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Xiao Yuesheng's appearance has returned to normal, and she looks very young, but between her eyebrows, there is a faint vicissitudes of life, and her appearance is born from her heart, which is like this. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Su Qingqing's invitation this time has already made it clear that he did not invite the rest of the people, only Song Mengjun, the leader of the Blue and White Gang, and him.

She has very few friends, lives in a simple place, and has been staying on the lake, but she has not seen anyone behind closed curtains, whether it is a dignitary or a martial arts knight.

If she was an ordinary person, she would have been persecuted a long time ago, but her reputation spread all over Lin'an City, her jade and ice were clear, and she was deeply respected by the scholars, and she had the protection of the Blue and White Gang, but it was really surprising that she could maintain it to this day.

Su Qingqing can be alone, and Xiao Yuesheng is not unrelated, the name of Xiao Yihan is known to everyone, he wrote a plaque in his hand, and wrote the four big characters of "Half Lake Water Light".

With these four words, none of the martial arts dared to offend.

The breeze was blowing, sparkling, Xiao Yuesheng stood quietly at the bow of the boat, bowed his head and thought, the clear wave light shone on his face, Jiang Nanyun looked at the silhouette of the master, stunned.

Although she healed the master's exercises, her master's cultivation was still blurred, and her internal strength was indeed completely wasted, and she seemed to have inexplicable power, which was very strange.

The painting drove slowly and leisurely, gradually approaching the center of the lake.

Suddenly, several paintings came out from not far away, surrounding Xiao Yuesheng, in all directions, in a circle, although far away, Jiang Nanyun had already noticed.

Her inner strength is deep, coupled with the purity of her heart, and her intuition is extremely sharp, and she has sensed that her body is swept by a hostile gaze.

"Master!" Jiang Nanyun woke up, turned his head to look around, glanced at his eyes, frowned, hurriedly walked to Xiao Yuesheng's side, and said in a low voice.

Xiao Yuesheng seemed to be still thinking, but he didn't realize that Jiang Nanyun's heart sank, it seemed that the master's internal strength was really completely wasted, and his ears and eyes were already much duller, far inferior to himself.

"Master, someone is coming at us!" Jiang Nanyun pulled Xiao Yuesheng's sleeve, signaled with his eyes, and said softly.

"Huh-?" Xiao Yuesheng's thick eyebrows furrowed, turned his head to look, and snorted coldly: "Someone can't wait!"

Jiang Nanyun glanced at the many paintings that were speeding up, there were about a dozen of them, all of them were coming together, it was extremely spectacular, she swept her hair, turned her head and smiled: "Master, you go into the cabin, kill chickens with a knife, I can deal with it." ”

Xiao Yuesheng glanced at Jiang Nanyun, knowing that the eldest disciple was worried about him, and snorted, "Afraid that they will hurt me?"

"Hehe, Master's miraculous skills are invincible, how can a young person be injured, this little thing is not worth your action!" Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and smiled, and said with a smile.

"Let's see who they are. Xiao Yuesheng was noncommittal.

As he spoke, more than a dozen paintings approached in front of him, without slowing down at all, and came straight towards Xiao Yuesheng's paintings.

"They want to hit the boat!" Jiangnan Yunyu's face sank, he snorted coldly, his body floated, and he swept out, stepping on the water waves, like a feather, floating lightly on a painting fat.

There were five people in the painting, burly and sturdy, rushing towards Jiangnan Yun, the long knife in his hand out of the sheath, shining in the sun, and the evil aura was amazing.

Jiang Nanyun snorted coldly, his body flickered, and an afterimage suddenly appeared, and then a red light flashed, as if a red horse was training around them.

Their bodies were stunned in unison, the long knives were in the air, and they did not fall for a long time, and the people had turned into statues, motionless.

Jiang Nanyun's figure disappeared, and he had already slipped into the painting, and then, the painting boat suddenly slowed down, only drifting slowly, no longer having momentum, relying on his usual surname to move forward.

She quickly got out of the painting, stepped on the waves, and flew to another painting fat, trying to repeat the old trick to paralyze the painting fat and avoid colliding.

The window of the painting was suddenly pushed open, and the overwhelming hidden weapon shrouded the Jiangnan clouds walking on the waves, and under the sun, the silver light flickered, and occasionally the blue light flashed.

