The Heroine’s Route is Wrong

Lu Xu said, "I don't know what to do, I want to ask Brother Tianfang for an idea."

Huo Tianfang said: "Although my Huo family has some thin noodles in the five provinces of the south of the Yangtze River, it may not be on the sea. If Lu Xu wants to go to Fujian and Guangdong to explore the other side's way, then I will accompany Lu brother on a trip. It’s okay."

Lu Xu said, "Then thank you, Brother Tianfang."

Huo Tianfang smiled and said: "The matter is here, so I don't have to be in a hurry, but I will stay in my village for a few days."

Lu Xu understood that since he said that, he was afraid that he still had something on his hands. At this time, there is a need to ask others, it is not always good to force them on time. Now the merchant ships of the Lu clan are not going south, and they are not in a hurry for a while.

Therefore, Lu Xu said, "We have a lot of people here, so it's a lot of trouble."

Huo Tianfang said, "Between you and me, why should this be the case."

The Lakeside Villa is on the bank of the West Lake and is Huo Tianfang’s private property. This made Zhao Qingyi, who has been outstanding from generation to generation, couldn't help but look sideways. If this real estate is placed in modern times, it will be worth one billion yuan, and if there is this money, this private real estate cannot be owned.

The men lived in the large courtyard to the west, and the women lived in the small courtyard in the northwest corner, except for Zhao Qingyi who was treated as a man.

On the night of check-in, Monk Hua hosted a banquet. The two maids, such as Yinxue and Xuanshuang, were naturally only with Huo Tianfang's maids, and the status of the servants and guests was higher, and Huo Tianfang also took the table with Lu Xu.

Several people talked about each other and talked about many anecdotes. The host and the guest enjoyed themselves without mentioning them in detail.

At night, Zhao Qingyi adjusted her breath and meditated as a rest. At this time, she felt that the internal injuries were all good, and when she practiced the Yijin-forging Xuanmen technique to broaden the veins, it became smoother. Zhao Qingyi was very happy, this kind of muscles was overstretched, and then she relied on the profound medical principles and the profound water to repair easily. Just like a phoenix rebirth from the fire, the newly repaired muscles are more vigorous and full of potential.

Zhao Qingyi spent ninety-nine-nine-eighty-one weeks in the eight channels of the Qi meridian again.

Early in the morning, she brought the Haoyue Sword to the martial arts field to the north of the villa to practice foreign kungfu. At this time, there was no one on the martial arts field.

She rehearsed the Tai Chi swordsmanship first. After moving her hands and feet, the swordsmanship became more free and free. Combining her insights from different worlds for several generations, she did not use any routines at all. It was quick or fast, like a cheetah for a while. The lightness of the swallows is as turbulent as a flood, and as gentle as a breeze. The enemies she imagined to deal with were demons, fairies, big demons, zombies, masters of the rivers and lakes, and thousands of troops on the battlefield.

The "Haoyue Sword" mirrors the morning sun, and the sword shines brightly, forming an extreme picture scroll.

People who came to hear the sound or who wanted to move their hands and feet came, couldn't help being stunned.

Her martial arts were not exquisite at all, but beautiful and profound. They had no time to capture the profoundness of the previous one, and the latter one had already been done, and she seemed to have some enlightenment in her heart, but she was regretful.

Zhao Qingyi finally took the sword, wiped the sweat from his forehead with the kerchief, and greeted them with a smile.

Huo Tianfang smiled and said, "Yuan Shaoxia doesn't show his face. I'm afraid that your swordsmanship will be hard to rival in this world."

Zhao Qingyi said: "It's okay to be so-so. Just call me Zijing, everyone is a friend."

Speaking of rebellion, reshuffle the world and strip the land, so that the people of the world will be better than in the Jin Dynasty. But sometimes we still have to be friends with local tyrants, because these people with connections and organizational skills are still needed to conquer the world and stabilize the world.

Huo Tianfang said: "I wonder if I can ask Zijing for advice or two?"

Zhao Qingyi said: "Then ask for advice from the boss. What weapon does the boss use?"

Huo Tianfang said: "Then compare it with a sword."

Zhao Qingyi said: "The sword has no eyes. Let's click as far as we can. It's no better than internal strength, how about?"

Huo Tianfang said, "It should be so."

Lu Xu originally had a lot of insights about Zhao Qingyi's swordsmanship. At this time, he returned to his senses. They were going to fight against each other, and he couldn't stop him.

The two drew three-foot long swords to face each other. One was a stunning beauty in white men's clothing, and the other was a handsome fake monk with a bald head in red robes. It was strange that the two were fake.

Huo Tianfang Huo Ran made a move towards the opponent. Zhao Qingyi was confident that her swordsmanship was unmatched in the world without competing for internal strength, but Huo Tianfang was the host, and if she used to make people look bad at first The means come, not the way of others.

