Zongwu: Multiple identities have been exposed

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside the courtyard.

It turned out that the footsteps belonged to Shui Dai, and he felt a little relieved after seeing Shui Sheng and Lin Pingzhi together.

He first sighed, and then Shui Dai said to Shui Sheng.

"Sheng'er, so you are here, so I asked my father to look for you everywhere. Although your cousin did something wrong this time, daddy has already made the decision for Xiaoqing. Let Xiaofeng marry her as his wife, and Jiang Hu will never let him marry her." The Chinese laughed at Xiaofeng."

Shui Dai is a decent person, and he makes decisions swiftly and swiftly, thinking that his nephew has already shared the bed with that girl, so naturally he can't let her abandon him.

Shui Sheng's eyes turned red slightly, and she hurriedly replied: "Since Daddy has already made up his mind, then follow Daddy's will."

Shui Dai let out a "huh".

Afterwards, Shui Dai smiled and said, "By the way, Sheng'er, I heard that Mei Niansheng has an appointment to fight against the blood knife ancestor of the blood knife gate. .”

"As long as the blood knife ancestor of the blood knife gate dies, and the entire blood knife gate has no leader, then you can go out to play."

Listening to Lin Pingyi on the side, the light in his eyes flashed.

He thought to himself: "If Mei Niansheng had an appointment to fight the Blood Saber Patriarch, then Mei Niansheng would die at the hands of his three unfilial disciples, and then Mei Niansheng would pass on the Liancheng swordsmanship and the Shenzhao Sutra to Ding Dian. "

Thinking of this, Lin Pingzhi immediately asked Shui Dai.

"Water hero, may I ask where these two people are dating? I want to go and meet them."

Looking at Lin Pingzhi with a firm face and a spring-like smile in front of him.

Looking at the girl next to her, Shui Sheng, Shui Dai smiled and nodded.

"Since Brother Lin is interested in this battle, I will tell you frankly that they agreed to fight in Meizilin, thirty miles outside the city, in three days' time."

After Shui Dai finished speaking, Lin Pingzhi saluted immediately, and he saluted respectfully, "Thank you, Master Shui, for letting me know."

Seeing Lin Pingzhi being so modest and polite, Shui Dai couldn't help nodding his head. As Shui Sheng's father, how could Shui Dai not see her carelessness?
But Lin Pingzhi is too aggressive and adventurous, which makes Shui Dai feel a little worried.

The Blood Knife Patriarch and Mei Niansheng Mei Hero, they are the most powerful figures in black and white nearby, in Shui Dai's view, it is better not to provoke them.

However, Lin Pingzhi is not afraid of tigers as a newborn calf. Therefore, Shui Dai neither stopped nor persuaded him. If Lin Pingzhi survived, he would let Shui Sheng walk in the rivers and lakes. Under the chaos of knives, Shui Sheng just stopped thinking.

That night.

Shui Sheng lay on the bed for a long time, but she didn't fall asleep. During the day, Lin Pingzhi's words about going to watch the battle between the blood knife ancestor and Mei Niansheng kept ringing in her ears.

The bright moonlight poured into the house, as if it cast a layer of white light on the ground, Shui Sheng couldn't help getting up, she came to the window, looked at the bright moon in the sky, and slowly lowered her head.

"Brother Lin, you care about me, right?"

Facing the moonlight, Shui Sheng suddenly said this sentence.

at the same time.

With a "squeak", Lin Pingzhi next door also opened the window.

Looking at the bright moon in the sky, Lin Pingzhi lowered his head and sighed: "Senior sister, where are you?"

Living in Shui Mansion, although Shui Dai treats people peacefully, Lin Pingzhi is an outsider after all, which somewhat makes the latter feel uncomfortable.

"Forget it, I'll go to Meizilin tomorrow morning to have a look."

The next day.

In the early morning, Lin Pingzhi bids farewell to Shui Dai.

In order not to make Shui Sheng sad, Lin Pingzhi just left her a letter.

