The fragrance of Tibetan love

Down the mountain, the smell of blood lingered.The mountain wind whistled, sharp and ear-piercing, like a ghost chanting.

Based on his memory, Ling Qing found the place where he made a mark during the day.

Remove the branch, and the man is still lying there.Ling Qing breathed a sigh of relief, raised her hand to touch the mask on her face, and then walked over and squatted down.

He had seen Yan Yunlie's superb martial arts six years ago, and perhaps he could escape from that situation only if he had practiced to such a superb level.

By the faint moonlight shining through the dense branches and leaves, he saw that the blood on Yan Yunlie's shoulder had dried up, and he was about to tear off the clothes on his wound when he stretched out his hand. Suddenly, the other party opened his eyes sharply. Yi Yang.

Ling Qing reacted very quickly, straightened her upper body and dodged backwards, but it was too late, her neck seemed to be stung by a bee, and when she touched it with her hands, there was only a little bright red on her fingertips.I don't know what kind of hidden weapon it is, but I think it should be as thin as a cow's hair, and it will melt when it touches blood.

Maybe there is poison in it...

"Who?" Yan Yunlie sat up, covering the wound on his shoulder with his hand, his deep eyes were frighteningly cold.

Ling Qing didn't make a sound, and kept his upper body upright and half kneeling on the ground, but only looked at the bag that fell on the ground. Just now, he just dodged it in a hurry, and the bag slipped from his hand, and all the wound medicine inside fell out. .

Following his gaze, Yan Yunlie also looked at the ground, saw those porcelain bottles, smelled the scattered medicine powder on his fingers, and then his face became slightly restrained, "This is... Jinchuang Medicine ?”

The mellow voice was hidden in the thick night, with a kind of indescribable bewitchment, and a bit of irresistible deterrence.

Ling Qing swallowed, then deliberately lowered her voice, "Since Master Yan still has the strength to hurt people, I think the injuries on his body are no longer serious, so there should be no need for these wound medicines." I wanted to see if it was poisoned as I guessed just now.

"Don't be lucky, it will speed up the 'breeze' to swim through the whole body." Yan Yunlie shouted.

Sure enough, it's a poisonous needle, Ling Qing thought.He could only calm down, stretched out his hand to touch a few big acupuncture points on his body, then took out a dagger from the side of his boots, and cut towards the neck to release the poisonous blood, although he knew that maybe it was just a waste of effort.

Unexpectedly, just as the blade of the dagger was attached to his neck, a figure suddenly approached him...

"Since Yan has misunderstood, Yan should be responsible."

The voice fell on his ear, the hand holding the dagger was grasped, the warm breath brushed against his ears, carrying the blood on the other person's body and the coldness of the night dew, and then something soft and moist stuck to his neck... …

The fragrance is dark, the depression returns, and a stone is thrown into the water, and the ripples are scattered.

Ling Qing froze on the spot, stuck there like a log, her wet lips pressed against the skin of her neck, twisting and sucking, Ling Qing was momentarily at a loss for what to do with such ambiguous actions, her mind went blank and she forgot to respond.After a while, Yan Yunlie's head moved away slightly, and he turned his face away and spat out a mouthful of blood on the ground. Only then did Ling Qing understand what the other party was doing.

"Okay..." Yan Yunlie moved his head away, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, "Although the toxicity of "Qingfeng" is strong, the onset is very slow. Although there may be residual poison, it is not fatal. Bring the antidote, and once you contact the subordinates of this seat, someone will send the antidote, how do you call your honor?"

Ling Qing couldn't hear what Yan Yunlie was saying because he was so distracted, he only heard him ask what his name was, and the word "Ling" subconsciously was about to come out, but he stopped suddenly...

Moving his lips, Ling Qing said calmly: "My surname is Qin, and my single name is Lin."

When I returned to the villa, the sky was just beginning to shine, and the rising sun lightly shone through the clouds.

