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The five masked men quickly surrounded the sword in the middle.

The person in charge said, "What a normal person. Mind your own business." He gestured to the other four, the other four masked men, and I switched positions, each occupying a central palace. It was in the shape of a plum blossom. "Surrounding the book and sword in the middle." Then don't blame us. "

Autumn night, the wind was blowing and the leaves were cold. Even the moonlight that was shining through was chilly.

The swords of the five masked men gleamed coldly in the dark night.

They changed their formations, moving in straight lines. Although the book sword had strong inner strength, it lacked experience. The appearance of the sword shadow was somewhat disturbing.

The little loach shouted, "Brother, how are you?"

Calming himself down, he waved his hand, signaling the little loach to back off. He wanted to test the power of the Great Melancholic Fist against five enemies at once.

The leader of the masked men, a sharp sword.

Just like a gush of water, the book sword faintly smiled. He dodged to the side.

In the blink of an eye, the other four swords attacked simultaneously. Up, down, left, right, the four balls of sword flowers had no way to advance nor retreat.

The little Loach was shocked and wanted to bully his body. "… …" said the Saint Hand Scholar Du Le with a faint smile as he pressed down on his shoulder. Little brother, don't be rash, there's no problem with the sword. "

In a split-second, he slashed forward, and the four sword strikes all missed. But where was the shadow of the sword? The five of them were stunned. "I heard the sound of a book sword speaking from behind me." The autumn wind is cold

The Plum Blossom does not fear the cold. "

What a great Plum Blossom Sword Art.

When he looked back, he saw that the sword was leaning against a tree, and his right hand was clasped around his waist. His left hand clenched into a fist and held it under his head. His expression was naturally serene. "It is clearly a move from the Great Sorrowful Fist." Arhat sleeps. "

The five of them looked at each other. It was like a full sky full of rain. Suddenly, it was like a dagger in a book.

Seeing that the sword was not in a hurry, he raised his hand. It was extremely elegant. The incoming sword was abnormally fast and nimble, but once it reached the sword's side, it was like a clay ox entering the sea. The sword leaned forward or leaned back. He would easily dissolve the swift and fierce sword force from each move.

The Saint Hand Scholar Du Le nodded. "The little Loach's eyes are glowing." Good fight, good fight. " This was also the first time he had seen the real combat between the sword and one man against five, and he was not at a disadvantage at all. Seeing the interesting part, he couldn't help but cry out.

The black and white condors were also extremely surprised. The two brothers had lived a long and unrestrained life. His martial arts skills were actually inferior to a little brother in front of him. The arrogance in their hearts immediately vanished. The two of them looked at each other, and felt a sense of admiration for the Stellar Sword.

After a while, the five masked men were unable to fight back, and their hearts were filled with impatience as they leisurely walked under the Plum Blossom Sword. There was a bang from behind him, and a weak masked man was hit in the chest by the sword, retreating a few steps. Blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.

The four panicked and became distracted for a moment. Two more masked men were hit by the sword, and the leader didn't want to fight. He was terrified of the young man in front of him. It was actually this amazing.

At this time, the sky had already darkened. Everyone was stunned by the battle in front of them, and they all held their breath. Only the unbridled autumn wind rustled.

Under the dim moonlight, the cloth bag on the black horse was also twisting up and down. "The book sword is in your ears." It was a woman's voice.

It was clear who would win and who would lose in a fierce battle. "The sword leapt out of the circle." I have no intention of becoming enemies with any of you. I only have the duty of saving the lives of the people of this world. The girl in the sack is suffering too much. "

The black and white figure entered the carriage together, just as the black and white figures were about to untie the ropes.

It was the black and white condors.

Chen Baiying said, "Little brother, many thanks for your help this time." He glanced at the cloth bag, "But, but …"

Lu Heihe continued, "Hehe, Big Brother, it's fine if our skills are inferior." You still want to …

A few masked men rushed over one after another. The leader said, "My Jiangnan Plum Garden has always been a good place. This time, even if we have to put our lives on the line, we must protect the little girl."

He waved at the crowd. "Listen to me, listen to me. In any case, I want to rescue the girl in the sack. " While they were talking. The fingers of the book and the sword were like blades, already opening the cloth bag.

Gently place it under the horse. From within the cloth bag, a person could be seen.

She was about sixteen or seventeen years old. She was a young girl who had just started out as a nutmeg. Under the dim moonlight, it was still as white as water. His mouth was covered. A pair of large eyes were filled with shock and anger. There was also a hint of exhaustion in his eyes, indicating that he had been tied up for a long time and was exceptionally tired.

Opening his eyes, he saw the young man before him. Although it could not be said to be the beauty of Song Yu. But righteous. His eyes were firm and kind, full of power. He had a broad nose and a handsome face. He couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

The sword tore the tape from her mouth. What he heard was the sound of her rapid breathing. Her skin was fair and beautiful, her body was slim and light, and her eyes seemed to be filled with autumn water. The dimples of her cheeks could be seen between her breaths, graceful and elegant, ethereal and ethereal.

"Howl …"

It was obvious that she had been tired out for a long time. The little girl squatted on the ground and started crying out of grievance.

"This …"

What was going on?

The scholar, Du Le, asked curiously.

Without a word, Du Le stepped forward and bent down. He lightly patted the little girl's shoulder.

"Little girl, you don't have to be afraid. "Tell me, what's going on?"

The little girl looked at Du Le, "Uncle, save me, I don't want to go back."

