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"Didn't Song Daxia win?" asked the handsome young man with an eyebrow. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Hey! I haven't compared at all, who wins and who loses, and how can I say for sure?!" the big man shook his head and picked up the big bowl with a disapproving face.

"This strong man, is it possible, this person is even smarter than Wudang Song Yuanqiao?" The dark-eyed brocade-clothed old man stroked his black and white beard, and asked with his eyebrows, speaking without hurry, and with a calm and unhurried calmness.

His indifferent gaze swept lightly, and everyone in the hall felt that the skin on their faces was slightly numb, as if they had been pricked by needles.

The big man didn't seem to be aware of it, shook his head and sighed: "Hey, according to a certain family, that's exactly the case! Otherwise, why would the people of the Six Great Sects sell him Xiao Nanqiu's face?"

Xiao ...... South...... Autumn, good, good!" the old man in brocade nodded, looked at the thick felt curtain hanging at the door, and slowly stroked his beard, thoughtfully.

There was silence in the hall, and the whirring sound of the stove corresponded to the cold wind outside, which was loud when it was strong and weak when it was small.

"That'...... What happened in the end?" asked the handsome young man, who raised his head and played with the jade pendant around his waist.

"Finally?" the bearded man swallowed the chewed beef, took a sip of wine, and laughed: "It's not that it's too hard, no one can afford to mess with it!"

"That's right...... I have also heard that the second disciple of the Shuiyun Sect is as cold as ice, but he is ruthless, and he has the nickname of 'Spicy Hand Fairy'!"

The speaker was a middle-aged man, with a slightly round face, neither fat nor thin, not good-looking, with a long sword hanging from his waist, looking amiable and ordinary.

"Hey, the 'Spicy Hand Fairy' is worthy of its name, but I have seen it with my own eyes!" the big man smiled, with an indescribable pride in his expression.

"'Spicy Hand Fairy' is called Li Ruoyun, right?" A crisp voice suddenly sounded in the hall, and people couldn't help but look at it in surprise.

A girl in red was slowly taking off the hat on her head and putting it on the table, with a beautiful appearance, round apricot eyes, a straight nose, and delicate red lips slightly upturned, even if she was tightly closed, she seemed to be smiling.

The bearded man glanced at the delicate hat, and knew that she must have come from Jiangnan, Jiangnan and Dengzhou are very far away, and then looked at the woman sitting next to her, and hurriedly took her gaze back.

"This big brother, her name is Li Ruoyun, right?" Seeing that he didn't answer, the girl just swept her eyes around, so she glared at him and asked again.

Dahan nodded hurriedly: "Hey, what the girl said is good, the 'Spicy Hand Fairy' is none other than Li Ruoyun, the second disciple of the Shuiyun Sect." ”

"Aunt Qing, look, it's her!" the girl in red shook the arm of the woman beside her and laughed coquettishly.

Although the woman was called Aunt Qing, she was not very old, like a person in her twenties, dressed in a light cyan Luo shirt, with an elegant appearance, sitting there quietly, revealing a dignified and quiet temperament of everyone's ladies.

She nodded slightly and said softly, "Got it." ”

The girl turned her head, pursed her red lips, and asked the big man in a coquettish voice, "Then you have seen Li Ruoyun, she must have been born very beautiful-?"

"Hehe, I've seen it," the big man put down the big bowl, scratched his head, showed a bit of honesty, and said with a smile: "Ying ...... It must be beautiful. ”

"What do you mean by that, what do you mean?!" the girl asked, her eyes wide open, and she asked in a coquettish voice.

"Hehe, don't hide it from the girl, although I have seen the spicy hand fairy in the next place, but she is wearing a scarf on her face, and she can't see it clearly!" The big man scratched his head again and smiled bitterly.

"Oh, that's how it is......" The girl's round eyes suddenly turned into a crescent moon, and she nodded with a smile, her expression changed very quickly, and she turned her face like turning a book, and it was nothing more than that.

"Then who has seen this hot hand fairy?" The girl let go of the big man and turned to look at the people in the hall, her eyes full of urgency.

The crowd around the fire and in the corner of the hall shook their heads.

A young swordsman said: "Although I haven't seen it, I heard a friend say that this spicy hand fairy is indeed beautiful, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a shy flower in the closed moon and a sinking fish and geese." ”

The young swordsman was slender and had long hands, perfect for holding a sword, and although he was not handsome, he was imposing between his eyebrows.

