In addition to Zhang Tianshi, who received the message from Feihe, the other two real people in charge of Fu Qi Sanshan also received invitations.

Yang Zhenren of Gesoap Mountain was sitting in front of the alchemy furnace and carefully refining the alchemy, and there was a faint smell of sulfur in the dan room.

Dan furnace is small, but not exquisite, the style is quite rough, the furnace body is dark and dull, faintly with condensation and refinement, but it is a dark iron casting, the furnace is engraved only one eight seals, and there is no general Ding furnace of various dragon patterns and wind and cloud patterns.

To be able to cast the dark iron into this furnace has already consumed countless efforts of the ancestors of Gesoshan Mountain, how can they carve some flashy things in vain.

Yang Zhenren's face was calm, holding a small pu fan in his big hand, looking at the charcoal fire under the Dan furnace, the pu fan stopped from time to time, and carefully held the fire.

At this moment, I suddenly heard the report of the Taoist boy outside the door.

Yang Zhenren, who had a slightly purple complexion, a square face and a wide mouth, and a non-angry and self-righteous demeanor, scolded Xiao Daotong a little impatiently, asking him not to disturb his alchemy.

What he is refining is the Nine Turns Heart Protection Pill, which has the effect of prolonging life and protecting the heart, which is enough to drag a dying person for two days, and the effect is unparalleled in the world.

It took a lot of money for him to promise countless benefits before the owner of Guanlan Villa was relieved, and finally passed on the refining method of the Nine Turns Heart Protecting Pill to him.

To refine this pill, you need countless elixirs, 100-year-old ginseng, 100-year-old shouwu, and 100-year-old tortoiseshell...... , if there is a slight mistake and ruins this furnace pill, it is a great sin, this can save many lives!

"The teaching is like a letter from Mission Hills. Xiao Daotong's voice was crisp and unhurried, not frightened by Yang Zhenren's majesty, nor did he become cautious because of his reprimanding tone.

“...... Let's get the messenger here. Yang Zhenren paused, and when he heard that it was Mission Hills Villa, he really didn't dare to slack off, but he couldn't leave it here, otherwise, this furnace of elixir was very likely to be destroyed in one fell swoop, but he had already been refining it for six days.

"Teach, but...... The letter was sent by a white crane. The delicate little Taoist boy hesitated slightly, and replied helplessly, he also knew the difficulty of teaching real people.

"Alas——!" Yang Zhenren stroked his long black hair with his other hand, his face was helpless, as if his eyes were removed from the coals under the Dan furnace, and he fanned the fan twice hard, and was about to get up and leave his seat to meet the white crane who delivered the letter.

Suddenly, a clear sound sounded slowly, tactful and melodious, and its melodious ear was far better than the sound of the jade chime.

"Ah...... Master, that white crane is here!" The little Taoist boy, who had always been calm and calm, suddenly exclaimed, and shouted loudly, after all, he was still a child, and he was so surprised in his heart that he lost his calmness in peace.

"Open the door, invite it in!" Yang Zhenren said busily, he knew that the white cranes in Mission Hills Villa were all psychic foreign objects, and it was not unusual to be able to find him, and he couldn't neglect it, so as not to find trouble for himself when he met again.

The door creaked open, and a white light appeared, giving the illusion that the crane was standing in front of him.

This white crane has a beautiful body, at first glance, it feels harmonious and comfortable, and the steps and beaks are elegant, slightly smaller than the white crane that went to Longhu Mountain to deliver the letter before, but it is the female crane.

Its eyes were full of Ling's surname, as if it could express joy, anger and sorrow like a human, and when it saw Yang Zhenren standing there, it nodded slightly, and its long silver-white beak stretched out to him, sending out the letter in its mouth.

Yang Zhenren smiled on his majestic face, put down the fan, and took the letter with both hands.

