angrily, "You're crazy!"
Murong Qiushui laughed at himself, Sometimes, I think, it's good to be really crazy. She smiled, if I'm crazy, won't you go to Putuo Mountain?
I sighed and shook my head.
Why?
Because of one person.
Ji Junbi?
I looked at her and said calmly, yes, I like her.
Murong Qiushui took a few steps back, and said lightly, Attacking the Demon Sect, I Murong Villa has been planning for three years, and I have prepared a killer plan, this operation is bound to win. When you say goodbye, you are friends and foes, and you want to respect yourself!
The white clothes flashed and disappeared into the night sky.
I don't know why Murong Qiushui came to me, was it to miss the old love, or to warn me?
According to what she just said, since the Jiangnan Martial Arts Conference, Murong Baiyun has decided to attack the Demon Sect, and it seems that the previous honeymoon period was just an expedient measure for Murong Baiyun and the snake.
This attack on the Demon Sect seems to be a large number of people, but most of them are bluffing, just building momentum for this crusade against the Demon Sect. If it really comes to the time when the real knife is really ~ the gun fights the bayonet, the only ones who can really come in handy are only a few hundred masters.
When I returned to the ruined temple, I found that the people of Mu Wangfu and the Netherworld Sect had fallen to a piece, and the seven orifices were bleeding, and they should have died of poisoning.
Lu Xiaojiu came over, that sister is so beautiful, like a fairy in the sky, who are you?
I casually said, just a friend.
(ps: I haven't seen Eason Chan for a long time, playing it on a loop, and I was inexplicably moved.) )
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