Gohagaoka.

At this moment, Ren Yingying was sitting cross-legged in the grass shed, quietly looking at Ling Huchong who was unconscious on the ground, wearing a hat, white clothes and snow, and lightly holding the long qin, which had a little sense of dust.

She knew that the reason why Ling Hu Chong fainted was that several true qi in her body were out of balance, so she wanted to use the sound of the piano to regulate him. The sound of the piano is soft, elegant and slow, and it is the "Pure Heart and Pushan Mantra" that she played in Luoyang City that day.

When Linghu Chong heard the sound of the piano, it was really good, and his spirits were lifted, and he immediately stood up and walked towards Ren Yingying step by step, stopped at the door of the grass shed, bowed down and said: "Linghu Chong sees the seniors." ”

Ren Yingying liked Ling Hu Chong very much, and when she heard him talking to herself, her heart fluttered, but she was also very experienced, and then calmed down again, stopped stroking the qin, and just wanted to speak, when she suddenly heard someone in the distance say: "Someone is playing the piano! "If you listen carefully, there are three people rushing this way.

Ren Yingying was not surprised that someone came here, because she sent someone to lure it over. Hearing that these people were chattering about coming here to search, I was very pleased, and thought: "This strategy is also excellent, if Ling Hu Chong has a conflict with the person who came, one can test his swordsmanship, and the other is to let Ling Hu Chong conflict with decency." If he is not good, I only need to help secretly and kill those few people, and it will make Yue Buqun have to expel Linghu Chong from the division. Then, I can let Hu Chong accompany me. ”

The three of them were angry, and from their words, they heard that the three people were two Shaolin disciples and one Kunlun sect disciple. Seeing that those people were going to enter the shed to search, Ren Yingying frowned and said: "The concubine lives alone, it is late, and it is inconvenient for men and women to see each other. But in his heart, he thought: "Linghu Chong, hurry up and do it!"

A Shaolin disciple said, "It's a woman." He took a few steps forward and asked Ren Yingying, "Did you play the piano just now?"

Ren Yingying said: "Exactly." ”

The Shaolin disciple said, "You play a few more times and listen." ”

Ren Yingying snorted, if it was usual, she would immediately rush out and dig out that person's tongue, but at this moment, in front of Ling Hu Chong, it was not easy to attack, she just said: "I don't know each other, how can I stroke the piano for Your Excellency?"

The Shaolin disciple said: "Hmph, what's the Xihan? There are many pushes, there must be something strange in the grass hut, let's go in and take a look." ”

Another Shaolin disciple also said: "You said that she was a lone woman, and she watched three times in the middle of the night, but what were you doing on these five tyrants? Nine times out of ten, she was all the way with those left-handed demons." Let's come in and search. As he spoke, he strode towards the hut door.

At this moment, Ling Hu Chong finally flashed out from the side, blocked the door of the grass shed, and shouted: "Stop!"

Ling Hu Chong confronted those people-for-tat, and didn't let them into the house. Finally, a Shaolin disciple said impatiently: "This kid, you don't talk up or down, if you don't get out of the way, do you want to fall again?"

Linghu Chong said: "The Shaolin faction is the most prestigious and famous faction in the martial arts, and the two must be lay masters in the Shaolin faction." This person must be a well-known person in the Kunlun faction, but in the dark night, he came to bully an old woman, wouldn't he teach the heroes on the rivers and lakes jokes?"

The surnamed Yi shouted, "There is so much nonsense about you!" The left hand protruded, and he slapped Linghu Chong on the left cheek.

Ling Hu Chong couldn't avoid it at all, and he snapped into his life, his body turned twice, and he sat down on the ground.

Seeing this, Ren Yingying hurriedly got up and wanted to go to the rescue, thinking: "Why is he so bad, he easily defeated Tian Boguang that day, even if the real qi in his body is in chaos now, how can he be planted in the hands of these few small characters." Then he thought about it: "Could it be that his injuries are more serious than imagined, and it seems that he has lost all his internal strength at this moment?"

