Qiangba's face changed slightly, and he looked at Liu Ruobing: "Respecting the master and disciple has a grudge against my sect.

Song Yuner was impatient and remembered the words of her master, and started fighting when she met. She shouted: "No! Just a martial arts competition. I counted to three. If you don't show off your weapons, you will be asking for it! - One, Two..."

Qiangba knew that Song Yuner was a strong enemy, so he was slightly better than his cultivation skills for decades. If he really wanted to use weapons, he would not dare to hold on. With a flash of his hand, he had a short sword in his palm.

A thin sword that is narrow with a blood groove in the middle, longer than a dagger and shorter than a long sword!

Yang Qiuchi felt a stern in his heart, and looked at Liu Ruobing, and saw her nodding slightly, confident that this was the kind of weapon he was looking for.

Song Yuner swung her short blade, and the two of them fought together. In a blink of an eye, dozens of moves passed, and Song Yuner gradually gained the upper hand. Her sword moves became faster and faster, like a silver ball with sparkling light, covering Jomba. Jomba was passive everywhere, anxious in her heart, and shouted loudly, and the sword moves changed and became very strange, all of which were taken from an incredible perspective.

If Song Yuner suddenly encountered this kind of sword move, she would probably suffer a loss. But after Liu Ruobing discovered Wu Qiaozhen's strange wound in his throat, he had already told Song Yuner the characteristics and methods of the sword move.

Therefore, if Qiangba doesn't use this strange move, he may still be able to support it for a while. Once he uses this sword move, Song Yun'er is in a good position. When Qiangba uses the move to kill Wu Qiaozhen and Fang Qian, Song Yun'er waits for his move. The short blade in his hand flashes with a cold light, and a clear scolding: "Stop!"

The strange short sword in Qiangba's hand was knocked away by Song Yuner's sword, pierced through the roof of the tent, and fell outside. A cold light flashed. Song Yuner's short blade was already on Qiangba's neck: "What's the matter now?"

Jomba sighed, closing her eyes silently.

Song Yuner laughed and said, "We beat you, you should have taken us up the mountain, right?"

Qiangba closed his eyes and shook his head: "The girl is more skilled, and she is not as good as a person. If she wants to kill and cut, she will be obeyed. But the Dharma King has his life, and she will not dare to disobey even if she dies. Please forgive me and the girl."

Song Yuner withdrew her short sword and took two steps back: "Then how can you get us to go up this sacred mountain together?"

"If anyone can go up to the gods, it will not be the gods. We will never dare to disobey the decree of the Dharma King." After that, Jobba and Gacuo both put their hands behind their backs, closed their eyes, and let the land be slaughtered.

Now Song Yuner has no choice but to turn around and return to her seat. Yang Qiuchi thought for a while and said, "Since the Dharma King has such strict orders, I will obey you. I will only be on the mountain."

Jomba and Gacuo then breathed a sigh of relief and showed joy in their faces.

Liu Ruobing and Song Yuner were shocked and were about to speak, Yang Qiuchi waved his hand and continued, "Their masters and apprentices challenge you according to the rules of the world, so from this perspective, they are not my followers. You can send people to fight. If they can get them back, they will naturally not go up the mountain. But if you can't beat them, you can't stop them from challenging your master."

When Song Yuner heard this, she jumped up happily: "That's right! My master and I are here to find you to learn martial arts. Or we will ask you to come down the mountain and we will be able to show off at the foot of the mountain, or we will kill us up the mountain. You can do it!"

Yang Qiuchi was shocked and went up the mountain? This little girl was even more cruel than herself.

Jobba and Gacuo looked at each other. Jobba thought for a while and then took a step forward, bowed to Liu Ruobing and Song Yuner and said, "I am not a match for the master and disciple. I believe that only my master can deal with the two. Since that's the case, please follow the Lord to go up the mountain. As for the others, I can only wait at the foot of the mountain. Please forgive me."

"Okay! Master will take one step first, let's pack up and come."

Jomba and Garcóheshi bowed, left the tent, found the flying dagger. They red and closed it.

After waiting for a while, Yang Qiuchi, Liu Ruobing and Song Yuner left the tent and got on their horses.

Yang Qiuchi's horse skills were already quite skilled at this time. He stepped on his horse and came to Liu Ruobing in severity: "Bing'er, can you ride a horse?"

Liu Ruobing frowned, covering her lower abdomen without saying anything. Yang Qiuchi was startled and reached out to support her: "What's wrong? Is it important?"

Liu Ruobing's face turned slightly red, and she was as thin as mosquitoes and flies and said, "Your son kicked me just now."

"Haha!" Yang Qiuchi smiled happily, turned his head and whispered: "This little naughty! When he comes out, I will spank him!"

Liu Ruobing snorted: "I don't allow it!"

Yang Qiuchi laughed again and then asked with concern: "Or why I'd better ride the same horse with you, so there will be some advice."

