Who taught you your swordsmanship?
Obviously, Zhuge Xiaoxian had already seen the shadow of his old friend in the soul-stealing move just now, so he immediately asked.
Because Zhuge Xiaoxian looked bitter and resentful, Han Ying subconsciously thought that the other party had a grudge against the master of this sword technique. However, Feng Wuchen taught her this sword technique. How could she dare to tell the truth?
So he looked a little panicked and said with erratic eyes: "I don't know the person who taught me the way of swordsmanship..."
"snort!"
But Zhuge Xiaoxian snorted coldly, raised his hand suddenly, and caught Han Ying in his hand.
"daughter!"
Han An shouted loudly and rushed forward.
"boom!"
But Zhuge Xiaoxian's sword energy was released, and Han Anzai was directly blown away.
“Don’t overestimate your capabilities!”
With a sneer, Zhuge Xiaoxian raised his hand fiercely, and the sword finger gradually came closer to Han Ying's eyebrows.
"Since you refuse to tell me, let me see for myself who taught you the swordsmanship..."
At this moment, on the roof somewhere in the small courtyard, Feng Wuchen sighed softly.
If he doesn't show up again, I'm afraid Zhuge Xiaoxian will really attack Han Ying.
"It's okay...it's okay to meet old friends..."
He was about to jump off the roof.
But at this time.
"Aunt Xian... don't!"
With this exclamation, Zhuge Xiaoxian suddenly stopped.
His beautiful eyebrows were raised slightly: "Are you finally willing to show up?"
"..."
At that moment, Feng Wuchen froze and looked a little confused.
The person who walked out of the wing was clearly Zi Nianqing.
Zi Nianqing calls Zhuge Xiaoxian aunt?
Feng Wuchen raised his eyebrows, and a burst of gossip arose in his heart.
Zhuge Xiaoxian was the head of the Western Courtyard of Fuyao Palace a hundred years ago, and Zi Nianqing was Zi Qinghan's daughter. How could these two be related?
Who is Zi Nianqing's mother?
Zi Nianqing
Biting her red lips: "If I don't show up, aren't you going to attack my friends?"
Zhuge Xiaoxian glared at the woman: "In your eyes, am I, your fairy aunt, such a cruel and heartless woman?"
Is not it?
Although Zi Nianqing muttered in her heart, she said: "Of course not. Auntie Xian is not only as beautiful as a flower, but also kind-hearted. I believe that everything you just did was just for me! So...is it okay?
I put my friend down..."
"..."
Only then did Zhuge Xiaoxian loosen his palms and put Han Ying down.
"Sister! Are you okay?"
Han Yu resisted his injuries and stepped forward to help Han Ying.
Han Ying shook her head: "I'm fine!"
Han Yu gritted his teeth: "Where is that trash? He is greedy for life and afraid of death... He doesn't even dare to show his face, sister! You know now that he is unreliable, right?"
Han Ying pursed her red lips, but still instinctively defended Feng Wuchen: "Xiaoyu! Stop talking...even if your brother-in-law is here, he can't have any effect!"
Zhuge Xiaoxian didn't care about the "trash" the two of them called, and just said coldly: "I'm sorry everyone, I was worried about this girl's safety before, so I took action against you, and it was a misunderstanding!"
Han Anzai hurriedly walked down the steps: "It doesn't matter...it doesn't matter! I was also afraid that the girl would be harmful to Nian Qing, so I refused to reveal it. If I had known that you were Nian Qing's elder, I would not have been able to hide it...
"
Zhuge Xiaoxian nodded, and then looked at Han Ying: "Little girl, what's your name?"
"Han Ying..."
"Han Ying? It turns out it's you..."
Han Ying was stunned: "Senior, do you know me?"
Zhuge Xiaoxian said: "The preliminary round of the Jiuzhou Martial Arts Competition has ended a long time ago, and your performance has been spread for a long time! No wonder you stood out in the preliminary round, it turned out that you learned his swordsmanship... Miss Han, can you compete with me?
Tell the truth, who taught you your swordsmanship!"
