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Jiang Nanyun chuckled and shook his head: "Master, this Zuo Lengzen is really thoughtful!"

Xiao Yuesheng frowned, glared at her angrily, and his figure flickered, and he disappeared. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Jiang Nanyun stood in the dark night, looking at the direction where the master disappeared, shook his head slightly, and thought in his heart, although the master has great powers and martial arts like a god, he has always been clumsy in his usual life, as if everything doesn't matter, and he is not competitive, but he is very proud in his bones, and he can't allow others to climb on his head.

Second, the sun was rising, like a purple-red disc hanging in the east.

The two stood on the top of the peak.

See the peak of the surname, the mountains and rocks are strange, and there is almost no flat land.

At the feet of the two of them, each of them was a cliff that stood as tall as a sword, like two stone swords stuck in the ground, and the two stood on the tip of the sword.

The cold wind was cold, Jiang Nanyun was dressed in a moon-white Luo shirt, fluttering and flying, Xiao Yuesheng was wearing a green shirt and standing with his hands in his hands.

"Nanyun, today I will teach you the Clear Void Sword Technique. Xiao Yuesheng's expression was solemn, his eyes were calm, and his voice came calmly in the cold wind.

Jiang Nanyun was stunned, his jade face was shining, and he shouted softly: "Clear Void Sword Technique?!"

"Hmm. Xiao Yuesheng nodded, looked up, the distant mountains were reckless, the heaven and the earth were under his feet, he sighed and shook his head: "Your jade void cultivation is too poor, and I don't know if you can practice it." ”

"Master, don't worry!" Jiang Nanyun patted his towering chest, his face was like snow, and he was amazingly beautiful, and his body seemed to be shrouded in a layer of clear light.

For this set of Qingxu swordsmanship, Jiang Nanyun has been famous for a long time, knowing that its power is great, it is by no means comparable to the jade void swordsmanship, and he has coveted it for a long time, and now he has finally got his wish.

Xiao Yuesheng turned his head, looked at her fixedly, shook his head and sighed, as if he was in a mood.

He waved his hand, weak: "Try it!"

As soon as his right hand was raised, the frost sword on Jiang Nanyun's waist suddenly came out of its sheath, and it fell into his hand with a "whoosh", and he led the long sword, and the tip of the sword was erected.

As soon as the sword was in his hands, his lazy expression changed sharply, like a sword out of its sheath, radiant and scorching.

With a move, the immortal pointed the way, and his eyes followed the tip of the sword, as if the human sword was one, and it was difficult to distinguish each other, and then, it was an endless stream of sword moves.

He stood on the tip of the stone, his heels were lightly cocked, and he only touched the ground with his toes, and he got up as soon as he touched it, and his swordsmanship was light, like a dance, graceful as a volley.

Jiangnan Yunming's eyes flickered, like the noon sun reflected in the clear spring, clear and bright, staring at Xiao Yuesheng intently.

The secret of pure heart has reached a very high level, and it is never forgotten, and when it is swept by the bright eyes, it is imprinted in the mind, engraved a deep imprint, and it is extremely unforgettable.

Xiao Yuesheng's swordsmanship is not fast, but it is not slow, it looks ordinary, and it seems that there is no subtlety and transcendence.

Jiang Nanyun looked at it intently, although he didn't have time to distract himself, he still felt puzzled.

She also couldn't see any subtlety in this set of swordsmanship, it was usually tight, and it was not even as subtle as her own Jade Void swordsmanship.

After a few breaths, there were a total of twelve moves, Xiao Yuesheng stopped his sword, took the sword momentum, pulled a sword flower, flicked his wrist, turned into a streamer, and appeared in the sheath of Jiang Nanyun's waist.

"Just give it a try. Xiao Yuesheng regained his laziness, waved his hand, and showed a trace of impatience in his expression: "Use the jade void recipe to urge you to take a look." ”

Jiang Nanyun's eyes flowed, and he glanced at him fiercely, and with the sound of "Zheng", the frost sword came out of the sheath.

She never forgot it, the tip of the sword was collared, and the spirit and spirit were one with the sword in an instant, one body, indistinguishable from each other, indestructible.

