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Jiang Nanyun Yingying's eyes flashed, and the killing thought in her heart suddenly rose, she saw through Liu Zhennan's mind at a glance, and understood the silver thought in his eyes, she was very angry and murderous. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although Jiang Nanyun is full of charms and, but in front of her, men rarely show such a naked ugliness, because she was born too beautiful, her face is like snow, and she is terrifying.

"What is Gang Leader Liu thinking?!" Seeing that Liu Zhennan was caught in a delusion, Jiang Nanyun snorted coldly.

Liu Zhennan came back to his senses, and his eyes wandered over her pale face: "Gang Leader Jiang is here today, is it here to communicate with spies, or to discuss?...... If Liu doesn't agree, will he meet each other in arms?!"

Jiang Nan Yundai frowned slightly, glanced at him coldly, and then smiled faintly: "Whether it is war or peace, it is all in the thought of Gang Leader Liu!"

Since she had murderous intent, she naturally didn't want to bother talking about it.

"Okay, good!" Liu Zhennan sneered, his face red like a heavy jujube, and he had a tendency to turn purple, and his anger surged.

This anger became more and more vigorous, and in the end, he shook his long sword, pointed directly at Jiang Nanyun, and snorted coldly: "I heard that the swordsmanship of Xiao Yihan is superb, but when I see the sword light, I don't see the sword shadow, and I have to learn a thing or two!"

"Okay!" Jiang Nanyun smiled faintly, pressed the hilt of the sword with his right hand, moved prettyly, and slowly approached: "...... I will be done to you!"

Liu Zhennan's face was solemn, once he made a move, he would never underestimate the enemy, and the lion fought the rabbit with all his strength, and he concealed his own strength, and it was inevitable that he would guard against others as the same.

"Pick up!" Jiang Nanyun's wrist moved, and the frost sword came out of its sheath.

Hearing a dragon roar, the white light flashed in front of him, Liu Zhennan only felt a flash of lightning shooting towards him, and hurriedly waved his long sword, "Wild sand in the sky", and swung out the sword net to protect himself in it.

There was a crisp sound of "ding", and the two swords intersected.

The long sword in Liu Zhennan's hand shook, only to feel a strong surge, along the sword body to the shoulder, indifferent and mellow, his body involuntarily kicked back, and his chest suffocated, as if the entire internal organs were shaken.

He stretched his neck, and with a "poof" sound, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of hot blood.

Stretched out his hand to wipe the corners of his mouth, his expression was indifferent, he squinted his eyes slightly, his eyes were as sharp as a falcon, staring at Jiang Nanyun, and sneered: "The Jiang Gang Master's skills are really extraordinary!"

Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and smiled, smiling smartly, his eyes were full of waves, as if he was affectionate and ruthless, but he couldn't see the killing intent at all.

She raised her jade hand, lightly swept the lock of hair that fell next to her sideburns, and glanced at Liu Zhennan's long sword lightly, a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, this Liu Zhennan seems to be arrogant, but he is very thoughtful, his skills are very profound, and he is by no means an ordinary master, if he hadn't met Zuo Lengchan a while ago, he was injured, and he was taught a good lesson by the master, and he didn't dare to underestimate the enemy again, maybe this trick would have suffered a dark loss.

Seeing her so lightly, Liu Zhennan suddenly became angry, it was anger towards himself, he strode under his feet, performed eight steps to catch the cicada, and rushed straight over.

Being in the air, the long sword waved, and several sword shadows suddenly slashed towards Jiang Nanyun in unison, as if the sword technique was turned into a sword technique.

This trick splits Huashan, which is very fierce, with his jujube-like face and brilliant eyes, it captures people's hearts and minds, and surrenders without a fight.

Jiangnan Yun Yan smiled, like a hundred flowers blooming, his left hand was pinched into a sword trick, and he led forward lightly, and the sword in his right hand was stabbed, and he sent it lightly, the cloud was light and the wind was light, and there was no fire, as if he was dancing alone with a sword.

Liu Zhennan snorted angrily, twisted his waist hard, and several sword shadows suddenly disappeared, turning into a sword, turning his wrist, and the long sword turned into a cut, from the upper left to the lower right corner, obliquely slashed to.

Jiang Nanyun's body stretched, as if he had stretched a lazy waist, and with a lazy lift, the front end of the long sword stabbed out was erected, colliding with Liu Zhennan's long sword.

The sound of "ding" is quite pleasant.

The two of them each took a step back, and Jiang Nanyun couldn't help but praise lightly: "Good sword!"

