"Also defeated Huashan Qu Zhengqiu’s predecessors?"

"He’s playing against the Shaolin Master at this time?"
This news made those pie doors immediately fry the pot, and the noise was naturally much bigger.
To say these news is that Qingcheng brother couldn’t believe it, but the messenger didn’t look like a joke. At this time, no one dared to joke about Qingcheng Gate, which was naturally overwhelmed by pride. Someone told her immediately.
"I’m going to the Qing Palace!" Yuan Sirong heard here suddenly said
Yuan Sirong’s words surprised Flocculant Spring.
"Yun, he is. How can I just sit here when I come back?" Yuan Sirong is already up.
Yuan Sirong didn’t say a word at this time, that is, although she already knew that Xingyun was showing great power, she still didn’t believe that Xingyun could solve this Qingcheng Mountain crisis by herself. She went to see Xingyun in the vicinity, "Yunhe is me and went back there. This time I will die with him even if I die!" Yuan Sirong heart dark to the pale face is covered with blush.
Flocculent spring see Yuan Sirong is full of firm couldn’t help big panic way "miss you can’t go, how did your body go so far? Besides, we can’t go here because it’s surrounded by those wicked people. "
Yuan Sirong listened to detain a stare blankly murmured "yes, so many pie master around outside, how can I go to see him? Can’t I even go out to see him? "
Yuan Sirong just said that suddenly someone received "not necessarily!"
Knowing your true feelings is hard to ban (Chapter 336)
Knowing your true feelings is hard to ban (Chapter 336)
"Not necessarily" Yuan Sirong immediately went to find out who said it was a widow, but there was no man, and that one was a man.
When Yuan Sirong was looking for each other, he saw a woman in black covering her whole face and quietly standing in front of her. During the day, she wore night clothes. This woman looked somewhat unnatural.
"Is it you?" Yuan Sirong remembered that Narcissus had sent a letter of peace, because it was Narcissus who was waiting for his reply. Yuan Sirong naturally recognized it and his heart was dark. "How did that sound come from a man, but it was her?"
"The master outside is heavily guarded. How did this woman get in?" The ladies in the room are thinking in this way, but the newcomer is a woman, and Yuan Sirong seems to realize that these people are strange but not too frightened.
"I’ll take you to the clouds" Narcissus whispered.
She’s a Taoist who accompanied you to the courtyard to look for wood. You want to take a look at your teacher and father before you go, but there are not too few houses in this courtyard. Plus, most people gather in the house, which is very troublesome to find. When you are about to give up, the high cry of Flocculent Spring attracts his attention. When you listen to the conversation with Flocculent Spring Yuan Sirong, you deeply feel that Yuan Sirong is affectionate to his brother. When he is in Qingcheng City, Yuan Sirong is familiar with the firm because he often comes to the firm and is good to him. So you want to help her.
"This is also helping my brother," said Xing Jun Narcissus. "Not necessarily" is what Xing Jun said, but he lost his voice.
At this time, Hangjun simply covered his face and naturally worried that Yuan Sirong recognized himself. Besides, after all, he is a man. It is always bad to carry his brother around without going through the door. All he wants is narcissus to help him.
Narcissus doesn’t want to take care of this matter, but she can’t violate the order of Hangjun, and secondly Hangjun should. First, she left Qingcheng Mountain to have this scene.
Yuan Sirong doesn’t know these identities of Narcissus. She knows that Narcissus once helped Xingyun to report her peace, and now she wants to take herself to see Xingyun. That’s a friend. When she says, "Thank you, sister."
Narcissus was shouted by Yuan Sirong, and there was a flash of pity in her sister’s eyes. Before she picked up Yuan Sirong and didn’t talk, she just passed.
In this room, the harem are all alone without martial arts, daffodils and flying skills. Wulin can come and go freely in Shaolin. At this time, these harem are no different from disappearing in place when they see nature.
