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Sun Jinghong said with a smile: "There are many martial arts masters here, if they all stare at that stage, he will be arrested before reaching the stage, so he came up with a bad idea to draw these people's attention away."

"Where's that Ah Po?" Bi Bi was suspicious.

At this time, Ah Po had already chased after Qiu Lingfu, and Chaos Light's dagger chopped at Qiu Lingfu's half-covered long hair, but the dagger, which was clearly not sharp, chopped off a strand of the hair, which floated away from Ah Po's eyes.

Qiu Lingfu in front seemed to be disturbed, and finally couldn't bear it any longer. He gritted his teeth, drew a sharp soft sword from his waist, and stabbed at the person behind him.

With a flash of the soft sword, like a vigorous and powerful stream of silver, it flew straight to Ah Po's forehead, with murderous intent.

Ah Po leaned to the side, barely dodging, then spun the dagger in a circle in his hand, swiped forward, the movement was neat and fast, before Qiu Lingfu could even react, a line was drawn on the seemingly expensive clothes on his chest long mouth.

This movement was mastered precisely and minutely. The outermost layer of the clothes was only scratched, but the clothes inside were not damaged at all, let alone hurt Qiu Lingfu in the slightest.

Qiu Xiaoshi in the audience was startled, and couldn't help shouting loudly: "Young master, be careful!"

Only then did the people around, even the sect masters and heroes, notice that the one wielding a soft sword with elegant and treacherous swordsmanship was the handsome young master Qiu Lingfu who did not know his identity.

The two people on the stage fought ruthlessly, but within one or two strokes, the clang and clang sound caused by Chaoguang's dagger and sharp long sword, together with the sword flower, suddenly became fierce, and the audience was dazzled.

This rain of flowers and leaves was originally a rare peaceful event in Jianghu, even though they were sensitive to the sound of swords and swords, the masters and heroes present looked at each other, as if they wanted to stop it.

However, seeing that the two people on the stage were just negotiating with each other and had no intention of interfering with or hurting others, they felt strange in their hearts, fearing that it would cause a bigger misunderstanding, so they did not take action lightly.

I had to look at the head of Hua Yuye Sun again, but just happened to see "Sun Qinghong" give an order, and the left and right protectors Hanyan flew out together to stop the two people who were confronting each other.

All this came unexpectedly, "Sun Qinghong" got up and apologized: "Everyone, please be safe and don't be impatient. This matter happened at the reception tonight and spoiled everyone's interest. It is Sun who failed to make arrangements."

"Sun Qinghong"'s voice was neither yin nor yang, but others didn't think it was too yang, but felt feminine.

The head of Zixiao, Master Nine Thoughts, stroked his beard and said, "It's hard to calm down the chaos when things gather in the rivers and lakes, and head Sun doesn't have to blame himself."

Weng Yiwei said: "Hmph, that Qiu Lingfu talks insanely, his words are not serious, and he likes to make trouble and behave in an unruly manner, which is expected."

Here "Sun Qinghong" listened to Weng Yiwei's words, and asked knowingly: "Master Weng and Young Master Qiu know each other?"

Weng Yiwei glanced at the stage, and said in distaste: "It's just that I met him in Ziyu. He is Xu Zhuge's friend. I heard that Xiangshuilou lives in Huatian. Palace Master Ding should be more familiar with it."

Palace Master Ding had a businessman's half-true smile on his face, and he said, "No, no, I'm not very familiar with it either. This man came with Xu Zhuge, I think Master Sun can ask Xu Zhuge."

The four people over there fought together on the stage, with swords, lights and swords densely packed, and their martial arts skills were superb.

Hanyan's swordsmanship is proficient and her body is light and graceful; Qiu Lingfu's swordsmanship is unpredictable, combined with elegant steps, and ruthless and cunning moves.

But everyone's eyes gradually came to the darkly dressed Ah Po, who held an ordinary dagger, and his movements were neat and clean, like an eagle that shuttled freely between the cliffs and dangerous peaks, easily maneuvering among the three of them.

