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Chapter 95

Dressing up in southern Xinjiang...

People from southern Xinjiang?
Tong Hua thought for a while, was a little worried, and rushed to find Chu Lin.

At that time, I did see a man dressed in southern Xinjiang entangled with Chu Lin.

Feng Qingyang came over, tsk-tsk twice: "Chu Shaoxia can't make a move? Why does his move seem to be restrained?"

Tong Hua looked at it for a while, and no one told her that she knew what the Southern Xinjiang people were saying to restrain Chu Lin.

"Chu Shaoxia, beat him to death!" She was the only one who made Chu Lin afraid, and the people from Nanjiang must have used her as an excuse to threaten.Thinking of this, Tong Hua had the urge to go up and beat someone up in person.

Sure enough, Chu Lin played much more smoothly afterwards.

The strange soldier is on him, but in comparison, he now has a higher winning rate with swordsmanship, and it is the magic weapon Qiushui sword.

"Hey, this sword is not bad." The Nanjiang people grabbed Chu Lin's arm and carefully observed Qiushuijian, "Isn't this yours? Just give it to me. It should be good to take it back to chop firewood."

Chu Lin turned around to get out of trouble, and pointed his sword out. The Nanjiang people blocked Qiushui sword with their bare hands.

The two are entangled, and no one can take over.But depending on the situation, it seemed that Chu Lin, who was armed with a weapon, couldn't deal with an empty-handed one, which was a bit embarrassing.

Tong Hua rolled up his sleeves and was about to step forward, when there was a sudden shout in his ear, and he turned his head to see that Feng Qingyang had already rushed forward.

When fighting Bai Jingyan, he always held his sword in his arms to watch the show, why is he so active today?
Being able to suppress Chu Lin like this is definitely a master, and Feng Qingyang also wanted to go up and do two tricks.

The Wudang School's swordsmanship is light and soft, continuous and uninterrupted, the sword is soft and unrestrained, emphasizing righteousness and not gravity.

But Tong Hua looked at it, this method should not be the same as the sword method when the flying sword interrupted him in the martial arts conference.

This wind is clear and clear, and the more suspicious it becomes.

Why don't you just take the opportunity and let the people from southern Xinjiang solve it?

Tong Hua thought this way, but the fighting over there gradually calmed down.

After Feng Qingyang went up, Chu Lin slowly retreated, taking a breath and waiting for the opportunity.I never thought, how could the two of them fight each other, and they stopped fighting one after another with a feeling of sympathy for each other.

"Brother has good internal strength. I admire him for his cultivation in such a grade." Feng Qingyang clasped his fists and saluted.

"If it wasn't for Alang deliberately hiding his strength, I'm afraid I wouldn't be my opponent." The people from Nanjiang also clasped their fists and saluted.

At the beginning of the mutual flattery between the two, Tong Hua took the Qiushui sword from Chu Lin, yelled, and slashed at the Nanjiang people.

"You still have such a big temper, isn't the young man unable to bear to abandon you?" The southerner evaded with a smile, "Your temper can only work in southern Xinjiang, and you will suffer a lot if you return to the center! Look at me I have traveled thousands of miles to find you, so why not go back to southern Xinjiang with me."

Tong Hua snorted: "I must have known about the secret technique that Ada told you, so you rushed here."

"What secret technique? I don't understand what you're talking about. Did Ah Da bully you? I'll teach him a lesson for you."

"Stand there for me, don't move, if you cut me down, you will calm down!"

Feng Qingyang walked up to Chu Lin and asked him who this Southern Xinjiang man was.

"He's from Nanjiang, and he's so familiar with Tong girl. I think he's a good friend there." Feng Qingyang feels that this is not an ordinary person, "He didn't try his best, but the sense of oppression he exudes has far surpassed his age As it should be."

This man, dressed in southern Xinjiang, has white hair, looks like he is in his early twenties, and has a gourd pinned to his waist like a child's painting, but he does not pretend to be bugs, he holds wine, and the short knife on the other side is never used to kill people , is a good knife for slaughtering chickens and fish.

In terms of identity, this one is indeed not simple, but Chu Lin didn't intend to tell Feng Qingyang directly, and only said: "Master Feng's intuition is very powerful."

Feng Qingyang smiled and didn't worry about it: "He doesn't seem to like you."

"Coincidentally, I don't like him either."

"You don't seem to be able to beat him."

"..."

When Tong Hua came back after being tired from chasing, Chu Lin immediately held hands and pulled Tong Hua to his side.

"What did he say to you just now?" Tong Hua thought of how Chu Lin was restrained just now, "What's wrong with me?"

Chu Lin looked at the Nanjiang man who came up: "He said he has put a Gu on you, as long as you move your finger, you will..."

Tong Hua's face darkened again, but this time he taught Chu Lin a lesson, saying that he was stupid and believed in everything.

"And you, Nazan! If you dare to talk nonsense again, I'll feed you worms, the kind you hate the most!"

Nazan spread his hands, "Just kidding."

……

……

Nazan came from southern Xinjiang, found Ada with bugs, and was told that Tong Hua had gone to another place, so he chased after him.

He had never seen Chu Lin before, so he didn't recognize him at first.

As a result, the bugs on his body reacted strongly to Chu Lin, because of the smell, he smelled like a child's painting.

"Boy, come and talk about the dowry." Nazan dragged Chu Lin away, and said a lot of things that Chu Lin couldn't bring out, "No? No? It's like marrying my girl? Dream it."

Tong Hua said quietly behind him: "Who belongs to whose family?"

Nazan turned around and smiled: "I, I belong to your family."

Tong Hua: "What on earth are you here for?" It can't be to find himself. It's not a trivial matter for him to leave Southern Xinjiang as his identity, and it seems that he left without permission.

Nazan: "I found Meng Qing, I will personally send him on his way."

"Found him? Where?"

"It seems to be called Sifang Villa."

Tong Hua lowered his head and smiled slyly: "God, open your eyes, this bastard is finally going to die by my hands!"

Meng Qing is also from Southern Xinjiang, and was one of the chief culprits of the civil strife in Southern Xinjiang back then. The grievances and grievances between him and Tong Hua are hard to explain in a few words.

Feng Qingyang: "I'm not interested in your grievances. It's just that if you go to Sifang Villa now, you can't just go in there and massacre in broad daylight, right? Everyone else wants to get the benefits of the secret medicine from them, so they won't just sit idly by of."

Nazan: "Coincidentally, I'm not interested in your secret medicine either. Meng Qing is a traitor in southern Xinjiang, and it's not up to a group of Central Plains people to execute him."

Feng Qingyang: "Brother Tai's words are wrong. Although you are a traitor in southern Xinjiang, this is the Central Plains. If you want to use the excuse of punishing traitors, it depends on whether your status can be suppressed."

Tong Hua waved her hand: "That's not a problem, but Meng Qing, you really can't just kill me." She moved her eyes to look at Nazan, and her accent became Nanjiang dialect, "You think about how to explain the secret technique to me Don't play tricks, if you dare to destroy my good things, I have plenty of ways to deal with you."

Nazan nodded quickly, promising that nothing bad would happen.

Three people turned into four people, and they stayed overnight on the barren hills.

Chu Lin practiced according to the exercises on the rag, and it went smoothly.

Tong Hua stood by, no one had practiced this technique for hundreds of years, so don't make any mistakes.

What she and Nazan practiced were Southern Xinjiang's exercises, which were different from those in the Central Plains. Even if there were any problems, the two of them would not be able to tell.

Feng Qingyang should be able to find out, but his identity is not suitable.

(End of this chapter)