C136

Previously, she mentioned that Gui Xuerou using a "trick" had cleared up the relationship between Yue Xingchen and his, who already loved each other deeply. She herself inadvertently revealed a little bit of goodwill towards Du Shaoyang.

Henan Province was very close to the capital city of Hebei. Here, a great sect with profound swordsmanship was born. This sect took root on top of the invisible Qingxu Mountain, and was named "Qing Xu Sect".

"Yawn, yawn, yawn!" Du Shaoyang sneezed three times in a row. He frowned and rubbed his nose vigorously with his index fingers. Du Shaoyang lightly shook his head, and said: "Just what the hell is going on here, it's so early in the morning and the air on the Qingxu Mountain is so good, why is your nose always itching?" As soon as he finished, he sneezed again. Du Shaoyang's expression turned helpless, he sighed and said: "Seems like my luck isn't good recently!" At this time, Lee Qingshuang walked past Du Shaoyang while carrying a wooden basin full of clothes, and said with a smile: "Big Brother Shaoyang, you couldn't have caught a cold, right?" Du Shaoyang placed the Dust Sealing Sword in his hands to the side and somersaulted a few times, then said: "How could that be? Qing, my body has always been alright, I would never catch cold." Lee Qingshuang, on the other hand, disapproved. With a worried look on his face, she said: "Big Brother Shaoyang, you have been up practicing your sword since before dawn, and it is already almost the late autumn. Furthermore, the morning Qingxu Mountain is even colder, you are training with your sword, and being blown by the chilly mountain wind, no matter how good your body is, you will catch a cold sooner or later." When Du Shaoyang saw how meticulously Lee Qingshuang cared for him, his heart immediately felt warm, and the itchy sensation on his nose disappeared. He rubbed his eyes and smiled: "I know Qing treats me the best, so don't worry, I will pay more attention to my own body. After I finish practicing my sword techniques, I'll go to the pharmacy and boil a bowl of bitter medicine in one go. Lee Qingshuang put down the wooden basin, wiped the sweat off Du Shaoyang's face with his sleeve, and asked: "Big Brother Shaoyang, although I know that you are usually diligent in training, you still aren't as hardworking as you are these days. Every time I see you talking to Uncle Great Void, my expression becomes solemn. I really haven't seen you smile so happily in a while. " Du Shaoyang stared at Lee Qingshuang in a daze, his eyebrows knitted together, and after a while, he said solemnly: "Qing, in truth, nothing special has happened recently. However, I'm afraid that in a few days, someone will come to our sect to spar with you on sword arts. Martial Uncle was old, but he was not willing to use all of his Qi to fight against martial artists of the younger generation. This caused his sword techniques to be restricted to a large extent, and if he met any normal experts, he would be able to easily fight them. But if he met with a top Ranker, he was afraid that Martial Uncle would suffer, and the loss against Wan Tianba in the last round was the best example. Martial Uncle recuperated from his previous injury for nearly two months before he was about to recover completely. So, no matter what happens this time, I don't want Martial Uncle to come out and deal with these Jianghu disputes. " When he said till here, he subconsciously turned to the side, not wanting Lee Qingshuang to see the changes in his expression. Seeing that, Lee Qingshuang held onto Du Shaoyang's hand tightly, giving him warmth.

Du Shaoyang gently caressed Lee Qingshuang's small hand, and said: "Qing, over all these years, you've helped me wash and make up the bed, taking care of me while I'm here, the wrinkles on your hands." Lee Qingshuang shyly retracted her right hand, and said softly, "Big Brother Shaoyang, why should we care about this? If Qing is in trouble, you will also come to save me the first thing, no? " Du Shaoyang smiled and nodded, then said: "Of course, if anyone dares to hurt Qing, I will definitely beat them all down." Lee Qingshuang purposely flattered: "Right, right, you're the best." Du Shaoyang laughed happily. That's right, even he himself realized, it had been a long time since he laughed happily like this.

