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Restrained a few big men, Xiao Yuesheng glanced at them, turned around and slowly went downstairs. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

There were two people on the first floor, tossing and turning, fists and palms, no weapons, and they didn't seem to have a trace of fire.

Jiang Nanyun was standing on the stairs, holding on to the handrail next to her, looking at her condescendingly, without saying a word, watching intently.

Hearing Xiao Yuesheng's slight footsteps, Jiang Nanyun turned his head and smiled, moved two steps lightly, stepped on two steps, and stood with Xiao Yuesheng.

"Hero saves beauty, Master, it's another good story!" Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and said in a low voice, his eyes were as bright as water, and with a light glance, the waves were sparkling, and there was a hint of teasing.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly, without justification, as if he was complacent, Jiang Nanyun snorted lightly, glanced at him, turned his head, and stopped looking at him, as if he was angry.

The first floor was quite empty, except for a table and a few embroidered piers, and there was nothing else, and the light gauze curtains fluttered around it.

The two people are fighting together, a middle-aged man, with a face like a crown of jade, a burly figure, wearing a white dress, with a fluttering beard under his chin, quite a bit of gentlemanly elegance.

The other person is a very handsome son, with a royal blue robe, a light purple melon skin hat, and a piece of beautiful jade on it, which seems to be the son of a rich and noble family.

He has a melon seed face, trimmed eyebrows and phoenix eyes, cold and arrogant, and his eyes turn between opening and closing, with a cold meaning, which is awe-inspiring.

Xiao Yuesheng couldn't help but smile when he saw it.

"Master can see it too, right?" Jiang Nanyun turned his head and smiled, as if he had forgotten what he was angry about just now.

"It's easy to get rid of it. Xiao Yuesheng nodded lightly.

The middle-aged man is using boxing, his body is calm, his bearing is sensitive, and every time he punches, the surrounding curtains flutter, and the fist is dignified and fierce.

Every time he threw a punch, his face turned hideous, like an angry King Kong, as if he had used all the strength around his body.

The handsome boy on the opposite side was pale, without a trace of blood, and there was a trace of blood red at the corner of his mouth, as if he had suffered internal injuries.

He used the palm technique, fluttering like a flower, only the royal power, not daring to meet head-on, but his pace was smart, his body was light, and for a while, he was evenly divided.

"She's injured?" Xiao Yuesheng whispered Jiang Nanyun.

Jiang Nanyun shook his head, his eyes flowed, he glanced at him, and replied with a light snort: "It's poisoned!"

Seeing Xiao Yuesheng's questioning gaze, Jiang Nanyun then whispered: "She was plotted and poisoned before. ”

"I see. Xiao Yuesheng nodded, looked at the fierce middle-aged man, and looked at his bearing, not like a person who plotted against poison, people can't be good-looking, as expected.

"The surname Song, today next year will be your taboo!" The middle-aged man exhaled and punched out, like a cannon to the sky, approaching the other side's door.

"Despicable!" the handsome boy said coldly, his voice hoarse with a seductive magnetic surname, and he knew it was a woman's accent when he heard it.

"For the sake of the little brother, why should I be despicable!" The middle-aged man sneered, his face was hideous, and he gritted his teeth: "I want to use your head to sacrifice the spirit of the little brother in the sky!"

The woman surnamed Song sneered, her face was full of ridicule, her slender figure retreated lightly, and the white jade palm stepped forward lightly, gently pasted her fist, and gently smoothed it.

The right fist with the sound of the wind changed direction, the force was too violent, the body couldn't help rushing forward, seeing the palm coming, he rushed to the left fist, "bang", the fists intersected.

"Crackling" A wooden table was smashed, and after the woman surnamed Song hit the wooden table, her body did not stop, staggered, stumbled and then retreated.

"Die-!" The middle-aged man followed closely, kicked his feet and punched straight, whirring, straight through her chest!

The woman surnamed Song staggered, her face was cold and unchanged, although she retreated but not chaotic, her palms arced, like a silk wrapper in Taijiquan.

"Master?" Jiang Nanyun said in a low voice.

Xiao Yuesheng's eyes were still looking at the field, and he shook his head, his expression was indifferent, as if he was careless.

Jiang Nan Yunming's eyes turned, and he glanced at him fiercely, but he could only stomp his feet with hatred, snorted coquettishly, and turned his head to stare at the two of them.

