"I didn't expect Jun Ling Yixiu to die so easily, I thought he would become my Flower Pavilion's nightmare for a long time in the future!" Walking with Zhou Mengdie on the way back to the Flower Pavilion, Yan Ran on the side stared at Zhou Mengdie's back for a long time, and finally couldn't help but speak.

Zhou Mengdie's face did not have the slightest expression, he turned around and glanced at Yan Ran lightly and said, "My Pavilion Master, I said that you really don't plan to come forward to help me settle them?" Zhou Mengdie's words just fell, but he followed Zhou Mengdie with one finger, holding a miscellaneous broken sword, a broken sword and a sword hilt in his hand.

Yan Ran was slightly stunned, glanced at the dark crowd around her, and then glanced at Zhou Mengdie, who looked a little weak in front of her, but smiled.

At the moment when he laughed, the faces of the women who were originally watching the excitement around Zhou Mengdie and the others suddenly showed a hint of happiness, and some of them actually fainted exaggeratedly.

"It's really worthy of Yan Ran's son, if he were a woman, I'm afraid I'm willing to marry him even if I am bankrupt!" said a handsome young master standing on top of a tall building, shaking a folding fan lightly in his hand.

"If it weren't for Yan Ran's strong martial arts, even if he was a man, my son would be willing to marry him!" A handsome young master on the side, who was also wearing brocade clothes, also shook the folding fan in his hand, with a look of regret.

"Hey, you people, you know that looking at the handsome Yan Ran son, you look at that Zhou Gongzi, how strong his martial arts are, and the appearance of ten thousand swords, it really makes people love him to death. A seductive-looking sissy suddenly spoke.

Several young masters on the side coughed at the same time. Then he hid his face and left. The man in brocade who said that Yan Ran was strong in martial arts was a frown. Not without jealousy, he said: "That ten thousand swords look quite magical. If he had to scrap so many blades every time he used this stunt, I think he would probably die of poverty. ”

The sissy heard the words of the brocade boy, but immediately let out a cold snort and said, "Hmph, if he is willing to follow me, let alone ten thousand swords, even one hundred thousand swords." What about a million swords? The old lady is not short of money. As soon as the words fell, he said with a sad face: "It's a pity, Zhou Gongzi is not the same person as us at first glance!"

Yan Ran looked at the many martial arts people who were silently following behind everyone around them, holding the broken sword and the broken sword in their hands, but they didn't say a word, and immediately raised their eyebrows, and said, "What do you want to do with this son?"

The originally silent crowd suddenly exploded, and one of the five big and three thick men was holding a dark big sword in his hand, and there was a huge crack on the big sword, he gritted his teeth and said to Yan Ran: "Zhou Gongzi forcibly borrowed our sword without saying hello to us, that is our honor." After all, Zhou Gongzi is a master of the grandmaster realm. But now that our weapons have been damaged, you are naturally happy that you have won the battle between you and Junling Pavilion. The masters of our weapons have also helped. But now that our weapons have been damaged, you Blossom Pavilion can't afford not to pay for it, right?

The other people on the side immediately responded, and among them, there were several big men who were also five big and three thick, and the big man holding the sword in his hand with a resentful face was particularly fierce, and under the excitement of the crowd, the figure of the Fanhua Pavilion woman who followed Zhou Mengdie to cheer trembled slightly.

Wanqing frowned, reached out and shook Yanxi's hand beside her, signaling her to feel at ease.

Yan Ran on the side raised his eyebrows and said, "If you lose the sword, you will pay the sword, you follow me to the door of the Flower Pavilion to get the silver, what does it mean to surround us?"

Zhou Mengdie smiled slightly, showing a grateful look at him, and at the same time made up his mind that he must rebuild it as soon as possible.

When he was planning how to compensate for Yan Ran's loss, Yan Ran, who had just returned to the Flower Pavilion, grabbed his shoulders and said excitedly: "Haha, my Flower Pavilion finally beat Jun Ling Pavilion, and the dream of so many years was completed in a blink of an eye, it was really happy, hahahaha, Lord Steward, do you want to drink three hundred cups with me, why are you drunk for three days and three nights." ”

Yan Ran was full of smiles, but Zhou Mengdie shook his head slightly and said: "Brother Yan, I have to rush to Huashan to participate in the Huashan Sword Conference, I'm afraid it will be inconvenient to stay for a long time, and I will set off with Wanqing early tomorrow morning." ”

Then he glanced at Yan Ran on the side again, and said: "In the past few days since I left, Wanqing has been taken care of by Yan Gongzi, and Zhou is grateful. ”

