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Jiang Yan originally wanted to leave Gusu and leave him, but Duan Yu refused, so he had to let him follow.

Although Duan Yu possesses several peerless martial arts, he doesn't pay much attention to his own conflicts. Except for Lingbo Weibu, who is more proficient in other martial arts, the others are actually

It is a problem to use it evenly.

Jiang Yan dabbled in a wide range of subjects, and occasionally discussed with him along the way. When she arrived in Luoyang, not to mention proficiency, she also had some appearance.

"Sister Yan, it's done!"

Like a child, Duan Yu excitedly pointed at the boulder he smashed with the Six Meridian Excalibur.

"As long as you practice hard, your son will not be afraid to meet that monk again in the future."

Duan Yu smiled happily when he heard the words, and there was no trace of previous resistance in his eyes.

In Luoyang city.

Yao, Huang, Wei, purple bean and green powder make-up, and the peonies on the branches are competing to bloom with national beauty and heavenly fragrance.

Among them, the wife of the deputy head of the beggar gang, Ma, is the most eye-catching. I saw her standing in a red dress with a charming figure beside the flowers. Looking at that side, he couldn't bear to blink.

"I think sister Yan looks better."

Duan Yu's words are true. Although Jiang Yan is a simple white dress with jade hairpin, she has a pure and beautiful temperament, and Mrs. Ma is beautiful, but the gorgeous one is a bit vulgar.

"You idiot, people heard it."

"I'm not afraid of people listening to what I'm telling the truth."

Duan Yu's expression was serious and sincere, and Madam Ma who was not far away looked at him as if she was going to swallow the two of them alive.

But after a while, there was a sudden exclamation from the crowd, and it was the inexplicably dense and bean-sized red rash that appeared on Mrs. Ma's beautiful face, which was very terrifying.

The people who surrounded her like butterflies wearing flowers took a few steps back in shock, and their eyes of admiration or envy turned into pity and gloating.

Mrs. Ma's rash was caused by the powder formulated by Jiang Yan according to the ancient prescription. It is non-toxic and can be cured, but it will leave bright acne marks. But she loves her beauty very much, how can she bear this, and finally the beggar gang spread The latest news is that she committed suicide after being insane for several days.

After the Luoyang Flower Fair ended, Duan Yu was persuaded to leave by the retainers who came looking for the trace, while Jiang Yan rushed to Leigu Mountain alone.

In the valley of Leigu Mountain lived a Mr. Congbian, Su Xinghe, the great disciple of her grandfather Wu Yazi.

When Jiang Yan arrives, not only Su Xinghe is there, but also his former disciple Hangu Bayou and his former junior brother Ding Chunqiu who defected from the sect are also there.

"Ancestor Xingxiu?"

Jiang Yan's appearance is not only similar to her mother, Mrs. Wang, but also to her grandmother Li Qiushui.

"Li...Uncle Li..." Ding Chunqiu looked at the girl who suddenly appeared and took a step back tremblingly, "No, who are you?"

"The one who came to kill you~" Jiang Yan pursed her lips into a smile, and Ling Bo took a small step together, attacking Ding Chunqiu with her slender palm.

"Big words!" Ding Chunqiu yelled angrily, facing Jiang Yan with both palms, the moment they met, his expression suddenly frightened.

"Have you learned the Beiming Divine Art?"

A steady stream of internal force was transmitted into the body from the place where the palms met, Jiang Yan rarely blinked playfully.

"you guess?"

Ding Chunqiu reluctantly swallowed a mouthful of blood, and it was too late to withdraw, he could only watch helplessly as his internal energy was sucked out.

However, with only half a stick of incense, Su Xinghe kicked Ding Chunqiu who was on the ground in a daze, he couldn't react for a while.

"girl?"

"My mother's surname is Li, and her maiden name is Qingluo."

"It's my sister's daughter!" Su Xinghe was overjoyed, "This traitor has harmed Master, if my nephew didn't come here today, we might not be spared."

"Since that's the case, this old thief will be handed over to the uncle."

Su Xinghe hated Ding Chunqiu very deeply. In order to avoid his persecution all these years, he expelled his disciples from the sect, and had to pretend to be deaf and mute and hide here. Now that he personally killed him, a big stone in his heart has been relieved. land.

"Nephew come with me!"

Su Xinghe led Jiang Yan into a deep path, which ended in a very hidden cave. Pushing open the stone door covered with green vines, one could barely see a person hanging on the stone bed in the dim cave.

"Who's here?"

Su Xinghe lit the oil lamp on the stone wall, and Jiang Yan saw clearly that this was an old man with white hair and childlike face. Although he was a little embarrassed because of the useless limbs and meridians, he could vaguely discern the former glory.

"Master, it's Junior Sister Qingluo's daughter, who just caught that traitor Ding Chunqiu outside, and my apprentice brought her to meet you."

"Qingluo's daughter~" Wu Yazi looked towards the entrance of the cave in surprise, "Good boy, come forward."

"Yan'er has met my grandfather." Jiang Yan respectfully stepped forward to pay respects.

The grandfather and grandson talked for a long time, when it came to the entanglement with the teachers and sisters, Wu Yazi let out a long sigh.

"Grandpa, why don't you go back and untie the knot with your uncle, grandma, and grandma personally, for yourself and for the love you grew up with when you were young."

Her answer was a long silence.