[Comprehensive] Tianjiao System

Xiao Fang smiled evilly, pinching his sleeve with one hand, and reached out to open the teacup on the table, not paying attention to those Qingcheng disciples at all.

While dealing with the opponent, Linghu Chong was distracted to observe, only to see that three Qingcheng disciples had swept behind Xiao Fang, raised their swords respectively, and stabbed from three different directions!Linghu Chong couldn't help being shocked, and shouted: "Be careful behind you!"

The teacup had already been opened, and Xiao Fang reached out to pick up the teapot again, completely ignoring the sword light that had reached behind him.The three disciples were overjoyed, and wanted to solve this problem immediately, so they hurriedly sent their swords forward. These three swords, from three angles, could immediately stab this young man of unknown origin into a skewer!

However, what they heard was not the sound of long swords piercing through the flesh, but the sound of weapons hitting!Only three ding ding ding sounds were heard, and a little cold light burst out from each of their swords, and then, the three swords broke in the middle!

One of the disciples felt that the young man turned around and lit their swords with his hands, but when he opened his eyes again, the young man was already sitting on his seat, pouring a cup of tea!

But the swords of the three of them were already broken!

The three disciples looked at each other, completely unable to understand what was going on.Except for that one disciple, the other two didn't even see Xiao Fang's movements clearly!

But Linghu Chong saw it clearly.He saw Xiao Fang turn around, a little cold light flashed on the three-person sword from his fingers, the cold light flashed away, it was definitely not the light of the sword, nor the dagger.but...

Linghu Chong suddenly felt a chill all over, he had never seen such a quick method!I have never seen someone hold a silver needle in their hand, and they can break three green steel swords to the ground in an instant!

Xiao Fang took a sip of tea, watching Linghu Chong's distracted fight scene, a wicked smile flickered on the corner of his mouth again.He held the teacup in one hand, and waved his long sleeve with the other hand, several strands of red threads shot out from the sleeve suddenly, and he saw Xiaofang, like an afterimage, wandering among the disciples of Qingcheng School, those disciples immediately stood up. The blade fell to the ground, clutching his wrist and screaming in pain!

After a while, Xiao Fang returned to his seat, still holding the bowl of tea in his hand.

"Monster... monster!" Qingcheng disciples held their wrists one after another, their faces pale.They looked at Xiao Fang in horror, retreated again and again, dragged each other and ran away after a while.

Linghu Chong wiped the sweat from his forehead, took a deep breath, and sat down beside Xiao Fang.He also poured himself a cup of tea and drank it with his head raised.

Linghu Chong drank a large bowl of cold tea, and he became much more sober.Only then did he look at Xiao Fang, only to find that the young man was still as if he had met him for the first time, just like a rich man who didn't know much about the world, how could he have the evil charm of the attack just now?

Linghu Chong frowned and said, "Brother Fang, you just..."

Xiao Fang frightened away the Qingcheng faction, so he removed the Sunflower Book and installed the Dugu Nine Swords.He hadn't had the chance to use this sword technique since it was equipped, and now that he met Linghu Chong, he couldn't help but feel a little delighted.

Xiao Fang knew that Linghu Chong was full of doubts, but he didn't want to explain, and there was no need to explain.

He picked up the teacup and steamed the tea with his internal energy. After a while, the tea was steaming: "Sorry, I'm not in good health. Someone told me not to drink cold things. Brother Linghu, take tea When it’s wine, I’ll toast you.”

Seeing this move, Linghu Chong was even more surprised. He secretly thought that this kind of internal strength might only be possessed by a master.He looked at Xiao Fang, this young man had red lips, white teeth, and a face like a crown of jade. He didn't look like he had experienced any weather at all. Why did he have such profound internal strength?

Linghu Chong raised his teacup and drank it absent-mindedly.

Xiao Fang secretly sighed, feeling that it might be impossible for him to complete Linghu Chong's painting in a short time.That's right, anyone who sees such a weird kung fu of his own will probably feel suspicious.He had just noticed that Linghu Chong hadn't learned the Dugu Nine Swords at this time. Although his swordsmanship was formidable, he could not see it in the eyes of a master, probably at the level of just coming out of the mountain.

Xiao Fang took a sip, feeling disappointed on his face.

Linghu Chong suddenly stood up and looked around: "Why is there no wine?"

Xiao Fang smiled: "Brother Linghu didn't drink enough during the day?"

"Why not?" At this moment, a voice sounded faintly, and Hua Manlou walked over with a jar of wine.He put the wine on the table, curled up a finger and touched Xiao Fang's face.

Hua Manlou smiled slightly: "Your face is a little hot, but is it enjoyable?"

Xiao Fang rubbed his hands on the spot that became hot after being touched by Hua Manlou, deliberately pretending not to care, and said: "Those Qingcheng disciples don't even have enough space between their teeth."

Hua Manlou shook his head with a smile and sat down.

Linghu Chong was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't help asking: "You two..."

Huamanlou poured a glass of water, Xiao Fang immediately covered the teacup, the tea was hot after a while, and he delivered it to Huamanlou again.

Hua Manlou took a sip. Although the tea was not as delicious as the first brew, he enjoyed it very much, as if there was no better tea.

