Master?! Wang Yingxuan was also shocked. This Taoist nun with bad temper, unreasonable swordsmanship and low internal strength turned out to be Mo Qingqing’s master. How is this possible? There is no scientific reason at all.
Zheng Bihua felt that she was about to explode with anger, and roared: "Qing Qing, master, I won't kill this thief before I do it."
Mo Qingqing looked aggrieved and said: "Master, what happened? Why did you start fighting?"
At this time, many people from the Hengshan Sword Sect and other people from the martial arts community came over because Zheng Bihua's voice was too loud.
"Senior Brother Hua, this guy molested my junior sister, beat me, and cut off my aunt's sword. Please arrest him quickly." Songmu didn't dare to enter the house anymore, and only put it down when he saw Hua Yusheng and others coming over.
He was heartbroken and quickly complained. However, his face was still swollen and his words could only be leaked.
Zheng Bihua was extremely angry and said: "Qing Qing, if you don't take action yet, you will be angry with Master. Is it possible that Songmu is right? What is the relationship between you and this kid?"
When Zheng Bihua saw that Mo Qingqing had no intention of fighting Wang Yingxuan, she couldn't help but become even more angry. She ignored Wang Yingxuan and directly interrogated Mo Qingqing.
"Junior sister Zheng, what's going on?" Lu Changfeng and other elders were also alarmed. When they came over and saw Zheng Bihua here, they immediately felt that the matter was difficult. Where this junior sister was present, it was bound to be a mess.
Wang Yingxuan stood aside and frowned when he saw the commotion. As the saying goes, it is difficult for an upright official to handle household affairs. Even if he is in charge, many people in the Hengshan Sword Sect have a good impression of him, but this time he conflicts with him.
The other party is from the Hengshan Sword Sect. They are afraid that they will not be in good shape either, so they might as well take advantage of the chaos and leave.
Thinking of this, Wang Yingxuan came to Mo Qingqing's side and whispered: "Qingqing, I'll leave first and come back to find you here in about half a year."
Wang Yingxuan's voice was low, while Zheng Bihua was loudly accusing Wang Yingxuan of how arrogant, domineering, and disrespectful to his elders, which attracted everyone's attention and did not hear his words at all.
Mo blushed slightly and nodded: "Okay, Senior Brother Wang, you can leave first. You don't have to come over. I will go out to find you later."
Wang Yingxuan secretly squeezed Mo Qingqing's little hand. Mo Qingqing blushed even more, but did not avoid it.
Feeling the eyes sweeping over him, Wang Yingxuan quickly retracted his hand. He couldn't leave Mo Qingqing too much trouble if he left.
Immediately, he squeezed through the crowd and left. Hua Yusheng and the others saw it and pretended not to see it. The people around him didn't fully understand the situation, so they naturally didn't say anything. Songmu also looked at Wang Yingxuan with his eyes. As soon as he saw that he was leaving, he immediately
He shouted loudly: "Brothers from the Hengshan Sword Sect, hurry up and catch that little thief."
For the sake of Mo Qingqing's face, Wang Yingxuan didn't care about him any more. He laughed loudly, and went up to the ridge of the roof with his toes. His internal energy was working, and in the blink of an eye he was more than ten feet away.
"Wherever the thief runs away, hurry up and chase him!"
Zheng Bihua shouted loudly and jumped on the roof to catch up. A large group of people from the Hengshan Sword Sect jumped on the roof to catch up. People with high Qinggong skills in the Jianghu also jumped on the roof to catch up.
The crowd of people cheering was really lively, and some people who were not good at light skills also came up to join in the fun. The roof tiles they stepped on were flying around, and there was a loud crashing behind them.
Wang Yingxuan laughed. He was the only one in the world who could master the Hengshan Sword School. His body turned into an afterimage, and the scenery on both sides retreated like flying.
"Kid, why are you running so fast?" At this moment, a thin voice sounded in my ears, and it sounded a bit old.
Wang Yingxuan didn't say anything, he just filled his whole body with the crescent moon energy, making his body as light as nothing and running as fast as a train whizzing by.
Unexpectedly, the voice sounded in his ears unhurriedly: "Kid, I'm asking you a question. If you don't answer, I'll get angry."
Wang Yingxuan complained in his heart that the Hengshan Sword Sect actually had such a master of Qinggong. It would be bad if he went on and provoked this person to take action.
At that moment, he ran and said: "Senior, there is a particularly reckless Taoist nun in your Hengshan Sword Sect. When I was practicing internal energy, she kicked in the door and entered the house. She almost caused my internal energy to fail and broke her sword. How could I have expected that?
She actually has a lot of status, and if she can't offend me, she has no choice but to run away."
"Senior, senior? Are you listening?" After Wang Yingxuan finished speaking, there was no reply at all. It was only when he got all the way down Hengshan Mountain that he was sure that the old senior with an unknown identity had not followed him.
Thinking about the mess in the room just now, and the master who had beaten Mo Qingqing, I was not worried, but laughed out loud. I really don’t know how to solve such a messy situation. Now that I’m gone
That's the best solution.
Thinking of the mysterious old man again, I couldn't help but feel more in awe of the Hengshan Sword Sect.
Wang Yingxuan left the Hengshan Sect the day before the Hengshan Sword Discussion Conference ended, and did not go back to the Huwei Escort Agency. Instead, he bought a fast horse from the foot of the mountain, asked for the direction, and rode directly. At night, he arrived at another place.
We first rested for a day in a village.
After a night of adjusting his breath, the sword wound on Wang Yingxuan's left arm was basically healed, and he was ready to go on the road. However, not long after he started on the road, he felt like he was being watched. He sat quietly on the horse and immediately felt the origin of the surveillance feeling.
In the sky above his head, the goshawk had been following him. At that moment, Wang Yingxuan clapped his horse and rushed into the field next to the official road. Gradually, there was a dense forest as he marched. The goshawk following him also lowered its height and appeared in Wang Yingxuan's line of sight.
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"Hey!" I don't know who is following me, but looking at the goshawk's appearance, it seems that there is such a goshawk lying on the shoulder of the ruthless sword Shi Xin.
But at the sword test competition, I saw that his swordsmanship is superb and his internal strength is strong and perfect. If this person is really harmful to me, I have no choice but to escape first. But before I escape, I must kill the eagle. Wang Yingxuan placed the horse outside the forest.
As we walked towards the dense forest, the goshawk was getting lower and lower.
"Tsk!" A pebble sounded through the air, hitting the goshawk exactly under its chest. The goshawk let out a shrill cry, suddenly flew up and flew away into the distance.
Wang Yingxuan also returned from the dense forest and rode up the official road again. In front of where Wang Yingxuan was walking, a middle-aged man in purple clothes in his thirties stood quietly under a big tree next to the official road, holding a hand in his hand
, the breath of a goshawk gradually faded away.
"What a Wang Yingxuan, you should kill my eagle, so you can pay with your life." He hit the ground casually, and a big hole was made. He threw the goshawk into it, and the wind swept the room with his palm.
The goshawk had been buried. After waiting for a while, the sound of horse hooves came from the distance, and the middle-aged man jumped onto the big tree.