The white crane legs a little, and there was a clear sound leisurely, lingering in the Dan room, it followed the force of a kick, obliquely flew out of the alchemy room, turned into a white shadow, straight up to the sky, disappeared in an instant, came suddenly, and disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

Yang Zhenren was not surprised, he didn't think it was strange, turned his head to look at the charcoal fire under the Xuantie Dan furnace, and then opened the envelope.

"Haha......" As soon as the invitation and the note were read, he thought about it, and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, all without the demeanor of the head of a religion.

Xiao Daotong, who had been stunned by the miracle of the white crane, couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, and felt a sense of foreboding, and thought uneasily, could it be that the real person in charge of the sect was stimulated by something, he had never laughed so loudly before!

"Songyun, go and inform your aunt, clean up, and we will go to Lin'an tomorrow. After Yang Zhenren laughed enough, he immediately put away his smile, turned around and glared at the little Taoist boy who was standing in a daze, and commanded in a deep voice, his face was not angry and arrogant, and his expression was a little serious at this time, and the majesty was suffocating.

This little Taoist boy named Ziyu should be busy, and the person who knows the door retreats, and then stays here, maybe he will be hated by the real person in charge, and he will find trouble for himself in the future, such a thing, the real person in charge of the sect can definitely do it!

In a hurry, he still couldn't help but think, why did the real person in charge of the sect take his aunt to Lin'an?

Her aunt is the first beauty in Gesoap Mountain, and when people look at it, they can no longer extricate themselves, and they are completely lost in her peerless appearance.

It's just that this aunt is a closed disciple of the real person in charge of teaching, the surname is indifferent, and she is dedicated to the Tao, and she almost never goes out of the Dream True Academy, she only knows how to practice in retreat, and it is said that she is already the first master of the second generation of disciples, even if it is the master uncle, she will be inferior to her, if it is not for her luck, she is selected to be the real person who is in charge of the attendant, I am afraid that I will not have the opportunity to see the face of the aunt.

The country is beautiful and fragrant, the country is full of cities, Songyun, a little Taoist child, no longer thinks that these two words are just exaggerations, in fact, they are used to describe the aunt, the most appropriate, her bright eyes, a slight expectation, makes people suddenly feel that they have fallen into the clear ancient pool, the whole body is cool and heart-warming, but can no longer breathe......

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The one who sent the letter to Zhang Qingyun of the Qingwei Sword Sect was Fei'er, the divine bird of Guanlan Villa, who found Zhang Qingyun who was sitting in the study, looking leisurely and reading quietly, silently opened the window, jumped onto the bookcase in front of the window, and sent the bamboo pipe on his leg to her.

Zhang Qingyun heard the movement of the window in front of him, and as soon as he held the scabbard, his internal strength was agitated, but he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw a snow-white bird that seemed to be a pigeon flying in from the window.

For Fei'er, a snow-white and flawless bird, Zhang Qingyun, who had been to Mission Hills, also knew it, and took off the bamboo tube and took out the plain note inside.

Xiao Yuesheng did not send her an invitation, but wrote a letter directly to invite, treating her a little differently from others.

Before writing this letter, Xiao Yuesheng hesitated for a while, and at first, he wanted Xie Xiaolan to write a letter directly and invite Zhang Qingyun to come over, but after pondering for a long time, he finally smiled inexplicably and wrote it himself.

As for the content of his hard work, it is not enough for outsiders, even Yang Ruonan didn't have time to see it, so Xiao Yuesheng received it into the bamboo tube, and let out a clear whistle from his mouth, summoning Fei'er, who was flying freely in the sky, directly transmitted Zhang Qingyun's image into its mind with divine thoughts, and then sent it out.

As he expected, Zhang Qingyun finished reading the plain note, the cold jade surface added a little frost, "bang", and slapped the plain note on the bookcase in front of him, Tankou couldn't help but snort coldly, the snow-white jade teeth like braided shells bit a few times, carrying the jade sword, and outside the study, a dragon groaned, drew the sword out of the sheath, and practiced swordsmanship.

