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"Senior sister, we have to leave quickly!"

The two of them performed light skills, like fish swimming in the water, swaying in the crowd for three or two times, and then they got out of the encirclement of people, Zhang Yijun's jade face under the white veil was slightly deep, and his tone was calm. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Yes, that guy must not be able to swallow this breath, and he will definitely look for trouble again!" Song Qingya nodded and snorted lightly, with contempt and disdain.

The light skills performed by the two are quite mysterious, people often do not notice the difference, at first glance, it is no different from ordinary people, curling and graceful, but in fact it is like shrinking into inches, although the skill is insufficient, but one step out, enough to have more than ten steps away from ordinary people.

They didn't care about shopping anymore, but used their light skills to rush to Wenfu.

"Let's go buy some rice first!" Zhang Yijun suddenly said halfway through.

Song Qingya was slightly stunned, then understood what her senior sister meant, and hurriedly nodded in agreement, so the people in Chengdu City were able to see an impressive scene, two masked women who were like willows, one copied a bag of rice, walked leisurely, and in a blink of an eye, it had disappeared, and I couldn't help but wonder if it was my own dazzle and hallucination.

The second daughter performed light skills, carried the rice, and soon returned to the Wen Mansion, handed the rice to Aunt Taibotai, and told them not to go out from today onwards, because Perak Hall might be looking for trouble.

In the back garden of Wenfu, Aunt Tai Bo Tai grows vegetables by herself, which has always been warm as spring, and the vegetables have been growing, and they are very vigorous, so you don't have to go out to buy and eat.

Hearing that they had offended Perak Hall, the old couple was shocked and very worried, the majesty of Perak Hall, they lived in Chengdu City, and they knew a little bit about it.

After they returned to Wenfu, they did not leave in a hurry, but took off the snow-white veil, took out some porcelain bottles from the baggage, and put some pastes in them, matched them in pairs and lightly wiped them on their faces, and they turned into two ordinary girls with slightly dark faces, which was difficult to attract attention.

The clothes were also changed to coarse cloth short clothes, and they looked like they were from a poor family, holding a sword, and they should be low-level disciples in the small sect.

After cleaning up, the two led their horses out of the Wen Mansion and walked out of the city, unhurried, leisurely, and enjoying the surrounding scenery.

Out of the city gate, the two women mounted their horses, knocked on their horses, and trotted with their hooves, without the slightest sign of eagerness.

Song Qingya was dressed in cyan coarse cloth clothes, wearing an indescribable awkwardness on her body, riding on a horse, twisting her delicate body, and waving the long sword in her hand hatefully: "Senior sister, when you go back this time, you must invite the master to come out and cure this thunderbolt hall well!"

"Yes, bullying men and women is really hateful!"

Zhang Yijun was dressed in a light gray suit, a little more rustic than Song Qingya, his slightly dark complexion covered his delicate facial features, and then shook his head: "However, there is nothing evil in this Thunderbolt Hall, so the Emei faction didn't move them." ”

"Hmph! Great evil, isn't it a great evil if you don't kill someone?" Song Qingya was indignant, gently tapping the horse's pedal, her delicate body undulated, extremely coordinated and beautiful, she pursed her lips: "Those innocent women were snatched back by him, isn't it a great evil?!"

"Yes, this is really hateful, this time, if our martial arts are a little worse, I am afraid that it will be difficult to escape the poison, just think about it!" Zhang Yijun nodded and agreed with his senior sister's idea.

She couldn't help but think that it was no wonder that Master and Uncle liked to stay in the mountains and not go out, although the outside world was very fun, it was also very dangerous, it was really not as quiet and comfortable as the Water Cloud Sect!

The sun in the sky became more and more intense, and the road began to become hot and dry, because they were wearing jade pendants, bursts of coolness came from their hearts, surging all over their bodies, extremely cool.

"Okay, Qingya, we have to speed up, hurry back, Thunderbolt Hall is not so simple, maybe, they can catch up with us!"

Song Qingya didn't care, and chuckled: "Senior sister is too worried, who can recognize our appearance except for the people of our Shuiyun Sect?"

Despite this, she still knocked on the pedals as she said, and asked the horse to speed up its pace and gallop along the official road.

Gradually moving away from Chengdu City, the two people who galloped on horseback gradually put their minds at ease, it seems that they are too worried, so a little thing, it should not provoke them to make a big move, and the master's teachings do not seem to be a hundred spirits.