Du Le smiled faintly. Don't worry, with me, the Sacred Hand, the Little Loach, and Shi Shujian here. Your business is our business. "

"The little mudfish also said." Yes, yes, girl, don't be afraid. "

The little girl looked at the sword in her hand, "Thank you big brother for saving my life," she said in a soft and smooth voice. He breathed out an orchid breath. The book sword's heart skipped a beat. He hurriedly cupped his hands. "Saving people from danger is my responsibility" When he looked up, he saw that the girl was looking at him. There was admiration, there was gratitude, and there was even a hint of tenderness.

She blushed and didn't know what to say.

"The young lady said to the leader, a masked man." "Thank you, Third Uncle Mei, for taking care of me all this time. It's just that I really don't want to go back." I'll trouble you to explain it to Manor Lord Mei when you return.

The masked man who was called the Three Places of Plum Blossom said. The manor lord was entrusted to him by Yun Yangzi. I want you to return safely to Mount Kongtong. This old man will be in charge of your safety. But he didn't expect that there would be new problems this time!

"I know you don't want to go back," he said, glancing at the sword. This young hero was pure and kind. Fine. You will not return to Mount Kongtong, nor will you return to Jiangnan. Otherwise, the Manor Lord would have to capture you and bring you back. "

he continued. " Go to Mount Hua. It's just that your master is constantly on the move. Even if you go, you might not be able to find her. "

The black and white condors stood up, and Chen Baiye said to Du Le. Great Hero Du, this trip is quite awkward. I feel a bit sorry for myself. The two of us are far away from the city, so we don't know anything about the martial arts of the people of Central Plains. "

he continued. " Two months ago, Dongfang Xiaoxiao sent someone to ask us two brothers to abduct a girl here. "You also know that we brothers are fair in business, honest and honest."

The little Loach was burning with anger. "Dong Feng Xiao is the great devil Wu Lin. Even if the two of you were to trade with him and make him our enemy, I'm afraid we would still end up like water and fire if we did so."

The book sword said, "That's right. Senior Chen and Senior Lu, I have heard a lot about you. It's just that this Dongfang Xiaoxiao has done all sorts of evil deeds for the sake of the Calamity Martial Forest …"

Before he could finish. Chen Baiying smiled and said, "Little brother, don't say anything more. My brother admires your character. Also, the two of us are far away from home and have always been ignorant of the Central Plains martial arts Lin. If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have accepted the deal. "

"Don't worry, we won't take this girl. It turns out that Dongfang Xiao wanted us to kidnap this girl and bring her to Guan Dong. Now it must not be a good thing. We would rather turn the deal off than do such an unrighteous thing. "

The two of them spoke quickly and straightforwardly. After being rescued by the sword techniques several times in the midst of danger, he had become more active in the young man and had gained a good impression towards him.

"Little brother, don't worry! This is the end of the matter. " If Qingshan does not change, we will meet again.

If we have the chance to go to the Heavenly Mountain in the future, we will definitely have a good drink.

"With that, he cupped his hands in front of him." The little brother, Great Hero Du, glanced at the crowd once again. "Take care everyone, we will part here."

Two figures, one black and one white, floated several zhang away.

The little loach looked at the figure behind it. Praise: "The black and white condor's shadow, flowing water."

He meets again in the same year, drinking wine while flying. "

The sword said with a smile, "Little Loach, when did you learn how to recite poetry?"

"Haha, how could I recite a poem? Bro, I only sent it out when I felt it, that's all."

"Haha." Du Le laughed. Not bad, not bad, little mudfish.

The little girl said to the masked man, "Third Uncle Mei, you should go back. "It's just that when you go back …"

"Ai, everyone has their own aspirations, I can't force you. Rest assured, I have my ways to explain this to you. "

Third Uncle Mei waved to the other four and quickly got on his horse. "Little brother, we don't know each other without fighting. I admire your loyalty, so I'll leave this little girl in your care." We'll meet again.

With that, the other four people turned around and left on their horses.

The girl looked at the figures. "His eyes are filled with tears." "Third Uncle Mei …"

The sword walked over, "It's getting late, I'm tired. Girl … Let's go back to the inn. "

"..."

He was left speechless along the way. The little girl could not help but ask.

"Aren't you going to ask who I am?"

The book sword smiled.

I know, I can tell you even if I don't ask.

"The little Loach laughed." When big brother saw you, he couldn't even speak. "

The Sacred Hand Scholar Du Le muttered, "Could you be one of Yun Yangzi's Plum Blossom?" They had long since heard that the Plum Orchid Flower had its own merits. In the past, Mount Kongtong was famous for its Plum Orchid Flower.

"It's just that you're still young …"

The corners of the little girl's mouth curled up as she faintly smiled. It showed some maturity. Meilan Bamboo Chrysanthemum has practiced martial arts since childhood. On the surface, it seemed as if he was calm and carefree, but in reality, how much was hard to say and how much was lonely?

Had Great Hero Du ever heard of the Pure Flower Lady Sword?

Du Le nodded. Grand Tutor Jiu Ru of the Hua Mountain was an otherworldly expert. He had meditated on the Dao for many years. He had long since stopped asking about the affairs of the martial arts world. I heard that by chance he took in a female apprentice, but only taught her for three years. Just like that, the two sides of the sky were separated.

At that time, he was still young, and at the age of twenty-eight, the Saint Hand Scholar Du Le seemed to have understood something. He carefully examined the little girl in front of him. Shocked, he asked, "Could it be you?" Could it be you?

The little girl smiled.

Yes. It's me.

The Pure Maiden Sword. Xiu Wen Zhu.

"..."