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Yi Lin was annoyed, no longer controlled, her body shook, she got out, and appeared next to Yiqing Shitai, Yiqing Shitai was already crumbling at this time, and the martial arts of these people were extraordinary. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Yi Lin's palm technique is subtle, and she doesn't use her sword, she slaps out one palm at a time, and everyone has no enemy, and she sees herself in the palm.

Five or six people flew up and fell a foot away, piled up together, but Yilin was annoyed that they were despicable, and his subordinates no longer showed mercy.

In a flash, he appeared behind Yi and Shitai again, stretched out his palm and slapped it, and in the blink of an eye, he slapped these four people away.

"These people, their martial arts are really powerful, are they really just thieves?!" Yihe Shitai returned his sword to the sheath, looked at these more than ten people, and said hatefully.

"It's very weird, their martial arts are all masters, how can they stoop to be thieves?!" Master Yiqing frowned and groaned.

Yilin thought about it, didn't speak, and faintly realized that she remembered what her eldest brother said to herself before leaving.

These people, ten out of ten, are really Zuo Lengchan's faction, and what the Songshan faction does is indeed unpopular!

early morning

The air is fresh and fresh, inhaled into the body, the whole body is empty, and the whole person's mood becomes a little brighter.

Xiao Yuesheng practiced in retreat.

In the back garden, Jiang Nanyun was dressed in a tight-fitting moon-white satin shirt, full of energy, full of spirit, and his whole body seemed to exude a compelling light.

She stood in the flower garden, waving her long sword, and in the flickering cold light, she couldn't see the sword and the person clearly, just a blurry light and shadow, exuding a scorching light.

She is performing the Clear Void Sword Technique, and since these days, she has worked hard and finally practiced this set of sword techniques.

When the whole set of swordsmanship was practiced, she suddenly understood that this set of swordsmanship actually contained a unique mental method, which was incomparably mysterious, and it was a few points more clever than the jade void technique.

Every time you practice the sword, when the last swordsmanship is finished, the heart method is suddenly activated, and every time you practice a set of swordsmanship, the heart method will circulate for a week, and the internal force will increase one.

Such a speed of improvement is really appalling, and after performing a big week, it is several times different than urging a big week of one's own exercises.

Only then did she understand why the master was so anxious to urge her to practice, such a swordsmanship, if she didn't practice it completely, she wouldn't be able to learn the mental method in the swordsmanship.

In this way, these words can be regarded as wasted, and in Master's opinion, my current mental method is afraid that it is as slow as a snail and unbearable.

She practiced swordsmanship at this time, and after a while, the original fatigue was all gone, and the more she practiced, the more energetic she became, and she couldn't wait to practice for a day.

It's just that although the body breath is sufficient, the body bones are driven by flesh and blood after all, and they can't be turned into copper and iron bones due to deep internal force, which is a restriction.

Suddenly, a white shadow floated in from outside, and in a blink of an eye, she came to the outside of the flower garden where she was, and said in a deep voice: "Miss, there is something important!"

"Manager Xiang, what's the matter?!" Jiang Nanyun's figure moved, and suddenly appeared in front of Xiang Wentian's body, and asked in a coquettish voice, and the long sword slowly returned to its sheath.

Xiang Wentian heard a faint fragrance from his nose, smiled bitterly, and said in a deep voice: "Miss Su and Miss He are back!"

"They're back—?!" Jiang Nanyun suddenly smiled.

Xiang Wentian nodded: "I just came back, but I was seriously injured!"

Jiang Nanyun was stunned for a moment, and nodded hurriedly: "Got it, where are they now?!"

"Miss Su is painting, Miss He came to report the news!" Xiang Wentian replied succinctly.

Jiang Nanyun nodded, his figure flickered, disappeared in place, appeared more than ten zhang away at the same time, and then flashed, and disappeared without a trace.

With such a peerless light skill, Xiang Wentian was already surprised and shook his head.

Jiang Nanyun appeared in the living room, didn't see He Xueqing, and knew that she must have returned to the painting, and after a few moments of hard work, she returned to the Nanyu Pavilion.

She was wearing a practice uniform, and she didn't take anything from the pills on her body except for the long sword.

Hearing the news of Su Qingqing's serious injury, although she panicked, she was still calm, acted in an orderly manner, and did not make a mess.

I went to the house to change my clothes, and by the way, I took the pill, and in a blink of an eye, I changed into a lake green Luo shirt, and I used the technique of shrinking the ground into inches, and ran towards the West Lake.

Before coming to the Su Causeway, she did not stop, stepping on the surface of the lake, walking on the ground under her feet, walking in the air, like resisting the wind, only a few breaths of effort, and then arrived at the painting in the middle of the lake.

