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"Taber, who sent it?" Song Qingya hurriedly got up, greeted Taber, flicked her silk sleeves, wrapped her plain hands, and then took the invitation. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Under the bright moonlight, the paper shimmered with gold, as if sprinkled with a layer of gold dust.

She didn't rush to open it, first flipped the glittering invitation note, and felt that there was nothing unusual, then flipped the note so that it turned its back to herself, slowly opened it, and after two breaths, she turned around and watched the contents.

The senile Taber stroked his goatee and smiled slightly, his wrinkled face as if it had turned into a flower.

Although he did not know what the girl was doing, he also knew that she was very cautious, not as frizzy as other young people, and there was nothing wrong with being careful.

Song Qingya swept her eyes and shook her head: "Well, it's a person named Fan Cunyi, who seems to be the young hall master of Perak Hall, who invited us to eat together,...... Hehe, that's ridiculous!"

With that, she gently handed the invitation to Zhang Yijun, who stood up.

"Thunderbolt...... Thunderbolt ...... Hall...... , it seems to be the number one gang in Chengdu. Zhang Yijun frowned slightly, said slowly, stretched out his silk sleeves, wrapped his hand, and took the invitation to watch.

"yes, I remember...... It is said that this Fan Xisheng is a very powerful person, why did his son invite us for no reason?!" Song Qingya lowered her head lightly, frowned slightly, and muttered to herself in the moonlight.

At this time, Taber, who was smiling and watching them on the side, coughed lightly, put away his smile, and sank his face: "Miss, that Fan Xisheng is fine, but his son, you must not go to see him, he is lustful and famous, relying on the majesty of Perak Hall, I don't know how many good family women he has robbed!"

"Lustful?" Song Qingya raised her head, her forehead was as smooth as jade, and she frowned and said, "...... We're covering our faces!"

Zhang Yijun flicked the invitation note lightly, let it fall in the bamboo forest next to him with the wind, clapped his hands, and smiled: "Just ignore him!"

"Yes, such a womanizer, it's disgusting to see it!" Song Qingya nodded in agreement.

xxxxxxxxxxxxxx second, they went to the pearl workshop in the city, which is a street that specializes in selling women's ornaments, here, pearl tortoiseshell, shell beads can be seen everywhere, concentric knots, entangled gold, phoenix hairpins, silver hairpins, various styles, everything, is the most favorite street for women in the boudoir.

In this street, except for the shopkeepers, almost all of the people who come to buy things are women, and most of them are young girls.

The whole neighborhood seems to be shrouded in a faint rouge fragrance, and in the eyes of the man, there is a charming atmosphere.

Song Qingya and Zhang Yijun got up early, they rarely went down the mountain, and when they first arrived here, although the bed was comfortable, they didn't sleep very well.

After getting up, I practiced for a while, had breakfast, and then went out of Wenfu, inquired with Aunt Tai about the road, and went straight to the pearl workshop.

At first glance, they were dazzled by so many beautiful gadgets, and they didn't know which one to choose, so they looked at this and that, and they wanted to buy them all.

After shopping on this street, the two of them were empty-handed, and they were really dazzled, and they didn't know which one to buy, so they had to start picking again.

"Senior sister, let's buy more and give them to the sisters. ”

"That's what I mean!"

Before leaving, Wen Yubing distributed some silver taels to the two of them, Song Qingya got eight taels of silver, and Zhang Yijun was ten taels, which was already a huge amount of money at that time.

These knick-knacks were very cheap, except for those of gold and silver, or inlaid with pearls or agate, or with jade, which were sold to noble ladies.

The two were elated, picked one, and bargained with the boss.

The two women are dressed in moon-white Luo shirts, with snow-white veils, and their temperament is not stained with dust, like fairies flying from the sky.

They bargained with others, and suddenly they were in the world, which was amazing, and with their delicate and gentle voices, and the eloquence they gave, the bosses often raised their hands and surrendered.

Just when the interest was high, I suddenly felt that there was something strange around me, and I couldn't help but put down the bead flowers that I was looking at and looked around.

There seemed to be a flood beast on the street, and the girls who were originally warblers and swallows became discolored, lifted the corners of their skirts, trotted, and left quickly, like birds and beasts scattered, and the whole pearl workshop suddenly became chaotic.

"Uncle, what's going on?" Song Qingya turned around and asked the shopkeeper who was shaking his head and sighing, he was a middle-aged man, short and fat figure, and he looked very kind.

"Alas, I'm afraid that the young hall master of the Thunderbolt Hall is here!" the middle-aged man smiled bitterly.

