Zongwu: Yue Lao System, grab Huang Rong

Sun Xiuqing looked at Ximen Chuxue's figure with mixed feelings.

Before she met Li Yu, she had already fallen in love with the man in front of her. Although her feelings were not deep, it was an undeniable fact.

However, when they met again, she had already become Li Yu's woman.

Love has not disappeared, it has just shifted.

And it's getting deeper and deeper.

She did not regret her original decision, because she knew very well how powerful the man was now. He gave her strength and happiness. So, what was there for her to be dissatisfied with?

But when she saw Ximen Chuxue again, the man who was her first love, Sun Xiuqing couldn't help feeling a little dazed and emotional.

I have to say that Ximen Chuxue and Ye Gucheng look very good, and they are world-famous swordsmen. With two swords in hand, I wonder how many girls' hearts they have won.

"The Sword God of the Great Ming, the Sword Saint, truly lives up to his reputation. Even my father at the height of his power couldn't compare to him. If we could get his help, the Four Friends of Plum Manor wouldn't have to worry about us anymore."

Ren Yingying sighed softly. Although there was sadness in her words, her voice was soft and gentle, delicate and soft, which made people feel intoxicated and their bones lighter.

"Aunt is right. Although the Four Friends of Plum Manor are masters, in the eyes of these two, it's just a matter of four swords, not worth mentioning."

Mr. Green Bamboo is already in his seventies or eighties. He is a little hunched over, with sparse hair on his head. He has big hands and feet, but he looks very energetic.

Qi bowed respectfully at this moment, "It's a pity that my nephew is already old and has no confidence in defeating these four. If there is any obstacle, I must be on guard against the four friends of Plum Manor who might become desperate and harm Master Ren."

Liu's face was filled with shame as he spoke.

Ren Yingying comforted him, "When you're unsure, it's better to be still than to move. My nephew Zhu is already old, but he still accompanies me everywhere. It must be hard on you."

"Aunt, you're too kind." Green Bamboo Old Man changed the subject: "I wonder if Aunt has made her decision yet?"

Si Renyingying shook her head, her voice a little tired: "Ximen Chuxue is cold-faced and cold-hearted, cold and ruthless. If there is no condition that makes him move his heart, I am afraid he will not agree."

"What about Ye Gucheng?" Green Bamboo Old Man asked again.

"Although Ye Gucheng doesn't look as unkind as Ximen Chuxue, I can see that he has a certain arrogance in him that's even greater than Ximen Chuxue's."

"His eyes were arrogant and condescending, as if he were the only king and everyone else was just his subjects."

Ren Yingying whispered softly, "Let me ask you, would a king pay attention to the request of a commoner?"

Green Bamboo Old Man frowned, then shook his head.

The reason they came here was to see the Sword God and Sword Saint in person. If there was a chance, they would ask them to help rescue Ren Woxing at Plum Manor in West Lake.

The four friends of Meizhuang were not weak in martial arts, but they were not afraid of them when Luzhu Weng and Xiang Wentian, who had already found out the place of imprisonment, joined forces.

But it is impossible to achieve victory with a crushing victory.

Once someone is pushed into a corner, he or she is likely to perish along with him or her.

Only then did Ren Yingying dare not act rashly.

Of course, if the group of vicious monsters behind her were willing to help, it would not be difficult to rescue Ren Woxing.

Unfortunately, this is just a delusion.

They were originally followers of the Sun and Moon Sect, and the reason they obeyed Ren Yingying was because they respected her identity as the "Saint Lady".

They don't have the courage to go against Dongfang Bubai.

Maybe he would turn against her on the spot, tie up Ren Yingying, and send her to Black Wood Cliff to be dealt with by Dongfang Bubai.

Although Ren Yingying has been very kind to them over the years, compared with their own lives, how many of them would care that much?

What's more, these people are not good people to begin with. How can we expect them to repay our gratitude with their death?

Green Bamboo Old Man's eyes suddenly drifted to Li Yu who unexpectedly appeared here: "Then this person..."

Ren Yingying naturally recognized Li Yu. After hearing this, she fell silent for a moment and said, "His strength is definitely enough, but there are many difficulties involved. First of all, we have to see if he can overcome the difficulties at hand."

Green Bamboo Elder said with certainty, "He knows full well that the world is eyeing him covetously, yet he still dares to appear here so brazenly. He must be fearless."

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"I think so." There was a hint of anticipation in Ren Yingying's bright eyes behind the white veil.

Li Yu's arrival was indeed beyond their expectations, and it also gave them a glimmer of hope.

the other side.

Shui Sheng looked at Ximen Chuxue and Ye Gucheng with envy, and said absentmindedly, "Cousin, if we could become swordsmen like them, we would definitely be able to help more people."

The girl's voice was clear and crisp, and she was simple-minded and did not hide her yearning at all.

From childhood to adulthood, she had never left Jingzhou Prefecture. She believed that her father and three uncles were the best masters in the world, and she was also proud of herself for having earned the reputation of "The Twin Heroes of Bell and Sword".

It was not until today that she realized that she was only looking at the world from a narrow perspective.

Whether it is Ximen Chuxue or Ye Gucheng, in her eyes, they are as powerful as gods and demons!