Liu Ruobing's eyes were full of enthusiasm. At this time, what she hoped most was to be able to snuggle in the arms of her lover. She had never read many Confucian classics such as the Four Books and Five Classics, and did not care much about the defenses between men and women in feudal ethics. She whispered: "Aren't you afraid?"

"What are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid that people will gossip you!"

Yang Qiuchi has traveled through modern society. Now social progressive ideas have long been penetrated into every pore of his body through the Internet. He has a good view of the relationship between men and women.

Liu Ruobing didn't know how many times it would be opened, not to mention that what he was thinking about now was to let Liu Ruobing stay. What would others say a few gossips mean?

Yang Qiuchi looked at Liu Ruobing and said softly and firmly: "I am willing to do anything for you! Even if I am criticized by thousands of people in the future, why not be afraid of these mere rumors."

Liu Ruobing looked at him, full of tenderness and gratitude, and the corners of her eyes gradually became wet.

In the distance, Jomba shouted loudly: "Sir, are you okay? Let's go!"

"Wait, come!" Yang Qiuchi responded, looking at Liu Ruobing: "Bing'er, call your jujube horse!"

Liu Ruobing blinked her tears, put her fingers in her mouth, and a sharp whistle cut through the sky and spread out from a distance. After a while, she saw a red cloud rising in the sky, moving towards them quickly. Then, she heard the sound of horse hooves trampling on the gravel, so crisp and pleasant.

It was Liu Ruobing's red horse. She was very spiritual. She ran to Liu Ruobing and neighed. She pressed her affectionately and sniffed.

Liu Ruobing hugged the horse's head and patted it with love. Yang Qiuchi had already gotten off the horse. He walked over and helped Liu Ruobing get on the red horse. He also flew onto the horse and sat behind him.

The little black dog jumped around the red horse. Yang Qiuchi said, "Good Xiao Hei, wait here!" Then he shook the reins of the horse and shouted, "Go!" and rushed out first.

Song Yuner followed closely behind on a horse, and Jonba, Gacuo and others also rode on a horse to follow.

Nian Baoyu Mountain is steep, the mountain road is rugged, and there is thick snow on the shade, but Liu Ruobing, the jujube horse, walked very smoothly, as if he knew that the owner could not bump.

Liu Ruobing leaned into Yang Qiuchi's arms as soft as boneless, looked at the mountains in the distance and said, "Qiuchi. Every time I see the mountain, I remembered our days on the top of the cliff. It would be great if we just lived like that for the rest of our lives."

"Yeah~!" Yang Qiuchi hugged her and immediately walked upside down. "I want to live like you for the rest of my life, but..."

"No, no! Don't say..." Liu Ruobing turned around and leaned his head on his shoulder, "Bing'er knows your difficulties..."

Yang Qiuchi hugged her hands tightly and said in a low voice: "Bing'er... Qiuchi is sorry for you..."

"No, this is all fate..." Liu Ruobing said with tears in her eyes. "No matter who you are, you are mine now. I also gave Bing'er a good baby who can depend on each other. What else can Binger not satisfy..."

"Bing'er!" Yang Qiuchi's heart was about to break, and he hugged her and kissed her forehead, "When these things are over, go back with me, okay? I will love you well and love you well."

Liu Ruobing sighed: "I am Master Yunerdi, we cannot be at the same time..."

"Why can't you? You are not related by blood. You are just masters and apprentices in martial arts. Why can't your master and apprentices marry a man at the same time? Why? Who stipulated it? What's the reason for such a rule!"

Liu Ruobing said sadly: "We can think this way, but we can't let others think this way too. Others will point fingers at you, you are an official in the court, and this official reputation is the most important thing..."

"No!" Yang Qiuchi shouted, "I am not an official anymore. I will take you with you and let's go to a place where no one knows us!"

"Qiuchi..." Liu Ruobing happily closed her eyes and snuggled in his arms, feeling Yang Qiuchi's strong and powerful body, enough to withstand all difficulties.

After a long time, Liu Ruobing shook her head: "No..."

"Why?" Yang Qiuchi became anxious.

"I...I can't do it..." Liu Ruobing shook her head and sobbed, "I still can't do it alone, just like your wives and concubines, waiting for you to come with her fingers...I'm sorry..."

Yang Qiuchi's heart sank again. On this issue, he didn't know how to convince Liu Ruobing.

Liu Ruobing wiped away her tears and forced a smile: "Okay, let's not talk about these things - look at the snow-capped mountains in the distance, so beautiful, like clusters of cotton."

"Yes, it's so beautiful!" Yang Qiuchi looked at him with pleasure. The two of them stopped talking about the topic and gradually became happy. They snuggled up and rode their horses, enjoying the scenery along the way, talking and laughing.

But Yang Qiuchi's heart was still heavy. He really didn't know how to resolve this dead knot.

Three hours later, they finally arrived at the top of Nian Baoyuze Sacrificial Mountain.
Chapter completed!