The girl pulled Sun Lingdie to the group of people and said happily: "Look, who did I pull over?"

"The Tianji Sun family, the famous Lingbutterfly Fairy."

"I tell you that when she walks around the world, she always dresses herself up as an ugly person. You are very lucky to be able to see the true face of the Spirit Butterfly Fairy."

A young man with a hand-cranked gilded folding fan smiled and said, "It is already a great blessing to be able to travel with the Nan Mengjiu sisters, but he can't bear the greater blessing."

"Xiaosheng stayed in Xianzhuang, Liu Qibian! I have seen the Spirit Butterfly Fairy."

As soon as Liu Qibian finished speaking, a young man laughed, wearing a long sword on his waist, hanging a sachet, and a long black belt on his forehead shouted: "In Xia Yuchi Han, I am a little tiger general in Yulin Guard. How lucky I am to see the Lingdie Fairy today."

More than a dozen young men came up one by one to report their origins and master their names, which seemed lively for a while.

Sun Yanwan glanced at the fun over there and asked: "Senior Brother, why don't you talk anymore?"

Nan Mengjiu treated the two brothers as air. Although Sun Yanwan was despised, she didn't care much. The beautiful girl was always a little arrogant. Anyway, he didn't plan to join in the fun. He couldn't run over and say to the other person: Don't bully the young man, you must have a day to wear a dragon and phoenix, right?

The eldest brother has never been ignored like this in his life. He felt it was a little interesting in his heart and said with a smile: "It's indeed not a single move."

"It's going to take ten tricks!"

Although Sun Yunhe knew that Zhang Qingxi had great martial arts skills, he still laughed and said, "This is a bit crazy."

"Those girls are the nine sisters of the Nan Meng family."

"It is said that seven of the nine girls in the Nanmeng family have been betrothed or rumored that they have a secretly wished for. There are only two youngest ones, the eighth sister, Nanmeng Palace and the younger sister, Nanmeng Jiu, who is still in the boudoir, and Dufang admires himself."

"The one who came here just now was Nan Mengjiu!"

"As for the boys around them, they are almost all outstanding young people from martial arts families and famous sects..."

"The four best martial arts are Nan Meng's second sister's husband, Tiger Roar and Dragon Roar Jun Tingyun, Fourth Sister's lover Su Hong, and Wen Buyan and Wen Buyu, all of whom are at the sixth level or above. Jun Tingyun may have even broken through the fifth level."

Sun Yanwan was not familiar with the martial arts heroes. After hearing the introduction of the old man Sun, he felt that these men really had their origins, and each had extraordinary identities. Everyone looked like the male protagonist of a martial arts novel. He couldn't help but say staggeringly: "No wonder the elder brother also needs more than ten moves to win."

Sun Yunhe smiled and said, "Choose any of these people, your senior brother can have more than ten tricks..."

"That's twenty moves!"

"If you can win, it's all considered that you two brothers don't like to brag."

"Not mentioning those boys, the Ninth Sisters of the Nanmeng family, except for the fourth sister, the seventh sister does not like martial arts and is slightly weaker. If the other seven go to participate in the Seven-Meridian Martial Arts of Songyang Sect, they can get some rankings. The eldest sister Nan Mengtang is appointed as the disciple of Mrs. Wei, the only female master of the Songyang Sect for three generations. The eighth sister Nanmeng Palace was accepted as a closed disciple by the Emei Dragon Slayer Master, and also cultivates Nanmeng and the two Emei families. They are known as Emei Shuangxiu together with their senior sister Sima Ziyan. Both women have fifth-rank cultivation levels."

"Young man! I know that you have good martial arts skills, but you have always been less likely to walk around the world and have less knowledge. Whether you can catch Nan Meng Bamei's ten tricks is still unknown, let alone be better than others."

Zhang Qingxi did not answer and said to Sun Yanwan: "Junior brother, let's go."

Sun Yanwan bowed to Old Man Sun and said with a smile: "When we arrive at Songyang Mountain, our brothers will definitely entertain our seniors and grandchildren." Paoma followed the eldest brother.

Sun Yunhe smiled slightly, raised his cigarette puff, took a few sips, and watched the two go away without any intention of keeping them. He thought to himself: "I don't know who the two are from the Songyang Sect? According to their age, they should not be the disciples of the Seven Friends of Songyang, but should be the disciples of the disciples."

"That senior brother looked gentle, but he was actually arrogant. The junior brother was abrupt, but he was a little too lively. He was really not as good as the young people from these aristocratic families."

The old man was always afraid that his granddaughter would be kidnapped by Sun Yanwan, so he finally breathed a sigh of relief and felt an indescribable happiness.

Sun Lingdie turned around by chance and disappeared from Sun Yanwan. Her heart was slightly empty, but there was a circle of people around her, and she didn't have time to care. When she thought that she could always see people when she went to Songyang Mountain, she felt a little relieved.

She saw that her grandfather seemed to be a little excited, and didn't know why the old man suddenly became happy. She muttered slightly: "Why don't grandfather keep him? Isn't it more lively to be together?"

Nan Mengjiu ignored the young man surrounding him and pulled Sun Lingdie to show her sisters.

Each of the girls in the Nanmeng family is a delicate and beautiful girl. Her every move is the style of everyone. She treats people with skills in her bones, and people can’t tell any fault. Every lady in the Nanmeng family is also intimate when she sees Sun Lingdie. Even the coldest eighth sister, Nameng, said a few words with a smile.

Nan Mengjiu suddenly remembered what had happened just now, giggled and said, "Little Butterfly, who were those two people just now? Which master in Songyang's disciple?"

Sun Lingdie knew what this good friend was going to say, so she reached out and touched her forehead and said, "I didn't interrogate others, but I knew that my junior brother was Sun Yanwan, and I had never asked anything else."

Nan Mengjiu said with a smile: "Sisters, you don't know how big the two little Taoists are."

"My junior brother asked: Didn't they just stop doing it?"

"Senior Brother! Can you tell what level they are and whether they have the innate realm?"

Nan Mengjiu's speech was crisp and pleasant, like a jade bead compass, making several sisters chuckled.

The eldest sister Nan Mengtang couldn't help but say, "Does he think the innate realm is a cabbage? Or do you still don't know what the Nine-grade Martial Arts Theory is?"

Nan Meng's fourth sister said, "Don't all young people who have just emerged from the cottage are like this? I think the third-grade fourth-grade is nothing, the first-grade second-grade is nothing, and the first-grade second-grade is nothing, and I have to be a genius to be considered a character, and I only look at the master."

"But they don't care about how hard they practice, they may only be in the eighth or nineth grade for their whole life. It will be extremely difficult to make a name for themselves in the world."

Nan Mengjiu smiled and said, "That senior brother's face looks so ugly..."

"He is a few years older than his junior brother, so he must know the identities and origins of these people."

Sun Lingdie was slightly displeased and said to herself: "Brother Sun doesn't like martial arts, but Wenhuacai is not comparable to others..." She immediately spoke to defend her brothers. Sister Nan Meng was unwilling to give her face and did not mention this matter again.

Sun Yanwan was thinking, how did these people he saw today compare with Master Miao? Then he heard the eldest brother say lightly: "Second junior brother! I just said that I need ten tricks..."

"It's said they're going together."

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