On the way to the mountain, Ling Hu Chong said, "What is the origin of these black-clothed people? If it is said that they are from the Sun and Moon God Sect, it is very unreasonable for them to deal with the Green Bamboo Weng and the Holy Aunt. ”

Not long after, Linghu Chong has already come to the top of the mountain, where the bamboo is all over the mountain, and it is not an exaggeration to call it a sea of bamboo.

The sonorous sound of the weapons clashing was loud, and the fox rushed to the bamboo, and a few ups and downs came to the place of battle.

But I saw an old man with black and white hair, holding a woodcutter, fighting with seven men in black. On the ground where the dead leaves were piled up, there were already more than a dozen corpses of men in black. The old man's tattered robe had several sword scars on it, and blood stained his robe red.

Ling Hu Chong looked at it and understood that among these people, two of them were estimated to be similar to Feng Buping's martial arts, and the others were all minions.

Before he could think about it, Ling Hu Chong pulled out his long sword, and with a little bamboo on his toes, he spun and stabbed out, and the sword formed a straight line with his body.

Immediately, two minions couldn't dodge, and Linghu Chong slashed their throats with a sword.

The sword in Linghu Chong's hand kept moving, and he stabbed out a sword obliquely, which seemed to be very irregular and unreasonable.

But the two leaders were shocked, and they vaguely felt that this seemingly random sword was followed by many powerful tricks, so they all shouted, "Defend tightly!"

"Defensively, that's really my way. "Linghu Chong's Dugu Nine Swords, specifically looking for flaws in the enemy's moves, if the enemy is dedicated to defense, he will become more and more passive.

After a few moves, the three little minions screamed and died.

"Boy, who are you a master? Our Demon Sect is doing things, you actually dare to meddle in your affairs, be careful that the Eastern Sect Master will take your dog's life later. The chunky leader scolded in a deep voice.

Ling Hu Chong waved his sword and smiled indifferently: "You don't know an important common sense, the people of the Demon Sect will not call themselves the Demon Sect, they claim to be the Sun and Moon God Sect. It's ridiculous!"

"We're fighting with you!" another yellow-faced middle-aged man shouted, the big sword in his hand slashed into the air, he was fed up with the aggrieved defense, and decided to fight hard.

"Your sword is very lenient, it should be from the Songshan faction. I don't know which two of the thirteen Taibao of Songshan are the two?" said Linghu Chong.

The short and fat leader and the yellow-faced middle-aged man had no time to speak, and they made desperate moves, pouring all the internal force in the dantian into the sword, so that the sound of the sword blade breaking through the air "sneered".

Linghu Chong's body was elegant, and he observed their sword moves intently, and felt that the so-called Thirteen Taibao of the Songshan Sect was nothing more than that, their sword moves seemed to be fierce, but they were actually very sluggish and rigid.

At this moment, Ling Hu Chong couldn't help but think that when Ling Hu Chong faced Lu Bai and Fei Bin in the past, he was completely abused, perhaps because his vision has reached a height now, so relatively speaking, they seem very bad.

It only took a few breaths, and the ten zhang of bamboo around them were cut off by them.

"The two of you are really good at chopping wood, if I were Zuo Lengzen, I would definitely give you a certificate of merit. Ling Hu Chong smiled leisurely and immediately began to attack.

They didn't have time to ask what the award was, and the Humpty Dumpty Leader hurriedly asked a question that shocked him: "How did you come to know the Songshan Sect's lost sword moves?"

"Now that you are apprentices, I can teach you. Linghu said.

However, after more than a dozen moves, these Songshan faction's lost sword moves were displayed in Ling Hu Chong's hands, which were simply exquisite, and the short and fat leader and the yellow-faced middle-aged man each fell to the ground with a sword.

Ling Hu Chong had no grievances with these people, especially these two leaders, who felt that they were at least not as hateful as Lu Bai and Fei Bin, so he considered whether to kill them.

In this short period of hesitation, a large number of darts suddenly flew out of the bamboo hut behind, piercing the faces of the two leaders of the Songshan faction, screaming miserably, rolling their eyes and dying.

Ling Hu Chong looked back, but saw that Lu Zhu Weng was busy bandaging the wound, and Ling Hu Chong understood that this should be a hidden weapon issued by Ren Yingying in the bamboo house.

