Eagle Archer's Gale Sword

()Hou Qingyun frowned, and reminded: "It's 'Frost and Cold Sword Lord'."

"Yes, yes, this is the one! Forgive me, young man, what is your relationship with this sword master? I heard that she is not a good person, and killing people is useless..."

Hou Qingyun sneered: "I'm not a good person either, so what kind of person are you?"

Qiu Qianren immediately smiled awkwardly.

Hou Qingyun said again: "As soon as Miss Xia arrives at Guiyun Village, she will send someone to notify me immediately, understand?"

"The old man understands."

Hou Qingyun sneered in his heart: What a piece of shit, wanting to avenge my girl?I turn you into dust...

Qiu Qianren, an old ghost, is very sophisticated. Seeing the sparkle in Hou Qingyun's eyes, he knew that this guy was planning some bad idea again, so he didn't say anything for now.

Hou Qingyun then discussed with Qiu Qianren about the schedule of the hero meeting, including the selection of the leader.

"Young man, how do you think the candidate for the leader will be chosen?" Qiu Qianren asked.

Hou Qingyun was a little surprised, and said casually: "Of course you made the decision."

Qiu Qianren was overjoyed, without moving his face, he said: "Young Xia is joking, how can someone like me be the leader of the alliance?"

Hou Qingyun saw the old man Qiu Qianren's appearance, how could he not understand what he meant, "Don't pretend, this hero conference is originally in the name of your iron palm floating on the water. If you don't want to be the leader, who will do it?"

Seeing Hou Qingyun's affirmative words, Qiu Qianren's heart was settled, and he felt a little emotional for a while. He was deceived and abducted for most of his life, but he didn't expect to have the hope of becoming a leader in the end. This hero conference called for the heroes of the world to gather together. The leader chosen is not The leader of the martial arts alliance!Before this, Qiu Qianzhang simply didn't dare to think about it, even his real younger brother would not be able to become the leader of the martial arts alliance.

"Master of the Martial Arts, if you can sit on it, this life will be worth it! It's a pity that the second brother is too optimistic about the Song family."

Hou Qingyun said again: "Your hero post has been posted for so long, is there any news from Qiu Qiancun in central Hunan?"

Qiu Qianzhang also felt a little uneasy when he thought of his genuine younger brother. He said honestly: "Of course the hero post was not sent to him. I sent him a letter in private to persuade him politely, but he didn't reply."

Hou Qingyun glanced at the old liar, and said coldly: "He'd better be honest, otherwise, don't let my subordinates show no mercy."

Seeing Hou Qingyun's reassurance and fearlessness, Qiu Qianren was secretly startled: "Second brother's martial arts are catching up with the Central Plains' four masters, why is this kid so disdainful? Has his martial arts practiced to a state of perfection?"

Hou Qingyun talked with the old liar again about his thoughts on the hero conference. Qiu Qianren heard that it was better to let the heroes of the rivers and lakes sneak into the hinterland of the Kingdom of Jin to wreak havoc than to get together and fight with the Jin soldiers on the plain.

A good knife must be used wisely. The knights of the rivers and lakes are not good at marching and fighting, so let them all be the spy teams behind enemy lines.

As for Hou Qingyun's mention of the Jianghu knights vying for the top, Qiu Qianren felt that it was more difficult to handle. The hero meeting was only held for one day, and there was not so much time for them to catch the right ones and fight. Hou Qingyun thought about it and thought it made sense. Put it aside.

"Should I challenge, or kill that old ghost quietly?"

Saying goodbye to Qiu Qianren, Hou Qingyun wandered alone outside Guiyun Manor, avoiding the heroes of the rivers and lakes who were everywhere to join in the fun, walking on the bank of the river, thinking about how to get rid of the 'Kunlun sword'.

"Brother Yun!" A cry of surprise came from behind him suddenly,

"Who is it?" When Hou Qingyun turned his head to take a look, he immediately laughed and said with a smile: "Xiao Hong, Xiao Si!"

I haven't seen her for half a year, but Sun Xiaohong seems to be more mature, with a slender figure, beautiful features, bright eyes, and a sense of agility all over her body.Xiaosi looks like an old man, so I won't mention it.

Sun Xiaohong rushed over quickly, took Hou Qingyun's hand, and said happily: "Brother Yun, where have you been all this time, there is no news at all in Jianghu?"

Hou Qingyun said with a smile: "I just walk around and enjoy the gorgeous mountains and rivers. How can there be someone like me in the rivers and lakes?"

Sun Xiaohong looked around, her eyes lit up, and she said, "Brother Yun, where is the woman?"

"What woman?" Hou Qingyun was a little puzzled by her question.

As soon as Sun Xiaohong came, she held on to Hou Qingyun, and Xiao Si stood aside for a long time, unable to speak, and couldn't help reminding: "It's Miss Xia!"

Hou Qingyun frowned, pushed Sun Xiaohong's little hand away, and said falteringly: "She... well, maybe it will take two days to come."

"Let's go, let's go!" Sun Xiaohong took Hou Qingyun's arm and said as she walked, "Tell us about your experiences in the past few months..."

This little girl is really enthusiastic!

Hou Qingyun roughly told the two of his experiences during this period of time on the road. Of course, his own affairs were ignored. The two of them didn't want Hou Qingyun to travel thousands of miles in the past half a year. The prairie, and the East China Sea with blue waves in a while, think of that scene, and can't help but yearn for it.

"Okay, don't mention this, I said when I left that you two can't lose your martial arts."

