[Thunderbolt] Your sister

Feng Qianxue was rubbing her clothes.

——Of course, what I rubbed was Lonely's clothes.

Lonely Que completely lost an arm this time, and became a serious disabled person.Although he himself said that he didn't care about it, it was inconvenient after all, but fortunately there was Feng Qianxue who was good at housework and fighting, so he could just lie down and recuperate.

Feng Qianxue rubbed neatly, but Bo Hanbo who was sitting by the side had a sad expression on his face.

"Ugh……"

The movement of rubbing clothes paused, and she couldn't help turning her head to look at the sighing Deer King: "From just now to now, what are you sighing about?"

"I'm thinking, little sister Qianxue, I can't see that you are not inferior in everything except martial arts, piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, cooking, tea, laundry, etc. Thinking of my little sister, it's really... well, I'm afraid of being compared to others."

"Don't be so emotional, my elder brother can also cook, wash and sew."

"What?!"

"What an expression of opening the door to a new world... is it weird? Our mother has always been lazy, and my elder brother and I take turns doing housework."

"Oh." Bo Hanbo habitually stroked the frown on his forehead: "Yu Zai is really an ideal brother-in-law, but it's a pity that my younger sister doesn't like it."

"Yan Guiren is not bad, with a strange strength, it is your family's profit to barge in the door."

"Ahem," Bo Hanbo choked on the tea, "Hey, isn't it too early to talk about the door opening now? But speaking of the two of them, my little sister didn't come back when I went to see Yan Guiren last time. Could it be that the hanging bridge is still broken?"

"Didn't the people of Yangui return to Duanji Hanging Bridge? They should turn around together, waiting to drink your wedding wine."

"Haha, I'm happy with you. By the way, little sister Qianxue, do you want to think about your life's event?"

"When did the person you gossip about become me again?" Feng Qianxue shook the cleaned clothes and hung them to dry in the sun, with a disapproving tone.

"Yeah, if you're a man, you should be married, and if you're a girl, you should be married, not to mention that you have such outstanding qualifications, you should choose a good husband." Bo Hanbo saw the Lord of the Remnant Forest approaching from the corner of his eyes, and took the opportunity to testify: "Do you think so? , laugh Zen?"

"Ha, my friend is worrying about his children again." Huangfu Xiaochan looked as usual, but because he saw Feng Qianxue's displeased frown, he didn't respond further to King Lu's gossip.

Bo Hanbo's heart had already been filled with jitters, and he hurriedly took the opportunity to propose: "I'm sincere. In my opinion, Zigong Taiyi, the descendant of Kunlun, is very good. His appearance, bearing and ability are not bad, and he is definitely worthy of you. "

Feng Qianxue shook her head speechlessly: "Please don't mess around with me, I have a lot of business to do, and I don't have the energy to chatter with the idle gossip uncle."

"Are you despising me? Sigh, you girls..." Bo Hanbo sighed in twists and turns.

"Okay." Feng Qianxue shook off the drops of water on her hands: "The soup is about the same temperature, I'll go and see the situation of Lonely Que and Yiliu Grand Master. Is Master Lin going with you?"

"...I think my brother still doesn't want to meet me for the time being, so I'll trouble you." Huangfu Xiaochan's smile faded, and he lowered his eyes.

"If that's the case, you're welcome." Feng Qianxue had fully understood Huanyu Qizang's awkward situation, nodded, and went straight to the pharmacy.

Bo Hanbo rolled his eyes, and with ulterior motives, he called Huangfu Xiaochan to sit down and drink tea: "Miss Qianxue is really a good girl, what do you think?"

"Yes." The Lord of the Remnant Forest didn't know why, and he couldn't think of the twists and turns in his friend's heart at all, so he just smiled and nodded.

"Speaking of which, she has a good friendship with you. Let me see... Well, when should she come to Canlin..."

"After the duel between Lone Que and Yuren."

"Hahaha, you still remember clearly. How? I was really surprised to hear Xifeng explain her identity. Were you startled when you saw her?"

"deep impression."

