slow sound

Wei Qingyu smiled: "Thank you, I remember."

Qi Sheng became angry when he saw his heartless and heartless appearance, and threw the rein to him with a wave: "Hold it yourself. Don't be so tight, why are you panicking? I'm here."

Wei Qingyu took the rein in a hurry, looked at Qi Sheng as if asking for help, and then seemed to feel that she was too useless, so she lowered her eyes in embarrassment, and held the rein even tighter in her hand.

Qi Sheng touched the horse's neck helplessly, and said helplessly: "Ah, I know you are pitiful, your master is so nervous, don't you feel even more nervous, huh?"

As if he understood what he said, the black horse snorted "-"

Wei Qingyu couldn't help laughing, her whole body relaxed, and the reins relaxed a little.

Qi Sheng picked a leaf out of nowhere and asked, "You are from the Bai family, can you master the temperament?"

Wei Qingyu was stunned for a moment when she heard the words, then nodded, "I know a thing or two." The Baimen has always followed the rules, more or less it is necessary to learn some rhythms.First, it can cultivate their temperament; second, when walking in the rivers and lakes, if they encounter an opponent who knows how to attack music, they can deal with it one or two, so that they will not be at a loss; third, it is because their master is quite obsessed with rhythm.

Qi Sheng's eyes lit up, and he handed the leaf to him: "Come, come, let me lead you, play a tune and listen to it."

Wei Qingyu waved his hand and took out a black five-hole piccolo from his pocket, and asked, "What do you want to hear?"

"No matter what, you just blow it."

Wei Qingyu thought about it, and played her most proud song so far - "Slow Voice", the tune is delicate and gentle yet clear and melodious, probably suitable for today's weather, sunny but not strong.

The praying voice froze slightly, this song...he had heard it before.He had heard this song the last time he passed through Baimen Innocent Mountain.

It turned out to be him.Barely considered a talent.Tsk, with his musical attainments, it's not impossible to spare his life when the time comes.

No matter what decision Qi Sheng made in his heart, Wei Qingyu was still immersed in the rhythm without noticing it. After a piece was played, he wiped the piccolo lovingly, and looked at Qi Sheng somewhat expectantly.

Facing those crystal-clear eyes, as if a star had been smashed into pieces, Qi Sheng's heart suddenly moved, but his face remained calm, and he said casually: "Well...it's just so-so."

Wei Qingyu was a little depressed, and said awkwardly: "...Really?"

Qi Sheng curled his lips, feeling a little toothache, why does this person always put on a pitiful look?After a pause, he said, "It's probably a little better than Xiangsige's painting Pingzhu."

Wei Qingyu shook her head and laughed, "How can I compare to him."

"I say comparable is comparable to..." While speaking, Qi Sheng's eyes flashed coldly: "Get out!" Before he finished speaking, he slapped the bush on the left.

Wei Qingyu froze for a moment, he didn't notice anyone in the bushes at all, but he became vigilant after hearing this.

There was silence all around, and after a long while the bushes finally moved, and a laughter floated farther and farther away: "Yeah, I haven't seen my little uncle for a few days, I'm good at getting angry, I still don't touch my uncle's bad luck, let's take a step first, and we will meet later! "

Wei Qingyu relaxed slightly when she saw the voice getting farther away, and asked, "This is... your nephew?"

Qi Sheng sneered: "You believe what he says? I said earlier that my master only has me as an apprentice. How can there be any nephew?"

Wei Qingyu felt a sudden chill behind her back, and before she could react, her subordinates slapped the horse's back to borrow strength, and the figure retreated several feet in an instant.When Zhangfeng came in front of him, Wei Qingyu drew his sword to meet him without any fear.

Unsheathing out of the sheath, facing his slashing palm head-on, unexpectedly blocked his Purple Phase Palm which had accumulated [-]% of its strength back.Zhi Puppet was slightly startled, he didn't expect that this person looked ordinary, his internal strength was not top-notch, but his reaction to the battle was top-notch.

But at this time, Qi Sheng had already circled behind him at some point, and his strike was a merciless whip.

If one blow fails, the first-hand advantage has been lost at this time. Although Qi Sheng is injured at the moment, the man immediately is obviously not easy to deal with - even if he can kill two people, it is impossible to retreat completely. It's just making wedding dresses for others.

Having made up his mind, Zhi Puppet retreated immediately, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Wei Qingyu didn't seem to have recovered from the attack just now, the man was extremely skilled in martial arts but for some reason he sneaked up on them without entanglement.Before Wei Qingyu could figure it out, Qi Sheng beside him had already vomited a mouthful of blood.

Wei Qingyu hurriedly reached out to help him, but Qi Sheng avoided him carelessly, he shook his head and wiped off the blood on his lips: "It's just an internal injury that hasn't healed." Qi Sheng smiled: "Hey——don't make such a fuss, a small injury That's all. By the way, can I see your weapon? I thought someone like you could use a sword."

Wei Qingyu handed him the truth in his hand, and said, "Why do you all say that?"

