Nangong Shaoyou couldn't help but secretly snicker, this Mrs. Ling is really a pioneer, compared with her brother Cheng Ruoguang's steady and wise, it is not like being born to the same father, but in comparison, he still likes to get along with this Cheng Ruofei. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

As soon as Cheng Ruofei went on the deck, he didn't look around, he directly lifted the anchor on the bow and smashed it on the deck, Nangong Shaoyou smiled slightly, she was so thin and strong, and the anchor of a few hundred catties was also lifted for her.

"Bang!", a big hole was smashed out of the deck, and she said loudly: "The evil ghost on the ship, come out quickly and receive a sword from your aunt!"

After saying that, he pulled the anchor up, raised it high above his head, and was about to smash it down, Nangong Shaoyou hurriedly went over and caught the anchor that she had smashed, and said with a smile: "Do you want to sink the ship?"

"Shen is sinking, what are you afraid of? It's a big deal that your aunt and grandmother will swim back with you!" Cheng Ruofei vented, his face flushed.

Nangong Shaoyou said with a smile: "Then you smash it, auntie, anyway, you have the ability to go through the world, turn over the river and the sea, you can also swim back with all the forty-six girls on your back, I really want to swim with the big girl on my back, I can swim with the big girl on my back, I can have very poor water quality, self-protection is acceptable, and it is absolutely impossible to save people!"

"Phew!" Cheng Ruofei thought about it and felt that it made sense, "Okay, since the eldest nephew is pleading, I won't smash it." ”

Nangong Shaoyou sighed deeply: "Then thank you aunt, I was originally the same generation as your daughter." ”

"Phew, don't call me so old!" Cheng Ruofei laughed, and instantly felt that it was inappropriate, no matter how the person in front of him said that he was also his daughter's master.

While the two were teasing, more than a dozen men ran out of the cabin shouting, and as soon as Cheng Ruofei saw this group of people, he was not less offended by these people's words, and his anger surged, and he didn't make a sound, "Brush, brush, brush!" Three swords stabbed at the three men who rushed in front.

The three men caught her off guard, and Cheng Ruofei's "Soul Chasing Sword Technique" was also good, and the success of the move continued, forcing the three men back five or six steps in a row, and their bodies had already hit the cabin.

The three men came back to their senses for a while, and hurriedly drew their swords to greet each other, as soon as the sword shot, it was an attack, and the direction was extremely ingenious, and the three swords were welcomed, and Cheng Ruofei only had the ability to parry and had no power to fight back.

The rest of the dozen or so men surrounded the four of them in the middle, giggling on the side, pointing at Cheng Ruofei, naturally not her swordsmanship routines, but commenting on her appearance and figure, and her words were very vulgar, and they turned a deaf ear to Nangong Shaoyou on the side.

Cheng Ruofei listened to those indifferent words, and was even more angry, he no longer dodged, attacked three times in a row, and wanted to die together, the three men had the upper hand, naturally they didn't want to hurt this flower-like young woman, and they pretended to panic and screamed on the side of their mouths, "Oops, oops!", and when they flashed left and right, they reached out and wanted to touch Cheng Ruofei.

I didn't touch it, and the onlookers laughed and coaxed even more, Cheng Ruofei was almost dizzy, and his swordsmanship was even more messy, and he scolded Nangong Shaoyou in his heart for not coming to help, and suddenly a thin voice flowed into his ears: "Go to the dry position, Zhong Kui ambushes the ghost, turns out of position, seizes the soul and chases the soul, retreats from the shock position, and sweeps away the ghosts!"

Chen Ruofei didn't have time to think about it, according to the sound instructions, three positions in a row, three swords in a row, "Zhong Kui Fu Ghost", "Soul Chasing", "Sweeping Ghosts", after the three swords were finished, a sword flower was danced, and the sword retreated, and the three men stood in place, their eyes wide open, and their expressions were very frightened, as if they had seen the most bizarre and incredible thing.

"Drip-drip-drip!" blood fell from the throats of the three people at the same time, and suddenly fell, and the dozen or so onlookers immediately made a mess, Cheng Ruofei himself was also stunned, obviously he was at a disadvantage, who knew that once the voice was taught, it only took three moves to end the lives of three strong players, which was really incredible.

Who else could there be on this boat that could teach her, besides Nangong Shaoyou, she glanced at Nangong Shaoyou stupidly, only to see that he was raising his right hand, his neck was raised, and he was making a drinking posture, very proud.

Cheng Ruofei looked at this person's expression and was both puzzled and admired: "This person is addicted to alcohol, and his words and deeds are debauched, but his martial arts and knowledge are so high, I just hope that Meixue can learn his skills and not learn his life." ”

Cheng Ruofei grew up with his brother Cheng Ruoguang since he was a child, Cheng Ruoguang is a gentleman who is not smiling and has good words and deeds, and later married Ling Chaozong, which is also average, she has always admired these two people, although it is very pleasant to ridicule Nangong Shaoyou, but when he thinks of serious things, he will measure it with the standard he likes, compared to being upright and steady, Nangong Shaoyou is naturally very different from these two people.

Nangong Shaoyou saw that her great enemy was still standing in place stupidly, and secretly wondered why Cheng Ruoguang was so shrewd and had such a rough sister.

Seeing that the dozen or so men were all around, he hurriedly stopped in front of Cheng Rufei: "Mrs. Ling, borrow your long sword." ”

Without waiting for her to agree, he stretched out his hand and took the long sword, Cheng Ruofei saw his hand stretched out, and subconsciously grabbed the long sword, but he didn't know what kind of technique he used, and the long sword was in his hand.

"Mrs. Ling, just now it's not that your Ling family's swordsmanship is not as good as their Baihong swordsmanship, but their swordsmanship is weird, and it is very practical, they use the assassin's special swordsmanship handed down by Nie Jing Nie Zheng of the Warring States Period, just to kill, so there is only an attack and no defense, the task is completed after the assassin kills, and his life is no longer important, Baihong swordsmanship has a total of one hundred and twelve moves, and it also has to cooperate with the Nie family's internal skills, they just learned ten tricks, using their own internal skills, the power is actually very small, but the swordsmanship is simple, you haven't seen it, as long as you see it a second time, it is easy to crack！”

Nangong Shaoyou said as he came and went freely among more than a dozen men, luring them to use tricks, most of these people could only use ten moves, and the most was thirty moves.

After they all fought again, Nangong Shaoyou smiled and said: "Look at it, they just have such a little trick, see how I can crack it." ”

He waved the long sword as he spoke, Cheng Ruofei was very surprised, what he used was obviously his own "soul chasing sword technique", but many of the tricks were specious, and it was clear that he had just seen himself use it, and he was now learning and selling.

But this mind and this swordsmanship cultivation is something she has never seen in her life, and her martial arts are as strong as her brother, and she can't do it, only to see Nangong Shaoyou make fifteen swords in a row with her set of "soul-chasing swordsmanship", and fifteen men fell, she admired and was happy.

I admire Nangong Shaoyou's swordsmanship, and I am happy that my "Soul Chasing Sword" is also so good, but I haven't learned it. (To be continued.) )