There are some people on the embankment, who are walking, seeing such a strange scene, all of them are dumbfounded, like seeing a god, it is difficult to hold themselves, almost kneeling on the ground, and bowing to the ground.

Jiangnan clouds fell on the painting, lifted the curtain and entered, and a medicinal gas came to the face, and it was very smoky.

She raised her eyebrows, stepped in, and looked inside, but saw a person lying on the couch, and three people sitting on the couch.

Hearing the footsteps, the three of them looked back and saw that it was Jiang Nanyun, and they all sighed.

"Sister Jiang, you're here, let's take a look at Qingqing!" He Xueqing's expression was haggard, and her originally abyss-like eyes were dim, as if the deep pool had dried up.

Jiang Nanyun swept it at a glance and found that she was seriously injured, but she kept pressing herself and using secret methods to suppress it and prevent the injury from breaking out.

Although this is a very strong secret method, its principle is like a flood about to leak out, not to let it out, but to raise the embankment and block it.

Once the levee bursts again, it becomes even more violent and difficult to stop.

Therefore, although this secret method is clever, it is very dangerous, and if you are not careful, it will endanger your life, and it is really a double-edged sword.

She glanced at it, was reasonable, ignored it for now, turned around and walked towards the couch, came to the couch, and glanced at Su Qingqing on the couch.

Su Qingqing's hair was not messy at all, but her eyes were closed, and her cheeks were red, as if she was drunk and sleeping.

Jiang Nanyun's face sank, her eyes brightened, and she slowly picked up her left wrist.

When she looked at his appearance, she knew that his injuries were extremely serious, and they were by no means ordinary small injuries, and she was afraid that she was worried about her life.

"Did you take my master's Rejuvenation Pill?" she asked in a low voice, pressing her pulse with three fingers.

He Xueqing nodded: "As soon as she was injured, she quickly let her take the Soul Rejuvenation Pill and never woke up." ”

"Hmm......" Jiang Nanyun nodded, his brows suddenly twisted, his eyes closed, and his expression was solemn and solemn.

Seeing this, the second daughter didn't dare to speak, and her heart suddenly rose.

Xiao Xiang clenched her fists tightly, her nails sank into the flesh of her palm, but she didn't notice it, and she slowly bleed, still not noticing.

The atmosphere in the cabin seemed to be frozen, and the three of them held their breath, not daring to breathe, for fear of startling Jiang Nanyun's visit.

After a while, Jiang Nanyun slowly opened his eyes, slowly lowered his wrist, his brows were twisted, and his eyes were bright and disappearing.

"Sister Jiang, what the hell is going on?!" Song Mengjun asked slowly, his cold face was as sad as ice.

Jiang Nanyun let out a long sigh and shook his head, his jade face was gloomy, as if he could drip water, his eyes were empty and thoughtful.

"Can you save it?" Song Mengjun asked astringently.

Jiang Nanyun's eyes slowly focused, thought about it, and shook his head: "It's difficult...... It's hard!"

"Could it be that Sister Su ...... her?!" Song Mengjun's red lips trembled, his voice trembled, and he was almost speechless.

Jiang Nanyun was silent, just shook his head.

"What about Mr. Xiao?!" He Xueqing asked suddenly, with a look of hope in her eyes.

Jiang Nanyun thought for a while: "Master is in retreat, and he can't get out for a while." ”

Song Mengjun suddenly slapped him heavily: "Yes, Mr. Xiao's martial arts are superb, and he will definitely be able to save Sister Song!"

Although she is arrogant and empty-eyed, she admires Xiao Yuesheng, knowing that his martial arts are superb, and even beyond the level of martial arts, almost like the Tao.

He is almost omnipotent, martial arts, formations, and pills, all of which are ancient and unparalleled, so he already has the idea of worship in his heart.

When facing difficulties at this time, he naturally thought of Xiao Yuesheng, thinking that he would definitely be able to get rid of the illness and save Sister Su.

Jiang Nanyun shook his head, not optimistic, sighed deeply, and said: "Sister Su is too seriously injured, this sword is piercing the heart, if it weren't for the medicinal power of the Soul Rejuvenation Pill, she would have been cut off from life,...... Besides, the master is not a Da Luo Jin Immortal, so I'm afraid that such an injury will not happen!"

"Anyway, I have to let Mr. Xiao see it, he will definitely be able to save it!" Song Mengjun said in a resolute tone.

"Yes, let Mr. Xiao give it a try!" He Xueqing also said anxiously, with a pleading face, staring at Jiang Nanyun.

Jiang Nanyun spread his hands and said helplessly: "Master is in retreat, even if there is a big matter, it can't affect him." ”

"There's no way to summon urgently?!" Song Mengjun asked with some suspicion.