With a move of the immortal to guide the way, she began to practice swordsmanship, according to the impression in her mind, there was nothing wrong.

The magic of the pure heart trick is revealed, her body and mind are one, the mind is everywhere, the body naturally fits, and there is no feeling of powerlessness.

After the immortal pointed the way, she noticed that something was wrong, and under the urging of the jade void, the sword momentum suddenly accelerated, and everything in front of her became blurry, and there was a faint feeling of vertigo.

It's like riding on a fierce horse, although you want to control it, but it's hard to control.

Since practicing, she has never experienced this feeling of being involuntary and uncontrollable.

The Pure Heart Recipe was like a spiritual snake, swimming suddenly, circling in her head, and then divided into two ways, which drilled into her eyes.

As soon as my eyes lit up, everything around me slowed down, as if the leaves were falling slowly.

The slow change of illness made her chest feel stuffy, and she faintly felt nauseated, but fortunately, the jade void trick flowed, and her body was full of clear energy, taking away such nausea.

Everything around her slowed down, and she felt that she was swinging her sword at the same speed as she had in her mind, only to notice something different.

Every sword move, although it is plain, does not seem to be subtle, nor is it ingenious, but driven by the jade void, it feels a little difficult, the sword is like a thousand pounds, and each sword is stabbed, and it takes enough internal strength.

After only five moves, she only felt that her body was empty, and she actually felt like she was going to be empty.

Since she practiced the Jade Void Technique, her internal strength has been incomparably strong, vast as a river, almost endless, unless she fights against her master, she has never exhausted her strength.

Now, after only practicing five moves, the incomparable internal force has been squandered, and it seems that this set of swordsmanship does have its differences.

She thought about it for a moment, and understood what the master had just said, and she also knew why he had not passed it on to herself, it turned out that it was because of insufficient internal strength.

It's just that she still wonders what the mystery of this set of swordsmanship is, and why it consumes so much internal strength, but it has no power.

Her stubborn surname was together, even if she was exhausted, she still forcibly practiced, and her internal strength was finally exhausted, her meridians were empty, her body was weak, and she couldn't help but stumble.

Xiao Yuesheng stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the reckless mountains at his feet, and didn't seem to see it.

Although Jiang Nanyun was exhausted and his body was weak, he was still quick with his eyes and hands, and the frost sword was inserted into the ground to stabilize his body.

Xiao Yuesheng turned around and glanced at her: "Don't practice hard next time, lest you go crazy." ”

Jiang Nan Yunjiao gasped: "Master, there will be ...... Is it that serious?"

The towering breasts rise and fall violently, bulging and rising, as if they are about to tear out, giving people a strong sense of visual impact.

"Hmm. Xiao Yuesheng nodded, a little absent-minded, shook his head, and stared at Jiang Nanyun.

Jiang Nanyun's eyes flowed, and she lowered her gaze slightly, and when she was looked at by the master like this, she actually felt shy, and red clouds slowly rose on her cheeks, delicate and beautiful.

"You, it's too useless!" Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and sighed, turned around and swayed, and his figure disappeared into the air.

Jiang Nanyun bit his lower lip tightly, his heart hurt slightly, and he stood in the cold wind in a daze, not moving for a long time, as if he had become a statue.

She could feel that this time, Master was not joking, he was really disappointed.

At noon, Zuo Lengchan said goodbye to everyone and went down the mountain, surrounded by the great yin and yang hands, and more than ten disciples of the Songshan faction, all of whom were full of spirit and spirit, with sharp eyes, and the frame of a group of masters, which made people dare not approach.

At the foot of Heng Mountain, there is a forest, looking at night, a black forest, it is now noon, the leaves are sparse, revealing a gloomy atmosphere.

This place is the place where Yilin met that night.

Far away from the forest, Zuo Lengchan, who was walking on the mountain road, suddenly stared, his footsteps paused, and a person appeared in his field of vision, standing next to the woods, blocking the mountain road.

This person is dressed in a green shirt, the mountain breeze is blowing, the clothes are fluttering, and the thunder is falling.

The big yin and yang hand Le Hou turned around: "Head, it's Xiao Yihan!"

