A Qing

Ah Qing returned to the Fort of the Divine Knife enthusiastically, and headed towards the backyard to squat in the corner to listen to the corner, but met a group of people on the road, took a closer look, and the most eye-catching one was the young master she knew, who had the prototype of a handsome young man Long Xiaoyun.

He was wearing a red cloak trimmed with white rabbit fur and a small leather jacket trimmed with crescent moon white. The first time he saw Ah Qing, his eyes lit up, he smiled innocently, and waved: "Ah Master Qing, what a coincidence, you are here too!"

Ah Qing: "..." If she hadn't seen the dead child in the letter threatening to come to the wedding, she would have thought they met by chance.

Probably because of his recovery of martial arts, Long Xiaoyun seemed in a particularly good mood, dressed in bright red flamboyantly and recklessly, his pretty face was like a jade carved in powder, and his complexion was so good that he could kill a young tiger.

Behind him was a shadow. He was wearing a wide bamboo hat, and the brim of the hat was extremely low, as if he didn't want anyone to look at him.

The first time Ah Qing saw him, she thought he was dressed strangely.He was wearing a golden yellow shirt, the corners of which were so short that they could only cover his knees; the cuffs were tightly bound, his fingers were thin and long, and his bones protruded, making him look very powerful.There is a sword on the right side of the belt, and the hilt is facing left, which looks like a left-handed person.

Ah Qing curled her lips, she doesn't really like to fight with left-handers, their moves are always the opposite of others', more pungent and secretive, and less friendly.

When her gaze stayed on that person for a long time, that person also seemed to be intentional or not, and raised his head to look at Ah Qing without any emotional fluctuations.

——Those eyes are dead gray!

She had never seen such a gloomy look in his eyes, he was indifferent to all emotions, all life - even his own life!

After seeing those eyes, Ah Qing felt a little uncomfortable, a little suffocated, and a little sick.

What does Long Xiaoyun bring this kind of person behind him?

Ah Qing frowned, and made no secret of her dislike for Jing Wuming: "Who is behind you?"

Long Xiaoyun smiled innocently like a child: "I heard...he is a powerful fighter who is as famous as the "Flying Swordsman". The two most powerful are him, Jing Wuming, and Ah Fei."

I don't know who this Jing Wuming is, but... the wolf cub is naturally the most powerful.

Hearing these words of praise for A Fei, Ah Qing inexplicably felt a sense of pride in her heart, smiled and said humbly for him: "A Fei actually has to work harder! But he will definitely be better than me in the future!"

Hearing this, Long Xiaoyun's complexion suddenly turned cloudy: "What? Are you very optimistic about him?"

"In terms of swordsmanship, he is indeed outstanding." Ah Qing said with a smile.

With a dark face, Long Xiaoyun glared at her viciously: "What about me? I'm your apprentice—do you think he's smarter than me? He's better than me in martial arts?"

Ah Qing looked at him in surprise: "So far, you really can't beat him."

Long Xiaoyun had blue veins on his forehead, he clenched his fists, took two deep breaths, and told himself not to be as knowledgeable as this kind of fool. do you know?"

Ah Qing was taken aback, shocked by the news, subconsciously objected: "Impossible - I've seen him before..."

"Hey, this good wedding has suddenly turned into a funeral. It's really an impermanent world." Long Xiaoyun looked melancholy, as if he felt sympathy for Bai Yong's death, and also for the disappearance of the main gate master and the second sect master's disappearance. The upturned magic knife gate felt pity.

With a smile in his eyes, he took Ah Qing's hand, and said in a melancholy but cheerful tone, "Hey...to express my condolences for all this—let's have lunch together!"

Ah Qing was led by Long Xiaoyun all the way to a private room specially used to entertain VIPs. Long Xiaoyun bossed the waiter all the way. For a while, he disliked the fact that there were too many golden hazel jade on the screen, which seemed to be a nouveau riche, and for a while he disliked the tablecloth. The color is rustic, let the waiter change, the attitude is as natural as if you are in Xingyunzhuang.

"Do you know how the person behind me got here?" Long Xiaoyun wiped the water off his chopsticks in distaste, and tapped Jing Wuming with his chopsticks impolitely, "I asked Shangguan Jinhong to bet on him." here."