"After ordering Hu Chong, I want to ask, since there are people in the bamboo house, why didn't they come out to help in the battle before, and let this old man fight hard with a woodcutter?

"So, you're also here to find trouble?" a cold voice came from the bamboo house.

"Your Excellency's temper is strange. If it weren't for the sake of saving the old man, and you were caught in a battle to the death, I would never have saved you. Linghu said.

With a "squeak", the door of the bamboo house opened, and a woman wearing a hat veil walked out, holding a short sword.

"In this way, I was wrong to blame Linghu Shaoxia. To tell you the truth, just now when I was practicing internal skills, these thieves from the Songshan faction came to provoke and fight. I must not let them flee back to report the news, but only kill them. The woman said lightly.

Ling Hu Chong carefully looked at the woman in front of him, but saw that she was dressed in black, and her thin belt was inlaid with precious gems, which made the originally monotonous black clothes look extraordinary. Although you can't see its face, just looking at its posture is quite pleasing to the eye. There is no doubt that she is the holy aunt Ren Yingying.

"I see, Ren Yingying is really cold on the outside and hot on the inside. The holy aunt who looks very cold, but in fact, her heart is kind and affectionate. Linghu Chongxin said.

"Green Bamboo Weng, make tea for Linghu Shaoxia. Ren Yingying said nothing, turned around and walked back to the bamboo house.

Ling Hu Chong and Lu Zhu Weng also walked in the door immediately.

"Luzhu Weng, your injury is very serious, I'll make my own tea. Linghu Chong said, went to the table and poured two cups of tea for himself, and handed one to Luzhu Weng.

"Thank you Linghu Shaoxia. Luzhu Weng smiled kindly.

But seeing that this old man is very thin, it is not an exaggeration to call it skin and bones, and he has just fallen into a heavy siege, and his martial arts are very good, at least surpassing any of the thirteen Taibao of the Songshan faction.

"Luzhu Weng, you go and give Linghu Shaoxia three taels of egg noodles. Ren Yingying commanded behind the bamboo curtain.

Although Lu Zhuweng was seriously injured, he did not dare to slack off at all about the orders of the holy aunt Ren Yingying, and after answering, he hurried to the kitchen.

Looking at the back of the green bamboo Weng, Ling Hu Chong was a little reluctant, but this was a matter for their Sun and Moon God to teach their own people, and it was inconvenient for Ling Hu Chong to say anything.

"Deep in the mountains, there is no fun, in order to thank Linghu Shaoxia for saving his life, I hereby play a song. Ren Yingying said.

Ling Hu Chong drank tea while calming down and listening.

After two breaths of silence, the sound of "Ding Dong" like the sound of a mountain stream spring sounded, the sound of the piano was ethereal, and the feeling of being away from the red dust made Ling Hu Chong's heart feel more peaceful.

After a long time, the clear and peaceful sound of the piano gradually turned to agitation, as if a stream had come down the river to the rivers and lakes.

Then, the sound of the piano was sonorous, and there was a little sense of solemnity and sorrow. And in it, it is also accompanied by a delicate tenderness.

Ren Yingying's ethereal and sad singing voice should be in harmony with the piano sound: "The rivers and lakes are endlessly disputed and hated, and the wind and rain are scattered for a few spring and autumn." People come and go, and they are still lonely in their hearts. How many words are difficult to speak, half happy and half worried. The infatuated children are ruthless swords, sour and astringent...... Sour and astringent in the heart. ”

The sound of the piano gradually stopped, and the aftermath was still lingering.

The sound of the piano is ethereal, and the singing voice is also beautiful, which is admired by the next. Ling Hu Chong smiled.

"Hey, Linghu Shaoxia, how do you know that this song is called Yousi?" Ren Yingying asked curiously.

Of course, Ling Hu Chong wouldn't tell her that this was the episode he had heard when he watched the 03 version of Xiaoao, so he responded: "In addition to practicing swords, I like to read some miscellaneous books, and I have read this song by chance, but I don't know anything about this song." ”

"I see, Linghu Shaoxia is not only extremely swordsmanship, but also an elegant person, I also admire it tightly!" Ren Yingying said with a smile.

"It would be nice if I could play such a beautiful piano like you, girl. Linghu said.

"Do you really want to learn the piano?" Ren Yingying said.

"Not really. Linghu said.

"Then you teach me swordsmanship, and I'll teach you to play the piano. Ren Yingying said.