His face was heavy, how strong Xiao Yihan's martial arts were, he didn't personally understand it, but his disciple Jiang Nanyun was measured by his hands, and he was not an opponent.

Zuo Lengchan sneered, his face was like ice, his eyes were cold, he nodded, his feet did not stop, and he didn't seem to see him.

In the blink of an eye, getting closer and closer, he saw Xiao Yihan's solemn face clearly, his eyes were as warm as jade, and he looked at it intently, but it was extremely profound, as if there was a charming world in his eyes, which made people can't help but fall into it, and it was difficult to extricate himself.

"Mr. Xiao, what are you doing?!" Zuo Lengchan hugged his fists and asked in a deep voice, his expression was grim and unpretentious.

His eyes were warm, and he stared at Zuo Lengchan for a long time, and was silent.

The disciple of the Songshan Sect next to him moved slowly, slowly dispersed, and protected Zuo Lengchan in it, feeling Xiao Yuesheng's hostility.

Zuo Lengchan waved his hand, signaling that the disciples did not have to move, and looked at Xiao Yuesheng fearlessly: "If Mr. Xiao has any teachings, you might as well speak up!"

Xiao Yuesheng suddenly smiled, revealing a hint of self-deprecation, and shook his head: "Last night, that trick made the tiger away from the mountain wonderful. ”

Zuo Lengchan smiled coldly: "Pass the prize." ”

He didn't prevaricate and deny it, knowing that Xiao Yuesheng would definitely understand, otherwise, even if he was strong in martial arts, he would have been designed to get rid of him.

Xiao Yuesheng's eyes froze, purple lightning burst out, and a purple gas flashed on his warm face.

The surrounding air seemed to be frozen, and the disciples of the Songshan Sect had difficulty breathing, their faces turned red, and they tried their best to urge their internal forces, but to no avail.

In a moment, they all fainted and fell to the ground.

Zuo Lengchan and Le Hou's legs were slightly bent, their eyes were slightly closed, their bodies relaxed, they stood up, and their internal forces were running, resisting this inexplicable might.

Zuo Lengchan only felt as if his body was bound by an invisible rope, and it was difficult to move, even if he breathed, it was extremely difficult.

He has strong internal strength, long qi veins, and has a set of mysterious mental methods, reducing breathing, which is similar to the turtle breath gong, which is used by him to conceal his breath, and it is quite effective to use it at this time.

He felt cold in his heart, and his mouth was full of bitterness, he didn't expect that Xiao Yihan was so terrifying, he knew that he should not provoke him.

It's just that the matter has come to this, the mistake has been made, and there is no turning back from the bow, only to struggle to the death and kill a way out.

He slapped his palm towards Le Hou, his body was slow, his movements were sluggish, and he seemed to be an eighty-year-old man.

Le Hou's figure flew up, the cold wind was blowing in front of him, and he clearly heard the voice of the head of the house: "You go first!"

Xiao Yuesheng stood with his hands in his hands, his clothes fluttering, with a sneer on his face, but he didn't move, he still stared at Zuo Lengchan, with a faint purple electricity in his eyes and a terrifying expression.

Zuo Lengchan felt bitter in his heart, but he didn't expect that this move would break Xiao Yuesheng's momentum, everything about himself, as if a child was facing an adult, even if he tried all kinds of tricks, he didn't care about it.

Le Hou's figure landed, but he didn't leave, he was moved in his heart, and he always felt that the head of the house was not acting above board enough, and he was not a person all the way.

But adversity sees the truth, at such a juncture, he left a broken queen, and this affection is really difficult to repay.

"Master, I'll drag him down, you go first!" Le Hou flew over, was in the air, and hit Xiao Yuesheng's vest with both palms.

Xiao Yuesheng didn't look at it, and waved his sleeve backwards with his left hand.

Le Hou's figure rushed forward for a moment, and flew backwards violently, in the air, dancing with his hands, screaming again and again, as if he was fanned by the banana fan of the iron fan princess.

More than twenty feet away, Le Hou's short and fat body fell down, and with a "bang", he fell to the ground heavily, silent.