Jiang Nanyun's figure retreated, swinging away, like a lotus leaf swaying lightly with the wind, and the hidden weapon fell into the water, splashing in all directions, startling away the nearby fish.

Jiang Nanyun is a little on tiptoe, the tip of his boot lightly steps on the water waves, and the body is reborn, and the water waves seem to be flat and can borrow strength.

With such a superb light skill, everyone in the painting was shocked, and they hurriedly threw out the hidden weapon, which was uneven, but it was even more powerful.

Jiang Nanyunyu's face sank, but he didn't expect this group of people to be shameless, the jade body was in the air, the tip of the left foot was a little bit of the right instep, and suddenly the body rotated, faster and faster, like an electric drill shooting at the painting.

The hidden weapons in the painting came out, covering the sky, and the cold stars were dotted, like dense raindrops, covering her.

The hidden weapons shot to her side, but they flew out one after another, as if they had encountered a whirlpool, and were thrown out, and she was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, she shot directly through the window.

"Ahh

In the early morning of the West Lake, the lake was flooding, the sun was shining, and it was quiet, and their screams were particularly loud.

The painting fat quickly stopped, Jiang Nanyun's figure flickered, and he didn't stop the rest of the paintings, but jumped back to Xiao Yuesheng's side, and said with a smile: "Master, how is it?"

"The hands and feet are not very neat!" Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled.

Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and smiled, his bright eyes flowed, he glanced at him, turned his head to look at the rest of the paintings that were sailing quickly, and the jade palm slowly pushed forward.

As far as the wind came, the water collapsed, the ripples spread out, and his own paintings suddenly swayed, speeding up violently, rushing towards the two stationary paintings, just right to avoid the impact.

"Stop!" and "Stop!" shouted one after another, followed by a "bang", the sound of impact was extremely loud, and the sound of breaking wood in the sound of "click" was immediately heard.

Xiao Yuesheng and Jiang Nanyun stood at the bow of the boat, watching them collide in embarrassment, shaking their heads and laughing, gloating.

Although the boats collided, they jumped into the lake, hugged the driftwood on the lake, and swam towards the paintings that had not been damaged.

"Master, do you want to spare their lives?" Jiang Nanyun's eyes flashed coldly, and he turned his head and asked.

Xiao Yuesheng groaned for a moment and waved his hand: "Forget it, let's go!"

Jiang Nanyun nodded, and still unwillingly glanced at the people struggling in the lake, those people didn't know what to do at a glance, and let them go, for fear that they would leave trouble.

The painting continues to move forward.

"Master, they are members of the Sky Wolf Gang!" Jiang Nanyun frowned slightly, shook his head and sighed.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled and nodded: "Their dragon head was slaughtered by Xiao He, and the deputy dragon head also died in your hands, how can they not be anxious?"

"Now that they are not dying, Master still wants to let them go?" Jiang Nanyun looked at him puzzled, Master is not a soft-hearted person.

"Forget it, leave a glimmer of life in everything. Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand and didn't explain, this time he had a vague understanding of the laws of the world.

Although Jiang Nanyun was puzzled, he didn't ask anymore, and a painting appeared in front of him, covering the entire lake, as if he had come to land.

Large and small paintings, different colors, different costumes, as if a hundred flowers blooming, competing for beauty.

They are arranged in a circle, and one of them is a painting, with a radius of more than ten zhang, empty, as if a small island on the lake is Su Qingqing's painting.

"Everyone, please let me go, I want to see Miss Su. Jiang Nanyun clenched his fists and said coquettishly, the voice was not loud, but it seemed to ring in their ears and spread slowly.

Her voice is soft and soft, with a heart-stirring magic, everyone listens to it, only to feel indescribably comfortable, and their hearts are a little ready to move.

But these people are all martial arts heroes, and they are extremely sensitive to martial arts, Jiang Nanyun is so skillful, how can they not notice it, meditate on it, and dispel evil thoughts.

"Which little lady are you, why did you see Miss Su?!" a big man asked loudly, seeing Jiang Nanyun standing beside Xiao Yuesheng, like a little bird, at a glance, you can see that the two have a close relationship and should be husband and wife.