"Small idea."

Sun Xiaohong's martial arts is really good. When Hou Qingyun saw it, he probably had a fight with Lu Guanying, and it was not bad. He could surpass the four ghosts of the Yellow River. When he thought about two years ago, he was still thinking about Sun Xiaohong's martial arts. Now what? , even if it was Hong Qigong's Subduing Dragon Palm, he was not interested.

Ma Qingxiong pulled a donkey face, looked at Hou Qingyun in disbelief, and said, "I heard that right, you want to challenge Xiao Chenzi?"

Hou Qingyun said meaninglessly: "Yes."

Hou Qingyun thought about it carefully before, this little dust is in the Kunlun of the Western Regions, and has nothing to do with the heroes of the Central Plains and the South. Such an "old senior" is of no use to the hero conference, and is used as a "stepping stone" to enhance the reputation of the world For the best.

It's just that when he told Ma Qingxiong the news, Ma Qingxiong, the 'life-chasing gun', was a little dumbfounded, and he said, "That's the 'Kunlun sword'!"

"Is it amazing?" Hou Qingyun was a little disdainful.

Ma Qingxiong looked dignified, and said slowly: "That's natural, Weichenzi's 'Liangyi swordsmanship' is superb, I'm afraid there is no other sword in the world."

"This kind of 'senior' who is disrespectful to the old can do good things besides bullying the old and the weak. He has been in the West for so long, why doesn't he challenge Ouyang Feng?"

Seeing that he couldn't persuade Hou Qingyun, Ma Qingxiong thought about it and wrote a book in the name of asking his seniors for advice. If he wins, Hou Qingyun will become famous; unfortunately, if he loses, he doesn't have to worry about his life.The errands such as sending the 'war letter' were naturally done by Xiaosi, but it was not so easy for Hou Qingyun to challenge Xiao Chenzi.

An exquisite pavilion, located in a secluded place in Guiyunzhuang, surrounded by green trees, is the resting place for Mochen.When the boy handed the 'war letter' to the old god Zaiwei, Weichen just glanced at it briefly, then threw it aside with a sneer.

"Yellow River Gang Hou Qingyun, what kind of a person is he, he actually wants to challenge this old man?"

Weichenzi said to the accompanying boy: "Go and tell the people who come to the next day's battle, just say that I am in seclusion and can't spare time."

After the boy had left, Weichenzi stroked his white beard leisurely, and said, "Qingling, tell me about your swordsmanship when Xia Gulan competed with your senior brother?"

The handsome Xiaodao known as Qingling looked respectful, and when he heard the master's question, he said, "Master, this disciple didn't see the woman's swordplay clearly."

Qingling Xiaodao recalled the shocking blue light, and he couldn't help but feel a little terrified, "When senior brother stabbed her Jianjing point with the move 'Tianhe Rewind', the woman's sword body suddenly burst into blue light, and the long sword turned into a rainbow. , Senior brother fell to the ground immediately after being struck by the sword."

Weichen's face was gloomy, and he thought to himself: "Qinghua has obtained three points of my true inheritance, but she still died tragically in an instant. This woman's swordsmanship is indeed superb, and she may grow to a certain level in her tenure... In this case, I will treat her Get rid of it early, even if it is to bully women and children in front of the world, it is better than leaving this big trouble."

When Xiao Si told Hou Qingyun the news of the Kunlun Yijian retreat, Hou Qingyun understood, and he was not upset, and said to Xiao Si: "I don't believe that this old man has been acting like a tortoise. If he comes out Close it, and you tell me."

Little Four nodded.

That night, Hou Qingyun did not participate in the carnival banquet held by the heroes of Taihu Lake. Instead, he took advantage of the cool evening breeze to come to the ferry and asked the disciples of Guiyunzhuang for a black-covered boat. When Zhuang Liao saw Hou Qingyun, he kept flattering him, and pulled out a spacious black-covered boat that could accommodate two or three people.

Hou Qingyun didn't expect it to be so smooth, and sighed in his heart: It seems that to be famous really depends on fighting a lot.

He tidied up the clean mattresses in his wing room and spread them on the black-covered boat. After that, he propped up the pole alone and drove the boat in the deep night.

With the cold moon in the heart of the blue lake, the boat gradually moved away from the hustle and bustle, driving alone in this piece of night sky, until it stopped at a desolate suburban bank.Seeing that the surrounding fields were pitch black and deserted, it was a good place to practice inner strength, so he found a huge boulder and jumped on it, sat cross-legged and silently practiced the Nine Suns Divine Art, guiding the true essence to circulate slowly in the meridians.

In the early morning of the second day, when he drove back to Yunzhuang in a small boat, landed from the ferry in the backyard, and came to the front yard, everything remained the same. , and the people on the stage, who caught the right one, had a great time fighting.

On the third day and the fourth day, it was like this for several days in a row, Xia Gulan didn't come, and Weichenzi didn't leave the customs.Hou Qingyun drove a small boat to the deserted suburban shore every night and sat cross-legged until the afternoon of the seventh day. When he came to the front yard from the backyard in his spare time, he found that there were only a few people. He couldn't help but feel a little strange. People asked about the situation, but they didn't know anything about it.

He was about to go outside the village to have a look, when a flustered figure ran up to him, it was Xiao Si, and when he saw Hou Qingyun, he shouted: "It's fighting, it's fighting!"

Hou Qingyun was surprised: "What's the fight?"

Xiao Si took a few breaths and said, "Xia...Miss Xia...had a fight with that Mochen!"