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At noon, the pouring rain fell very suddenly, just now it was still sunny, and in the blink of an eye, dark clouds surged, covering the sky, and the rain poured down. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

This made Liu Feiyun, who had just come down the mountain and was full of ambition in his heart, very angry, only to feel that it was unfavorable for the teacher to go out and everything was not going well.

Liu Feiyun is the most outstanding disciple of the Chongliu faction, with a weak crown, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a nose like a hanging gall, a Confucian shirt and a long sword, standing in the crowd, like a jade tree in the wind, indescribably graceful, it is actually the prince charming of the girl in the boudoir.

This time he went down the mountain, it was the first time he was ordered to go down the mountain, since he was seven years old, until now, he has been practicing martial arts in the Chongliu faction, and he has worked hard for the blockbuster of the Chongliu faction.

The founding patriarch of the Chongliu School was originally a scholar in the Northern Song Dynasty, so the disciples of the descendants all wore Confucian shirts to commemorate it.

This patriarch was also a hard-working man, and when he went to Beijing to take the exam, he returned to his hometown to learn that the village had been plundered by Xiangma, and his wife and son were killed.

When this happened, his heart changed greatly, and he made up his mind to abandon literature and martial arts, and kill all the horses in the world with his hand.

It's just that he has passed the age of martial arts, and no one is willing to accept him as an apprentice, and there is no way to enter.

The power of hatred is endless, not only did he change his course, but his idea of practicing martial arts became more prosperous, and he apprenticed everywhere, which can be regarded as a famous martial arts.

His persistence finally moved a recluse and gave him a secret book of martial arts, called Chongliu Sword Technique, which can be broken into a sword and decide life and death.

It's just that although the secret is good, he doesn't know martial arts, starting from scratch, practicing to a small success, it has taken more than ten years of hard work, but unfortunately he has not yet ascended to the hall of willow swordsmanship.

But it was more than enough to deal with a group of ringing horses, and after he stabbed the enemy, he hid in the mountains, studied swordsmanship, immersed himself in it, and could not extricate himself, and in his later years, he founded the Chongliu faction.

His original intention was revenge, and he didn't want to make a name for himself, so the Chongliu faction has always been very low-key, accepting very few apprentices, choosing apprentices very strictly, and paying attention to the surname.

But below a few generations, it is inevitable that there will be ambitious people who are unwilling to be subdued, and this is the case with Song Muhan, the head of this generation.

Song Muhan knew that his qualifications were insufficient, and it was difficult to reach the realm of transformation by practicing the heavy willow swordsmanship, so he painstakingly cultivated his descendant disciples, making them abandon mundane affairs, drive away distracting thoughts, and devote themselves to swordsmanship.

Liu Feiyun's qualifications are excellent, living up to expectations, and finally reaching the point where the blue is better than the blue, far better than his teacher, Song Muhan was greatly relieved, so he made him go out of the mountain, make a name for himself, and shake the prestige of the Liu faction.

It happened that the old man Fang of Jinning City had his fiftieth birthday, and Song Muhan ordered him to go to congratulate him on his birthday, but Liu Feiyun had not fulfilled his customs since he was a child, so he asked his senior sister to join him.

His senior sister Song Yuezhu is Song Muhan's pearl, with slender eyebrows, phoenix eyes and cherry lips, beautiful appearance, and intelligence, taking care of Liu Feiyun since childhood, the two can be described as childhood sweethearts.

At this time, the two of them were sitting in front of the fire, quietly listening to the people around them.

This is a deserted temple, no one to clean up, but it happened to be not far from the side of the road, and the people who were rushing to the road encountered a downpour, and they were quite panicked, so they flocked to this ruined temple.

People cleaned up slightly, chopped up the withered offering table, used it as firewood, and lit a fire to expel the moisture in the temple and warm their bodies.

This group of traffickers and pawns, martial arts hawkers, to name a few, was very chaotic, Liu Feiyun and Song Yuezhu stood in it, like a golden boy and a girl, dazzling, and were allowed to roast by the fire.

Outside, the pouring rain was still falling, as if the sky had been pierced, dark clouds shrouded it, and the sky was like evening.

Under the faint firelight, Song Yuezhu's beautiful face was calm, the red Luo shirt on her body had been dried out, and her delicate body was warm.

Although she is the same age as Liu Feiyun, at first glance, she looks much more mature, as if a big sister has a handsome younger brother.

Song Yuezhu's qualifications are also excellent, but the Chongliu swordsmanship is not suitable for women to practice, she has little momentum to practice, helping her father take care of the Chongliu faction, saying that she is often mundane, and she handles it in an orderly manner, without any mess, and is really a rare virtuous helper.

