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"That's good!" Yu Daiyan breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed, finally not in vain. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

They didn't wait long, and soon, a few graceful and moving figures faintly appeared in the vast fog, curling up to them, bringing a faint fragrance.

These people are all beautiful and beautiful, and they are peerless.

Song Yuanqiao and they knew Li Ruoyun, Lin Xiaoqing and Xiao Shuying, and the three of them sent Shui Yun Yuye to Wudang, but they felt that they had not seen each other for a while, and they became more and more beautiful.

"The little woman Wen Yubing has seen Song Daxia, Yu Sanxia, and Yin Liuxia!" Wen Yubing, who was in the lead, hugged her fists and saluted, and her cold jade face showed a smile, with a touch of enthusiasm.

Wen Yubing was so cold and glamorous, even Song Yuanqiao and the three of them felt that their souls were rippling, and they were busy with their luck and collected their minds, so as not to be rude.

"Song and the others came rashly, Master Wen is not strange and abrupt!" Song Yuanqiao returned the salute, and said with a smile, calm and peaceful, without a trace of martial arts heroes.

"Where is Song Daxia, the three heroes are here, and the Shuiyun Sect is full of brilliance!" Wen Yubing listened comfortably, and smiled, shining brightly and breathtakingly.

Lin Xiaoqing and Song Yuanqiao are old acquaintances, and they introduced Yang Yuqi and Liu Qingquan to the three of them.

For the name of the Wudang Seven Heroes, even if the daughters of the Shuiyun Sect almost never go down the mountain, they are like thunder, Yang Yuqi's surname is indifferent, just glanced at the three of them, but Liu Qingquan is innocent, constantly looking, Qingquan's bright eyes reveal a curious light, and it is cute.

"Song Daxia, Yu Sanxia, Yin Liuxia, please go up the mountain. Wen Yubing stretched out her hand to ask, and the lotus step forward, walking in a graceful manner.

"Then I'll be disturbed!" Song Yuanqiao said with a smile, followed Wen Yubing, and went to the mountain, while Li Ruoyun and the others walked last.

They are usually playful and presumptuous, but in front of outsiders, they are graceful and reserved, and their faces are stunning, which is unattainable.

The road of Purple Mountain is rugged and difficult, it was used to train the disciples to do light work, ordinary people can't walk a few steps at all, Song Yuanqiao and the three of them are not used to it at first sight, but fortunately, they can barely do it, and then gradually adapt.

Wen Yubing curled in front of her, like a hibiscus on water, swaying lightly in the wind, her posture was incomparable, they glanced at it twice, and they didn't dare to stare at it anymore, but just followed with their afterglow.

She looked at the situation of the people behind her, and saw that the three of them had adapted to the rugged mountain road, and their speed gradually increased, faster and faster, as fast as a galloping horse.

Song Yuanqiao didn't dare to look at Wen Yubing's back, so he observed the surrounding situation, and after about three or four miles, the fog gradually faded, like a thin veil, and everything in the distance loomed, like in an ethereal fairyland, it seemed to be real and illusory, and it was not clear to see.

The breeze blew, stirring their clothes and brushing their faces, at first, it was not cold, but later, the slightest coolness invaded, as if it had entered autumn.

Song Yuanqiao was proficient in Yi Li, and he came all the way, but he never saw what kind of formation it was, and it was not any kind of formation in ancient traditions.

With the speed at which they walked, they soon arrived at the Water Cloud Sect and went straight to the Water Cloud Pavilion.

The Shuiyun faction can't be compared with the Wudang faction, you can see the whole picture at a glance, seeing the surrounding houses one by one, simple and simple, Song Yuanqiao and the three of them couldn't help but admire, it seems that their life is quite hard, it is really not easy.

When they entered the Shuiyun Pavilion, they immediately retracted the sigh they had just made, the moon-white carpet, the gorgeous tables and chairs, the fluttering light gauze curtains, revealed a graceful bearing, and a faint sandalwood incense, how could it be described as bitter? !

"These are all made by the hands of the bad guys. Seeing Song Yuanqiao and their constant glances at the tables and chairs beside them, Wen Yubing explained with a faint smile.

"Oh-?!" Song Yuanqiao and the three of them were quite surprised, making tables and chairs is a craftsman's share, and it belongs to a cheap industry, not a martial arts master.

It's just that although these tables and chairs are gorgeous, they are not cheesy, and the carvings on each table and chair are different, or dragon or tiger, or leopard or deer, or orchid or moire, with different shapes, but they can all move people's hearts and attract people to appreciate carefully.

This person must have a hill in his chest, the so-called skill is close to the Tao, and he can carve such a wonderful work, and his person must not be an ordinary person.

"I don't know which girl made it?" Yu Daiyan's complexion is still slightly pale, and the thinness he has gained over the years is very different from the original burly and lean, but he looks a little clear.

His blazing gaze swept over the faces of Li Ruoyun's daughters, and he sighed in his heart, this Shuiyun faction seemed to have wiped out all the beauties in the world, and the women he had seen before were like cold stars against Haoyue, suddenly dimmed.

Song Xueyan carried a purple wooden tray, entered with a smile, and elegantly served tea to everyone.

"It's the eldest disciple Xiao Nanqiu. Wen Yubing took the snow porcelain tea cup and replied lightly, she gradually returned to her usual cold as ice.

"I see...... That...... Mr. Xiao is not here?" Yu Daiyan took the snow porcelain teacup and nodded slightly at Song Xueyan.

