Sudden HE with the villain

"The mist is faint!"

"The glow of the clouds is fading!"

……

"Smoky water!"

The girl pierced the giant bear's heart with a sword, and turned sideways to avoid the splashing blood.The white clothes are spotless, and the drawn sword is also spotless.

"Sister-in-law."

Gu Xiyue turned her head, threw herself into the woman's arms, and said with a smile, "Senior Sister, I hunted another bear! I will be able to eat the bear's paw in a few days."

The corners of Qingping's mouth twitched slightly. Ever since the child had perfected his swordsmanship, he was obsessed with hunting with a giant bear sword. Over the years, the wild animals on the surrounding mountains were almost wiped out by her.

"The family is not short of money..."

Gu Xiyue pouted, "Who made it bully me when I was young?"

What's more, watching her senior sister wrestle with the giant bear but she can't do anything, she never wants to feel so weak again.

Qingping just patted her head, "Let's go down the mountain."

"it is good!"

Seven years have passed, and they are no longer the young and weak children of the past.

The juvenile grows into a slim flower; and the girl also slowly blooms, and the already beautiful face is even more refined.

Only the woman who had been immersed in wine all day, still had the same face, except for her gray temples, so that people could not tell her age.

Qingping would accompany Gu Xiyue down the mountain once a month to buy various supplies and the most important thing is to go to the government office.

She stood at the door, and when she saw the girl walking out dejectedly, she understood somewhat.

Gu Xiyue sighed, and held Qingping's hand, "Senior Sister, I really don't understand. After so many years, why is there no news about those goddamn things?"

A group of vicious gangsters who murdered the whole family, not to mention being arrested, have no news of committing another crime.

This is undoubtedly very strange.

Qing Ping held her instead, and said softly: "Don't worry, the law of heaven recurs, and retribution is not good."

Gu Xiyue nodded, "If there is no news in a few years, I will go and find out myself."

"I'll accompany you."

The two went to the restaurant together, and the young man at the door saw them, and greeted them with a smile, "You two fairy sisters, are you going down the mountain again today?"

Gu Xiyue rolled his eyes at him, "Sister, sister, we are not as old as you! Don't be ashamed!"

Little did they know that her eyes seemed angry and angry, coquettish and charming, which made everyone in the shop dumbfounded.

Qingping took a step back without showing any signs of expression, and hid her behind him, shielding everyone from prying eyes, and said to the shopkeeper, "It's like usual."

The little servant responded repeatedly: "Okay! A pot of Biluochun, a plate of dried beef, and two bowls of Yangchun noodles!"

They walked to the second floor, Gu Xiyue leaned on the railing, smiled at the old storyteller and asked, "Uncle Lin, whose story are you going to tell today?"

The old man patted the gavel, "Today I'm talking about the Hezhong Hero, who is also the leader of the current martial arts alliance and the hero of Zonghan."

Gu Xiyue "cut", "What kind of hero is a hero in the river? I don't want to listen to him. Tell me about Jiang Ying."

The people in the store laughed and said, "Sister Little Immortal, you have been listening to the story of Jinghong Sword for seven years, why are you still not tired of it?"

Gu Xiyue sat on the thin fence, with one foot slightly bent and the other dangling in the air, looking down at everyone in the hall, she said disdainfully: "Whoever makes today's martial arts heroes decline, except Jinghong Sword, Only Sushou benevolence can be said."

"joke!"

The one who shouted angrily was an old man in Tsing Yi, with a square face, two thin beards on his chin, and a long square cloth package hanging behind him.

He was holding the teacup in one hand, and the other was hanging on the table, facing a pair of bamboo chopsticks in front of the plate.

Qingping noticed that the old man's hand joints were thick, his right hand was covered with calluses, his eyes were twinkling, and there was a hidden light inside. He seemed to be a master of swords.

She subconsciously took a step forward and stood beside Gu Xiyue.

"There are countless heroes in the world, the lord and his wife are loyal to Bo Yuntian, famous scholars from Xiushan are unparalleled in swordsmanship, not to mention Yangchun Sword, Thunderbolt Knife, Raging Flame Hall...You country girl, how dare you speak nonsense here."

Gu Xiyue sneered, "A group of goofy dogs who are trying to catch fame and fame are worthy of the word hero?" She glanced at Qingping, saw that her senior sister didn't stop her, and continued: "Listen up, old man, what am I telling you? He is a hero!"

"The sweeping monk burns wood as a knife, destroys Jiuluoluo, and protects the Central Plains Wutong."

"On the top of Huashan Mountain, the unknown knight sword challenged Ming Fang."

"Water Moon Demon Palace was born, two women and two swords cracked the blood."

She raised her eyebrows, and scolded coquettishly: "Compared to them, what are those heroes you say who are obsessed with false fame, who would praise and show off each other as soon as they meet?"

The old man's face was green and pale for a while when she said it, and with a flick of his finger, the bamboo chopsticks came through the air and hit the girl's hand.

Qingping had nothing in his hands, so he quickly pulled out a piece of hair, used his sword to split the bamboo chopsticks in half.

Two pieces of bamboo chopsticks were deeply inserted into the wooden fence, only a black top was exposed.

If she hadn't taken precautions, this thing might have crippled Yue's hand.

Thinking of this, Qingping's eyes turned cold, "Since a hero calls himself a hero, why should he be as knowledgeable as a child?"

Gu Xiyue said angrily: "Senior sister, I am not a child anymore!"

