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"Uncle Master-!" Song Qingya felt scared like a wronged child who had seen her parents and was almost alive just now. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Xiao Yuesheng patted her fragrant shoulder, smiled slightly, looked at her face, and said softly: "They bullied you?!"

Song Qingya nodded heavily, raised her head, looked at the people opposite with hatred, and bit her lips.

"What's going on, Yijun?" Xiao Yuesheng turned around and asked Zhang Yijun, she had been standing quietly and silently, not as affectionate as Song Qingya.

Xiao Yuesheng, the master Boping, said that almost all of them were in the Cold Valley, and the contact was with several of his junior sisters and masters, and he rarely met with the second generation of disciples, in their eyes, the master was full of infinite mystery.

Seeing the master Bo suddenly appear, the way he appeared was really incredible, Zhang Yijun couldn't help but be stunned.

Xiao Yuesheng's warm gaze swept over, she quickly woke up, and quickly glanced at the master uncle, and for the first time she was so close to him, and saw his face clearly.

I only feel that Master Bo seems to be ordinary from afar, but at such a close distance, I can find that his body seems to exude an attractive power, which makes people involuntarily driven by it.

There were thousands of thoughts in my heart, but I didn't delay in my mouth, and quickly told the truth of the matter, but I described it in a few words, and did not add fuel and vinegar.

All the masters of the Thunderbolt Hall took a few steps back, stood beside Fan Cunyi, and faintly protected him.

The man opposite, at first glance, had vague steps, and his eyes did not look like the essence of a person who practiced martial arts, and he didn't seem to have practiced martial arts.

But his appearance just now was really strange, although they didn't see it clearly, and the irresistible fear still lingered in their hearts.

At this time, this person, standing there, only whispered to the two women, as if he didn't see his group, and there was really no one in his eyes!

While they were angry and angry, they were quite jealous in their hearts, and they just coldly watched the changes.

Zhang Yijun briefly described it, Song Qingya tried her best to add it on the side, and soon, Xiao Yuesheng had already understood and understood what was going on.

Although he didn't know how much it was true, whether there was a misunderstanding in it, although he thought of this, he didn't want to ask more, and when he saw Song Qingya's embarrassed appearance, anger had already surged.

"So, don't they put our Shuiyun Sect in their eyes?" Xiao Yuesheng smiled lightly, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and his gaze swept to the opposite side, his eyes shining with gold.

Suddenly, a golden light shot in front of them, and several people on the opposite side only felt that the golden light changed from small to large, and instantly enveloped themselves, and the overwhelming power pressed down, as vast as the sky, as if standing in the wilderness, a person facing the dark sky, rolling huge thunder.

Their whole person seemed to be penetrated by the all-pervasive golden light, even in the most secret depths of their hearts, they could not hide, an inexplicable force, getting stronger and stronger, forcing them to kneel down and submit.

"Hmph!" Xiao Yuesheng snorted lightly, turned his gaze, and returned to normal, warm as jade.

The golden light dissipated, and they couldn't help but loosen their bodies, and they could no longer exert half of their strength, their bodies were shaky, and their bodies were paralyzed, and they were about to be unable to support their bodies to stand.

At this time, Xiao Yuesheng's cold snort sounded in their ears as they relaxed, but it sounded like a huge thunderclap.

"Plop" and "plop" sounded a few times, and they finally couldn't support it anymore, and they all collapsed to the ground, their faces as pale as paper.

"Qingya, Yijun, go and point out the people who started to search for the shore. Xiao Yuesheng pointed to the group of people who fell to the ground, and picked a few pine needles on the branches next to him.

"Yes"

"Okay!"

The two of them each agreed, and the lotus step moved lightly, returning the long sword to the sheath as they walked, stepping on the thick and soft dead branches and leaves, and came to these people with light steps, and counted, there were eight people lying on the ground.

They lie on their stomachs, or on their backs, or on their sides, and the dead leaves on the ground are thick and soft, but they don't hurt when they fall.

Most of them, at this time, are extremely weak, and it is even difficult to move their fingers, so they can only stare at these two women fiercely with their eyes, thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, feng shui takes turns, and in the blink of an eye, the positions of the two parties suddenly change, and they are mermaids!

The two girls came to Fan Cunyi's side, and Song Qingya's small lotus foot kicked his ribs lightly, and snorted softly: "This is that lustful villain!"

Fan Cunyi glared at her with resentful eyes, wanting to resist, but he didn't have any strength in his body, couldn't move, helpless and ashamed.

