[Comprehensive martial arts] Father Qin's self-cultivation

After Xie Xiaofeng dodged the sword, he finally saw the person who attacked him clearly. It was a young man in white, who looked almost exactly like Jiang Yue in front of him.The eye circles in front of him were red, and he looked at him fiercely, as if he was out of breath.

Just when Xie Xiaofeng was about to explain, he heard Hua Wuque say: "I call you, let go of my brother!"

Xie Xiaofeng was at a loss, brother?

Jiang Yue looked at her milky and fierce younger brother, shook her head helplessly, then hit Xie Xiaofeng's stomach with her fist, quickly withdrew from Xie Xiaofeng's embrace, and then stopped beside Hua Wuque.

"Brother." Hua Wuque shouted with red eyes, he had never been separated from his brother for such a long time, if he hadn't arrived in time today, some perverts would really take advantage of his brother.

Jiang Yue quickly comforted her: "Be good, be good, it's okay, look, I'm okay, I took it out and it's bigger than him."

Xie Xiaofeng, who was punched by Jiang Yue, also woke up immediately. He looked at Jiang Yue in disbelief. The girl in white in front of him was actually a man!

At this time, Murong Qiudi came out from the side with a piano in her arms. She looked at Xie Xiaofeng with a half-smile and said, "It's such a big show. I swore to each other this afternoon, and I will have a secret tryst with my junior brother tonight."

After hearing what Murong Qiudi said, Hua Wuque immediately glared at Xie Xiaofeng viciously. It turned out that this person not only wanted to take advantage of her brother, but also failed her senior sister!Scumbag, you should kill him!

Xie Xiaofeng quickly explained: "I'm not! I don't!"

"Is it, is there, don't I have eyes?" Murong Qiudi looked at Xie Xiaofeng coldly and said.

After Jiang Yue brushed off her sleeves, she looked at Xie Xiaofeng, raised the corners of her lips and said, "In short, you are half-hearted, and it is a fact that you have failed Senior Sister. Prepare to accept revenge from Xiangzhi Villa."

Xie Xiaofeng looked at Jiang Yue, feeling suddenly cold for some reason.

"The marriage contract between you and me, I will ask my master to decide." After finishing speaking, Murong Qiudi plucked the strings of the qin, and let Xie Xiaofeng knock down the rockery directly.

Murong Qiudi glanced at Xie Xiaofeng lying on the ground, snorted coldly, then turned and left.

Xie Xiaofeng was lying on the ground in disgrace, and couldn't help thinking, is this the geese falling on the sand?

Without waiting for Xie Xiaofeng to continue thinking, Jiang Yue drew out his Qinzhongjian. The snow-white sword body looked crystal clear under the moonlight, exuding a faint chill. He looked at Xie Xiaofeng who had stood up and said: "I heard you You learned swordsmanship at the age of five, learned sword manuals at the age of six, and defeated the number one swordsman of the Huashan School at the age of ten. Everyone praises you as the number one swordsman in the world in the future. Let me see today if you are worthy of your name. "

Xie Xiaofeng looked at the sword held in the young man's hand and without hesitation drew out the saber at his waist.

Jiang Yue's sword is very fast, there are no fancy moves, only the simplest stabs and picks.Jiang Yue learned swordsmanship from Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng. Under the guidance of these two masters of swordsmanship, even if Jiang Yue is not a swordsman born for the sword, his swordsmanship is absolutely extraordinary.

Xie Xiaofeng had a hard time coping. Jiang Yue's swordsmanship was very simple. It was because of this simplicity that he was surprised that this swordsmanship was actually passed down from Ximen Chuuxue.

Jiang Yue dropped the sword in Xie Xiaofeng's hand and stopped fighting. Jiang Yue stood on the rockery, looked down at Xie Xiaofeng from a high position, caressed the long sword in his hand and said: "My swordsmanship is made by Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Yingchang was taught by the elders, they said, I was not born for swordsmanship, so I want to know why Master Xie San, who is called the next best swordsman in the world, can't beat me, even his own sword I can't even hold it steady."

Xie Xiaofeng looked at the saber lying on the ground, his face turned blue and then white, he looked at the face that he usually thought was lively and cute, and suddenly felt malicious.

Seeing this, Jiang Yue snorted, and then gently fell into Hua Wuque's arms. He looked at Xie Xiaofeng and said, "In the next month, the disciples of Xiangzhi Villa will ask you for advice one by one. Of course, you can also Choose to come together.”

After finishing speaking, Jiang Yue patted Hua Wuque's face, and said, "Wuque, let's go."

Hua Wuque hugged Jiang Yue, with a helpless expression on his face: "Brother, when you go back, you must listen to Uncle Yan carefully, he is doing it for your own good."

"But my martial arts are so powerful that I can't even defeat the next number one swordsman in the world." Jiang Yue argued.

"But you have never learned how to flatten the sand and drop the geese." Hua Wuque said in a small voice.

In the next month, Xie Xiaofeng first met Yang Shuying and his husband Yuan Suiyun.

When Yang Shuying appeared in front of him with Qing Yuliu in his arms, Xie Xiaofeng marveled that there is such a fairy-like person in this world.

Seeing Xie Xiaofeng, Yuan Suiyun narrowed his eyes slightly, let go of the Gu butterfly hidden in his sleeve, and let the Gu butterfly sprinkle phosphorous powder on Xie Xiaofeng's body. These phosphorous powders are not fatal, but will only make people feel strange after half an hour. Itchy.

Yang Shuying silently looked at Xie Xiaofeng in front of her, and said, "I am Murong Qiudi's master, so let's end your marriage with Murong Qiudi."

