Chapter Eighty-Eight: Jade Like a Drop

"Your Excellency...... Please Wei ...... Uncle Shi gave advice!" The girl won sixteen wins in a row, she was arrogant, she saw a young son, pinching the silver hairpin, approaching, her steps were steady, and her face was sinking like water, but this is the legend for a long time, Wei Chuan, the head of the Huashan Sword Sect who has never been masked, did not expect him to be so young, and his heart couldn't help but pound, and he was noncommittal for a while, so he gave a salute first, and finally called him "Uncle Shi". Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Please!" Wei Chuan said lightly and lifted the silver hairpin slightly.

The girl took a step back, and then stabbed out with a sword, only to see the tip of the silver hairpin in Wei Chuan's hand slightly upturned, and at this time, the middle-aged man on the seat of the Yanshan faction, pressing the chair arm with both hands, raised his body slightly, and a look of surprise and anger was written on his face. The girl on the field, as if she had encountered a fierce blow, staggered back five steps, stabilized her heel, and then raised her long sword upside down, clenched her fists, "Thank you Uncle Wei for your advice," and bowed her head and retreated.

"Cheng Ying! I have already warned you, against the Huashan Sword Sect, you can't take the middle lane with the sword. ”

"Senior brother, we are not opponents. The girl who won sixteen games in a row, but was defeated by Wei Chuan's move, named Cheng Ying, a member of the Yanshan faction, saw that the senior brother scolded her, coldly shook off a sentence and walked to the back.

The senior brother gritted his teeth angrily, "It's really a big girl!" said and left his seat, reached out with his left hand, took a wooden sword on the sword platform in his hand, and walked quickly to Wei Chuan, who was standing solemnly in the field.

When everyone saw that as soon as Wei Chuan came on the field, he didn't make a single move and a half, as if he had cast some kind of magic spell, making the disciples of the Yanshan faction admit defeat, and they were very confused in their hearts. So he concentrated his anger and wanted to see how the Yanshan faction "took revenge".

"Cheng Kun, the senior disciple of the Yanshan faction. Come and ask Uncle Wei for advice, please give advice!" Cheng Kun gave a salute. Then the left arm is raised, the right hand is holding the sword, and it is placed on the palm of the left hand, which is the etiquette posture of the Yanshan faction in the martial arts competition, while Wei Chuan is the left hand is behind the back, and the side of the right hand is slightly raised. Cheng Kun saw it in his eyes, was angry in his heart, and said in a reluctant voice: "Please!"

Saying a push wrist, the wooden sword swept out from left to right, and walked on the three ways of killing.

Wei Chuan "Drunk Eight Immortals", his body was slightly tilted to the right, and his abdomen was straight, which was enough to avoid the other party's throat sealing sword. Then the silver hairpin in his right hand poked out, as if inviting wine, and went to the middle of the opponent's chest.

Cheng Kun had already been tricked and was taken aback. However, the competition was staggering, and the point was so far, Wei Chuan's move. has hit his vital point, and then he will block and defuse it. But it has fallen into passivity, and the Huashan Sword Sect is known for its light and agile sword. is good at pursuit, one move was pressed, and he suffered disaster step by step, so he had to sigh, lift the wooden sword upside down, and salute Wei Chuan: "Thank you Uncle for your advice!"

Cheng Kun returned to his position, sat down, and heard someone behind his head whispering: "Men are useless!"

"You!" Cheng Kun hurriedly turned around and glared at Cheng Ying, who was indifferent, his chest was full of anger, but he was speechless.

Yuan Lin Hui muttered to himself: "What Uncle Wei uses is the kung fu of the Sword Sect, the swordsmanship is exquisite, and he is good at dismantling and solving moves, only the kung fu of Wudao Mountain can fight against it." ”

Yuan Linyu listened, "hummed", flew out of his seat, and took the wooden sword in his hand.

"Xiaoyu!" Yuan Linhui hurriedly exclaimed, seeing that Yuan Linyu had fallen in front of Wei Chuan, he was so angry that he smashed the chair wall with one palm.

Mo Zihan smiled leisurely: "Don't worry, at most, if you are defeated, you won't be able to hurt your life." ”

Hearing this, Yuan Lin Hui slowly turned his head over, "The surname is Mo, I haven't seen you for a few days, and you have also changed your virtue." ”

When Mo Zihan heard this, he was shocked and suspicious, and frowned: "How do you know that my surname is Mo?"

Yuan Linhui sneered, "The officials are really virtuous, coy, surnamed Mo, you have to pretend to be confused anymore, we still have an account to settle clearly." ”

Mo Zihan was confused, and said strangely: "Hey, dare to ask what this girl is called, what kind of account do you want to settle with Mo, do you owe you money, or owe you favors." ”

Yuan Lin Hui looked at the ring and ignored it.

Mo Zihan couldn't leave any doubts in his heart, but he couldn't help her, so he had to nod again and again, "Okay, this account really has to be settled!"

After Yuan Linyu settled, he said confidently: "Return my hairpin!"

"Once you come to power, you must keep the sword in your hand, otherwise you will admit defeat, Wei is coming for the position of the leader of the alliance, so I can't pay you back for the time being. ”

"There are a lot of wooden swords over there, why don't you use them, but you have to pull out my hairpin. ”

Wei Chuan sighed thoughtfully, "This silver hairpin belongs to Lord Lingtang, right?"