Jiang Nanyun's eyes swept away, sparkling, his jade face was cold, and he snorted lightly: "I am the guest invited by Miss Su, who are you?!"

Su Qingqing's painting door curtain was lifted, and Nana walked out of a figure, with a graceful figure and attractive curves, wearing a lilac Luo shirt, and said loudly: "It's Mr. Xiao, Sister Jiang, come in quickly!"

The people next to him knew that this woman was Song Mengjun, the leader of the Blue and White Gang.

Previously, when they first arrived in Lin'an City, they were extremely contemptuous of the gangs in Lin'an City.

But since they have seen the strength of the Blue and White Gang, they know that Lin'an City actually hides dragons and crouching tigers, and there are many masters, so they can't be easily offended.

In particular, Song Mengjun, the leader of the Blue and White Gang, seems to be delicate and timid, but he is skilled in martial arts, far beyond the reach of ordinary masters.

Now, Song Mengjun personally spoke, and they naturally didn't dare to behave in a difficult way, so they obediently gave way and let Xiao Yuesheng and them in.

Jiang Nanyun slapped his palm, the lake was rippling, the painting was swinging, and he floated in, and everyone couldn't help but scream secretly when they saw this, how could there be another girl, and her martial arts were also extremely high.

"Mr. Xiao!" Song Mengjun stood at the bow of the boat, hugged his fists and saluted, his jade face was tense, the ice was clear and jade, and his heroic posture was sassy, which was unique.

Xiao Yuesheng returned the salute with a fist, smiled faintly, and stepped on the painting, Jiang Nanyun followed closely behind him, turning his head and glancing at everyone.

More than a dozen feet away, their eyes were still hot, as if they couldn't wait to be on the canvas with their bodies.

"This person's surname is Xiao, what kind of person is it, such a big face?!" someone was unconvinced, and asked coldly.

This is a very large painting, with more than a dozen people gathered in the bow, tall and short, fat and thin, all different, but all of them have bright eyes, not mediocre hands.

"That's it, it's infuriating!"

"He—you don't know who he is?!" asked a thin, middle-aged man, in surprise.

A majestic man's eyes flashed coldly, and he snorted: "What, what kind of big man is he, we must know it?!"

"His surname is Xiao, and everyone can't guess who he is?!" The thin middle-aged man didn't care, and looked at everyone in surprise.

"Could it be that he ......?" a young man of medium stature suddenly snapped.

"It's Xiao Yihan!" the thin middle-aged man nodded slowly.

There was a sudden silence around, and then there was a buzz and a lot of discussion.

The name of the person, the shadow of the tree, the sword Xiao and the cold, are the top masters in the world, and he has never been defeated since his debut.

"Isn't he hurt? doesn't look like it!" someone shook his head in confusion.

"That is, he didn't hurry to heal, but came to such a date, is he impatient?!"

The thin middle-aged man pondered for a moment, and suddenly said, "Everyone said that the news of his injury could be spread by Xiao Yihan himself?!"

"Wouldn't it?!" people were amazed, but they felt that it was possible, this trick was very vicious.

Song Mengjun's eyes were cold and unfriendly, Xiao Yuesheng seemed to have not seen it, and with a faint smile, he stepped into the painting.

"I've seen Mr. Xiao. Su Qingqing stood up from the embroidery pier and saluted.

Her sharp jaw is like a white jade carving, apricot eyes and peach cheeks, bright and beautiful, and her body is delicate and can't help but be windy.

She wears a floral placket jacket on her upper body, and a plain white moonflower skirt on her lower body.

"Miss Su doesn't have to be polite. Xiao Yuesheng was weak, and said with a smile: "I can't bear such a big gift here." ”

"If there is no inscription from Mr., how can the little woman be so comfortable?" Su Qingqing pursed her lips and chuckled, when she started, she asked Xiao Yuesheng to inscribe, just admiring that his calligraphy had been perfected, and did not think about anything else.

But when the martial arts group of bees arrived, Qiu did not dare to commit it, and she understood the great power of this character.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled, sat down, and Xiao Xiang came up.

Song Mengjun glanced at him, pulled Su Qingqing and Jiang Nanyun over, spoke in a low voice, and deliberately snubbed Xiao Yuesheng.

(To be continued)