Zhao Wuyi, the shopkeeper of Yanyu Building, walked out of the restaurant, squeezed away the crowd of watchers, stood on the shore, and stood solemnly.

"Zhao Wuji has seen the owner of the village!" Facing Xiao Yuesheng and the others who walked down, Zhao Wuji bowed down and bowed down, extremely respectful.

"Well, no blame, today's business is good, right?" Xiao Yuesheng helped him up, patted him on the shoulder, and asked gently.

"Back to the owner, it is true, today the guests are full, and the restaurant has a feeling of being overwhelmed. Zhao Wuyi replied very respectfully. He is in his thirties, dressed in bright cyan clothes, with a long figure and a square face, and has a lofty atmosphere.

He bowed to Yang Guo and everyone who came behind Xiao Yuesheng, and saw the second master, Mrs. Xing, Mrs. Fu, Mrs. Long, and Miss, the etiquette was extremely thorough, and he was worthy of the identity of the big shopkeeper.

Xiaoxing whispered to Guo Fu that this was the shopkeeper of this restaurant, who was originally a servant of Mission Hills Villa, and later performed well and allowed him to leave Mission Hills Villa and entrust him with the position of shopkeeper of Yanyu Building.

Guo Fu already knew the rules of Mission Hills, but she still didn't expect that the shopkeeper of this famous Yanyu Building would be a servant of Mission Hills.

"No blame, you don't need to be so polite, you are all the shopkeepers, hurry up and find a place to sit down. Xiao Yuesheng patted him on the shoulder and smiled casually.

Guo Fu Xiaoxing Xiaolongnu are all among the best beauties in the martial arts, and the people around her have never seen such a beautiful person, naturally their eyes are straight, they can't turn their eyes, and their eyes are reluctant to blink lightly.

The three girls were already accustomed to these scenes, and they were not surprised, but they still talked in a low voice with a calm expression, laughing lightly from time to time, which made the people around them dizzy and their hearts beat faster.

Yang Ruonan followed behind Xiao Yuesheng, looking at the people around him curiously, and he was also accustomed to the stunned appearance of those men, seeing a few mothers and himself, those men's expressions remained the same, that was not normal.

Although she has seen the martial arts people who cross the sword and sabre, but so many martial arts people gathered together, she has never seen it, it is quite novel, the big round eyes look around, and her heart is excited.

Zhao Wuyi led a few people into the Yanyu Building, and at the place of travel, the people around them unconsciously got out of the way, allowing them to move forward unimpeded.

Chen Er followed behind the ladies with two large wooden boxes, his steps were calm, but his well-proportioned body exuded an awe-inspiring bearing, which was daunting, and he didn't dare to be a servant at all.

Because of the exercises he practiced, he was usually restrained and subtle, looking ordinary and simple, but at this time he deliberately let go of his momentum, his eyes as sharp as a sword swept over the people around him, and the people who looked at him were all flustered, and his blood was surging, and he turned his head to look at him, not daring to look at it again, and his heart was horrified, such a master was actually the servants of these men and women, it was really surprising.

The first floor is an ordinary seat, dozens of tables are placed in order, full of people sitting there, people at the same table push cups to change lamps, extremely noisy, the second floor is a private room, the elegant compartment has an excellent effect, talking inside, not afraid that outsiders can arrive, so the second floor can only hear the noise from downstairs, but the third floor is like the first floor, there is no private room, more than a dozen tables are placed at will by the attic window.

It's just that the case utensils here are all precious and abnormal, jade cups and silver pots, guzheng chess scales, bookcases and pens, and plain paper and incense paper, all of which are complete and elegantly arranged.

Dozens of pieces of paper fluttering above, with poems written on the dragon, flying and phoenix dancing, are really a good place for literati and elegant people to gather.

At this time, the third floor is almost full, only the table in front of the east lattice window is empty, which looks quite eye-catching in the full seats.

On the third floor, you can't get in without someone of comparable status.

Zhao Wuyi led Xiao Yuesheng and a few people to the east window table, and there were people on the rest of the tables in the row who got up to greet each other, bowed their hands, and were extremely polite to Xiao Yuesheng.

Xiao Yuesheng was not arrogant, and returned the salute, but he couldn't put his hands down, and finally came to the table and sat down.

Chen Er began to be busy, removed all the original things on the table, wiped them vigorously, and then opened the large wooden box, and took out all kinds of utensils in it, either jade or silver, which were exquisite and elegant, and at a glance he knew that it was not a vulgar thing.