Jiang Nanyun smiled bitterly: "Master said that this time he is in retreat, it is too dangerous, and he will never be disturbed by the outside world, otherwise, there is a risk of going mad." ”

"How is this good?!" He Xueqing walked around, her soft face full of anxiety, like an ant on a hot nest.

Jiang Nanyun shook his head and sighed, Song Mengjun stared at Su Qingqing, who was as red as a sleeping person, his eyes were moist, and tears actually fell.

This surprised Jiang Nanyun, in her impression, Song Mengjun was as cold as ice, and the surname was quite cold, and shedding tears was a situation she had never imagined.

He Xueqing walked around, suddenly stopped, poofed, spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell softly to the ground.

Jiang Nanyun's eyes were quick, his body flickered, he went behind her, and stretched out his hand to support her.

He Xueqing was already paralyzed as mud, and it was difficult to move, so she fell into her arms, blood gushing from the corners of her mouth, looking quite terrifying.

Her face was as pale as paper, her eyes were hazy, and she seemed to be in a blur, as if she had just changed from a different person.

"Miss He!" Xiao Xiang exclaimed, hurriedly came over to help, Jiang Nanyun flicked his sleeve with his left hand, blocked it, and said in a low voice: "She can't touch it!"

The right hand is fast, the fingers are slender, and the fingers are full of shadows.

Xiao Xiang only felt an invisible wall of qi blocking in front of her, so she stopped moving, and already understood that He Xueqing's injuries must be extremely serious and could not be touched at will.

"What's wrong with her?" Song Mengjun wiped his tears with the momentum, pretended to be indifferent, walked closer, and asked in a casual voice.

Her internal injuries were also serious, but she had been forcibly suppressed, and just now she was impetuous, so strong that her blood and qi were disordered, and her injuries recurred. Jiang Nanyun said in a low voice, his fingers were fast, and in an instant, nearly seventy fingers had been pointed out, all of which were major acupoints.

While speaking, she finished pointing at the jade finger, stopped, let out a long breath, and used this set of Feng Yuan fingers, which was too demanding for her skills, if it weren't for her more profound internal skills now, I am afraid that it would be difficult to support it and give up halfway.

Putting He Xueqing on another couch next to him, Jiang Nanyun shook his head, took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, and poured out a snow-white pill: "Master gave them two Soul Rejuvenation Pills, it seems that she gave them all to Sister Su." ”

Song Mengjun sighed, and a trace of suspicion in his heart suddenly dissipated.

When she saw Su Qingqing's appearance, she inevitably complained about He Xueqing in her heart, if it weren't for her business, how could Su Qingqing fall to this step?!

Now, when I heard this sentence, I suddenly felt mixed in my heart, and it was difficult to explain.

"Does it matter if she wants to?" Song Mengjun asked hurriedly.

Jiang Nanyun shook his head: "Her injury is too violent, and I can't cure it, so I can only use the Soul Rejuvenation Pill to hang her vitality, and wait for the master to come out of the customs and take a look." ”

"It's so badly injured, why can't you see it?!" Song Mengjun was stunned, as if in disbelief, and hurriedly asked.

Jiang Nanyun sighed and said with a wry smile: "She used a strange technique, similar to my Feng Yuan Finger, which can completely suppress the injury, but the next time the injury occurs, it is unstoppable, several times heavier than the original injury!"

"This stupid girl!" Song Mengjun understood the reason and couldn't help but scold.

Jiang Nanyun looked at He Xueqing, who was unconscious, and sighed: "Yes, she is really a stupid girl!"

"Sister Jiang, how is it now?!" Song Mengjun looked at the two of them with a pleading expression, she always thought that with Mr. Xiao's magical powers, even if she retreated, there would be no danger, but she was just alarmist.

Jiang Nanyun also felt like this, he always felt that the master was omnipotent and powerful, how could there be any danger?!

She gritted her teeth and decided that she would rather offend her master than save their lives.

He Xueqing's injury was already extremely serious, and this recurrence, the consequences of the original secret technique also burst out, and it was even more injured and injured, and the severity of the injury was not inferior to Su Qingqing.

The injuries of the two, either of them, she was helpless, she could only wait for the master to come out.

It's just that the medicinal effect of the Soul Rejuvenation Pill is limited after all, and if you eat two pills, it is already the limit, and if you eat too much, it will have no effect.

She said in a deep voice: "Sister Song, I have decided to summon Master out of the customs!"

"Will that be dangerous?" Song Mengjun said busily, and there were some worries in his heart, he was really suffering from gains and losses, and it was difficult to control himself.

"Master's ability is great, even if there is any danger, it must not matter, if you don't call Master, the two of them will not be able to save their lives!" Jiang Nanyun sighed and said gloomily.

