Moonlight and wind

"Wow! He's really amazing!" The little girl in the second in command's arms broke free from her hand and leaned forward, "Was that snowflakes just now?" The girl ran to Yiyanhui and asked curiously. "You don't know this?" Yiyanhui was very proud, "This is the eldest young master of the Snow Shadow Hall, the first sect in Wu Country, Shan Zimo, Young Master Shan! That move just now is one of the core martial arts of the Snowfall Sword Technique, flying snow all over the sky!" Speaking of martial arts, Yiyanhui talked endlessly like pouring beans.

"This flying snow is because Young Master Shan is extremely fast and agile, and with the Frost Snow Dragon Roar Knife's aura, when he swings it, the knife light is like snowflakes flying all over the sky. But if you look closely and break it down, you will find that this knife method is continuous slashing, and few people can withstand such a fast and fierce attack!" "No!" Shan Zimo stopped his actions, holding the Dragon Roar Knife, and looked at them helplessly, "Are you going to break my moves on the spot and let them deal with me?"

"No! Young Master Shan, please don't misunderstand me!" Yi Kehui waved his hands quickly, "It's just that I was mesmerized by Young Master Shan's swordsmanship for a moment, and I unconsciously started to dismantle it! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

Looking at the bandits lying on the ground, Shan Zimo looked at the second in command not far away and said, "Should we eradicate them completely or spare their lives?" "Drive them out of Langxiu Village!" "The second in command really has a kind heart. They all wanted to kill you, but you spared their lives." Shan Zimo looked at the woman in front of him with interest. Although she was not very powerful, she was indeed kind.

"Leaving them in Langxiu Village was just the wishful thinking of the boss and I. Today I understand that some people need freedom! My small place can't accommodate them!" "Get out of here!" Shan Zimo's face suddenly became fierce, and he roared at the bandits on the ground. The bandits on the ground crawled out of Langxiu Village.

The civil war in Langxiu Village has come to an end!

The bandits who resisted the rebellion in Langxiu Village supported each other to stand up, and everyone dispersed to the thatched cottage in the village to heal their wounds. "After this disaster, it will take a long time for your village to recover!" Yiyanhui looked at the injured bandits who were slowly leaving and sighed softly. "No matter what, at least this village is defended!" Shan Zimo threw the Frost Snow Dragon Chant Knife to Shan Boyu, who caught it, took the scabbard back from Yiyanhui's hand, closed the knife, put it back into the weapon bag, and held his hands in front of his chest, seeming to be still angry.

"Thank you for saving me, Master Shan. I will return all your things to you!" The second in command saluted with his fists. "What's your name?" Shan Zimo walked over to the little girl and touched her head. Seeing her reminded Shan Zijing. Although Shan Zijing was younger, she was just as smart and cute. "My name is Xiaoqing!" The girl smiled and responded. "Xiaoqing, that really fits your personality!" Shan Zimo turned to the second in command, "What about you?" "She is the second in command here, and also my sister, Yunyao!"

"Yun Yao? He has some chivalrous spirit!" He nodded at a glance, "It's just that the second in command's fighting power is a little lacking!" "Why don't you heroes take a rest in Langxiu Village for a while. It won't be too late to set off after I entertain you all." "Since the second in command has spoken, let's take a rest. I didn't sleep well last night!" Shan Zimo said as he stretched.

Under Yun Yao's arrangement, Shan Zimo and his party settled down in Langxiu Village and each found a bed to sleep. Shan Zimo was not sleepy at this time, and strolled around in Langxiu Village. He came to the Juyi Hall, where the second in command Yun Yao was sitting in the hall, listening to the people in the village report the situation. He glanced outside and saw Shan Zimo peeking outside, so he waved and called him in.

Shan Zimo looked around and touched things like he was visiting a tourist attraction. "You know what, your village is really good! It would be great to have a film and television base!" Shan Zimo sat on a chair in the hall with a smile. "Yun Yao didn't understand what the young master meant. What is a film and television base?" "It's not important! Why didn't you see the head of your village?" "The head went out and won't be back for some time." "It's a pity that I can't see him!" Shan Zimo lay back, "I really want to see what this mountain king looks like." As he spoke, many images of mountain kings emerged in Shan Zimo's mind.

"Boss, Ying Yang is extremely brave and a loyal hero. Although we have set up camp on Mount Langxiu, we have never bullied the people." "Ying Yang?" Shan Zimo repeated softly, "Then why don't you form a gang? Isn't it better than being a bandit?" "We have thought about it, but..." Yun Yao hesitated and glanced at Shan Zimo. "What? Is there something wrong?" Shan Zimo saw Yun Yao looking at him like this.

"The first boss did go to Xueying Hall to challenge, but he couldn't pass the third mountain gate. He didn't have the qualifications to establish a gang, so he could only set up a village." "Ah, this..." Shan Zimo suddenly felt a little embarrassed. "What kind of swordsmanship does the second boss use?" Shan Zimo quickly changed the subject. "He doesn't have a special master. He just likes it. He found some martial arts secrets and studied it himself." "Oh, self-taught!" Shan Zimo looked at Yun Yao with interest, "But the second boss's internal strength and martial arts don't seem to match well." Although Shan Zimo didn't quite understand the reason, after watching Yun Yao's fight, he did have a lot of problems.

"Young Master Shan is truly a martial arts genius, admirable!" Yun Yao bowed. "If Second Master doesn't mind, let me take your pulse." Shan Zimo didn't know how to do it, but he was very curious about how he could sense the inner strength of Qu Xuanyue at the first sight, so he also wanted to try it himself and find someone with inner strength to take his pulse. Now he had the chance.

"Thank you, young master!" Yun Yao generously extended her wrist and placed it on the table. Shan Zimo came to the chair on the other side of the table and sat down. He put one hand on Yun Yao's wrist, with a serious expression, like an old Chinese doctor, and nodded frequently. "Did the young master find out anything?" Yun Yao asked curiously. "Indeed!" Shan Zimo actually didn't know anything, but he couldn't say it, so he had to pretend to know a lot.

"What's wrong? Is the young master's hand stuck?" Shan Boyu stood outside the hall door, looking at the two of them. Hearing Shan Boyu's words, Yun Yao quickly pulled back her hand, feeling embarrassed. Shan Zimo looked at him speechlessly with an expression that asked him to mind his own business. "What? Did you wake up so soon?" "I'm asking for them," Shan Boyu was still angry, "Does the young master plan to stay here tonight?"

"Look at the way you look like a little nagging woman!" Shan Zimo stood up and walked to Shan Boyu, holding his shoulders, "How long do you plan to be angry?" "Do you know how fast that little girl can drive the carriage? My legs are so thin!"