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Chapter 71 One on the left and one on the right, both are beautiful women.

"Master, come on!"

Not far away, when Gan Tang heard that Ning Lang was about to play, he put his hands in a circle and shouted loudly.

Gan Tang stood there, already dazzling.

Now that she suddenly shouted such a sentence, many people looked at her.

Qiu Yuebai subconsciously clenched the hilt of the sword.

Master?

Is it just a mentoring relationship?
Thinking of the swordsmanship in her arms, Qiu Yuebai pursed her lips, her brows tangled.

"Can he really help me go further in kendo?"

The sword in the sheath, groaning and trembling.

It seems to have answered Qiuyuebai's question.

Qiu Yuebai slowly raised her head and saw that Ning Lang walked to Lu Qingxuan's position and stood up, her brows gradually stretched out.

actually…

like…

also acceptable...

Ning Lang walked forward and backward, without any hesitation, he drew his sword and drew his sword in an instant, even faster than Lu Qingxuan's sword.

That mighty sword energy radiated from the tip of the sword.

Line with dots.

Line up.

Abruptly, the first few light curtains were smashed open, like a sharp cone.

This sword, Ning Lang used eight successes.

There is still [-]%, which is reserved as a hole card.

After a while, the sword energy disappeared, leaving only one layer of the ten-layer light curtain.

Full silence.

No one expected that Ning Lang's final result would be the same as Lu Qingxuan's.

You must know that Ning Lang looks much younger than Lu Qingxuan. If he has the same strength now, when Ning Lang reaches Lu Qingxuan's age, then...isn't he invincible?
"So strong!"

Even Dongfanglai and Qiuyuebai had no choice but to sigh the power of Ning Lang's sword after seeing this scene.

Gao Yangming was stunned for a long time, and then at the prompt of Xie An'an, he said loudly: "On the ninth floor, Ning Lang, Lu Qingxuan, Dongfanglai, and Qiuyuebai are the four who will advance to the final round of the Sword Contest."

Everyone had expected this result.

However, the wave after wave of climaxes just made it impossible for people to react in a very short period of time.

Ning Lang put the sword into the sheath, returned to Qiu Yuebai and stood up. Under the attention of everyone, he asked softly, "What do you think of my sword?"

Qiuyuebai raised her head, Ning Lang lowered her head.

Eyes intertwined.

"Shang Ke." She opened her white teeth slightly and replied softly.

This scene was seen by Gan Tang in the distance. She seemed to have overturned the vinegar jar, and her eyes were full of unhappiness.

at this time.

Everyone already knew about Ning Lang's strength.

No one would doubt whether Ning Lang was good enough with the three of them.

in the crowd.

A young man sighed: "He is not worthy of you, you must not be with him."

Seeing Ning Lang and Qiu Yuebai, the ideal Taoist companion in the hearts of Wan Qian Jianxiu, chatting on the high platform, who wouldn't be envious?

The older man next to him laughed and scolded; "People are born with talent and beauty, so why is it your monster's turn to object."

"Ri you immortal board board."

Seeing Ning Lang and Qiu Yuebai talking and laughing, Gan Tang finally couldn't stand it anymore. She volleyed up to the sky and pulled on Ning Lang's sleeves and said, "Master, let's go back to take a nap after we finish the comparison."

One left and one right, both are beautiful.

Eyes of envy, jealousy, and hatred looked at Ning Lang, wishing to stab Ning Lang to death on the spot.

The young man sighed again: "It's really the death of the flood, the death of the flood and the death of the drought."

Xie Anan only said at this time: "Please go back and rest for a night, and then decide on the sword armor for this sword-asking conference at the Jianmen Square tomorrow morning!"

"Thanks for your hard work."

Ning Lang smiled and led Gan Tang away.

Dongfanglai's eyes were focused, and his brows were furrowed. He knew that he had already used all his strength with the sword just now. Unless he used the last of the nine Kuanglang swords, he would not be able to break through the ninth floor in a row like Lu Qingxuan and Ning Lang did. Light curtain, and Ning Lang didn't use all his strength just now.

The people around could not see this, but Dongfanglai, Lu Qingxuan, Xie Anan, and Qiuyuebai on the high platform could see it clearly.

The strongest sword.

It is bound to reach the peak of swordsmanship, swordsmanship, and swordsmanship.

