Yang Xiaocong, the new hero

It's time to get down to business, and I want to show the evil sword manual for heroes from all walks of life to watch. "

"As expected of a gentleman's sword, with this kind of bearing, ordinary people can't match it!"

"Tch, what's the big deal, the gentleman's sword also has family ugliness."

"Oh?"

"Hmph, Linghu Chong, the chief disciple of the Huashan School, colluded with the Demon Sect's demon girl, intending to harm the Wuyue Sword School?"

"Then if you don't become a Demon Sect, you also want to seize the Evil Resisting Sword Manual?"

"I don't know if the sword manual is true or not. Is the Huashan School really so generous?"

"Who knows? Anyway, it's not a loss if you look at it. If it's true, you'll make a profit."

……

After listening for a long time, Yang Xiaocong became speechless, and there was not a word he wanted to hear.There is no other way, Yang Xiaocong sighed, and had no choice but to resort to the ultimate measure.

"Little Er." Yang Xiaocong waved.

"Come on, what does this guest officer want to order? The signature dishes of our restaurant are..." Xiao Er quickly mentioned the name of the dish.

The corner of Yang Xiaocong's mouth twitched, were all the juniors in ancient times so dedicated?

He took out a money bag from his pocket and slammed it on the table with a loud "bang."

Xiao Er's eyes lit up, and he looked straight at the bag.

"Tell me, where are women's favorite places here?" Yang Xiaocong smiled.

Xiao Er showed an expression that I knew very well, "Guest officer, if you want to say that the place women love to go to is the Gu Yun Xuan, there are all kinds of attractive things in it."

The little girl was very enthusiastic and even pointed out the way to Yang Xiaocong.

"Guest officer, since you're done asking, then..." His eyes indicated the money bag.

"En." Yang Xiaocong nodded, expressing his satisfaction, then picked up the money bag on the table, and left in a splendid manner.

The remaining little second stared at the bag eagerly, petrified in the wind.

Yang Xiaocong walked towards Gu Yunxuan in a good mood, and dumped the stones in his purse on the side of the road, hey, the ancient people were so innocent and easy to deceive.

The frightened Yang Xiaocong didn't realize at all that when she left the teahouse, there were four extra tails behind her.

Guyunxuan, as expected, the store lives up to its name, and the whole building exudes an elegant atmosphere.Walking in, the store is very tidy, with rouge gouache on the left and gold, stone and jade bracelets on the right.Yang Xiaocong looked around and shook his head. It's vulgar, and the leader will definitely not like it.

Walking to the counter, the shopkeeper was looking at something with a wafer.

"Shopkeeper, is there anything special in the store?" Yang Xiaocong asked, huh?What he held in his hand was used as a magnifying glass.

The shopkeeper put down the wafer and looked at the customer, "What's the matter? Didn't catch your eye?"

Yang Xiaocong nodded, "I want the most special one."

The shopkeeper stroked his beard, "The most special thing? For a person, the most special thing is naturally what he thinks about."

"Think of it yourself?" Yang Xiaocong was puzzled.

The shopkeeper nodded, "This store can be specially designed for customers, as long as the customers have drawings."

Yang Xiaocong's eyes lit up, since this is the case, then the most special and meaningful... Hehe, let's do it this way.

"Thank you for the reminder, I will send the drawings in two days." Yang Xiaocong felt that the owner of this shop was not easy.

The shopkeeper chuckled, "Guest, go slowly." He lowered his head to look at the disc again.

Yang Xiaocong, who had settled his worries, was in an unusually good mood. He wandered left and right on the street, not realizing that he had strayed from the main road at all.

There were fewer and fewer people, and Yang Xiaocong gradually felt that something was wrong, but it was too late.

Hearing, "Come on!", Yang Xiaocong turned his head and saw four men in Tsing Yi rushing up with swords.

Subconsciously drew out the soft sword and fought back.

"It's you!" Yang Xiaocong saw an acquaintance, and it was Luo Renjie who robbed her of the oiran that day.

"What? Didn't expect that." Luo Renjie showed a wild smile, "Let you snatch it from me!" The sword in his hand stabbed quickly, his eyes were full of resentment, the oiran was originally his.