"Yeah, it's hard not to be deeply impressed if you can cure the eccentric loneliness."

"I mean her heart."

"Oh?"

"Qianxue's heart is exceptionally strong, yet soft. Looking at it now, she is indeed the blessing of Lone Que and Yuren."

"..."

Bo Hanbo suddenly stopped making noise, and stared blankly at Dinglu Fenfeng's youngest friend.

"Huh? What's the matter?"

Sensing his friend's sudden silence, the Lord of the Remnant Forest raised his eyes inexplicably, and the gentleness that was revealed inadvertently remained between his brows and eyes.Bo Hanbo saw it clearly, his heart skipped a beat.

...things are getting really serious.

No one was found in the lonely room, and then turned to Huanyu Qizang to heal the wounded, but on the way, they found two brothers who were at odds with each other, sitting in their bamboo chairs and staring at each other across a stone road.

"You are staring so focused, are you competing with the ****?"

"Hmph." Huanyu Qizang withdrew his gaze coldly and noblely, and fiddled with his fur fan.

"Hmph!" Lonely Que turned his face away nonchalantly, raised his legs, and hummed a ditty.

"..."

Feng Qianxue was embarrassed and speechless while holding two bowls of medicine.

...Why does Mao feel like being in kindergarten in an instant?

The two children wrinkled their faces and said arrogantly to each other, "I hate you the most, and I will never play with you." Then they ran to the side and kicked stones and stepped on flowers and plants to vent their anger... The old man of the crime pit, Mr. Yiliu Military Advisor, may I ask How expensive are you this year?

Unable to spare his hands to support his forehead, he first handed the medicine to Huanyu Qizang, and then turned around to serve Lone Que.

Lonely Que drank the medicine and rinsed his mouth with plain water. The corners of his eyes fluttered and he asked, "Is that brat Yiliu dead?"

"Ah."

"A good death, a good death!"

Feng Qianxue didn't even bother to raise her eyelids to look at him: "Did Beichen Yuanhuang offend you?"

"No." Lonely Que replied pertinently, tilting his head and blinking his eyes.

"Then what are you shouting for?"

"The Great Enemy of the Martial Arts has fallen, and I'll join in the fun."

"You're really enough." Feng Qianxue turned her head to look at Huanyu Qizang's condensed expression, she couldn't understand Lonely Que's intention: "Flying around is not good for your wounds, so please be quiet."

"Yo, tsk tsk, are you taking care of me before I'm married? By the way, you really don't think about the suggestion I made with brother Bo that day?"

"what?"

"Taiyi Zigong."

"I'm not interested. If you are interested, go find someone else yourself."

"Damn! I'm not interested in this because I'm not full of moon and I'm lonely! Hey! Don't you have any ideal partner?"

"Why are you all paying attention to this issue? Are you too busy recently?" Feng Qianxue took out a comb and combed Lonely Que's messy hair. Hearing this, she deliberately exerted force, and the comb teeth caught a bunch of hair knots, causing Lonely Que to grin. .

"Yuzai's problem is solved, of course it's you next."

"Grandma Wuyan? You don't have a single character, what kind of heart do you care about?"

"Don't talk about her, talk about you. I'll talk about the girl..." Lonely Que slowly lowered his tone: "Do you know what is the cultivation condition of the move of the five cripples?"

"Oh my God."

"Cough cough cough... By the way, it's Tianxie."

"how?"

"I mean, a good man has a bad body."

Feng Qianxue frowned inexplicably: "What exactly are you trying to say?"

"Hey... It's really not suitable for me to discuss this kind of issue with a girl! Well, I'll ask you directly——have you taken a fancy to the Lord of the Remnant Forest?"

Feng Qianxue stopped moving, narrowed her eyes dangerously, and slowly and very slowly squeezed out a sentence from between her teeth: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"How about An? Did you say something wrong?"

"Big mistake." Feng Qianxue was already a little irritable, brushing his messy hair a few times: "Gossip should also be careful, enough is enough!"

