"Han." Lan Tingyu called out to the newly sent maid: "Go and call Shiqi."

Seventeen is the guard who guards the young leader. He has been guarding Lan Tingyu since he left the main teaching altar and lived in the small courtyard when he was six years old.Although he knew that he was under Yu Luocha's orders, considering how he had done his best for him all this time, Lan Tingyu treated him fairly well.

Yes, compared to the leader Yu Luocha who was either ignored or had no expression on his face, Shi Qi really felt that the young leader's attitude towards him was really quite good.

"What is the order of the young master?"

"It's nothing, I just don't want to play the piano or read a book and practice sword today." Lan Tingyu poured himself a cup of tea, and poured another cup for Shi Qi: "I want to hear a story."

Seventeen:...Do you think I'm a storyteller?

"Everyone says the Jianghu is interesting, but I don't know what is interesting. So, Seventeen, tell me, what is there in the Jianghu? Besides the Western Demon Cult, are there any forces?"

Shi Qi breathed a sigh of relief, it's just that the child wants to hear about Jiang Hu.So, he briefly talked about the more famous ones.What Shaolin Wudang, what Emei Tangmen.

There is Tangmen in this world!Lan Tingyu, who originally wanted to ask whether Wuzheng Villa existed in Jianghu, was quickly diverted.

In order not to show any abnormalities, Lan Tingyu asked each of the forces, what is it true that there are eminent monks cremated in Shaolin and relics? Do Emei thorns do martial arts? Seventeen was sweating all over his head when he asked why.

They usually pay attention to martial arts cheats, how could they know which monk cremated the relic?

"Tangmen, are they very powerful? I seem to have heard that they are famous for their hidden weapons." Lan Tingyu slightly opened her eyes wide, with her elbows on the table, her face in her hands, and a curious expression. He looks very cute and cute.

The problem is, when Lan Tingyu wears Yu Tianbao's vest, she always looks like I don't eat the fireworks of the world.

The young master is indeed still a child at heart.Shi Qi thought, looking at this is like watching him grow up, the young leader who has always been very good and never caused trouble, Shi Qi's voice softened a bit.

"The Tang Sect is indeed famous for its poisons/medicines and hidden weapons," Shi Qi thought for a while, "People of the Tang Sect seldom walk around in the rivers and lakes, they act secretly, and they often play cards out of common sense when they encounter problems."

Lan Tingyu thought of Tang Jian, the former martial arts leader of the Tang Dynasty. That old man and his ancestor Li Taibai both learned "Eight Changes of Sword Intent", and even Lan Tingyu learned "Green Lotus Sword" from his ancestor. , Li Taibai comprehended it from "Eight Changes of Sword Intent".

If Mr. Tang Jian was a man of secretive ways, how could he become the leader of the martial arts that everyone convinced?

"They usually use arsenopyrite and caltrops, which are poisoned."

"Then they just throw the hidden weapon with their hands, aren't they afraid of being poisoned?"

"They all had fishskin gloves on their hands."

Oh, with gloves on.

Lan Tingyu remembered the Tangmen cannons she saw in Yangzhou and the main city of Chang'an in the Tang family, each with a thousand receivers hanging on their waists, and some of them were followed by super cute mechanism pigs, who had a deep love for wooden stakes .

Thinking back, Lan Tingyu immediately lost interest and curiosity in the Tang Sect of the Great Ming World. In contrast, he preferred the Tang Sect of the Great Tang, the one with the "Forbidden Killing Order"—the old, the weak, and the lonely He likes the Tangmen who don't kill, those who are young and have no friends, don't kill those who are loyal, benevolent and righteous, and don't kill honest and gentlemen.

"Seventeen, tell me about those famous people in the world."

Mu Taoist, Dugu Yihe, Ye Gucheng... These are the famous masters of swordsmanship now.Lan Tingyu listened indifferently, and when she heard "Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City", she joked, "The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, and there is an isolated city, Wanren Mountain. The father of the lord of Baiyun City would not just base this Let's name my son after the city's name", and in the next sentence, he heard "City Lord Ye's move 'Flying Immortal from Heaven' is extremely powerful".

Flying fairy outside the sky?

Fuck Qinghan, someone registered the name of this sword move before you!

Lan Tingyu didn't think about anything else, after all, after hearing that Daming had the Tang Sect but it was different, he just thought it was just a sword move with the same name, anyway this Ye Gucheng must not be as powerful as Qinghan.That's right, he has such confidence in his little friend.

(Ye Gucheng far away in the South China Sea sneezes.)

—————As for people like Lu Xiaofeng Ximen Chuuxue, I'm sorry, the former is a rookie in the Jianghu, and the latter has not yet graduated. Of course, Shi Qi will not tell a story about a young Jianghu Xiaomeng with his family's teacher.

Ye Qinghan felt that when the little friend woke up in the morning, the way he looked at him was a little strange.

"What's the matter?" Ye Qinghan took a bowl of Lan Tingyu's porridge with fish slices. It tasted good, salty and delicious, but he saw Lan Tingyu sprinkle a little chili powder on the porridge in his own bowl. He just felt his teeth and tongue hurt.

Spicy food is so fierce, Ayu, are you really not from Sichuan?Also, don't you feel that eating spicy food makes your tongue and throat uncomfortable?

(Lan Tingyu: That’s cool! It’s hot!)

