There is a demon who pleases you

The dragon's head issued an order, and the heroes responded, and the heroes of the martial arts gathered in Muyun Villa.

The appearance of Xuan Qing caused an uproar. The overall situation of Master Mu Yun is much more stable now, he only tensed up for a moment, and then put on a warm smile.

"I didn't expect Yi Jian Jing Hong, who has never been involved in martial arts affairs, to come to our house."

Xuan Qing glanced at the crowd coldly, as if weighing whether they were qualified enough to be his opponent.

"I'm here to compete."

Mu Yun said: "We also have to pick a time for martial arts competitions. This time and place are not suitable."

Before Xuanqing could answer, a white-browed Taoist stood up first: "The leader's words are wrong. We have admired the name of a sword for a long time, and we are fortunate to see how the best sword in the world is not an auspicious time. Besides, to fight against demons In the past, it was not the best preparation to allow the juniors to learn from each other."

"Can……"

While Mu Yun was still hesitating, a young swordsman cupped his hands to Xuan Qing and said, "Mo Xiangxun from the Kunlun School, please enlighten me."

Xuan Qing saw that his brows were haughty, he should be the best among the younger generation, and he had some calculations in his heart, so he said indifferently: "Please."

Mo Xiangxun was really angry, and said sullenly: "I used the Twelve Autumn Water Sword, Your Excellency, be careful."

Before the voice fell, the sword was out. The fast-attacking sword with no defense had a good momentum, but the sword style was a bit inferior. Xuanqing recalled the movement of Yijian Jinghong when he confronted him. He made a mistake with his foot and the sword pointed straight his throat.

In the blink of an eye, the winner was decided, and Mo Xiangxun put down the long sword that was thrown out.

"I will admit defeat."

But one move later, the attitude is completely different.

The priest with white brows said excitedly: "Miaoji, Miaoji, I don't know what kind of sword technique is used to startle the dragon with a sword?"

All kinds of adoration, envy, greed, jealousy... gazes responded to his words.

Under the eyes of everyone, Xuan Qing said calmly: "Wu Shi, the sword moves with the heart."

Mo Xiangxun looked at Xuanqing enthusiastically and said: "I am convinced, I just ask senior to give me some pointers."

It is really strange to say this, seeing that his face is not much younger than Yijian Jinghong, he is actually a junior than Yiyijian.

Xuan Qing avoided answering: "I welcome your challenges at any time."

As soon as these words came out, all the swordsmen present were eager to move, and they exchanged glances with each other because of the strength that Xuanqing had just shown.

Compared with them, Mo Xiangxun is not afraid of tigers as a newborn calf, but he is a malleable talent.

This is the character, impulsive and irritable, quite similar to a certain friend.

Seeing that Xuanqing was stealing the limelight, Mu Yun stepped forward and said: "Today, a group of heroes came to discuss a big move. There is no rush for the sword competition. It is better to stay in the village for a few days first."

Xuan Qing nodded slightly: "Yes."

After finishing speaking, he stopped worrying about others and walked straight through the hall to the other courtyard where Mu Yun had arranged for them to stay temporarily.

The courtyard has obviously undergone some repairs, but it can still be seen how deep the damage was at that time. It is not easy for Xiao Hongyan and the others to escape and ascend to heaven. It is nothing more than Xiao Hongyan was seriously injured.Speaking of which, Xuan Qing hasn't asked Xue Lan in detail how she got in the way...

Xuan Qing sat quietly on the stone chair, tilted the teapot slightly in his hand, the tea flowed out like a silk thread, pinched two fingers of the other hand, so that the sword tip flying out of the oblique stab could not enter at all.

"Ha, your Excellency is really good at work." Mo Xiangxun praised.

Xuan Qing raised his eyes: "Don't the representatives of the Kunlun faction need to discuss matters?"

"Who is interested in exorcising demons, I'm not here to join in the fun." He sat down across from Xuan Qing carelessly, picked up his tea cup and drank it in one gulp, "Where is Xuan Qing?"

Xuan Qing looked at him strangely when he heard the words: "You are..."

He stuck out his tongue: "What a bitter tea."

"Xiao Hongyan?"

"Of course it's me, otherwise who would have rescued you just now."

Xuan Qing said: "The Taoist priest with white eyebrows is also yours?"