"Shangguan Jinhong?" Ah Qing frowned, remembering some bad rumors about him, "Why did you get involved with him?"

Long Xiaoyun held the white jade jug and poured wine for Ah Qing and himself. Ah Qing clapped his hands and said, "Kids, drink less." With a natural attitude, he stretched his neck and picked up the wine glass. Drank it.

Long Xiaoyun pursed her lips and stared at her unhappily: "I'm not a child anymore!"

Ah Qing never took his words seriously, and waved his hand: "Go on!"

"My father... I hope to make good friends with them!" Long Xiaoyun shook his legs under the table, rested his chin to see Ah Qing stretched out his slender wrist, lifted the teapot, and washed Long Xiaoyun with tea smoothly. Yun's wine glass, without leaving him a little bit of wine, and then poured him a cup of tea.

He sighed melancholy: "Ah Qing, you care more than my mother. My mother didn't care about me drinking when I was six years old."

Ah Qing smirked at him: "Kids drink too much and be careful not to grow taller."

"Liar!" Long Xiaoyun pointed at Ah Qing's nose and accused her, "How tall do you think you are?"

The waiters served the dishes like flowing water. They lowered their eyebrows and lowered their eyes, not daring to look at Ah Qing and Long Xiaoyun. They acted quickly and quietly, appearing to be well-trained.

Long Xiaoyun was somewhat satisfied with this, and nodded slightly: "This is still a bit decent."

Ah Qing frowned, and there was a note in her hand that the waiter stuffed in just now. When she looked back, she couldn't see which waiter made the little move.

Flicking the note with her fingertips, she just saw the words "your... lover... is dangerous", when she heard a piercing sound passing through her ears and hitting Long Xiaoyun.

She reached out to pinch it and found it was a pair of chopsticks.At this moment, Jing Wuming behind Long Xiaoyun suddenly attacked Ah Qing, his sword pierced the empty door Ah Qing opened to Long Xiaoyun at a strange and swift angle.

His sword moves are the same as A Fei's, ruthless, accurate, and fast!Specializing in slanting fronts, the position of each sword shot is something the opponent would never think of.The most frightening thing about this man's sword moves is that every move of his is desperate, the green bamboo stick in Ah Qing's hand flips flexibly with her slender wrist, and he strikes again and again, and he has caught a hundred moves in his breath.

Although his sword moves are secretive, and the moves are crazy and vicious, even killing his own life, but Ah Qing's sword has always been the best at dismantling moves.

She herself comprehended swordsmanship when she was playing against Bai Yuan. Bai Yuan's moves were ingenious, powerful, fast and eclectic. , It is her specialty to break through with no moves.

Ah Qing just didn't like Jing Wuming. At this time, he suddenly betrayed the master and made her plan to give him a little flair. She was about to cheer up, but suddenly felt that her arms were sore and heavy, and her whole body couldn't lift any strength. !

No, not good!Someone got a soft tendon powder!

——This is a game!

Seeing that Jing Wuming seized the opportunity, turned around and thrust his sword towards Long Xiaoyun secretly and swiftly, Ah Qing was startled, slammed the table and turned over to block Xiaoyun, the green bamboo stick slanted out dangerously, and met him. The sword points are facing each other.

The bamboo stick and the blade of the sword collided with each other in the air, causing a burst of sparks.

The bamboo stick was knocked by the sharp sword, and a small hole was formed at the opening. The sword was twisted and bent, and broke with a "touch".

Ji Wuming immediately retreated three steps, let go of the trembling force from the sword, and swallowed the blood welling up from his throat.

Ah Qing was protecting Xiao Yun from behind, she had no choice but to back off to rest her strength, she could only bear the counterforce from her lower arm, the blood in her body suddenly rolled, and blood oozes from the corner of her mouth.

Ah Qing's eyes were hit by weakness, and he didn't have much strength left. Although Xiaoyun recovered his martial arts, he couldn't be Jing Wuming's opponent at all.

No matter what, she had to do it first, so that Xiao Yun could have a chance to escape.

Ah Qing broke the boat, tried her best to lift the bamboo stick, and planned to make a move: "Xiaoyun, you go first..." Before she finished speaking, there was a sharp pain in her back, and the pain of being pierced by a sharp sword in her back made her feel unbelievable. guess.

