The meaning of the little junior sister is already obvious, and she is desperate for her nominal husband.

But he still has an extremely strong attachment to his parents and Huashan, and he is hesitant.

Lao Yue is no longer the old Yue he used to be, and Lin Pingzhi is no longer the Lin Pingzhi of the past, so Hu Chong is not at ease, he doesn't want to leave his little junior sister in this place, both the spirit and the soul will be destroyed all the time.

"Lin Pingzhi, in the end, I would like to advise you again, don't be blinded by hatred, she loves the upright gentleman who was full of enthusiasm in the past, not the avenger who is full of suspicion now, so she can do it for herself!"

After saying this, the figure of Yue Lingshan of Ling Hu Chong disappeared at the same time, and here, only Lin Pingzhi was stunned in place......

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did not alarm the old Yue couple, Ling Hu Chong took the little junior sister down Huashan, if you have to describe it in writing, this is the second time they eloped.

"Senior brother, we ...... Where to go?"

Leaving the Huashan faction, Yue Lingshan seemed unsettled, in fact, Huashan had no harbor and attachment in her life when she came out of this world.

"Take you to a great place with beautiful mountains and rivers. Linghu Chong laughed.

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"The sea laughs, the tide on both sides of the waves, the ups and downs follow the waves...... The rivers and mountains are smiling, the smoke and rain are far away, the waves are quiet, and the red dust knows how much ......"

Linghu Chong took the little junior sister to a bamboo forest after several turnovers, and listened to the voice of the person without seeing anyone, and the fairy music played by the piano and flute ensemble was long and long, making people feel comfortable like a spring breeze.

"Good...... What a beautiful tune!" Yue Lingshan praised from the bottom of her heart.

"Haha, let's go, Senior Brother will take you to meet your old acquaintance!" Ling Hu Chong pulled Yue Lingshan towards the place where the qin flute was.

"Bang Bang!"

Before the person arrived, Ling Hu Chong had already clapped his hands, and the sound of the piano flute had stopped for a while.

Yue Lingshan followed behind Ling Hu Chong, and was really taken aback when she saw Qu Yang and Liu Zhengfeng.

"Hehe, Linghu Xiaoyou, if the old man remembers well. This should be Senior Sister Ling, right?" Qu Yang asked with a smile.

Ling Hu Chong smiled: "That's right, I didn't expect that the memory of Senior Qu is really good!"

"Hehe, I've grown into a big girl after five years of not seeing me, and I almost didn't recognize the old man!"

"Shan'er has met Senior Qu and Uncle Liu. Yue Lingshan bowed and saluted.

"Don't be polite!" Liu Zhengfeng said with a smile.

Linghu said: "Two seniors, I just want to entrust the little junior sister to the two of you to take care of for a while, but I can't stay for a long time, little junior sister, you can have a good time here for a while to relax!

"Senior brother, are you leaving?"

"yes, I'm going to get down to business. Goodbye!"

After speaking, Ling Hu Chong disappeared strangely again, Qu Yang and Liu Zhengfeng looked at each other and smiled dumbly, and the feeling that Ling Hu Chong gave them was becoming more and more blurry and unpredictable......

Leaving the small bamboo forest, Ling Hu Chong headed towards the market, as for the business...... Drinking, of course!

More than two months without a drop of alcohol, what a great torment it is for an alcoholic can be imagined, and now the gluttonous worm in Linghu Chong's belly is ready to move!

"Little Er, serve the wine!" the first thing he did when he came to the hotel made Hu Chong shout.

"It's here!" the shopkeeper ran over with a pot of wine on his face.

Paid for the drink. Linghu Chong didn't use a bowl, and directly picked up the wine jar and poured it, because this is how it is enjoyable!

Ling Hu Chong's move immediately attracted the side eyes of many diners, and some people applauded loudly. Some people looked at Ling Hu Chong, a "hillbilly", with a look of disdain.

Compared with Ling Hu Chong's rough mine, the man opposite him was much more elegant and indifferent, and his temperament was in stark contrast with his small thoughts!

After drinking. Ling Hu Chong also observed the man attentively, a white shirt, and his aura was extraordinary. His long hair was draped at the back of his head and extended to the back of his heart, and he was about thirty years old, and a long silver-white sword was placed on the table, and the scabbard was inlaid with a crescent-shaped pattern.

Compared to the person in front of him, what attracted Ling Huchong's attention more was his sword, faintly, he could feel some aura fluctuations on it, which was the flow of aura that belonged to the famous sword!

The unsheathed sword trembled slightly, which made Ling Hu Chong's judgment more accurate!

Blue Water, Orchid, Ghost Dance, Seven Stars, Yintian, Thousand Peaks, Soul Eater, and Unsheathed Linghu Chong have all been seen, and among the top ten famous swords, only the sixth-ranked Wanyue and the first-ranked Burial Heaven have not appeared, and the aura fluctuation of this sword is still under the unsheathed sword, so it will never be a burial sky, and the scabbard pattern and various other signs also indicate that it is the waning moon!

The Wanyue Sword also began to tremble, the table kept shaking, and the man turned his head to look at Ling Hu Chong, as if he had also found some clues, but he did not continue to watch, and after taking another sip of wine, he hung the Wanyue Sword on his waist and got up and left the hotel.