Song Qingya and Zhang Yijun knew what was going on, it seems that this Fan Cunyi's lustful name is already known to everyone, and it can make women flee when they hear the news, which shows that it is hateful!

"Senior sister, let's go too, don't make trouble!" Zhang Yijun pulled Song Qingya, who was pursing her lips under the white veil, put down the bead flower, and wanted to pull him away.

Although Song Qingya was extremely angry, her surname was already chivalrous, otherwise, she would not have known that she was invincible, and she also rescued the disciples of the Emei faction, and suffered a fatal palm wound, if it weren't for Xiao Yue's birth, she would have been reincarnated and reincarnated.

"Go back to Master Yuming, let him get rid of this evil!" Song Qingya stomped on her lotus feet hatefully, and left helplessly with her senior sister.

The Shuiyun Sect was originally an insignificant small sect, and it couldn't compete with the Thunderbolt Hall at all, but now they are bold and heroic, because of the existence of the master, the martial arts of the master and the uncles have also advanced by leaps and bounds, and they can even be compared with the Wudang Five Heroes.

It's just that the martial arts of myself and my senior sister, and the master and uncle, they are far away, I am afraid that they can't fight the Thunderbolt Hall, these people play the game of officers and soldiers to catch thieves, and they also have a faint understanding of the strategy.

They are dressed in moon-white shirts, with snow-white veils, graceful postures, and graceful manners, like standing among the women among the chickens, as if they are out of the ordinary.

The two of them followed the women, moving their lotus feet leisurely, as if they were leaving slowly.

"Ahh

"The two girls of the Shuiyun Sect!" suddenly came from the front of him.

Song Qingya and Zhang Yijun also wanted to change direction, but when this soft shout came out, they couldn't leave pretending not to know.

The two women exchanged glances, signaled to be careful, and stood still as the women hurried by.

"I don't know who knows about my Shuiyun Sect?" Zhang Yijun replied slowly, his voice was gentle and soft, lingering, suppressing the chaotic voice, which sounded in the ears of everyone in the Pearl Workshop.

Her skills are not pure enough, if she is replaced by her teacher Li Ruoyun, others will not be able to hear her voice, and it will only reach the ears of the other party.

The three figures approached slowly, extremely conspicuous in the crowd, they were men, standing in the crowd of women, they could be recognized at a glance.

"Fan Cunyi in the Lower Perak Hall, it's polite!" The man in the middle of the three of them clasped his fists and saluted, with a smile on his face, and at first glance, he didn't feel how vicious.

One strong and one thin on both sides of him, the strong man carried a knife at his waist, his bald hair was shining, shining in the sun, his muscles were bulging, and the thin man was slender and carrying a long sword, slightly gloomy.

The two women hugged their fists and saluted back, but they just looked carefully, knew themselves and each other, and were invincible, they could see the characteristics of the martial arts of the two, and secretly thought to themselves in their hearts, looking at these two, they were not easy to deal with.

Seeing that the two women just looked at the two bodyguards beside them, but they didn't look at themselves, Fan Cunyi was used to being domineering, and couldn't help but be angry, but he saw them like immortals, but he endured it, and said with a smile: "The two fairies have just come to Chengdu City, please let me do my best with the friendship of the landlord, and set up a banquet in the champion building to wash the dust for the two fairies!"

Song Qingya snorted secretly, Zhang Yijun immediately rushed in front of her, and said gently: "Don't dare to bother Fan Gongzi, we are not related to each other, too much, the little girl will leave first!"

After that, he took Song Qingya's hand and was about to turn around and leave.

She knew that Song Qingya couldn't rub sand in her eyes, and if she wanted her to speak, she would definitely be sarcastic, those two people were not mediocre, and in other people's territory, it was better to avoid them first.

"Stop!" A thunderous roar, the bald man stretched out his hand and pointed at the backs of the two, and shouted angrily: "My son-in-law invited you to the banquet, that is to look down on you, don't know how to lift!"

Zhang Yijun tightly grabbed Song Qingya, who was about to break away, and pulled her forward, as if she had not heard of it.

"Hehe, could it be that the people of the Shuiyun Sect are so cowardly and cowardly?" another voice sounded, yin and yang, and the irony was extremely strong.

Zhang Yijun is also a girl after all, although she is calm, but she is so damaging her teacher's reputation in front of her, how can she bear it any longer, she suddenly stopped and slowly turned around.

"You guys are pressing like this, don't you think that my Shuiyun Sect can't be bullied?!" Zhang Yijun slowly pulled out the long sword hanging from his waist, and the cold sword light swept over the masked white veil, and the light shot out of his wonderful eyes was as cold as ice.

