Chapter 37: The Night Rain is Coming
Pan Song, Cuizhu and Xiao Xiaoyan are all long-established swordsmen in the rivers and lakes, and the two sides have not clashed, so it is difficult to judge who is higher and who is lower? However, Song Shoucheng just smiled and did not comment on it.
Although Zheng Dapeng and Gao Fenglan were absent, because the conditions of Chai Shaoning and Song Yuanlan had been stabilized one after another and were completely out of danger of life, Song Shoucheng was happy in his heart, so he still decided to hold a banquet tonight to catch the wind for Ouyang Qian's five daughters.
Of course, a cheerful feast needs a cheerful atmosphere, and this kind of dispute between children is just right, so why bother with being too serious?
"The reason why Uncle Zheng and Aunt Gao were invited to the city was not because they were sure to outperform Xiao Xiaoyan. Ouyang Qian had been trying to get closer to Sima Long, and adopted a silent attitude towards the small arguments, but at this time, she suddenly interjected: "On the contrary, if you do it now, they will definitely not be Xiao Xiaoyan's opponents." ”
Including Song Shoucheng, everyone was taken aback, and they didn't know why Ouyang Qian could make such a positive judgment?
Ouyang Qian paused, turned her head to look at Sima Long and said: "Uncle Zheng and Aunt Gao have been walking the rivers and lakes all year round, and the two have the same mind, and they have created a set of psychic Xuangong, which can help people penetrate the twin bridges of heaven and earth and add ten years of internal strength. ”
This is the first time everyone has heard of this news. Who would have thought that Song Yuanlan's almost death this time would become a huge turning point in her fate!
With Zheng Dapeng and Gao Fenglan's cultivation at this time, the ten-year strength of the two of them is better than Song Yuanlan's twenty years of hard work. When Song Yuanlan wakes up, her skills will not be inferior to any junior here, and with time to improve her swordsmanship, she will immediately become one of the top players in the rivers and lakes, this kind of opportunity is definitely not something that ordinary people can imagine.
But think about it, Song Yuanlan's heart is almost broken after being injured, and any external force can only play a role in temporarily delaying her life, and it is difficult to reach the root, only by giving birth to enough resistance in her own body can it be possible to eliminate Zuo Kun's heart-shattering palm.
Zheng Dapeng and Gao Fenglan saw the crux of the problem at a glance, so they joined forces to improve Song Yuanlan's internal strength without hesitation, so that her heart could be rejuvenated.
"Miss Song can be said to be a blessing in disguise, adding ten years of skill in one day, but in this way, Uncle Zheng and Aunt Gao have to each lose five years of cultivation, and their strength has been greatly reduced. ”
When Ouyang Qian said these words, she didn't care about the eyes of others, and her eyes kept looking at Sima Long, as if she was specifically for Sima Long alone.
Sima Long's heart was shocked. Ouyang Qian's courage in showing him in public made Sima Long, who had been suppressing his true feelings, ashamed, and at the same time, he also saw that Ouyang Qian must have guessed something, so he deliberately told him the inside story that others did not know.
With the high-spirited and bright style of Pansong and Cuizhu, how could Yinxian Villa be a person who sells fame and reputation?
Could it be that I misunderstood? Sima Long was in a conflicted mood and couldn't help asking: "Miss Ouyang is from the 'Hidden Immortal Village' in the East China Sea, but the word 'Hidden Immortal' has the intention of replacing the 'Qixian Island' in the South China Sea?"
Everyone also wanted to know the answer to this question, but they avoided talking about it because of the situation. At this time, I heard Sima Long ask directly, so they all turned their eyes to Ouyang Qian to see how she answered?
"Yes!" Ouyang Qian's answer was crisp and neat, and her two big eyes looked at Sima Long for a moment, as if to say: You finally asked this question!
Although he knew that Ouyang Qian had already guessed the intention of his question, Sima Long still felt angry in his heart, and bluntly reprimanded: "No matter whether it is a person or a sect, shouldn't his reputation be won by his own efforts?
"Why does everyone value reputation rather than responsibility?" Ouyang Qian sighed faintly and said, "The person my father admires the most in his life is the 'Nanhai Immortal Weng' senior. He said to me: "South China Sea Immortal Weng" moved the heavens and the earth, and he called himself "East China Sea Shenjun", which is to inherit the legacy of his predecessors and be an upright knight. It's just that when this name spreads, it is misunderstood by people in the rivers and lakes!"
Speaking of this, Ouyang Qian seemed to have ignored the others at the table, a pair of charming eyes flashed with light, staring at Sima Long and said: "My father once said that with the strength of Long Qiandao alone, it will be difficult to kill all the people on the 'Qixian Island'. Even if the descendants of the South China Sea Immortal Weng are defeated, how can they not leave, so that they all die in battle and cut off their heirs? This matter is extremely unreasonable, and there must be a hidden bloody case in it. My father set up a monument for the "Nanhai Xianweng" seniors, and let me pay homage in front of the spirit since I was a child, and he once made a heavy oath to find out the truth and find out the original culprit, so as to comfort the "Nanhai Xianweng" old-timers full of heroic souls!"
When Sima Long heard this, his face moved, and he couldn't imagine that what was hidden behind the word "Hidden Immortal" was so painstaking and willing, and his tears suddenly flowed uncontrollably.
When everyone saw it, they hurriedly asked the reason.