Yang Xiaocong barely blocked it from the side, and one person could handle it, but there were four of them. Thinking of Yang Xiaocong and the oiran getting along for seven days, Luo Renjie went crazy with jealousy. That person should belong to him, but he was destroyed by the person in front of him.His moves were fatal, and Yang Xiaocong was quickly defeated.

"Why do you have her, bastard! If you dare to rob me, try the consequences."

What should I do if it is broken?I couldn't beat it myself, another sword stabbed, and Yang Xiaocong drew a bloody gash on his left arm, "Hiss." It hurts so much, I have to fight.

Yang Xiaocong raised his sword, "Qianshanniao..." Before he finished speaking, a fierce sword aura struck.

"Thousands, thousands of you, take your life."

what happened?Failed at the critical moment!Yang Xiaocong cried, not like this.Staring, the sharp sword in the pupils gleamed coldly and stabbed at the chest. Could it be the end?

The author has something to say: How did Xiao Cong get out of danger?

☆, beaten

At the critical moment, the icy sword was thrown away, Luo Renjie's center of gravity was unstable, he rushed a few steps diagonally, stopped, and looked angrily at the person who spoiled his good deeds, "Renhao, what are you doing?"

Yu Renhao said in fear: "Brother, you are crazy! The martial arts conference is coming soon, father strongly warned us not to cause trouble for him."

Luo Renjie's face turned gloomy, and he said unwillingly: "Finally seized the opportunity and let him go like this?"

Yang Xiaocong dodged a catastrophe, broke out in a cold sweat from fright, and almost passed away.

The Four Beasts of Qingcheng are not good people. Yu Renhao saved Yang Xiaocong just because he didn't want to cause trouble for the Qingcheng faction at the martial arts conference. Hearing Luo Renjie's resentment, he said: "Senior brother, although we can't kill people, but This kid is bad for you, we can teach him a lesson and let him have a long memory."

Although Luo Renjie was unwilling, he still had the overall situation in mind, so he could only say viciously: "Then give me a hard hit."

Yang Xiaocong lay powerlessly on the ground, watching helplessly as those guys put away their sabers, raised their sticks and greeted him.

"Let you fight with me!" A stick was drawn on the leg.

"Hmph, you know the consequences." A leg was shot in the abdomen.

"Stay away from the Oriental girl, she is not something you can touch." The mouth was punched hard, and blood flowed out.

"Don't let me see you again, you won't be so easy to talk to next time."

Yang Xiaocong bit his lower lip tightly, his heart was full of humiliation.Sure enough, he was still too weak. Here, any little person could beat him to the ground with minions.

Can't.I want to be stronger!Only when you are strong can you protect yourself and those you love.Today's humiliation, I, Yang Xiaocong, swear that I will pay back a hundredfold.

Yang Xiaocong was beaten badly, his clothes were in tatters, and he had no strength left.In the mist, Yang Xiaocong smelled a strong smell of powder, what this guy thought a second before he passed out was, your sister, the one who saved me for Mao was the old bustard mother of Qunyuyuan.

Yang Xiaocong was in a daze all the way, only feeling as if he was being carried away.I don't know how long it took, the slightly cold fingers brushed across the cheeks and stayed on the swollen lips for a long time.

"Who did it?" The voice was so familiar.

"It seems to be from the Qingcheng faction." An unknown person said.

"Qingcheng faction, those who dare to touch me! Have the guts." It was recognized that the voice was the leader, and a suspicious blush appeared on Yang Xiaocong's face.

Dongfang Bubai looked at the half-dead Yang Xiaocong on the ground, hurting my subordinates, those decent families are really deceiving people too much!

Yang Xiaocong, who was seriously injured, obviously misunderstood the meaning of the leader, and fainted happily after hearing "my people".

The old mother looked at the appalling someone, "Master, tomorrow is the seven-day period, how do you deal with the guest of honor?"

The leader of Dongfang turned his eyes, "Oh?" Just in time, it's time to kill the vigor of the righteous people, Qingcheng faction, I blame you for bumping into the muzzle of the gun.

"Give him medicine, let him play tomorrow."

……

At night, Qunyu Garden is lit up with lights and singing.Young Master Yang Xiaocong sat on the table of the Eight Immortals again. Not to mention, the ointment from the Sun Moon God Sect was really effective. After applying it once, his whole body felt cool, and the pain subsided a lot, even the bruise at the corner of his mouth faded away. Not quite out.