"This..." Han Ying bit her red lips lightly, but still did not speak.
Seemingly sensing Han Ying's concerns, Zhuge Xiaoxian said again: "You don't have to worry that I will be unfavorable to that person! Speaking of which, that person... is still a senior of mine! Fuyao Palace, up to the Palace Master Saint,
Down to the elders and disciples... they have been looking for him for a hundred years!"
a hundred years! .??.
At that moment, Han Ying's thoughts were racing in her mind.
Fuyao Palace is located in the Northern Territory of Taixuan, and when Feng Wuchen reported his family background, he also said that he was from the Northern Territory.
Far beyond ordinary people's vision.
A magical skill that turned her into a swordsman overnight.
And priceless so-called family heirlooms.
All these clues point to a conjecture.
Feng Wuchen is the person Zhuge Xiaoxian and even the entire Fuyao Palace are looking for!
At this moment, she faintly realized that this good-for-nothing husband of hers was actually not simple at all.
"Miss Han?"
Han Ying finally came to her senses, but lowered her head: "I'm sorry, senior... I really don't know who taught me the swordsmanship."
At this time, Han An also stepped forward to smooth things over: "Yes, Miss Zhuge! When I went to Tianyang City in Shuzhou that day, I met a mysterious old man. It was the old man who passed on her
Swordsmanship and techniques! But after he taught the swordsmanship, the old man disappeared, and his name was never left! Miss Ming, the head shopkeeper of Lanyue Pavilion, guessed that the old man might be related to the Minghai Sword Sect!
"
Zhuge Xiaoxian looked solemn and asked immediately: "Have you seen it with your own eyes?"
Zhuge Xiaoxian's tone was full of tolerance, but what kind of old fox was Han Anzai?
But he didn't blush and said without a beating heart: "Of course I saw it with my own eyes. The old man's free and easy appearance and extraordinary temperament are what I have seen in my life!"
Han Anzai spoke with a longing expression on his face, as if he had actually seen it with his own eyes.
But Zhuge Xiaoxian still refused to give up, and immediately asked Han Ying: "Besides the move just now, did he teach you anything else?"
Han Ying replied: "He also taught me a mental method of swordsmanship, but other than that... nothing more!"
Zhuge Xiaoxian was a little disappointed.
Because when she just lifted Han Ying into her hands, she had already checked the opponent's skills.
Unfortunately, what Han Ying practiced was not the Fuyao Palace technique, nor the Heaven-killing Sword Technique practiced by Feng Wuchen, but an extremely weird side-sect sword technique. If you think about it carefully, its aura is indeed...
It is somewhat similar to those sword cultivators from the Minghai Sword Sect.
"Well... maybe it's just a coincidence! Miss Han, how offensive you are!"
Han Ying breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay..."
Zhuge Xiaoxian looked at Zi Nianqing again: "You! Go back with me!"
Zi Nianqing looked stubborn: "I won't go back! I'm going to Lanyue Pavilion soon..."
"Shut up! With your own strength, what can you do even if you go to Lan Yue Pavilion? Your grandfather has already entrusted someone to take care of the Yiqi Dragon God Art. As for you! Your father and your mother have told me many times to let me
After I find you, I must take you back!"
Zi Nianqing suddenly pouted: "Aunt Xian! I finally came out, so don't force me to go back, okay... And they have their own methods, and I also have mine! What if I really can?
After obtaining the Yiqi Dragon God Art, my parents will no longer think that I am still a child..."
Zhuge Xiaoxian was speechless.
"Don't talk about getting the Yiqi Dragon God Art! Even if you become a Tianzun in the future, in their eyes, you are still a child! Let me say it again, either come back to Qingzhou with me, or go back to Zhuzi Taoist Academy..."
"..."
Just as Zi Nianqing was silent.
Han Yu hesitated for a long time, finally mustered up the courage, and stepped forward: "Senior Zhuge! Just let Senior Sister Zi stay. I promise you that I will protect Senior Sister Zi... Make sure she replies completely.
Zhuzi Taoist Academy!"
Chapter completed!