Ling Qing got off the horse, patted the horse's rump, and the horse obediently ran towards the stable. The horse's hooves stepped on the bluestone road, leaving a series of crisp hoof sounds that gradually faded away.

Standing in the courtyard, Ling Qing slowly took off the mask on her face, a layer of night dew was condensed on the mask, and the small drops of water glowed like pearls and jade in the morning light.Ling Qing was fascinated by the mask in his hand, and the man's soft voice was still echoing in his ears, "Young Master Qin saved someone's life, and Yan will surely repay you in the future..."

Unknowingly he frowned, he was just worried about the wounded out of morality, not to take advantage of the danger and ask for favors, then he thought again, maybe those words were just the other party's politeness.

Yan Yunlie treated the wound briefly with those wound medicines, and then went out of the forest with him.

What Yan Yunlie went to was a brothel, under the guise of red lanterns, rouge and powder were wafting, and when he said goodbye, he made an appointment with him to come here in three days to get the antidote of "breeze", and then the man turned around and came out to meet his tender The pretty girls walked in together.

There will never be a shortage of gorgeous beauties around handsome and handsome men.All the beauties have eyebrows like emerald feathers and skin like white snow. They captivate the country, captivate the city, and captivate Cai with a smile.And every time he saw a different person, Qing Luo Bi Yi, Yun Ji Wu Huan, and most of the time, the ones who accompanied him were all dressed in white clothes flowing like flying, with picturesque faces and bewitching smiles.

Yanda Hierarch's romantic and sentimental feelings were not spoken out, but written on his forehead carelessly, and even a little bit of fear that others would not know, but he was born handsome and unrestrained, and those beauties Standing together is extremely pleasing to the eye.

Ling Qing looked at the mask in his hand, the condensed water vapor on it dissipated, and the silver mask reflected his face, correct facial features, soft lines, full of crystal clear mountains and clear water charms of Jiangnan water town, delicate enough but not enough Junyi, if compared with those around Yan Yunlie, he is not only far behind...

Thinking of this, Ling Qing couldn't help but frowned again, why should he compare himself with those people?

Putting away the mask, he was about to go to his own room, when suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his forehead like a needle prick.

Knowing that it was an old illness, Ling Qing supported the stone table in the courtyard with his hands on his forehead.This headache has been with him for many years, and the onset of the disease is getting worse every year. He has visited many famous doctors but can't find the crux of the problem.

When the pain subsided slightly, Ling Qing groped with trembling hands to find a small and exquisite jasper bottle from her sleeve pocket, and was about to open it, but her hand slipped and fell to the ground.

The bottle rolls to a man's feet.

"Ling Qing?"

Dongli Muyun hurriedly picked up the things at his feet, walked in front of him a few steps, poured out a pill for him to eat, then stroked Ling Qing's back with his hands, injecting internal energy to help him luck.

"Is it better?" Dongli Muyun asked with concern, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and her eyes were full of worry.

Ling Qing nodded, and when she heard Dongli Muyun said that she wanted to see a doctor, she quickly grabbed Dongli Muyun's arm.

If you ask a doctor to take a pulse, it will definitely be known that he has been poisoned!

"No need... It's not that Brother Dongli doesn't know about my problem. It's been many years, and it will be cured as soon as possible."

Dongli Muyun wanted to say something, but when the words came to his lips, he restrained himself.Neither of them said a word, after a while, Ling Qing's pale face got better, Dongli Muyun said softly, "When you feel better, go back to your room and rest for a while, I'll have someone bring breakfast to your room... "

Ling Qing nodded, then smiled slightly, "Thank you for your concern..." Then he took the jasper bottle from Dongli Muyun's hand and put it back in his sleeve pocket, "Then I'll go back to my room first." Turning around and about to leave, He was stopped by Dongli Muyun again.

"Hey, what happened to your neck?"

neck?

