Jianghu chaos

How can a group of people who are helpless with a strange disease and poison be cured with just a bowl of medicine?What Ming Yuan gave was not so much an antidote, but more like a medicine for tigers and wolves that fight poison with poison. He lowered the pair and hoisted back to play the piano, which made her wake up like a flash of light. Coupled with the stimulation of Hua Luan's few words, it made her feel a little better. In a panic, she forced the poison out of her body, and forced it out with a mouthful of blood. Afterwards, things were easier to handle.

"So the Hall Master Hua has good intentions?" Ruan Xi asked in surprise, only after hearing Mei Qian's explanation did he realize that he almost wronged Hua Luan.Recalling just now, after Hua Luan said something, Cao Qin vomited blood again and passed out. Ye Fushu was so panicked that he cried out. He was so anxious that he almost wanted to argue with Hua Luan, but fortunately Xie Chaohan stopped him and dragged him out of the room. Otherwise, wouldn't it add to the chaos?

Ruan Xi was extremely ashamed, and kept apologizing with his head down: "I'm sorry, brother, it's Ruan Xi who is stupid and didn't react."

"You have a simple mind, there is nothing wrong with being straightforward." Xie Chaohan patted him and comforted him, "You don't have to follow Tie Rooster and Brother Shangguan, their devious thoughts are too tiring."

Mei Qian picked up a branch and said, "I'm just not sure what Hua Luan wants to do."

How to use Ming Yuan's medicine, he and Shangguan Yun can understand clearly, Hua Luan, as a doctor, naturally also understands, and the many obstructive words before are quite reasonable, although the selfishness in it is also obvious.Afterwards, his dispute with Hua Juyue was ignored by Mei Qian. It was expected that he delayed or blocked the treatment, but he pushed it instead, and even the prescription could not be picked. The problem—however you look at it, they all look like they are trying their best to save Caoqin.

"There is nothing to be sure about." Xie Chaohan said, "Miss Cao's current appearance, even if the poison is cured and her hydrophobia is cured, she will not be able to compete on stage within a few days. There is no threat to him. That's all, businessmen."

"I always feel that what he said is not true." Mei Qian stared at the branch in a daze, and murmured, "He really meant it, didn't he do anything else...?"

Ruan Xi was confused: "Master Hua, are you from the Wulin League now?"

Mei Qian pondered: "Not necessarily."

Xie Chaohan laughed, "Businessman."

Businessmen always pay attention to betting on both sides and the banker takes all. Naturally, they will stand on the side where there is an advantage. However, neither Shangguan Yun nor Ming Yuan are fools. He wavers, so they naturally wait and see.

"Hua Luan is not the only one like this." Mei Qian sighed coldly, and when she turned her hand back, the branch turned around, pointing at Ruan Xi, "draw the sword."

Ruan Xi was taken aback: "Brother?"

Xie Chaohan rubbed his nose and smiled: "Tomorrow will start the second competition. You will come back to fight Yanqi Mountain, are you prepared?"

Ruan Xi seemed to be remembering it now, and said with a sad face: "I just came back, how can I have time to prepare..."

Mei Qian raised his eyebrows, and slapped his wrist with a branch: "Then prepare now."

Seeing that he attacked without saying a word, Ruan Xi hurriedly backed away, only looking to dodge his dense moves, but couldn't find a chance to draw his sword at all.

Xie Chaohan shook his head and sighed beside him: "Yan Huan came to use the Yanling Saber, which is strong and concise, heavy chopping rather than stabbing, and the backhand saber is even better, you don't know it at all."

Mei Qian glared at him, then threw the branch to him casually: "You do what you want."

Xie Chaohan took it, weighed the branch, and said with disgust: "The iron rooster really doesn't understand swords at all, the length is wrong, the width is wrong, and the feel is even worse."

Mei Qian took advantage of the situation and leaned up to the tree, picked a half-open rose and hit it: "I really gave you the Yanling knife, can you still hold it?"