Liu Jing clenched her sleeves with both hands, her knuckles were white, and she was extremely nervous, and she didn't notice what the master and apprentice were saying.

The jade palm met the iron fist, although it kept drawing an arc to resist the strength of the silk, but its own internal force was sharply exhausted.

With a "bang", the fist flew to the person, and her body flew straight up, and her back hit the wall.

"Bang!" A louder sound came out, and she slowly slid down, blood gushing out from the corners of her mouth, and her face was like a red cloth, red as blood.

"Haha, see if you die!" The middle-aged man let out a long laugh, his expression was slightly crazy, but it was still clear and pleasant.

He rushed forward, and in a blink of an eye, he kicked down, the tiger led the wind, Liu Jing shouted softly, turned his eyes, and couldn't bear to see it.

Although she has the best martial arts, most of them come from the method of double cultivation, and her thoughts have always stayed on the understanding of not knowing martial arts, and she will forget martial arts until she is in a critical moment.

Jiang Nanyun's figure flickered, disappeared suddenly, and appeared in front of the middle-aged man, Luo sleeves flicked lightly, his figure staggered, took two steps back, and failed to kick it with the wind.

"Choked-" "Choked-" seemed to be a dragon's groan, two long swords were unsheathed, and the two sisters, Zhou Xiaoqing and Zhou Xiaoyu, rushed out and blocked in front of him, glaring at him fiercely with bright eyes.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and glanced at Jiang Nanyun in the distance.

Jiang Nanyun disappeared again, appeared in front of Xiao Yuesheng, and said softly: "Master......"

Xiao Yuesheng snorted lightly, his face was silent, he just glanced at her, but he secretly wrote down this account in his heart.

Jiang Nanyun Bingxue is smart, and he already knows his master very well, seeing his quiet appearance, he knows that it is not good, so he hurriedly turned around and called Liu Jing in a low voice: "Master, ...... wife"

"It's still Nanyun who reacts quickly and saves people's lives!" Liu Jing pulled her jade hand and smiled, her face full of approval.

"She doesn't need you to save her at all!" Xiao Yuesheng snorted, and glared at Jiang Nanyun angrily: "My eyes are hazy, what do you look at all day?!"

Jiang Nanyun was stunned, and hurriedly turned to look over there, the woman had already stood up, her face was pale, with a weak poignant, but her eyes were shining and compelling.

Seeing this, Jiang Nanyun understood that the woman had indeed not fallen into a desperate situation, I was afraid that she had a killer weapon, but she didn't use it.

She grinned toothily, with a bit of flattery, and her eyes were bright, like a crescent moon.

Xiao Yuesheng turned his face away, didn't look at it, looked at the situation in the field, there was already a fight, Zhou Xiaoqing and Zhou Xiaoyu were side by side, with a horizontal sword on their chests, staring at the middle-aged man with a tiger's eye.

"This is my grudge with the surname Song, why do you bother to get involved?!" The middle-aged man snorted coldly, slowly drew his sword, his eyes were like blades, and swept around the faces of the two women.

"Two sisters, thank you for your kindness, I'll come by myself!" The woman surnamed Song walked up to the two women, clasped her fists and saluted, her voice still very cold.

"Are you successful?" Zhou Xiaoyu asked in a coquettish voice, with a look of concern.

She nodded slowly, glanced at the middle-aged man, and said coldly: "There is still strength left to deal with this despicable person!"

Zhou Xiaoqing nodded, took a step back, put away the long sword, and was about to return to the sheath, the woman suddenly trembled, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"No, you better treat your injuries first!" Zhou Xiaoqing stepped forward to support her and took out a porcelain bottle from her arms.

"No, I have my own medicine. The woman waved her hand, took out a porcelain bottle from her bosom, poured out a red pill, put it to her mouth, and swallowed it.

Zhou Xiaoyu took a step forward, straightened his chest, glared at the middle-aged man, and snorted coquettishly: "When the road is uneven, draw a knife to help, we will take care of this matter!"

"In that case, this seat will be fulfilled by you!" The middle-aged man's face was hideous, he smiled coldly, and stabbed out with his sword.

Zhou Xiaoyu was not to be outdone, and also stabbed out a sword, his body moved, extremely fast, powerful, and full of spirit, and he had the demeanor of a famous family.

