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Yang Ruonan breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at Pan Xiande, who was unconscious in a pool of blood, his brows were furrowed with his eyes closed, and he seemed to be in pain. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although he did not change his dislike for him, Yang Ruonan's kind nature inevitably showed a little sympathy, and it must have hurt a lot after taking this sword.

Yang Ruonan turned his head and glanced at the godfather sitting upright in the painting boat, seeing that his eyes were cold, he didn't dare to delay any longer, and turned to smile at the cold Zhang Qingyun: "Auntie, Ruonan is going back!"

Zhang Qingyun's cold jade-like face flashed a gentle smile and nodded.

Yang Ruonan didn't squat, but just stretched out his petite right hand, pressed it on the chest of Pan Xiande who was unconscious, and with a slight lift, his body suddenly floated, like an invisible force supporting him and slowly rising.

Yang Ruonan stretched out his hand to hold Pan Xiande, and the deerskin boots were light, like a milk swallow through the forest, swept by, and took Pan Xiande directly into their painting boat.

Since Yang Ruonan came and went, the rabbit rose and fell, like a shock, just a few breaths of things, but the world was steep and bright, and the face was dazzling.

Everyone had not yet woken up from her beautiful demeanor, and the Yiren in their eyes was gone, and their hearts were extremely stunned, and they couldn't help but look at the painting boat where Xiao Yuesheng was.

The surface of the lake rippled, and the surrounding painting boats began to swing unconsciously, as if they were about to turn to a position where Yang Ruonan could be seen, and under the ring, there began to be a faint commotion.

Alluring the country and the city, it is the extreme of beauty, Yang Ruonan combines the advantages of Xiaolongnu and Yang Guo, and then cultivates a unique mental method. The beauty of the posture and the prosperity of the elegance are enough to reach the boundary of the country and the city.

The beauty is moving, and under the snatching of their hearts, most people ignore Yang Ruonan's peerless martial arts unintentionally, or admire them so much that they dare not have a blasphemous heart. But to take another look, although death is unshaken, or be fascinated, born of a desire to possess, even if the sword mountain is a sea of fire, it is fearless.

Outside, although Xiao Yuesheng has not left the cabin, he has seen it. The brow, which had not yet been loosened, couldn't help frowning again.

He put down the white jade cup. A yaoqin suddenly appeared between his two hands, the body of the piano was purple, the brilliance was faintly flowing, but it was not, the strings were pitch black and dull, and the night sky that could not be seen with five fingers was exuding a mysterious attraction.

Glancing at Yang Ruonan, who was sitting elegantly beside him, Xiao Yuesheng lazily plucked the strings. Feeling the power of the strings to measure its pitch, he sighed helplessly and said, "Yang Ruonan, if you go out in the future, you still wear a veil!"

Guo Xiang had already moved the white jade cup on the table with a clear eye. Vacating the place, Xiao Yuesheng put the purple Yaoqin in front of him.

The unconscious Pan Xiande was placed on the bed in the bow of the boat. The snow-white and flawless bed has been imprinted with a human-shaped blood mark on him, and after receiving Xiao Yuesheng's return to the Yuan finger, although he has not woken up, his complexion has gradually improved, and it is only a matter of time before he wakes up.

"Hmph, that's so boring! their concentration is really bad!" Yang Ruonan grinned, snorted, and pulled out a handkerchief from the snow-white and flawless mink sleeve, and the moon-white silk handkerchief wiped the little hands that were not stained.

Xiao Yuesheng glared at her, sighed in a low voice, shook his head and said nothing, raised his hands, and his fingers had touched the black strings.

"Zheng-!"

The hard bow like five stones was pulled into a full moon, and the sound of the bowstring was suddenly released, almost with the power of curbing the clouds and cracking stones, and it was also like a muffled thunder, which made the surrounding noise suddenly disappear, and the world was quiet.

Even Zhang Qingyun, who has the deepest martial arts in the field, can't help but surge and drum his qi and blood, and he almost wants to get out of his body, and the rest of the people are even worse, he has no internal force and no sense of it, but whenever there is a trace of internal force, he only feels that his eyes are dark, and his heart is pounding, as if he is about to explode immediately.

The slowly paddling boats around suddenly stopped, and even in the distance, the people on the boat inexplicably knew which boat the sound of the piano came from, which made them deeply frightened and did not dare to approach any further, and gradually the momentum of the encirclement suddenly broke.

But there are also a few painting boats, still to move closer to this side, they are fascinated by Yang Ruonan's weathering, they have reached the realm of self-forgetfulness, even if the abyss cliff, they are not afraid.