Sima Long said sadly: "Forgive me for concealing it before, I am called 'South China Sea Divine Dragon', and 'South China Sea Immortal Weng' is the ancestor. ”
There was an uproar in the room. No wonder Sima Long has extraordinary skills at a young age. The "South China Sea Immortals" generation of strange people, the children who have been trained, are of course extraordinary.
Under everyone's inquiry, Sima Long told the whole story.
"Back then, 'Qixian Island' was besieged, and no one on the island was Long Qiandao's opponent, but what was even more terrifying was that there was a group of black-clothed masked people who cooperated with Long Qiandao to besiege Qixian Island. In order to protect their ancestors, all the clansmen died in battle, and not even the women and children were spared!"
"There is a deep pool on Qixian Island, which is called 'Dragon's Eye', and it is said that from there you can go straight to the Dragon Palace in the South China Sea. The ancestor refused to fall into the hands of the thief, and suffered that humiliation, so he jumped into the pool with his father, who was still a baby, in his arms, but the pool was indeed leading to the South China Sea. Although the ancestor lost all his martial arts, he was a person who practiced martial arts after all, and his breath was long, so he survived, surfaced in the South China Sea, and was rescued by a passing fishing boat. ”
"It's also God's eyes, although my father was young at the time, he was not drowned, but because he drowned for too long, he lost his physique and became a waste. When I was three years old, my father finally died of a long-term illness. Her mother was a fisherman, and in order to support her family, she went out to sea to fish, but unfortunately suffered a hurricane and died at sea. ”
Speaking of this, Sima Long was already crying, and everyone was so emotional that they all shed tears.
When I was sad, I suddenly heard a loud "bang" in the courtyard, and it seemed that the courtyard door was kicked open with a strong kick!
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In the west wing, Dongmei, who was alarmed by the loud noise, hurriedly stopped talking to Chai Shaoning and hurried to the door, wanting to see what was going on outside?
However, a scream of horror rang out the moment Dongmera opened the door.
Just outside the door, the tall figure of the Holy River Venerable wearing a black cloak completely blocked Dongmei's vision, and his smiling gaze was impartial, staring at the two points of the two points under Dongmei's tight pink coat, which were as delicate and high as spring shoots.
Although Dongmei's chest is not as plump as Qiu Ju, it is expensive to be upright, healthy and strong figure plus unpretentious coquettishness and anger, as fresh and natural as a mountain spring, even Venerable Shenghe, who has always been used to playing with women, can't help but like this girl, especially the deep regret of two gains and losses, which makes Venerable Shenghe mad and want to get Dongmei, so that he can use his long-fantasized obscenity on that petite body.
This time, Venerable Shenghe came prepared, thinking that the people in the Song Mansion had become lambs to be slaughtered, so he couldn't wait to jump into the house in advance to capture Dongmei first.
Seeing that Venerable Shenghe grabbed at his chest as soon as he looked at him, his movements were both obscene and vicious, Dongmei exclaimed "ah", instinctively waved her arms to block, and at the same time her body retreated sharply.
Venerable Shenghe had already calculated Dongmei's reaction, and in the laughter, his right hand lightning grabbed Dongmei's arm in front of him, and his left hand had also reached out, his posture remained unchanged, and he pinched Dongmei's soft peak again. Like a cat playing with a mouse, to make this woman tremble and beg for mercy under her own clutches.
At this moment, Chai Shaoning's figure had already slipped out of the thin quilt and stood silently behind Dongmei.
Venerable Shenghe, who was blinded by **, suddenly saw the figure behind Dongmei flash, and when he realized that something was wrong, the severe pain had unstoppably spread rapidly upward from his crotch, occupying all the feelings in his mind.
"Thief, go die!" Witnessing the despicable and shameless indecent moves of the Holy River Venerable, the anger in Chai Shaoning's heart was beyond limits, and while his body stepped forward from Dongmei's right side, he kicked the Holy River Venerable upwards with one kick, and the back of his head hit the door and then bounced heavily to the ground.
"You-" Venerable Shenghe didn't have time to say a word, his voice had stopped abruptly, and Chai Shaoning stomped on his neck, his head resting on his back like a dying rooster, and he swallowed the last breath of his life with difficulty with his dead eyes.
Happiness and sorrow is to describe this kind of person who gets carried away.
"Childe!" Dongmei, who was desperate for life, looked at Chai Shaoning, who should have lost too much blood and was lying on the bed and couldn't get up, and screamed with disbelief.
Chai Shaoning didn't care about explaining, bent down and pulled out the long sword pinned to the waist of Venerable Shenghe, picked up Dongmei, and flew with her to the door of the living room in the center of the main house.
The candlelight in the living room was bright, and Song Shoucheng and the others were still sitting around the banquet, looking lazily out of the hall in a daze, with an indescribably strange expression.
"Crisp bones!" Chai Shaoning exclaimed. It was not the first time he had seen such a scene, and he immediately understood that everyone in the hall had all been drugged by thieves at this time.
"It turns out that Brother Chai has woken up. With a large number of chaotic footsteps, a smug laugh came from the gate of the courtyard: "It seems that my brother's information is wrong, but it's okay to catch up with Brother Chai!"
Chai Shaoning turned his head sharply.
This voice was all too familiar to him, and the sword in his hand "clicked" and shone brightly, coming out of its sheath like a scorching sun rising into the sky in the candlelight.