Zhou Xiaoqing went up with him, shouted "offended", and stabbed out with a sword, which was extremely soft, and he would be saved if he attacked it, and in the middle of it, his wrist trembled, and he drew a sword flower, covering the three major acupoints in the chest.

The two of them were rigid and soft, kneading together perfectly, and between a few moves, the middle-aged man was stumbling left and right, and it was difficult to parry.

"The two swords are combined, it is really extraordinary!" Jiang Nanyun patted the handrail of the stairs and exclaimed.

Xiao Yuesheng also nodded lightly, this set of two-person swordsmanship is indeed quite seamless, but it is very rare for ordinary people to perform it, and it needs to be very tacit and tacit understanding between the two of them, otherwise, if there is a slight mistake, the tiger will not become an anti-dog, and the power will be lost.

"Master, the master of the two younger sisters, must also be a master!" Jiang Nanyun turned his head to Xiao Yuesheng and said.

"Hmm. Xiao Yuesheng nodded, glancing casually, his eyes stayed on them faintly, but he had already imprinted the swordsmanship of the two in his mind.

After a few swords, there was a "snort", and the middle-aged man's right arm was stabbed, and his forearm was stabbed, blood gushed like a spring, and the sleeves of his arms were immediately dyed red.

"Okay! good!" The middle-aged man sneered, his figure retreated, and he glanced at Zhou Xiaoqing and Zhou Xiaoyu deeply, his eyes were like blades, and then he turned around and kicked the edge of the boat, jumped out, jumped onto another boat, and disappeared.

"Today's revenge will be rewarded!" his voice came from outside in the wind.

Soon, the painting slowly drove away and gradually disappeared into the lake.

"In Xia Song Mengjun, thank you for your help!" Her complexion was a little better, not as bloodless as before, and her voice was still slightly hoarse, with a seductive magnetic surname.

Jiangnan Yunden turned his head lightly and looked at Xiao Yuesheng, his bright eyes were sparkling, as if he was smiling.

They sat in a room on the second floor of the painting, and everything was arranged brightly and clearly.

The four women who had fled earlier had already come over and stood behind Song Mengjun, all of them beautiful and heroic.

As if they were lifeless, they stood upright, motionless, with their curtains hanging down, their expressions unchanging, and they did not listen.

Song Mengjun's face was pale and weak, but his jade face was as cold as ice, as if he couldn't smile, and he hugged his fists to thank Xiao Yuesheng and them.

"Miss Song is polite. Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand and asked lightly, "Isn't the girl the Song gang leader of the Blue and White Gang?"

"It's the little woman. Song Mengjun nodded, his expression was cold, and his gaze was about to leave.

Although she did it with others, she had six visions and heard all directions, knowing that Xiao Yuesheng had never had the idea of saving herself, she was very disgusted in her heart, and she was too lazy to hide it, so she reflected it directly.

Jiang Nanyun's eyes turned, he already understood, glanced at the master, and laughed secretly, but when he saw the four women on the opposite side sneaking a glance from time to time, he was annoyed in his heart.

"That guy's martial arts are good, alone, I really can't beat him!" Zhou Xiaoyu snorted coquettishly, with a smug smile on her face.

"Xiaoyu!" Zhou Xiaoqing tugged at her sleeve.

Song Mengjun said: "He is Wu Ruoye, the leader of the Haitian Gang, although he is despicable and shameless, his martial arts are really powerful. ”

"Haitian Gang?" Zhou Xiaoqing's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"He's the leader of the Haitian Gang?!" Zhou Xiaoyu exclaimed in surprise.

Song Mengjun nodded and looked at the two of them suspiciously, as if it was strange that they were making such a fuss.

"Oh, Master ordered us to bring him a letter!" Zhou Xiaoyu opened her full mouth.

"Flutter" chuckled, Jiang Nanyun covered his sandalwood mouth, his jade body trembled, and he couldn't stop laughing.

"Sister Jiang, what's wrong?" Zhou Xiaoyu asked in surprise with her bright eyes.

"No, it's nothing......" Jiang Nanyun put down the jade hand covering his mouth, waved his hand and shook his head, but he couldn't help laughing.

Seeing Xiao Yuesheng's glare, she hurriedly put away her smile and said gently: "Poisoning and plotting is a loss of light, we can't stand by and watch, and we can't complain about Sister Xiaoyu." ”

"Hmph, that's it, Master is to blame, I say the same!" Zhou Xiaoyu nodded vigorously and breathed a sigh of relief.

(To be continued)