While defending against Qiu Lingfu's impenetrable offensive, at the same time obstructing Han Yan and Bi's attack on Qiu Lingfu, it makes people feel strange.

His posture is like the wind, calm and unhurried, every move is exquisite, and he can easily swim between swords and flowers without any damage.

Many heroes in the audience watched it, and even felt a little envious and ashamed of themselves.

Most people have spent ten to five years in the rivers and lakes, and the skills they have experienced may not be able to match the tricks and half-styles of this strange figure.

Those present couldn't help feeling suspicious: Who are these two people?

The fight stopped quickly, but Qiu Lingfu was the first to give in and evade. He yelled unreasonably, "What are you doing? You should hit him."

Immediately, Hanyan stopped her long sword, and just about to speak, Hanyan tugged on her bib, turned her head to Sun Jinghong's direction, and respectfully asked for instructions: "Master."

"Young master!" Qiu Xiaoshi staggered, ignoring everyone's gazes, and awkwardly climbed up to the half-person-high platform to check whether Qiu Lingfu was injured.

At this time Xu Bichuan had already approached between this table and "Sun Qinghong", glanced lightly at the faces of the sect masters present, and then turned to "Sun Qinghong", but said apologetically: "Master Sun, really I'm sorry, my friend doesn't understand the rules, I hope I can forgive you if I have time to dissuade you in the future."

"Sun Qinghong" only said: "Personal responsibility is personal responsibility. I, Sun Qinghong, are not ignorant. This young master Qiu is just a friend Xu Zhuge met on the road, and Xu Zhuge can't let Xu Zhuge take it for nothing. Xu Zhuge also Please take a seat, let me ask this young master Qiu."

Xu Bichuan seemed to want to say something, but was invited to the side by a disciple of Hua Yuye.

These two sentences help Xu Bichuan and Qiu Lingfu clear up the relationship, so as not to cause too much trouble in Xu Zhuge's name, "Sun Qinghong" said again: "I, Hua Yuye, have been cared for by everyone in the Wulin since I hosted the Hua Chaohui in the Wulin. , There has never been any accident, and no one has ever been able to use Hua Chaohui to do anything. Sun believes that Young Master Qiu suddenly came to this stage, maybe there is some misunderstanding."

This seemed to be an excuse for Qiu Lingfu, but it seemed to be establishing the majesty of Hua Yuye, and no one present had any doubts.

Over there, Qiu Lingfu heard this, but said: "Hey, Miss Sun, don't be so serious, I just want to come up for fun, who knows that this guy insists on obstructing me."

As he spoke, he glared at Ah Po fiercely, to show his dissatisfaction for cutting his clothes, and said: "Isn't this flower court a grand event in the martial arts? As a member of the Jianghu, why don't you let me show one? Just let these big If the sect is in the limelight, are we small sects incapable of being unfriendly?"

Huachaohui, well-known upright, rich scholars, throw away their swords and prejudices, and present the piano, flute, singing and dancing under martial arts skills to show their favor to each other, and indulge in joy.

Although Chen Wei was happy to see Hua Yuye's jokes, he sneered after hearing Qiu Lingfu's words: "What sect are you? Heretics are not welcome! Don't just claim to be a sect by yourself and come here to play wild."

The reason why martial arts events are limited to decent people is because heretics and evil ways don't bother with peace and friendship in martial arts, so invitations will not come.

Such as Ghost Shadow Alliance, such as Hundred Bone Cave.

But no matter how small the orthodox sect is, this Hua Yuye will also invite, and the heads of the sects have met each other, and this Qiu Lingfu came out of thin air, with a small follower, and the small follower was always afraid that he would be hurt. How can there be a little quack spirit.

He clearly has a vulgar air of a gentleman, but where did he come from what kind of sect?

Under the curtain here, Sun Jinghong's expression was solemn, this Qiu Lingfu was going to...

Before he could dissuade him, Qiu Lingfu said innocently: "My Suxin faction came here uninvited, do you have any opinions?"

Like a spark thrown into a bowl of oil, the pot exploded, and the heroes in charge looked at each other in astonishment.