After leaving the water mansion, Lin Pingzhi hurried towards Meizilin.

……

plum forest.

Near noon, Patriarch Xuedao led many disciples to meet the appointment. The Patriarch Xuedao was wearing yellow monk robes and red cassocks, and all his disciples were wearing gray robes, following closely behind Patriarch Xuedao.

There were only four of Mei Niansheng's party, he and his three disciples, Qi Changfa, Wan Zhenshan, and Yan Daping.

The leader, Mei Niansheng, is about sixty years old, with pale hair, piercing eyes, wearing coarse linen clothes, and holding a sharp sword.

The blood knife patriarch looked at Mei Niansheng for the first time, his eyes were full of coldness, if it wasn't for Mei Niansheng, why would he and his disciples have to hide everywhere?

Mei Niansheng was calm and relaxed, he met the eyes of the blood knife ancestor, and the two stood facing each other.

"Mei Niansheng, hero Mei, you and I have never violated the river water, why are you aggressive towards my Xuedao sect?" The ancestor of Xuedao immediately asked the doubts in his heart.

Seeing the expression of the Blood Knife Patriarch, Mei Niansheng snorted immediately.

"Hmph, you have done all kinds of evil in the Blood Sword Sect. You have been a disaster for the world for a long time, and everyone will punish you if you get it."

Hearing this, the Blood Knife Patriarch kept walking up and down in front of the Xue Knife Sect disciples.

"Old Mei, to save you face, I call you Mei Daxia, and if I don't give you face, I call you Old Mei, do you think I'm afraid of you?"

"You actually came to the door in person, well, as long as you hand over the Liancheng Sword Art, I will spare your life."

Seeing the arrogant words of the blood knife ancestor, Mei Niansheng said loudly: "How can the treasure handed down from generation to generation fall into the hands of you adulterers?"

"Even if I, Mei Niansheng, are not good at martial arts, I will definitely fight with you Blood Sword Sect to the end."

When the blood knife ancestor heard it, he continued to say: "Okay, okay, okay!"

suddenly.

The Blood Knife Patriarch pulled out the Blood Knife from his body, and a burst of knife energy quickly attacked Mei Niansheng.

Seeing this, Mei Niansheng was unequivocal, he drew out the sharp sword in his hand, and also attacked the Blood Knife Patriarch.

The two attacks exploded in the middle, and the knife energy and sword energy were confused with each other, leaving traces of swords and swords on the surrounding tree trunks.

At this time, the ancestor of the blood knife moved quickly, and there was a blood groove on the machete. His saber technique was extremely fierce, and the machete was slashed towards Mei Niansheng's chest. The knife was fast and ruthless, and the knife was deadly. After seeing everyone Back chills.

Suddenly, the sword in Mei Niansheng's hand was lifted up and down, and the blood knife ancestor was bounced away. At the same time, he raised the sword in his hand and stabbed the blood knife ancestor.

The two stood in the air, and in the blink of an eye, they fought for more than 20 rounds, and for a while there was no winner.

Whether it's the blood knife ancestor's saber technique or Mei Niansheng's sword technique, they have all achieved great success.

Seeing that Mei Niansheng's swordsmanship was nothing more than that, the blood knife patriarch immediately burst out laughing.

"Old man Mei, let me see your Liancheng swordsmanship?"

Hearing this, Mei Niansheng didn't keep his hand anymore, he saw his figure suddenly changed, suddenly five or six figures of Mei Niansheng appeared in the woods, attacking at the blood knife ancestor at the same time.

Seeing this sword technique, the three disciples behind Mei Niansheng had inconceivable surprise in their eyes. Mei Niansheng had always only told them the name of the sword move, but never taught them the Liancheng Sword Art.

Especially Wan Zhenshan, he murmured in a low voice: "Liancheng swordsmanship."

There was a flash of light in the eyes of the ancestor of the blood knife on the opposite side, and he tensed up, holding the blood knife in front of him.