"Hmph, I must be the guest of honor this time." A voice came from the door.

Yang Xiaocong's eyes became colder, and he looked at the door with a piercing coolness, heh, Luo Renjie.

Obviously Luo Renjie also noticed him, and sneered disdainfully: "Some people think life is too long, what's the matter, I don't have a long memory yet."

Gently turning the porcelain cup in his hand, "These days, it's a dog, so it barks like crazy."

"You!" Luo Renjie was about to call, but Yang Xiaocong didn't dodge or dodge. He looked at the incoming fist calmly, without blinking his eyes.

Luo Renjie stopped, obviously remembering the rules of Qunyuyuan, "What a bad luck!"

Suddenly, an old man behind Luo Renjie said: "Mr. Luo, this man is rude and unreasonable. How can you be as knowledgeable as him. Wouldn't it be better to see him make a fool of himself in the competition later."

oh?Turned out to be looking for help.

Yang Xiaocong showed a smile, extremely sarcastic.

After all the distinguished guests were seated, the old mother came out, flamboyantly winking at the people in the audience, "Dear officials, there are some changes in the competition today. There is a competition for literary talent instead of a competition for martial arts."

There was some commotion in the audience, some literati complained, and the old mother hurriedly said: "As compensation, Miss Dongfang will be the referee tonight and choose the guests to enter the curtain."

The people below were excited, they didn't expect to see the legendary number one oiran in the world, the previous dissatisfaction had long been forgotten.

The old mother clapped her hands twice, the curtain on the stage fell, the blue silk curtain hung down, and behind the gauze curtain sat a woman wearing a gold hairpin, hazy and charming.

"The competition begins, who will come first? The one who comes first may win the favor of the oiran." The old mother dropped this sentence and stepped off the stage with twists and turns.

Luo Renjie in the audience originally thought that this time was a test of literary talent, so he had no idea, so he paid a lot of money to hire a poet who thought he was a literati to help.Who would have thought that this time he would test his favorite martial arts, he felt that even the heavens were helping him, if he didn't succeed this time, would there still be justice?

The excited Luo Renjie jumped up as soon as he heard the old mother's words. He was the first to go on stage, so he should have left a good impression on the Oriental girl.

"Your Majesty, Qingcheng sent Luo Renjie to meet the Oriental girl." Luo Renjie bowed like a dog.

Yang Xiaocong looked at him with contempt when he looked so dazed, the toad wanted to eat swan meat.

The master leader in the Luo tent nodded, and Luo Renjie saw the Oriental girl greeting him, and he was even more convinced that he was the guest of honor.

"I'm here to meet you." A burly man also came to the stage.

"Please."

"Please."

……

Yang Xiaocong watched the competition while drinking tea, but he didn't expect Luo Renjie to be good at it, from the beginning to the present.Is it because the topic has been changed temporarily and there are not many knights?

"Is there anyone else to challenge?" Luo Renjie looked down at the crowd proudly.

No one responded, Luo Renjie's smile gradually widened, and the oiran finally belonged to him.

"Then today, my son is..."

"Wait." Yang Xiaocong put down the porcelain cup and got up to go on stage.

Luo Renjie said angrily, "It's you again!"

"Of course it's me, Brother Luo, we have to settle the bill slowly." Yang Xiaocong said word by word.

The author has something to say: Dear friends, you guessed wrong, will you want to hit me if you know the truth?

☆, competition

"Only you?" Luo Renjie looked at Yang Xiaocong, the disdain in his eyes was completely revealed.

"Don't believe me? Just try it." Ignoring Luo Renjie's eyes, Yang Xiaocong slowly closed his eyes.

Luo Renjie sneered and looked at Yang Xiaocong who was on the opposite side, confronting me, he didn't even use his eyes, it was courting death!He raised his sword and stabbed directly at Yang Xiaocong's chest, kid, die.

As the flashing sword flew towards him, Luo Renjie even imagined the scene of Yang Xiaocong's blood splattered on the spot, and slowly revealed a cruel smile.