There was a flicker of panic on Ling Qing's face, which was fully caught in Dongli Muyun's eyes.Before Dongli Muyun's fingers touched, Ling Qing had already taken two steps back, pressing his hands tightly to his neck with an unnatural expression.

"It's nothing..." After saying that, he turned around quickly, and walked towards his room as if he was running away.

Under the morning sun, white clothes are better than snow.

Dongli Muyun naturally recognized that he was wearing the same clothes from yesterday, and there was a very faint and imperceptible smell of blood around him...

Obviously Ling Qing went out at night and just came back now, and she didn't want to let him know.

Ling Qing trotted all the way back to her room, closed the door, panted slightly with her back against the door panel, then touched her neck as if remembering something...

Walking in front of the mirror, Ling Qing let go of his hand, only to find that the place where the poisonous needle had been poisoned had left a small trace like a petal, which should be the reason why Yan Yunlie used a little force when he sucked out the poisonous blood.

Then I recalled the scene at that time again, and still clearly remember the feeling when the slightly cold lips pressed against the neck—wet, soft, and finally licked the wound with the tip of the tongue... This is a very common thing , but was seduced by what he did so erotically...

The place where the mark was left was slightly hot, just like the time when he touched his cheek many years ago...

Ling Qing shook her head vigorously, hoping to drive that charming picture out of her mind, and at the same time drive out the strange feeling in her heart.

Three days later, Ling Qing arrived at the brothel as promised, the girl at the door saw him, and before he could speak, she suppressed her charming smile and leaned forward to greet him.

"Young Master Qin, please come with your servants, our leader is waiting for you."

The woman took him all the way to the innermost side of the brothel, bypassed the pavilions and waterside pavilions, walked through the winding corridors and flower paths, and arrived in front of a small building. Quiet.

"The leader is inside, it's inconvenient for servants to go in, Mr. Qin, please feel free." The woman motioned for him to knock on the door and go in, then turned around and left after a blessing.

Ling Qing stood in front of the door and thought for a while before raising his hand to knock on the door. After two "knock knocks" there was no response from inside. He waited for a while before deciding to open the door and go in.

The door opened, and it was very dark inside, Ling Qing raised his foot and stepped over the threshold, just as he walked in, the door slammed shut behind him, and at the same time, with a clang sound, the cold blade touched his neck.

The candles in the room lit up suddenly, and he saw Yan Yunlie was holding a teacup, reclining lazily and comfortably on the soft couch, the ink-colored satin gown was loosely draped, and the part of the soft couch was hanging down like a veil , the flickering candlelight outlined his tough lines, his eyebrows were like swords, his eyes were like stars, and in the slightly narrowed eagle eyes were sharp eyes like arrows.

Ling Qing glanced at the man holding him with a knife, and then at Yan Yunlie, "I don't know what Master Yan's move is?"

Yan Yunlie stretched out his hand, and the woman beside him took the cup knowingly.Yan Yunlie sat up, propped his hands on his knees, and said in a low and cold voice, "May I ask Mr. Qin what's wrong with the Tianjue Sect, wanting to ambush people to death on the mountain road?"

Although Ling Qing was shocked, he still tried to calm down, "Qin doesn't know what Yan leader is talking about? Qin just happened to pass by there that night."

"Hehehe!" Yan Yunlie laughed, "No one usually walks that mountain road, and Mr. Qin's clothes are by no means like a villager in the mountains. Do you know anyone who is seriously injured here?"

Yan Yunlie got off his knees, walked up to Ling Qing, raised his hand and squeezed his chin to force him to look directly at him, "Tell me, what is your purpose? Or who ordered you? Also, Qin It's inconvenient for you to show your true face... Could it be that Mr. Qin is actually an old friend of this seat?" As he spoke, his other hand was about to remove the mask on Ling Qing's face.