A hint of melancholy appeared in Yan Ran's eyes, but there was still a faint smile on his face, he patted Zhou Mengdie's shoulder, and said: "Wanqing is already familiar with me, and it doesn't matter if she takes care of it or not, Brother Zhou doesn't need to be polite, but I thank Brother Zhou for relieving my Flower Pavilion." ”

Zhou Mengdie immediately waved his hand and said, "It's just a gesture, Brother Yan doesn't need to say much." ”

Yan Ran and Zhou Mengdie smiled at each other, and then Yan Ran instructed in a clear tone: "Youruo, go to the account and pay some silver taels, send them to those knights outside the door, and help our chief manager pay for the things." Then he ordered Yan Xi on the side: "Go and prepare some wine and food, and let's have a celebration meeting in the evening." ”

That night, the lobby in the Flower Pavilion was full of wine and delicacies, and the Ming Wei and the dark guards in the Flower Pavilion and the girls in the Pavilion all came out to celebrate, and they toasted to Zhou Mengdie repeatedly, but Zhou Mengdie did not have the real qi to expel the wine from the body, so he drank a lot of drunk.

Early the next morning, Zhou Mengdie, who had a slight pain in her head, led Wanqing and Fang Daoyuan to leave together, and Yan Ran took a group of women and guards in the Flower Pavilion to send them to the Shili Pavilion before returning.

Watching Zhou Mengdie go all the way to the east, Wanqing asked with some doubts: "Master, why don't you go to Wudang Mountain to rescue the little monkey first and then go to Huashan?"

Zhou Mengdie's face smiled slightly, and said: "I still have other important things, I have to rush to Huashan first, Qi Tian's matter, I have already passed the book to Zhang Zhenren, and he will definitely bring Qi Tian to Huashan to join us at that time." ”

Nodding thoughtfully, Wanqing didn't say more, Zhou Mengdie reached out and touched the stack of silver tickets on his chest, which was the coil that Yan Ran forcibly stuffed into his arms when he was leaving. His eyes were staring at the road ahead, but the thoughts in his mind were that he had already flown to Huashan, and Dugu, who had flown to Huashan, had flown to Huashan's first face after his reincarnation.

At the same time in Huashan, a young man wearing a Confucian robe came to the foot of Huashan, his appearance was square, his clothes were neat, his speech and demeanor showed Confucian style, a sword hung on his waist, and he carried a bag behind his back.

He walked along the mountain road step by step towards the top of the mountain, seemingly slow, but it contains an inexplicable charm, he was originally seven or eight steps, but he was one step across the country, along the way to return to the mountain gate of the Huashan disciples watched him walk by like a walk in Xianting Mountain, suddenly showed a look of surprise, have run light exercises, but still can't catch up with the young man who seems to be walking slowly.

The young man's hair was very neatly groomed, but his temples had turned gray, and his mind had been immersed in a hexagram.

As a player, he naturally knew that the player would be reborn after death, so after the first face fell for him, although he was so sad that his temples were gray, but he did not give up hope, just some time ago, his heart trembled inexplicably, and he felt a divination hexagram, and he actually saw the traces of the first face in the hexagram, and the place shown on the hexagram was on the Huashan Mountain in the East Qinglong District.

Overjoyed, he immediately got rid of the things at hand, set off overnight to the foot of Huashan, and climbed to the gate of the Huashan faction with apprehension.

Instinctively stretched out his hand to take the thing in his hand, and when he looked up, he saw a dignified-looking girl bowing to him slightly, and said, "Thank you Childe, please put the young lady down." ”

The young man hurriedly reacted, and when he looked down, he saw a three or four-year-old girl laughing at him with a smile on her face, and said, "Scholar, you don't have long eyes when you walk, and you almost bumped into this girl!" The girl's voice was very immature, but the words were very clear, and every word was deeply engraved in the young man's mind, which made him ashamed. After all, as an adult, no matter what the reason, it is indeed a very humiliating thing to almost hit a child, if it really hits, with his strong heroic righteousness, when the time comes, the sister-in-law will definitely be seriously injured.

The young man's face turned red, and then he carefully put the girl on the ground, bent down and arched his hand: "In Xia Lin Daoru, there are many offenses to the right talent, please don't blame the young lady." The girl suddenly let out a string of silver bell-like laughter, and said, "You are really similar to my father, they are so funny, and my father often apologizes to my mother like this!"

Lin Daoru glanced at the woman beside him very embarrassed, then at the little girl again, and asked, "Little girl, I haven't asked for your name yet!"

The girl stopped laughing and said, "It's really lonely and unheard, don't even I know it?" I am the daughter of the head of the Huashan Sect's Gentleman Jianyue, you have to remember. As soon as the words fell, he looked at Lin Daoru with scrutinizing eyes, and finally rolled his eyes and said, "You are not from the Huashan faction, are you? )