Just as Ren Yingying was about to make a move, Ling Hu suddenly stood up, with an extra long sword in his hand, and said: "Senior Yi, this mother-in-law in the grass shed is gracious, I only need to have a breath of air, and you will never be allowed to offend her old man." ”

A Shaolin disciple stepped on his left foot, and when he saw Linghu Chong's crooked appearance, he sneered slightly at the corner of his mouth, without any intention of letting go, and his right palm was immediately slapped.

Ling Hu Chong looked tired, but his fighting spirit was strong, and the long sword in his hand was handed out and aimed at the man's palm.

At the moment of this sword position, it was so wonderful that the Shaolin disciple's right palm was slapped out, and he didn't have time to withdraw his hand, and there was a soft sound, followed by a shout of "ah", and the tip of the long sword had passed through his palm.

The Shaolin disciple hurriedly retracted his arm and returned his palm, snorted again, and pulled his palm out of the blade. At this moment, he was extremely seriously injured, so frightened that he hurriedly retreated a few feet, pulled out the long sword from his waist with his left hand, and shouted angrily: "The thief boy pretended to be stupid, it turns out that his martial arts are very good." I...... I'll fight with you. ”

Ren Yingying saw everything in her eyes and knew that what Tian Boguang said was true, so Ling Hu Chong had really gotten the gist of "Dugu Nine Swords". He didn't hand over the sword to make a move, just by virtue of the direction and timing, he made the opponent's palm send itself to the tip of his sword. The attainments in swordsmanship have really reached the realm of extreme wisdom.

The injured Shaolin disciple was extremely angry, but he didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, holding the sword in his left hand, brushing and brushing to attack three swords in a row, but they were all false moves to test the enemy, and each sword was retracted halfway through.

At this time, Ling Hu Chong did not impulsively accept the recruitment, but changed his style, and said kindly: "There is no intention of offending the three seniors in the next, as long as the three of them leave him, and they will ...... I am willing to make amends sincerely. ”

The Shaolin disciple snorted and said, "It's too late to beg for mercy at this moment." The long sword stabbed sharply, straight at the throat of the fox chong.

Linghu Chong's long sword moved slightly, and the last shot came first, and with a pop, it hit the Shaolin disciple's left wrist point. The Shaolin disciple had five fingers, and the long sword fell to the ground.

The Shaolin disciple had never encountered such an opponent before, and now he was defeated again and again, and his expression was depressed. After a while, he sighed, turned around and left. Seeing this, another Shaolin disciple also sighed and left.

After the two of them left, only the disciple of the Kunlun faction was left on the spot, and he still did not give up, and immediately stepped forward, and smiled at Ling Hu Chong: "Young man, your swordsmanship is good, compare the kung fu with me, what do you think?"

Ling Hu Chong frowned, as if he hated this person very much, and without saying anything to him, he stabbed his sword into his shoulder. Unbeknownst to the sword, he suddenly shook his whole body, and when there was a sound, he couldn't hold the sword. The sword left his hand and fell to the ground.

The great joy of the Kunlun sect's disciples, a slap of the exhale, and a heavy slap on Ling Hu Chong's chest. Linghu rushed and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Ren Yingying's eyes hurt Hu Chong, she couldn't sit still, she was well versed in the art of assassination, in addition to the short handle, she also had a deep study of other small weapons. She immediately took out the Demon Sect's famous "Black Blood Divine Needle" from her sleeve, flicked her fingers, and hit the Kunlun faction's chest.

The Kunlun Sect disciple was now focusing all his attention on Ling Hu Chong, and his martial arts were far inferior to Ren Yingying's, how could he notice the "Black Blood Divine Needle" that Ren Yingying had hit? Just as he wanted to slap his palm again, there was a sudden stabbing pain in his chest, and then he lost his consciousness and fell straight to the ground.