Ling Qing was startled, and before Yan Yunlie's hand touched the mask on his face, he shook the guard who was supporting him with a split palm, grabbed the knife from the opponent's hand, turned his wrist and slashed at Yan Yunlie.He just wanted to prevent Yan Yunlie from taking off the mask on his face, and he had no intention of hurting anyone, so he only had moves but no threat.

Yan Yunlie took a step back, his eyes were full of sternness, and his hands stretched out like eagle claws. Ling Qing stepped aside and then turned around to rush out the door. He didn't want his arm to be pulled back with a strong grip, Ling Qing didn't care Many times, the wrist twisted and loosened from Yan Yunlie's grip. He lowered his body, and then made a downward move. The knife in his hand was swung from bottom to top. In the middle of the move, there was a sudden pain in his chest, but it was a mouthful of fishy sweetness. upper throat.

Seeing this, Yan Yunlie grasped the wrist of his knife-holding hand, grabbed and slipped, Ling Qing felt a numbness in his hand and couldn't help letting go, the knife fell into Yan Yunlie's hand, the light of the knife flashed, and he fought again To Ling Qing's neck.

Ling Qing's chest heaved slightly, and a trace of bright red dripped from the corner of his mouth, "It turns out that Master Yan suspected Qin from the beginning, and had already calculated the time when the poison would occur, and only waited for Qin to throw himself into the net."

The corner of Yan Yunlie's mouth raised, and his smile was evil, "You have finally saved me, so I will give you a chance to say it yourself, and I will give you the antidote to let you go. If you don't say it... "

Ling Qing's hands shrunk into his sleeves and clenched into fists. He thought to himself, if he said that the injury was unintentional, I don't know if he would believe it, but even if he believed it, the Tianjue Sect would not necessarily agree to let it go, maybe because of this. For the sake of caring, I'm afraid it will be bad for Dongli and the others in the future; but if I don't tell the truth, I'm afraid I will die here... If Yan Yunlie recognizes himself, maybe he will attribute the matter to Wanyue Villa...

This situation is simply a dilemma.

Ling Qing gritted his teeth, then raised his eyes, and looked at Yan Yunlie with clear eyes, "Master Yan, we were going to assassinate that old thief Huo Xian, but we didn't know why it was Master Yan and his party who passed by there. There is really no intention of offending, if the leader of Yan can't calm down his anger, Qin will deal with it according to the absolute teaching of heaven, and only asks the leader of Yan not to pursue further... If what Qin said is true, he will be beaten, thundered, and hacked !” The last sentence is extremely important.

Yan Yunlie looked at him, then slowly raised the hand holding the knife, a cold light flashed across the knife, revealing Ling Qing's masked face.Ling Qing didn't put up any more resistance, but slowly closed his eyes, if his death could bring Dongli and the others peace, it wouldn't be worth it.

The sharp blade failed to fall for a long time, but there was a knock on the door.

"Master, Wei Zuo envoy has arrived."

"Let him in."

Ling Qing opened his eyes with some doubts, and saw Yan Yunlie flicked his hand, threw the knife back to the guard at the side, and then returned to the soft couch and sat down.He didn't know what he wanted to do, so he could only stand aside with his hands on his chest. Sure enough, as Yan Yunlie said, the toxicity of this "breeze" was very overbearing.

Just as he was thinking, someone opened the door and walked in.

Ling Qing turned around to look, and saw that the visitor was dressed in black and strong, handsome and upright, he didn't care what happened inside or who was in the room, he went straight to Yan Yunlie and saluted, "Wei Yu pays homage to the leader."

Yan Yunlie returned to his previous lazy look, reclined on the couch, took the re-brewed tea, "Where is the thing you asked to bring?"

Wei Yu didn't look up, "Go back to the leader, when he received the letter from the leader Feige, Yuan Yaoshi had already left for Shijun Mountain, and his subordinates failed to get the things from the leader, please forgive me."

Yan Yunlie narrowed his eyes, turned the teacup in his hand, "So you're here?"

