Assassin He Chunxia

Chapter 37 I will draw my sword and crush the galaxy

"My grandfather's name is Xiaoyaosheng, my father is naturally Xiaoyao Xiaosheng, then I am naturally Xiaoyao Xiaosheng."

He Chunxia looked at Xiaoyao Xiaosheng's white hair and wrinkled face, and couldn't help but ask, "Then the person you are with is about the same age as me, it should be your grandson, he is this"

"Xiaoyao little scholar, if the spring and summer girl is curious, my father."

He was interrupted by Chun Xia, "I know, I know, the Free and Easy Sword Sect has always been unruly. It's winter, so it's not uncommon for it to be cold."

Xiaoyao Xiaosheng and Xiaoyao Xiaoshusheng only thought they were very useful when they heard that they were uninhibited, and their faces became proud.A middle-aged man beside Ye Shu, with a square face, big eyes, long beard, neatly trimmed, said, "In the north of Zhuji, the swordsman of Xiashu Mountain, the master of the Qiushui sword, Mr. Mo, has left, and Su Xue and Mo Yu have two swords. The Lord invites my Six Great Sword Sects to discuss the Sword Club, it is my duty, but today only four of these six Great Sword Sects have come. , but this Wudang faction has many factions, the most powerful, how come there are no people?"

"You yourself said that there are many factions in the Wudang Sword Sect. In the past two years, they have been busy fighting with each other. They have divided into three factions and fought back and forth. Everyone feels that they are the biggest and should send their own disciples. Not a single disciple from the three sects came over." These words came from a nice female voice, which was slightly lower than a normal female's voice, round and smooth.Look at that woman, men dressed in white, her skin is creamy, her eyes are long and charming, her wrists are slender, she wears a purple jade bracelet, her slender jade hands support her forehead, and she only stares at Ye Shu, "Brother Ye, I haven't seen you for a few years. You come to see me, I came to the capital, and I visited several times, but I said that I was not at home. Only by discussing this business can we meet with these messed up people. What's the matter, I think you forgot about our brother-sister friendship." Ye Shu's face was flushed, but he couldn't utter a word. The woman saw Ye Shu's eyes were red with anxiety, and sighed, "Okay, okay, I know, Madam won't let me."

Ye Shu nodded silently.

The woman wrinkled her nose and smiled, deliberately blaming Ye Shu, and gave a look to the little girl and young boy standing behind her, "Fu'er, Qiong'er, go over and greet your sister Chun Xia and Uncle Ye."

Mo Qingshan saw that the two were only eleven or twelve years old, and whispered to Wang Juaner, who was reading next to him, "Do you recognize a few of these Emei sects, and there are at least a dozen disciples of the other sword sects waiting outside, why are they? There are only three people here, the woman and Uncle Ye at the head"

"She is Mr. Ye's cousin, Murong Qiumin. She is the head of Emei, and the old Emei people are almost dead, which is equivalent to rebuilding. In the early years, Mr. Ye often went to Emei to help, and he went there for half a year. Auntie caught and scolded that she would definitely stay in love for a long time, and if she had the guts to go and not come back, Mr. Ye only secretly exchanged letters with Murong Qiumin, but the things he wrote were quite normal, and there was nothing out of bounds, so he just greeted him normally. Say, tell me what's going on."

"How do you know what they wrote?"

"The letter I sent." Wang Juaner sneered, "You don't think Mr. Ye dared to do it himself?"

"But is this really just a normal greeting from the two of them?"

"At first, I was not at ease. Later, I went to steal the letter that Mr. Ye had kept and read it. Murong Qiumin liked to copy some sour poems, and then complained about the quarrels between the disciples, the unpalatable food made by the disciples, and the huge profits of the sect. The money is not enough for her to buy trivial things like rouge, it's really nothing special."

The two continued gossiping, and suddenly one of them clapped the table and stood up with a loud voice, "My Wuyue Sword Sect has the largest number of people, and the tasks assigned to the Sword Discourse Club are also the heaviest. Why are there only two places like the other three sects? There are three people here, and the two younger disciples are only eleven or twelve years old. Are these two going to fight for life and death? Ye Shu, I know that you and the head of Emei are relatives, so don’t force me to speak too harshly. "

"Ren Zhong, do you have anything bad to say? I'd rather listen to it." Murong Qiumin cocked her feet, leaned on the seat, and held her chin, "Don't speak? I'm just here to talk to me this time. Brother Ye gathers together and brings two little apprentices out to meet the world by the way, if you don't want two places, I will give it to you if you want, let's see what kind of ivory you can spit out of your dog's mouth." Glancing at Mo Qingshan and Wang Juaner.

Ren Zhong squeezed out a smile without saying a word, bowed to Murong Qiumin, and said in a gentle voice, "Thank you, Sect Leader Murong."

"Cough cough cough." Xiaoyao Xiaosheng coughed several times, "It's all six sword factions, why are there four Five Mountains, I can only be divided into two, Xiaoyao and Shushan, it is better for everyone to share equally."