The old man wanted to teach this arrogant little girl a lesson, but he never thought that the hidden weapon could be deciphered so easily.He also looked serious, stood up slowly, and asked: "I don't know where your highness is?"

"Hmph, listen carefully," Gu Xiyue raised her face and said proudly, "My master is the sage Wuming Wuming, and my master is Jiang Bujing, a snow mountain swordsman. The sword in his hand is called 'Scaring the Bird'."

When he heard 'scare the birds', the old man's face became even more serious, "Are you here to entertain me?"

He looked at Qingping again, "How can a master who has never been on Fengyunpu teach an apprentice like you?"

Qing Ping also looked at him evasively, "At least my teacher won't do such shameless things as attacking young girls."

The old man remained motionless.

Gu Xiyue pointed at him and said with a giggle: "Look, senior sister, his face is as black as a pot lid."

"He Zhongzong sinks into the water, please fight." The old man opened the cloth package and pulled out the shining sword inside.

Uncle Lin was so frightened that he fell to the ground and shouted to the two people upstairs: "Xiaoyue, Qingping, please admit your mistake, this is the elder of the Zong family!"

Why did people from the Zong family suddenly appear here?Could it be related to Master?

Just when Qingping was thinking, Gu Xiyue had already jumped off.

"The clan?" Gu Xiyue clapped his palms, "It's the clan that loves to claim to be righteous, and manages the east and the west."

She walked around Zong Chenshui, sighed and shook her head, "You are not worthy of fighting my senior sister."

The corner of Zong Chenshui's mouth raised slightly, "Oh? You want to compete with me?"

"Okay," Gu Xiyue tilted her head with a naive attitude, "But our master has a rule, but there is always a bet in every competition. Elder Zong, I think your sword is good. If you lose, you can keep it." Come down."

Zong Chenshui's face turned blue, and he clenched the sword in his hand.

But Gu Xiyue provoked him again, "What? Don't dare? Are you afraid that you will lose?"

With the eyes of everyone in the hall and his identity already exposed, if he showed timidity towards a little girl, he would probably become a laughing stock.

Zong Chenshui thought he would win, and said proudly: "Okay, today I will teach you a lesson."

Uncle Lin hastily ran to the second floor, "Qing Ping, please persuade your junior sister, just admit defeat and admit defeat. Elder Zong has been famous for a long time, so he won't do anything to you."

Qingping just looked at the two pieces of bamboo chopsticks in silence.

Just now Xiyue just said a few words, Zong Chenshui wanted to abolish one of her hands, is such a ruthless and narrow-minded person worthy of being called a hero?

Uncle Lin saw that she didn't speak for a while, and then saw that the two people in the hall were at war with each other, anxious like ants on a hot pot, "Little aunt, grandma, just admit your mistake."

"Junior Sister is right."

Uncle Lin thought he heard it wrong, and asked in surprise, "What did you say?"

Qing Ping rested his hands on the railing, and repeated expressionlessly: "Junior Sister is right, but you are just a person who is just trying to make money for fame and reputation."

Zong Chenshui's sword was half out of its sheath, "You don't use a sword?"

Gu Xiyue scratched her head, looked left and right, suddenly her eyes lit up, went to the counter, picked up a feather duster, and said to the shopkeeper, "Uncle Yuan, lend me this first."

The shopkeeper wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "Okay, okay, can you... can you go outside and fight?"

"Don't be afraid, the Zongfu is the richest man in Yunzhou. If you break something, Zong Daxia will pay you several times the price."

Zong Chenshui stood in front of the table with a sword in his hand, "Since you are a junior, I will let you do three tricks."

Gu Xiyue was also not polite, "The elder will take care of it."

The feather duster flew out like electricity and stabbed three times in a row. When Zong Chenshui realized something was wrong and wanted to draw his sword, his wrist suddenly felt a sharp pain.

Except for Qingping, no one in the tavern could see Gu Xiyue's figure clearly.

Uncle Lin subconsciously covered his eyes, and the next moment he heard a crisp voice.He was hesitating whether to let go of his hand. The old man had a bad heart and couldn't bear the stimulation, and he heard the sound of sighs and exclamations from the whole room.

Open your fingers and look, chicken feathers are flying all over the sky, and the mighty Zong-style elder has a few chicken feathers hanging on his head, standing there with a livid face.

And the sword has fallen to the ground.

Gu Xiyue smiled, "Elder, you have lost. This sword..." She pointed to the ground, "I broke a feather duster in the store. This sword looks very sharp. It should be convenient for chopping firewood and cutting meat. Leave it to them."

The shopkeeper quickly waved his hand, "Don't dare to take it, don't dare to take it."

Zong Chenshui looked at the ground in disbelief, and only then did he realize what had happened.

He had been practicing swordsmanship for decades, and now he was defeated by a girl with a feather duster in three moves?For a moment, all thoughts were lost, he was ashamed, angry, and shocked.

The pale lips trembled, "This, this is impossible... What kind of magic are you using? Who are you!"

Gu Xiyue said with a smile: "My teacher is from Wuming, and this set of swordsmanship is also nameless. If you have to give it a name, let's call it Bear Swordsmanship."

"Junior Sister, let's go back." Qing Ping jumped downstairs and walked to the door.

"Okay!" Gu Xiyue threw down the duster, trotted over and grabbed Qingping's hand.

Zong Shenshui, who was left alone with an earthy face, stood where he was, facing the chicken feathers all over the place.