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That man's sword skills were extremely powerful, and in the ice and snow-like sword light, there was a lot of evil energy, and the whimpering sound was like nothing, with the power of terrifying souls. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Song Wenqing bore the brunt of the attack, feeling that his heart was buoyant, and his martial arts could only play five or six percent.

She forced herself to calm down, and her whole body was engrossed in the sword, but the whimpering sound was pervasive, and it could not be controlled into her ears, affecting her mood.

Song Wenqing found that the man's knife technique on the other side was not very exquisite, it was earth-shattering, just a few moves, but it was a move to fight for his life, and each move was a move that ended up in the same end, forcing himself to withdraw his moves, otherwise, even if he stabbed him, he would be seriously injured, and the gains outweighed the losses.

Qing'er saw the situation in the field from the window, her brows furrowed, her little hands clenched into fists, too hard, and her knuckles turned white.

After looking at it for a while, seeing that Aunt Qing still failed to gain the upper hand, she couldn't help but be anxious and worried, and turned her head to ask Jiang Suning: "Sister Jiang, who are they, such an evil sect as martial arts?"

"They belong to the Gongsun family!" Jiang Suning's moving face showed resentment, and his moving eyes were filled with anger.

"Gongsun family?" Qing'er tilted her head and shook her head: "I don't seem to have heard of it!"

Jiang Suning's moving eyes widened, and he seemed to be quite surprised: "The Gongsun family is a well-known martial arts family, and many disciples are well-known in the martial arts, and the momentum is extremely prosperous!"

"Really?" Qing'er asked lightly, and then shook her head: "I really haven't heard of it, it doesn't seem to be so famous, right!?"

"......" Jiang Suning was speechless for a moment, as if he was short of words, and finally let out a wry smile: "Of course, the Gongsun family can't be compared with the Murong family......"

"No wonder...... Qing'er Xing stared at the window and nodded: "I said, why haven't I heard it!"

The Gusu Murong family, although it has declined, has a strong foundation after all, and after a period of silent dormancy, it has risen again, and it belongs to one and two in the martial arts family.

Although the Gongsun family also has a high status in the martial arts, compared with the Murong family, it is incomprehensible, just like the difference between a small sect and Wudang Shaolin.

Qing'er stared at the window, her little hands clenched into fists in front of her chest, she was very nervous, and said hatefully: "This short man, he has some real skills when he uses a knife!"

Jiang Suning lay on the couch, listening intently to the sounds outside, heard Xiaoqing's muttering, and said, "That must be Sun Xiaoming, the Bloody Knife Gongsun,...... There's a mole on the right side of the nose, right?"

"I can't see it clearly!" Qing'er shook her head in distress, wiped her apricot eyes vigorously, looked at it carefully for a long time, and nodded vigorously: "That's right, that's right, there is really a big mole next to the nose!"

"He's hard to tangle with. Jiang Suning shook his head and sighed: "He is not afraid of death, unless his martial arts are far superior to him, otherwise, it will be difficult to win!"

"He's just a scoundrel!" Qing'er Xing's eyes widened, her right fist hit her left palm hard, pouting her lips, and said hatefully: "...... If it weren't for the fear of hurting his surname, my Aunt Qing would have stabbed him to death with a sword!"

"These people are extremely cunning, Miss Song is not going to fall for their evil!" Jiang Suning glanced at the door of the carriage, and Chu Chu's moving face was full of worry.

"Don't worry, how can they hide it from Aunt Qing?!" Qing'er pursed her lips, disdainful and dismissive.

Jiang Suning smiled bitterly, she couldn't refute it, she could only worry secretly.

"Little girl, what a clever martial arts!" The weeping blood knife Gongsun Xiaoming laughed, the long knife was like a match, wrapping around Song Wenqing, with a smug look on his face, as if he was about to be captured.

Song Wenqing's face was calm, as if she hadn't heard his words, although she only had the power to parry, the long sword was still fine and tight, not a drop of water was revealed, and the fierce attack of the long knife was always difficult to really break through her sword net.

"Fourth, work hard...... The hour is not early!" the leader looked a little impatient, and shouted in a deep voice.

"Okay!" Gongsun Xiaoming replied loudly, the long knife suddenly brightened, reflecting the snow and cold, the long knife was extremely fast, and the original whimpering sound was clearly audible, which made people even more upset and difficult to concentrate.

Song Wenqing's eyes flashed, his snow-white and shiny teeth bit his red lips, his expression was firm, his left hand was pinched into a sword trick, and he gently touched his ear, and the hilt of his right hand was also knocked on the right ear.

Gongsun Xiaoming was inexplicably stunned, he didn't know why, and for a moment, a little cold light pierced the door, and the cold air was calm.

He didn't dodge or dodge, the long knife was cut horizontally, relying on the blade three inches longer than the long sword, and he could cut Song Wenqing in two pieces before stabbing himself.

Song Wenqing's boots were a little snowy, and he moved a foot horizontally, dodging the horizontal cutting of the long knife, and the sword momentum was still stabbing rapidly.

"Huh!" Gongsun Xiaoming was surprised, so he had to take a step back, and the long knife was sharpened back again, its momentum was like electricity, and its speed was incomprehensible.

Song Wenqing's figure floated and flashed again, like a lotus flower gently swinging on the water, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at his throat, almost stabbing him.