Feeling the sword energy, Yang Xiaocong opened his eyes sharply, "Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and ten thousand paths of people disappear." Yang Xiaocong moved, and his indomitable momentum exploded instantly. In just a moment, the sword was against Luo Renjie's throat .

But Luo Renjie's sword just now stabbed at the afterimage.

The smile on Luo Renjie's face froze, "This is impossible? How could you beat me?" Luo Renjie shouted a little madly.

"Yes, it must be because you have practiced the evil sword manual, that's why your martial arts have improved by leaps and bounds." Luo Renjie seemed to have thought of a reason, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt it made sense.Now even the eyes that look at Yang Xiaocong have become greedy. If I get the evil sword manual, this trash will be trampled under my feet.

"Everyone knows that the Evil Resisting Sword Manual is in the hands of Master Yue, how can I get it?" Yang Xiaocong felt that Luo Renjie was the best, and if he defeated him, he would have the Evil Resisting Sword Manual.

"Even if you don't, then you must have martial arts secret books." Luo Renjie's eyes were full of jealousy. Why are martial arts secret books in your hands? God is too partial.

The people in the audience looked at Yang Xiaocong with fiery eyes, martial arts cheats, if they got it... people's greed and desires always have no bottom line, I have to say that Luo Renjie's hands are very beautiful.

"Believe it or not." Yang Xiaocong didn't want to talk nonsense with him, "You have already lost!"

The sword pointed at the throat slashed down fiercely, and slashed Luo Renjie's chest heavily, "This is the reward for that day."

Regardless of the pain in his chest, Luo Renjie stared at Yang Xiaocong's back with a ferocious expression. He was not reconciled. He would not allow the person who was trampled under his feet yesterday to overtake him today.

Leaning his hand on the clothes without showing any trace, he held a flying knife with a black pointed tip in his hand, bastard, go to hell.

Yang Xiaocong suddenly felt a gust of wind coming from behind, turned around, but saw Luo Renjie was motionless with a throwing knife in his hand as if about to attack.

"You want to sneak attack! Despicable villain." Yang Xiaocong didn't know why Luo Renjie was fixed, and naturally no one in the audience could see clearly, but Yang Xiaocong looked at the leader behind the gauze curtain, it should be her, right?

Who else can hurt people invisible here except Dongfang Bubai.The moment Luo Renjie started, the leader's two embroidery needles flew out, one fixed the acupoints, and the other went straight to the dantian. It is estimated that Luo Renjie will never be able to practice martial arts again.

"The Qingcheng faction is really a decent school, they even learned to hurt people secretly." Seeing Luo Renjie's gesture, the others scolded one after another.

"What about Qingcheng Sixiu? I think they are four beasts."

"This kind of behavior is not even as good as the monsters of the Demon Cult. They are not decent people."

……

Luo Renjie was fixed on the stage, listening to other people's humiliation, he was already furious, secretly mobilized his energy and wanted to break through the acupoints, but found that his dantian was empty, what's going on?He was scared, really scared.

Could it be that he is so useless? Luo Renjie, who was flustered, saw Yang Xiaocong as if he had seen a life-saving straw, "Brother, I was wrong, help me, help me, I can't live without martial arts, please, please!" you."

Yang Xiaocong looked at the person in front of him coldly, and ignored him. This was his own fault, and he deserved it.

Luo Renjie looked at Yang Xiaocong who turned and left, his complexion gradually darkened, his eyes were full of despair, he was wrong, he was really wrong, he shouldn't have messed with this person, but the matter is irreversible.

The competition was over, and the old mother signaled to a few strong men to carry Luo Renjie off, and went up to the stage laughing, "This time, it is obvious that the one who won the favor of the Oriental girl is Mr. Yumian again. Come again next time, everyone."

After everyone finished, Yang Xiaocong pretended to go to the oiran's yard, but actually went to his own yard.Sitting in the courtyard, with the cool breeze blowing, my thoughts became clearer. Sure enough, what I thought was right. Only when I entered the artistic conception of the poems, the special effect of reciting poems would be displayed.In the competition just now, I closed my eyes at the beginning, just to experience the momentum of "a thousand mountains and birds fly away, and ten thousand paths and people disappear.", and finally I will defeat the enemy with one move.Then, is this regarded as controlling the sword with emotion?

