Ten years in the cold window, only to find out that it is a martial arts

"Let's see each other next time, you have to say those three words to me." Li Xianyu held Mu Wanqing's little hand tightly.

Mu Wanqing bowed her head and remained silent.

"If you don't agree, I really won't let you go." Li Xianyu snorted softly.

"...Mmm." Mu Wanqing made a nasal sound, the sound was like a mosquito's moan, and her fair neck was turning red.

"I didn't hear it." Li Xianyu said leisurely.

Mu Wanqing glared at Li Xianyu coquettishly, "It's fine if you didn't hear it."

"Hey, I heard it." Li Xianyu changed his words with a smile.

Qin Hongmian, who was lying on the bed, became more and more frustrated as she heard it, and really wanted to kill this bastard who cheated her daughter.

The room fell silent.

Qin Hongmian pricked up her ears and listened intently. After listening for a while, her face suddenly changed drastically.

Chapter 82 In today's martial arts world, there are really few people who are worthy of fighting Mrs. Wang

It was like a mouse had entered the room.

The owner found a mouse, and the mouse panicked and made a slight 'squeak' sound when it hit the table and chair.

The master held his breath and chased the mouse for a while, but he couldn't catch it. He couldn't help pursing his mouth, and his breath was a little short.

"asshole!"

Qin Hongmian gritted her teeth secretly, her blood flowed upwards, and she used her power to break through the acupoints.

"What a strong finger."

Qin Hongmian was frightened inwardly, two fingers sealed her Jianjing and Ya acupoints tightly, and she couldn't push them open at all.

The night was getting darker, and everything was silent.

A rooster crowed, and the eastern sky turned pale.

God, it's getting brighter.

"Auntie probably won't want to see me, so take her away." Li Xianyu said softly, "My finger strength should have faded away, and in about half an hour, Auntie will recover."

"Okay." Mu Wanqing responded softly.

The two walked to the bed together.

Mu Wanqing lifted the quilt, and when she saw her mother Qin Hongmian's eyes, her cheeks flushed instantly.

"mother."

"Humph."

Mu Wanqing and Qin Hongmian left.

Li Xianyu, who watched the two mother and daughter leave, sighed, went back to the room, lay on the bed, and planned to catch up on sleep for a while.

In the morning, after breakfast.

Li Qingluo, Li Xianyu, Wang Yuyan, Xiaoshiban. Azhu and others set off for the foot of Wuliang Mountain.

Langhuan Blessed Land is at the bottom of the cliff behind Wuliang Mountain. There are two ways to enter it.

One is to jump from the forbidden area of ​​Wuliang Mountain like Duan Yu did when he entered.

The second is to enter through the secret passage like when Duan Yu left.

As the daughter of Wu Yazi and Li Qiushui, Li Qingluo lived in Langhuan Blessed Land when she was very young, and she also left through the secret way when she left.

only…

too long.

She led a group of people around Wuliang Mountain for most of the day, but they couldn't find the entrance to the memory.

"Where is it?" Li Qingluo looked up at a mountain wall, frowning.

Li Xianyu pondered: "Young Master Duan should know where the entrance is."

In fact, I don't really want Duan Yu to come over.

"Duan Yu?" Li Qingluo's eyes moved slightly, and she ordered, "Rui Po, go and bring Duan Yu here."

"Yes."

A middle-aged old woman led a group of people to leave.

Everyone sat down by the mountain wall to rest their feet, Li Xianyu sat beside Wang Yuyan, and handed her a bamboo tube filled with water.

"Thank you." Wang Yuyan thanked in a low voice, her cheeks flushed slightly.

Li Xianyu smiled, stretched his left hand behind, and squeezed the small hand of A Zhu, who was standing behind Wang Yuyan.

A'Zhu's cheeks blushed immediately, she gave Li Xianyu a sneaky look, and moved her body back calmly.

Seeing Wang Yuyan took a sip of water, Li Xianyu reached out to retrieve the bamboo tube, followed Wang Yuyan's shallow lip marks, and drank in big gulps.

Wang Yuyan had been peeking at Li Xianyu from the corner of her eye the whole time, and she clearly saw Li Xianyu turning the bamboo tube on purpose, which made her very ashamed.

"I'm such a scumbag."

Li Xianyu was playing with the empty bamboo tube, with a slight curve in the corner of his mouth.

"Ma'am, people from the Wuliang Sword Sect are here."

A maid came to report.

Li Xianyu sat up straight, looked to the east, and heard a faint sound of dense footsteps.

"Drive away." Li Qingluo waved her hand casually and said nonchalantly.

"Well...they have a lot of people here, probably more than a hundred people." The maid said weakly.

"Huh?" Li Qingluo frowned and ordered, "Get the drunken bees ready."

"Yes."

"..."

After a while, a group of Wuliangjian faction quickly walked over.

There are three people in the head, a middle-aged man on the left, a middle-aged woman on the right, and a woman in a black robe and veil in the middle.

"What's your business?" Li Qingluo asked coldly after taking a look at the three leaders.

"Hmph, the old man would also like to ask, what is the business of Mrs. Wang coming to Wuliang Mountain?" The middle-aged man on the left snorted and asked back.

"Oh? You know me?" Li Qingluo was surprised. She didn't raise the banner of Mantuo Villa when she came out this time.