The sword light was like lightning, dazzling, murderous, stormy, like a faint roar like thunder, and the cold air made the surrounding flowers and plants wither.

This set of swordsmanship is powerful, its sword is as fast as lightning, in her hand, the sword body can no longer be seen, only a water curtain envelops her.

It wasn't until he was so tired that he was panting and sweating that Zhang Qingyun gave up, but the depression in his heart was condensed and could not be stretched.

Duan Ziyan, the eldest disciple of the Qingwei Sword Sect, heard the sound of a sword roaring like spring thunder, and hurriedly rushed over from the courtyard next door, entered the study, and saw that the master's jade face was flushed, and he was panting, and his towering chest under the moon-white robe rose and fell violently, and he looked anxious in his heart, and he couldn't help but feel anxious, and hurriedly asked why the master was so angry.

Zhang Qingyun hurriedly put away the plain paper, her jade face was slightly hot, but she was already panting, her cheeks were crimson, but she didn't want the big disciple to see her shyness.

"Ziyan, get ready, Ming said to go to Lin'an with the teacher. Zhang Qingyun gritted his jade teeth, and after all, he still couldn't refuse Xiao Yuesheng's invitation, so he had to coldly order.

"Go to Lin'an?...... Master, why did you go to Lin'an?" Duan Ziyan couldn't help asking, her soft face was curious, but she wasn't curious about what she was asking.

Her master is afraid of indifference, and everything is not in her mind, except for the owner of Guanlan Villa Xiao Zhuang and the master's eldest brother, no one has ever been able to make her angry like this, she is curious, who is angry with the master like this.

"The opening of the Vulture Palace is to be celebrated in the lakeside residence. Zhang Qingyun replied coldly, and sheathed the sword like a clear water.

"Vulture Palace?...... Do you want to live near the lake?" Duan Ziyan naturally handed the fragrant towel in the corner of the house to Zhang Qingyun, muttering to himself, his eyebrows frowning slightly, as if he was thinking.

Duan Ziyan is the eldest disciple of the Qingwei Sword Sect, and most of the affairs in the sect are in charge of her, and she is Zhang Qingyun's good help, the name of the Vulture Palace, which he has never heard of, is nothing, after all, it is a newly opened sect, but it is extraordinary to live in Linhu for banquets.

Although the foundation of the Qingwei Sword Sect is still shallow, after all, it is a big faction that dominates the north, and the bottom of the lakeside residence, how can they not know? !

"Master, is Xiao Zhuang the main builder of the Vulture Palace?" Duan Ziyan took the towel that Zhang Qingyun had wiped off after wiping his sweat, and raised his eyebrows and asked.

"It's not him!" Zhang Qingyun shook his head slightly, gritted his jade teeth, pulled his hanging black sideburns, brushed the moon-white and spotless robe, and sat back on the rattan chair behind the bookcase.

"That lakeside dwelling ......" Duan Ziyan turned his head to look at Zhang Qingyun puzzled while putting the fragrant towel back on the shelf.

"It's Xie Xiaolan,...... Jiangnan Qinxian actually wants to rebuild the Vulture Palace!" Zhang Qingyun's mood gradually calmed down, and he also felt that his evil fire was a little inexplicable, and he had completely lost the realm of ice heart.

Duan Ziyan returned to the bookcase and nodded: "This Jiangnan Qin Immortal is indeed hidden, until the last time I met her in Jiaxing City, I realized that her martial arts are extremely clever, huh?...... Rebuild the Vulture Palace?"

"No wonder you don't know, the Vulture Palace was a great faction a hundred years ago, but then there was no news suddenly, presumably it was an accident, I didn't expect that a hundred years later, it could be rebuilt again......

Zhang Qingyun picked up the book, glanced at the eldest disciple, and replied with emotion, she thought of her Qingwei Sword Sect.

Baiyun Canggou, the world is impermanent, even if it is as strong as the Vulture Palace, it will inevitably be destroyed, and his own small Qingwei Sword Sect will eventually be unable to escape this way......