Xiao Hongyan said contemptuously: "How can I like that kind of old man, he just wants to learn your sword moves secretly, and he doesn't care how much he is." He changed his tone when he said this, "You stinky face is actually talking to me today..." He stretched out his hands and groped Xuan Qing's body, "You won't regain your sanity."

Without waiting for Xuan Qing to stop him, he quickly withdrew his hand and shook it in disgust.

"Impossible, even if Yijian Jinghong recovers, he will definitely have a bad face."

He jumped away vigilantly: "Who the hell are you?" As he spoke, he threw away the teacup, stared at the drained tea and said angrily, "How dare you poison me!"

Unexpectedly, after seeing each other for a few days, his imagination became more and more abundant.

Xuan Qing said helplessly: "I am Xuan Qing."

"Xuanqing?" He said, "How to prove it."

Xuan Qing asked: "Is your silver whip still usable?"

Xiao Hongyan choked on his own saliva: "Ahem, it's okay, no need to say more, I believe you." He sat back on the stone chair again and looked at Xuan Qing, "Disguise?"

"Well, thanks to Brother Xue's superb skills."

"Tch, I didn't recognize it. On the other hand, if I didn't tell you, you wouldn't know."

Hmm... Who the hell recognized who.

Xuanqing didn't want to get entangled in this issue, so he changed the subject and said, "Aren't you supposed to be in Wushuang Palace?"

"Hush!" Xiao Hongyan said nervously, "Don't tell big brother, I slipped out with great difficulty. After he inherited the position of palace lord, he treated me like an animal."

Xuan Qing said: "Then Mo Xiangxun..."

Xiao Hongyan waved his hand: "Don't worry, I met him on the road, knocked him out, stripped him and threw him directly at the gate of Yihong Courtyard. It's really cheap for him."

Yihongyuan... Xuanqing couldn't let go of her heart when she heard this.

I hope this new generation of martial arts leader will not leave any shadow in the future.

"I think you might as well think about yourself," Xiao Hongyan said while looking at Xuan Qing's expression, "Recently, Xiaoyaojiao has become interested in Yijian Jinghong for some reason, and is looking for his traces everywhere. Appearing directly in his face swaggeringly, you are not far from trouble, and there is still time to run now."

Xuan Qing shook his head and said, "It's inevitable."

"Yumu head," Xiao Hongyan glared at Xuan Qing, "Forget it, with my Wushuang Palace backing you up, you're afraid that the cult will fail."

Xuan Qing smiled and said: "Didn't you already leave the palace, how can you support me?"

Xiao Hongyan raised his eyebrows, and said: "Just rely on my silver whip." He subconsciously touched his waist, and found nothing, and put it on the hilt awkwardly, "The same goes for the sword."

Xuan Qing couldn't help feeling amused.

Xiao Hongyan noticed Xuan Qing's smile, his face flushed, and he said angrily: "Do you think I will lose my prestige without the whip?"

Xuan Qing said: "How come, there are poisonous needles."

Xuan Qing was clearly praising him, but for some reason Xiao Hongyan got angry and walked away, leaving Xuan Qing shaking his head and smiling bitterly, lamenting that things in this world are ever-changing, but his temper is the same as before.

However, what Xiao Hongyan said was not bad, the first two nights of testing continued, and it was only on the third day that he calmed down.

Xuanqing didn't care to delve into it, and took this opportunity to let Xiao Hongyan protect the Dharma, set up an array, absorb the essence of the moon, touch the soul of the mountain, draw the eyes of yin and yang, the pen tip wandered in the void, the fluorescent light scattered, and merged into the night sky. Take it all in.

The rest is to wait for the change.

There are still seven days left in the time, Xuanqing is patient enough, and waits peacefully.

In this mutual contest, Xuanqing is in the clear and he is in the dark, it depends on whether the monsters have the same patience.

During this period, the news of Yijian Jinghong's stay in Muyun Villa spread like wildfire. Every day, people kept coming to Xuanqing Lunjian to challenge or learn from his master, and the threshold of Muyun Villa was almost broken.

Xiao Hongyan completely forgot that she was still a talented person of the Kunlun School, and claimed to be Xuanqing's apprentice, and every day she "replaced" Xuanqing in fighting others with great enjoyment.The old man with white eyebrows jumped his feet in anger, but it saved Xuan Qing a lot of trouble.