Seeing that the situation was not right, Lonely Que let go of his words: "Yes, yes, yes, my old eyes are blind and misjudged. But I just want to remind you that Huangfu Xiaochan is a rare good person, but he is not a good match. For the sake of your lifelong happiness, be careful cautious."

Feng Qianxue clenched her teeth, but still couldn't help pinching Lonely Que's shoulders: "Mind your own business and take care of yourself first!"

"Tsk, that's pretty cool!"

"It's easy to say." Feng Qianxue's forehead was twitching with veins, she packed up her medicine bowl and walked away, only to find that Huanyu Qizang had gotten up at some point and was far away.

By the way, he took away the empty medicine bowl that was put aside, and when Huanyu Qizang passed by, he couldn't help half ridiculing and half sighing: "Mr. Yiliu, have you figured it out?"

"Life is precious."

"Congratulations, you finally realized the true meaning of life. Take it easy."

After saying that, he was about to leave, but he heard a voice behind him: "Feng Qianxue."

"What's the matter?"

"Blood Gu's effect can make people not afraid of guns and swords, and absolutely obey the master... but it will not affect the mind of the bewitched person. Even the blood of the compatriots can't."

"What do you mean?"

Huanyu Qizang clasped the handle of the fan with one hand, his eyes were slightly cold: "Unless there is a strong impression of the other party in the subconscious, it is possible to be shaken."

There was something in the words, Feng Qianxue was at a loss, she only felt that her heart was on fire, and she was extremely angry: "Mr. Yiliu, what kind of riddle?"

Huanyu Qizang snorted and turned his gaze away: "I originally thought that only Yuren Feixie could affect you so far with the blood gu trick."

Feng Qianxue almost glared at him: "Can you speak human language, Huan Yu Qi Zang?!"

"Missing young woman, you who are eunuchs, what result do you want?"

... Speaking of this, Feng Qianxue finally understood, the anger gradually calmed down, and her tone couldn't be colder.

"It seems that the feng shui of the residual forest has been bad recently, and one by one has been reborn one by one. Military Master Yiliu, I think you are seriously ill, hurry up and go to bed."

Yu Luo, carrying the medicine bowl and striding away, every step was extraordinarily hard.

She and the Lord of the Remnant Forest obviously have nothing of the kind—respect, understanding, support, friendship, and maybe even gratitude, but they were misinterpreted in this way, and they even used Huangfu Xiaochan's eunuch to talk about things, make her feel insulted.

...a group of psychopaths! ! !

After tidying up everything and calming down her anger, she returned to the gazebo where the Lord of the Remnant Forest always stayed.

"Qianxue, brother...how is the situation?" Worrying about his brother, Huangfu Xiaochan seemed a little expectant.

"I have already taken the medicine. Master Lin, maybe you should seize the opportunity to have a good talk with him."

"Oh, if you are willing to take the medicine, it means you are starting to wake up." Bo Hanbo nodded gratifiedly while holding his teacup.

"Um……"

"Thousands of miles of wild clouds hang down from the sky, and the golden knife in the box will conquer the eight wastelands." When the three of them were talking, a calm poem came from outside the forest: "Messengers of the Liuji Skybridge, please see the Lord of the Remnant Forest if you have important matters."

"Liuji Skybridge?" Feng Qianxue was taken aback.

"Please enter."

An imposing warrior stepped into the remnant forest with a big burden on his back, raised his hand, and untied the fine cloth wrapped around the burden. A large plaque with the words "Liuji Tianqiao" written on it fell in front of the eyes of the three of them. .

"The golden knife in the box. Yun Suiye, came on behalf of the master of the Liuji Skybridge."

Seeing this, Feng Qianxue was instantly happy.

In this scene, it seems that the director of security of Peking University is carrying a plaque at the gate of Peking University and introducing himself to others. I am here to discuss things with you on behalf of the president of Peking University, so I must show face!Look, this is the school badge of Peking University!

... What's the matter with being both arrogant and domineering ah hahahahaha... Aren't you really joking on behalf of the owner of Liuji Tianqiao? !

"What is your honor doing?"