"That's all." Xie Chaohan sighed, and brushed away the floating flowers, "The tiger falls in Pingyang, today I will show you this broken branch for the time being, watch it."

Ruan Xi quickly pulled himself together, drew out his sword and followed him.

Today is different from the past, Xie Chaohan has no martial arts, so he can't talk about demonstrations, it's just a gesture of a few moves that Yan Huanlai has seen on weekdays.Without the support of internal strength, the moves were too vain and frivolous, without any power, and Ruan Xi was brought into the ditch.

Mei Qian didn't make a sound, just laughed softly at the side, laughing so much that Xie Chaohan couldn't keep on making gestures, threw the branch towards him, and said with feigned anger: "What is it like to steal martial arts from other sects? A disciple of the Lingxu sect that you promised Should I fight with my own martial arts? Is the iron rooster living up to its words?"

Mei Qian's smile didn't fade away, she twirled a branch, and with a flick of a finger, she shot towards Ruan Xi, hitting right on his sword, causing him to take a few steps back and almost let go of his hand.

"Brother really has deep inner strength!" Ruan Xi admired sincerely.

"You have just practiced Fengyue Weaving Feather Mind Method, even the talents of the sky can't master it in a day." Mei Qian said solemnly without blushing or panting, "It's just a fight, I don't need it." Pai Juxue. Are there any swords among the kung fu you bought? Just pick one and use it."

Ruan Xi took out the pamphlet and flipped through it: "I remember one, it looks like the Qingling Sword."

Xie Chaohan followed, looked carefully for a while, nodded and said: "It is indeed like the Qingling Sword, but it has been changed a bit. Let me just say that the gang of Qinglingjian Sect are cheapskates, and they stick to their own swordsmanship as a treasure. Willing to sell it all."

"Which one is not a treasure?" Mei Qian said coolly, and flicked another rose to the booklet, "Can it be used?"

Xie Chaohan rubbed his chin: "It can be used if you can do it, and you don't have to be greedy. You just need to learn three tricks."

Ruan Xi felt guilty: "Three tricks?"

Xie Chaohan laughed loudly: "The number of swords and swords is completely different. It cannot be generalized. The Yanling Sword is about fierceness. If you fight hard, you will never be able to defeat Yan Huanlai. Naturally, you have to find another way to win by cleverness!"

Ruan Xi's eyes lit up: "What's the trick to win? Brother Xie, please tell me!"

Xie Chaohan said mysteriously: "You first choose the simplest three moves and practice them well, and when you practice until you can master them with your eyes closed, I will teach you how to use them skillfully."

"I'm going to practice now!" Ruan Xi was excited, and without saying a word, he raised his sword and ran to the side to study.

Xie Chaohan squinted his eyes and smiled badly, and when he turned around, he saw Mei Qian standing under the rose trellis with folded arms, and the red, white and white rose petals fell on him like the morning clouds and sunset, staining his plain white overcoat. On the robe, there was a moment of red dust and white snow, and he waited there instead.

Just when he was in a daze, Mei Qian walked over slowly and walked to his side: "What's wrong?"

Xie Chaohan shook his head, and said with a smile: "I promised Jian Ling that the name Xie Chaohan will disappear from the rivers and lakes. When everything is over, you and I will find a good place with few people together, plant flowers, brew wine and indulge in the mountains and rivers, how about it?"

Mei Qian seemed a little surprised, then lowered his eyes, and smiled softly: "You have a chronic illness, you can't drink alcohol, and you can only watch me drink after brewing alcohol, can you bear it?"

Xie Chaohan raised his eyebrows, put his hand on Mei Qian's shoulder and took him over: "What can I do, just repay the favor of saving my life."

"Your life is only worth a few jars of wine?"

"If it's not enough, you can only promise with your body."

"..."

Not far away, Ruan Xi was concentrating on learning the sword from the sword manual. Xie Chaohan's bright sword drew a pool of autumn water.