Gongsun Xiaoming was shocked in his heart, and finally knew why her strange behavior just now was that she hit both ears and closed her hearing.

This woman acted so decisively, it was really terrifying, Gongsun Xiaoming had a killing intent for the first time, such an enemy must be eliminated!

"Hmm!" Song Wenqing involuntarily let out a muffled snort, his figure flashed, he stepped back two feet, turned around to look back, but it was another short man holding a long sword, standing in the snow and smiling coldly, the corners of his mouth pursed, as if he was sneering, and there was a bloody light on the trembling tip of the sword, which was the blood on her body.

Song Wenming's eyes tightened, he glanced at the man coldly, and when he saw him sneering to himself, he didn't pay attention to it anymore, and turned to look at his shoulder.

The left shoulder has been cut off a piece of flesh, and the blood flows like a column, but at this time, the weather is very cold, and it is quickly coagulated, which is not serious, just a little painful, fortunately, it is not toxic!

Fortunately, she was alarmed, and her body slipped, otherwise, this sword could pierce her heart, this person is vicious, and it is really hateful!

"Shameless! Shameless!" Qing'er shouted in the carriage, jumped on the couch, and scolded in a coquettish voice: "Shameless guy, you actually attacked my Aunt Qing!"

Jiang Suning was lying on the couch, chagrin flashed on Chu Chu's moving face, complaining that he didn't think about it, and reminded Song Wenqing.

Because she was injured by the sneak attack of these people, although her martial arts skills are not high, any of them can easily defeat themselves, but they still use the means of sneak attack, which shows the inferior character of these people.

"Is Aunt Qing injured?" she shook her head and asked hurriedly.

"Hurt your shoulder!" Qing'er nodded, staring intently.

The person sneaked attack, but he guessed that Song Wenqing sealed his ears, and the fourth child's bloody weeping knife technique disturbed people's hearts, and many people sealed their ears to avoid interference, which was not surprising, but she was more decisive.

"Fourth, you're so incompetent, only I'm here to help!" The short man raised his index finger and middle finger together, and gently wiped the long sword to wipe the blood stains on the tip of the sword, and sneered.

"Hmph, nosy!" Gongsun Xiaoming snorted angrily and glared at him fiercely.

"Alright, stop arguing, get her cleaned up!" said the boss, waving his hand, impatiently, and began to walk towards the carriage.

The neighing of the horses sounded again, and the two white horses neighed at the same time, high-pitched and loud, like a dragon's groan.

The leader's body shook, and there was a feeling of blood and qi convulsion, and his eyes roamed over the white horse, his eyes full of admiration, flashing with greed.

"Boss, these are two BMWs, do you want to snatch them?" the person behind him whispered.

The leader glanced at him, his narrow eyes flickered slightly, rubbed Yin Tang, thought for a moment, shook his head and sighed: "With such a BMW, it must not be an ordinary person, alas......"

"There are a lot of us, and in such weather, who can find out if we kill people?!" the tall and thin man disagreed.

"Well, that makes sense...... the leader nodded, and walked again, slowly approaching.

The two white horses suddenly shaved their front hooves, suddenly moved, turned around, and were about to pull the cart to run, but suddenly stopped.

"Who are you?!" a clear voice sounded in the snow, and the sound seemed to come from all over the world.

The white shadow flashed, and the figures of the two people who were fighting with Song Wenqing were stunned, and suddenly froze, one holding a long knife, about to split, and the other long sword stabbed quickly, which had been stabbed halfway, but at this time they were all frozen, as if they had turned into statues.

Wen Yubing's tall figure appeared beside Song Wenqing, she gently patted Song Wenqing on the back, and the gentle clear stream suddenly poured in.

The original exhaustion and weakness suddenly dissipated, and the acupuncture points that sealed the ears were also washed away.

"Injured?" Wen Yubing asked lightly when she saw the blood stains on her shoulder.

"It's a shame that you came in time!" Song Wenqing let out a long breath, glanced at Xiao Yuesheng who appeared next to the carriage, shook his head and said, "...... I was hit by a wound, but it was only a flesh injury, and it was no big deal. ”

Qing'er ran out of the carriage, stood in front of the car door, and said loudly: "Brother Xiao, they are chasing and killing Sister Jiang, and they want to kill Aunt Qing!"

Xiao Yuesheng stood in front of the two of them, looking at the two of them, and when he heard Qing'er's words, he couldn't help frowning, and his face sank: "Haven't asked for the name of the honorable ......?"

"The inferior is a disciple of the Gongsun family, and the traitor who was ordered to come to arrest the family, it would be better for Your Excellency not to interfere!" the leader said in a deep voice, his heart was quite suspicious, for Xiao Yuesheng's skills and body methods, he was bottomless, but he couldn't lose the face of the family.

Xiao Yuesheng's mind-reading technique worked, saw through his thoughts, shook his head and smiled: "Hey, Gongsun family, such a great prestige, it actually bullied me!"

"I wonder who your Excellency is?" the chief asked hurriedly.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled faintly: "I am Xiao Nanqiu, and I have a message to the head of your family, if you want to ask for someone, you might as well send it to Chongshuiyun." ”

After that, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the short middle-aged man with the sword: "That man leaves an arm, and you can go." ”

(To be continued)