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Li Ruoyun sat at the table, holding the silver cup in one hand, his eyes were Qinghua, and he looked at him lightly, without sadness, joy, anger or sorrow. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Miss Li, what does this mean?" Yang Xiao asked in a deep voice, his face was not very good-looking, and his brocade robe was slightly agitated.

He had fought with Lin Xiaoqing once, and he had seen her amazing martial arts, he was not an opponent, and this woman was Lin Xiaoqing's senior sister, and her martial arts were higher, so he didn't dare to act rashly, but he couldn't swallow this breath.

The people around Li Ruoyun could see clearly that Yang Xiao's long sword was as fast as lightning just now, and when it was about to stab the drunken man's body, a white silk suddenly flew out, which seemed to be slow, but it hit the cold sword just right, making a sound of gold and iron resonating, which was quite weird, as if this white silk was not silk satin, but made of silver.

In the face of Yang Xiao's questioning, Li Ruoyun did not move, slowly put down the silver cup, took out a moon-white silk handkerchief from Luo Sleeve, gently wiped the corners of his mouth, and said lightly: "Today is the great joy of the Huashan faction, it is not appropriate to see blood, Yang Zuo, and bear with it." ”

Yang Xiaoden was stunned, frowned, glanced at the drunk, but saw that he had fallen to the ground, unconscious, as if he was drunk.

Yang Xiao thought in his heart, he really shouldn't be with this person, he lowered his identity plainly, and now there are more difficulties and obstacles, so he snorted coldly, and sat back on the chair that the people brought over, his eyes were still staring at Li Ruoyun, obviously angry in his heart, but he just forced himself.

"Yes, Sister Li is reasonable, Yang Zuo, and for the sake of the face of the Huashan faction, don't be familiar with this person. Zhang Wuji saw that the momentum was not right, and his heart was slightly confused, and he really had no skills and experience to deal with it, so he had to persuade Yang Xiao gently.

"Since the leader speaks, the seat obeys. Yang Xiao smiled reluctantly and nodded.

Li Ruoyun stretched out his left hand, and a silver light burst out from his sleeve, which was a white silk, forming a match, shooting at the drunk man lying on the ground and hitting his back.

His burly body shuddered and moved, and slowly opened his eyes, his eyes still hazy.

Bai Aya retracted her sleeves, her movements were elegant and moving, like the water sleeves of the pear orchard, Li Ruoyun lightly ordered his friend next to the drunk: "Help him down, don't make trouble again." ”

The middle-aged man who was clear and bowed with his fists, deeply grateful, knowing that it was Li Ruoyun who saved his friend's life, otherwise, it would be his taboo today.

This person's words are offensive, and it is not too late for Yang Zuo to settle accounts after the autumn. Li Ruoyun watched the drunk man being helped back to the table and sat down, turned his head and said lightly to Yang Xiao, his voice was as cold as a cold spring.

"Although Yang Xiao is not as breast-chested as the sea, he will not be so small-bellied!" Yang Xiao snorted coldly and turned his head, not wanting to talk to Li Ruoyun again.

"That's very good. Li Ruoyun nodded slightly, stopped talking, picked up the silver cup again, and drank the wine in the cup.

They are used to drinking Xiao Yuesheng's snow plum, or Qinglian brewing, and the rest of the wine is difficult to drink, and it tastes like drinking boiled water, but it is not easy to get drunk.

Everyone was quite dizzying, Yang Xiao's fast sword, Li Ruoyun's white silk, are all rare in life, which can be regarded as an eye-opener.

"Miss Li is so handsome!" The person who spoke was unexpected, it was the Shaolin abbot who had always been kind and kind.

He raised one palm and bowed lightly to Li Ruoyun, smiling on his ruddy face.

"The master praises falsely, and the little woman doesn't dare to be. Although Li Ruoyun didn't like the Shaolin faction very much, he still nodded lightly, which was considered a courtesy.

The people of the Huashan faction also cast a grateful look at Li Ruoyun, at this time, it is a rare big name of the Huashan faction, if they really see the blood light, the whole faction will be disgraced.

Pei Jinyi was dressed in a moon-white Luo shirt, plain and elegant, sitting there, like a lily blooming quietly, she pressed the eager Jingxuan Shitai beside her, and said in a low voice: "Senior sister, don't be impulsive, it's not too late later." ”

She knew the thoughts of the senior sister, but she still couldn't let go of the hatred of the senior sister Ji Xiaofu, and she wanted to find trouble with Yang Xiao, and she was unhappy not to kill him.

It's just that today it is different, there is already Zhang Wuji in the middle, and he can't kill Yang Xiao at will, considering his feelings.

Master Jing Xuan glared at her fiercely, very angry, obviously angry at her, with Pei Jinyi's current martial arts, it is not difficult to kill Yang Xiao, but because of her husband, she did not avenge her senior sister, how could Jing Xuan not be annoyed?!

Pei Jinyi smiled slightly bitterly, but was speechless.

Zhou Zhiruo is very smart, she has seen the situation here, her eyes blinked, frowned slightly, and thought carefully.

After a few breaths, she stretched her brows, and her cherry lips under the tulle moved slightly, as if she was talking, but silently.