"Yes." Wei Yu replied.

Ling Qing really couldn't understand what they were talking about, but now he only felt that the things in front of him were hazy and blurred, and the voice in his ears became strange, presumably the poison of the "breeze" came up.

He was wondering why Yan Yunlie's knife didn't come down just now, but now he understands that being tortured by poison may be far more interesting than ending with a knife.Just like a mouse caught by a cat, it always has enough fun before killing it...

"Since that's the case, then you can do it yourself..." Yan Yunlie said to Wei Yu like this.

Wei Yu nodded, got up and walked to the side, the maid brought up a wooden tray, inside was a short knife and a small bowl.

Wei Yu rolled up his left sleeve and cut a gash on his arm with a knife. Immediately, fresh blood gushed out and ran down his arm, dripping into the small bowl.When the bowl was full, Wei Yu stopped pressing the acupoints on his hand, tore a piece of cloth from his clothes, wrapped it around his arms casually, and his face remained unchanged from the beginning to the end.

Ling Qing only thought that this series of strange movements of his was performing some kind of ritual, but he didn't want Yan Yunlie to raise the hand holding the teacup. The maid took the bowl and brought it straight in front of him. The inside of the porcelain bowl was shaking, blood was smelling in the nostrils, Ling Qing turned his head away in discomfort.

"Let me believe what you said, the antidote for "Qingfeng" is only available to the pharmacist of my teaching, but the pharmacist happened to leave the teaching... Wei Yu has been testing the medicine for the pharmacist, and his blood is almost immune to all poisons. Invasion can temporarily suppress the poison of Qingfeng in your body."

What?Ling Qing was taken aback, and looked at Yan Yunlie incredulously, wanting to drink that person's blood?

Yan Yunlie looked at him with a smile, "What? You weren't afraid of death just now, but now you don't dare?"

Does this person naturally like to look down on each other with a condescending attitude? !Ling Qing gritted her teeth secretly, then took the bowl from the handmaid's hand under her heart, looked at it, and poured it down.

The salty liquid slid down the throat, causing nausea. Ling Qing threw the bowl on the ground, and quickly calmed down the discomfort.

He suddenly felt that every time he met Yan Yunlie face-to-face, nothing good happened. The first time he was ridiculed, the second time he was poisoned by needles, and the third time he was forced to drink human blood...

After about a stick of incense, Ling Qing felt a little better, so he nodded to the man named Wei Yu to express his gratitude.Wei Yu's face remained unchanged, he held the sword and bowed lightly, then stood aside quietly waiting for orders.

The person leaning on the couch looked at him with a smile on his face, his dark eyes seemed to be stained with the power of a demon.

"I offended you so much just now, I hope Mr. Qin will forgive me."

No matter how well-bred Ling Qing was, he couldn't stand his teasing. At this moment, he had already lost his good face, but the half of the silver mask blocked a lot, but his tone was still much colder, "If Master Yan doesn't want to pursue it, Qin will take his leave now."

"You're going to leave before the poison on your body is cured?" Someone's lazy voice came slowly.

This made Ling Qing even more furious, gritted his teeth, flicked his sleeves, and the wind from his palms immediately shattered the door panels and window lattices, brightening up the room.

This intention is only to tell Yan Yunlie that he was not invincible just now, but that he had no intention of hurting others and was merciful to let him succeed, plus the poisonous hair... Just now when he was practicing kung fu, his chest was aching again, Ling Qing just covered it He stared fiercely at Yan Yunlie with his chest in his hands.

Yan Yunlie raised his eyebrows, "Mr. Qin, although the poison of Qingfeng in your body will not kill you immediately, it will erode your lungs. If you don't eradicate it, your organs will fail and you will die within a month..."