"Is it really that beautiful?!" the girl pursed her lips and glared at him.

"Hehe......" The young swordsman laughed, looked at the people around him, and had no choice but to bite the bullet and nodded: "It is said, it is said that so,...... Of course, there are also false rumors. ”

"Qing'er, okay, don't mess around anymore!" The dignified and elegant woman suddenly spoke, softly, her voice was soft and gentle, and it was extremely comfortable to listen to.

The girl glanced at the young swordsman fiercely, and with resentment on her beautiful face, she turned around helplessly, and said in a coquettish voice: "Aunt Qing, let's go to the Shuiyun Sect to have a look?"

Aunt Qing glanced at her and said lightly, "Go back earlier, your father will be worried at home." ”

"Hmph, will he worry about others?!" The girl Qing'er pursed the corners of her mouth, her red lips pursed again, and she snorted in a coquettish voice: "...... He can't even do all those big things!"

"Qing'er-!" Aunt Qing was coquettish, and her face was solemn.

"Okay, okay...... Qing'er surrendered immediately, her face was full of helplessness, she stomped on her little boots, and snorted: "Listen to Aunt Qing!"

As the two spoke, the people around them held their breath and listened quietly.

"Girl...... If the girl wants to go to the Shuiyun Sect, I'm afraid she will be disappointed. The young swordsman plucked up his courage and spoke.

Qing'er was in good spirits, sat up straight, and asked with a smile, "Why?...... Could it be that the Water Cloud Sect is so small that it doesn't live up to its name?"

"The Shuiyun Sect is not prosperous," the young swordsman nodded slightly, and then said with a smile: "The Shuiyun Sect has been in a state of closure in recent years, and it doesn't like to be disturbed by others, so it is rash to visit, but it is going to run into a wall. ”

"Oh......" Qing'er blinked, then her round and bright apricot eyes turned a few more times, aimed at Aunt Qing, and said with a smile: "Aunt Qing, let's try it, okay?"

Aunt Qing glanced up at her, then picked up the teacup, took a sip elegantly, and remained silent.

Qing'er couldn't help but be deflated, she pouted her red lips helplessly, began to be angry, and snorted dissatisfiedly: "What kind of tea is this, it's like a weed leaf, you can't drink it at all!"

Aunt Qing's fingers were slender and white, she brought the tea cup to her lips, took a sip without hurry, put it down gently, glanced at her, and looked faint: "I've been playing for too long this time, let's go back early." ”

"Okay, okay!" Qing'er agreed impatiently, her delicate red lips were so delicate that she could hang an oil bottle, which made everyone in the hall unbearable.

"Hey, everyone mentions the spicy hand fairy, talks more about the beauty of her appearance, and rarely talks about the horror of her martial arts, it's really ......" The big man with a full face and beard drank a big bowl of wine, put it down heavily, shook his head and sighed, the voice was extremely loud, buzzing in the hall, and the empty wine urn was even more empty.

Everyone was shocked, but they didn't expect that this rude man who was good at talking was actually a martial arts master, and he really didn't look like it.

The old man in brocade opened his eyes slightly, glanced at the big man, and then lowered the curtain again.

"This big brother, is the martial arts of the Spicy Hand Fairy very powerful?" the girl asked with great curiosity and busyness.

"Hehe, this time, I've seen it with my own eyes!" Dahan nodded vigorously, his eyes lit up, and his expression was bright, as if he had changed someone.

"Shopkeeper, give this big brother another altar of good bamboo leaves!" The girl Qing'er also followed with her eyes shining, greeted eagerly, and hurriedly said: "Talk about it, talk about it quickly." ”

"Come---" A shopkeeper walked around a few tables lightly and quickly, ran over, held a jar of wine, put it in front of the big man, unsealed the mud neatly with his hands and feet, and gently retreated: "Guest officer, you use it slowly." ”

The aroma of wine overflows, filling the entire hall, even if you don't drink, there are people who want to take a big sip.

"Hehe, you're welcome!" The big man looked grinning, lifted the wine jar with his left hand, poured a big bowl, smiled hey, and drank it gurgling.

The whole bowl of wine was drunk by him, and he put down the big bowl heavily, his face did not change, wiped the corners of his mouth, laughed, and showed a hearty expression.

"This big brother is really massive!" the girl Qing'er said with a sweet mouth and a coquettish voice.