"Zheng Zheng!"

The sound of the piano sounded again, and the tone became soothing, as light as a small bridge of flowing water, and after a few sounds, it rose again, soaring upward, and the height changed, like an eagle flying in the sky, flying down suddenly, skimming the grassland, and then rushing to the sky again.

Ups and downs, always about people's hearts, people around them only feel that their hearts no longer belong to themselves, with the sound of the piano and fast and slow, strong and weak, intense, bang heartbeat as if to want to get out of the body, low and deep, the heartbeat is so weak that it seems to be about to die, such a strange situation, people can't help but have a sense of despair and fear.

Just as the people were about to collapse, the sound stopped.

As the sound of the piano stopped, there were very few people on the painting boat who did not directly collapse to the ground, most of them lay on the floor or vomited, or trembled, they all experienced a period from life to death, from death to life, and knew the so-called death and life.

Looking from the sky, the painting boats that were gradually approaching Xiao Yuesheng's painting boat suddenly reversed the direction, and they were all busy moving away, and the surroundings of his painting boat became empty, and the breeze blew and the waves were sparkling.

Guo Xiang sat next to Xiao Yuesheng, did not feel abnormal, nor was he affected by the sound of the piano, but felt that this song was extremely wonderful, as if a picture appeared in front of him, a vigorous eagle playing in the water beside the waterfall as high as 100 zhang, high and low, flying freely.

She didn't know why her brother-in-law stroked the qin, and she only played half a song before taking back the yaoqin, but she had seen her brother-in-law too much weirdness, and she didn't think it was weird, so she just quietly admired it and didn't ask much.

As the sound of the piano stopped, Yang Ruonan opened his eyes, put down the white jade cup, jumped out of the cabin gently, looked around, saw the empty surroundings, returned to his godfather, and grinned: "Godfather, it's too ruthless, right?!"

"If you don't be ruthless now, will you be ruthless when the flames rise?" Xiao Yuesheng glared at Yang Ruonan angrily, left Yaoqin with both hands, and took a sip of Biwu wine.

"Wakanan. What's going on?" Guo Xiang didn't understand the words of the father and daughter, glanced at his brother-in-law, and asked Yang Ruonan softly.

"Godfather played the piano and scared everyone away!" Yang Ruonan spit out his tender tongue lightly, replied coquettishly, and glanced at Xiao Yuesheng again.

Guo Xiang is not a dull person, he understands it immediately and understands it immediately. couldn't help but smile, looked at Yang Ruonan's jade face, and laughed softly: "It's all because Ruonan is too beautiful!"

"Do you really have to wear a veil?" Yang Ruonan pointed to his beautiful eyebrows with the little white finger of his left hand, and asked Guo Xiang with some distress.

"Well, let's wear it!" Guo Xiang glanced at Xiao Yuesheng, nodded at Yang Ruonan, pursed his lips and smiled.

After these events, today's ring is over, and the sun has not yet set. People have gradually dispersed, and when they think about it, it feels like a dream, real and unreal.

Zhang Qingyun was pulled over by Yang Ruonan and returned to Linhuju in the same painting boat, and her two disciples Duan Ziyan and Qin Siying also followed, and the small painting boat was quite crowded.

Several women and figures are together, and it is inevitable that they will chatter non-stop. The painting boat was filled with several kinds of fragrances, Xiao Yuesheng sat among them, holding a book, leisurely admiring, listening to the surrounding warblers and swallows, as if exercising his concentration.

It's just that Xiao Yuesheng and Zhang Qingyun just collided with each other. From beginning to end, there was no contact.

Zhang Qingyun's cold temperament. There are not many words, when he is with Xiao Yuesheng on weekdays, Xiao Yuesheng often catches her gaze with his eyes and makes eye contact.

Therefore, the strangeness between the two was not noticed by the women on the painting boat.

Qin Siying was wearing a moon-white jacket, a lake-green pleated skirt, and if it weren't for the long sword at her waist, she would be a slim, delicate and lovely young lady.

She sat beside her master, her tender white fingers cautiously pointed at Pan Xiande, who was unconscious on the bed, and turned her head to look at Xiao Yuesheng: "Master, does this person matter?"

"It's no big deal!" Xiao Yuesheng's gaze moved away from the scroll in his hand, and he glanced at the cold Zhang Qingyun lightly, and then replied with a gentle smile.

Qin Siying glared at Pan Xiande, who didn't know anyone, and was also worried about his provocation, Qiong's nose wrinkled slightly, and snorted vigorously: "These people are really annoying, they are all idle, looking for trouble for no reason!"