"What Brother Linghu thinks is what it is."

Linghu Chong rubbed his nose awkwardly.He has long heard that there are people in the Jianghu who don't like soft and gentle men, but rather tough men. He and Lu Dayou used it as a joke before, but he didn't expect to meet him.However, these two people are different from what I imagined, neither of them is sissy.Linghu Chong suddenly thought of Xiao Fang's appearance when he shot just now, but looking at it now, he is completely normal, as if he was dazzled just now.

But what does it matter to him what kind of life other people are willing to live?Linghu Chong grabbed the wine jar, lifted it up and drank it in one gulp.The jar was originally small, but the wine in it was hot.

Linghu Chong drank it all in one breath, laughed loudly, and put the wine jar on the ground. After a crisp sound, he patted Xiao Fang on the shoulder and said, "Brother Fang, thank you for your relief just now."

Xiao Fang smiled slightly, and raised his teacup to signal: "Actually, Brother Linghu doesn't need my help at all. Don't you suspect that I have another purpose to help you?"

Linghu Chong sat down and said, "Of course, because most of the people who came to me recently have a purpose."

Xiao Fang showed an interested expression.

Linghu Chong took out something wrapped in kraft paper from his bosom, opened it, and found a book called "Swordsman".

"Ever since I got this book from two seniors, Qu Yang and Liu Zhengfeng, people have been looking for trouble for me. They all say that I have obtained the martial arts secret book of the Devil's Cult."

Of course Xiao Fang knew that this was not a martial arts secret book.However, seeing this legendary book with his own eyes still made him excited.

"Can I have a look?" Xiao Fang asked.

Linghu Chong nodded.

Xiao Fang carefully opened "Swordsman" and saw that there were strange symbols on it, which he couldn't understand at all, so he couldn't help frowning.

Linghu Chong smiled: "Don't understand? I don't understand either."

"This should be the sheet music for the piano and flute ensemble." Xiao Fang flipped through it and said.

Linghu Chong's expression froze: "You know?"

Xiao Fang shook his head, thinking that he had already touched "Swordsman", a slightly sacred thing in the hearts of martial arts fans, and was immediately satisfied, feeling that his fingertips were full of different feelings.However, to understand this thing, there is an expert in front of you.

He handed the book to Huamanlou: "Huamanlou, can you read it?"

Hua Manlou took the book and brushed the pages lightly with her fingers.He looked slowly, sometimes smiling, sometimes frowning.

Linghu Chong was a little stunned, until now he believed that the playboy in front of him was indeed a blind man who couldn't see.

Hua Manlou turned to the last page and sighed deeply.

"The two seniors, Qu Yang and Liu Zhengfeng, deserve to be confidantes of each other. I really want to play this piece right now."

"I want to hear it too!" Xiao Fang said.

"It's a pity that this piece is an ensemble of qin and xiao, and I can't play it alone." Hua Manlou felt a little regretful: "Xiao Fang, you can neither play the qin nor the xiao."

Xiao Fang said: "I can learn!"

Hua Manlou shook his head, and returned the book to Linghu Chong: "When you learn it, I don't know when it will be."

Xiao Fang wanted to refute, but felt that what Hua Manlou said was very reasonable.Unless the system gave him a music skill, he wouldn't be able to learn these things at all.

How about discussing it with Tianhe System?

It is also very beautiful to think about playing the qinxiao with Huamanlou.

Xiao Fang was wandering, when a gust of wind blew in and turned the pages of the book on the table. The score of "Swordsman" was turned over page by page, and a mysterious fragrance of flowers filled the air.

Xiaofang had never smelled the fragrance of flowers before, and it was getting stronger and stronger. There seemed to be a peach forest in front of him. In the depths of the peach forest, Huamanlou sat under the flowers, lightly picking the strings.

The tune he plays is very nice, but Xiao Fang pays more attention to his hands, gently grasping and picking slowly, once and for all, it is like a feather, directly touching Xiao Fang's heart.

Xiao Fang simply sat down next to Hua ManLou.He leaned on Huamanlou's shoulder, but hindered Huamanlou from playing the piano, so he simply lay down and rested his head on Huamanlou's lap.

Looking up, the rain of flowers is flying.The corner of Hua Manlou's mouth was slightly smiling, and the sound of the piano was gentle.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano changed tremblingly, and there was a crack, and the sound of the piano stopped.

Xiao Fang got up quickly and saw Hua Manlou holding his fingertips.The string broke, and a bean-sized blood drop popped out from the fingertip by the string.

Hua Manlou's face was pale.

The piano is broken, the love is broken...

"Xiao Fang!" Xiao Fang heard someone calling him, and smelled a strange smell.Looking again, the peach forest in front of him suddenly caught fire, Hua Manlou was still sitting there motionless, he was about to pull his hand, but was held by another person.The man pulled him into his arms suddenly, and Xiao Fang threw himself into his warm chest, smelling the familiar fragrance of orchids, he woke up immediately.

He was holding his nose, blood was coming out of his nose.

"What's wrong with me?"

Hua Manlou frowned and said, "You have been hit by an illusion."