The daffodils go off in one ear and ring at an incredible speed. Yuan Sirong feels like walking on clouds. The wind is too urgent and he can’t help burying his head in his heart. "I don’t know how he is now, and what is the result of the contest with the old Shaolin monk?" Are you injured? "
Yuan Sirong was thinking about it and felt that he had been released from the hospital to the Qing Palace. It was just a moment. Before Yuan Sirong recovered, he listened to the narcissus whispered, "This is the Qing Palace. I’m leaving."
Yuan Sirong was looking around again, and there was no narcissus figure. At this time, he heard Yang surprised and said, "Rong Er, why are you here?"
This narcissus put Yuan Sirong in the corner at this time, when the battle in the middle of the field was fierce in an old road flyover, people naturally wouldn’t notice this remote place, and even ordinary people who were deliberately careful didn’t notice it, except for the several taxiing masters present, and Yang was injured but didn’t damage his hearing.
But even so, this Yang and other taxiing masters also saw the narcissus, and when the shadow flashed again, they wanted to study it, but they were already there.
The clouds suddenly listened to the positive remarks, but they didn’t go to see the heart, but they were always distracted. It was a stalemate, and some winds fell instantly, so they took care of themselves for the time being.
"grandpa"
Yuan Sirong listened to Yang’s call and saw that Yang was injured. He walked over, but his eyes still couldn’t help but look at the clouds. The green shadow was flying around with two Excalibur in the field. Yuan Sirong didn’t understand martial arts. Although it was windy at this time, it was not awkward. She didn’t feel anything wrong. Only then did she put some heart into Yang, but it was still from time to time that she looked at the clouds in the field as if she had lost sight of them.
At this time, the faction leader also noticed Yuan Sirong’s arrival, but they cared not about Yuan Sirong, but about him.
Yang saw Yuan Sirong so tight that he couldn’t help feeling sorry for his granddaughter. Then Yuan Sirong first asked, "Grandpa Yundi, he!"
Is it an old Shaolin monk? Why are you an old Taoist now? "
Yang heard a smile and said, "The cloud is better than the good. At this time, the cloud is playing Wudang Yixin." Yang didn’t want his granddaughter to be nervous, so he choked back his pain and just squeezed out a smile.
Listening to the clouds is better than the Shaolin monk Yuan Sirong’s little face with a little smile. His lover can win these masters Yuan Sirong’s natural happiness, but in a moment, he was replaced by nervousness. "How can they be so unreasonable?" So many people take turns to fight with Yundi? "
Yuan Sirong doesn’t care about anything, and he doesn’t know much about this Jianghu calculation. At this time, he has something to ask, and all the major factions over there have no taste. Although it can be said that this is the voluntary request of that cloud, this excuse can be used to prevaricate a girl who can’t fight martial arts, and she can’t pretend to be ignorant.
Yang listened to Yuan Sirong’s question with a wry smile and said, "It’s really difficult for your grandfathers to make a cloud." Yang made no secret at this time that everyone except him was injured in Qingcheng Mountain can make moves, but they are all afraid that once he made moves, it would be a faction that besieged Qingcheng Mountain. This is not only the life of six of him, but also the safety of more than 2,000 people in Qingcheng Mountain. This six-person expert can watch the clouds go alone and fight alone.
Yang said that the other five are also words.
At this time, Yuan Sirong asked again, "Can Brother Yun beat that old road?"
Yang listened to some don’t "that Yi Xin swordsmanship is unique, and he has been extremely clever since childhood, and there are many calculations involved. It turns out that he has realized a set of swordsmanship from it. The enemy can always count his subsequent hands before the enemy moves, which makes people feel embarrassed. Plus, his deer Excalibur taxiing is very strange and difficult, but it is difficult to win him."
Yuan Sirong was flustered and puzzled. "How does Grandpa know so much?"
Yang replied, "Ten years ago, I learned a lot from him."