The original Jiaxing people on the third floor did not think it was strange and had long been accustomed to it, but they were not in Jiaxing City, but they were secretly frowning, feeling that these men and women were too delicate and flamboyant.

The people sitting at the table in the west window were not angry because the east window was empty, but they were not allowed to sit down, and they were even more angry when they saw the person who had booked the table, and they were so flamboyant, and one of them, a young and handsome young man, was just about to say a few sarcastic words, but the person who led them here was already on guard, and hurriedly pulled him.

"What?" he asked impatiently.

"Don't say more, do you feel unjust in your heart, and think that they are acting too much in front of no one?" asked the rich middle-aged man beside him in a low voice.

"Exactly, isn't that a show-off?"

"Shh——, that is the owner of Mission Hills Villa, the woman in the purple robe is Mrs. Xing, the girl in the apricot yellow dress is the little princess of Mission Hills Villa, Mrs. Xing's surname is Aijie, and she always brings tableware when she comes out to eat, so there is no need to make a fuss. ”

The middle-aged man hurriedly asked him to lower his voice and explain to him softly.

"Well, I see, it seems that this Mission Hills Villa is extremely rich, and those tableware are worth a lot!" The young man nodded, and there was some understanding in his heart, such a beautiful and vulgar woman has this habit, not only is it not annoying, but it is even more vulgar, making it look more vulgar, like a dust fairy.

"Sun Shaoxia is really knowledgeable, these tableware, take out one, but they are all of extraordinary value, Xiao Zhuang is very enjoyable, and it is also very good for the ladies, the things they use are all worth tens of thousands of yuan, and they are incomparably valuable, I think, those princes and nobles are just like that. The middle-aged man sighed, but he was also full of envy.

"Well, doesn't anyone have the heart to snatch it?" The young man surnamed Sun looked at the glowing white jade teacup in Chen's second-hand and asked softly, "They are so public, there should be some people who want to take it without telling it, right?"

At this time, the person sitting next to him gave him tea, he smiled and nodded in thanks, and then turned to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man also finished the tea and whispered to him: "That's self-destruction, people around Mission Hills Villa can't get close at all, the woods around it are very weird, you can't get out if you go in, and ,...... I'm going to tell you a secret......"

His voice was lower, his eyes glanced around, and he saw that the people he was staring at were talking happily, and no one was paying attention to this, so Fang whispered to Sun Shaoxia, who was closer: "The shopkeeper of that Ziming business is the famous Heavenly Thunder God Claw in the martial arts. ”

"What?!" that Sun Shaoxia was shocked and blurted out, causing the rest of the people in the seat to look at him curiously.

He looked at the middle-aged man's blaming gaze, laughed dryly, and raised his cup of tea to hide his embarrassment.

Everyone retracted their gaze and chatted again, talking and laughing.

The middle-aged man pulled Sun Shaoxia again and said in a low voice: "Moreover, the master of the Thunder God Claw that day is the master of Xiao Zhuang." Seeing that Sun Xiaoxia was no longer surprised, he nodded with satisfaction, and said: "It is said that the owner of Xiao Zhuang is very old, but he is very young because of his martial arts and the art of staying in the face." ”

Sun Shaoxia nodded, I really didn't expect that there would be such a strange person in this Jiaxing City, but he was unknown in the martial arts.

He raised his eyes to look over there, but there was a gaze that was looking at him faintly, which made him feel terrified, as if he had seen through it, but it was the owner of Xiao Zhuang who was looking at him with a smile.

His heart was empty, could it be that he sat there and heard what he had just said?

Thinking that he was the master of the Heavenly Thunder God Claw, he didn't dare to assert that he couldn't hear his own words.

His eyes turned away, and he didn't dare to look at Xiao Yuesheng.

In fact, this kind of talk is talked about by people at these tables, and those locals are full of pride when they talk about Mission Hills, which makes Xiao Yuesheng a little funny, I didn't expect these people to work so hard to promote their own villas, their own villas, is it really so mysterious? He just likes to be quiet and doesn't like to be disturbed by ordinary people.

The twenty-fifth smoke and rain building of the lunar month

It was almost noon, and Ye Chongfang arrived by boat surrounded by four disciples.