Xie Xiaofeng naturally had no objection, after all he didn't really want to marry Murong Qiudi.

After Yang Shuying finished speaking, she still felt that Xie Xiaofeng couldn't be so cheap, but he couldn't do anything with the younger generation.

The next moment, Yuan Suiyun held Yang Shuying's hand, and said softly: "Let the junior solve the matter of the junior."

Yang Shuying nodded, then took Yuan Suiyun's hand back and followed Yuan Suiyun away.

Just when Xie Xiaofeng thought Yuan Suiyun was considerate and asked him and Murong Qiudi to settle the matter privately, he waited for Di Feijing and Dongfang Changqing to come and was beaten by Shuang Mowen.

Xie Xiaofeng, who drew his sword out of its sheath, felt that his body was no longer his own, and his body was so itchy that it exploded. The final result was that Xie Xiaofeng was shocked by Di Fei and Dongfang Changqing Pingsha fell into the stinky ditch.

When Xie Xiaofeng finally crawled out of the stinking ditch with a stench all over his body, he met Lian Chengbi and Xiao Shishilang again in the inn.

Lian Chengbi sat at the table and looked at Xie Xiaofeng quietly. Xie Xiaofeng looked at Lian Chengbi's snow-like white clothes, and then compared himself. For some reason, he felt a sense of inferiority.

"The third young master of Shenjian Villa, Xie Xiaofeng." Lian Chengbi said softly after drinking the last sip of tea.

His expression was calm, but his movements were extremely fast. Before Xie Xiaofeng could react, Pingsha Luoyan was already ringing in his hands.

"Xiangzhi Villa has a song of falling geese on the flat sand, which is the untold secret of Xiangzhi Villa, and third young master Xie, please experience it carefully." After speaking, Lian Chengbi used the sound of the piano to control Xie Xiaofeng to perform rolling in front of everyone.

Seeing this, Xiao Shishilang couldn't help feeling a little lingering, and then took Lian Chengbi's hand and said, "It's a good thing you didn't treat me like this."

Lian Chengbi glanced at Xiao Shishilang lightly, and then said, "Be good."

Hearing the words, Xiao Shishilang approached Lian Chengbi lightly, and said, "Tonight, I will make you feel comfortable."

The sound of the piano in Lian Chengbi's hand stopped, and Xie Xiaofeng fell to the ground.

After Lian Chengbi and Xiao Shishilang left, Xie Xiaofeng finally returned to his room and changed into a clean room.

When he came out from behind the screen after taking a bath, he saw a man in white sitting at the table with a sword in his hand.

After Gong Jiu heard Xie Xiaofeng's voice, he turned his head to look at Xie Xiaofeng, and said, "I'm Xia Gong Jiu, and I'm here to ask the next number one swordsman in the world for his swordsmanship."

Gong Jiu uses a sword, and his sword skills can even be on par with Ximen Chuuxue.

Therefore, Xie Xiaofeng was hanged and beaten without a doubt, and he lost faster and more neatly than Jiang Yue that time.

Gong Jiu looked at Xie Xiaofeng who was lying on the ground and said, "That's all."

After the words fell, a person jumped out of the window, and he covered Zhe Gongjiu's eyes with his hand: "Mingyue actually watched him for so long."

"I'm venting my anger for Xiao Di'er." Gong Jiu said, and then left the room with Su Mengzhen.

Xie Xiaofeng who was lying on the ground naturally recognized Su Mengzhen, and the man who was fighting him just now was Prince Taiping.

When Xie Xiaofeng decided to go back to Shenjian Villa, he met Gu Xichao and Fang Yingkan. Fang Yingkan looked at Xie Xiaofeng with malicious eyes, then smiled and said, "I heard that Third Young Master Xie loves beauties very much. How about Xie Third Young Master to be this beauty himself."

After the words were finished, Gu Xichao and Fang Yingkan took turns talking about Xie Xiaofeng in Pingsha, and asked Xie Xiaofeng to pretend to be a woman and walk around the busy city, and even took off all the clothes on his upper body in front of everyone.

When the crowd dissipated, Xie Xiaofeng sat down on the ground exhaustedly. He never thought that after provoking Murong Qiudi, he would suffer so much revenge. , Xie Xiaofeng couldn't help hating Murong Qiudi extremely.

The sky gradually darkened, and the rain also fell. An umbrella covered Xie Xiaofeng from the rain. When Xie Xiaofeng looked up, he saw a benevolent face like a monk.

Yang Yunsheng is the son of Wu Hua and Situ Jing. He looks like a pretty girl, and his expression is often compassionate like a god or Buddha, as if if you need anything, just ask him.

However, Yang Feiyu, who was traveling with Yang Yunsheng, couldn't get used to Yang Yunsheng's appearance the most, hypocrisy!

"Are you the third young master of Shenjian Villa?" Yang Yunsheng asked.

Xie Xiaofeng immediately became vigilant when he heard the words: "What do you want to do?"

Yang Feiyu, who was standing on the side, spoke, and said, "We don't do anything, but teach you a lesson for Senior Sister."

Next, Xie Xiaofeng will never forget that he ran in the rain and admitted that he was a scumbag.

Yang Feiyu looked at the collapsed Xie Xiaofeng while holding an umbrella, and said, "That's the end."

"Amitabha, monks must be compassionate." Yang Yunsheng said with a smile.

Yang Feiyu glanced at Yang Yunsheng: "Pretend to be a monk and recite some fake scriptures."

After finishing speaking, Yang Feiyu turned and left. Yang Yunsheng was behind Yang Feiyu but smiled and said nothing.