Shaolin Temple and Quanzhen Sect also received an invitation from Xiao Yuesheng, and Xiao Yuesheng broke the rules of keeping a low profile for Xie Xiaolan this time.

He has a great gift to Shaolin Temple, Shaolin will not slack off, and the Quanzhen Sect has a deep relationship with his father-in-law Guo Jing, and it can be regarded as a close relationship.

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In the past few days, Li Zong, who is the Son of Heaven, has also had a very uneasy life.

Since Empress Dowager Yang took the Creation Pill, not only was her body cured, but after two days, the abnormalities on her body gradually appeared.

Her snow-white hair has turned half-black, and most of the wrinkles on her face have disappeared, and she is more than twenty years younger, and she looks like a middle-aged lady who still has charm.

Seeing that this Dan was so magical, Empress Dowager Yang knew that she had finally met a real master, and she couldn't care about Li Zong's embarrassment, so she forced him to invite that Mr. Zixu into the palace to see him and thank him in person.

Li Zong was also very worried, but there was nothing he could do, Ye Qingdie stayed in the palace every day, and he didn't leave all day long, so he had to wait for Mr. Zixu.

For Ye Qingdie, this errand is not bad, he is also happy to study in the palace, or chat with the old boy, and he is happy.

In order to avoid the imperial court, Xiao Yuesheng hid on Peach Blossom Island, and by the way, he brought Guo Poyu and He Yuzhu to Peach Blossom Island, so that Guo Poyu could concentrate on practicing martial arts, and Guo Xiang also practiced penance on Peach Blossom Island.

When the sun sets, the afterglow fills the sky, reflecting the western sky in a fiery red, and the sunset is brilliant, which makes people think of the reflection of the light.

Guo Xiang is practicing under the peach blossom tree by the sea, one move and one style is very slow, quite a bit of the taste of the Taiji sword in later generations, under the sunset, the sword light seems to have turned orange.

She is slender and graceful, as if she is dancing with a sword, and although her posture is slightly less beautiful than Guan Panpan, it is also pleasing to the eye.

Calmly put away the sword, calmed down, turned around and saw Guo Poyu and He Yuzhu walking through the peach forest, coming together, the smiles on the faces of the two people couldn't be hidden, Guo Xiang couldn't help but snort heavily.

But she was open-minded after all, she just glared at Guo Poyu a few times, then pulled He Yuzhu and ran away, and the two began to whisper.

When Guo Poyu saw He Yuzhu's eye waves from time to time, he knew that the second sister must be saying bad things about herself, but she had accumulated a lot of power, and Guo Poyu didn't have the courage to resist.

"Brother Xiao, why did you have time to come over today?...... Come here, it's shining!"

As soon as Xiao Yuesheng walked into the small garden behind the house, the three girls who were squatting among the flowers and weeding looked up at him, Lu Wushuang was dressed in a lake-green suit, looking up at him, and said with a weird smile.

Xiao Yuesheng touched the bridge of his nose, glanced at Cheng Ying, who was lowering his head, pretending not to see him, a hosta pulled up half of her hair was scattered on the ivory-like neck, Xiuya's snow-white face was slightly red, and the residual light of the sunset shone on her through the flowers, making her a little delicate and charming, comparable to the delicate flowers around her.

"Huh...... , I miss you, come and have a look. Xiao Yuesheng smiled without blushing, approached Wan Yanping, who was smiling and smiling, picked off a white peony, and inserted it into Wan Yanping's shiny black temples.

Since he arranged the formation here, Peach Blossom Island suddenly became warm like spring, and everything resumed growth, and now, the flowers in this back garden have begun to bloom one after another, peonies, peonies, golden chrysanthemums, snow plums, etc., there are many kinds, mixed together, and many are strange flowers transplanted by Wan Yanping from the back garden of Mission Hills.

