Only then did Chu Feng notice that he was still holding a broom in his hand. He was so anxious to turn into a white ape to save people that he forgot to change the props. This was all because he had opened his vest too much. I have to think of a way to get through it.
At this time, Ah Qing walked down the steps step by step, with a look of joy on her face, but a deep suspicion in her eyes. She was a naturally extremely smart person, otherwise she would not have made such rapid progress in the way of swordsmanship.
Chu Feng's mind was racing, and he quickly thought of a good idea.
Due to the fierce fight between Ah Qing and Song Que, the entire square turned into ruins, with obstacles and broken walls everywhere. Chu Feng took a few steps and passed one of them easily, but his figure was blocked. When he reappeared, there were four people behind him. From left to right, the first one looked sharp and domineering, holding a long sword, and had a strong aura. The second one had a slender face, with three strands of beard, and a light robe. , swinging a folding fan in his right hand, the third one has a free and easy temperament, looks like a prodigal, holding a broken sword in his hand, the fourth one has white beard and hair, slovenly, dressed as a Taoist priest, holding an iron rod boredly.
These four people, namely Zuo Lengchan, Yue Buqun, Linghu Chong, and Zhang Sanfeng, were all vests, or trumpets, that Chu Feng had opened before. The reason why they could appear at the same time was very simple. Chu Feng used his external avatar and Shapeshifting.
Seeing this scene, the suspicion in Ah Qing's eyes dissipated, and he quickly came to Chu Feng, with tears shining in his eyes.
"Master, you are finally willing to come see me."
Chu Feng, who looked like a white ape, threw down the broom and nodded numbly.
Ah Qing looked Chu Feng up and down, thinking about every detail of the past, he could no longer suppress the joy in his heart, and hugged him.
"master!"
In the distance, the brother and sister Song Shidao and Song Yuzhi, who were so frightened that they stayed on the spot, were messed up in the wind, staring as if they were possessed by an evil spirit. The ruthless, iceberg-like sword master A Qing was actually holding a white ape. After a few breaths, he came back to his senses and realized that his father was still lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead. The two of them quickly ran towards the ruins in the distance.
Ah Qing is so skilled that she can clearly hear a feather falling on the ground within a hundred steps. When she heard the sound, she immediately turned her head and said coldly: "How dare you let me go once?" Come again, no one of you can leave today!"
Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Two sharp swords flew up from the ruins, making a sound of breaking through the air, and flew past quickly.
Song Shidao and Song Yuzhi were stunned with fear, and the fear in their eyes was clear.
Suddenly, with a hiss, the two sharp swords that were moving forward were hit by a gray air out of thin air and turned into pieces.
Ah Qing stiffened, half let go of Chu Feng, and raised his head, with confusion in his eyes.
Chu Feng didn't say anything, and looked at Ah Qing quietly, with mixed feelings in his heart. This girl, who had been lonely and suffered a lot since childhood, had to teach her silently to moisten things, and the hardness in her heart was melted, and then she made a decisive decision. The departure and the continuous killings made her full of disregard for life. It was said that it was all caused by herself.
"If the master doesn't let me kill him, I won't kill him."
Ah Qing hugged Chu Feng again, his two slender arms hugging him tightly, and his soft body seemed to blend into Chu Feng's body.
Song Shidao and Song Yuzhi, brothers and sisters, quickly flew to the ruins, picked up Song Que, and fled away quickly.
The four incarnations of Zuo Lengchan, Yue Buqun, Linghu Chong, and Zhang Sanfeng, under the control of Chu Feng, quickly left, and after a ruins seven or eight hundred steps away, they turned into four paper figures and spontaneously ignited in the air.
At the scene, amid the boundless ruins, an earthy breeze was blowing, and the yellow sunlight was shining. A girl in blue and a snow-white ape were holding each other in their arms. The picture was warm and beautiful.
After a long time, Chu Feng, who was a little tired of being hugged, reached out and tried to push the girl in his arms, but it had the opposite effect, and the pair of jade arms hugged her tighter.
"Master, hold me for a little longer."
Ah Qing's crisp voice was full of attachment.