……

In the adjacent yard, Dongfang Bubai changed into light clothes and stood at the window looking at the moon.Touching the injured shoulder with his fingers, the wound has healed a little. It is not as ferocious as it was before. His face was gloomy and he didn't know what he was thinking. "Today really impressed me, but it's still too weak."

Fingers tapped on the window lattice, growing so much in a day is really suspicious.

The author has something to say: I am considering everyone's opinions carefully, but is Xiao Cong really slavish?

☆, test

In the chaotic firewood room, Yang Xiaocong sat on the straw, leisurely throwing firewood into the stove. She has long been a skilled worker in boiling water.Well, this pot belongs to Sister Yuechan, the next pot belongs to Sister Chenger, and the next one is... Hey, so boring, Yang Xiaocong sighed at the black firewood.

"Hey, my little ancestor, it's easy for me to find, don't burn it quickly, the leader told you to go." Yang Xiaocong was startled by the old mother's whining voice, but finally he can stop being so boring.

"Understood." Yang Xiaocong got up and patted the dust on his body, and walked towards the door. When he was about to go out, he seemed to think of something, turned around, and smiled at the old mother, "By the way, old mother, Sister Shuiyuechan has been waiting very anxiously for this pot of Shuiyue Chan, and the pot belongs to Chenger, and the next thing is... I’m sorry to bother you, I’m going to find the leader right now.”

The old mother was left, choking speechlessly in front of the burning firewood.

When I arrived at Kuihua Pavilion, I saw the leader holding a sword standing in front of the wind.

"Master." Yang Xiaocong called out, and the next moment a sword flew over, "Go on." The leader spoke.

He hurried forward, barely grasping the hilt of the sword, "Huh." Yang Xiaocong let out a sigh of relief, but fortunately he was not as embarrassing as the first time.

"Good progress." Dongfang Bubai praised, and continued: "Attack me."

Clam?Are you right?Yang Xiaocong looked at the sword, hesitated, "Master, your shoulder injury..."

The leader narrowed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, "Do you think it's up to you? I also want to use two hands, huh?"

Well, I was wrong, Yang Xiaocong bowed his head, he shouldn't have asked, he was despised by Chi Guoguo, the leader.

Take a deep breath, hold the sword, and the white clouds come out of Xiu.

Dongfang's gaze was fixed, he turned sideways to avoid it, and fought back empty-handed.

With Feng Laiyi, Tianshen hanging upside down, and Baihong penetrating the sun, Yang Xiaocong changed his moves again and again, but he still couldn't match the master's single-handed skill.

The leader made a fierce move, and he didn't mean to release water at all.

Feeling the burning pain from his body, Yang Xiaocong cried to death, he must be bruised again.Now she seriously doubts whether the leader is looking for her to vent.

"Apart from Huashan swordsmanship, don't you know how to use anything else?" It was obvious that the leader was angry.

Yang Xiaocong felt very innocent, why did he get angry for no reason, I was the one who was beaten, you taught the Huashan Sword Art, the key is that you only taught me the Huashan Sword Art.

Yang Xiaocong shook his head honestly, "No."

"No?" Dongfang put away his martial arts, and smiled angrily, "Who said before that Huashan's swordsmanship is not as good as his original martial arts, huh?"

Damn it, Yang Xiaocong cursed inwardly, damn Yang Lianting, you've got a brain twitch, what are you bragging about in front of the leader.

"Actually, I think what the leader said is right. The Huashan swordsmanship is so exquisite and profound that I can comprehend it, so the leader shouldn't take the joke at the beginning." Yang Xiaocong had no choice but to brag. .

"Really?" Dongfang Hierarch laughed, and then held back, "But now I don't think Huashan's swordsmanship is subtle at all, and it's far worse than what you did yesterday."

Yang Xiaocong patted his head, how could she have forgotten that it was because of Linghu Chong that the leader respected Huashan swordsmanship so much, and now it was because of Linghu Chong that Huashan swordsmanship was naturally not worth mentioning.So, does she have reason to believe that the ruthlessness of the teacher just now is due to her own face and the swordsmanship of the envoy?

"Hehe, I was short-tempered yesterday, and I played it super long." Yang Xiaocong had no choice but to laugh, he couldn't say that he was time-traveled.