"The bridge master invited everyone from Panshi of the Three Realms to participate in the martial arts grand meeting, and work together for the peace of the martial arts, and establish a public court. Just now, I have gone to Liuli Fairyland, Water Dragon Shadow and other places to invite you, please do not hesitate to extend your hospitality."

"Well... I know, I will definitely go there then."

"Farewell."

"Gift."

Yun Suiye worked tirelessly again to roll up his huge plaque and hurried away, probably heading to the next location.

"Xiaochan, are you going?"

"Since you have been invited, it is not easy to refuse."

Feng Qianxue thought for a while: "The owner of the Liuji Flyover Bridge and the owner of the Duanji Hanging Bridge seem to have a good relationship. Maybe I can meet the owner of the Hanging Bridge during this trip. I plan to go and see it too."

"Let's go together."

Feng Qianxue wanted to nod immediately, but inexplicably remembered the words of Cai Lone Que and Huan Yu Qi Zang just now, she was startled, then nodded and said: "Okay."

The Rock of the Three Realms is a beautiful place.

In front of the tall rock, there is a pool of lotus flowers blooming indistinctly, which is very pure and holy.

Choose this place to hold a martial arts conference, and a group of martial arts celebrities stretched their necks to watch. It seems that the owner of Liuji Tianqiao is very particular about etiquette and pomp.

When the time came, Yun Chuiye and another attendant appeared on both sides of the rock, and Qingsheng's poem chant slowly sounded: "The holy fool has the way, the waves have no waves, return to my nature, the six poles bridge."

Feng Qianxue looked up, wow!An old man's stool is spinning and falling from the sky!

…Sorry, since she witnessed the scene of Pingshan falling to the ground, no matter whether she came down with the bed or the bench, she no longer felt it.

Instead, I heard others praise: "What a solemn venerable!"

Crowds of people rushed to watch, solemn and voiceless chanting, among the misty flowers and rain, the venerables of Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism and Dharma slowly appeared.

Feng Qianxue took a closer look at the face of the master of the Liuji Skybridge, the last time he happened to meet with the master of the Twin Bridges, he knew his name was Zhao Muzun.As the name suggests, he is stable and majestic.

The venerables of the Four Religions talked about everything, first praised Zhao Mu Zun, then Zhao Mu Zun was modest and polite, and after going around for a long time, he began to talk about his own ideas, reminding Feng Qianxue of the unique leadership meeting.

Zhao Muzun held a suspected censer-shaped object, and after saluting to everyone, the long speech began: "Zhao Muzun, how can he disturb your venerables' cultivation? But the martial arts are constantly fighting, and all the ambitious Like wolves, tigers and leopards, they allow soldiers to burn for their own gain. The only ones who suffer are the common people... There are countless Bodhi books, and the mirror is not a stand. If you can look in the mirror, leave the realm and practice purely, enter the world and the distant world It's all the same..."

Feng Qianxue's expression has changed to "==".

He is full of classics of the Four Religions, all kinds of technical terms... He is dropping his book bag!He is dropping book bags to the onlookers, who are mainly grassroots!

Lord of the Liuji Flyover, you are not funny at all! ! !Come up with affinity and incite|motivation!From the masses to the masses, flickering to mobilize the enthusiasm of the onlookers is the right way!Hello!

Sure enough, it didn't take long to hear someone complaining quietly that they didn't understand and fell asleep.

After talking for a long time, the topic finally came to the main point: the establishment of a martial arts court, the joint supervision of the venerables of the four religions, the recovery of the five artifacts, and the elimination of private fights.

Having said that, the venerables of the Four Religions appeared one after another and stamped their official seals to show their authority.

Feng Qianxue was muttering in her heart.

Collect the artifact, there is no problem with this.

Put an end to private fights?Beg to differ.

This is a martial arts world in a difficult situation, not a unified country; even if it is a unified country, public law cannot control all private affairs.Is this provision too much?

While she was thinking about it, someone came forward to question her.

"Hehe, may I ask the owner of the bridge... no, he is the owner of the public court. Private fights are strictly prohibited. Should the public court also deal with husband and wife fights?"

