"Sword theory?" Chu Qing was startled, "What is that?"

"You don't know?" Ji Xuan looked at Chu Qing and said in surprise: "In a year and a half, it will be the day of the ten-year battle between the Heavenly Sword and the Confucian Sword."

"Heavenly Sword, Confucian Sword?!" A flash of shock flashed in Chu Qing's eyes,

Heavenly Sword, Lin Zhanqing.

Ru Jian, Li Qingyi.

Both of them are listed as Wu Zhao Tian in China mainland!

"Lin Zhanqing and Li Qingyi have a fight?" Chu Qing turned to look at Mu Ziqing.

Confucian swordsman Li Qingyi is not only Wu Zhaotian, but also the head of the Sword Sect, one of the seven sects in the Chinese continent.

And Mu Ziqing is a disciple of the Sword Sect.

"It's true." Mu Ziqing nodded and said softly.

"A showdown between the number one swordsman and the number one swordsman in this era..." Chu Qing murmured, "It's really exciting."

"The battle location is at Jianzong, let Mu Mu take us there when the time comes."

Ji Xuan smiled slightly, then thought of something, looked at Mu Ziqing and asked with interest: "I said Mu Mu, when you left the Sword Sect, you didn't have anything to do with the sister Yan'er that Xiao Ming mentioned, right?"

Hearing this, the corners of Mu Ziqing's mouth twitched slightly, then she put away her Qingping sword and walked into the forest without looking back.

"Hey, Mu Mu, don't be shy, tell me a story about you and Li Yan'er." Ji Xuan chased after him with a smile.

Seeing this scene, Chu Qing couldn't help but smile knowingly, and took a step forward to follow.

The three people stood side by side and disappeared into the shadow of the jungle.

"Xiaoqing, you have to work hard for your date the day after tomorrow."

"I'll blanch it, how did you know it was the day after tomorrow!"

"Um...Mumu told me."

"Okay Mumu, you actually eavesdropped!"

"No...no."

"Then how did you know the date?"

"The wind is everywhere in this world."

"That's not how wind awakening works, Hun Dan!"

...

On a big tree in the forest, Ouyang Xiaoming sneezed and woke up from his sleep.

"It's so comfortable." He stretched out beautifully.

"Eh?"

He looked at the positioning chart and scratched his head in confusion.

"how..."

"There is no one left..."

...

When night comes, the moonlight is bright and bright, pouring on the ground like lotion.

After four days and three nights of fierce fighting, Chu Qing was exhausted. When he got home, he said hello to his uncle, then fell on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Time turned and it was already midnight

A figure quietly fell from the sky and appeared in the yard.

This was a masked man, dressed in black, with a long sword at his waist. He gently pushed the door open and walked straight to Chu Qing's room.

His feet stepped on the ground without making a sound. They seemed slow, but were extremely fast. After a few steps, he arrived at the door of Chu Qing's room.

At this moment, a cloud came and blocked the moonlight, making the whole house dark.

The masked man put his hand on the handle and gently turned it. At this moment, the space around him suddenly distorted. The next moment, the masked man found himself back in the yard.

He pulled out his long sword with a "chun" sound and looked around cautiously. His skill in spatial movement was not inferior to that of Wei Changhong.

"The young master is sleeping soundly. Guests should not disturb him."

A voice suddenly came from behind the masked man. He quickly turned around and saw that an old man in a decent butler's uniform was slowly pouring tea into a teacup. There was an empty chair opposite, as if prepared for him.

This strange scene made the masked man's nerves suddenly tense, and his right hand holding the sword was unknowingly covered in sweat.

"There's no need to be nervous, guest." The old man finished pouring the tea and looked at the masked man with a smile. "After all, you broke into the young master's house trespassing. It's me who should be afraid."

"But it seems that you are not afraid at all." The masked man's voice was hoarse and unpleasant, as if it had been modified with a voice changer.

"You are the first guest of the Yunshi Pavilion from afar. How could I be afraid?" The old man picked up the tea cup in front of him and took a sip. "Although I also want to speak out for my young master, my strength is low."

"So there is someone else who killed you today."

"The head of the Gu family, Gu Wufei."

Seeing the old man in front of him reveal his identity, Gu Wufei's pupils suddenly shrank, he suddenly raised his head and looked towards the roof.

There a figure was standing in the darkness, motionless, like a sculpture.

Gu Wufei was suddenly wary, but he didn't leave just yet. He wanted to see who the two people who were pretending to be here today were!

After a while, the clouds passed by and the moonlight shone on the world again.

When the moonlight reflected the figure's appearance, Gu Wufei's eyes immediately showed an expression of extreme astonishment.

I even wanted to laugh a little bit.

It was actually a middle-aged man who was naked, with only a pink pillow covering his lower body. At this time, this man was looking at the sky intoxicatedly.

It turned out to be a bad pen.

Gu Wufei was a little confused about whether to laugh or cry. He was almost fooled by an old man and a fool today.

"The moonlight is really nice today."

Gu Wufei stiffened and his pupils shrank.

This idiot can actually force his voice into a perfect line!

The so-called line bending is a technique that uses the source material to compress the sound into a linear shape and then spread the sound out. Using this technique, the conversation between two people can be carried out in silence.

Discovered by a third party.

It's just that if you want to use forced sound to form a line, you not only need to control the source material to a subtle level, but also need an extremely powerful source level. Theoretically speaking, it is impossible to use this technique without entering the second level of martial arts.

of.

Obviously, this seemingly perverted middle-aged man has considerable strength.

Gu Wufei narrowed his eyes, "Who are you?"

Hearing these words, the middle-aged man slowly lowered his head and grinned: "This friend, in the middle of the night, do you have anything to do with my neighbor?"

Gu Wufei did not respond to this sentence and said in a cold voice: "You want to hinder me?"

"It's not that I'm hindering you, I'm just seeing you unhappy." The middle-aged man looked at Gu Wufei with a half-smile, "If you are still alive after the beating, I promise not to stop you."

Gu Wufei: "..."

The middle-aged man said casually: "In that case, let me briefly introduce myself."

"I am Chu Qing's next door neighbor."

"The name..."

"Just call me Lao Wang!"

"Old bastard?" Gu Wufei muttered.

However, the next moment, he felt an overwhelming force grabbing his forehead and pushing him back suddenly!

In an instant, he was pushed hundreds of meters by this force and reached a river, and he kissed the river beach fiercely.

"A dog can't spit out ivory from its mouth." Lao Wang said disdainfully as he let go of his hand on his head.

"Stop pretending to be dead here, do you want to be beaten?" He kicked Gu Wufei on the butt again, and saw Gu Wufei flying backwards in an instant, tapping his toes, and standing on the water.

"How else would the outside world say that the Gu family is timid and bullies others? It's really disgusting that I beat my son." Looking at Gu Wufei, who was waiting on the water, a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of Lao Wang's mouth.

Gu Wufei's vulture-like eyes shone coldly like ice, "Have you ever considered the consequences of offending our Gu family?"

Lao Wang pointed at himself and asked: "Then have you considered the consequences of offending Chu Qing's next-door neighbor, Lao Wang?"

Hearing this, Gu Wufei smiled coldly and said, "You are very strong, but bringing me here was your fatal mistake."

As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful aura suddenly erupted from his body. The river water under his feet rolled and surged. There was a gurgling sound from the water, similar to the sound of a boiling pot. Then a water column rose into the sky and turned into a water dragon, hovering.

In mid-air.

"Oh?" A look of surprise flashed across Lao Wang's eyes, "Water element awakened?"
To be continued...