"Something happened today, he went out, do the three heroes want to see him?" Wen Yubing stood in front of him with a lamp in his hand, and asked lightly.

"Song and others came here today to thank the head of Xie Wen for his gift of medicine, and my third brother was able to walk as usual again, all thanks to Shui Yun Yuye. Song Yuanqiao stroked his beard and smiled, put down the teacup, and got up to bow deeply.

"Don't dare, Song Daxia don't do this!" Wen Yubing was slightly startled, and was busy serving tea with one hand, and the emerald green Luo sleeve in his left hand flicked up, and the water cloud sleeve was as enchanting as a woman in the pear garden.

Song Yuanqiao only felt that a wall of qi was horizontal in front of him, mellow and tenacious, blocking his body and unable to bow down.

He was not hypocritical, he got up, he was amazed by the depth of Wen Yubing's internal strength, and then he thought of Li Ruoyun's swordsmanship, and he was relieved, it seems that the Shuiyun Sect, which has been unknown, is really hiding the dragon and crouching tiger, and its martial arts are amazing.

Although I don't know why they keep a low profile, they know that each of them has their own secrets, and there is no need to make a fuss.

They sat down, re-spoken, and began to chat about martial arts anecdotes.

Li Ruoyun, Lin Xiaoqing and Xiao Shuying have already seen the Wudang Six Heroes, and they are not so curious about them, but Liu Qingquan and Yang Yuqi are the first time they have met, Yang Yuqi's surname is indifferent, and he is very wary of people, and he is not easy to approach people, but he is very curious about Liu Qingquan, and he is very cute, and Song Yuanqiao They also think she is ice and snow cute, and talk to her with a smile.

A few people talked about Xiao Xuan and a few of their little guys, Yin Liting opened his mouth to praise, and was very satisfied with them, early a few of them, the endowment is good, it is a rare encounter in a hundred years, and thank you Mr. Xiao, you can send this good apprentice to Wudang.

After chatting, they turned to Xiao Yuesheng.

Wen Yubing did not hide his life experience, and frankly admitted that he was raised by her since he was a child, and he stayed in Purple Mountain, and later suffered from soul loss, and he woke up for less than a year, and his cultivation increased greatly, which is also a miracle.

Song Yuanqiao and the three of them were suddenly curious about this Xiao Nanqiu, this person is really a genius in martial arts, and in the year of the weak crown, he can create such a strong and overwhelming swordsmanship, which is better than his master Zhang Zhenren, such a character is indeed indispensable.

In the face of a group of beauties, it is a man, they will all unconsciously feel intoxicated and happy, even Yin Liting has become talkative, Wen Yubing and a few of them, except for Li Ruoyun, who is cold and speechless, the rest of the women are all tongue-in-cheek, crisp and coquettish, which makes them talk very well.

Sitting next to the beauty, time passed quickly, they felt that it was just a cup of tea, and the sun was about to set.

"Song Daxia, Qiu'er is back, let's go to him. Wen Yubing suddenly put down the teacup, and Yingying stood up.

"Mr. Xiao is back?!" Yu Daiyan hurriedly replied, at this time, he didn't look like a fierce martial arts hero at all, and his excitement was beyond words.

Wen Yubing smiled faintly and nodded her head.

"Then let's go. Yin Liting opened his mouth, and during the chatter in the afternoon, from the mouths of Li Ruoyun and the other daughters, they heard many anecdotes about Xiao Yuesheng, and they were also curious about this character.

Several people came to the cold valley, and Lin Xiaoqing explained on the side: "Ping, senior brother has always stayed here, and rarely goes over there. She pointed to the Water Cloud Pavilion.

Song Yuanqiao and the three of them nodded, they had some understanding, there was a difference between men and women, the entire Shuiyun Sect was a woman, he was a man, he really needed to avoid suspicion, and it could be regarded as the reputation of the Shuiyun Sect.

After chatting for a while, several people are already familiar, Lin Xiaoqing is very good at dealing with people, and now she has spoken to them instead of the master.

The formation of the cold valley has been withdrawn, under the sunset, the cold valley is bathed in a soft light, the crisp birdsong comes from the clear lake, the more quiet, the whole cold valley seems to be a fairyland without dust, the scenery is picturesque, and the view is intoxicated.

A small and delicate painting fluttered on the lake, slowly sailing to the entrance of the cold valley, floating leisurely towards everyone.

"Xiao Nanqiu has seen Song Daxia, Yu Sanxia, and Yin Liuxia!" A clear voice swept from the surface of the lake with the breeze and floated to their ears, warm as jade.

Xiao Yuesheng stood at the bow of the painted boat, smiling, dressed in a green shirt, fluttering with the breeze, with a chic and elegant bearing, like a fairy among the gods.

"Mr. Xiao is polite. Song Yuanqiao and the three of them solemnly hugged their fists in return.

The painting slowly leaned towards the lake, Xiao Yuesheng was calm, until the painting was completely unmoving, before he stepped on the grass, with a warm smile on his face, which made people feel like a spring breeze.

Song Yuanqiao and the three of them are not superficial people, and they will not judge people by their appearance, but people's temperament is the embodiment of their hearts, and they value them very much.

Seeing that although Xiao Yuesheng had an ordinary appearance, his temperament was chic and elegant, warm as jade, and he suddenly felt a sense of intimacy, regardless of his identity, and greeted him.

Xiao Yuesheng first confessed, because there was something, he couldn't greet them in person, but waited tirelessly, while talking, and invited them to paint.

The painting floated slowly towards the Cold Smoke Pavilion.

(To be continued)