He has the lowest skill and the slowest recovery, but the bodyguard who is practicing next to him is pure and profound, and in the blink of an eye, he has recovered a little strength, he is lying next to Fan Cunyi, he has noticed that something is wrong just now, and he is by his side.

At this time, seeing the young master being humiliated, how could he bear it recklessly, and from time to time without sounding, he slowly pulled out the long knife that was pressed under him, and slowly swung the knife, cutting straight at Song Qingya's lotus feet.

Before Zhang Yijun could remind, "Uh!" A muffled snort sounded, his knife suddenly stopped, and then slowly fell to the ground, making Song Qingya startled, and hurriedly turned around and jumped away, this knife was silent, and quite slow, and there was no wind.

The few people lying on the ground had already seen the bald man sneak attack, but they were all experienced people, so they didn't look at him, pretending not to know, so as not to arouse Song Qingya's vigilance.

This muffled snort attracted their gaze, and what they saw was the bald man's eyes that slowly lost their lustre, still trying to open them wide, but their eyes gradually diluted, and the body supported by one arm fell down again, lying down among the dead leaves.

"Zhao Sanding!" The person next to the bald man was also big-shouldered and round-waisted, with a rough appearance, lying on the ground at this time, shaking him eagerly, and calling anxiously.

He felt that something was wrong, so he stretched out his hand with great effort, inserted it under the dead leaves, and probed his snort, and after a few breaths, his face was dumbfounded: "Dead?!"

Suddenly turned his head and looked at Xiao Yuesheng, who was standing under the pine tree not far ahead, and shouted angrily: "You killed him?!"

Xiao Yuesheng suddenly stretched out his hand, and was turning his head to see Fan Cunyi, who was lying on the ground, the bodyguard suddenly rose, as if hanging by a rope, and slowly flew to Xiao Yuesheng's hand with his hands dancing, the situation was extremely strange.

Even that big man couldn't help but forget his words, and watched Fan Cunyi being slammed to the ground by the collar of the other party.

Fan Cunyi was full of resentment and glared at the stinky woman who kicked him, cursing in his heart, this revenge is not a gentleman, and he will return it a hundred times in the future...... She must be made unable to survive and die...... She must regret being born into this world!

At this moment, I suddenly felt my body tighten, and then the scenery around me changed rapidly, as if I was performing light skills.

He couldn't help but be shocked and screamed, but he found that he couldn't make a sound, and his body became numb, and he was no longer conscious, as if it was not his own.

"Yijun, Qingya, don't be in a daze, what about the other two?!" Xiao Yuesheng saw that Song Qingya and Zhang Yijun were staring at him blankly, her eyes were full of surprise, and she couldn't help but smile and greet warmly.

"Oh, it's him and him!" Song Qingya pointed to the bald man who was motionless underground, and then to the thin middle-aged man surnamed Li on the other side.

Seeing that the master uncle was so miraculous, that Fan Cunyi was in his hands, like a chicken, she suddenly felt a sense of pity at this time, and she only felt that these people lying on the ground were quite pitiful, and they let themselves pick and choose, but they had no power to resist.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his hand, and a green light flashed suddenly, if it weren't for the fact that the eyes of the people on the ground didn't blink, and the sun was extremely bright, it was difficult to notice the flashing green light.

The middle-aged man surnamed Li was about to say two soft words, first to save his surname's life, and then to take revenge, but before the words came out, he felt a pain in his eyebrows.

The darkness was like an angry wave, suddenly rushing in, before his mind could turn, he lost consciousness, leaned over and fell to the ground, startling Song Qingya who was standing beside him.

"Brother Li!"

The person lying on his stomach around him hurriedly shook him, and when he saw that there was no movement, he stretched out his hand to help him up, but saw that he was also staring away, and when he looked closely, there was a drop of red blood on the center of his eyebrows, which seemed to be the cinnabar that the woman deliberately ordered.

Probed his nose, turned his head and stared at Xiao Yuesheng angrily, murderous, and asked gloomily: "You killed him?!"

"Yijun, Qingya, come back!" Xiao Yuesheng didn't seem to hear his question, beckoned, and let the stunned two girls come back.

The two girls silently walked back to the master's side, but their bodies were a little cold, and they didn't dare to talk to the master's uncle again.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them had died at the hands of the senior brother, silently, Zhang Yijun and Song Qingya were amazed and surprised, but also had some faint fear, such martial arts, the opponent had no power to resist, and life and death were taken in one thought, which could not help but be awe-inspiring.

"Did you kill him?!" The man had a gloomy face and thin lips, seeing that Xiao Yuesheng ignored him, his heart was even more angry, he asked coldly, slowly stood up, and pressed the hilt of the sword on his waist with his hand, obviously his strength had recovered a little.