That Li Zhengfan and the sorrowful man who went to Yingquan Tower were among them, and Duan Tianya was also among them, but his face was pale, and he knew at a glance that his serious illness had not healed, and he supported his body, and the other disciple had thick eyebrows and big eyes, wide bones, and a simple face.

At this time, the Yanyu Building was already full of people and overcrowded.

The lake under the smoke and rain downstairs is also full of people, extremely lively, greeting, joking, many old friends who have not usually seen each other here, there are also many enemies who have a narrow road, a narrow road to meet, but this is not the occasion for liquidation, then also red eyes, suppress anger, to see the competition, after the autumn to settle the account.

People are laughing or making trouble, but their eyes keep looking at the lake, looking forward to the appearance of the two protagonists.

When Ye Chong arrived, people gathered their eyes, looked at Ye Chong, did not let go of his every move, and appreciated his calm bearing, he stood at the bow of the boat, bowed to everyone from afar, thank you for your support.

Being able to sway freely in these many gazes, looking as usual, this kind of bearing, many people think they can't do it.

When the leaf returned to the shore, he did not get off the boat, but sat on the boat, with the long sword crossed his lap, his eyes slightly closed, and he calmed his nerves.

"Master Ye——, owner of my family, please go upstairs to rest. An unhurried voice sounded in Ye Chong's ears, and his voice was clear and mellow, not distempered.

Ye Zhong opened his eyes, his essence flashed, and he felt a gaze like substance shooting on his body, and he hurriedly raised his head.

Xiao Yuesheng's free and smiling face suddenly appeared in his mind, Ye Zhongzhong was surprised, and hurriedly looked at the Yanyu Building, but saw a window on the highest floor, Xiao Yuesheng pinched the jade cup in his hand, raised his hand slightly, and raised it to him.

Ye Chong hurriedly returned the salute, turned his head and said to the eldest disciple: "Dock, go to the third floor of the Yanyu Building." ”

"Master, but there is no ...... in the building" Li Zhengfan looked embarrassed, and was a little ashamed, regretting that he was careless, and he didn't expect to book a seat in advance in Yanyu Building.

"Needless to say," Ye Chongyi waved his hand and put the long sword back on his waist, only to know in his heart that the voice of the person just now was not heard by others, "There is a friend upstairs for the teacher, let's go and sit with them." ”

"Yes!" The four disciples breathed a sigh of relief, although they were also people who had experienced the scene, but sitting here, watching everyone's eyes, it was inevitable that they would feel a little uncomfortable in their hearts.

Ye Zhong has great prestige in Jiangnan martial arts, he has a smooth wrist in the ordinary world, and he has made friends from all over the world, and from time to time someone bows his hand to greet him along the way, he returns the salute lightly, just like usual, without a trace of self-satisfaction, and his bearing is heartbreaking.

"Master Xiao, Yang Daxia, Ye is polite!" Seeing Xiao Yuesheng sitting by the window with a smile, Ye Chong hurriedly stepped forward and bowed.

Xiao Yuesheng put down the jade cup, waved his hand, and said with a smile: "Master Ye is too polite, please sit down, let's chat, let's take a break." ”

Ye Zhong only felt that a flexible air mass enveloped him, and he couldn't bow down anymore, so he could only straighten up, turn around and introduce to the four disciples, this is Master Xiao Zhuang, this is Yang Daxia, this is Mrs. Xing, Mrs. Fu, Mrs. Yang, Miss Yang.

Guo Fu received the salute greetings from the four people, and her heart was very happy, she was called Mrs. Fu, she secretly glanced at Xiao Yuesheng beside her, and felt indescribably satisfied and happy.

Among the four women, Xiaoxing and Xiaolongnu are all cold-faced, Yang Ruonan smiled skillfully and looked at them with a little curiosity, Guo Fu smiled slightly with indifference, seemed to be close but far away, the four of them had different manners, but they all had peerless appearances, which made Li Zhengfan's senior brothers look at them and dare not look directly.

Li Zhengfan stared at Xiao Yuesheng with his eyes, as if he wanted to see him clearly and find out if he had seen this person.

Xiao Yuesheng nodded at him slightly, with a faint smile on his face.

But this table was not big enough to accommodate so many people, so Chen Er moved the table next to him and used it as a dining table.

It's really a bit strange that so many people are sitting at the same table, but although there are many people, they are not lively, Xiaoxing Guo Fu and Xiaolongnu almost don't speak, Yang Ruonan is also curious to look at this person, look at that person, just look at it.