So, she defended quickly with a quick confrontation. She Titihao used her sword to block Huo Tianfang’s sword tip. She only heard a soft shattering sound. Huo Tianfang knew that she couldn’t help but she didn’t exert any strength. , Change the trick immediately.

He stabs her under the arm quickly again, and she lays it down quickly, again ineffective.

Huo Tianfang didn't believe in evil, and the faster he fought, Zhao Qingyi was calm and unhurried. The two swords intersected and rang, and the guests and servants of the host could not help but widen their eyes in surprise.

After two dozen moves, Zhao Qingyi gradually let go of his hands and feet. First, he counterattacked with a wide-open kendo evolutionary move. Huo Tianfang is not a general one, and now Zhao Qingyi can hardly defeat him without a fierce killer move. .

After opening up a wide range of swordsmanship, she turned into a minimalistic stab technique, quickly and quickly and fully familiar with the changes. Huo Tianfang was even more weird at first. trick.

Zhao Qingyi finally resorted to the yin-yang philosophy of swordsmanship he created. At this time, without internal force, Zhao Qingyi spent nine things, only to see a sword intersecting with Huo Tianfang, and Zhao Qingyi vented his strength to counterattack Huo Tianfang.

Huo Tianfang saw that he was invincible, and her chest was about to be scratched by the tip of her sword. At the moment of his death, Huo Tian used his powerful internal force. Zhao Qingyi didn't have any defenses at all, but felt that the inner strength was overwhelming.

"Be careful!"

Zhao Qingyi knew that her internal strength was invincible. At this time, she blocked her midway and was afraid that she would suffer internal injuries again. She leaned back, only to feel that his internal strength swept her face, and she felt a little pain.

The hair bun on his head fell apart, as embarrassed as Murong Fu. Zhao Qingyi's reluctance to avoid this anger was already the ultimate in a crisis. At this time, he couldn't spare any effort, and he saw that he was about to fall to the ground.

Suddenly, someone lifted his waist, Zhao Qingyi was also a little confused when he saw the handsome bald man in front of him.

Huo Tianfang's exercise of inner strength was an instinctive reaction, and he regretted it when he did it. Not only did he lose, but if it hurt others, it would be even more ugly to lose, and he moved forward to support her body.

Zhao Qingyi's body and position present a very small angle, and Huo Tianfang also squatted on the ground to avoid knocking her head on the ground.

Huo Tianfang was originally an extremely talented and experienced man. He held her waist. After practicing, she was sweating, and the breath on her body was not as good as that of a boy. Seeing her with a slightly immature and clear face, her bright and clear eyes against the blue sky, she suddenly saw something on her earlobe. If she is farther away, she can't see clearly, but she can find it when she is closer.

Is this to smear the pierced ears?

At that time, many children from large families raised boys as girls in order not to die. It is not uncommon for boys to have pierced ears, but it is more suspicious to cover them like this.

This superb swordsman Yuan Jing, a twelve-year-old junior, is actually a girl?

Huo Tianfang helped her to stand up. She wore a blue silk shawl, showing the appearance of a girl even more.

Huo Tianfang smiled slightly: "Brother Zi Jingxian, I didn't mean to, but I hope you forgive me. I lost this time."

Zhao Qingyi said: "It's okay, this is the instinctive reaction of the martial artist, I understand. Fortunately, you didn't use all your skills, otherwise, I might be a monk like you!"

Many of Zhao Qingyi's blue threads were also broken, floating and falling to the ground.

Lu Xu came over, pulled her over, and said, "Is it okay?"

Zhao Qingyi shook her head. Lu Xu saw that her hair was broken a lot, and her face was not very good, but she couldn't blame her friend.

Lu Xu stroked her head and said, "Go back and comb your hair."

Huo Tian let it go and then apologized. Zhao Qingyi himself said that it was okay, and Lu Xu had no choice but to pass this way.

...

After the martial arts contest, people on both sides knew that although Zhao Qingyi's internal strength was not at home, if he had a sword in his hand, he would be a first-rate master, and everyone valued her more.

Originally, Huo Tianfang had promised to set off on the fourth day, taking people with them to go south to find Cheng Bao for theory and temptation. But in the afternoon of the third day, I got news from a disciple of the Penglai faction that the head of Zhen Ziyang had passed away.

The biggest problem is that before the death of Zhenren Ziyang, he has not decided which disciple will inherit the position of head.

Lu Xu was surprised when he heard that his mentor had passed away suddenly, and he couldn't help but feel sad when he talked about it on weekdays.

So everyone decided to go to Penglai Island for the funeral first, and then to the southeast not too late, of course Zhao Qingyi followed. The Huo family has a deep relationship with the Penglai faction, and he also went to worship on behalf of the Huo family.