When the two began to talk and laugh, they had already come to a mountain road, with cliffs on one side and dense forests and mountains on the other.

"Yu-" The two suddenly pulled the reins, and the steed man under his crotch stood up and hissed for a long time.

The two women stood firmly on the back of their horses, holding their long swords, staring ahead, their smiles and heavy expressions.

Not far in front of them, in the narrow part of the mountain road, there was a row of people, the leader of the group, a folding fan swaying gently, pretending to be elegant, with a smiling smile, it was Fan Cunyi, the young hall master of Perak Hall.

Behind him, more than a dozen people stood quietly, as quiet as a mountain, and their eyes shot coldly at Song Qingya and Zhang Yijun who were sitting on the horse, with murderous intent.

"Two fairies, I've been waiting for a long time!" Fan Cunyi folded his fan, clenched his fists, and said with a smile.

It's just that his temperament is too vulgar, holding a fan, and his polite fist hugging is really a bit nondescript.

Song Qingya and Zhang Yijun glanced at each other, a little puzzled, his disguise technique was not so easy to find flaws, how could he know?

How did he know his journey, it seems that this Thunderbolt Hall is really worthy of being a snake on the ground, and there are some ways to do it!

"Who are you, do we know each other?!" Song Qingya's voice was rough, sounding hoarse and ugly, which made Fan Cunyi in front of him frown.

"The people of the Shuiyun Sect are really cowardly and incompetent, they will only hide their heads and show their tails, and they dare not see people!" The middle-aged man with the sword beside Fan Cunyi sneered.

Hearing this, Song Qingya was young and vigorous, and she couldn't bear it anymore, and snorted: "So many people bullied two weak women, and they still have the face to speak, and they are ashamed to death!"

For this person, these words were tantamount to scratching his boots, he pretended not to hear it, and said with a smile: "Two girls, how good it is to go back with our young master honestly, why bother to humiliate yourself?!"

"Senior sister, let's abandon the horse and run up the mountain!" Zhang Yijun turned his head and said softly to Song Qingya.

She saw the people in front of her, her temples bulging, her eyes were shining, like cold electricity, it seemed that she was no worse than those two bodyguards, and it was difficult for the two of them to deal with so many people, and the only way was to escape.

For them, this is already a familiar master, the whole Purple Mountain is their amusement park, and its mountain is far from being comparable to ordinary mountains.

Song Qingya was so angry in her heart that she wanted to stab him in the mouth with a sword, saving him from saying bad things about the Shuiyun Sect all the time.

But I didn't lose my sanity in my heart, I knew that they waited for work with ease, attacked more and attacked less, and they and their senior sisters suffered too much, so they went for the best plan!

"Senior sister, let's go!" she thought of it, holding a sword in one hand and gently supporting the horse's back with the other, and her delicate body floated up and rushed diagonally towards the dense forest.

Zhang Yijun reacted extremely quickly, followed closely behind her, jumped off the horse's back, and rushed towards the dense forest.

Fan Cunyi, who was a few feet away, was still waiting for the two women to rush over, and then they were beaten more and less by themselves, but they didn't expect that they would flee without a fight.

It is a dense pine forest with a few other tree species, and there are almost no roads.

Although the skills of the two girls are not strong, the light skills are advancing by leaps and bounds, and they did not fall in the forest, but walked on the treetops.

The branches of the pine tree were hard, much stronger than the waters of the cold lake, and the two of them swept swiftly towards the mountain, clinging to the treetops.

There are not many people in the Thunderbolt Hall, but the man surnamed Li who bears the sword is among them, and he also follows them, running on the treetops, followed by four.

Their light skills are not so subtle, and they can only rely on their profound skills to jump from tree to tree, which seems extremely clumsy, but the speed is not much slower.

Nearly a hundred zhang passed, the two women suddenly stopped, standing firmly on the branches, standing in the wind, if they were wearing the original body, they must be fluttering like feathers, like Lingbo fairy.

Seeing that only three people chased after them, and the rest were so backward that they couldn't see their shadows, they would not blindly escape, and it was the best way to take the opportunity to destroy the enemy's living force.

Seeing the person in front of him stop, the middle-aged man surnamed Li who was carrying the sword was overjoyed, his skills were encouraged, and he strengthened again, and every time he stepped down, the branches he stepped on would break, not only because the force was too great, but also because of the marks left on the people behind.