"Oh?" Dongfang seemed to be interested, "Extraordinary performance? That is to say, as the leader of the Sun Moon God Sect, your martial arts can't even compare with those of the Qingcheng Sect in normal times."

"Then, does the leader want to give you a martial arts cheat book to improve your martial strength?" Dongfang Bubai said slowly.

kindness?Martial arts cheats?If the former Yang Xiaocong would definitely have refused, but now she knows that this world is ruled by the weak and the strong, and martial arts decide everything here.

"Okay...", the syllable of "okay" was only half pronounced, and the Eastern Hierarch's cold extended sound was heard.

"How about the Sunflower Collection?"

Pfft, Yang Xiaocong swallowed the rest of the words, he will not be a eunuch if he is killed.

"The leader is too flattering to his subordinates. The Sunflower Book is the top-secret martial art of our sect, and the subordinates really don't have such a blessing." Master, please don't tell me that you don't know the preface of the Sunflower Book. palace.

"Heh, do you even look down on the Sunflower Canon?" Dongfang Hierarch smiled half a smile, or are you really hiding something that I don't know.

"No." Yang Xiaocong anxiously wanted to explain, "..."

"Forget it, I don't want to force you, but the martial arts conference is coming soon, and I will guide you well these days." Dongfang interrupted Yang Xiaocong's words, and his lips curled into an arc.

guide?Yang Xiaocong knew that he was going to be sad again, God, give her back those boring days.

The author has something to say: I am so excited to receive a long review.Dear friends, I will work harder.

Spoiler alert, the turning point between the two is coming soon!

☆, conspiracy

Linghu Chong and Ren Yingying have been staying here for the past few days in Huashan Siguoya.The last time, Linghu Chong disobeyed his master's order and was expelled from the Huashan School by Yue Buqun. In his heart, he always believed in respecting his master and respecting the way. Together.Of course Yue Buqun would not agree, and left Linghu Cong at the gate of the mountain for a day and a night, but in the end Ning Zhong, the teacher, couldn't bear to watch it any longer, and secretly placed the two of them on Siguo Cliff.

Yue Buqun naturally knew about his junior sister's tricks, and he didn't object, which is better. On the surface, he broke with Linghu Chong, but secretly, his apprentice is still of great use.

At that time, Yue Buqun sneaked up to Siguo Cliff alone, "Chong'er, are you there?"

"Master?" Linghu Chong rushed out when he heard the voice.

"Chong'er, I've wronged you during this time." Yue Buqun blamed himself, "I'm helpless as a teacher."

"Master~~" Linghu Chong saw Yue Buqun like this, all the grievances disappeared, his master really still cared about him, "I know you are all for the future of Huashan Sect."

"Chong'er." Yue Buqun patted Linghu Chong on the shoulder, and looked at him lovingly, "I have considered the matter between you and Miss Ren as a teacher, you can be together, but..." He hesitated to speak .

"But what?" Hearing this, Linghu Chong was overjoyed and asked hastily.

Yue Buqun sighed, "However, Miss Ren is a woman from the Demon Cult. If you marry her, it will be bad for our family's reputation, unless..."

When Linghu Chong heard about the Demon Cult woman, his mind darkened. Yue Buqun didn't say anything about death, but he still had hope.

"Unless? Master, for Yingying, I am willing to do anything."

"Unless you make great contributions to the righteous way of martial arts, let the decent people think that you will not fall to the devil's religion." Yue Buqun followed the temptation.

Linghu Chong looked at the master hesitantly, "Then, what should the disciple do?"

Yue Buqun took out a bag of powder from his bosom and handed it to Linghu Chong, "Find a way to make Dongfang Bubai eat this."

"What?" Linghu Chong was startled. Could it be that Master is going to kill Dongfang girl, "It's absolutely impossible, Master."

Yue Buqun looked at Linghu Chong with a sad expression, "Chong'er, I know you won't let go, after all, you and her, hey." He shook his head sadly, "I don't want to force you as a teacher, but in fact, it's not easy for the leader of the Demon Cult. It's not a deadly poison either, it's the powder of the Sanshi Naoshen Pill."

Linghu Chong was puzzled now, the Three Corpse Brain Pills are the medicine of the Demon Cult, what is the master doing.

