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Chapter 004(2/2)

Standing outside was Quan Guanqing, a scholar from all over the world.

After Yue Yuan and the little girl checked into the Yuelai Inn, Quan Guanqing went to Yangzhou Branch, met with other disciples of the Beggar Clan, and learned about what was happening.

After understanding the general situation, Quan Guanqing returned to Yuelai Inn to see Yue Yuan to explain the situation.

The leader of the Beggar Clan came to Yangzhou.

Meet the owner of Hidden Sword Villa in person.

Moreover, under the watchful eyes of the other disciples of the Beggar Clan, Qiao Feng got on a boat, and the boat followed the river out of Yangzhou City.

After listening to Quan Guanqing's answer, Yue Yuan pondered for a moment, then held the little girl in his arms and let her sit on his shoulders again, and then said: "Let's go. Let's leave the city!"

Qiao Feng!

There is also the owner of the so-called Hidden Sword Villa, who has the urge to meet others.



The river ripples.

Microwave bursts.

In the golden sunlight, the constantly reverberating water surface causes the sunlight to refract in seven colors, and it even feels dazzling when viewed from a distance.

On the water, the boat floated down leisurely.

Following the direction of the water flow, the boat has already left Yangzhou City.

on board.

in the room.

The extravagant music has disappeared and been replaced by a different kind of silence.

Qiao Feng stared at the woman standing not far away, his expression becoming solemn unconsciously.

Master!

Not only that, the woman's eyes seemed to see through time and the world, and there was a faint smell of being out of the world. This was not the kind of out-of-life of Taoism and Buddhism, but a kind of traveling around this world.

The mark left behind after the world of mortals and the exhaustion of heart.

In the eyes of the other party, what is left is probably the sole pursuit of something.

For example - a sword.

"Such a large black iron is indeed rare. I want to use this black iron to forge a sword!"

The woman in pale golden brocade clothes had her hands behind her back, and she did not hide the slightest secret about robbing the black iron in the Beggar Clan's sub-rudder, and even expressed her thoughts.

A sword?

Qiao Feng frowned slightly, using such a large black iron to forge a sword, how heavy would the sword be? Is it appropriate for a woman to use it?

Thoughts flashed through his mind, and before Qiao Feng could speak, he heard the other party continue: "But you are the famous Bei Qiao Feng, the leader of the largest beggar gang. Leader Qiao wants to get his money back.

Xuan Tie is a matter of course."

"but……"

The woman slowly turned around, her eyes seemed to sparkle, as if she had seen the prey, and said: "I heard that the Beggar Clan's Eighteen Palms for Subduing the Dragon is one of the most powerful boxing techniques in the world. I want to ask for advice!"

"If you win, then Xuan Tie will be returned to its original owner!"

"If you lose..."

At this point, the woman's voice stopped abruptly. She raised her jade hand and heard the sound of long swords in the hall. The sword with a bell hanging on the wall couldn't help but tremble slightly, and suddenly jumped out, amidst the clanging sound.

The sword was unsheathed and fell into his hand.

"!!!"

Qiao Feng's pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly when he saw this. This situation...

Is this a martial-artistic woman?

However, this situation has told Qiao Feng that it is impossible to recover Xuan Tie safely, and taking action is the only option left.

"Then, Qiao Xou taught me!"

Holding his fists with both hands, Qiao Feng did not hesitate at all and asked: "I just don't know that the girl is..."

"I!"

Holding the sword in his right hand, the sword was held across his chest. His soft eyes seemed to be looking at his lover. Amidst the sound of the bell, he gently touched the sword with his left index finger and said, "My surname is Dugu!"

The words fell.
Chapter completed!
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