The middle-aged man sneered and said: "Mrs. Wang is really a noble person who forgets things too much. Tang Guangxiong, my disciple, was kidnapped by you a few days ago."

His name is Zuo Zimu, he is the head of Dongzong of Wuliang Sword Sect, and Tang Guangxiong is his proud disciple.

"Tang Guangxiong?" Li Qingluo whispered, vaguely impressed, and said lightly, "He spoke rudely to me, and he has already killed Shifei."

The faces of all the people sent by Wuliangjian changed.

Li Xianyu was speechless, isn't this woman afraid that people from the Wuliang Sword Sect will rush forward?

He counted just now, and there are a total of 110 and three people from the Wuliang Sword Sect.

On Li Qingluo's side, she's just in her early twenties.

"What are you doing here?" The black-robed masked woman who is the leader of the Wuliang Sword Sect said, her voice was crisp and clear, and she seemed to be in her early twenties.

"None of your business." Li Qingluo sneered.

Li Xianyu: "..."

"Presumptuous." Zuo Zimu said sternly with an angry expression on his face, "How can you be presumptuous in the presence of the Holy Envoy of Vulture Palace?"

"Lingjiu Palace?" Li Xianyu was startled.

Vulture Palace, a faction established by Tianshan Child Elder.

"What Vulture Palace? Returning the Holy Envoy? I've never heard of it." Li Qingluo rolled her eyes.

Li Xianyu's face turned green, and she thought that if Tianshan Child Elder knew that you were Li Qiushui's daughter, she would probably slap you.

"Take them down." The masked woman in black robe said coldly.

"Yes."

Zuo Zimu and Xin Shuangqing, a middle-aged woman standing on the left side of the black-robed woman, responded at the same time, and then they waved together, ordering the disciples of the Wuliang Sword Sect behind them to do it.

"Hmph." Li Qingluo snorted coldly, not to be outdone, and beckoned.

Most of the maidservants pulled out their long swords, while five other maidservants carried wooden boxes similar to food boxes, with one hand resting on top of the wooden boxes.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"Wait a minute." Li Xianyu shouted suddenly.

In an instant, the disciples of the Wuliang Sword Sect who had already started to surround Li Qingluo and the group stopped.

Everyone looked at Li Xianyu.

"Mind your own business." Li Qingluo cursed secretly, thinking that if the people of the Wuliang Sword Sect really dare to do something, let them taste the taste of drunken bees.

Seeing Li Xianyu walk out, Li Qingluo thought for a while, but didn't say much.

"This is Li Xianyu." Li Xianyu walked between the two parties and introduced himself.

"Li Xianyu? The Li Xianyu who defended Qiao Feng in Juxian Village?" Zuo Zimu asked, having heard of this name before.

"Exactly." Li Xianyu nodded and said with a smile, "I'm new to Jianghu, and I don't know much about the rules of Jianghu.

However, in the past, it is better to resolve than to end an enemy. I believe that there may be some misunderstandings between the two of us. "

"What are you?" The black-robed masked woman sneered, "Dare to insult the Vulture Palace, this is a death penalty, no one can do it."

"Hmph." Li Qingluo snorted coldly, with a sneer on her face, showing no fear at all.

Li Xianyu looked as usual, and still smiled and said: "I really don't have much weight, but the Mrs. Wang behind me is the owner of Mantuo Villa in the south of the Yangtze River. She is in charge of Taihu Lake for eight hundred miles. Call her aunt."

"Nan Murong's aunt?" Zuo Zimu and Xin Shuangqing were both startled.

Bei Qiaofeng and Nan Murong are well-known in the martial arts of the Central Plains. As the masters of the eastern and western sects of the Wuliang Sword Sect, they have naturally heard of Nan Murong's name.

Li Qingluo raised her chin, very satisfied with Li Xianyu's compliment.

Wang Yuyan blushed a little, thinking that Li Xianyu described her mother too much.

"Nan Murong..." the masked woman in black robe whispered, she had heard of this name before, but...

"so what?"

The masked woman in black robe asked lightly, her chin slightly raised, her attitude arrogant.

The so-called North Qiaofeng and South Murong, in front of my child grandmother, are nothing more than chickens and dogs.

"I mean..." Li Xianyu looked at the masked woman in black robe and smiled, "The famous Nan Murong is vulnerable in front of Mrs. Wang.

As long as Mrs. Wang is willing, even taking the head of an enemy general in an army of millions can be done easily. "

Wang Yuyan: "..."

Poetry Edition. Ah Zhu: "..."

All the maidservants in Mantuo Villa: "..."

Li Qingluo: "..."

With Li Xianyu's bragging, even Li Qingluo, who has always been somewhat narcissistic, arrogant, and conceited, felt that her old face was a little bit unbearable, and she couldn't help but blush.

This 'shame' is not shy, but an embarrassing 'shame'.

Everyone from the Wuliang Sword Sect looked at Li Qingluo in unison, and awe flashed across many people's eyes.

Zuo Zimu and Xin Shuangqing were skeptical, while the masked woman in black robe from Vulture Palace felt a little nervous.

"Is she as powerful as Child Elder?"

The masked woman in black robe was in shock.

Others may think that Li Xianyu's words of "taking the head of the enemy general out of a million troops" are too exaggerated, while the black-robed woman thinks of Tianshan Child Elder.