The world is prosperous, come alone for Qinghan

Light Frost City.

Broken water village.

It was crowded and lively.

On the high pavilion of the restaurant, a man in Tsing Yi sat by the window, his slender white fingers lightly tapped a green long sword placed on the table, the man's eyes were beautiful, slender and upward, There are indescribable moving things between frowns and smiles and gestures.

Following this gaze, one can see a high platform built early in Poshui Village, and a big flag was erected on the side of the high platform, with four words written on the flag, 'competition for marriage'.

Martial arts competition, snatching a marriage?

"Hey, tell me, will Shen Qinghan come over today?"

"I don't know if Shen Qinghan will come or not, but Mo Nanfeng will definitely come."

"That guy can't wait to put a few big characters on his forehead, saying, Shen Qinghan is the person my young master likes, and now suddenly a different girl is here to compete with him. Isn't this a way to build prestige?"

"Why is the eldest lady of our Poshui Village suddenly interested in Shen Qinghan?"

"I heard that I bumped into Shen Qinghan at the foot of Kunlun Mountain a few days ago. The girl's family has a spring heart, and naturally it is out of control."

"What is the origin of this Shen Qinghan, really so good-looking? Then Mo Nanfeng left home for more than ten years just to chase him, and now the eldest lady of Poshuizhuang can still put on a show for him in public, what kind of fairy is it? Such a character, who can charm a woman, can also charm a man?"

"Who knows, it's all legends, and none of us have seen it before."

There are more and more people making trips to watch the excitement.

The man in Tsing Yi didn't seem to care about this matter, but when he was immersed in drinking, he would raise his eyes to look at the ring if there was nothing.

At noon, the arena officially opened.

The brawny man beating the drums was full of strength, and every sound of the drum could trigger the enthusiastic response of the people watching the excitement. After three drum beatings, the brawny man put down the wooden stick in his hand.

"Has Mo Nanfeng come?"

The back of the arena was placed on a tall building, and suddenly there was a crisp 'ding dong' bell sound, a woman in yellow flew down, spun around along the wooden pillar, tapped her toes, and landed firmly on the ground .

"Has Mo Nanfeng come?"

The long sword thrown high up was grabbed into her palm again, and the woman in yellow pulled out her sword, flung a beautiful move and pointed outward, and asked again aggressively.

The little girl's appearance can't be said to be alluring, but she is playful and cute. She is not very old, at most she is 16 years old, she is already big, her eyebrows are full of pride, even when it comes to these Mo Nanfeng, who was equally well-known in the Kunlun Mountains and in the rivers and lakes, and Mo Nanfeng, who is well-deserved among the youngsters who have jumped up in the younger generation, is not afraid at all.

"What happened? Didn't it mean that the arena was set up for Shen Qinghan? Why did you find Mo Nanfeng again?"

"Miss Shui has been weird since she was a child, who knows what she's thinking about, don't make wild guesses, just concentrate on watching the show."

It turns out that this woman in yellow is the eldest daughter of Shui Changtian, the owner of Poshui Village in Qingshuang City, Shui Yunqing.

After yelling twice, there was no response. Shui Jun frowned lightly, and the smile on her face deepened. She politely clasped her fists at the audience and said, "Since Mo Nanfeng dare not Come on, for today's events, let the elders of the villagers come and bear witness for Jun Qing."

"What's the matter?"

"What's the matter?"

"I do not know either."

Those who were not well-informed, naturally became more confused after hearing these words.

"There is a saying, Guanguan Jujiu, in Hezhizhou, gentlemen and ladies are good." Shui Yunqing originally pointed at the sky leisurely, but he didn't know who he thought of, suddenly his eyes froze, his hands immediately clenched his fists, and he said through gritted teeth, "In this world, everyone has the desire to love beauties, but Mo Nanfeng, relying on his own martial arts strength, is domineering and bullying the weak. Because he saw Shen Qinghan first, Shen Qinghan is untouchable even by others. Is there anyone?"

Sure enough, it was still to grab a man.

Everyone in the audience immediately understood.

"Miss, I'm setting up a battle today to protest against this kind of unequal treatment." She raised her sword high, her face full of generosity, as if she was about to revolt, "to protest Mo Nanfeng's dictatorship and corruption, who want to cover the sky with one hand Style, Shen Qinghan belongs to everyone, Shen Qinghan belongs to everyone, Shen Qinghan is..."

The audience was silent.

"Ahem..." Shui Jun coughed twice, trying to relieve his embarrassment, "Well, anyway, today I want to tell the world that no matter how loud Mo Nanfeng is, Shen Qing Han is not the only one who can have the final say, from today onwards, I will also officially join the 'Idiot Chasing Wife', bah, 'Husband Chasing' camp, Shen Qinghan, I want it."

What I heard was inexplicable for a while.

After everyone looked at each other for a few seconds, there was a burst of applause like a storm from the audience.

"Missy is right."

"Missy did a great job."

"Shen Qinghan belongs to our Qingshuang City."

Alas, a group of idiots, the man in Tsing Yi above the high pavilion shook his head helplessly.