Song Muhan was even more overjoyed, his daughter and his disciple were perfectly combined, one article and one martial arts, complementing each other, and the Chongliu faction was in their hands, and it would definitely be carried forward!

"Senior sister......" Liu Feiyun suddenly tugged at Song Yuezhu's sleeves.

"Huh?" Song Yuezhu, who was sitting with her arms crossed, moved her eyes from the fire to him, and her bright eyes revealed a look of inquiry.

"Someone is here again. Liu Feiyun bowed his head to the temple gate, his eyes were like electricity, he swept around coldly, his eyes were not good, and he was very dissatisfied with them secretly looking at his senior sister.

Song Yuezhu's skills were far less profound than his, the dense raindrops hit the roof and tree branches, and the people around him were talking, so he couldn't hear the movement outside at all.

The people around talked about things, and their senior sisters and brothers listened to them with relish, telling some stories about the old man Fang, the birthday star of Jinning City.

This old man Fang, with the Fang family's knife technique in one hand, combines rigidity and softness, crisscrossing Sichuan and Shu, and is very powerful, but the Fang family has a family rule, and the knife technique is passed on to the son but not to the daughter.

Old man Fang has great children and grandchildren, not only has two sons, Keshao Qiqiu, but also has a pearl in the palm Fang Bilin.

The two sons, both martial arts and good character, are quite green and blue, and better than the blue, so he doesn't have to worry about it, only this daughter is really his heart.

Because she is a middle-aged woman, she regards this Fang Bilin as a treasure, but the family rules cannot be violated, so she sent Fang Bilin to Emei and worshiped the extermination master Tai as a teacher, and became a lay disciple of the Emei faction.

The Emei faction is the first major faction in Sichuan and Shu, although it is low-key in peace, and when there is nothing to do, it practices in the mountains, but its power is enough to make Wulin Xiaoxiao frightened.

Old man Fang is bold and righteous, and with the Emei faction as the pillar, he acts more uprightly and has won a great reputation.

At this time, on the occasion of Old Man Fang's fiftieth birthday, there was an endless stream of martial arts people who came to congratulate him, and the small Jinning City suddenly became a little crowded.

At this time, the people around him were talking about Old Man Fang's fiftieth birthday, as well as some of his heroic deeds, and they were amazed by him.

Liu Feiyun was excited when he heard this, but he didn't expect that the person he was about to meet was such a respected senior.

His skill is quite high, although there is a buzzing around him, and the rain is pouring outside, he still hears the sound of horses' hooves in the rain, which is more dull than usual, but it is not chaotic at all.

Liu Feiyun couldn't help but be curious, when encountering such a heavy rain, most of the people riding horses were anxious to avoid the rain, and they still rode unhurriedly, which was too abnormal.

He listened with all his might, and concluded in his heart that it was indeed five horses trotting lightly in the rain.

It was so abnormal and very funny, he couldn't help but tell his senior sister, attached to her ear, and said softly, causing a hot gaze around him.

Song Yuezhu sat bent over in front of the fire, quiet and beautiful, dignified as a holy goddess, suddenly being so close to a man, as a member of the man, how could she not be jealous!

Song Yuezhu nodded lightly, indicating that she understood, and she was also curious in her heart, and looked at the temple gate with her eyes, wanting to see what came in.

Seeing her eyes, the people around couldn't help but look over, and the voice of the voice gradually became weaker, and the temple was much quieter.

The sound of horses' hooves stepping in the mud sounded, from small to large, from far to near, to the temple gate.

"A few junior sisters, let's go here and avoid it......" The clear and gentle voice came into everyone's ears, clear and full.

This voice is unhurried, melodious, and very similar to the rhythm of the sound of a horse's hooves, and it is clear that this person has an excellent temper and does not lose his temper often.

"Obey the order of the senior brother, giggle ......" The crisp laughter like a silver bell suddenly sounded, and everyone in the temple could no longer hear the sound of rain in their ears, only feeling an ethereal joy in their hearts, as if they were infected by laughter.

"Clear Spring!" A cold woman's voice immediately sounded, like a cold cold spring, but it was also extremely pleasant.

"Hee-hee...... "Listening to the cheerful laughter in their ears again, there seemed to be a picture in front of them, a delicate woman sticking out her tongue and secretly grimacing.

"Senior brother, what about the horses?" another woman's voice came in, charming to the bone, and when she heard it, her heart rippled and she couldn't help herself.

"Hmm...... Let's build a stable!" a clear, languid voice sounded.

"Yes!" several women's voices rang out at the same time.

The temple was quiet, everyone didn't speak, they listened, and they secretly guessed how many people came outside.