It's just that the sword is easy to block, but the screen fan is hard to block.

Recently, there will always be young ladies from this family and young ladies next to Xuanqing, offering soup and sachets for a while. The only thing to be thankful for is that they are not as unrestrained as the girls in Yihong Courtyard. Cold eyes can quench most of the enthusiasm.

however……

"My lord, don't I look very charming in red?"

"Girl, please respect yourself."

"I'm very light, where is the weight?"

There is a girl who gives Xuan Qing a headache even more than Xiao Hongyan.

Yan Fenfei, the descendant of the King of Medicine, dressed in a big red dress, spun around seven or eight times in front of Xuan Qing, and then swayed dizzily.Xuanqing originally wanted to invite her to cure Yijian Jinghong's stubborn illness, but who would have thought... her mind was even more confused.

"How about wearing this when we get married?"

Xuan Qing said helplessly: "Miss Yan, we have no engagement."

She pursed her lips and said, "Here it is again, don't worry, I'll ask Master to make an engagement when I go back."

"I'm not worried……"

"That's great, I will prepare a bride price."

"I have no intention of marrying a girl."

"Hey, we both fell in love at first sight, why don't we get married." She blinked and said, "I don't think you are old."

Xuan Qing said helplessly: "I have no admiration for the girl at all."

She came over and patted Xuan Qing on the shoulder: "From the first moment we looked at each other, I knew your heart for me, you don't have to worry about me, I don't care about worldly eyes!"

After speaking, he turned again.

"How is it? Does the pattern look good? Do you want to change the hem of the skirt?"

Xuan Qing sighed: "Miss, if you turn around again, you will faint."

With a bang, she fell to the ground.

"Hey, you don't hug me, I'm giving you a chance to be a hero." Yan Fenfei covered her head and got up, "That's all, this heroine is self-sufficient."

Xuanqing pretended not to see it, and said to the door: "Mo Xiangxun came just in time, Miss Yan is looking for you."

"What?" Xiao Hongyan's eyes widened.

Yan Fenfei immediately jumped over and grabbed his arm: "Yes, yes, you can also give me a reference. There are too many things to do before the church visit."

"you……"

Xuanqing stopped Xiao Hongyan's words and said: "I have something to do, Mo Xiangxun you to accompany Miss Yan well."

"I……"

With a flick of his finger, Xuan Qing touched Xiao Hongyan's dumb acupoint, ignoring his eyes that were ready to kill and then quickly jumped onto the roof, and left the dangerous place with a few vertical leaps.

Friends, Xuanmou will repay the feelings of today.

Sweeping out hurriedly, choosing a rooftop to rest, Xuanqing let out a breath of turbid air leisurely.

Looking forward to the warmth of the sun for Xuanqing, before the sun shines all over his body, suddenly, a wooden arrow shoots, Xuanqing reaches out to grab it, but there is a note tied on it, which is Xue Lan's handwriting.

At midnight, the dungeon.

Xuan Qing made a mental note, smashed the letter paper, turned over and left the room, hesitated for a while, raised his hand to clasp the eaves of the house, turned up, and jumped down in a place where no one was around.

I think that was how he fell to the ground that day, and happened to meet Yan Fenfei who was on the corridor, and she recognized him as a destined person since then.

After Yijian Jinghong regained his memory, he found that he had found a wife for him, but what happened.

When he entered the dungeon again, the blood-stained iron chain fell to the ground, and the shock at that time was still deep in his chest.

The surrounding air was damp and cold, and Xuanqing felt a sense of ominousness faintly in his heart. After a short time, two sharp arrows came through the air. Xuanqing turned around to block, but he paused, and it was too late to react. Through the shoulders, the body is pinned to the wall and firmly nailed.

"My friend, are you surprised?"

A familiar figure stepped out of the darkness, shaking a jade fan in his hand.

Xuan Qing coughed up a mouthful of blood and said, "Indeed."

What he used was a method not handed down from generation to generation, the magic of locking immortals.

"Do you regret trusting me?"

"not regret."

Xue Lan walked up to Xuan Qing with a smile, and gently tied chains on Xuan Qing.

"Then how about I let you stay in this dark underground forever?"

Xuan Qing said: "That's very good, thank you."