"You killed him-?!" Zuo Lengchan's eyes were cold, and he stared at Xiao Yuesheng.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head: "Just faint." ”

Zuo Lengchan still didn't believe it, but his body couldn't move, it was difficult to breathe, and he had used all his strength to say these words.

Xiao Yuesheng walked slowly, came to him, and looked him up and down.

Zuo Lengchan was stared at by his warm gaze, his whole body was cold, and he struggled hard, but in vain, as if there was an invisible net, trapping himself and unable to move.

"Today, I'm not going to kill you. Xiao Yuesheng said in a light tone, and said slowly: "If I had the intention to kill you, I would have taken your surname a long time ago!"

Zuo Lengchan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, the great cause has not been accomplished, the surname has been lost, it is a pity, if you can not die, the green mountains will be there, and you will have the opportunity to achieve the great cause.

Xiao Yuesheng paced left and right, standing still in front of Zuo Lengchan, who was like a statue, and frowned slightly: "The person I hate the most in my life is being tricked. ”

Zuo Lengchan was silent, lest he speak, which would anger him and change his mind.

"Turning the tiger away from the mountain makes it wonderful...... The death penalty can be avoided, but the living crime is unforgivable!" Xiao Yuesheng snorted lightly, and a palm came out and was imprinted on Zuo Lengchan's chest.

Zuo Lengchan only felt a hot internal breath rushing in, wandering in his body for a week, coiling on his chest, his body loosened, and the invisible net disappeared.

He moved his hands and feet and looked up at Xiao Yuesheng: "What do you want?!"

Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly, turned around and left, his figure rising, walking farther and farther, higher and higher, as if stepping on an invisible ladder.

He was like a white cloud, walked to the treetops, stepped on the treetops, walked on the ground, and disappeared into the reckless mountain in a blink of an eye.

Zuo Lengchan's silkworm frowned, thought about it, his face changed, and his luck looked inward.

The cold ice was surging with true qi, but as soon as he reached the mouth of his chest, his body suddenly trembled, and severe pain surged from all directions, everywhere around his body.

This sharp pain, painful to the bone marrow, even the head could not be spared, as if to go crazy, his eyes went black, fainted.

When he woke up slowly, he found that there was a row of people standing beside him, but they were the disciples of the Songshan Sect, they were huddled together, looking at him with concern.

Zuo Lengchan glanced at it and found that he was lying on the couch in a room, the futon was thick and soft, and it was very comfortable.

"Senior Brother Le, where is this?" Zuo Lengchan asked coldly.

Le Hou squeezed out a smile: "Master, let's be in the Yuelai Inn." ”

Zuo Lengchan nodded, sat up, and waved his hand: "Let's go and go together!"

His appearance, alive and vigorous, does not look like he was injured internally, seeing him like this, more than ten disciples saluted and left, and Le Hou stayed.

"Master, what's going on?!" Le Hou approached and asked in a low voice, his face was heavy, he had learned Xiao Yihan's power, and he still had palpitations.

In front of Xiao Yihan, he was like a child, without the power to resist, and he hated this feeling.

He couldn't wait to make a big move in his skills immediately, defeat Xiao Yihan, and let out this evil breath, but then he thought about it, but he was at a loss, and a deep sense of powerlessness grabbed him, Xiao Yihan's martial arts are really unbelievable, unbelievable, such martial arts, how can human beings do it? !

"Nothing. Zuo Lengchan waved his hand, his face cold.

Le Hou hesitated for a moment, shut up, and fainted, presumably he fought with Xiao Yihan, with Xiao Yihan's martial arts, the head of the family would not be pleased.

He said goodbye playfully, opened the door and went out.

Zuo Lengchan pushed open the window, the twilight was shrouded outside, the sun had set, the smell of burning wood wafted in the air, and the noise on the street was faintly heard.

He saw clearly that this was an elegant courtyard, quite far away from the street, peaceful and quiet.

Closing the window, he sat cross-legged on the couch, his power slowly flowing, only a trace of internal force was transported, circulating in the meridians, and when he passed through the middle of the body, his heart was nervous.

There was still a stream of hot gas coiled in the body, and these hot gases seemed to form a bead of air, slowly rotating and condensing without dissipating.