Hearing this coquettish voice, Feng Qianxue was shocked and looked over.

Charming, smiling, staring at Zhao Muzun, who is not an illusionist?

Everyone else was waiting for the explanation from the head of the public court, but Feng Qianxue could only see the vulgar aura in the illusionist's eyes.

So she turned her head stiffly and looked at Zhao Muzun who was talking eloquently.

Beautiful man + serious ascetic face + Taoist = illusionist's food.

...Master Zhaoqiao, please ask for blessings, really.

"Qianxue?" Huangfu Xiaochan was surprised to find that she was showing sympathy for the newly appointed head of the public court, and couldn't help asking.

"It's nothing."

Zhao Muzun didn't know that he had been missed by a "flower picker" in a certain sense, so he calmed down and asked Ling Cangshui and Tian Laiyan to hand over their artifacts.Tian Laiyan argued in every possible way that he only had the tassel of sharpness in his hand, he was noncommittal, and directly sent someone to Shui Longying to retrieve it; he also ordered Youyan Zhengfu to be dismissed.

After finishing the two tasks, Tan Wuyu and the others left one after another, Feng Qianxue waited on purpose, and finally Yin Qiujun came.

"The fate is called nature, and the will is called the way. The way of heaven is unified, and the bridge is broken. Hahaha...the establishment of the martial arts court, how can you owe me one person? Zhao Muzun, I will personally give the gift as promised."

"If a friend has this kind of heart, everything will be in time."

With this tone, it can't be heard that he was arguing with Zhao Muzun a few days ago.

"You can invite the venerables of the Four Religions to endorse you, Zhao Muzun, do it well, and don't let me down again. Hahaha..."

Yin Qiujun was still flustered, and planned to leave after sending all the gifts, Feng Qianxue caught up one step at a time.

"Bridge Master."

"I know what you want to ask, come with me."

Feng Qianxue greeted the Lord of the Remnant Forest, and then chased the blue light ball away.

The Suspended Pole Bridge is still so strange, with lightning, thunder, and dark clouds.

Feng Qianxue followed onto the bridge, walked around several formations, and met Yan Guiren and Qiqiao camel.

Unexpectedly, Qiqiao Shentuo and Yin Qiujun are familiar with each other, probably because of the weapon in Yan Guiren's hands, they exchanged a few words.

Yin Qiujun took his time, put the Qiqiao god camel aside first, said that he wanted to surprise Yan Guiren, and slapped away a formation with his palm, and Duanyan Xifeng, who was standing in a daze, appeared in front of everyone.

"Ah...it's Xifeng!" Yan Guiren, who usually looked dull, rushed forward very quickly, and Xifeng also looked excited.

"Yan Guiren, it's really you! I've been looking for you for a long time... Your injury?"

"After being treated by the bridge master, he has recovered."

"Really? That's great!" Excited, Xifeng threw himself into Yan Guiren's arms regardless of the presence of others.

The old Qiqiao blushed: "Ahem, the enthusiasm of young people is really enviable."

"Hahahaha..." The blue light ball twisted a few times, and the master of the broken pole suspension bridge finally showed his true face.

Wearing a water-blue outer shirt, holding a feather fan, there is a blue water ripple on the face, the tail of the eyes is raised, and the smile is full.

——The guy from Liuji Tianqiao really has a bipolar style.

"Seeing you like this, it's worth it for me to play a black face."

Yin Qiujun waved his fan and was very dissatisfied, but Feng Qianxue understood Duanyan Xifeng's recent experience from his words: Be good, it's not in the suspension bridge to the present.

If this is the case, then this bridge master Yin is too... gossip.

From childhood to adulthood, it was the first time I saw a congenital person who gossips.

Feng Qianxue entered the "==" mode again.

After the matter of the young couple was resolved, Qiqiao Shentuo dragged Yin Qiujun to resolve their personal conflicts.

Yin Qiujun waved his fan: "Let's watch the seats first, then we can talk later."

There was a vibration under the feet, and the four stone pillars supported the crowd and burst up.

Qiqiao camel looked up and down, dissatisfied: "They are all stone pillars, why is yours the tallest and mine the lowest?"

