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In the past few days, Xiao Yuesheng did not go out, but stayed in an unnamed valley on the top of Purple Mountain, covered with snow. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Li Ruoyun and the others were gambling with the senior brother, and after practicing in the morning, they only sat in the Hanyan Pavilion, and left without waiting for him to get up, leaving only the faint fragrance.

When eating, they were silent, with a tight jade face, well-behaved, dignified and elegant, graceful like a noblewoman, noble and Qinghua, not profane, and faintly rejected people thousands of miles away.

They try not to talk to the elder brother, treating him as a transparent being, and even when they speak, they are very serious, respectful, humble and gentle, as if they were strangers.

Xiao Yuesheng was prepared for this kind of cold war, knowing that they were dissatisfied, but they couldn't say it, holding back their depression and finding no chance to vent.

A while ago, Xiao Yuesheng happened to have an idea, that is, to create a few divine weapons for them, one more layer of life-saving weapons, and the most labor-saving to deal with the siege.

Now, when it was time to carry it out, they took away their long swords and headed to the top of the Purple Mountain, where the temperature was extremely low, the snow peaks were always there, and the water turned into ice and snow was used to quench the sword, and the effect was excellent.

Sitting in the snowy valley, Xiao Yuesheng opened the furnace to forge a sword.

Casting a sword, for him, is really a breeze, his hands, beyond the reach of ordinary people, the speed is incredibly fast, exquisite, freewheeling, not bound by the body, tempered, it is really a piece of cake.

Xuantie is extremely strong, he doesn't have this thing, he uses the method of alloy, far beyond this era, this is his lowest weapon, supplemented by a slight Dao method.

After a few days, he estimated that the women's anger had almost disappeared before returning to the Cold Smoke Pavilion.

In the Hanyan Pavilion, it is as warm as spring, and the brilliance of the morning light penetrates, dyeing the house into golden red, which is extremely magnificent, and there is another charm.

Li Ruoyun and the girls did not wear moon-white Luo shirts, and the colors of the clothes were different, colorful, dazzling, as if they were fascinated by the sea of flowers.

They played with their long swords carefully, the body of the sword was crystal clear, like a thin piece of ice, which made people worry about whether it would break, and under the slight trembling, there seemed to be a clear spring flowing on the sword.

Although they were depressed, when they saw such a beautiful long sword, they couldn't help but like it, gently stroked and played with it, and then tried it, light as a feather, as if it didn't exist, but it was connected with their own flesh and blood, and became one.

Seeing them smiling, Xiao Yuesheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, their cold war was indeed very effective, the original laughter disappeared, he was extremely distressed, and it was really difficult.

Wen Yubing also got down from the couch and stood with them, carefully examining their swords to see how they were different from her own.

Seeing a few disciples smiling, she was also relieved, these big disciples did not come back, Li Ruoyun and the others were also depressed, they couldn't do anything, they couldn't keep their spirits up, and they lost their souls, she was very worried.

"Master, a few of us want to go down the mountain and relax. All the girls suddenly put away their long swords and removed their smiling faces, Lin Xiaoqing spoke up, and said to Wen Yubing who was sitting on the incense couch, her voice was still coquettish.

"Huh-?" A smile on Wen Yu Bingyu's face dissipated, and her autumn-like gaze swept over the faces of several women, and her eyebrows couldn't help frowning slightly, and finally, she looked at the eldest disciple.

Xiao Yuesheng couldn't help frowning, turned around, his gaze swept over the faces of the women, and his gaze was as warm as jade.

The women didn't dare to meet his gaze, as if they felt weak, their eyelids drooped slightly, and their slender eyelashes trembled slightly, covering their eyes like half a fan.

“...... It's good. Wen Yubing groaned slightly and nodded slightly: "Hmm,...... It's good to go down the mountain and relax. ”

Xiao Yuesheng smiled bitterly, and suddenly, he had a feeling of betrayal and separation, as if he had been abandoned by several of his junior sisters.

Wen Yubing thought about it, was a little uneasy, and instructed: "When you go down the mountain, you must be careful, be smart, and don't make trouble!"

"Master, rest assured. Lin Xiaoqing nodded lightly, quickly glanced at the senior brother, and saw that his face was expressionless, his eyes became cold, and his heart couldn't help but darken.

"Senior brother, is there nothing to say?" Yang Yuqi was dressed in a lake-green Luo shirt, tall and slender, with a compelling surname, and suddenly spoke, looking at Xiao Yuesheng, and her lips were clenched by jade teeth.

Xiao Yuesheng sighed lightly, his warm gaze stayed on their faces one by one, and he shook his head with a wry smile: "You guys...... If you've had enough, come back early!"

His words made the women a little disappointed and a little aggrieved, so they didn't say more, slowly saluted Wen Yubing, and left in a curling manner.

Looking at their disappearing figures, Wen Yubing's Qiushui eyes turned to the eldest disciple and sighed heavily: "Qiu'er, this time, you completely broke their hearts!"

Xiao Yuesheng's face sank again, he stepped to the couch, took off his boots, lay down on the couch, stroked his face, and showed a touch of tiredness between his eyebrows: "Yes......"