Xiao Yuesheng heard her voice in his ears, and what she used was the secret transmission of strange learning, which was the exclusive strange learning of the Shuiyun Sect.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled faintly, thought for a moment, and nodded slightly.

So Zhou Zhiruo smiled, only revealing the changes in her gauzy eyebrows and bright eyes, and her smiling eyes were very moving.

She got up, walked like a weak willow in the wind, came to Yang Xiao's body, clasped her fists with her bare hands, and said lightly: "The little woman Zhou Zhiruo, I have heard that Yang Zuo is very knowledgeable in martial arts, and she is good at hundreds of schools, and she wants to ask for advice today." ”

The hall suddenly buzzed, the sound of discussion was endless, and countless eyes focused on Zhou Zhiruo's veil-wearing jade face.

Zhou Zhiruo's name is not inferior to the head of the six major schools at this time, and people in the martial arts have always admired her, and they regretted that she had two daughters and a husband, and Xiao Yuesheng, who married the unknown Xiao Yuesheng, beat her chest and was indignant.

"Emei Sect Zhou Zhiruo?" Yang Xiao frowned and glanced at Xiao Yuesheng, who was sitting still.

Xiao Yuesheng didn't have any expression, just holding a silver cup and turning it gently, with a casual chic, as if he hadn't seen the situation here.

Seeing his behavior, Yang Xiao knew that if Zhou Zhi's move was made with Xiao Yuesheng's consent, maybe it was secretly instigated.

Mingjiao advocated Wuji but couldn't sit still, his face was anxious, and he hurriedly spoke: "Sister Zhiruo, you ......"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhou Zhiruo, glanced at him, returned his gaze to Yang Xiao, and said lightly: "Today is the great son of the Huashan faction. ”

was robbed by her, Zhang Wuji didn't want to say anything, he wanted to speak and stopped, looked at Zhou Zhiruo, then at Xiao Yuesheng, and finally at Yang Xiao.

Yang Xiao saw the look in the sect leader's eyes, as if he wanted to let his subordinates show mercy, and couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, with Li Ruoyun and them, which turn would it be his turn to hurt her?

"Senior sister, teach him a hard lesson!" Master Jingxuan glanced at Yang Xiao with a smile on her face, and her eyes suddenly became cold.

For Yang Xiao, she really hated him, if she hadn't been powerless to kill him, she would have killed him many times!

Zhou Zhiruo was wearing a white veil, turned around slightly, and smiled lightly at Master Jingxuan, with a graceful and attractive style, which made the hearts of everyone in the hall shake.

"Yang Zuo, please!" Zhou Zhiruo slowly pulled out the long sword on Liu's waist and looked at Yang Xiao who was sitting with a frown.

The long sword in his hand was like a clear spring rippling in the moonlight, shining with a bright light, and at a glance, he knew that it was not an ordinary sword.

Yang Xiao suddenly rose a nameless fire in his heart, he has always been unscrupulous, chic and free, how could he ever encounter such a depressed situation, and he was named as a provocation, which is unbearable!

It's just that she is involved with the sect leader, and she is a member of the Shuiyun Sect, even if he wants to be wanton, he can't do it, and the anger in his heart rises, and he goes straight to his head.

"Look at the move!" Yang Xiao was furious in his heart, his face was gloomy, his eyes were cold, he was extremely unkind, he drew his sword and made a move, unceremoniously.

The cold sword stabbed at the beginning, Zhou Zhiruo stepped on the lotus foot under his feet, his body slipped, and he just dodged the stab, and the sword in his hand was slightly teased, sweeping several major points on Yang Xiao's waist and abdomen, drawing a string of sword shadows.

Yang Xiao didn't have any hope that a move would work, and with a lift of his wrist, the long sword changed direction to meet the long sword that slashed towards his waist.

The sound of "ding" is crisp and pleasant.

"I forgot, the little woman's sword is called Yuehua, and it is quite sharp, so Yang Zuo should be careful. Zhou Zhiruo's figure stopped, and the slender and crystalline index finger and middle finger wiped the sword body, and said lightly.

The white veil in front of her face swayed lightly, and the pale green Luo shirt on her body fluttered, and her demeanor was moving.

Yang Xiao looked at the long sword that was broken in half, couldn't help but snort angrily, threw it lightly, and rubbed it with his bare hands.

Zhou Zhiruo put away his long sword, returned it to the sheath, and greeted him with his bare hands.

The people around were breathless and condensed, for fear of missing the wonderful moves, the martial arts of the Emei faction, but the top martial arts in the world, and very few people from the Emei faction went down the mountain, so it was difficult to have the opportunity to see it.

A master like Yang Xiao can't be seen by ordinary people at all, and it is a rare opportunity for them to be able to see them do it today.

Song Qingshu sat at the other table, although his identity was an important figure in the Wudang faction, father and son could not sit at the same table, but he was not qualified to sit together.

He looked at Zhou Zhiruo, who was fluttering in the field and had a fairy-like demeanor, with a heart cramp, biting his lower lip tightly, biting out blood marks without knowing it.

There are several young heroes in the field, looking at Zhou Zhiruo in the field, they are also shaken and intoxicated, and they are really worthy of being Zhou Heroine, they have not seen their true face, they are so moving, they can't help but look at Xiao Yuesheng, who is playing with the silver cup and the old god is there, and can't help but feel jealous in his heart.

(To be continued)