Xiao Yuesheng glanced at him lightly, his face was expressionless, and he raised his left hand, holding a pine needle between his index finger and ring finger.

He flipped his wrist, flicked it slightly, and said lightly: "Shut up!"

The hand that slowly drew the sword paused, standing still, and then, with a "bang", like an inverted jade pillar, the man fell straight back to the sky and fell to the ground, falling solidly, and then not moving.

Everyone present finally understood how the two people just now died, and the person who fell just now was afraid that he was also fierce.

A pine needle, five zhang away, taking people's surnames and lives invisible, such martial arts, appalling, and Xiao Yuesheng's look of treating human life as a mustard made them even more chilled and terrifying.

"I heard, you are the son of Perak Hall Fan Hee Sheng?"

Xiao Yuesheng didn't look at the rest of the people, and when they didn't exist, he flicked his sleeves lightly, and lowered his head to ask Fan Cunyi, who was lying on the ground like a dog chewing.

Fan Cunyi only felt that his body was loose, and the numbness suddenly dissipated, but his whole body still did not have half of his strength, he turned over hard, lay on his back and faced Xiao Yuesheng, and said hatefully: "Yes! My father is the hall master of Perak Hall,...... If you let us go now, I won't care about you, and the grievances will be settled, if I have any three longs and two shorts, the Water Cloud Sect will wait for the Thunderbolt Hall's revenge!!"

Xiao Yuesheng suddenly smiled faintly, it seems that this Fan Cunyi is not a straw bag, and he also knows how to bring the Shuiyun Sect in, not by himself.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and sighed lightly: "Alas, didn't your father tell you that there are some people you can't mess with?!"

After that, with a slight mention of his left palm, Fan Cunyi's figure suddenly rose flatly, and with a slapped of his vest with his right palm, he hit him dancing into the crowd, and said lightly: "If Fan Xisheng is brave, let him come to the Shuiyun Sect!"

After that, he turned around and smiled gently at the two women who were standing silently: "Yijun, Qingya, let's go!"

"Yes, Uncle Master!" the two girls bowed hurriedly, their expressions extremely respectful, and their faces were in awe.

Xiao Yuesheng came between the two of them, stretched out her hand to gently grab their soft waists, one in one hand, her figure flashed, and she disappeared in place without a trace.

The people lying on the ground were stunned, still in disbelief at the scene just now, could it be that there is really such a profound martial artist in the world?

Zhang Yijun and Song Qingya only felt a warm big hand around their waist, and the scorching heat poured into their body from their big hands, and their whole bodies suddenly became soft, and they couldn't exert any strength, and they seemed to be a little confused, blank, and couldn't think of anything.

"It's here!" The clear voice sounded in their ears, which made their minds clear, and they couldn't help blushing, their faces were hot like fire, their eyes flashed, and they didn't dare to look at the master, and looked around.

At this time, I found that the surrounding scenery was very familiar, so ...... Resemble...... Be...... At the foot of the Purple Mountain!

The disguise cream couldn't block Xiao Yuesheng's gaze, he saw that the cheeks of the two girls were dizzy, shy and cute, he couldn't help but smile, patted their fragrant shoulders, sent out a clear stream, calmed their minds, and said with a smile: "Let's go up the mountain!"

"Yes. The voice of the two women seemed to be a mosquito call, even Zhang Yijun couldn't help but be extremely shy, and the breath of the master seemed to be still in his heart.

Blown by the mountain wind, the two women's minds gradually cleared up, and the shame gradually faded, remembering the daunting methods of the master just now, Song Qingya asked out loud: "Master uncle, that Fan Cunyi, just let him go like that?"

"Let him go?" Xiao Yuesheng walked with his hands in his hands, his steps were calm, the rugged and difficult mountain road was at his feet, like a smooth road, leisurely, he smiled faintly: "He will die of a miserable howl." ”

"Died in three miserable days?" Song Qingya shrunk her beautiful neck, her pretty face changed slightly, and she glanced at Zhang Yijun on the other side of the master's uncle, and said timidly: "Isn't it too ...... Too...... Kill him. ”

Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly, he didn't want to say more, although he wanted to enhance their self-preservation, he didn't want to pollute their pure hearts, he just smiled lightly: "Killing chickens and monkeys needs to be overkill, if it weren't for the fear of scaring you, those people, I won't keep any of them!"

Those people are the people of the Thunderbolt Hall, destined to be enemies, he seems to have let them go, but he has been planted with a dark energy similar to life and death talismans in his body, once he confronts himself, their life and death are only in his thoughts.