For these people who come to the door to challenge, Qin Siying hates deeply, she has no grudges and no hatred, so as soon as she comes to the door to challenge, she will have troubles, for these people, it is extremely troublesome to deal with, kill with a sword, the boss can't bear it, and he will be soft and forgiving, so he will bury the troubles, and when he encounters a narrow-minded person, he will feel that he has suffered a great shame and humiliation, and has become a deep hatred that never dies.

Duan Ziyan beside her nodded with affection, and always followed her master's side, watching the Qingwei Sword Sect grow from small to large, from weak to strong, and the twists and turns are not enough to be outside.

Because the foundation of the sect is still shallow, it has become a shortcut to fame in the martial arts, and they dare not come to challenge such a long-renowned master as the Heavenly Thunder God Claw.

"Godfather, it seems that there is a ship following us!" Yang Ruonan suddenly looked in the direction of the hatch of the ship, as if he saw the situation outside through the thick felt curtain.

"Well, it's your companions. Xiao Yuesheng glanced at Pan Xiande on the couch and replied casually.

Immediately put down the scroll, stretched out his hand and gently pressed the cabin curtain, the thick lilac felt curtain rolled up without wind, and then an object flew out from under the rolled felt curtain, and in the blink of an eye, it had disappeared from the field of vision of everyone in the cabin, and it was nowhere to be found.

But the women in the boat were all people with extremely high martial arts, and they could see clearly at a glance that what flew out was Pan Xiande who was lying on the bed.

"Godfather, did you really let him go?!" Yang Ruonan's beautiful jade face showed a look of surprise, pointing to the empty bed that left only a blood-red human shape, and sighed in surprise.

"It's useless to keep it, it's better to give it back to them!" Xiao Yuesheng picked up the scroll again, picked up the white jade cup in the other hand, took a sip of the blue water, and his eyes were already on the book.

The light purple felt curtain fluttered gently, as if someone had just passed by, and the cabin seemed a little quiet for a while, and the eyes of all the women looked at Xiao Yuesheng who did not squint.

They were accustomed to his shocking skills, and they were not surprised, but they were surprised that his actions had let people go so easily and casually! Their eyes couldn't help but sneak a glance at Zhang Qingyun with a cold face.

Zhang Qingyun felt keen, she was present, but she turned a blind eye, walked to the bookcase under the window, picked up the book on the desk, this is a travelogue that Xiao Yuesheng likes, she flipped through it, and then sat down and admired it carefully.

"Godfather, they're still following behind!" Yang Ruonan's delicate voice said heavily, revealing undisguised dissatisfaction, obviously angry at these people's ignorance.

Yuesheng's eyes were still staring at the book, and he didn't move, but he squeezed out a promise in his throat, and then stroked his black mustache, picked up the white jade cup, took a sip of Biju, and the leisurely breath came to his face, and the surrounding women suddenly experienced a clear state of mind, and suddenly felt calm.

In the soft light of the night pearl on the bookcase, Yang Ruonan's bright gaze stayed on his godfather's face for a moment, then he grinned, didn't ask any more, and turned to laugh with Guo Xiang.

On the forest path leading to Linhuju, Xiao Yuesheng and Zhang Qingyun walked side by side, walking alone in front, and the four women such as Yang Ruonan and others in the back chattered and said no, and the sound of the tired birds returning to the forest was indescribably moving.

Their boats did not dock directly, but wandered around the West Lake, to the east, then to the west, until the sun set and the white clouds in the sky were dyed golden red.

If they hadn't followed behind, Xiao Yuesheng and they would have gone back directly, but Yang Ruonan's naughty thoughts were together, so he wanted to play with them, and he was about to swim all over the West Lake.

Seeing that they still didn't know what to do, Pan Xiande should have woken up a long time ago, but he still did not change his hostile behavior, Xiao Yuesheng no longer showed mercy and returned directly to Linhuju.

The rules of the lakeside residence. Close to the woods around Linhu Residence, all the people in the martial arts will not be merciful, and he doesn't have to do it himself, there will be Xiao Chuanxiang and them to clear these tails.

Stepping into the gate of Linhu Residence, Yang Ruonan turned around and looked, shook his mantis, and his face was unbearable, and he sighed coquettishly: "Why do they always kill themselves?!"

"They are from the Sa Ding Sect!" Xiao Yuesheng saw that she couldn't bear it, so she had to turn around and say a word lightly to eliminate her guilt.

"Oh, it's not a pity to die!" Yang Ruonan looked at his godfather in surprise, and then nodded hatefully, she knew about the Sa Ding Sect and had been by her godfather's side.