The sound of "bang" came and went, and the ground shook, like an earthquake, so that everyone in the temple couldn't help but be startled and stood up one after another.

With a "squeak", a thin middle-aged man stepped forward, couldn't help the curiosity in his heart, and opened the temple door.

A gust of wind poured in, the firelight swayed, and the dense raindrops crackled and rushed in, striking the man's head and face.

He hurriedly jumped backwards, his movements were light, he jumped out of the rain, wiped the water from his face, and looked out of the temple, but there was no human figure.

Another gust of wind rushed in, almost blowing out the fire, and most of the people's clothes were not yet dry, and the wind blew it cold, and they couldn't help but shout to close the door.

When the man saw the anger of the people, he laughed bitterly, closed the door in the rain, and threw himself around the fire, where he roasted his drenched clothes.

"Li Erxia, who is outside?" someone asked, thinking he had seen the situation outside.

"I don't know, I didn't see anyone. The thin Li Erxia shook his head, he had a melon seed face, a pointed chin, and a bit of a woman.

"Isn't there anyone outside?" exclaimed, looking at the dim sky, but fortunately it wasn't night.

"It's not at the door, I didn't have time to look!" Li Erxia shook his head and smiled, causing the man to blush and burn for a while.

Everyone stopped thinking of going out to have a look, and waited intently, wanting to see what kind of character it was, and there must be some beautiful women in it.

After the tea, the door was pushed open again with a "squeak".

Everyone looked at each other and was disappointed, but it was a man in a green shirt, with an ordinary appearance, not very eye-catching.

The man in the green shirt stood at the door with his hands in his hands, turning his head and sweeping over everyone, his eyes were warm and soft, making it difficult for people to hate them.

Song Yuezhu's heart moved, her heart was as careful as a hair, and she had already realized that the man's green shirt was unstained without water stains, as if it had not been caught by the rain, such a pouring rain, even if she was wearing the best clothes, she couldn't get rid of it.

"I'm bothered!" The man in the green shirt hugged his fist slightly to everyone, and his movements were chic, it was Xiao Yuesheng who had returned from the west.

"Hehe, this rain is so heavy!" a delicate and pleasant voice came from behind him, and then a girl in a moon-white Luo shirt came out.

Everyone only felt that their eyes lit up, as if the sun broke through the clouds and shot into the temple.

The girl in front of her seems to be shrouded in a soft light, which makes people look at it directly, and under a glimpse, her eyes are like a spring, which is intoxicating.

Liu Feiyun only felt that his head was blank, thoughtless, and his eyes could only stare at this beautiful girl in a daze, and only her crisp voice was in her ears.

"It's raining so hard. Everyone's eyes brightened again, and three beautiful women in moon-white Luo shirts stepped into the temple.

For a while, everyone was dumbfounded, only to feel that the light in front of them was bright, and the whole deserted temple was soft and bright, like a fairyland.

For everyone's stunned appearance, Xiao Yuesheng and his party were no longer surprised, and along the way, they had seen too much and became numb.

"Sisters, please sit here. Song Yuezhu suddenly got up, her beautiful face showed a smile, and she stretched out her hand to ask.

She had already found that none of these people were stained with water, not to mention the beauty of their appearances, which had never been seen before, which was enough to describe the country and the city, and not only did she not feel jealousy, but she poured out of closeness.

"Senior brother, shall we go sit over there?" Lin Xiaoqing curled into the door, turned around and closed the temple door, and pulled Xiao Yuesheng's sleeve.

Xiao Yuesheng nodded and walked to the fire, and the people around the fire involuntarily gave up their places so that they could sit down.

When they walked, the lotus steps moved lightly, graceful and elegant, graceful and graceful, the temple was silent and speechless, only the sound of wind and rain outside the temple.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled at Song Yuezhu, nodded, sat down opposite her, and stretched out his hand to roast the fire.

Yang Yuqi's expression was calm, and she didn't look at others, Yu held a moon-white package in her hand, and gently took out two light purple embroidered carpets from her bag and spread one to him.

Li Ruoyun's four daughters sat on the carpet on both sides of him, stood up together, sat upright, elegant and dignified.

The temple is still silent, only the sound of wind and rain makes the temple even quieter.

Their eyes were all focused on the four women, forced by their appearance, although it was difficult to look directly, they peeked from time to time, and their minds were inseparable.

Xiao Yuesheng sat in the center of them, his eyes were warm, he crossed the fire, and faintly enveloped Song Yuezhu, interested in it, this is another unusual woman.

Liu Feiyun saw the gaze of the senior sister on the other side, and his gaze immediately returned to clarity, and he couldn't help but be angry in his heart, and glared back fiercely.

(To be continued)