When Leng Yiyi thought of this question, she suddenly became calm, and she was very suspicious of the authenticity of the old monk just now. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Suddenly, she thought of something: "Master's martial arts are already difficult to have opponents in the world, even the old monk under the mountain is not as good as him, besides, Sister Wan'er, Senior Brother Nangong, and Third Brother Mu's martial arts are not trivial, the most important thing is that Fei Fei is resourceful, if drugs can't charm them, how can anyone in this world trap them, and capture them, even if it is thousands of troops, it is impossible to trap him, wasn't it the same in Xiangyang back then?"

Leng Yiyi thought about it, and thought of Nangong Shaoyou, thinking that day in Xiangyang, he hid in a Mongolian tent, watching him with his hair scattered, holding three feet of cold ice.

Walking around at will, facing this wolf-like Mongolian Tartar, he squinted haughtily, completely ignoring them, and the blood stained his beloved robe, but it did not stop him from killing the enemy.

His face was full of fortitude, so resolute that it was frightening, without the slightest emotion, but this ruthlessness was only for the enemy, and he did this for the sake of two unarmed ordinary people, to avenge them, and would rather his own life than cherish it.

Leng Yiyi regretted it all the time, regretting that she was a little timid when she saw Nangong Shaoyou for some reason that day, she was not afraid of Nangong Shaoyou's ruthless face, but was completely conquered by him, and had the shyness of a girl.

Leng Yiyi is cold, arrogant, and doesn't take all the men in the world in her eyes, but that time she completely conquered Nangong Shaoyou, she was as docile as a little sheep, and she remembered this senior brother day and night in her heart.

She regrets it all the time, that is, she regrets that she didn't go out with Nangong Shaoyou to kill the enemy at that time, if the two took care of each other on the battlefield, it is estimated that they would have already formed a relationship, this is the scene she often fantasizes about in her heart, and she fantasizes that she can go back to that time, jump out by herself, and fight side by side with Nangong Shaoyou.

After returning to Xiangyang, they raised the wine jar together and raised their necks to drink, which was the scene she dreamed of.

"No! Thousands of troops and horses can't hurt him in the slightest, how can hundreds of people on Shaomu Mountain hurt him, not to mention that there is a master by his side!"

Leng Yiyi suddenly determined her thoughts, she wanted to go down the mountain to question the old monk, she wanted to tell the old monk that her senior brother was a hero and would never be trapped, she wanted to tell the old monk that she knew her senior brother best, and she didn't need to go to Shaolin Temple to find out.

Leng Yiyi thought of this, she was in a very happy mood, she felt that she knew Nangong Shaoyou best, in fact, she shouldn't have listened to the old monk's nonsense at all.

Under the blowing of the night breeze, she felt even more that her thoughts, yes, she strode down the mountain, listening to the chirping of insects, and her mood was suddenly very happy, because she thought of Nangong Shaoyou, thought of her understanding of Nangong Shaoyou, and saw his arrogant smile in her mind, that look of not being afraid of heaven and earth, stretched out her big hand, touched her head indiscriminately, and said loudly with a little alcohol: "It's still my good junior sister who knows me best." ”

"Of course! No one in the world knows you better than me! You still don't drink too much wine! This makes people feel heartache to watch!" Leng Yiyi couldn't help but say.

"Oh yes, since you told me not to drink it, I won't drink it for the rest of my life. ”

"That's fine, just drink less. ”

Leng Yiyi said tenderly, and suddenly felt stunned: "This voice is obviously not from Senior Brother, who is it?"

"Okay, okay, okay, then I'll be less and more. The voice was full of teasing.

Leng Yiyi didn't speak, her body shook, and the Qingyu sword came out of its sheath, and three swords stabbed out in the direction of speaking in an instant.

Leng Yiyi's shots have always been lightning fast, without the slightest warning, she doesn't like to talk, she is direct, she will fight if she wants to fight, she will kill if she wants to kill, and she will never hesitate.

But she is chivalrous and never kills innocents indiscriminately without asking for a reason, but she is thinking about Nangong Shaoyou in her heart, but she is impersonated, no matter whether that person is intentional or unintentional, anyway, who dares to offend Nangong Shaoyou is even more unforgivable than offending her.

She was jealous and hateful, and when she heard the tone of the person just now, she was even more disgusted, so she slashed out three swords without warning.

I only heard "bang, bang, bang!" three times, and the man also returned the sword three times.

Leng Yiyi was shocked in her heart, she couldn't imagine that there were still people in the world who could resist her deadly three swords, and she was also surprised that her three swords had lost their law.

What she makes is the "Xiaomeng Swordsmanship", taken from the allusion of "Zhuang Zhou Mengdie", which is the swordsmanship created by Song Zixiu's childhood sweetheart Lover Fluttershy, and it is also the culmination of his life's work.

Leng Yiyi had three swords just now, even if the enemy could dodge it, but no matter what, it didn't hand over to his own sword.

This connected three times, on the one hand, it showed that the other party's swordsmanship was superb, and on the other hand, he was a little anxious, but when he thought of his mental disorder, it was for Nangong Shaoyou, and his heart was calm.

Leng Yiyi looked at it, this person was in his thirties, he was very chic, and he was holding a long sword with a cold light in his hand, which was obviously a rare thing in the world, otherwise he would not have fought with his own Qingyu Sword three times, and it was not damaged at all.

"Xiaosheng is polite, I am Yan Linfeng, the young master of Fenglei Island in the East China Sea, dare to ask the girl's name?"

It turned out that he was Yan Linfeng, the young island master of Wind Thunder Island, and he listened to the words of the Netherworld Sect Master, and he was anxious to catch up with Shaomu Mountain, wanting to pursue Leng Yiyi.

In fact, with his light skills, he can't catch up, don't say that Leng Yiyi walked a little way ahead of him, even if the two started side by side, at most it would be a tie.

The world is such a coincidence, Leng Yiyi suddenly figured it out halfway, if she still walked into Shaolin in anger and met Master Wen in Shaolin, then the truth will be revealed, even if she didn't meet Master Wen, she couldn't hurt Master Xiang with her martial arts.

Master Xiang is merciful, and he will not hurt her, as long as she is subdued, this dispute will naturally come to light, and Nangong Shaoyou is at the bottom of the mountain, it is also an extremely simple matter to confirm.

It's a pity that Leng Yiyi quickly exposed the lies of the Netherworld Sect Master, and had to go down the mountain to question, so he met Yan Linfeng, who was ambitious by the wolf.

Leng Yiyi saw that although he was rude, now he had become very polite, and he was also afraid of his martial arts, so he returned the courtesy: "I am the second disciple of Song Zixiu Daxia of Xiaoyao Palace, surnamed Leng, as for the name, it is inconvenient for you and me to tell each other if you and I are different from men and women in this barren mountain." ”