However, the flowers are blooming, and the weeds in the ground are not far behind, and they grow wildly, so Cheng Ying and the others come to weed in their spare time.

Wan Yanping squatted on the ground, one arm wrapped around **, and the other hand held a shiny delicate hoe, Ying Ying Qiubo glanced at Cheng Ying, who was bowing her head and clenching her jade teeth, and glanced at her husband fiercely, complaining that he had hurt Cheng Ying's heart again.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly, pinched another red peony, walked up to Cheng Ying, squatted down, and did not allow Cheng Ying to stand up, the red peony in her hand had fallen between her loose black hair, and said softly: "Sister Cheng Ying, long time no see!"

“...... It's better not to see it!" Cheng Ying raised her head, her fair and white face was expressionless, and she said indifferently.

After that, she suddenly stood up, raised her bare hand, picked off the red peony on her sideburns, and pulled off a strand of green silk by the way, she glanced at him coldly, handed the delicate peony to Xiao Yuesheng, and said coldly: "The little girl can't stand it, Xiao Zhuang should give it to someone else!"

After speaking, he didn't run away, he still stroked his dark color, bent his legs and squatted down, picked up the delicate and small iron hoe casually, and continued to weed.

Xiao Yuesheng couldn't help but smile silently, staring at Cheng Yingxiuya's fair face and looking at it, seeing that she was unmoved, her eyes were not tilted, and her iron heart did not touch her gaze, so she could only helplessly look at Yan Ping and Lu Wushuang.

Wan Yanping and Lu Wushuang both couldn't help but snicker silently, with an expression of schadenfreude.

Xiao Yuesheng raised his eyebrows, smiled helplessly, pretended to do nothing, stroked his black mustache, and squatted beside Cheng Ying, even so, he still had a chic and chic demeanor.

Cheng Ying immediately turned her delicate body in a different direction, leaving him with a graceful curved back, pretending not to see this person, the small hoe in her hand was still steadily weeding, but the grass she had removed had been removed, but it was still ravaged, which was quite miserable.

“...... Big brother, how is Lin'an's preparation?" Although Wan Yanping hated her husband in her heart, seeing him embarrassed, she couldn't bear it, so she opened her mouth to relieve her predicament and asked softly.

"It's almost, there are Xueqing and they are helping over there, so I don't need to worry about it. Xiao Yuesheng stretched out his hand to take the delicate small iron hoe in Yan Ping's hand, and helped hoe the grass, invisibly showing thoughtfulness, which made Lu Wushuang on the side secretly envious.

Regarding the news of the banquet in Linhu Residence and the announcement of the rebuilding of the Vulture Palace, Xiao Yuesheng told all the wives of his wife.

Wan Yan Ping and Xiao Yu Xiaoyue have both helped for two days in the past, and Wan Yan Ping is very good at this kind of thing, after all, she was born in the royal clan and has an extraordinary vision, plus Xiao Yu executed it on the side, and soon sorted everything out in a good place.

Then the two servants of Mission Hills Villa were left to preside, and they left, and the rest of the matter, these two servants who were originally born as court officials were more than competent.

Lin'an Sihua, who has been stationed in Linhu for almost a long time, is helping out, and Yang Ruonan is in full swing, which is very interesting.

"Big brother, what do you want to marry Sister Xie into the door when you enter? You can't keep dragging it like this, right?!" Wan Yanping's snow-white plain hand clenched her fist and beat her willow waist, her eyes were like water, and she looked at him with a smile.

Xiao Yuesheng lightly hoeed twice, his movements were quite skillful, and he seemed to be an old man, and after hearing Yan Ping's question, he stopped, frowned slightly, and replied with some embarrassment: "Madame is in charge,...... But Fu'er had just entered the door, and she always felt sorry for her too early. ”

Wan Yanping pursed her lips and smiled: "No wonder——!...... Well, why don't you get married again at the end of the year?"

Xiao Yuesheng glared at her, hearing her teasing.