Only Xiao Yuesheng, Yang Guo and Ye Chong spoke, and several of his disciples were only qualified to listen, and some martial arts anecdotes were the content of their chat, which was quite relaxed, and it was also Xiao Yuesheng's kindness, which made Ye Chong relax and not affect the subsequent competition.

While talking and laughing, a clear whistle sounded from the surface of the lake, like a crane clearing, straight into the sky.

Xiao Yuesheng sighed, turned his head to look at the lake, his eyes were like electricity, there was no hindrance, but he saw that above the sparkling waves, there were three Taoist priests standing on a small boat, three female Taoist priests!

"Second brother, is that Zhang Qingyun not a man?" Xiao Yuesheng turned around again and asked Yang Guo, "Is it a female Taoist?"

"Exactly, what's the matter, doesn't the eldest brother know?" Yang Guo was quite surprised.

Xiaoxing and Xiaolongnu both glanced at him, and there seemed to be a smile in their eyes.

Yang Ruonan suddenly got up, ran to the window to watch, then turned his head and grinned: "That Zhang Qingyun is still very beautiful, isn't it, godfather?"

She didn't speak, and Ye Zhong and the others knew that Yang Ruonan's voice was so crisp and pleasant, which made people feel good.

"Ruonan, come back and sit down, don't be too unruly!" Yang Guo hurriedly glared at his daughter, this daughter, regardless of the occasion, made fun of her godfather.

"Oh——, okay!" Yang Ruonan obediently returned to sit next to Yang Guo, but smiled and glanced at his godfather.

Xiao Yuesheng didn't know what to do, and smiled slightly: "It turns out that this Zhang Qingyun is actually a woman, but I am really lonely and unheard! Oh, Master Ye, I don't know why there is today's competition?"

Ye Zhong smiled slightly bitterly: "Today's competition is not Ye's original intention, but that Zhang Qingyun posted a challenge, and he had to fight in the future." ”

"I see. Xiao Yuesheng nodded, glanced at the lake outside the window, and said with a smile: "It seems that this Zhang Qingyun is still a competitive person." ”

"It's not just competitive!" Ye Zhong smiled bitterly again, "Her temper is also very strange and unpredictable. ”

"What kind of weird method?" Xiao Yuesheng's words were also what everyone wanted to ask.

"What is this...... Ye thought about it and shook his head, "But I can't say it for a while, sometimes she is as compassionate as a bodhisattva, and sometimes she is ruthless like a rakshasa, in short, it is fickle and troublesome." ”

"Hehe, it's interesting. Xiao Yuesheng pinched the jade cup, Guo Fu held the jade pot beside him, and helped him fill it, he sucked it gently, tasting the mellow and lingering aroma of wine, his eyes swept Zhang Qingyun on the lake, and his mouth was full of admiration.

"Master Xiao, Yang Daxia, Ye has to retire first. Ye Chong saw that Zhang Qingyun and the three were about to dock, and said goodbye to Xiao Yuesheng and them.

"Then I wish Master Ye a victory!" Xiao Yuesheng raised the jade cup and gestured for a toast.

Everyone raised the wine cup, the men drank it all, and the women touched the cherry lips lightly, they drank the fruit wine made by Mission Hills Villa, almost no wine, just a drink similar to wine.

Ye Zhong and the disciples put down the wine cup awe-inspiringly, got up and hugged their fists, and turned to leave, their expressions were resolute and solemn, but there was a bit of Jing Ke Beiyan's generosity and heroism.

Seeing the five people leave, Yang Guo smiled and said: "That head of Qingyun is so bold, he only brought only two disciples to the meeting, which is really heroic." ”

Xiaoxing raised his eyes, glanced at his son-in-law, and said: "If the man is right, that Zhang Qingyun is really a rare beauty, but it's a pity that she is a Taoist aunt, and it's a pity that she has this appearance." ”

After that, he glanced at his son-in-law again.

Xiao Yuesheng just played with the jade cup in his hand, ignoring her eyes.

Everyone watched Xiaoxing's every move in their eyes, and snickered in their stomachs.

When Zhang Qingyun stopped the boat and docked, Ye Zhong and the four disciples were already waiting there, greeting each other with a kind smile on their faces, without the slightest tension.

Zhang Qingyun's melon seed face, snow-white as jade, two cheeks and pear vortices, his eyes reveal a poignant melancholy, which makes people feel pitiful, slender and graceful, which makes people feel weak and can't help the wind.