Even though she was dozens of feet away from them and was not overwhelmed by their aura, she still felt a strong sense of oppression that almost suffocated her and made her dare not move.

It seemed that as soon as she moved, a sharp sword would chop down on her.

Shui Sheng then realized that her father's warning was not just a humble remark.

His master's strength is really nothing in front of such a master.

When the "Falling Flowers and Flowing Water" in front heard this, they looked at each other in silence, thinking it was just the naive words of a young girl.

Reach the level of Ximen Chuxue and Ye Gucheng?

Just think about it in your dreams.

Anyway, it's impossible for them in this lifetime.

And Shui Sheng... with her talent and qualifications, if she can become a master in this life, she can burn incense and worship Buddha and thank the Bodhisattva for his blessings.

I really don't dare to ask for too much.

Wang Xiaofeng said nothing when he heard this, staring at Ximen Chuxue and Ye Gucheng with jealousy in his eyes.

⑻ Ye Gucheng was thirty years old, only four or five years older than him, but he was already a famous swordsman in the Ming Dynasty, a first-class master in the martial arts world at the level of a grandmaster, and much stronger than him, a third-rate guy in the innate realm.

Wu... Asking for flowers...

㈦Ximen Chuxue is even more outrageous. He is one or two years younger than him, but he can already compete with Ye Gucheng.

How would he feel as he had been trapped in the southern part of Jingzhou Prefecture, flaunting his power by taking advantage of the name "Falling Flowers and Flowing Water" without realizing it?

㈥It was as if a beautiful dream was punctured, and the cruelty of reality made Wang Xiaofeng feel a sharp pain.

Especially when Shan heard Shui Sheng's words full of admiration and envy, the flames of jealousy in his heart were aroused.

㈣But he didn't dare to get angry.

Si Shuisheng's father Shui Dai is not only one of the "Falling Flowers and Flowing Water", but also his master. He currently has to rely on others for his livelihood, so how dare he have any temper with Shui Sheng?

The child had no choice but to pretend not to hear and ignore it.

Shui Sheng was concentrating on watching the increasingly tense battlefield and did not notice anything unusual about him.

"Senior Sister, their sword energy is so strong, they look so powerful, can you defeat them?"

Fu Tianxiang patted Fu Tianjiao's shoulders excitedly. She was so excited that she could hardly control herself when she encountered such a high-quality sword fight right after coming down the mountain.

"I became a Grandmaster last month, so Master agreed to let us go down the mountain. Both of them are one level higher than me, so the chances of winning are slim."

Fu Tianjiao said calmly, "A great reputation is always a good thing. It seems that hearsay may not be untrue. I believe this battle will be very exciting and it will be worth our trip here."

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"Senior Sister is no match for me..."

Fu Tianxiang looked at the young Ximen Chuixue and murmured, "No wonder Master always warns us that there are always people better than us and we must never be arrogant or conceited. There really is no shortage of geniuses in this world."

"Genius..." Fu Tianjiao turned her head and looked towards where Li Yu was. "That person gives me a more dangerous feeling."

Fu Tianxiang followed her gaze and her eyes widened. "Him? No way, he looks the same age as me, how could he be more powerful than these two swordsmen? Besides, we are so far away, how do you know if he is strong or not, Senior Sister?"

"It's just a hunch, and..."

Fu Tianjiao glanced around and lowered her voice, "Didn't you notice that many people wanted to deal with him? It seems like they wanted to steal something. So many people had to unite to take action, which shows that this person is definitely not simple."

After hearing what she said, Fu Tianxiang also noticed the abnormality around her. She roughly calculated the number of people and couldn't help but shudder.

With so many people surrounding her, if she rushed towards her, she would be dead for sure.

Just thinking about it makes people shudder.

Turning around and seeing Li Jiuyu with a calm face, Fu Sitianxiang wrinkled her nose excitedly: "It seems that there will be more than one good show to watch today."

Futian smiled but said nothing.

Not only them, but also Liu Jin, Jin Jiuling, Shangguan Haitang, Duan Tianya, Lu Xiaofeng, Hua... Oh, Hua Manlou can't see, he can only hear with his ears.

At this moment, everyone was paying attention to the two swordsmen whose momentum was rising.

In a corner where no one was paying attention, a middle-aged man with simple clothes but handsome face stood in the crowd and slowly raised his head.

Looking at the two people confronting each other in front of him, a trace of reminiscence flashed in his eyes full of vicissitudes.

It was as if I saw my former self in them.

So familiar, yet so strange.

Afterwards, the memories faded away and a sword intent emerged.

It was a new sword intent that had been cleansed of all impurities and sharpened anew, more powerful than those of Ximen Chuxue and Ye Gucheng!

And stronger than he used to be.

And his name will once again resound throughout the Ming Dynasty after today, ushering in his own glory and splendor.

"Long time no see, my sword, my heart."

The man murmured softly, his fingers gently stroking the hilt of the longsword at his waist.

The old is replaced by the new, and just like the people, no one recognizes this sword now.

But fifteen years ago, it had a name that resounded throughout the world——

Nine Songs!

Also commonly known as: Third Young Master's Sword Pill.

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