Nangong Shaoyou hurriedly asked everyone, and when everyone said that when they came out, Murong Feifei was in the last boat, accompanied by Cheng Ruofei, Huiqing and Guang, everyone was busy greeting Qunhao just now, but no one found out when she left. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Fifth brother, did you offend the little junior sister? She has always cared most about your words and deeds, here is Senior Sister Song, Senior Brother Nangong, it stands to reason that only you can make her say goodbye, hey, there is no distinction between respect and inferiority, it is my sixth senior brother who did not discipline her well, damn, damn, senior sister, senior brother, can you forgive the little brother?"

Naturally, it was Gu Xishi who spoke, and he deliberately accentuated the tone in the words "Senior Brother Nangong" and "Senior Brother", everyone couldn't help laughing, they all knew that he was teasing Nangong Shaoyou, everyone knew that this little junior sister had never been unforgiving, everyone was only angry with her, and it was Nangong Shaoyou who could be angry with him.

Ye Tunan couldn't help laughing, and said formally: "Well, I think about it, the sixth brother can marry the sixth sister-in-law, and I am also the matchmaker, it must be the little junior sister who is angry that I don't make a good matchmaker for her!"

"Phew, you sixth brother haven't seen you for two years, I don't know if your kung fu has improved, but I have learned a lot from my sixth brother in kung fu!" Nangong Shaoyou pretended to beat him, Ye Tu Nan smiled and hid behind Song Wan'er.

Nangong Shaoyou walked in front of Lin Yuyan and made a formal salute, "Sixth sister-in-law, how offended!"

Lin Yuyan also saluted: "Uncle, my sister has already spread the feats of your and a few laundry women in Xiaoxi that day all over Xiaoyao Palace, and we have equalized it." ”

Seeing everyone cover their mouths and laugh, he knew that what he said was true, it was rare for Lin Yuyan to have such a large amount, he didn't think so, and laughed: "It's just those cheap women!"

In the laughter of everyone, the old man of Yuhua Village respectfully led an old man like a fairy over, only to see that the old man had a very different wind and god, crane hair and childish face, wide robe and big sleeves, and fluttering belts, which had an admirable posture.

"The little mage of Longhu Mountain, this is the old immortal who pointed us out that day. ”

"Haha, it turned out to be Master Cizhao. Nangong Shaoyou handed the long sword in his hand to Mu Yiyun, "I haven't seen you for twenty years, the kindness of the master that day, the younger generation will never forget it, I can't sleep at night, I always want to repay it!"

The old man saw that the two were old acquaintances, and immediately entered the house with a smile to prepare refreshments, and everyone in Xiaoyao Palace and Nangong Shaoyou have been getting along since childhood, how can they not know his temperament, and immediately heard that what he said was all back.

Song Wan'er looked at Nangong Shaoyou, her face showed a murderous aura, everyone had been with her for a few months, knowing that this senior sister had an excellent temper, very dignified, and never lost her temper, but today she showed a murderous aura, and everyone was very surprised.

Not only the four of them, but even Na Cizhao wondered in his heart, these two people were at most twenty-six or seventeen years old, and they had any grievances with him when they were only a few years old twenty years ago, but he still had a smile on his face and looked at the two people in front of him carefully.

Suddenly laughed, "The old man actually forgot about this, you girl, is seven or eight points similar to Song Zixiu when he was young, but I forgot, your surname is Song? It seems that the name of Cheng Chen's medical god is not in vain, you kid must be the one who should have died that day, right?"

Before Nangong Shaoyou could reply, the green shadow flashed in front of everyone's eyes, and Leng Yiyi's Qingyu sword was already unsheathed, stabbing directly at that Cizhao.

Cizhao flashed lightly, with a strange look on his face, and instantly smiled as if he had obtained a treasure, folded off a wicker stick, and said with a smile: "Interesting, interesting, the old man hasn't stretched his muscles and bones for decades, just accompany you to practice this girl." ”

Everyone knows Leng Yiyi's ability, that Cizhao actually fought with a wicker, but they knew that Leng Yiyi's hand was the Qingyu Sword, which was as famous as the Yitian Sword in Murong Feifei's hand, and it was Cao Cao's collection of treasures, and the Qingyi Sword was even more famous, and it was the sword of the Shu general Zhao Yun.

Leng Yiyi's face was frosty, and she didn't care about the weapon in Cizhao's hand, her strength was that as long as she made a move, there was no room for maneuver, and Cizhao was shrouded in her sword net for a while.

That Cizhao is still that elegant demeanor, the hand is an extremely soft wicker, but it is as straight as bamboo, waving with a whistling sound, and the sword is undoubted, his swordsmanship is very simple, and there is no complicated change, but it is very practical, there is no trace of emptiness.

Nangong Shaoyou was slightly shocked in his heart, Leng Yiyi's "Xiaomeng Swordsmanship" pays attention to elegance and agility, like a butterfly wearing flowers, but at this time, her swordsmanship is very ruthless, without the beauty of a butterfly, but like a poisonous bee, launching a fierce attack.

"No, no, it's not right to play like this, why is the second sister so impatient!" he secretly complained in his heart.

I saw more than 100 moves, but I was surprised and delighted, surprised that his swordsmanship was still very shallow, and I was happy that there was another kind of "Xiaomeng swordsmanship", he claimed to be superb in swordsmanship, and when he saw Leng Yiyi's swordsmanship at this moment, he knew what it meant to be superb, and he was far inferior.

I saw that Ye Tu Nan was fascinated, the swordsmanship made by the two people in front of him was the highest state he was most sought, to this realm, the principle of the sword was the same, he saw a move, he looked down and thought, pondered for a while, ecstatic, obviously figured it out, but when he looked up, the two of them fought more than 20 moves, and he couldn't help but feel sorry in his heart.

And Gu Xishi and his wife looked at it, suddenly felt dizzy, the two supported each other, sat on the chair, gasping loudly, each person's skill was deep, and they immediately saw the difference.

The two fought more than 100 moves, Nangong Shaoyou had already seen that in terms of swordsmanship, if he fought up and down with a hundred moves, Leng Yiyi could win, but Na Cizhao was holding a willow branch in his hand, and there was an extremely powerful internal breath hidden in his swordsmanship, but he thought very highly of himself, and he wanted to defeat Leng Yiyi in front of him with swordsmanship.

"It's a pity, it's a pity", he couldn't help but say softly, what he thought in his heart was that if Leng Yiyi could have his own or Song Wan'er's internal strength, coupled with her unparalleled swordsmanship, he might not be able to defeat him.

Mu Yiyun heard Nangong Shaoyou sigh, and said nervously: "Senior brother, can't senior sister win against that old man?"

"After about 20 years, this martial arts is the first in the world, and it is naturally the second sister!" he replied.

"Withdraw the sword!" I only heard Ci Zhao's cold shout, and with a sound of "dang", the green sword in Leng Yiyi's hand suddenly shot out, and the sword body sank into a willow tree.

Leng Yiyi still had a frosty face, stood in place, Cizhao smiled, and said:

"Song Zixiu has a disciple like you under his sect, he should be very comforted, this king's swordsmanship is indeed inferior to yours, presumably when your master's swordsmanship is at its peak, at most like you, it's a pity, it's a pity, my disciple doesn't have a talent like you. ”

"My master's swordsmanship is better than mine, even if you go all out, you won't be able to defeat him!" Leng Yiyi said coldly, Mu Yiyun had already pulled out the Qingyu Sword and handed it to him.

Cizhao raised his head and stood motionless for a long time before he said, "Song Zixiu's swordsmanship is really above you?" )