The soft grass was already wet with dew, and the night was getting deeper.
Huo Tianqing slowly walked through the courtyard. The lights of the small building in the distance covered his pale and haggard face. He looked lonely and tired. But the thin lips were slightly raised, and the smile seemed to be mocking, but also seemed to be filled with indescribable pride.
No matter who it is, they should be very proud of having plotted against Dugu Yihe, the head of the Emei Sect.
Huo Tianqing is no exception,
Although he did not see the outcome of this battle, he could already predict that Dugu Yihe would die.
No one can beat Ximen Chuixue with only five powers.
And Ximen Chuixue's sword is often not merciful.
Huo Tianqing was very satisfied.
He is the son of the martial arts genius Tian Qin Lao Lao who was born at the age of seventy-seven. As soon as he was born, he became the younger brother of the famous Shang Shan Er Lao, the uncle of the Guanzhong hero Shan Xi Yan, and the sole heir of the Tian Qin Sect.
His martial arts skills are very high. He wants to start his own career and do something grand, and he doesn't want to live in the shadow of Old Man Tianqin all his life.
After this thing is completed, he will definitely become famous all over the world.
fluttering~
A homing pigeon flew into the courtyard.
The cyan figure swept over, tapped the rockery with his toes, and swayed upwards. In an instant, he had risen three to four feet. He reached out and grabbed it from a distance, and the carrier pigeon fluttered into the palm of his hand.
Huo Tianqing fell to the ground lightly, took off the short note tied from the pigeon's leg, and suddenly showed a smile.
There was an indescribable warmth in this smile, as if a wanderer had returned to his hometown, and as if a lover who had been separated from each other had seen his lover.
Huo Tianqing raised his hands and jumped into the air. His Qinggong is also top-notch, and he exudes a wild aura, like an eagle flying across the sky, the scenery passing by quickly.
…
…………
Lu Xiaofeng just met the "Four Beauties of Emei", four very beautiful and lovely girls. And he has always been a very romantic man, but this time he had no interest in talking about women at all.
Because the "Four Shows of Emei" had told him a terrible news, Dugu Yihe had also arrived at Zhuguang Baoqi Pavilion.
Although he was not very familiar with Dugu Yihe, he had seen Dugu Yihe's swordsmanship and internal skills more than once. Although he had never used his full strength, it was already extremely amazing.
Ximen Chuixue would never miss out on such a master.
But Dugu Yihe has sharp swordsmanship and strict defense. Ximen Chuixue is probably no match for him.
Now, he only hopes that Ximen Chuixue will not meet Dugu Yihe, otherwise Ximen Chuixue will draw his own blood this time.
Lu Xiaofeng spread out her body skills, and the people flew towards the Jewelry Pavilion like a flying phoenix.
Fortunately, he no longer had to worry. After passing through a dense forest, Lu Xiaofeng saw Ximen Chuixue in a tavern next to the road.
It was said to be a tavern, but in fact it was just a small wooden house with windows on all sides, selling some simple wine and food to passing customers.
When Ximen Chuixue found this place, the owner was almost asleep, but who could refuse a one hundred tael silver note?
The splendor and wealth of Wanmei Villa is definitely not inferior to that of Jiangnan Huajia. Ximen Chuixue has never been short of money.
Ximen Chuixue just sat casually in front of a table. On the table were a plate of green vegetables, a stack of boiled tofu, two boiled eggs, and a bowl of plain noodles. He doesn't drink alcohol or eat anything too greasy.
People who only pursue swords are inherently lonely and cannot enjoy it.
The dark sword was placed next to him, very close to his hand. He could draw the sword at any time and kill at any time.
Lu Xiaofeng smiled.
Ximen Chuixue was his friend, and he had invited him out of the villa. Naturally, he didn't want to see the other person encounter any mishaps, otherwise he might feel guilty for the rest of his life.
"I'm not dead." Ximen Chuixue seemed to have expected Lu Xiaofeng's arrival, and seemed to have already known what he was going to say: "After thirty moves, Dugu Yihe's sword suddenly became chaotic. A master like him would have been extremely talented. Mistakes like this don’t happen.”
Lu Xiaofeng stopped laughing and said, "So he is dead?"
He knew that Ximen Chuixue's sword would never show mercy or show mercy.
Ximen Chuixue said coldly: "Someone saved him."
Lu Xiaofeng said in surprise: "Who can save people from Ximen Chuixue?"
Ximen Chuixue paused for a moment and said word by word: "Jade, Lian, City!"
Lu Xiaofeng said: "It is indeed him!"
…
…………
A villa is built deep in the mountain forest and is obscured by dense woods. From a distance, only the courtyard wall or a corner of the roof can be seen.
A figure tapped on the branch and floated into the yard.
Huo Tianqing looked at a brightly lit room in the courtyard, and an indescribable warmth suddenly emerged in his heart.
"Brother Huo, please come in." A clear voice came from the room. Huo Tianqing's figure suddenly froze, and his original calm expression was swept away. The clouds were full, as if thunder and anger could burst out at any time.
A husband who returns home from a long trip and suddenly hears other men's voices at home will probably have this look on his face.
He quickly stepped forward, pushed open the door, and saw Yu Liancheng dressed in black with the "Love Sword" beside him.
In addition to him, the two sisters Shangguan Feiyan and Shangguan Xueer were also in the room. One is beating his back, and the other is squeezing his legs, just like a maid.
"Brother Huo, please sit down." Yu Liancheng waved his hand. Going to two games in a row tonight is not an easy task.
Huo Tianqing did not sit down, as if he did not hear anything, he just stared at Shangguan Feiyan with his sharp eyes like an eagle.
Shangguan Feiyan is beating Yu Liancheng's back with her pink fist. There is a sweet smile on her delicate cheeks. Her beautiful eyes are completely staring at Yu Liancheng, full of girlish admiration and worship, as if she can beat him on the back. , is something worthy of honor and praise.
As for everything in the outside world, it is not worth taking seriously.
Including Huo Tianqing.
Huo Tianqing's expression gradually became complicated.
Admiration, resentment, jealousy, madness...all mixed together, to name a few.
Yu Liancheng raised his head and glanced at him, and said calmly: "Brother Huo, I heard that you are the manager of the Zhuguangbaoqi Pavilion?" This sentence contained real power. The voice was not loud, but it echoed throughout the room.
Huo Tianqing finally set his sights on Yu Liancheng and said coldly: "Not bad."
Yuliancheng said: "The owner of Zhuguang Baoqi Pavilion, Yan Tieshan, has died, so this part of the property falls into your hands."
Huo Tianqing said coldly: "Not bad."
Yulian Chengdao: "As far as I know, Yan Tieshan's original name is Yan Liben, and he is an important minister of the Great Jinpeng Dynasty, and his property was originally the wealth of the Jinpeng Dynasty's treasury, used for revival."
Huo Tianqing said: "Not bad."
Yu Liancheng pointed at Shangguan Feiyan and Shangguan Xueer and said, "All the direct descendants of the Jinpeng Dynasty are almost dead. Now only these two sisters are left. Shouldn't you return it to the original owner now?"
…