When this trace of internal force passed, the heat rotated by itself, ignoring it and letting it pass, Zuo Lengchan suddenly felt happy in his heart.

He slowly increased the flow of internal force, carefully observed, but there was still no response, and the heat in his body seemed to be a person who didn't care about people, spinning on his own, ignoring the internal force that passed.

When he was puzzled, he was glad that if it was like the last time, he would not be able to exert his internal strength at all, if it was like that, it would be extremely terrifying.

After a long time, he did not give up, although he did not pay attention to people, but beside the couch, how could he allow others to sleep soundly, and the hot air was entrenched here, which was always troublesome, and it might become a great harm in the future, and it must be removed.

Thinking of this, he separated a trace of internal force, and went to the middle of the body, like a thin silk, and slowly circled towards the bead of hot air, wanting to explore the void and reality.

As soon as the thread of internal force touched the air beads, the severe pain swept the sky and the earth, like a surging flood, swept in, and could not be resisted, his eyes were dark, and he fainted again.

When I woke up, I opened my eyes and the room was filled with darkness.

He turned his head to look at the empty room, lying on the couch by himself, with a thick and soft mattress under him, but his heart was cold.

Carefully urging the internal force, I found that the air bead in the body was still circling, and the internal force flowed through, and there was nothing unusual.

But he didn't dare to take any more risks, far away, he didn't dare to let the internal force collide with the qi beads, otherwise, he would definitely faint again.

This is in the territory of the Hengshan faction, on other people's territory, if you pass out, maybe the disaster of killing is in front of you.

Last night's assassination failed to kill Yue Buqun, but it angered Xiao Yihan, it really outweighed the loss, he shook his head, and sighed secretly in his heart.

Everything around him has become gray, and this bead of qi in his body has become a problem for his henchmen, and if he can't get rid of it, his heart will be uneasy.

"Senior Brother Le!" he exclaimed, his voice cold and hard.

Le Hou pushed the door in, and Zuo Lengzen said, "Let's set off overnight!"

"Yes!" Although Le Hou was puzzled, he did not hesitate, bowed out, beckoned the disciples to pack up, and set off immediately.

Early in the morning, Xiao Yuesheng slept lazily, and after getting up, the sun was already in the middle of the sky, and there was a whirring sound outside the house, and he closed his eyes and knew that it was Jiang Nanyun practicing swords.

This room is very simple, it is a guest meditation room, only one couch and one table, he breathes a few sips on the couch, and pushes the door out.

In the center of the courtyard are four small pine trees, formed in four directions, forming a square, standing proudly in the cold wind, still exuding vitality.

In the middle of the four small trees, the pink figure of Jiangnan Yun flickered, shuttling between the small trees like a butterfly, the frost sword waved, and the sword light flickered, enveloping his figure.

The tip of the sword often swept past the pine needles, and the difference was a fraction, but it was not touched after all, and the sharp sword qi seemed to be nothing, not the slightest pine tree, and the leaves did not fall.

"Master is up?!" Jiang Nanyun's figure flashed, appearing in front of Xiao Yuesheng, and the Frost Sword held his arm backwards, smiling.

Her jade face is snow-white, her cheeks are crimson, it seems that a piece of white jade is smeared with a layer of rouge, and she spews out white gas from her seductive mouth, and the two white gases are swinging leisurely, but they seem to have infinite strength, almost reaching the ground.

Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her and said with a smile: "It's rare to be so diligent!"

Jiang Nanyun's eyes widened, and he said in a greasy voice: "Master, why are you making fun of people like this?!"

Xiao Yuesheng smiled and said, "Can you go to see Lin Shao's dart?"

"Shao Dart's head injury healed quickly, with Master's elixir, how can there be anything?!" Jiang Nanyun swept his hair and laughed coquettishly.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled, and his expression was solemn: "How are you practicing your swordsmanship?"

"I've been able to pull out six moves now. Jiang Nanyun's voice was low, and his bright eyes turned away, not daring to look at him.

Although Xiao Yuesheng usually laughs with her, he is very strict with his martial arts cultivation, if he makes a slight mistake, he will not scold, but he will sink his face, which is enough to make people unbearable.