Yuan Linyu hesitated when he heard this, and snorted, "What's the matter." ”

"Flowing water is fleeting, and the peach blossom smile on the human face is obsessed. ”

Yuan Linyu was slightly startled, "How do you know this poem." ”

Wei Chuan smiled slightly, "This is not a poetry couplet...... This hairpin was given to Lord Lingtang by Wei when he congratulated him, and there should be a silver finger. ”

"Hmph, nonsense, you didn't send it, look at the trick. Yuan Lin Yujiao snorted, picked up the sword, and actually attacked it.

"Xiaoyu!" Yuan Lin Hui bounced up from the chair and scolded, angry, his nose twitched, and there was an uproar all around.

Mo Zihan was very strange in his heart, seeing the cold and arrogant Yuan Linhui, his face was angry, but he was secretly proud, and said leisurely: "It's really a fuss, it's just a matter of martial arts, Wei ...... As an elder, the head of the family knows how to measure. ”

"You know what a fart!" the female disciple behind Yuan Lin Hui scolded coldly.

When Mo Zihan heard this, he didn't feel good in his heart, and said angrily: "I really don't know how to fart, can this girl explain." ”

The female disciple only glanced at him and looked towards the stage.

Wei Chuan Dapeng spread his wings and hurriedly jumped back, always separated from Yuan Linyu, but Yuan Linyu chased after him, very squeamish, "Always run away like this, what kind of ability, don't retreat." ”

"Yuan Linyu, do you know what you're doing?" Wei Chuan scolded coldly.

"I don't care, I just want to get the hairpin back and return my hairpin. ”

Wei Chuan heard the noisy voices on the sidelines, and there were many discussions, and his heart was tight, "This hairpin should have been returned to Wei, but Lord Lingtang missed the appointment first, and Wei took it away at this time, it is not an exaggeration, why are you so ignorant, do you want to die again?"

Yuan Linyu heard Wei Chuan's words, and recalled that when his mother was dying, he asked his sister to return the hairpin to the Huashan Sword Sect, but his father did not allow it, and he was suspicious at this time, but "die again", which made her stunned, and immediately froze, "How do you know that I died once, only my father knows about this matter, and he does not allow me to tell others...... Yikes...... It's so stupid, I leaked my mouth again......"

Wei Chuan didn't say a word, immediately held the hairpin, leaned forward, and then bowed to Yuan Lin Yu, "Miss Yuan, concede!"

The four gradually subsided, and Yuan Linhui shouted angrily: "Xiaoyu, get back." ”

Yuan Linyu stomped his feet: "You steal my hairpin first, and then attack me...... Hmph......"

Yuan Lin Hui saw that his sister threw the wooden sword towards the sword platform, and walked over angrily, and really wanted to go up and slap her, "Close to each other, it's a battle of life and death, have you forgotten your father...... If it weren't for Uncle Wei protecting you, you would still be alive. ”

Yuan Linyu turned around and said angrily: "I'm just angry, he took the hairpin that his mother gave me...... And...... And he also said that the hairpin was his, and he wanted to take it back. As he spoke, tears fell: "That was given to me by my mother, I don't want him to take it!"

When Yuan Lin Hui heard this, his expression suddenly fell, and he slowly returned to his seat, "It should be like this." ”

"The heroes are sent by Huashan Sword, please go to Dongxi, I don't know if you are coming with the head of Wei or the head of Liu!" At this time, a group of swordsmen who were soaked and embarrassed came to the entrance of the ring, and were stopped by the guards.

"I'll wait...... Be...... It's the Huashan Sword Sect...... It came with the head of Wei. ”

The guard immediately beckoned a person, "Lead the way for the hero, the head of the Huashan Sword Sect is under the seat of the head of the Wei family." ”

Mo Zihan saw from a distance that it was those swordsmen who were pretending to be the Huashan Sword Sect, and he couldn't help laughing.

Yuan Linyu caught a glimpse of the group of swordsmen, like chickens in soup, and said disdainfully: "What's so funny, it's not shameful enough." ”

Mo Zihan said with a smile: "I don't know if the little girl peed her pants when she came." ”

"Shut up, you're out of luck, pee your pants, who spoke to you?"

"Hua Leshan, a disciple of the Fire Spirit House of the Broken Water Hall, was ordered by Zhan Tang to go to the Qi Heavenly Pavilion, came to learn Uncle Wei's high moves, and asked Uncle Wei to give advice!"

Suddenly there was a buzz and a discussion.

The two fat men who injured the three musketeers of the Huashan faction trembled with laughter: "This Luanjiang Eight Great Sects is really evil, changing the hall master is like stealing people and raising Han, and the gods don't know it, one day our brothers will also go to Broken Water Mountain for a trip, and simply be the hall master for a few days." ”

"Wonderful...... I saw that the kid surnamed Zhan was not a good bird. ”

The first fat man laughed and said, "Zhao Mu is actually not a good bird. ”

"Hahaha, it is estimated that there are no good birds in the Broken Water Hall, when the flag of righteousness was hung high, heroes and heroes, they flocked to it, and they became famous all over the world, it's a pity, it's a pity. ”

The first fat man smiled: "It's a pity, let's go to the Broken Water Hall to regain our strength another day......"

The two picked up the tea bowl and smiled, Wei Xiao'an, who was sitting next to him, "snapped" and slapped it on the case, which frightened the two of them, their hands trembled, the tea was almost spilled, and they smiled softly: "This little lady is angry, we have to take it easy." With that, the two of them smiled wickedly and nodded again and again. (To be continued.) )