"The two girls are so light, Li admires, don't escape in vain, you can't escape!" After a few ups and downs, he jumped not far from the two women, followed by two thin sword-wielding men, with black and thin faces, very inconspicuous.

"Hmph, the tiger is not powerful, you still think it is a sick cat, I spared you just now, I don't know what to do!" Song Qingya did not show weakness, the long sword was slowly pulled out, and under the sun, the sword light was like cold lightning, revealing the coldness of the forest.

Time is limited, if it is delayed, the people behind may catch up, their minds are turning, after saying that, no more words, lotus feet, the treetops trembled gently, and the person has fluttered towards the middle-aged man surnamed Li.

The middle-aged man saw her so eager, attacking himself from the air, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, stretched out his hand back, the long sword was unsheathed, and his body jumped up, and the sword light was like electricity, piercing Song Qingya in the air.

Being in the air is a taboo in the martial arts, but as soon as you leave the ground and get into the air, you almost become a target.

Song Qingya faced the stabbing long sword, she was not in a hurry, her jade wrist flipped over, and the tip of the sword suddenly changed direction, extremely fast, stabbing the tip of the opponent's sword, her delicate body borrowed strength, flew up again, and jumped into the air, like a long eagle hitting water.

The middle-aged man somewhat understood that his companion practiced kung fu all over his body, but why he couldn't resist a sword, it turned out that the internal force contained in the sword was too strange, and half of his body was numb, but fortunately, his skills were good and he recovered quickly.

"Be careful!" Zhang Yijun suddenly exclaimed, his body flashed, and he rushed straight forward, angry and anxious in his heart.

The two people who were originally standing on the sidelines watching the battle suddenly took advantage of Song Qingya's body in the air and suddenly attacked her with the original middle-aged man.

At this time, how can their light skills be clumsy, their body is light and fast, and they are not even inferior to Song Qingya and Zhang Yijun, but they have been secretly clumsy, pretending to be pigs and eating tigers!

"Duh!" Song Qingya in the air spit out a breath of turbidity, and with a clear sound, the jade wrist suddenly strengthened, transporting all the internal force of the whole body, and the sword light flashed, like a pear blossom appeared, the silver light was brilliant, dazzling in the sun.

"Ding Ding Ding" three gold and iron strikes, Song Qingya blocked their tricky and strange sword moves, but she had already tried her best, and she felt like a thief going to the empty building, and her body involuntarily sank and fell.

There was a crackling sound, the branches of the tree fell, and she had fallen under the tree, and although she was standing, her body was quite embarrassed, her clothes were disheveled, and her face was bloodstained.

Zhang Yijun hurriedly jumped in front of her, protected her behind her, stared at the three people with smiling faces, and turned his head slightly: "Senior sister, it doesn't matter, right?!"

Song Qingya was depressed, reached out and wiped the blood on her face, snorted, and gritted her teeth: "It doesn't matter!

The woman's appearance is the most important, her face was cut by a branch, and she didn't know if she would leave a scar in the future, she was aggrieved and angry.

"Senior sister, I'm going to kill!"

"Kill!" Zhang Yijun replied coldly, his eyes revealed a cold chill, for the three people in front of him, he was very murderous in his heart, and he didn't want to keep his hands anymore, otherwise, I was afraid that it would be planted in their hands, but I didn't expect these people to be so cunning!

"Look!" Song Qingya's figure flashed suddenly, and she rushed out from behind Zhang Yijun, hitting the middle-aged man who was a foot away, and the sword light was like electricity, and it was instantaneous.

In the few breaths just now, the churning blood and qi quickly calmed down in the clear stream from the jade pendant, the internal power was running, and the qi was regenerated.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, his body retreated quickly, and the thin men on both sides swung out their long swords, meeting Song Qingya's acupoint and forcing her to change her moves.

Zhang Yijun's figure flickered, and the latter came first, rushing out from behind Song Qingya, and the two sword flowers covered the person on the right, forcing him to withdraw his sword.

The five of them quickly became a ball, and the sword light was shining, and it was difficult to distinguish between them.

The swordsmanship of the Shuiyun Sect was originally ordinary, but Li Ruoyun and the others were taught by Xiao Yuesheng in a strange way, and they were reborn and went straight to the sky.