His own frost sword is the master's sword, it is a sword that blows hair and breaks hair, sharpens iron like clay, and resists it with a jade void trick, which is even sharper and more powerful, if it is an ordinary Qingfeng sword, at this point, it will be turned into pieces.

"The name of the sword is crazy sand!" Liu Zhennan smiled proudly, sank his face again, rubbed his body up, and the sword shadow was all over the sky, like a sandstorm in the desert, splitting his head and covering his face, which was suffocating.

Liu Zhennan doesn't believe in evil in his heart, and his dignified leader of the Zhennan Gang can't clean up such a weak beauty?!

Jiang Nan Yun Dai's eyebrows moved, and as soon as the frost sword was handed over, he seemed to send out a sword carelessly.

Liu Zhennan was busy twisting and pressing his wrist, busy changing his moves, and he was extremely depressed in his heart, and he couldn't wait to look up to the sky and howl to vent his depression.

Jiang Nanyun's sword move seemed to be careless, and the power was completely lost, but it was pointing to the gap between his moves, which was originally a round and wishful move, and it was suddenly interrupted, as if he was interrupted when he was in a hearty little solution, and he was really breathless.

His sword moves are in harmony with the internal force, forcibly changing the moves, the domineering internal force can only be forcibly diverted, his internal strength is profound, but he is practiced in the desert, strong and fierce, but not mellow enough.

If he does it in Pingyue, he will be hard-hitting, fierce, and unmatched, but at this time, his weaknesses will be exposed, and the true qi in his body will be so shocked that his internal organs and six organs are faintly painful.

Jiangnan Yunming's eyes suddenly opened, and the lotus foot under his feet stepped violently, and suddenly, his body accelerated, turning into a white shadow and rushing straight towards Liu Zhennan, and the frost sword was like a streamer, stabbing him straight in the chest.

Liu Zhennan was shocked, caught off guard, kicked his feet, and quickly retreated to avoid this abrupt and sharp stab.

But when it comes to body methods, in the world, few people can stand side by side with Jiang Nanyun, although he retreated, but to no avail, besides, his blood and qi around him at this time are not smooth, his internal force is sluggish, and at the moment of life and death, he is out of control and unable to speed up his body.

wanted to retreat, but he couldn't retreat quickly, he wanted to resist with a horizontal sword, but it was too late, Liu Zhennan could only watch the long sword pierce into his chest like a streamer.

Jiang Nanyun's right hand stabbed him in the chest with a sword, directly piercing his chest, and his left palm slapped lightly, just on the spine of his long sword.

The white jade-like palm struck the sword, making a clanging sound, like a symphony of gold and iron.

With a palm on the sword body, she took the opportunity to borrow her strength, her body folded, and she retreated leisurely, with a graceful posture, like a crane landing gracefully.

As the long sword was drawn, the blood arrows gushed out, and Liu Zhennan only felt that the strength around his body seemed to gush out with the blood, and his whole body was weak, and the darkness slowly surged up.

He was unconvinced, and wanted to open his mouth to scold, but he couldn't make a sound, and blood gushed up his throat and blocked his throat.

The darkness came like a tide, wanting to swallow him, he was terrified in his heart, he didn't want to die like this, the beautiful women in this world, still waiting to play with him!

"Bang!" he fell to the ground, his body convulsed, and he soon fell into a coma, and his life faded as the blood flowed out.

A sharp cry rang out, but a woman was lying on the window, looking at the situation outside, and involuntarily screamed.

In the silence of the night, the scream was sudden and poignant, breaking the silence of the night, and people woke up from their sleep.

Jiang Nanyun turned his head and glanced at the woman, her hair was black and shiny, and she was wet and sticking to her body, only wearing a nightgown, her face was quite charming, but at this time she had a look of horror.

She shook her head, ignored it, glanced down at Liu Zhennan, flicked her fingers, and a white light hit his death point, and then her figure floated, rose up to the wall, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The next day, the atmosphere in Luoyang City was quite solemn, and the leader of the Zhennan Gang, the first gang in Luoyang City, was actually killed at home!

According to his fifth concubine, the man who killed him was a woman in white, but the night was so dark that he did not hear them or see her face, so he did not know her identity.

But the leaders of the gangs in Luoyang City knew that the murderer of Liu Zhennan must be Jiang Nanyun.

Shaw House

The midday sun is exceptionally hot, and even though the midsummer is about to pass, people still dare not stand under the sun and enjoy the sun.