Yue Buqun looked at Linghu Chong's puzzled look, and patiently explained: "The demonic religion is rampant now, and many righteous people have also been poisoned by this strange poison. However, the poison configuration is extremely complicated. No one in the world can prepare the antidote except Ping Yizhi." , if Dongfang Bubai also suffers from this kind of poison, she will definitely have an antidote in her body, and when the time comes to grab a copy and give it to a famous doctor to study, then all the martial arts righteous people who have been brutally murdered will be saved."

It turned out to be like this, Linghu Chong heaved a sigh of relief, he knew that Master would not poison Dongfang girl's life, Master is a gentleman's sword.

"Chong'er, this poison was spread by people from Dongfang Bubai. It is not too much for us to get the antidote to save lives." Yue Buqun continued to persuade. "Chong'er, for those thousands of lives, Master is begging you, only you can complete this matter." As if to kneel down.

Linghu Chong hurriedly supported him, and in an instant, the kindness of his master and his mother in the past appeared in his mind, "Master, I, I, just promise." It's just that the antidote is needed, and Dongfang girl should be fine, not to mention that the poison is her own. .

Yue Buqun nodded in satisfaction, "After you complete this great event for the righteous way, I will announce that you will be re-entered under the Huashan sect, and I will also prepare for your marriage."

Siguoya returned to tranquility again, Yue Buqun in the dark night showed a sinister smile, the fish was about to take the bait soon, and his wish was about to come true.

Qunyuyuan, Yang Xiaocong has been taught miserably by the leader these days, but the price of blood and flesh has finally paid off. At least now Xiaocong can go through more than a dozen tricks under the leader. It's the second.

Both of them practiced early in the morning, and after the beating, the Eastern leader would deal with the school affairs refreshed, while the beaten person could only go back to the room to ponder her design blueprints after showing off her cuteness to no avail. .

Today is another big day for Dongfang girls to recruit guests in the curtain. Yang Xiaocong, who has finished practicing martial arts with the leader, hurried to his room.In front of the desk, the drawings were scattered, and the ground was covered with crumpled paper. Someone who didn't realize the mess in the room was concentrating on drawing with a charcoal pencil, outlining bit by bit.After a long time, Yang Xiaocong put down the pen in his hand, looked at the two blueprints in front of him, smiled, and finally completed it.

After changing into the equipment, she came to Gu Yunxuan with the blueprint, and the shopkeeper who was holding a small disc was the one who received her.

"Have you decided to make something special?" Seeing Yang Xiaocong, the shopkeeper stroked his beard.

"The shopkeeper still remembers me?" Yang Xiaocong was a little surprised, after all, she only came here once and didn't buy anything.

"Of course I remember, have you brought the master's drawings?"|The shopkeeper showed a smile.

Yang Xiaocong nodded, took out the design drawing and handed it over, "I wonder if these two can be built?"

The shopkeeper took it, looked down, surprise flashed in his eyes, and began to study it carefully.After a while, he raised his head and said: "This is the first time I have seen the thing drawn by the young master, but it can be seen that these two drawings are a pair."

Yang Xiaocong nodded, the shopkeeper has good eyesight, "Can it be built? I have drawn every detail clearly."

"My lord, don't worry, as long as there are blueprints, there is nothing I, Gu Yunxuan, can't make." The shopkeeper looked at Yang Xiaocong appreciatively, and continued: "My lord, just come to pick up the goods in two days."

"Okay." Yang Xiaocong had a faint smile on his face. If the leader received it, he would be happy.

The shopkeeper Gu Yunxuan watched Yang Xiaocong walk out of the shop with a happy face, and said with emotion: "It's so good to be young." Back then, he also won his wife's heart with a meaningful gift.

I walked towards Qunyuyuan in a good mood. Today is the last competition, so I must perform well.Just after turning the corner, I saw a group of people appearing at the gate of Qunyu Garden from a distance, the leader was Yu Renhao, one of the four beasts who beat her back then.Yang Xiaocong showed a sneer, hum, the Qingcheng faction is really haunted.

The author has something to say: Well, spoiler, Zha Chong is going to be used by the master, guess the leader will be tricked?