Ling Qing cupped his hands and bowed, "Thank you, Master Yan, for reminding me that in the future, Qin will definitely not forget the kindness of Master Yan, and the promise of repayment by the spring promised by Master Yan that day, Qin's life and blessings seem to be accepted. Sorry, Master Yan, you should save it for other uses in the future!"

There is a thorn in the words, anyway, there is no antidote now, is there?Anyway, I'm going to die within a month, right?Ling Qing vented all his resentment, and even thought that he should have brought Gui Meng with him if he knew this, so he didn't hide his face, isn't he the "Master Splitting the Moon", and let him laugh when he loves to laugh.

There was a burst of laughter in the hall, Yan Yunlie seemed very happy, "Actually, there is another way..."

Ling Qing interrupted him before he finished speaking.

"Uncivilized savages drink blood like hair, forgive Qin for not being able to agree with Yan's preferences." Ling Qing thought that Yan Yunlie wanted him to continue drinking that person's blood.

Puchi!This time it was the woman beside Yan Yunlie who couldn't help laughing.

Yan Yunlie glanced at her, and the corners of his mouth twitched twice.

"What I mean is that I know why Yaoshi Yuan is here, and I also know where to find Yaoshi Yuan. I don't know if Mr. Qin is willing to go with you. After finding Yaoshi Yuan, he can let him remove the poison for you."

Ling Qing stared at him, and moved her lips after a long while, "When are we leaving?"

The elegant white shadow disappeared outside the door.

The woman standing beside Yan Yunlie took out a small piece of bamboo tube from her arms, put it to her mouth and blew a fluctuating whistle. After a while, a black spot flew in from outside the door, and the woman held her hand Stretching out her five fingers, the black shadow jumped into her palm and disappeared immediately.

"He went back to the main altar of the Yuancheng faction that day?" Yan Yunlie put down the cup in his hand, stood up and looked towards the door.

"Yes." The woman put away the bamboo pipe and replied, "The subordinate followed the traces left by "Tracking" to search for it, and indeed entered the Yuanhai courtyard of the Yuancheng faction."

"Looking for traces" was on Ling Qing when Yan Yunlie was sent here the day he was sent here. For people of the Tianjue Sect, sometimes they don't need the other person to ask if they want to know the origin of a person.

Yan Yunlie put his hands behind his back, thinking secretly, "But his moves don't look like those of the Yuancheng School, nor do they look like those of the other sects."

"Master Hui, several sects gathered in Yuanhai Bieyuan a few days ago. It is said that Dongli Muyun, the leader of the martial arts alliance, has also arrived. The subordinates guess that it may be someone under his command."

Yan Yunlie nodded, and then the corner of his mouth slightly curved, "I didn't expect that there would be such an interesting person under Dongli Muyun's subordinates."

The woman smiled when she heard this, "That's why the leader told him that the remaining poison of "Qingfeng" needs to be removed within a month, otherwise all five internal organs will rot and die? In fact, he can use his own internal energy, and according to his internal strength cultivation, it will take less than two Time can force the poison out."

Yan Yunlie smiled and said nothing, just picked up the teacup on the table, calmly put the lid on the tea leaves, and when the teacup was handed to his mouth, he stopped suddenly and said, "If you don't say that, how can it be interesting? You Didn't you see what he looked like just now, like a cat with blown fur?" YouQi was still wearing a mask half-covering his face, which aroused his curiosity even more.

The calmness shown after being injured by himself with a poisonous needle the night before made him faintly sigh, thinking that the other party should be a person who has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, calm and introverted.But today, when he was provoked by himself, it was like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and the fur all over its body stood on end, especially the act of smashing all the doors and windows of his room in a rage, it was really interesting.

And the pair of eyes exposed from under the mask are clear and clear, and all kinds of thoughts are fully expressed on it...

The more Yan Yunlie thought about it, the more he felt that this person was interesting, he lowered his head and chuckled while holding the teacup.

Just don't know what kind of secret is hidden under his mask?