Ren Zhong snorted, his face turned cold, "Two places, three sects, how are they divided?"

"Of course it depends on ability, but fighting with the sword, with your Five Mountains Swordsmanship, I'm afraid it will be difficult." Xiaoyao Xiaoshu shook his head and stepped forward with his sword.

Ren Zhong rolled his eyes, and the free and easy swordsmanship was sloppy and casual, with no tricks to be found.However, if there is a move versus no move, but there is no move to deal with, and the battles between the two factions are mostly won by leisurely, but the sword has been drawn, and I have to respond.

"Two peaches kill three scholars, this kind of thing, haha, I will not participate in the Shushan Sword Sect." Zhuji Bei folded his fists on his chest and closed his eyes, "I am very satisfied with this generation of disciples from Shushan, I have seen both character and swordsmanship. How about the number of places, how about twenty, and I have confidence in them until the end.”

"Look at this person's attitude, it's shameful." In the middle of the fourteenth month, watching the fun was not too big of a deal. He pretended to tilt his head and leaned in Sima Jue's ear to speak, but his voice did not decrease at all. Sima Jue pinched his ear, "En."

Ren Zhong and Xiao Yao Xiao Scholar felt ashamed and had nothing to say. Ye Shu casually found a matter to discuss and let the two go down the stairs. Suddenly, the hall became noisy again. Murong Qiumin rolled his eyes and felt bored. In front of Mo Qingshan and Wang Juaner, he snorted coldly, "Mo Qingshan? Come out and tell the two of you a few words.

When the three came to the courtyard, Murong Qiumin spoke.

"As for my brother Ye, he is a generous person and never argues with others. Today, he quarreled with the major sword factions for the second place. He is stupid, and he will never speak some words in his life. Let me tell you."

"I'm a woman, I'm not good at swordsmanship, I'm not smooth in life, my qualifications are average, and I don't have much hard work to mention. Do you two know how I sit in the position of the head of Emei?"

Mo Qingshan glanced at He Chunxia, ​​who shook his head.

"Because I'm the one who should be sitting in this position. Every step I take, I have a clear conscience. At first, others liked to gossip. When they see me now, do you dare to call me head?"

"The position of the sword master, every position in the world, should be like this. It has nothing to do with men and women, nothing to do with swordsmanship, nothing to do with the world, nothing to do with qualifications, nothing to do with hard work. If you are worthy of this position, then sit tight."

"When people in Jianghu mention Sword Master Su Xue, one is my brother Ye, a hero who is praised by others. When it comes to Sword Master Duanyun, there is one named Mu Duanyun, even if he is called Duanyun, he is also a traitor who kills the master. People. Things that don't deserve it are unworthy after all."

"There has never been a woman in the world as a sword master. Women are naturally weaker than men. There are always a few days of the month where they can't concentrate. Therefore, there are few people who have reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship. When I was young, I met one, He Chun Xia's mother, He Haitang, It's a pity, now I see two more, and I'm happy. My brother Ye will only tell you to learn from each other and protect yourself. I want to say that you two have sacrificed your life for me, and you will also take the position of the sword master. Fight for the women of the world. Women are more flexible than men, and have an advantage in footwork and leg skills. Mo Qingshan and Qiushui sword belong to your Mo family. You can take back the position you lost." Murong Qiumin pointed to his own. Er Er, "Others may not know that you are a superb master, but there is really nothing in this world that can hide from me, you have learned all nine styles of Dengyun footwork, and you even have a hidden trick that the sword master will use to press the bottom of the box. swordsmanship, right?"

Mo Qingshan's expression changed. Madam Butterfly taught her swordsmanship and footwork and did not avoid others. Even Mr. Mo knew about it. It's just that no one else knows what level she has reached and this stunt. Murong Qiumin knows this. Lady Butterfly?Murong Qiumin didn't care about her reaction and turned her head towards He Chunxia.

"He Chunxia, ​​you are also 17 years old now. My brother Ye doesn't want you to see the suffering in the world, so I do my best to spoil you and love you. You know the depth of people is forced by life. If you are just a mediocre woman, you will be happy in this life." There is nothing wrong with being happy, but you are destined to reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship, and you are as qualified as your mother and even Li Qinglan to stand on the opposite side of the sky. If so, see your sword heart."

mountain ahead
I will climb the mountain
the sea ahead
I will cross the sea
The sky is ahead
Then let the sky and his throne

To ashes together!
This is my sword heart.

Murong Qiumin smiled slightly, and suddenly Zhang Zhou porridge came out from the courtyard wall, "Senior sister, Wang Ma called for dinner."

"right away!"

Mo Qingshan also wanted to leave, but was stopped by Murong Qiumin, who leaned into his ear and said a few more words.

"Tell Wang Juaner, it would be a pity if the beauty's eyes were blind."

(End of this chapter)