Du Shaoyang pulled Lee Qingshuang to the side and sat down on a stone chair. Looking at the clouds and trees in the mountain, he said, "Back then, Master was here with the hexagram immortal, fighting for an entire day and night. In the end, even though he won against that person for half a move, his own energy and spirit were basically exhausted. In addition, he was already too old, and his ability to recover was far from what it could be compared to when he was in his prime. The situation this time was exactly the same as the one back then. Over the past month, there had been a young swordsman who was proficient in swordsmanship who had stirred up trouble in the martial arts world. He went around looking for people to compete in sword techniques just to prove that his sword arts were the best in the world. I heard from the Yin Lee Martial Nephew who went down the mountain to inquire about news, that the name of this man was' White-haired Devil Child ', and that she had the same Sword Controlling Sect of Shandong as our master. Furthermore, I also heard that before he left the sect, he had fought with her master, Senior Tan Berxiong, 'Swordqi in all directions'. Looking at Du Shaoyang's serious expression, Lee Qingshuang could roughly guess one or two things in her heart. "Could it be that this White-haired Devil Child actually defeated his master?" Du Shaoyang nodded, sighed, and continued: That's right, and not only that, he actually killed his own master with her own hands. Lee Qingshuang opened her eyes wide in shock.

Du Shaoyang lightly patted her back, and said: "Killing a teacher, in the martial arts world, is one of the most hateful, most shameful, and most inhuman actions. Although we don't know the specific situation, I did hear from Martial Uncle that his sword arts are on par with his, and even with the fact that he is nicknamed the 'Sword Soul''s master. Just by looking at how he was able to defeat the Senior Tan Berxiong, he must have practiced his swordsmanship to the peak of perfection. A few days ago, he had already set out from Shandong Province and was looking for a sword practice competition along the way. I think that after a while, he will definitely come here to seek our sect's guidance in Qingxu Mountain. " After saying that, Du Shaoyang couldn't help but stand up, and look into the distance. It was as if he could see the figure of the White-haired Devil Child, and he said: "If he really comes and we don't fight, we will definitely be laughed at by the people of the Jianghu, and say that his Qing Xu Sect has already declined and no one else will be able to. That's why we have to fight this time. In order to prevent the Martial Uncle from taking any more risks, I have to go out and meet them. As a result, I have been training my sword diligently and with a frown on my face recently! "

After Lee Qingshuang finished listening to what Du Shaoyang had to say, her face immediately became pale white, and she said, "Big Brother Shaoyang, can't Senior Brothers Bao Yuan and Shou Yi do a good job? Why must you duel with that inhuman White-haired Devil Child? When two tigers fight, there will be one who will be injured! " Du Shaoyang turned his head to look at her, and laughed bitterly: "I had said it before, 'one is in the martial arts world, one cannot control oneself'. The two Senior Brothers still had control over the sect's affairs, they might not even be able to split their attention to deal with a lunatic. Unless the White-haired Devil Child came, he would not be able to dodge this match. However, Qing, you don't have to worry too much. Even if his sword arts are unfathomable, I won't be afraid in the slightest. Moreover, for him to be competing in sword techniques along the way, it must be because she is exhausted, and I have eaten and slept well on the mountain all day long. Even though it hasn't started, I have already surpassed him by twenty percent. " Lee Qingshuang bit her lower lip and said: "Big Brother Shaoyang, even if this is the case, I still do not wish to see you in danger. You know, last time at the Death Land Sect, you almost lost your life in order to save me, how worried I was? " After saying that, her nose turned sour, and sparkling teardrops fell from the corner of her eyes.

Du Shaoyang gently carried her in his arms and used his hands to wipe her tears. He smiled and said, "Foolish Qing, you understand the strength of your Big Brother Shaoyang the best. Taking a step back, if I can't defeat him, I will admit defeat on my own accord and not let him injure me heavily. "Believe me, I still have this ability to protect myself." Lee Qingshuang sobbed and asked, "Really?" Du Shaoyang caressed her hair and said resolutely: "When did Big Brother Shaoyang lie to you? Alright, alright, stop crying. Let's go dry clothes together. The clouds and mist are about to part and the sun is about to come out. I don't want to have no clothes to wear tonight. " Lee Qingshuang was amused by his words again. She nodded slightly and said: "Alright, let's go together!"

What about later?

And then we'll see how it breaks down in the next round.