At the beginning of April, when the peonies first bloomed, a huge phoenix-tailed white swayed and fell from the branch, was carried away by the sword force, shattered into fine petals in the sword wind, scattered all over the sky, and landed on the martial arts arena.

On the fifth day of April, in the Baichuan Mountain Villa Tournament, in the first match of the second round, Lingxu sent Ruan Xi to fight against Yanqi Mountain Yan Huanlai.

It was the first time for Ruan Xi to fight, and he was also a member of the mysterious Lingxu Sect. As soon as he stood on the ring, there was a lot of discussion.

"That is Mr. Ruan Xi, the closed disciple of the Lingxu sect? It doesn't look like a weak crown, he is really a hero!"

"I bet half of my net worth on him for second place, Mr. Ruan, you must fight for it!"

"Why did the Lingxu sect send a half-sized kid to play, why not Mei Shangxue? I'm still waiting to see Mei Shangxue make a move!"

"Isn't it well-known that Mei Shangxue has no heart in the Jianghu? Speaking of which, the participation of the Lingxu Sect this time is already quite unexpected!"

The noisy sound from the audience was layer upon layer, wave after wave spread to the stage and into Ruan Xi's ears, making Ruan Xi even more nervous.I was just excited before, but I didn't really realize what it means to stand here until this moment. In addition to the face of the Lingxu faction, there is also the Doufubao who strongly recommended him to participate in the final competition - if he doesn't perform well, isn't it? Also live up to Caoqin?

Yan Huanlai from the opposite side did not dare to take it lightly, he bowed cautiously with the knife in his hand, and said, "Young Master Ruan, please enlighten me."

On the first seat, Shangguan Yun stood up, raised his hand, and waved it down.

The battle flag of Baichuan Villa embroidered with peonies was flying up, and the drums were beating. Ruan Xi took a deep breath, and when Yan Huanlai raised his knife to attack, he suddenly flew up and avoided the blade.

The Lingxu sect is famous for its lightness kung fu, Yan Huanlai naturally expected him to have this move, the first knife didn't use all his strength, the blade swung and slashed diagonally at his figure.

Ruan Xi's movements are extremely tricky, dodging from left to right, and swipe around the edge of his saber, clearly dangling in front of his eyes, but the ones he strikes are always phantoms, which makes Yan Huanlai's eyes dazzled, not long after Then a head of sweat broke out.

"Why did Shaoxia Ruan just hide? Is this to kill Yan and return?" Someone in the audience wondered.

Some people were also dissatisfied: "Don't you have to fight with real knives and guns in martial arts? What's the matter with hiding like this!"

Ruan Xi was not in a hurry, remembering the ways Xie Chaohan taught him, he walked Yan Huanlai all over the ring with all his attention, and when Yan Huanlai ran to Yan Huanlai, his patience was exhausted, the sound of the knife whistling suddenly sounded behind him, and suddenly the power of the knife rose sharply , coming from back to front, from bottom to top, wrapping Ruan Xi under the momentum of the knife.Ruan Xi paused, turned around suddenly, and rushed straight to Yan Huanlai.

Yan Huanlai didn't know what he was selling, he instinctively defended, Ruan Xi raised his sword, drew the most common style, and stabbed straight.

Yan Huanlai turned sideways to dodge, and when he was chasing after him, he spotted an opening, and slashed at the empty door on his left with a backhand knife!

The audience in the audience exclaimed, only Shangguan Yun calmed down and watched seriously.

At the moment when the Yanling saber was about to hit his left shoulder, Ruan Xi slapped the blade with his sword back, and then waved his left hand, three golden needles flashed coldly between his fingers, piercing Yan Huanlai's right arm in an instant.

Yan Huanlai was hit a few steps away by the strength brought by the golden needle, and when he raised his eyes again, he saw Ruan Xi twisting around, almost sliding a step obliquely against the ground, with the long sword in his hand raised obliquely from the bottom, point between his brows.

In an instant, the three-style sword move was just right.