This little idiot is making such a fuss, the big idiot must be coming soon.

Sure enough, as soon as this thought came to mind, there was a loud bang, and a palm force came from somewhere. In short, there was a sudden gust of wind from all directions, sweeping away from the inside to the outside. Finally, dust and dead leaves were raised all over the ground, and a big hole was broken in the giant drum that was making a heroic sound just now.

Shui Jun was afraid that he would be dazzled by the wind and sand, so he temporarily covered his face with his sleeves, and only raised his eyes when the wind became less windy.

Mo Nanfeng still smiled and looked like he didn't want to be beaten. Although this guy can be regarded as a handsome young man, if it weren't for Shen Qinghan, throwing him into the crowd would be worth the screams of three or five girls appearance.

However, because Shui Jun lightly hugged Shen Qinghan's arm at the foot of Kunlun Mountain and was beaten up by this guy because of his personal enmity, it made the two of them dislike each other no matter how they looked at each other.

"Mo Nanfeng, you dare to come?"

"Why didn't I dare to come?" said a lazy voice.

"Mo Nanfeng, I, Qingshuang City, have a hard time getting in and out. Today you..."

"Little girl is young, and she has a way of talking big things. If my Qinghan hadn't said something for you last time, would you still have such teeth and stand here to reason with me?" Mo Nanfeng crossed his arms around his chest, raised his eyebrows and smiled at Shui Junqing, "I listened to my brother's persuasion, and quickly removed this broken table. Shen Qinghan belongs to Mo Nanfeng, and there is no reason to say this."

Shui Jun lightly touched his good teeth subconsciously, remembering Mo Nanfeng's strength at the foot of Kunlun Mountain that really wanted to kill him, and was inexplicably startled into a cold sweat in this scorching heat, "You... …you you……"

Well, it's hard to say anything.

"But today, I'm still in a good mood. If you really want to play, I don't mind competing with you." He let go of his embraced hands, and twirled the long sword in his hand. Mo Nanfeng's left hand Holding the sword body, grasping the hilt with his right hand, he was completely ready to draw the sword, "But I'd better advise you to think clearly, after all, my sword, my lord, will not be taken back easily once it is fucked. "

"I..." Anyway, there are so many people watching, and if she dares to put on this ring, she will not admit it easily, besides, this is in her territory of Qingshuang City, even if she can't beat it , but at any rate, it still has the advantage of a geographical location, so I'm sure I won't be afraid of him. Mo Nanfeng said, "Hmph, just hit me, if you can't beat me within ten moves..."

"I can't beat you within three moves, my young master, I will kill myself and apologize."

"Speak wild words, look at the sword." Shui Yun lightly held the sword and stabbed forward.

All the onlookers stared wide-eyed. You must know that although there are many great families in Jianghu, it is the first time that they bump into the heirs of these two great families at the same time. The Shui family in Qingshuang City and the Mo family in Mobei , when it comes to the influence of the rivers and lakes, no one will lose to anyone.

Three tricks?

I'm afraid this little girl won't be able to catch even one move.

Mo Nanfeng let Shui Jun lightly stab himself with two swords first, and the two swords were easily dodged sideways. Nanfeng stretched out his hand and grabbed her clothes, fearing that she would have to throw a dog to eat shit.

"you……"

Mo Nanfeng's way of teasing the children naturally annoyed Shui Yun, who knew that the more annoyed he was, the more he couldn't beat him, and his whole body was full of flaws.

"Forget it, my Qinghan family never likes to see blood, so I'll cut off your long hair."

"No."

Hair is the life of a girl.

When Mo Nanfeng swung his sword, the strong blue sword energy made people unable to dodge, and only one thought came to Shui Yunqing's mind, and that was 'it's over'.

This waist-length hair, how long will it take to grow back?

Ask for forgiveness?

Don't cut my hair off.

Shui Jun was in a hurry, and there were still a few tears in her eyes, but unfortunately, the person she met this time was Mo Nanfeng, who no longer understood the four words of pity, pity, and pity, except for Shen Qinghan. How did you write it? Mo Nanfeng.

Just at this critical moment.

A dark green jade cup that flew over suddenly from a distance blocked the sword lightly for the water, and there was a clear 'dang', and the domineering sword energy was quietly transformed into a cloud of water mist, Mo Nanfeng was still standing there in a daze, but the jade cup turned into powder.

"Qinghan." Mo Nanfeng yelled in surprise, lightened his body, and chased after the blue figure.

Shen Qinghan?

Did you call Shen Qinghan just now?

Shui Junqing squatted on the ground at some point, clasped her head with her hands, and looked up at the high pavilion when she heard the shout.

Everyone turned back.

"What about people?"

"Why is the gentleman in Tsing Yi who was sitting here just now missing?"

"He can't be Shen Qinghan."

"Did you see what that young man looked like just now?"

"Who noticed this? I've been staring downstairs."

"Oh, it can't be, Shen Qinghan is beside me, so none of us can see it?"

"I didn't see it."

"I didn't see it either."

Everyone was annoyed and missed the opportunity to see this celestial figure.