The most shocking one was that Palace Master Ding of Xiangshui Palace, who was so dumbfounded that he could hold an egg in his mouth.

This expression puzzled Xu Bichuan who was watching carefully, didn't Palace Master Ding doubt Qiu Lingfu?

It was dark that night, and the two of them couldn't see each other's faces clearly, but the Aunt Qiu that Qiu Lingfu was talking about was very likely to see Qiu Lingfu's real face, didn't she report to Palace Master Ding?

And the group of assassins that Qiu Lingfu met near Xiangshui Palace, although they may not be from Xiangshui Palace, they should also be connected with Palace Master Ding... But Palace Master Ding's reaction does not seem to be suspicious After Qiu Lingfu.

...And the shock on Palace Mistress Ding's face didn't seem to be faking.

Qiu Lingfu on the stage looked at the audience, enjoying the reaction of the crowd being teased by him, but someone scratched his spine on the back, Qiu Lingfu turned his head sensitively, and looked at Ah Po with a relaxed expression.

Ah Po sneered, and hung his voice so that everyone below could hear: "No matter what sect it is, there will be rules for Huachao in this Huachao. I told you not to behave wildly."

There is a hint of pampering in this, and it also intends to tell everyone that the two are not enemies, but friends, and what happened just now is just that Qiu Lingfu is keen to make trouble, and his friend came to persuade him.

Ah Po said to Sun Jinghong again, "Master Sun, this kid has no rules, he likes to make trouble and show off, he insists on coming up to touch the qin player's qin to show off his skills, as his friend I can't stop it, you can Don't be surprised."

Sun Jinghong was silent for a moment, ignored that Ah Po, and only said to Qiu Lingfu: "It turns out that he is a member of the Suxin Sect... We Hua Yuye and the Suxin Sect have not been in contact for many years. Young Master Qiu came here for the first time. What is the meaning of ruining a feast of martial arts?"

Sun Jinghong didn't know what Qiu Lingfu wanted to do, so he followed his old way of "food and wine old man".

Everyone in the world knew that there was a gap between Hua Yuye and the Suxin faction, and old Fanjiu also rumored that Qiu Xinsu was now Huayuye, this Sun Jinghong turned the topic away, and everyone present pricked up their ears.

"Miss Sun, don't be surprised. Huachaohui is a major event of martial arts peace. My Suxin sect is also a martial arts righteous way. Why not come here? People in the rivers and lakes are open-minded and heroic. Isn't everyone just playing? Why? I can't play alone." Qiu Lingfu said, his tone focused on the word "girl", and he pretended to complain like a child, which made Xu Bichuan shake his head and smile wryly.

Everyone was also thinking, who is the Suxin Sect, this boy who speaks so incomprehensibly?

"Miss Sun, do you have any dissatisfaction with my Suxin faction?" Qiu Lingfu's mouth was lively, his tone narrow, as if he was teasing some young lady, "I heard that my mother is in Huayuye, and I didn't say a word. Why do you Instead, they were dissatisfied with my Suxin faction first."

Another uproar.

Everyone's reaction to Qiu Lingfu's frivolous tone was nothing compared to the word "my mother".

Everyone present could guess that the series of chaos around just now was nothing more than this young man's way of playing around. Otherwise, the banquet happened to be chaotic, and this young man would have been able to stand in the middle of the singing stage.

But is this mischievous and rude young master really the son of the heroine Qiu Xinsu?

But if you look closely, although the brows and eyes are full of vulgarity, but the shape is very similar to Qiu Xinsu, and the nose is as delicate as carved jade.

But the mouth is thin, and the smile is so mischievous and malicious, but it doesn't quite look like it.

That hair color and eyes are shallow, not like Qiu Xinsu's black hair.

Jiu Sidao was highly respected, but sighed: "Sure enough, the Suxin swordsmanship just now is exquisite and incomparable. I haven't seen it for a long time."

After hearing this, those present were sure that even if this Qiu Lingfu was not the son of Qiu Xinsu, he must be some kind of confidant of Qiu Xinsu.