She changed her gentle demeanor just now, but she was quite similar to her teacher Li Ruoyun.

The three people on the opposite side touched her gaze, and for some reason, a chill rose in their backs, giving birth to a premonition of danger.

Although separated by more than ten steps, the middle-aged man surnamed Li couldn't help but draw the long sword he was carrying, and held the hilt of the sword tightly, as if facing a great enemy.

Fan Cunyi, who was silently guarded in the middle, suddenly arched his hand and said with a smile: "Hehe...... , the two fairies misunderstood! I apologized for the two uncles in the next room, there are a lot of adults, and the two fairies should not be taken to heart!"

Song Qingya pursed her lips: "Hmph, after singing with a red face and then with a white face, the good or bad are all yours...... Stop playing, get out of here, so as not to upset the girl!"

Fan Cunyi, who was originally smiling, couldn't help but froze, his eyes widened, and his anger was faint, but he was silent, just waved his hand lightly.

For women, he just blindly possesses, but he doesn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, and he is impatient to be too troublesome.

Although Song Qingya and Zhang Yijun are beautiful, they have always been covered with white veils, and others can't see them.

"Toast and don't drink, look at the knife!" The bald man rushed over with a knife, and his momentum was majestic, like a big stone rolling down on a mountain.

"Senior sister, I'm coming!" Song Qingya had long been eager to try, this time the other party moved first, and she was in the middle of it, and she was busy before her senior sister.

Zhang Yijun did not dissuade her, she knew that when it came to the depth of her skills, Song Qingya was better than herself, and she was almost killed by a very vicious palm wound that time, but she was blessed by misfortune and was saved by the master, and her skills were greatly improved.

"Go!" Song Qingya snorted, and the long sword came out of its sheath, like a white rainbow passing through the sky, and then turned into a little cold light, stabbing straight at the rushing big man.

"When!" The tip of the sword stabbed into the blade, and the long knife with cold light couldn't help swinging, he didn't care, and the vinegar-like fist hit Song Qingyaxiang's shoulder.

Song Qingya borrowed the power of the sword to intersect, and retreated, dodging the fist of the whirring, knowing that her skill was not stronger than herself.

Although the bald man's horizontal kung fu was extremely high, he felt extremely uncomfortable with the force of the knife, as if a wave of numbness had reached and could not be stopped.

Fan Cunyi's eyes widened on the side, and he looked at Song Qingya in a daze, just now between advancing and retreating, Song Qingya was quiet and elegant, floating like a fairy, which made him even more fascinated and intoxicated.

"Little Niangpi, good kung fu!" The bald man's blood surged, and he was full of anger, and he stepped forward again and raised his knife, slashing Huashan with one sword, which made Fan Cunyi's heart startled, for fear that he would really be hit.

"Hmph, idiot!" Song Qingya screamed angrily, and the lotus step was like a dream, and suddenly appeared behind him, and the sword light flashed, piercing his shoulder joint.

This sword is as fast as lightning, it is the result of her life's work, and it cannot be dodged at all.

"Ahh

Fan Cunyi, who was watching the battle, and the middle-aged swordsman were also surprised, they really didn't expect this sword to be able to pierce it, you need to know that his kung fu realm is extremely high, and ordinary masters, the long sword can't pierce it at all.

"With the kung fu of this three-legged cat, you dare to come to our Shuiyun Sect for trouble!" Song Qingya pursed her lips disdainfully, took out a Luo Pa from her sleeve, wiped the blood on the tip of the sword, and threw it to the ground casually, the long sword was sheathed, and she turned around and curled back to Zhang Yijun, looking like she still didn't know martial arts.

Although I couldn't see her expression, the disdain in her words was very heavy.

"Senior sister, let's go!" Song Qingya glanced at them, Yingying's eyes were full of disdain, which made Fan Cunyi grit his teeth and want to step forward in person.

The middle-aged swordsman pulled Fan Cunyi, gave him a step down, and said in a low voice: "Young master, let's admit it, forget it!"

Fan Cunyi saw his eyes, nodded, hugged his fists at the two women, and then turned around and left without saying a word.

The bald man also covered his shoulders and followed behind, and the three of them soon disappeared into the crowd around them, like lost dogs.

Jiao's voice suddenly sounded, and there were some sporadic slaps, obviously seeing them deflated, they were very happy, people praised Song Qingya for being powerful, those two bodyguards who were fighting for the tiger were very powerful characters.

(To be continued)