The Fallen: Demon Slayer

Outside the drunk Xianfeng Pavilion, Mu Qing calmly looks at Jin Liuhui, who laughs like a fool. He feels that he really has a problem with his mind.

Jin Liuhui is very happy. A piece of heaven level three grade artifact can be met but not sought. There are only a few of the three grade artifact in the whole Tianyan continent. There is only one third grade artifact in Jinxian Pavilion, which is also a treasure to protect the sect. No one knows about it except the ancient pavilion owners.

How can Jin Liuhui keep calm now that MuQing has taken out a heaven level three grade artifact as a bet? It's a heaven level three grade artifact, which is enough to make ordinary seven grade martial arts masters and six grade martial arts masters equal!

"Good! Brother Li Qing is brave enough. It's up to you to decide how to compete between us. You can rest assured that the exchange of martial arts between each other, there will be no danger. I just hope brother Li Qing can keep his word. We can't go back on our bet. " Jin Liuhui narrowed his eyes and once again led Li Qing to open his mouth in public to confirm that he was betting on this heaven level three grade artifact.

"Oh? It's rare for young people to have such interest. In that case, how about some of our old friends as witnesses? "

In mid air, Jin Kunlong, the leader of Jinxian Pavilion, drank loudly, and all the disciples of zuixianfeng could hear clearly.

MuQing chuckles and is pleased in his heart. The owner of Jinxian pavilion has finally fallen into the trap.

Let Jin Liuhui compete with himself. This is all about beating the stone with the egg. Not to mention the strength of jinliuhui, even if he jinkunlong himself, MuQing Dusi is not afraid. Jin Kunlong's strength is not weak, but it's just the peak of five grade martial arts. It's not a worry to be less than four grade martial arts.

If you don't use the magic weapon, MuQing knows that he can't be jinkunlong's opponent. But there are so many magic weapons in his storage ring. If he takes out one, it will be enough to make Jin Kunlong worried. Jin Kunlong's son, Jin Liuhui, has just broken through the seven grades of martial arts, which is even less worrying.

"Jin Kunlong was more powerful than the Czar he met in the serpent race at that time. If he didn't use those things, he would not be his opponent. But today, Nangong Hongyan was also present. They witnessed the gamble together, and Jin Kunlong must have no face to blame. It's just a jinliuhui. It's easy to beat him. "

Mu Qing secretly ponders in the heart, ponders how should the routine jinkunlong and jinliuhui father and son.

Nangong Hongyan slowly fell to the ground with his hands behind him and looked around at these excellent disciples of Shushan sword sect with a kind smile.

"Brother Jinxian, you Jinxian Pavilion is also a well-known and decent family. The inheritance of thousands of years is naturally justified. If we just let two younger generation fight and kill, doesn't it seem that we are too vulgar? Since it's a duel, in my opinion, it's better to compare a fight between men and women. What do you think? " Nangong Hongyan squints slightly and proposes to Jin Kunlong.

Jin Kunlong stood beside Nangong Hongyan, suddenly stunned, and immediately showed a kind smile.

These two people are old monsters with deep intention. They are speculating about each other's thoughts in their words and deeds.

"Since brother Nangong said so, how can he refuse? I just don't know what the fighting is and what the fighting is. " Jin Kunlong narrowed his eyes slightly and said that Nangong Hongyan was an old fox.

In Jin Kunlong's opinion, if he competes in martial arts, his son will surely win. At present, Nangong Hongyan's proposal of "fighting with men and fighting with men" is absolutely trying to find a way to restore the situation.

When Nangong Hongyan sees that Jin Kunlong has been trapped, he turns to MuQing and looks at him.

"Brother Jin, this kind of fighting is naturally a contest of poems and songs, and fighting is a contest of martial arts and Taoism. It's boring for us old people who have lived for hundreds of years to just watch our younger generation fight and kill? Young man, poetry and ode are naturally my favorite things. Let's take this opportunity to test the two little guys, OK? " Nangong Hongyan said with a smile.

Jin Kunlong's brow is tight, and the secret way is that Nangong Hongyan is too cunning. It's just a waste of time for a martial arts man to compare his accomplishments with those of poetry and prose.

Jin Kunlong looked at his son. Although he was more alert to Nangong Hongyan's proposal, he was more confident. He said in his heart, "my son has always been romantic, and he has great attainments in poetry and prose. Even compared with those ordinary people, he is a talented man. Shushan sword school has always attached great importance to the cultivation of swords. It is absolutely impossible to have such a guy with high literary talent. In this way, my son is sure to win! Nangong Hongyan, today I'm going to ask you to move the stone to your feet. "

"Good! Since it's brother Nangong Dao's proposal, how dare you not follow it? The fight is still presided over by the Taoist brother. If the younger brother has little talent and learning, he can only watch Jin Kunlong reaches out his hand and signals Nangong Hongyan to write a question.

Nangong Hongyan nodded and said with a smile, "well, in that case, please go to youzhufeng, where I live. There is a waterfall just as the venue for fighting. If there is no beautiful scenery to set off, is it not boring for gifted scholars to write Bi Wen

"It all depends on the meaning of Taoist brother." Jin Kunlong nodded.

"Everyone, follow me to youzhufeng waterfall."

Nangong Hongyan waved his hand and flew to Youzhu peak.

Jin Kunlong followed, took his son and other disciples of Jinxian Pavilion and went to Youzhu peak.