The two disciples behind her were extremely white-skinned, with beautiful faces and an unearthly aura, and they were rare beauties, but under their master's countenance, they were a little dim.

Greeting Ye Chong, Zhang Qingyun's snow-white face was as white as the Lord's expression, and his body floated together with his disciples, like three Feihong skimming across the lake, and gently fell in front of Ye Chong.

"Zhang Daochang, you are polite in the lower leaves!" Ye Chong bowed his hand, his demeanor was graceful, and he was quite graceful.

Zhang Qingyun nodded slightly, glanced at him lightly, frowned slightly, his eyes swept the dense crowd around him, and there was a little impatience on his jade face.

"The road is coming for a long time, and please go upstairs to rest for a while, how about we talk about martial arts?" Ye Zhong said stiffly, but secretly beat the drum in his heart, if she agreed, she could only lead her to sit there for a while, talking about people made people blush, as one of the protagonists of the competition, he didn't have a seat, thinking of this, his eyes glared at a few disciples quickly, and secretly decided to go back and repair them well, so that they could remember their surnames for a long time, so as not to be so careless.

Li Zhengfan and the four of them were staring at the two disciples of the Qingwei Sect opposite each other carefully, but they felt a chill all over their bodies, and shivered, but they were a little unclear.

"Don't be so troublesome, I don't have time to drink tea and chat, let's start immediately, Qingyun has been curious about Master Ye's swordsmanship for a long time, and he has long wanted to see it. Zhang Qingyun's beautiful face was full of indifference, and he glanced at Ye Chong lightly.

Ye Chong felt his heart skip a beat, but there was a hint of melancholy in his clear and cold eyes, which made him feel that he couldn't bear to draw his sword.

Since the Taoist chief is so insistent, Ye obeys the order. Ye Chong was relieved, fortunately she excused herself, otherwise it would be extremely embarrassing to really let herself lead her to someone else's table, "How about we have a discussion here?"

Zhang Qingyun glanced around, and saw that those men were staring at her, these lustful eyes made her heart really awkward, shook her head, and when she saw the big painting anchored not far from the shore, her eyes lit up, and she pointed to the painting and said: "It's too noisy here, let's go to that boat to compete, let people row the boat to the center of the river, so as not to make noise from those people." ”

"This ......" Ye Chong was difficult again, and sighed in his heart, this Qingyun is really weird, he doesn't like many people, but no one has anyone in his eyes when he mentions this idea, as if the painting is her own place, she can use it if she wants to, and she doesn't put the owner of the painting in her eyes at all.

Leaning in front of the window, Xiao Yuesheng, who was facing the wind, smiled, and said to Yang: "Second brother, their martial arts competition is to choose our paintings, which is also interesting, let's go down and take a look?" and smiled at the girls: "Sitting in your own paintings and watching the battle, it's better than now, ladies, please move Fangjia!"

Xiao Xing snorted coldly: "They will also choose a place!" but stood up first, and she couldn't wait to leave, with her obsession with swordsmanship, she naturally wanted to see the two of them compete in swordsmanship as soon as possible.

Guo Fu also hurriedly stood up, Xiao Yuesheng smiled: "Then let's go back to painting." With that, he led everyone downstairs to paint fat.

Chen picked up the things back into the wooden box with his feet, closed the lid of the box, and held it in his hand, his feet were swift and incoherent, and he followed Xiao Yuesheng and his party in three or two steps.

At this time, Ye Chongzheng explained to Zhang Qingyun, saying that the owner of this painting was a master, and he had to seek the owner's opinion.

That Zhang Qingyun was not unreasonable, but he glanced at Ye Zhong impatiently, but his eyes already revealed that he was very verbose.

Xiao Yuesheng led everyone straight to the painting, and did not go to greet Ye Chong and Zhang Qingyun, only Chen Er carried the two big wooden boxes, came to Ye Chong, and said with a smile: "Master Ye, the owner of my family said that the two of you are welcome to be guests on the painting." ”

Zhang Qingyun glanced at Chen Er suspiciously, and then looked at Ye Chong.

Ye Zhong smiled: "Thank you Master Xiao for a lot. He turned his head to Zhang Qingyun and said, "It seems that Master Xiao has agreed, Zhang Daochang, please ——!."