"Well, six moves......" Xiao Yuesheng nodded, didn't speak, and turned back to the house.

Soon, as soon as he sat down, Jiang Nanyun walked in with a wooden basin in his hand and a towel on his shoulder, waiting for him to wash.

"Master, when are we leaving?" While Xiao Yuesheng was washing his face, Jiang Nanyun went to the couch to fold the quilt and asked casually.

"Let's go today. Xiao Yuesheng wiped his face with a towel, and his movements were neat.

"Let's leave today?" Jiang Nanyun turned around in surprise.

Xiao Yuesheng nodded and put the towel aside: "It's useless to stay here any longer, over there in the villa, I don't know if anything will happen." ”

"Master, is he missing his master?!" Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and chuckled, smiling skillfully.

Xiao Yuesheng frowned and snorted, "Little child, what are you talking about!"

With that, he turned and went out of the house, heading straight to the west.

The courtyard where Yue Buqun lived was far away from Xiao Yuesheng, if it weren't for that, Zuo Lengchan wouldn't have succeeded that night.

When he came to the courtyard, he saw Lin Pingzhi walking slowly in the courtyard, and when he saw Xiao Yuesheng coming in, he hurriedly bowed his hand.

"Don't be polite with a few darts, you're hurt. Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand and smiled.

Yue Buqun came out of the house, his body was full of purple gas, and he seemed to be practicing Zixia Divine Skill, and when he saw Xiao Yuesheng coming, he hurriedly collected his skills.

"Mr. Xiao, please come soon. Yue Buqun was very enthusiastic, smiling, and his demeanor was a little close.

Xiao Yuesheng has a deep relationship with the Huashan faction, and among the Wuyue Sword faction, in addition to Yilin's Hengshan faction, there are several Huashan factions, Lin Pingzhi, and Linghu Chong.

"It doesn't matter if the injury on the young dart's head is right?" Xiao Yuesheng turned around and asked Lin Pingzhi.

Lin Pingzhi's face had returned to ruddy, shook his head and said with a smile It doesn't matter, thanks to Mr. Xiao's elixir, if not, his surname is worried.

Yue Buqun also smiled and said, the Huashan faction owes Mr. Xiao a few surnames, and he really doesn't know how to repay it.

Xiao Yuesheng agreed with a smile, and then said that he came to say goodbye, and he was going down the mountain today.

Yue Buqun and Lin Pingzhi were both surprised, feeling that he and the Hengshan Sect were now very close, how could they leave so quickly.

"Only my wife is at home, and I am a little worried. Xiao Yuesheng smiled bitterly.

Yue Buqun suddenly, stroked his hair and smiled, he compared his heart to his heart, knowing Xiao Yuesheng's feelings, he was like this, Ning Zhong and Ling Hu Chong stayed in Huashan, he always had a sense of melancholy in his heart.

"Since Mr. Xiao is leaving, let's go together!" Yue Buqun said with a smile, looked at Lin Pingzhi, and showed an inquiry.

"Yes. Lin Pingzhi nodded, understanding Master's worries.

"The injury of the young dart head is not over, heal the injury before leaving. Xiao Yuesheng persuaded, groaned slightly, and said, "Let Nanyun stay and accompany you back." ”

Yue Buqun and Lin Ping were stunned and looked at him suspiciously.

"Although Nanyun's swordsmanship is poor, it should be enough to deal with Zuo Lengchan. Xiao Yuesheng said softly and stroked the mustache on her lips: "She is usually alone, practicing alone, her interest is not high, and she has no companions,...... I want her to stay in Huashan for a while, learn more from them, and urge her to be more diligent. ”

Yue Buqun and Lin Pingzhi immediately understood that he was afraid that Zuo Lengchan would come to trouble again and let Jiang Nanyun come to protect him.

"This ...... This ......" Yue Buqun smiled bitterly, speechless.

In addition to being grateful, he was also a little ashamed that he needed the protection of others, and he was the head of Huashan.

Zuo Lengchan was a little injured and was temporarily too busy to take care of himself. Xiao Yuesheng smiled, and with that, he hugged his fists and floated away.

His words were obviously to relieve the pimple in Yue Buqun's heart.