The disciples of Shushan sword sect are more active. They know that youzhufeng is the forbidden area of zongmen. It's not easy to go there once. Moreover, youzhufeng is known as the most beautiful floating mountain of Shushan sword sect. Anyone would like to visit it.

Outside the zuixiange, there are only MuQing and Nangong Lingxiao left, and Nangong Lingxiao walks up to MuQing and looks at him quietly.

"If you can bring out a heaven level three grade artifact, the power behind you is really extraordinary. The valley of immortals? Dragon Empire? Or the holy temple? Or are you from the land of the three saints Nangong Lingxiao is very curious. He can't help asking again.

Mu Qing can only reply with an embarrassed smile, but still doesn't answer Nangong Lingxiao's question.

"Still don't say, you are not sincere." Nangong Lingxiao frowned slightly, more curious.

MuQing reluctantly waved his hand and said with a smile: "does it have nothing to do with sincerity? Besides, you've been wearing a veil, aren't you sincere? "

"The veil? Do you care about it? "

Hearing MuQing's words, Nangong Lingxiao takes off the gauze directly, revealing the beauty of flourishing age.

Absolutely beautiful appearance, can be called perfect to the point of impeccable, Nangong Lingxiao's appearance can make any man crazy.

MuQing was just surprised again. He nodded slightly and said, "well, you are very good. As for my true identity, I'll tell you, but it's not the right time

"Cut! It's boring to be a mystery guy like you. Come to the point, do you understand what my father means? The so-called Wendou is poetry and song Fu. You Zhufeng is chosen for your benefit. The song you recited last time, "Rizhao Youzhu shengziyan" is very good. Take advantage of it. "

Nangong Lingxiao puts on the veil again, and the imperial sword flies to Youzhu peak.

MuQing thought deeply, recalled the poems he had recited before crossing, and again chose a catchy and wonderful speech.

Youzhufeng waterfall

"This is one of the two waterfalls in youzhufeng. Wendou and Wudou are going on here. Wendou is poetry, and the title of the poem is the scene. Martial arts is martial arts competition. Are you ready? As for the bet... "Nangong Hongyan hesitated and turned to MuQing and jinkunlong.

Jin Kunlong immediately opens his mouth and doesn't let MuQing have a chance to go back.

"We Jinxian Pavilion do what we say. If these friends win, Jinling sword will be offered as a bet. If this little friend loses... "Jin Kunlong squints at Mu Qing, and the smile at the corner of his mouth is a bit treacherous.

MuQing also showed a faint smile and said, "if I lose, I will give it to jinxiange. The right is to deepen the friendship between Shushan sword sect and jinxiange."

Hearing Mu Qing's words, Jin Kunlong and Jin Liuhui were overjoyed.

Originally, Jin Kunlong took his son to the Shushan sword sect to promote his marriage. Last time, he closed the door, but this time he didn't have face. This time, Jin Kunlong originally planned to marry Nangong Lingxiao for his son, but now he has changed his plan. Jin Liuhui didn't care about Nangong Lingxiao for a long time. For Jinxian Pavilion, a heaven level three grade artifact is more important than Nangong Lingxiao.

After all, it's impossible to say whether the engagement will be successful or not, but it's easy to get the three grade artifact in front of you. It's worth the trip if you can take a heaven level three grade artifact from Shushan sword sect.

"Good! In that case, let this little friend come first. My son's literary talent is quite good. I'm not in a hurry. " Jin Kunlong opens his mouth with pride. The arrogance of his words doesn't pay any attention to MuQing.

Nangong Hongyan was discontented, but after all, there were many disciples around him, and he could not say anything more.

Mu Qing nodded slightly and said in his heart: "good! If the old man finds trouble himself, let him be dumb. "

"You Zhufeng is a beautiful place to write poems. In that case, I'm going to throw a brick to attract jade, and I'm going to make a fool of myself. "

Mu Qing stood up with his hands behind his sleeves and sang as he walked

"The clouds are skillful, the stars are flying, and the silver man is far away. As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win, but there are countless people in the world. Tender as water, happy as a dream, bear to go back to magpie bridge. If the two feelings last for a long time, they will not be in the morning and evening. "

A Song Dynasty poet Qin Guan's "magpie bridge Fairy" was chanted, and all the students on the scene were staring at each other, aftertaste and feeling the charm of the poem.

Nangong Hongyan was stunned. He didn't expect that MuQing didn't play according to the routine, but he couldn't help admiring his extraordinary literary talent.

"What does this mean? This poem is full of love between men and women. Does he really have some special relationship with Lingxiao? " Nangong Hongyan squinted and kept smiling, but he was thinking in his heart.

Nangong Lingxiao felt a little melancholy. She didn't know why she felt this way, but she knew that MuQing's poem was not for herself, but for Gongsun Xue.

"Well, it's really wonderful! It's appropriate not to ban words, and it's easy to transcend the common customs and get along with each other day and night, and directly rise to the spiritual level. It's really powerful. "

"Yes, this kind of poetry is unparalleled. Even those of us who practice Taoism can't help feeling it. "

"I can't help but wonder who this younger martial brother Li Qing is. Besides, his literary talent is so exquisite that people really envy him."

"Yes, it's powerful. It's really powerful!"

Shushan sword sect disciples were shocked and applauded one after another. Some even began to record the song "Queqiao Fairy" on their sleeves, fearing that they would forget it.