At this moment, she suddenly hated herself, she usually didn't work hard enough, otherwise, why bother with the master himself, she could also cure the two of them.

"That'...... Okay!" Song Mengjun nodded.

The two of them came out of the painting, let Xiaoxiang take a good look at the two, don't let people come up and disturb, so they stepped on the boat and rowed to the embankment.

When he came to the villa, Jiang Nanyun went straight to the Hanyan Pavilion, but found that Liu Jing was not there.

"I can't care so much, let's call the master first!" Jiang Nanyun didn't want to discuss with Liu Jing, and went straight to their bedroom.

This bedroom is very warmly furnished, with milky white gauze tents, moon-white carpets, furniture and everything around it, mostly white and bright colors, which makes the room fresh and warm.

The two came in, Jiang Nanyun came to the front of the case, uncovered the chessboard on the case, and picked up a white chess piece from inside.

She flicked her fingers, and the white light flashed, hitting the white jade cup in the center of the table, and suddenly let out a clear sound.

The voice was clear but condensed, like a puff of wolf smoke, wafting out of the room and flying underground.

"Is this ......?" Song Mengjun asked strangely.

Jiang Nanyun shook his head, but smiled silently, then lowered his face again, looked downstairs worriedly, and turned out of the bedroom.

The two came to the weak water pavilion, sat at the stone table, and drank tea, but they didn't belong to their minds, obviously thinking about Xiao Yuesheng.

After drinking half a cup of tea, Song Mengjun spoke: "Sister Jiang, you haven't come out yet, Mr. Xiao won't be in any danger, right?"

"It shouldn't be ......" Jiang Nanyun said in a deep voice, but his face was not very good-looking, obviously extremely worried, but he just forced himself.

"I wish the auspicious people were heavenly!" Song Mengjun sighed, his cold jade face full of anxiety.

Jiang Nanyun was also anxious in his heart, but the secret of clearing his heart was endless, and he forced himself to resolve this scorching fire.

After a long time, there was still no movement, Jiang Nanyun's heart sank, and his face became more and more pale, without blood.

Song Mengjun saw her like this, and he didn't know that it was good, but he felt that the world had changed.

"What's disturbing my retreat?!" Suddenly, a clear voice sounded, and Xiao Yuesheng suddenly appeared in the small pavilion, without warning, abruptly, as if appearing out of thin air.

"Master!" Jiang Nanyun was overjoyed, stood up, rushed to him, and hurriedly said, "You're not injured?!"

Xiao Yuesheng's face was not very good, he looked a little discouraged, it was extremely rare, and he hummed: "I didn't tell you, I can't disturb me, it's good now, I almost went crazy!"

"Then Master, ...... you now?" Jiang Nanyun hurriedly asked, looking up and down, seeing Master like this, his heart was sour, and he blamed himself.

"I'm a little injured, I can't die!" Xiao Yuesheng didn't look at her angrily, turned to Song Mengjun, and said softly: "Miss Song, but what happened?"

"Mr. Xiao, Qingqing and Xiaoqing's surnames are dying, and they need your help. Song Mengjun retracted with joy, regained his cold expression, and said in a low voice.

"Oh-?" Xiao Yuesheng frowned, glanced at Jiang Nanyun, and saw her nodding with a heavy expression, knowing that she was not joking.

"Go over and see. Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand, his body shook, and he disappeared.

"It's really hateful, don't wait for me!" Jiang Nanyun muttered dissatisfiedly, and hurriedly performed light skills, wanting to chase him back and forth.

Song Mengjun also performed light skills galloping, and when he came to the painting, Xiao Yuesheng was already sitting cross-legged beside Su Qingqing, pinching the trick with both hands, closing his eyes slightly, and condensing his qi, his face was solemn, and the atmosphere in the room was also solemn.

On his head, the purple qi was thick, slowly condensing into a ball, like a purple bead, and the purple qi was slowly circulating, as if it was alive.

Seeing the two of them come in with the curtain, Xiao Yuesheng slowly opened his eyes, and the purple beads above his head condensed and did not disperse, without any effect.

Jiang Nanyun hurriedly asked, "Master, is there a way to save them?"

Xiao Yuesheng sighed and nodded.

Jiang Nanyun clapped his hands, smiled happily, and said, "Master, I knew that you would be able to save them!"

Xiao Yuesheng smiled bitterly and did not speak.

Jiang Nanyun immediately smiled and asked cautiously, "Master, if you are injured, does it matter?"

Xiao Yuesheng turned his head to look at the two of them and shook his head: "If I hadn't been injured, it wouldn't have been impossible to save them, but now I'm ...... Alas...... , leave it to fate!"

(To be continued)