"It's nothing, I put less salt in consideration of your taste." Lan Tingyu said in a cover-up.He can't tell Ye Qinghan, dear, do you know that there is someone who, like you, has given his sword such a coquettish name as "Flying Immortal from Heaven", and he has the same surname as you? Maybe it will be you after 1000 years Relatives? "I really can't understand you, why do you still like to eat porridge with sugar?"

Ye Qinghan quickly withdrew his gaze, for the contradiction in food taste, he felt that he and Lan Tingyu would complain about each other until they died.

#On the incompatibility between light taste and heavy taste#

#甜党Not only hostile to salty party, but also spicy party#

Lan Tingyu seemed to have heard Ye Qinghan's complaints in his heart, and glanced at him, his eyes passed Yuan Suiyun who was holding a bowl of porridge, and suddenly said: "Young Master Yuan."

Yuan Suiyun: "?"

"When you eat, do you think it tastes salty and sweet, or salty and spicy?"

Yuan Suiyun: "...I think it tastes better with vinegar."

Ye Qinghan: "..."

Lan Tingyu: "..."

Forget forgetting, this is sour party from Shanxi.

"Let's change the subject." Lan Tingyu was speechless, and changed the subject very bluntly: "Wait a minute, we will take you to the temple on Xingye Mountain, it should be safer there."

Your method of changing the subject is too simple and blunt!The corner of Yuan Suiyun's mouth twitched slightly, and said in a warm voice, "Shaoxia Lan, can Yuan X go with you?"

"Your injuries haven't healed yet." Lan Tingyu persuaded: "And the Japanese pirates we have to deal with are not weak."

Am I being underestimated?Yuan Suiyun was almost about to be pissed off, he thought that these two people had saved his life, and treated him kindly, so it was rare for him to think of helping them with kindness, but in the end, the other party still thought he was weak!

—————— Yuan Suiyun didn't even know that the overall combat power of the Great Tang World was beyond people's imagination.

"Ayu." Ye Qinghan said suddenly: "If he wants to go, take him there."

He is not Lan Tingyu who still has a bit of the kindness of modern people, Ye Qinghan can see the disobedience and obscurity under Yuan Suiyun's gentle and elegant appearance at a glance.Lan Tingyu would think about Yuan Suiyun's blindness and serious injuries even though he was strong in martial arts, so he would think for his sake, but he wouldn't.

If he wants to go, he will go.Getting injured and losing his life was also his own choice.Neither he nor Ayu owed him anything.

The most important thing is, for this kind of person, if the needle is not stuck in him, he will never believe your kindness.

Seeing Yuan Suiyun's insistence, Lan Tingyu, who is essentially a kind-hearted person rather than a bad person, nodded: "That's fine."

So, after packing everything up, they headed towards Rumohama.

Along the way, Yuan Suiyun understood why Lan Tingyu persuaded him to go to Hoshino Temple, because the guards and Japanese pirates in Rumobin are really not weak!In addition, they were not one-on-one, but many-on-one. Yuan Suiyun, who had an injury on his body and hadn't recovered, was really struggling to fight.

When Qingling's music sounded, Yuan Suiyun only felt some qi and blood rushing up in his body, the wound began to heat up, and then itched slightly, and soon, the wound stopped bleeding and healed.At the same time, the internal energy consumed on the body also increased and recovered faster than usual.

Then the sound of the zither changed, Yuan Suiyun was also proficient in qin music, and his qin skills were not inferior to the former Miao Seng Wuhua, so he could hear that Lan Tingyu's zither was clanging this time, and the rhythm contained an extremely strong sword intent.

The sound of the piano turns into a sword!

Yuan Suiyun recalled Lan Tingyu's voice he had heard, it was a little clear, with a soft milky sound at the end, one could tell that his age was not very old, it was only about the age of dancing spoons, and his age was younger than I am half the size.But at such a young age, he has cultivated his swordsmanship and zither music to such a level that the heavenly talents are not enough to describe.

Then, he heard the sound of the Japanese pirate vomiting blood, and his breathing became a little less.

Yuan Suiyun: "..."

He took back the idea that he felt that a child on the other side belittled him!

And it's not just this Lan Tingyu who is still a child, that Ye Qinghan's man uses a sword, the sword energy is cold and awe-inspiring, criss-crossing, the sword intent is even better than Lan Tingyu.

Are all the strengths of Tang martial arts like this?Thinking that he might not even be able to beat a child in this world, Yuan Suiyun put away his previous pride and conceit in the Ming Dynasty at this moment.

"Ayu, these Japanese pirates don't look like accomplices." After killing all the Japanese pirates present, Ye Qinghan lowered his head and looked at the clothing of the dead body, and judged: "And these two people here look like leaders."

What they don't know is that these two men who are like stars holding the moon, one is the ghost village Kamishu, and the other is the ghost horse Luye, and they are the leaders of the two pirate forces on the island.

"Really, I don't know if the two of them can speak Mandarin Chinese, I should have known better not to kill them... Why are you looking at me, don't you want me to rummage through the clothes of dead bodies?"

"...This, you are experienced, aren't you?"

Your sister has a lot of experience! "Just say that you are afraid that these two people are carrying erotic pictures and silk bellybands with them again!"

"Ayu, I am a cultivator."

"Haven't you ever thought that I'm only 13 years old, and still a child?" Lan Tingyu said angrily, "I think the boat of our friendship is going to capsize."

"How long?"

"A stick of incense."

Yuan. Onlookers. Suiyun: Aren't you two really joking together?

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