"Xiao...Xiaoyun!" Ah Qing turned to look at him with a pale face, smiling like an innocent child, her big clear eyes were full of surprise, panic and unbelievable pain.

She never expected that Xiaoyun, who was protected by her, would attack her.

The smile on Long Xiaoyun's face is very beautiful, a pair of black eyeballs are looking at her smartly, and there is even a cute smile on the corner of his mouth:

"I need you to settle down for a while, don't worry, you are my master after all, I won't let you die—"

Ah Qing felt a pain in her heart, spat out a mouthful of blood, fell to the ground panting, tears welled up in her eyes, turned her head to look at Long Xiaoyun, feeling like she wanted to cry.

She watched the grown-up child, but hurt her with her own hands.

She never thought that he would betray her so simply and neatly!

That was the most beloved child she brought up and taught him martial arts bit by bit, the first apprentice in her life, she was so afraid that she couldn't teach him well, watching him grow up from a small glutinous rice dumpling to look like a boy, and being treated by others Praising Tian Zongzhi for his extremely high martial arts talent, she was also extremely proud that he was her apprentice.

Although they didn't get along like ordinary masters and apprentices, and he also looked very disgusted with her, she could still feel the awkward care and admiration for her in his tone.

The Hidden Sword seemed to have been inserted into Ah Qing's heart, making her twitch with pain.

Long Xiaoyun's eyes flickered slightly, he watched Ah Qing close his eyes slightly, crystal tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, his delicate eyebrows were deeply wrinkled, his face was pale and he bit his lip, his slender body trembled slightly, Deep in his heart, he secretly regretted it.

In his heart, Ah Qing has always been invincible.

It was the first time he felt that the Yue girl Ah Qing, who had always been indestructible in his mind, whose sword skills were unfathomable, and who could defeat a top weapon master with an ordinary shepherd's stick, was just a weak person in essence. woman.

He suddenly felt a guilty conscience, like a child who has done something wrong and is at a loss, staring at Ah Qing blankly, turning his head to the expressionless Jing Wuming, who was facing him like an angry lion. He cursed loudly: "Don't hurry up and ask the doctor! Such a heavy hand—do you want her to bleed to death?"

Jing Wuming gave him a cold look, and was about to make a move when Ah Qing, who had been limp on the ground, suddenly jumped up, broke the window, and flew out like a swallow.

"Hurry up!" Long Xiaoyun yelled.

Jing Wuming threw the bladeless sword in his hand on the ground, took from Long Xiaoyun's hand the Hidden Sword he used to stab Ah Qing just now, and quickly chased him out.

Ah Qing panted violently and ran with all her strength. Part of her weak tendons flowed out with the blood, which allowed her to regain her strength and escape from Long Xiaoyun's control.

Jing Wuming's injury was not as serious as Ah Qing's, so following the blood on the ground, he easily spotted a blue figure flashing through the woods and fleeing to the depths of the backyard.

Maybe it's because people subconsciously choose the road they are familiar with when fleeing for their lives.

When Ah Qing supported the tree to regain his senses, he had already arrived at the remote yard planted with a large magnolia tree.

She rushed into the pleasingly growing magnolia bushes, the branches brushed her cheeks, her shoulders, her arms, and she felt a burning pain. She walked around to the side door of the yard and found it lightly. I left the Buddhist room.

She knew that she didn't have much time, she had to find the mechanism of this Buddhist room, Jing Wuming must be looking for her blood soon, she didn't have that much time.Exhaustion flooded her like a sea tide, she was cold all over, the green shirt on her body was covered with sticky blood and the dust on the ground made her feel terribly uncomfortable, but she had to find the Buddhist chamber organ she had been looking for for a long time in this state .

The sky paid off, and she finally found a movable mechanism behind the Buddha statue.

She pulled the mechanism vigorously, thinking that the Buddha statue would crack a gap, but there was nothing behind her, and she suddenly lost her center of gravity and rolled into the dark and narrow secret passage.

The author has something to say: In Xiaoyun's heart, Ah Qing has always been very strong, so he subconsciously felt that the best way to keep her quiet was to beat her up!Cough cough, bear child after all.In fact, he still cared about Ah Qing from the bottom of his heart.Of course, it is also very tempting for him to be able to take advantage of fire and robbery to control the entire Shendaomen.It's hard for Ah Qing to do things with him.