Wan Yanping covered her mouth and laughed a few times, quickly glanced at Cheng Ying, who was colder, and her voice gradually calmed down: "Then it's set in July and August, and I'll go back and discuss it with everyone,...... Actually, we are all ready, even if we get married tomorrow, we won't be in a hurry!"

"Whatever you want!" Xiao Yuesheng shrugged his shoulders, not wanting to talk about this topic anymore, Cheng Ying's face became more and more ugly, and he also knew that it was enough to stop, otherwise, it would backfire.

"Or ?...... Cheng Ying's sister will also marry together!" Wan Yanping glanced at Cheng Ying, who was as cold as frost, and said amazingly.

Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang were both taken aback, even Xiao Yuesheng, who was holding a hoe, couldn't help but stop and looked at Wan Yanping with wide eyes.

Cheng Ying's face suddenly turned crimson into her ears, and her snow-white neck turned into crystal clear red jade, she glared at Wan Yanping with some shame, and said coquettishly: "What nonsense!"

"Sister Wanyan, this is a good idea...... Cousin, you just agree!" Lu Wushuang said with a smile, glanced at his cousin who was too ashamed to raise his head, and then at Brother Xiao, who looked stunned, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that the two were a natural match.

"You also coax!" Cheng Ying pulled the corner of her cousin's clothes, and her clear eyes were full of annoyance, which made Lu Wushuang stick out his tongue.

"Giggle...... , Sister Cheng, you have to think about it, you can't miss the opportunity, don't miss the opportunity because of a tender face, then you have to regret it for life!" Wan Yanping stared at Cheng Ying's crimson face like the western sky, and said unhurriedly and with a smile.

"It's ridiculous!" Cheng Ying finally couldn't resist it, snorted, stood up suddenly, dropped the delicate little iron hoe, twisted through the flowers, and the slender and graceful figure disappeared.

"Way, pay attention to the way!" Xiao Yuesheng reluctantly retracted his gaze and snorted to Wan Yan Ping in a low voice, which made Wan Yan Ping look at him with disgust.

Cheng Ying's surname is reserved, like this, beating her to death, she is embarrassed to say yes, Xiao Yuesheng's mind followed her, and when she saw her running out of the back garden, she stopped, turned around and looked in the direction of Xiao Yuesheng and them, covered her face, and stood there in a daze.

Lu Wushuang finally understood, what is not a family, not entering a family, Ping said that after reading Yan Ping, she was touching, gentle and virtuous, and she was as kind as a spring breeze, but she didn't expect her to be so ...... On such a mischievous side, she thought it was Yang Ruonan.

Wan Yanping knew this, and with Cheng Ying's surname, she would definitely not agree, she just wanted to make fun of the two of them.

They weeded in the garden, Guo Xiang and Guo Poyu's sister and brother competed on the beach, and He Yuzhu served as a witness.

With Guo Polu's Taoism, compared with Guo Xiang, who is no longer Wuxia Ameng, it is far behind, and this period of retreat and penance is by no means useless.

Under the setting sun, the two were bathed in red light, and as soon as they fought, even He Yuzhu, whose martial arts were far weaker than them, could see at a glance.

Guo Xiang's body is as smart as a fox, the lake-green Luo shirt flutters, the posture is elegant and graceful, Guo Poyu can't touch the second sister's body at all, and before a move is delivered, he can only hurriedly change his move and parry the powder fist handed by Guo Xiang.

He Yuzhu on the side was a little unbearable to witness, and he couldn't wait to cover his bright eyes, compared with Guo Xiang's agility, Guo Poyu was like a big stupid bear, and he could only let Guo Xiang play.

And Guo Xiang's skill has improved for thousands of miles, which is far beyond Guo Poyu, coupled with his talent and understanding, he has gradually gained the subtlety of the Nine Yin True Scripture, which is far from being comparable to Guo Poyu, every punch is handed out, it seems to be light and soft and weak, but it contains several dark energy, Guo Poyu is extremely difficult to receive, if it were not for his exquisite internal strength, he would have lost his armor long ago.