Zhang Qingyun glanced at Chen Er in surprise, and then looked at Xiao Yuesheng and his party who were boarding the ship, she had a good eye, and naturally saw Chen Er's extraordinaryness at a glance, but she didn't expect that she was just a subordinate.

Chen Er's attitude was humble, bowing his head and letting the group go first.

Zhang Qingyun frowned tightly, took a deep look at Chen Er, who was bowing his head and eyebrows, and led his disciple to turn around and walk towards the painting.

With the departure of the group, the crowd around to see the excitement suddenly moved, but when they arrived in front of the painting, they were a little dumbfounded, some of them knew that Xiao Yuesheng and Xiao Zhuang were mysterious and profound, and they couldn't be provoked, and some had seen the Condor Heroes Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu, and they couldn't be presumptuous, so they could only stand there and watch Ye Chong and Zhang Qingyun take two disciples who were like flowers and jade to paint.

Some people with good brains and quick reactions hurriedly got out of the crowd and went to the lake to hire boats, but most of them didn't have such sharp minds, so they stupidly stretched their necks and waited, waiting for Ye Chong and Zhang Qingyun to get on the boat and rest before getting down to compare swords to show them.

Chen Er led everyone to the painting, Xiao Yuesheng was already waiting at the bow of the boat with Yang Guo and his wife, and when he saw Ye Chong, he said with a smile: "Master Ye, your sudden trick can make those who come to watch the battle not light, and you will inevitably suffer some blame!"

Ye Zhong glanced at Zhang Qingyun, and he was helpless in his heart, everyone came with expectations, but the result was disappointing, and it was inevitable to scold him, he had always cherished his feathers very much, and now Zhang Qingyun's proposal really made him feel painful.

Yang Guo didn't make fun of it like Xiao Yuesheng, he solemnly arched his hand to Zhang Qingyun, and said, "Under Yang Guo, it must be Zhang Daochang of the Qingwei Sword Sect?"

Zhang Qingyun was slightly stunned, Yang Guo's name as the Condor Heroes, compared to her, the head of the Qingwei Sword Sect, was much more majestic, but it was a pity that their whereabouts were erratic, and they had never been seen, but they didn't expect to meet here unintentionally.

"Poor Dao is Zhang Qingyun, I have seen Yang Daxia!" Although Zhang Qingyun is a person who has no children to spare, he still has a lot of respect for these two chivalrous Condor heroes.

"Don't dare, this is an insider," Yang Guo pointed to Xiaolongnu, and then pointed at Xiao Yuesheng: "This is my brother Xiao Yuesheng, my brother is informal, and I hope that Zhang Daochang will not be blamed." These are my two sisters-in-law. Although Yang Guo's surname is out of the ordinary, after all, he has been in the martial arts for many years, and with his extraordinary intelligence, he has naturally become shrewd and capable, and he can still distinguish the occasion.

Xiao Yuesheng arched his hand slightly, with a subtle smile on his face: "Zhang Daochang's name has long been known, but he didn't expect that it was a heroine, Xiao admires!"

Zhang Qingyun took her eyes off the faces of Xiaoxing Guo Fu and the others, although she was a stunning beauty, she was also surprised by the elegance of the two, she smiled faintly, the melancholy in her eyes did not diminish at all, and she was elegant and polite: "Xiao Zhuang has won the award, Qingyun is ashamed." ”

For the free and casual man in front of her, she did not have the slightest sense of disgust for ordinary men, only felt that he was full of gentle and pleasant atmosphere, as if he had been a friend for many years, and his heart was extremely comfortable and quiet, so he was rare to be humble, but he unconsciously called himself by a common name.

She was originally a cultivator, and she was particularly sensitive to the breath of nature, and her closeness to Xiao Yuesheng was mostly due to the exercises she had cultivated.

"Big brother, let's invite the guests into the cabin. Guo Fu saw that Brother Xiao had a smile in his eyes, his heart chuckled, he sank slightly, and hurriedly reminded him.

Only then did she know in her heart that what Xiaoxing said was true, this Brother Xiao was indeed good to all women, and he smiled so gently, it really gave her a headache to think about.

Xiao Yuesheng said with a smile: "It's still Mrs. who thinks thoughtfully, please hurry up, everyone go and sit in the cabin." ”

Xiao Yuesheng's lady called it very affectionately, and it was full of praise, which suddenly made Guo Fu's heart overjoyed, and the vigilance just now was as far away as the country of Java, and secretly gave her husband a coquettish and intoxicating autumn wave, and began to beckon everyone to take a seat.