Ling Hu Chong picked up the wine jar and followed out, he was very curious about this Wanyue Sword Master, and he was idle anyway.

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"When are you going to follow me?" said the man in the white shirt suddenly paused in the woods.

"Hehe, it's nothing, it's just that I fell in love with your sword. Linghu Chong laughed.

"So you're here to rob the sword?" the expression on the white-shirted man's face didn't make any waves.

"No, I just want to appreciate it, I wonder if your Excellency appreciates your face?" Ling Hu Chong corrected.

"I've always liked to speak only with my sword. ”

The man in white shirt pulled out the waning moon sword, and in an instant, a cold light flashed, penetrating Ling Hu Chong's figure, and the remaining blade easily cut off several thick tall trees, and at the same time as a few loud bangs, several birds cried!

"Soon the sword. Ling Hu Chong's voice came from behind the white-shirted man, and the penetrated afterimage slowly dissipated.

"Your light skills are not bad!" said the man in the white shirt with a blank face.

Ling Hu Chong pulled out the unsheathed sword from his back, and the blade of the sword glowed with a cold glow no less than that of an afterimage.

The man in the white shirt could see that the unsheathed sword in Ling Hu Chong's hand was absolutely extraordinary, and the one that could make the waning moon fearful was at least the top five of the top ten famous swords!

"You said you only like to talk with a sword, and I'm honored to tell you that I'm the same!" Ling Hu Chong said with a chuckle, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

His speed was already so fast that he couldn't catch it with the naked eye, and the man in white shirt didn't look back at the sword and slashed, and with a "bell", the two swords were handed over.

The aura of the confrontation between the two swords, which are both famous swords, is certainly not comparable to ordinary long swords, and the ripples of the space spread and ripple layer by layer, like the water ripples splashed by the fall of a stone particle on the water surface!

A gust of wind suddenly swept around the originally calm and windy surroundings, and the withered yellow leaves flew all over the sky......

After dozens of rounds, the surrounding landforms have undergone some changes, and the swordsmanship of the two is comparable, which is basically a slight advantage for Fox Chong, but because of the advantages and disadvantages of "unsheathed" and "waning moon", this gap has also been wiped out, and the overall is not up or down!

"I can't see that you're pretty good! I'm going to make a trick now!" Ling Hu Chong said with a little excitement in his tone.

This person is undoubtedly the highest swordsmanship that Ling Hu Chong has ever seen, and so far except for Feng Qingyang! To have such a happy opponent, of course Ling Hu Chong can't ask for it! God can understand what it is like for Dugu to seek defeat and Feng Qingyang to live in seclusion in the mountains?!

"Dugu Nine Swords!!

The sword gang on the unsheathed sword is sheng, and the sharp sword is galloping vertically and horizontally, attacking the white-shirted man at various impossible angles, but they are all narrowly blocked by the other party, facing the Dugu Nine Swords that only attack but not defend, the white-shirted man has been retreating and only defending but not attacking!

In fact, in the face of Dugu Nine Swords, no one can afford to resist the idea of just hoping that the other party's sword blade will not take away his own head, this small extravagant hope, with this extravagant hope can be resisted!

In the woods, the battle between Ling Hu Chong and the man in white shirt just verified this, under the attack of Ling Hu Chong like a storm, the man in white shirt just kept swinging his sword to resist, retreat, and retreat again......

I have to say that he was able to receive so many swords in the state of Ling Hu Chong's Dugu Nine Swords and be safe and sound, and the swordsman's swordsmanship cultivation in the white shirt has reached the peak of perfection!

......Hundreds of voices resounded in the woods almost simultaneously, and everywhere the two of them passed along the way, there was a mess.

The unsheathed sword poured down like rain, and the waning moon sword danced like an umbrella!

Both of them can't care about talking, and they must concentrate on the sword in their hands at this time, and there must be no sloppiness!

The man in the white shirt was expressionless all the time, his eyes followed the sword closely, as if there was only one thing in his eyes and in the world......

Ling Hu Chong's eyes were condensed, and the white-shirted man in front of him gave him the feeling that he was unpredictable and profound, and he couldn't read what he was thinking in his heart, but as a swordsman, this kind of person was often the most terrifying!

There are two types of swordsmen:

The first is the ruthless swordsman, they don't have any personal feelings, they don't have anything else in their eyes except the sword, because those are unnecessary and superfluous, they wield the sword without worry, kill decisively, it can be said to be a symbol of cold-bloodedness, the sword is the love of their life, but also their fetters and fate!

The second is the amorous swordsman, their emotions are very complex, easy to be entangled in things, in their eyes the sword is very important, but it is not the most important, or a very vague concept, they will have a lot of scruples when swinging the sword, can not be as ruthless swordsman as to achieve a complete killing decisiveness, but they will establish bonds with other people, for the people who want to protect can often inspire extraordinary power!

"Bell-"

With a violent collision, Ling Hu Chong and the man in white each held their swords and retreated some distance.

Looking at the white-shirted man, a moon-shaped phantom seemed to appear around him, and then the waning moon sword in his hand slashed through a cold light like an arrow from a bow, leaving a brilliant trajectory in the void and flying towards Linghu Chong! (To be continued......