Xue Lan said, "Thank me for what."

Xuan Qing said: "I want to stay in Muyun Villa, brother Xue helped me plan to stay, shouldn't I be thankful?"

Xue Lan's face was slightly grim upon hearing this, she suddenly pulled out the iron arrow, and pierced the chain through her shoulder, Xuan Qing couldn't help frowning, the sharp pain piercing her heart, was it like this when she was pierced through the lute bone with a sword.

"You don't need to thank me. If you want to blame, blame yourself for being stupid. You can't blame me."

Xuan Qing shook his head and said, "I will never blame you."

Xue Lan paused: "You are not tired of talking so much, my ears are callused."

Xuan Qing followed kindness and said: "Since Brother Xue doesn't want to hear it, I won't talk about it in the future. It's okay to keep the friendship in my heart."

"Hypocrisy, you can play tricks of self-deception yourself, Xue will not accompany you."

He slapped Xuan Qing's chest hard, turned and left.

Xuanqing's qi and blood surged, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, he couldn't help but smiled wryly, why even he was infected with Xiao Hongyan's awkward personality.

The Immortal Locking Art restricts Xuanqing's zhenqi, Xuanqing can't exercise his energy and adjust his breath, and can only endure the bone-chilling coldness and pain.

Xuanqing was imprisoned here, silent, without wind or moon, only the sound of his breathing, and there were many scratches on the wall, presumably many predecessors were driven crazy by the loneliness of no one responding.

Xuan Qing silently counted the time, originally thought that the one who would appear again would be Master Mu Yun, but he did not expect that it would be Mu Fei who went deep into the dungeon.

His eyes were glazed, his eyes were loose, he didn't say anything, and came straight to untie the chain for Xuan Qing.

Xuan Qing probed, "Xiao Hongyan?"

"Hmph, you still have the strength to call people."

Sure enough, he used the technique of dementia to save Xuanqing.

Xuan Qing said: "You take the young master away and leave me alone."

Xiao Hongyan suddenly jumped down from the stone ladder, glared at Xuan Qing and said, "You don't care if you die!"

Xuan Qing said: "I'm fine, if I leave, something will happen to my friend."

"You still call that eunuch friend," Xiao Hongyan said angrily, "I said earlier that he is not a good person. He first harmed the eldest brother, and then provoked him. Now he finally showed his fox tail."

Xuan Qing shook his head and said, "You don't understand."

Xiao Hongyan cut off the iron chain with a sword: "You don't understand, come with me."

Xuan Qing stood still: "You can't leave, brother Xue will die if you leave."

Xiao Hongyan slammed his long sword, and said anxiously: "You have only been imprisoned for a long time, and your brain is broken!"

Xuan Qing picked up the sword for him and put it on his waist again: "You threw Mo Xiangxun into Yihong Courtyard, and Yihong Courtyard is Xue Lan's eyeliner. Your every move is under his control."

"So." Xiao Hongyan glared at Xuanqing.

"So you can find me because he deliberately gave you clues."

"so what."

"Don't you understand?" Xuan Qing sighed, "Locking me is what he has to do for others to see, and what he really wants to do is to save me through you."

"What a mess, I don't care what he means, you just follow me now." Xiao Hongyan grabbed Xuan Qing's arm.

Xuan Qing looked behind him in surprise and said, "Miss Yan?"

Xiao Hongyan's face panicked, and he shouted: "Stinky woman, you are following me again!"

Taking advantage of his momentary slack, Xuan Qing touched the five acupuncture points all over his body.

Closing Xiao Hongyan's fire-breathing eyes, Xuan Qing snapped his fingers in Mu Fei's ear and said, "Send Mo Xiangxun back to his room, you are exhausted from practicing martial arts today, you should lie in your room and have a good rest for a day."

Mu Fei mechanically picked up Xiao Hongyan and walked out with a blank expression, while Xuan Qing looked at the broken chains all over the place and gave up the idea of ​​re-locking, and sat cross-legged on the ground.

If he left, how would Xue Lan explain to the person who threatened him.

The palm that slapped Xuan Qing's chest seemed ruthless, but in fact it was deeply affectionate, and most of the magic of locking immortals was solved.

Xuan Qing frowned deeply.

Xue Lan's seven inches was controlled by someone.