Only the ability to parry, there is no power to fight back, Guo Poyu worked hard to support, and he was not discouraged, which greatly moved He Yuzhu, this is a man who stands up to the sky.

"Okay, don't play, it's boring!" Guo Xiang stopped a little boredly, and flicked a strand of hair scattered next to her sideburns when she moved, her breath was even, without any heaviness, but Guo Poyu was panting and sweating profusely.

"Po Yu, you know it's amazing, right?!" Guo Xiang's sullenness also vented, and he snorted with a smile.

"Amazing...... Awesome, really awesome...... Second sister, how do you practice?!" Guo Poyu gasped a few times, and the mental method of the Nine Yin True Sutra worked, and he worked hard to regulate his breathing.

There is no shame on his face, every time he fights with the eldest sister, it is like this, and the perseverance of perseverance is also forced to practice, but this time it was replaced by the second sister, the difference is not big, and there is only envy in his heart.

"Without him, practice hard!" Guo Xiang's thin cherry lips were slightly upturned, his eyes were bright, and he glanced at his younger brother.

Guo Poyu nodded solemnly, took the champa handed over by He Yuzhu, wiped the sweat on his forehead and neck, and secretly decided in his heart that he must work hard and practice martial arts, and be surpassed by the second sister so much, if the eldest sister knows, he will definitely count them endlessly, besides, it is too embarrassing to let his brother-in-law know.

He Yuzhu was envious, and when he saw the martial arts of their sister and brother, he knew that his martial arts were too low, and he was ashamed to think about his previous conceit.

If compared with ordinary people, He Yuzhu was born in a martial arts family, has laid a solid foundation since she was a child, and practicing martial arts will get twice the result with half the effort, which is by no means comparable to ordinary martial arts disciples.

Now that I think about it, I know that I am shallow, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in the martial arts, even if it is my father's martial arts, in front of the people of Mission Hills Villa, it is also a child's style.

Alas, Brother Guo's second sister is a woman, and so is herself, why is her martial arts so poor? !

Guo Poyu's sister and brother and He Yuzhu stayed on Peach Blossom Island to practice, learning from each other, stimulating each other, full of energy, coupled with the guidance of Xiaoxing, the master, the martial arts of the three of them have advanced by leaps and bounds, making Xiao Yuesheng, who was watching from the sidelines, secretly envious, this kind of simple years is extremely rare.

And Xiao Yuesheng was still hiding on Peach Blossom Island, and returned to Guanlan Villa with Wan Yanping at night, and through Xiaoyu's news, he knew that Lin'an's palace and Linhu residence were guarded by the ministers of the imperial court, and each of them carried an edict, and as soon as he appeared, he announced the edict and ordered him to enter the palace.

Xiao Yuesheng didn't want to pay attention to them easily, but still wanted to take advantage of them for a while, and took advantage of the morning to steal Guo Fu from Linhuju, and the two went back to Guo's mansion in Xiangyang City to meet the old man and his mother-in-law to relieve Guo Fu's troubles.

"Mother-in-law, congratulations!" As soon as he stepped into Guo's mansion and saw Huang Rong in the elegantly furnished study, Xiao Yuesheng said with a smile.

Huang Rong looked at her daughter who rushed to the front twice, and when she saw her bright and brilliant look, she was happy, and turned her head and asked with a smile: "Where does the joy come from?"

Xiao Yuesheng smiled but didn't answer, and glanced at Guo Fu.

"It's nothing, it's a broken sweetheart. Guo Fu left her mother's side, helped her husband take off her mink fur, hung it on the hanger, and said lightly.

"What?!Broken has a sweetheart?!" Huang Rong was really overjoyed, and just about to sit down, she stood up suddenly, pressed the bookcase, and asked nervously, leaving behind the magnanimity of the world's largest gang leader.

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