Chu Feng half-raised his head and looked at the sky, filled with helplessness. He, a cheap disciple, seemed to have some Electra feelings due to lack of love when he was a child. Fortunately, I am an ape on the surface, otherwise I would have to stage a teacher-student love affair that would move the world.
After a long time, it was getting late. The sun was setting in the west, and the afterglow fell down, covering Chu Feng and A Qing in golden coats.
"Master, please don't leave. I will take good care of you."
Ah Qing said quietly.
Chu Feng pushed Ah Qing away with all his strength, looked at those big eyes flashing with tears, shook his head, then turned around and walked away.
A Qing looked at Chu Feng's back. His pretty face, which was originally full of hope, turned into deep disappointment. His fists were clenched tightly, his delicate white fingers showing a deep white color, and the aura around him changed from gentle to violent. gas.
"If you take one more step, I will kill all the martial arts practitioners here."
Chu Feng froze for a moment. This little girl knew exactly what she said. She walked on her own. It was impossible for her to go on a killing spree. There were not many people in the world who could stop her. When the blood flows like a river, you will be guilty of a great crime.
Seeing Chu Feng stop, Ah Qing took a few steps forward, his anger dissipated, his eyes filled with joy.
"Master, you promised!"
When things got to this point, it was necessary to show off. Chu Feng closed his eyes for a while, then opened them again. The moment he turned around, all the white hair on his body disappeared, and there was a man in Taoist robes, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, fresh and handsome, and a straight nose. Lips, a handsome young Taoist priest appeared.
"It's you"
Ah Qing's memory suddenly returned to a few months ago, when she was passing through a bamboo forest while herding sheep and met a young Taoist priest who looked about the same age as her. He threatened to accept her as his disciple, scaring her so much that she ran away.
"It is Pindao. Pindao transformed into a white ape and enlightened you. The purpose is for you to spread Pindao's swordsmanship to the world. You have done well. Now, the Changsheng Sect and the Five Mountains Sword Sect have become sects that the world looks up to. Countless People are eager to join.”
Chu Feng smiled with appreciation in his tone.
"I see"
A Qingjuan's beautiful face showed a complex expression.
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Three months later, in the Wuyue Sword Sect's Wuji Hall, Ah Qing, who was dressed in plain green robes and looked unparalleled in beauty, sat at the top of the high seat with a majestic expression. Chu Feng, who had white beard and hair and a wrinkled face, sat quietly aside.
Outside the hall, the sound of roll call kept coming.
"Li Clan, Li Jiancheng, Li Shimin, Li Yuanji, and Li Xiuning, all seek to become the disciples of the Sword Master."
"The owner of Pegasus Ranch, Shang Xiuxun, seeks to become a disciple of the Sword Master."
"Shen Luoyan, begging to be admitted to the Sword Master's sect."
"Dong Shuni, the niece of Wang Shichong who was left behind in Jiangdu, asked to become a disciple of the Sword Master."
"Shang Xiufang, I beg to become a disciple of the Sword Master."
"Li Jing, I beg to become a disciple of the Sword Master."
"Qin Qiong, I beg to become a disciple of the Sword Master."
"The eldest grandson Wuji, the eldest grandson Wugao, begged to become a disciple of the Sword Master."
"Wei Zheng, I beg to become a disciple of the Sword Master."
"Cheng Yaojin, he begged to become a disciple of the Sword Master"
"Li Chunfeng, I beg to become a disciple of the Sword Master."
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"In the Western Regions, Ba Fenghan asked to be worshiped by Zuo Lengchan, the master of Songshan Hall."
"Wanwan of the Yinkui sect asked to become a disciple of Taoist Sanfeng."
After hearing the last two words, Ah Qing's beautiful eyes turned and looked at Chu Feng with an unspeakable meaning. In the past three months, she had been facing each other day and night, and she had almost guessed what happened.
"Ahem..."
Chu Feng coughed lightly and covered it up.
"Master, we should go out"
Ah Qing stood up, walked over, stretched out his hand as soft as jade, pulled Chu Feng up, and the two walked out side by side.
Unexpectedly, as soon as they arrived at the entrance of the main hall, they saw two girls in ragged clothes and covered in blood, galloping towards them. They were not Song Yuzhi from the Song Dynasty or Cihang Jingzhai's Shifei Xuan.