"Qiu'er, tell me the truth,...... Is it because of the Emei faction that I got engaged to Miss Bei and Miss Zhou?" Wen Yubing brushed Luo's shirt, sat down on the brocade pier in front of the couch, and asked softly.

Xiao Yuesheng put down his hand, couldn't help frowning, glanced at her, lay back on the couch, and didn't answer, as if he disdained to distinguish.

"Okay, okay, I'm wrong!" Wen Yubing could understand his gaze, and smiled softly, suddenly blooming with amazing beauty.

"You, won't you coax them?" Wen Yubing grumbled, glaring at the eldest disciple with disgust.

"Don't worry, I'll follow them. Xiao Yuesheng said helplessly, turned sideways, and picked up a book placed on the side of the couch, which was what Wen Yubing had seen just now, and the aftertaste was faint.

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Li Ruoyun and the others returned to their respective courtyards, picked up the baggage that had already been packed, and went out of the courtyard, pursing their lips into a roar.

Five dragon-like neighing horses sounded one after another, and the horses that had eaten Yi Jin Dan galloped over, these corn-colored horses were tall and majestic, and their tendons were faint, as if they contained infinite strength.

They skillfully put the saddle and reins on their horses, and the five corn-colored horses galloped away, leaving the field of vision of the disciples of the Shuiyun Sect in the blink of an eye.

The place they want to go to is still Chengdu City, except for here, other places, they are not familiar with, and they don't want to go to too strange places.

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Since the last time I went to the Zishan Water Cloud School, after coming back, my father Fan Xisheng has practiced family law, the bamboo whip back, the skin is open, and he almost hurts himself to death.

Fortunately, as the first gang in Chengdu, Perak Hall has some elixir, and the injuries on his body healed quickly, and then he was grounded, and every time he practiced martial arts, every evening, Fan Xisheng had to come to check, if he was not satisfied, he would inevitably have a meal of fried meat with bamboo slices.

Fan Xisheng seemed to suddenly come to his senses, and put the stick down to pursue filial piety, no matter how soft, even if his wife persuaded him, it was difficult to change his heart.

Every time Fan Xisheng recalls the Shuiyun Sect, he is afraid for a while, that Xiao Nanqiu, his martial arts are terrifying, and he is by no means a soft-hearted person.

If the evil son succeeds that time, he really gets the disciples of the Shuiyun Sect back, and now the Thunderbolt Hall, as well as his own family, I am afraid that it has long disappeared and no longer exists.

He always thought that his son was more lustful and there was no big problem, men are like this, but he didn't expect that he could cause such a big disaster, and for the sake of his surname, he didn't dare to indulge it anymore.

Fortunately, Fan Cunyi is not hopeless, after strict discipline for a while, he is already much more well-behaved, and his martial arts have also made great progress, and he still has a lot of talent for martial arts.

One piece and one relaxation, the way of civil and martial arts, every ten days, Fan Xisheng gives his son a day off.

This time, Fan Cunyi is like a bird out of the cage, walking around the streets of Chengdu, looking at the people coming and going around him, his eyes have been sweeping over the woman to see if there are any beauties, this is already a surname that is deeply rooted in the bone marrow, and it is difficult to change for a while.

"Young master, there are four big beauties in the city today, take a look?" Fan Cunyi suddenly heard a report from his subordinates.

Knowing the preferences of the young master, as a subordinate, he has to be welcomed, which is really the way to survive.

"Oh-?!" Fan Cunyi's eyes lit up, and he turned around: "Where?......? Lead the way!"

After being grounded for so long, he was so horny that he almost burned himself to death, and when he heard that there were beautiful women, he was in a long drought.

When their master and servant boarded the Yunhai Restaurant and saw the beauties at that table, Fan Cunyi was stunned, and his saliva flowed without realizing it.

The table of beauties he saw was a total of four people, and although they were sitting there and couldn't see their faces clearly, they exuded infinite charm that made him lose his soul.

It's just that when he wanted to see how they looked like they were, he found that there seemed to be a layer of white veil covering their jade faces, faintly, only starry eyes, cherry lips and Qiong nose could be seen, which was extremely attractive, but he couldn't see their faces clearly.

The more he couldn't see clearly, the more he wanted to see clearly, and he couldn't help but slowly approach.

This is the second floor, although there is no private room, but it is not as noisy as the first floor, the people here are all rich in money, and the food and wine are much more expensive than downstairs.

The people at the tables upstairs were vaguely looking at the four women, either sneaking a glance at them, or pretending to be unintentional, trying not to be rude, not as bold as Fan Cunyi, the four of them seemed to have a self-ashamed temperament.

Fan Cunyi walked forward in a daze, like a puppet led by a string.

Among the four women, one of them suddenly raised his head and looked at Fan Cunyi, who was approaching, although he couldn't see her face clearly, he could feel that her eyes were clear and as bright as autumn water.

Fan Cunyi stopped suddenly, his complexion changed sharply, his blood faded from his face like a tide, and he turned around suddenly, but he slowly moved his steps, as if he was afraid of waking up the sleeping giant beast.

(To be continued)