Xiaolongnu just held Ruonan's little hand and looked at everyone lightly, Ruonan blinked her round eyes and looked at this female head curiously.

Xiaoxing just glanced at Zhang Qingyun's hands and feet from time to time, speculating on his swordsmanship, and the rest didn't pay much attention to it, only Guo Fu, although he was still indifferent to people, among this group of women, he seemed the most kind.

Although Chen Er's hands and feet were nimble, he couldn't serve so many people's tea at once, Guo Fu stepped forward to help, his steps were bright, his willow waist was very elegant, and he held a plate of tea and handed it to Zhang Qingyun and her two disciples.

Zhang Qingyun's two disciples are stable and mature, with a melon seed face, red phoenix eyes, a slender figure, a lively and innocent face, a slightly round face with duck eggs, apricot eyes and peach cheeks, and a delicate figure.

Seeing Mrs. Xiao serving tea in person, the two of them hurriedly got up and took it, bowing their heads and thanking them.

Guo Fu's indifferent and brilliant face seemed to bloom with a bright and brilliant rose, which was so bright that people couldn't look at it directly, and she chuckled: "What a beautiful person!"

Red clouds rose slightly on the snow-white faces of the two, and they lowered their heads lightly, and said in a low voice that Mrs. praised falsely, so they didn't dare to look at her.

Guo Fu suddenly realized that he was under the influence of Brother Xiao, and naturally with an old-fashioned tone, he couldn't help but smile to himself.

Zhang Qingyun's melancholy eyes smiled slightly, and said, "Compared with Mrs. Xiao, the inferior is tantamount to the Glowing Fire and Haoyue, how dare you call it beautiful!"

Guo Fuyu's face was slightly red and smiled faintly.

As soon as he put down the jade cup, Zhang Qingyun said to Ye Chong: "Master Ye, let's start." For Ye Zhangmen's swordsmanship, Poor Dao has admired it for a long time, and he can't see it, but now he can finally get what he wants. ”

"Zhang Daochang has worked hard all the way, so it's better to take a rest and compare it before it's too late. Ye Zhong said with a smile, showing his downright demeanor.

"No need!" Zhang Qingyun got up and strode towards the cabin, but his delicate body exuded generosity and heroism.

Ye Zhong shook his head with a wry smile, got up helplessly, arched his hand to Xiao Yuesheng who was sitting in a daze, and followed her out of the cabin.

Xiao Yuesheng brought the jade cup that was parked in mid-air to his mouth, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he sighed in his heart: This Zhang Qingyun is really different from ordinary people!

Yang Guo secretly praised in his heart, and said to Xiao Yuesheng with a smile: "Big brother, Zhang Daochang's actions are really resolute and resolute, and he is very superior, how about we go out and give them a raid?"

The women agreed with Yang Guo's words, Yang Ruonan had almost no words since he saw Zhang Qingyun, his eyes had been staring at her, and he was really curious about this woman with a melancholy temperament.

"Godfather, let's go out quickly, it's already started!" Seeing that his godfather was still slowly sipping tea, Yang Ruonan couldn't help but say coquettishly, and his snow-white little hand grabbed Xiao Yuesheng's sleeve and tugged it.

Xiao Yuesheng is holding up the cup to taste the tea, this Longjing tastes endless, Yang Ruonan's sleeve is exactly his hand raising the cup, the tea cup moves, his palm is gently put and closed, the tea swayed, but did not spill.

Such an inadvertent and astonishing move, Yang Guo and the others have long been accustomed to it, and they are not surprised.

"Xiao Ruonan spoke, we naturally have to obey and go out to have a look. Xiao Yuesheng took the lead and got up and walked out of the cabin.

For him, sitting in the cabin is no different from watching from the outside, and besides, he can't be interested in watching children fight, and it is inevitable that he will be slow down.

The rest of the people were eager to watch the battle, and quickly got out of the cabin, seeing that the sword light was already flashing in the field, the gold and iron were resonating, the two had already fought together, the sky was warm and the sun was shining, and the sword light was shining on the two of them from time to time, and the air was cold.

Several disciples of the two of them, one on the left and one on the right, lined up on both sides, all staring at the field, looking nervous, pressing the hilt of the sword with their hands, slightly white, as if they were about to rush up to fight on behalf of the master.