But just now, Ning Lang just drew his sword casually, and it couldn't be his strongest sword.

He still has reservations!
Dongfang glanced at Lu Qingxuan, and Lu Qingxuan also glanced at him. After a tacit understanding, they glanced at the light curtain together, and then each left in two directions.

……

in the afternoon.

After resting for a while, Ning Lang, who had nothing to do, led Gan Tang around the Jianmen Gate of Xishu again.

Now it is the time of spring and summer, and Xishu Jianmen is located on the Gobi Desert. Ning Lang felt very hot after walking for a while. Thinking of the coolness in the gentleman's bamboo forest the day before yesterday, Ning Lang held Gan Tang's hand very much. Go to the direction of Junzi Bamboo Forest soon.

The bamboos that were cut off that day have all been disposed of, and the bamboo forest is peaceful.

"It's so cool here."

"Ah."

Not long after the master and the apprentice left, Ning Lang saw from a distance two young disciples of Xishu Jianmen tinkering with something beside a sturdy pillar.

Ning Lang stepped forward and saw the two of them, one holding a wine jar and the other holding a long sword. He just inserted the sword into the bamboo, and when he pulled it out, there was actually a fragrant liquid in the bamboo. flow out.

It turned out to be wine.

Ning Lang smiled and asked: "What kind of wine is this? It's delicious."

When Ning Lang and Gan Tang came over, they didn't make a sound, and suddenly said something behind the two teenagers, which startled them both.

"what!"

The boy who took the wine from the wine jar shouted and sat directly on the ground in fright.

Fortunately, Ning Lang's eyes were fast, he lifted the wine jar directly from the air, and smelled the fragrance of the wine at close range, he smiled and said, "Can I drink this wine?"

In the past two days, almost everyone was paying attention to the Sword Questioning Conference. Ning Lang's appearance was unique among the male swordsmen. In addition, he performed very well in the past two days. Naturally, no one knows no one in Xishu Jianmen. I don't know.

The boy sitting on the ground nodded.

Ning Lang removed the wine jar, squatted down and caught the wine flowing from the bamboo with his mouth.

When there was no more wine flowing out of the bamboo tube, Ning Lang wiped the corner of his mouth and asked contentedly, "What kind of wine is this?"

"It's called Zhu... Zijiu."

"What are you doing with the wine now?"

"Take it to the cellar for storage." The young man next to him explained respectfully: "After the bamboo wine is taken out of the bamboo tube, it is best to keep it in the cellar for ten days and a half months, and the wine at that time is the best drink."

Ning Lang's interest came immediately, and he asked, "Take me to your cellar to have a look, can you?"

"This……"

"It's alright, I have a deep friendship with your great elder, why don't you go and tell me first?"

"No need." Xishu Jianmen also respects strength. Ning Lang's performance in the past few days is enough to be regarded as a guest, not to mention that Ning Lang had received an invitation letter from the Great Elder before, and the young man felt that what he said. Nor will it be false.

The teenager nodded and said, "Then senior, come with me."

Hearing that there was a better wine, Ning Lang returned the wine jar in his hand to him, then took Gan Tang and followed the two young Jianxiu slowly to the middle of the bamboo forest.

In the middle of the bamboo forest, there was a small thatched hut. It didn't look like it was inhabited, but there was still a chubby boy guarding it outside.

After the two teenagers stepped forward and told the chubby boy about Ning Lang, the chubby boy gave Ning Lang a sword-holding salute to Ning Lang, then opened the door and let the two teenagers He walked in with Ning Lang and Gan Tang.

There are more than 50 stone steps going down. After reaching the cellar, Ning Lang looked at the hundreds of altars of wine in front of him and shook his head with a smile: "If I had known that there was such a place in Jianmen of Xishu, I would have known it on the first day. Let your great elders bring me here."

"After the sword-asking conference, the sect master will entertain all the guests, so these swords are prepared for tomorrow night."

Ning Lang smiled and said, "With so much wine, I can take two jars back to drink, right?"

"Senior please."

"Really sensible." Ning Lang rubbed the young man's head, took two jars of wine, and left the cellar with Gan Tang.

Seeing Ning Lang gone.

The teenager hurriedly said: "He looks so young, how can he be so powerful."

"Who knows."

"Oh, if only I could be this strong."

"You're thinking about farting, come and help me and bring the wine up."

"coming."

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(End of this chapter)