The girl in white stood in a daze.

His face was surprised, and he seemed to not believe it was true.

This young man in blue robe was Long Qingyun, who steadily landed opposite the girl in white, with a calm expression and Xiao Shuxuan.

I heard a cheerful voice: "Aoxue, you finally met your opponent."

The woman in white is Zhan Aoxue, the youngest daughter of Zhan Qianheng. She is about fifteen or sixteen years old. She is naturally beautiful and has a skin color as bright as mutton fat jade.

Long Qingyun twisted the Longquan sword with his hand and inserted it into the scabbard, placed it in his left hand. Then he bent down, picked up the sword on the ground with his right hand, handed it to Zhan Aoxue, and said:

"Take it."

A humble attitude and dignified manner.

Zhan Aoxue looked cold and frost, his eyes wide open, he stared at Long Qingyun, but did not take the sword. He turned around and ran to Zhuo Xiwen, rubbed his left foot against the ground, and said coquettishly:

"Grandpa, you see this man actually swooped down from above, it makes no sense."

Zhuo Xiwen, sitting on the pear blossom and wood chair, took a sip of Longjing in front of the rain, looked at his spoiled granddaughter in front of him, and said leisurely:

"It doesn't make sense what's good. Young Master Long has excellent light skills. Now you should know that there are people outside of others, and there is a world outside of them."

After saying that, he gently stroked the willow beard under his jaw with his left hand, thinking to himself:

"Master Hongquan is really amazing. In just a few days, he tempered Long Qingyun into this state. Judging from his momentum, let alone Ao Xue, I am afraid that no one in Cuibaozhai is a match for Long Qingyun except me and Qian Heng."

At this time, Zhan Aoxue looked coquettish. He was usually spoiled by his grandfather. Today he was disappointed and was very angry.

Zhan Aoxue looked at Long Qingyun with hatred, with dissatisfaction and shock:

"The great-father loves me the most, how can he protect outsiders today?"

Looking at Zhan Aoxue looking at him coldly, Long Qingyun looked helpless, but was also amazed at Zhan Aoxue's cold temperament

Don’t say it, this woman was dressed in white, her sleeves were fluttering, her skin was as beautiful as snow, her eyes were like a clear spring, her eyes were shimmering, and she was filled with a stunning look.

Zhan Aoxue's eyes moved to the Qingyu middle-aged man next to Zhuo Xiwen. This person was Zhan Qianheng, the head of Cuibaozhai. He saw him tear lightly and said in front of the rain:

"Xue'er, don't make mistakes."

Zhan Aoxue saw his father's face, and he couldn't say anything. Zhan Aoxue, who was usually cold and proud, was not afraid of the sky or the earth, but he was more afraid of Zhan Qianheng.

On the tea table next to Zhan Qianheng, there is a famous purple clay pot "Fengjuankui". The scent of tea comes out from the quaint and elegant lid of the pot, refreshing the heart.

"Master Zhuo, Master Zhanzhai, it's so elegant!"

A grand and cheerful voice sounded, and then Li Yunzong wore a gray robe and walked with his big sleeves. Next to him was Liu Songquan, the "Luling Zhiduoxing".

Liu Songquan gave a tribute and said in front of him, "This 'Fengshu' is the work of Gu Jingzhou, a famous purple clay teapot in Yixing. It's really simple and honest."

There are only four pieces of this ancient scenery boat "Fengshuo" in the world.

When Liu Songquan saw Zhan Qianheng had a "Wind Blossoming Sun", he was very envious and felt quite regretful. He originally had one, but later gave it to Mo Tianyu of Songyang Sword Mansion.

Liu Songquan looked at "Feng Juankui" with his eyes straightened, and Li Yunzong couldn't help but shake his head slightly. He knew this military advisor. Although he had the talent of heaven and earth, he was obsessed with gold and stone antiques and was not interested in power.

In the world, most men's love for "power, money, and beauty" has reached a madness, and most people are not immune.

Why did he show his sharp swordsmanship and outstanding internal strength as soon as he fought with Liu Songquan?

In the midst of a daze, Zhan Aoxue saw his grandfather Zhuo Xiwen looking at him with a smile. Zhan Aoxue was a very smart person and suddenly understood the profound meaning of his grandfather's words just now.

It turned out that Long Qingyun had been humble to himself.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help feeling a little ashamed. Looking at the field, Long Qingyun calmly responded to Liu Songquan's sharp pen movements, his sword was graceful and smooth, and he was very heroic.

Zhan Aoxue, who was usually proud and willful, felt a little guilty after suddenly enlightened.

As soon as Long Qingyun entered Cuibaozhai, he waved his sword and went up without saying anything.

The other party was not angry, and only after patiently completing more than thirty moves was used.

so.
Chapter completed!