At this time, in the south courtyard wing of the Yuanhai Bieyuan, Ling Qing was packing his clothes with a dark face, wishing in his heart that he could chop Yan Yunlie seventeen or eight knives.

After the last piece of clothing was put away, he folded the piece of cloth used for packing diagonally in half and tied it into a knot, as if the one who was twisted into a twist in his hands was the damned leader!

If I had known it would be like this, I should have thrown him in the wilderness at that time and let him live or die!But now he has to follow him to find that pharmacist...

The movements of Ling Qing's hands stopped.

Follow him to the pharmacist...seems to have just realized this.

I used to look at each other from afar, but this time I have to walk a long distance with him.

In my memory, I went on a long trip either by myself or with a few friends I made in the rivers and lakes.And it was the first time with someone who wasn't an acquaintance.Thinking of a person like Yan Yunlie, I don't know what will happen along the way.

Ling Qing found that besides the unhappiness of being teased by Yan Yunlie, he was actually looking forward to this trip.

"Ling Qing."

The sound at the door brought him back to his senses, and when he looked up, he saw Dongli Muyun standing at the door, standing tall, with a jade tree facing the wind.

"Are you going out?" Dongli Muyun asked him in surprise when he saw the baggage on the table.

Ling Qing nodded, with an understatement, "I have to leave for a while... so I can't help you for the time being." After thinking for a while, he asked again, "What should I do next? Go back to Qingyun Villa?"

"Well, let's go back first, and then make a long-term plan. We have been set up together, and this matter must be thoroughly investigated. If we can't give an explanation to Tianjuejiao, I'm afraid there will be another dispute in the future." Speaking of this, Dong Li Muyun sighed lightly, obviously having a headache over this matter.

Ling Qing just listened, Dongli Muyun was better at decision-making and leadership than he had always been, so he comforted, "Brother Dongli is so responsible, it is not in vain that the heroes and heroes recommended him to sit on this position."

Dongli Muyun laughed instead, "What? If I'm incompetent as the martial arts leader, I'm not your big brother Dongli?"

Ling Qing lowered her head apologetically, and said shyly, "No matter what, Big Brother Dongli will always be Big Brother Dongli..."

Hearing this, Dongli Muyun smiled very softly, his eyes were filled with pampering that was rarely shown in front of outsiders, and he rubbed Ling Qing's head with his hands, "If you are bullied, you have to come back to find elder brother."

Ling Qing raised his head and gave him a dissatisfied glance, "Brother still thinks Ling Qing is a child who can't grow up?"

"How could it be?" Dongli Muyun waved his hand, then pointed his index finger to the sky, and said firmly, "Young Master Ling Qing is a newcomer in the rivers and lakes, even if he looks like a child, he is also an elegant and self-cultivated child..."

Before the words finished, Ling Qing had already swung his palm up, Dongli Muyun backed away to avoid the palm wind, and pretended to be surprised: "How dare you hit the leader of the martial arts alliance?"

Ling Qing put his hand sideways, retracted his five fingers, and Gui Meng on the table flew out of its sheath with a clang as if he could obey orders, "Ling Qing is just competing with big brother!" With a flick of his wrist, Shaking, Gui Meng spins the sword flower and stabs Dongli Muyun.

Dongli Muyun blocked it with his sword, although the opponent's sword stopped, but the sword energy was not broken, it could cut like a blade, and it whistlingly brushed against Dongli Muyun's side, sweeping away the fragrance behind him.

Dongli Muyun raised his handsome eyebrows, his luck shook Ling Qing's sword away, he threw the sword in his hand to the sky, then jumped up and drew his sword out, "It seems that if you don't beat me today, you will cry and beg for mercy. My big brother has been in vain all these years!"

"Then Ling Qing will be taught!"

Only the clink of swords striking each other was heard.

The evening sun was rustling, and the falling flowers were chaotic, and two figures shuttled between them, like shadows and illusions.