Yue Buqun and Lin Pingzhi stood for a moment, and the two looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

"You slow down!" Yue Buqun shook his head and smiled bitterly: "...... Mr. Xiao is right to us, but he sent the Buddha to the West!"

Lin Pingzhi nodded, slowed down his steps, and remained silent.

"What?!" Jiang Nanyun was so shocked that he almost jumped up, and said coquettishly: "Master, I'm going to Huashan?!"

"Okay, no need to say more, it's settled!" Xiao Yuesheng's face was impatient, waved his hand, and picked up his bags.

Jiang Nanyun grabbed the burden, and the beautiful jade face showed a pitiful look: "That...... Master, how long am I going to stay?"

"When will you practice the Qingxu Sword Technique, and when will you come back!" Xiao Yuesheng snorted, his burden trembled slightly, shook Jiang Nanyun's jade hand away, and turned around and walked out of the house.

"Master!" Jiang Nanyun called urgently, and Piao Piao came behind him, his bright eyes were covered with a layer of mist, which could condense into tears at any time.

"It's not life and death, don't be embarrassed!" Xiao Yuesheng turned around, waved his hand, and said with a wry smile: "Nanyun, isn't it wonderful to be free without me to take care of you?!"

"Master-Master-!" Jiang Nanyun sneered and stomped his feet fiercely.

Xiao Yuesheng laughed loudly, his figure flickered, gradually faded, slowly melted into the air, and disappeared.

Jiang Nanyun stood there, thinking about it, his jade face showed loneliness, his heart was empty, and he didn't know what to do.

After a while, when he woke up, he went to the courtyard of Yue Buqun and Lin Pingzhi, and asked Yilin to inform him that he was going to change the yard and live next door to them.

"Gang Leader Jiang, what about Mr. Xiao?" Seeing her here, Yue Buqun smiled bitterly.

"Master is gone," Jiang Nanyun said with a smile, swept her hair, and said amorously: "...... Before leaving, he instructed me to practice swords on Mount Hua, saying that it was the quietest place and there were no distractions. ”

"Well, in that case, let's do what Mr. Xiao wants. Yue Buqun nodded slowly, without any more pretentious excuses.

Xiao Yuesheng arrived at the foot of Heng Mountain, thinking about the tearful situation of Yilin before leaving, her heart hurt slightly, and she felt reluctant.

He left so early, one was worried about Liu Jing, and the other was that he didn't want to stay too long, he couldn't give up, and he was too painful when he left.

At this time, he was very eager for teleportation.

But he is still one level short of his cultivation now, as long as he breaks through this layer, he can reproduce the supernatural power of teleportation, and in the snap of his fingers, it will be several miles in an instant.

At that time, he will be able to travel freely between Guanyun Villa and Heng Mountain, and every time he comes to see Yilin, it must be wonderful.

There is no Jiang Nanyun, and there is no Xiaohe, he is alone, and he is alone, but he doesn't feel anything.

It's just that after noon, when I came to eat in a restaurant, I was a little unaccustomed to eating alone, and it seemed that the food was hard to swallow.

After only a few bites, he departed, unfolded, and hurried back without a horse.

Without the drag of others, he can perform light skills to his heart's content, shrinking the ground into inches, and his figure disappears and disappears, with a distance of about a mile between them, which is enough to be terrifying.

In the evening, he had galloped far away, but he didn't know where he was, he only knew that he was walking in one direction along the official road.

The sun fell in the west, almost pressing down on the western mountain, red, exuding a warm glow.

This is a wide official road, surrounded by green wheat fields, like a piece of splendor, it looks unique.

He paused, turned to look.

On the avenue, the sound of hooves was rolling, and a horse was galloping, galloping, and immediately a person lay on his stomach, without movement, as if he had fainted.

Xiao Yuesheng looked at it, frowned, shook his head and sighed.

The horse was millet and shiny, as if it were clothed in silk, and the horse galloped with its hooves, and the corners of its mouth were foaming at the mouth, but its eyes were still wide open, and it rushed forward without stopping, desperately gasping for breath, but it was already at the end of its strong crossbow, and it was about to die of exhaustion.

(To be continued)