☆、Douwen

Yang Xiaocong opened his folding fan and walked forward at a leisurely pace. When he passed by the Qingcheng faction, he gave Yu Renhao a meaningful look, the sarcasm on his face was undisguised.

"Stop." Yu Renhao stepped forward to stop him, with a hint of anger on his face.

Yang Xiaocong raised his eyebrows, but unfortunately he couldn't see through the mask.

"It's you who abolished the senior brother's martial arts." Definitely questioned.

"Hmm, so what." Although she didn't know whether Luo Renjie was abolished by the leader, she had never liked the Qingcheng faction, and she could get angry whenever she could.

Maybe he was irritated by Yang Xiaocong's indifferent attitude, Yu Renhao said with a livid face, "You wait, my father will not let you go."

"Okay, I'll wait, but you have to worry about yourself first." Yang Xiaocong smiled slightly, "Your elder brother's bones are not cold, oh no, he is not dead yet, your elder brother is half dead, you still have the mood to compete for the oiran, This act will chill your brother's heart."

The disciples of the Qingcheng faction who followed Yu Renhao looked suspiciously at the new senior senior brother, as if the senior senior brother really didn't treat them as senior senior brothers, maybe they could be discarded at will for profit in the future.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Yu Renhao felt the questioning eyes behind him, and angrily said, "Senior Brother Luo asked me to come, he was not willing to lose to you last time, today, I will avenge his shame." As for Whether this statement is true or not, only God knows.

"It's really courageous." He spit out this sentence lightly, a joke, will he lose compared to poetry?Yang Xiaocong no longer watched them go in by themselves.

The hall of Qunyuyuan is still resplendent and magnificent, but this time the layout has been changed.In the middle of the hall, a square long platform is built, which is more than three feet wide and less than half a foot high. The long platform is covered with light gauze silk curtains, and ancient silk gauze lamps hang from the four corners. The light gauze flickers and the lights are dim, like a dream.On the long platform, there is an embroidered snow plum screen, in front of the screen is a long case, a set of tables and chairs are placed on both sides of the long case, and the four treasures of the study are fully prepared.This set of decorations actually marked out an elegant place in this charming place.Unexpectedly, this old mother is quite tasteful, but if she makes such a big move, it won't make me bleed again.

The surrounding tables were already filled with literati and poets, and there were also many knight-errants among them. Most of them spent money to invite their husbands to help.Yang Xiaocong still sat down at the Eight Immortals table, won the oiran twice, and that table almost became his exclusive.At this time, Yu Renhao also came in. For this competition, he has made sufficient preparations, hmph, Mr. Yumian, although I am very grateful to you for abolishing my senior brother so that I can take the position, but the oiran is destined to be mine.

Between toasts and cups, the old mother came onto the stage with twists and turns, "Welcome everyone to enjoy Qunyuyuan." She cast a wink at the audience, "Tonight's competition will be the last chance to win the oiran's return, such an important day. A competition, of course, requires some special rules, don't you think?"

The old mother knew how to adjust the atmosphere, and the audience booed one after another.

"of course."

"It must be special."

"We want to see the oiran."

……

The old mother laughed so loudly that she clapped her hands.

Suddenly several red satin strips appeared above the hall, criss-crossing and flying. A woman in full dress came from the sky, wearing a gold hairpin, covered with a layer of white gauze, her beautiful face was faintly visible, full of hazy beauty.

When all living beings were obsessed, the woman in full dress had stepped down, turned into the screen, and disappeared.

Not to mention other people, Yang Xiaocong was dumbfounded, what's going on?The leader didn't say anything.

Seeing that there was enough time for brewing, the old mother gave the audience a wink, "Guys, but you haven't watched enough? If you win tonight, then the oiran will be yours for the whole night, hehe."

The people in the audience were instantly excited, "Damn it, even if you die, you have to take down the oiran."

"What are you, you are worthy of snatching from me."

"It's not even a scholar, but it's a shame to write lyrics."

……

The old mother coughed a few times, and now I'm here to announce the rules, "Due to the large number of contestants, the primary election will be held first. There are five places in the primary election. As for how to do the primary election? Naturally, the highest bidder wins. The winner might leave a good impression on the oiran. Well, I know everyone can't wait, the bidding starts now."

Yang Xiaocong