Ordinary disciples don't have such an opportunity, the exquisite swordsmanship takes a long time and energy to learn, Song Qingya and Li Ruoyun and they practice the mysteriousness of the mental method, so the light skill is extremely fast, and the method of harnessing is also very strange, but the subtlety of the sword move can not be improved in a short time.

Their opponents are all rare swordsmanship masters, and they are the guest kings in the Perak Hall, with a transcendent status, because of Fan Cunyi's bitter pleading, they took advantage of Fan Xisheng's absence to go out in person.

"Ahh

Song Qingya's long sword slammed into the ground, and the blood on the sword dripped into the soil.

Crumbling on the ground, she clenched her teeth, her face was as pale as paper, her wheezing was heavy, her forehead was dripping with sweat, and she saw that the oil had run out.

The sword just now had gathered all her strength, and she performed a killing move that the master had given her when she was leaving, and the power was really huge, even if she was not proficient, she still stabbed the opponent who had been pressing her to death.

It's just a sword of such power, and the skill required is also considerable, the internal force is completely exhausted, every inch of muscle in her body seems to be trembling, and she can feel the approach of death.

Trying to open her eyes to see her senior sister, she was still struggling to support herself in the siege of the two, but her posture was still demure, her face was cold and expressionless, as if she had the upper hand.

Song Qingya's heart was full of regret and chagrin, it was because she was too careless and underestimated Perak Hall, so that the trick of these three people succeeded, dragging herself and affecting her senior sister.

Looking at the group of people who were gradually approaching, she knew that the possibility of her and her senior sister escaping was getting smaller and smaller!

The chest continued to exude bursts of coolness, soothing the trembling of the muscles, and gradually increasing a little strength, and the fragrant sweat on the body seemed to disappear quickly.

The crowd was getting closer and closer, Fan Cunyi's squinting gaze shot straight at him, Song Qingya smiled coldly, the long sword in her right hand was on the ground, her left hand slowly stretched out to her chest, she took out the crystal clear jade pendant from her arms, bit her chapped cherry lips, and pinched it hard.

A green light suddenly lit up in her hand, and then it went straight into the sky, like the sun in the sky, bursting out with dazzling green light, making people unable to open their eyes.

The three people who were doing it only felt that there was a green in front of them, and the rest could not be seen, so they hurriedly stopped, flew back, and Zhang Yijun came to her side, his face was free, and his breath was extremely heavy.

Song Qingya's surname is strong and likes to gamble, which is influenced by his teacher Yang Yuqi, and Zhang Yijun is influenced by his teacher Li Ruoyun.

In the dazzling green light, everyone only felt that their bodies were stagnant, as if the air around them was sucked away, and they couldn't continue to breathe, and a huge fear suddenly surged in, and involuntary fear came from the depths of their hearts, which could not be resisted.

Fortunately, this strong feeling only lasted a few breaths, and then dissipated, and everyone was busy breathing hard, never knowing that it was a great happiness to be able to breathe.

"Uncle Master!" Song Qingya's surprised voice sounded, causing everyone on the opposite side to look up.

Next to the two weak and slender girls, a young man appeared at this time, with two black and shiny mustaches, revealing a bit of mature temperament.

He is of medium stature, about the same height as them, and his appearance is extremely ordinary, which is difficult to attract attention in the crowd, which makes Fan Cunyi have a rare sense of confidence, compared to this person, he is also handsome!

Xiao Yuesheng slept until he woke up naturally, and in the middle of the morning, he finished breakfast and was strolling alone by the lake, and several junior sisters and maids were learning the study of manners in the Shuiyun Sect.

While strolling, all of a sudden, there was a faint strangeness in my heart, and a scene suddenly appeared in my mind, a pine forest, the sword light flickered, and someone was fighting.

His figure flashed suddenly, disappeared by the lake, and instantly moved to the place where the jade pendant was shattered, which happened to be next to Song Qingya.

"Qingya, Yijun, what's going on?" Xiao Yuesheng was dressed in a green shirt, calmly and chicly, his face was calm, his warm gaze swept over the faces of the two, and his big hand naturally pressed to the waistcoats of the two.

The two women only felt a warm big hand against their skin, and then a mighty power poured into their delicate body, and their internal strength was suddenly exhausted, and their spirits were greatly lifted.

They felt better than ever, full of energy, the world in their eyes was fresh and bright, their internal strength was mighty, and they felt that a sword could pierce the sky.

(To be continued)