"Good wine, thank you girl!" The big man grinned twice, and said quite knowingly: "The martial arts of this spicy hand fairy, but I have seen it with my own eyes, more than a dozen masters, swords together, but they can't resist her move,...... It's terrible, it's terrible!"

"More than a dozen masters?" Qing'er's eyes widened, blinked twice, and hurriedly tilted her head and asked, "Then how high are their martial arts?"

The big man scratched his head: "Hey, it's a lot taller than a certain family!

Qing'er glanced at the big man and nodded, this person's internal skills are profound, he is a master, if he is a little higher than him, he can indeed be called a real master.

The bearded man suddenly looked dark, shook his head and sighed: "A character like the Spicy Hand Fairy is young, but he has such incredible martial arts,...... Alas, it's no wonder that the world is so angry that "Water Cloud True Solution"!"

Everyone nodded, for people in the martial arts, what is more tempting than the top martial arts secrets?!

The young swordsman sat opposite him, and he also spoke loudly: "Not to mention the spicy hand fairy, it is her junior sister Liu Qingquan, who is about the same age as this girl, but her martial arts are amazing, so many masters at the foot of the purple mountain, in front of her, there is no power to fight back!"

"I've heard about it. The big man nodded, and poured himself a bowl of bamboo leaf green, the wine was mellow, listening to the clear sound of the wine in the bowl, others were very greedy.

"Although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, I guess what I said is true. The young swordsman looked calm and said slowly.

"Liu Qingquan?" The girl's eyes lit up, her cheeks flushed slightly with excitement, and she hurriedly asked, "Senior sister of the Spicy Hand Fairy?"

Aunt Qing's eyebrows were like Yuandai, soft and moving, she frowned slightly at this time, and said softly: "Qing'er!"

"Aunt Qing, let's go to the Shuiyun Sect to have a look, okay?!" Qing'er stretched out her little hand, grabbed Aunt Qing's sleeve, and shook and pleaded.

"Let's talk about it. Aunt Qing's expression was still faint, unrelenting, and others felt that they couldn't look past it, and they couldn't wait to force her to agree.

"Qing-Aunt-......" Qing'er still shook her sleeves, holding on to it and not letting go, using her coquettish and obsessive kung fu.

Her slender figure was dignified and delicate, condensed but not moving, and the other hand picked up the tea cup, and the lid of the cup was lifted by the hand pulling the sleeve, and she took a sip gently, elegant and dignified, which made people unable to give birth to blasphemous thoughts.

Although Luo Sleeve was dragged and shaken by Qing'er, it did not affect her demeanor at all, and the jade hand that uncovered the lamp was smooth as usual.

"Qing-aunt-, good Aunt Qing, you love Qing'er the most, just this time, let's go and see, okay?!" Qing'er made a pitiful look, softly spoken, and pleaded.

Her voice was soft and delicate, and everyone listened to it with a heartbeat, and they couldn't wait to agree immediately.

Aunt Qing slowly put down the teacup, glanced at her, and said lightly: "Sit down, don't make people laugh!"

"Yes!" Qing'er immediately let go of her sleeves and smiled flatteringly: "Aunt Qing, then you agreed, right?"

"Hmm,...... It's good to check it out. Aunt Qing's eyes were shining, and she glanced at her.

"Hehe, I know that Aunt Qing loves me the most!" Qing'er suddenly smiled.

Everyone in the hall smiled and felt warm.

Aunt Qing's eyes suddenly glanced at the entrance of the hall, and the old man in brocade who was sitting with the curtain down also opened his eyes and looked at the entrance of the hall.

At the same time, a clear voice came: "Shopkeeper, is there anyone?"

The voice was peaceful, not slow, and slowly reached everyone's ears, they didn't notice the difference, but a few martial arts people in the hall were shocked, master!

The shopkeeper is a middle-aged man with a round face, a fat figure, looking amiable, he sat in front of the counter with his hands, and listened to the talk of everyone in the hall with a smile.

"Come--!" When he heard that a guest had come to the door, he hurriedly responded in a loud voice, trotted, lifted the felt curtain, ran out, and went out to greet him personally.

The thick felt curtain moved again, and when two people came in, everyone felt that the hall suddenly lit up, as if the two were bathed in clear light.

The two of them, a man and a woman, are both dressed in snow-white mink furs, graceful and luxurious.

The man's appearance was ordinary and inconspicuous, but the woman was beautiful, cold and mysterious, like a goddess carved from white jade.

(To be continued)