"I am the master of this place, so I naturally have the power above all else; family love is priceless, and the second is Feng Qianxue who died for my brother; love is the most important thing in the world, so the third is given to Yan Guiren. There are one, two, and three. I have no choice but to wrong you a little and be the fourth."

Feng Qianxue pursed her lips.

This bridge master Yin is a bit interesting.

"Hmph!" Unable to compete for the landlord, Qiqiao sat down cross-legged unhappily.

The two old acquaintances argued for a few minutes about the exchange of things in the past, and barely reached a conditional exchange. Unexpectedly, Qiqiao refused to let go and wanted to compete in drinking.

Feng Qianxue used her brain for a while and thought that there must be something wrong with the wine, but Xifeng was the first one to reach out happily to drink it.

——The result is naturally drunk, and Yan Guiren is replaced.

Not long after, Yan Gui also collapsed, and Yin Qiujun naturally looked at Feng Qianxue with his eyes.

Sighing helplessly, he took the jug and shook it. Hearing the sound, it seemed that the jug was half full, but is it really that simple?

As the girl of Yu Ren Fei Xie, although she is not good at drinking, she also has the physique of drinking water as drinking water. With a thought, she stimulates her internal strength, and when she raises the wine to drink, the extremely cold air continuously seeps into the wine pot.

"Oh?" Yin Qiujun was close, so he noticed her little movements and watched with interest.

After drinking about half a catty in one breath, the drink finally stopped.

……So full.

Feng Qianxue breathed a sigh of relief, and shook the flagon under Qiqiao's disbelieving gaze: "It's gone."

"How is it possible?!" The old man snatched the wine jug to check in a panic, but he really couldn't pour a drop of wine.

"Hahaha..." Yin Qiujun smiled smugly, "It's what you said, as long as I drink this pot of wine, I will win, right?"

"This this……"

"Since we won, Guwen Gun belongs to Yan Guiren from now on, so don't pester it anymore. If you have any doubts, please go to the Wulin Court. See off the guests."

The Qiqiao camel was immediately invited out of the broken pole suspension bridge.

"By the way, you still owe Duanyan Xifeng and Feng Qianxue a condition, please." Yin Qiujun killed the carbine and sprinkled the last handful of salt on the old man's wound.

Immediately there was shouting and cursing from under the suspension bridge.

"Feng Qianxue, your reaction is really fast."

"You can't hide it from the bridge master's eyes." Feng Qianxue smiled, and turned to look at Yan Guiren and Xifeng who were sleeping soundly on each other's arms.

"Seeing this pair of lovers, you seem to have a lot of emotion?"

"...It's really a fool's blessing to be a fool, a match made in heaven. I finally understand why Xifeng doesn't like my elder brother."

"Ha. Feng Qianxue, the trivial matters have been dealt with, and we can start discussing the main topic."

"Yes. Regarding the whereabouts of Cang Tian Zhi Xing, this junior has a guess..."

Duanyan Xifeng opened his eyes, only to feel a sharp pain in the top of his head.

The aftereffects of a hangover are very obvious.

Yan Guiren drank more than her, and was already unconscious at the moment.

Feng Qianxue, who had been waiting by the side all the time, handed over a wet towel at the right time, but Xi Feng didn't bother to say thank you, so she took it and put it on her forehead, lamenting endlessly.

"How long have I slept?"

"It's not short anyway."

"Ah... my head hurts."

"Don't be so impulsive next time, don't you see that there is something wrong with the jug?"

"I'm just so happy." Xifeng looked at Yan Guiren who was still asleep, smiled coquettishly, and reached out to stroke Yan Guiren's hair, lovingly.

Seeing this scene, Feng Qianxue was speechless for a moment, as if a thick cloud was pressing on her heart, she was indescribably confused.

The words of Lonely Que and Huanyu Qizang came to my mind again, brewing and fermenting, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and turned into a question: "Xifeng, why do you like Yan Guiren?"

Duanyan Xifeng still had a flushed face from drunkenness, and his face flushed instantly.

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