At this time, there were already a few small boats next to the painting, and the boat was full of people, and the boat seemed to be in danger of being sunk to the bottom of the water, but the people on the boat ignored it, staring at Zhang Qingyun and Ye Zhong who were wielding a long sword on the painting.

Watching the master of the martial arts competition, it is very beneficial to their own practice, sometimes the income from watching the battle is worth several years of hard training, so it is reasonable to want to watch Zhang Qingyun Ye Chong's two martial arts competition, now in the martial arts, the two have faintly become the top swordsmanship in the north and south, such a subtle competition, for the people in the martial arts, it is really not to be missed.

Zhang Qingyun and Ye Chong's swordsmanship are very different, Zhang Qingyun's swordsmanship is ethereal and smart, and there is no way to change, Ye Chong is ancient and concise, fast as lightning, often the first to make a move, Zhang Qingyun's unpredictable sword moves are under his concise to a somewhat humble fast sword, there is a sense of inability to perform, every time at the last moment, he is forced to change his moves, unable to show the power of his sword moves.

Zhang Qingyun's footwork is extremely mysterious, as the sword style unfolds, as if she is leading people with a sword, her feet do not touch the ground, and she steps on the void, making her swordsmanship faster and faster, and gradually exceeding Ye Chong's sword speed.

At this time, Zhang Qingyun's sword style became more and more light and agile, her robe fluttered, her steps were ethereal, like a fairy Ling Bo, and she had a clear and refined atmosphere, and it was really difficult to see her as a mortal.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled and glanced at Xiao Xing, who was staring intently at Zhang Qingyun's footsteps, obviously trying his best to observe the subtleties of this set of footwork.

The relaxed expression on Ye Chong's face became more and more solemn, and the long sword in his hand was the same, feeling that the opponent's sword body seemed to faintly come from a wave of elasticity and stickiness, which made his long sword about to touch the opponent's sword body lag for a while, and the speed dropped sharply, so he couldn't defeat it for a long time, otherwise, with the advantage of his vision, every time he stabbed a sword, he would have entered the gap, attacked its weakness, stabbed it and saved, and had already defeated her.

Xiao Yuesheng's contempt was slightly reduced, and he sighed secretly in his heart, he didn't expect such a swordsmanship to really appear in the world, it seems that he has always underestimated the world.

This kind of sword control technique, although in his eyes is not a superior swordsmanship, but compared to the swordsmanship of the people in the martial arts, the realm is a higher level.

Gathering the spirit and spirit in the sword, the body and the sword are one, this kind of swordsmanship is far worse than his sword control and flying immortal skills, but for people in the martial arts, it is already the extreme of swordsmanship, and it is more and more difficult to deal with Ye Chong, and it is already a failure, it is only a matter of time.

Zhang Qingyun's body is getting faster and faster, as the long sword tends to retreat, Xiao Yuesheng knows that this is due to her getting closer and closer to the sword, it seems that she needs to gradually improve the process of using this kind of swordsmanship, and it is not something that can be achieved at the beginning. Maybe it was because of the sword competition with Ye Chong that forced her into such a realm, in this case, it was also an opportunity to break through, and it could only be said that Zhang Qingyun was blessed to the soul.

Ye Zhong felt that the pressure on the sword was getting heavier and heavier, and he felt overwhelmed, every time he came out of the sword, his physical strength disappeared a few points, and if he went on like this, he would soon be unable to swing the sword again, but he didn't expect this Qingwei swordsmanship to be so strange and unpredictable, it seemed to be light and agile, but the internal breath was based on the sticky weight, which was unguardable, and it was already on the road invisibly.

"Drink!" Ye Zhong pressed all his internal force on the dantian, suddenly transported it to the sword body, roared, and the long sword shook, suddenly bright and dazzling.

Zhang Qingyun touched it with a hazy and clear long sword, and immediately retreated backwards like an electric shock, and his body fluttered and retreated, and the long sword sprinkled lotus flowers, blooming dazzlingly in front of her.

Ye Chong's body jumped, the long sword suddenly became a little brighter, and his sword rushed forward, stabbing at Zhang Qingyun who couldn't stop retreating like a sword arrow.

The sword flowers in front of Zhang Qingyun were ruthlessly pierced by his cold long sword, but every time the sword flower was pierced, Ye Chong's long sword became darker.

Zhang Qingyun had retreated to the side of the ship and was about to touch the railing of the escort ship soon.

"Master, be careful!" the delicate and lively female disciple couldn't help but exclaim.

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