Qi Sheng took it over and weighed it, then raised his eyebrows slightly: "It's a bit heavy, I can't see it, your lightness skills and mental skills are all in a light and elegant way, but you ended up using such a heavy weapon."

Wei Qingyu explained: "It's because the material used to cast the knife is relatively heavy, otherwise it would be easy to break if the knife is straight."

Qi Sheng returned the knife to him: "You are good at martial arts, and you may not be able to be among the top in a few years."

Wei Qingyu smiled: "Martial arts is enough to protect oneself, but that person just now is very good at martial arts, he should be able to compete with my second junior brother."

"Your second junior brother?" Qi Sheng turned slightly cold: "Do you know who that person is, and dare to use your second junior brother to compare him with him?"

Wei Qingyu murmured: "But he really may not be my second junior brother's opponent."

Qi Sheng curled his lips and said: "I don't believe it, your second junior brother is only about the same age as you, do you know that just ten years ago, that person was already well-known in the world."

Wei Qingyu's eyes widened: "Ten years ago? But he seems to have just reached the crown..." He paused and then said: "My second junior brother's martial arts is really good, my master often said that if he was older No matter how old you are, you may not be able to compete with Xie Lan Yexu."

"Xie Lan Yexu? Then your junior brother is extremely talented."

Wei Qingyu nodded seriously: "Uncle Master often said that he is an unborn genius in martial arts." After a pause, he added: "But Master doesn't think so, he always said that Second Junior Brother is an unborn genius in murder."

"Your uncle?"

"Well, the nine of us are all master's apprentices. The master uncle refuses to accept apprentices, but he will guide us."

The prayer nodded clearly: "You guys are living in harmony at the top and bottom of the Baimen Gate."

Wei Qingyu smiled, although he was not well-versed in the world, he had read a lot, not to mention that his fourth junior brother was usually well-informed and talkative, and kept talking to him about things going down the mountain all day long, so he didn't care about the insiders of the sect down the mountain. Dou still heard about it.

"Maybe it's because there are fewer Baimen people."

Praying and laughing, he didn't take it seriously, fighting this kind of thing has nothing to do with how many people there are, it's purely for profit.Where there is interest, there is inevitably struggle.

Without fighting, it can only prove that you don't care or care more.

He changed the subject: "Your second junior brother is very good at killing people?"

Wei Qingyu seemed to think about it carefully and said: "Master's words are somewhat exaggerated, but the second junior brother is indeed extremely ruthless. His subordinates never show mercy, nor do they leave room for themselves."

Qi Sheng turned around and led the horse, and handed him the reins; while guiding the topic, he deliberately hooked him to say more things.Wei Qingyu was unsuspecting when he first entered the rivers and lakes, and everything was poured out to him, but Qi Sheng felt that it was meaningless, and the miscellaneous and boring things that Wei Qingyu said were taken away in a few strokes.

Praying for his unsteady mind and changing his mind, he is really not a good teacher and doesn't teach students at all.Wei Qingyu dangled dizzily on the horse, very nervous, after riding for most of the day, she felt more tired than running for a day with light work.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, the two of them hadn't walked a few miles together, praying loudly and shouting tired, Wei Qingyu thought that he must be tired after walking for a day because of his injuries, so he had to find an inn nearby Rest here, but I don't know when this continues, when will I be able to arrive in Yangzhou.

The two of them asked for an upper room as usual, Wei Qingyu originally planned to ask Xiaoer to deliver the food to the room, but the prayer refused and forced him to eat downstairs.Wei Qingyu made him grind so hard that he had no choice but to follow him.

While eating their meals, the two listened to the people at the next table talking about the world.

"Have you heard that a few days ago, the big devil of the Demon Cult seemed to have gone mad and was seriously injured."

"Which one are you talking about? Now the Demon Cult has divided into several factions."

"Which one else could it be? Isn't it Guan Yuefeng's new brat?"

"You mean the little ghost prayed for the attack?"

"Little devil? Is he young?"

"Brother, I saw that you had just entered the rivers and lakes. If it had been ten years ago, who would have known how this title came about? There is a saying: the king of hell is easy to see, but the little devil is hard to deal with. Qi Yingxi is the apprentice of Yan Luo Zhao Weiming in gray clothes. , but it is much more difficult than his master. When he first entered the arena, he used the 44-style soul-calling hand to seriously injure the four masters of the Sixiangmen. If Xie Mobai was still there at that time, the Sixiangmen might not be able to keep it!"

"Is it really that powerful? Then how could you become obsessed?"

"You don't know, this demon sect all practice the same mental method, called Xuanyou Yuanlu. This technique is extremely powerful, but also extremely domineering. The higher the level of cultivation, the easier it is to go crazy. It is said that the demon sect had not yet Nie Xuanxin, the leader of the Demon Cult at the time of the split, exploded and died because of his madness!"

"real or fake?"

Seeing the praying voice with relish, Wei Qingyu couldn't help tugging at his sleeve, and said in a low voice, "It's unbelievable."

Qi Sheng turned his head and glanced at him lightly: "Why?"

Wei Qingyu shook her head, only said: "There are many loopholes."