The two girls were suddenly silent, stuck out their tongues, and then they knew that the master uncle would not only save people, but also kill people, but also several times better!

Today's weather is good, the sun is excellent, and the whole Shui Yun Sect is practicing etiquette on the martial arts training ground.

When Xiao Yuesheng went up the mountain, he asked Song Xueyan, who was welcoming her, to find the master, and asked the head and several of his junior sisters to come to the Hanyan Pavilion, as well as the two from the Emei faction.

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On the cold lake, there is a two-storey pavilion, and there are two small pavilions with eaves to guard the left and right, between the pavilions are connected by a winding corridor, exquisite and beautiful, in the mist, it is more than enough, just like a fairyland.

This is Xiao Yuesheng's newly built Hanyan Pavilion, which is really an ideal place to enjoy the scenery and meditate on the surname.

The first floor of the Cold Smoke Pavilion is a whole room, not divided into several rooms like the second floor.

It is divided into several small rooms by light gauze curtains and screens, and there are eight windows on all sides, which are opened together to enjoy the surrounding scenery.

The moon-white carpet is paved, the pavilion is reflected in the light softly, the Xuan case, the brocade pier, the soft couch, seems to be a messy display, supplemented by the white gauze curtain and the screen painted by Xiao Yuesheng himself, the surrounding hanging calligraphy and painting, the whole room looks warm and elegant.

At this time, in the Hanyan Pavilion, it is as warm as spring, and the faint fragrance of tea is endless.

Wen Yubing and the disciples under the seat, as well as Pei Jinyi and Zhou Zhiruo of the Emei faction, all sat cross-legged on the moon-white carpet, while Song Qingya and Zhang Yijun sat obediently behind Xiao Yuesheng, with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, secretly looking at the room, admiring and envious in their hearts.

"Qiu'er, you mean that you killed the young hall master of the Thunderbolt Hall?" Wen Yubing Yunyun raised his temples, his forehead was as smooth as jade, he frowned slightly, looked at Xiao Yuesheng, and asked slowly.

She was wearing a lake-green skirt with a moon-white jacket, revealing a light youth.

"Well, exactly!" Xiao Yuesheng played with the lid of the snow porcelain teacup, nodded lightly, and seemed to answer casually.

"Qiu'er!" Wen Yubing glared at him with disgust.

Xiao Yuesheng closed the lid of the cup at this time, put down the teacup, and shook his head: "This kid knows that Yijun and Qingya are people from the Shuiyun Sect, and he still has bad intentions,...... He brought about his own destruction, and I can only fulfill him!"

"But you don't have to kill him, just teach him a lesson!" Wen Yubing snorted, her eyebrows furrowed, worried.

In the Shuiyun Sect, only she, who is a master, will accuse him, and the rest of the junior sisters can't have doubts.

Xiao Yuesheng sighed secretly in his heart, his master was really not the material to be the head of the house, not only was he not disappointed, but he liked it very much, and smiled: "Master, why don't you ask Senior Sister Bei, if the Emei faction encounters this kind of thing, how will they treat Fan Cunyi?"

Wen Yubing looked at Pei Jinyi with wonderful eyes.

Pei Jinyi was dressed in a moon-white skirt, plain and elegant, beautiful and beautiful, seeing Wen Yubing looking over, she hesitated slightly, glanced at Xiao Yuesheng who was smiling faintly, and said slowly: "I once heard Master say that as a woman's sect, people always feel that they are bullied in their hearts, and they must act ruthlessly to make them afraid, if not, even if they have three heads and six arms, they can't parry." ”

This is a private matter of the Shui Yun faction, she really doesn't want to get involved, but since he invited her, she can't refuse it.

Wen Yubing smiled bitterly, she didn't know this truth, but she acted ruthlessly, and she needed strong force to rely on, the Emei faction had advanced martial arts, but the Shuiyun faction had nothing to rely on.

Although his eldest disciples are superb in martial arts, and several disciples are also strong in martial arts, they rarely have the experience of fighting, and when the two fight, life and death do not only depend on martial arts.

The Shui Yun faction is weak, and the heroes can't stand the crowd, in case he has three longs and two shorts, how can he live?

She knew that Xiao Yuesheng's martial arts were superb, but she didn't know how high it was, and she hadn't seen the eldest disciple kill anyone.

Xiao ...... Senior Brother Xiao, Fan Xisheng, the hall master of Perak Hall, is a lay disciple of the Shaolin School, are you...... You know, right?" Pei Jinyi's beautiful face smiled slightly wryly.

(To be continued)