In Xiao Yuesheng's study, it is as cool as autumn, and there are formations laid out in it, purifying, dusting, mothproof, and constant temperature.

He was standing in front of the Xuan Desk, with the window open, and in the sunlight, he was painting with great interest.

There was a tuk tuk and there was a knock on the door.

"Nanyun, come in!" Xiao Yuesheng said casually, bathed in the sun, swaying his pen non-stop, and his expression was focused.

With a "squeak", the door was pushed open, Jiang Nanyun was dressed in a lilac light gauze palace dress, and Yingying walked in.

"Master, are you looking for me?" Jiang Nanyun floated to his side like a white cloud, and asked softly, bringing a burst of fragrance, and a beautiful atmosphere suddenly rose in the entire study.

"You killed Liu Zhennan?" Xiao Yuesheng continued to write, asking casually, looking down at her.

"Hmm. Jiang Nanyun looked at the master's paintings, looked at them carefully, and answered casually.

"Oh-?...... Why?" he paused, raised his head, and looked at the amorous and unpredictable disciple.

Jiang Nanyun looked at the master, the waves in his bright eyes flowed, there was a moving style between his eyebrows, and there was a hint of indifference flashing between the eyes waves.

She snorted lightly: "Liu Zhennan, the demon in the color, should be killed,...... Besides, if you kill him, you can also stand up for power,...... Kill two birds with one stone, so the disciple made a ruthless move. ”

Xiao Yuesheng nodded, glanced at her, lowered his head again, and painted with ink.

Jiang Nanyun didn't say much, standing beside him, watching him wave his pen up and down, his eyes were shining, and he glanced at his face from time to time.

After a while, Xiao Yuesheng stopped writing, looked at it, and put the pen on the pen stand next to him, with a smile on his face, quite satisfied.

A hearty ink landscape has been completed, the Jiangnan Yuntankou opens and closes, sighs and admires, looks carefully, the eyes are hazy, and falls into the artistic conception.

"Nanyun, you don't have to go to the main altar for the past two days, stay here and learn painting from the teacher!" Xiao Yuesheng also looked down at his paintings and said lightly.

"Master......" Jiang Nanyun looked up and looked at him puzzled.

Xiao Yuesheng raised his head, met her Yingying eyes, and said softly: "The four arts of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are indispensable,...... You have a rough grasp of the piano skills, but the heat is too tender, and you need to practice slowly in the future, and now it's time to start learning the painting skills. ”

"Master, the disciple has practiced martial arts, why do you still need to learn these?" Jiang Nanyun was puzzled, asked in a tired voice, poured tea with his hands, and handed it over with both hands.

Xiao Yuesheng stretched out his hand to take the teacup, took a sip, and said slowly: "Martial arts is only a small skill, it was easy before, but after practice, it is more and more difficult to progress.

"I see. Jiang Nanyun nodded abruptly.

Xiao Yuesheng and Jiang Nanyun sat in the study, and the milky white carpet was covered with scrolls, all of which Xiao Yuesheng made in his spare time.

Jiang Nanyun opened the scroll one by one and admired it carefully, his jade face was full of intoxication, but he couldn't image the shock in his heart, and he was uncomfortable.

A slight sound of footsteps suddenly sounded, light but fast, and finally stopped in front of the study, followed by a knock on the door.

"Master, Master Yue came to visit Miss. Xiaohe's delicate voice sounded outside the door.

Jiang Nanyun held the painting scroll in one hand, looked up at the door, looked stunned, and after a while, he pulled it out of the painting and waved his jade hand: "Got it, I'll go over immediately." ”

She turned her head to look at Xiao Yuesheng, and Yingying's eyes revealed inquiry.

"Well, go ahead. Xiao Yuesheng raised his eyebrows heavily and nodded.

Yue Buqun sat in the hall of the Xiao Mansion, dressed in a blue shirt, with a sword around his waist, a wide robe and a slow belt, elegant and elegant, and a gentleman's gentle and elegant demeanor.

He was bowing his head slightly at this time, as if he was pondering, and he didn't realize that Jiang Nanyun had already arrived.

"Master Yue. Jiang Nanyun coughed lightly, his jade face seemed to be smiling, and his expression was moving.

Yue Buqun came back to his senses, looked up, was slightly stunned, and then looked calm as usual, as if he had noticed her arrival, and hugged his fists to greet him.

Jiang Nanyun smiled skillfully, exchanged a few words, and then began to get to the point.

(To be continued)