Chapter 110 Hua Qingyu

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The thin mountain fog slowly and firmly wrapped around the bluestone steps away from the dragon peak, and the grass and trees beside the steps were wet, brewing a grain of dew, which was very green and dripping. Even the air inhaled into the stomach is clear and refreshing. Needless to say, the key also contains a trace of aura, which is not just as simple as refreshing. Fuck, even walking on this mountain road can make your cultivation rise little by little.

Of course, such a spiritual blessed place is very rare. In the whole Yanzhou, only the Fire Sword Cliff can dominate such a beautiful bell.

Zhang Yan and Ma Chong walked far ahead, and there was a hemp-like figure floating alone behind them. Of course, this is Heng Chong, the elder of Qinglian Sword and Linhua God. Zhang Yan doubted whether the cold wind, which was not strong, had been taken away for 18,000 miles.

In the face of three vigorous guys, the round little Master Cai was far behind. He moved his pace with difficulty and muttered. Although I can't hear the specific content, I don't think I have a good impression on this long bluestone ladder.

The four walked step by step along the very unpleasant bluestone steps towards the top of the mountain. From a distance, it looks like four snails slowly squirming on the top of the pyramid. It looks so small, and this bluestone step is so magnificent...

Three quarters of an hour later, the sun begins to set at dusk.

In the distance, a stone tablet nearly 100 feet high fell into sight.

The stone tablet is made of unknown black material, which looks majestic and restrained. With its four large characters painted with iron and silver hooks, it looks particularly magnificent.

"Fire Sword Cliff..."

Zhang Yan muttered to himself, and his face suddenly became a little ugly. It was not until then that he found that they had walked for so long that they only reached the gate of the fire sword cliff standing on the side of the mountainside!

"Fuck..."

Ma Chong sighed weakly, and the corners of his mouth ** for a long time before he made such a sigh of chagrin.

"This word is even uglier than Laozi, and Xia Yichuan's old man's iron face has been lost..."

Hengchong glanced at the stone tablet with contemptuously, and laughed and sarcastically. He seemed to be extremely uncomfortable with such a big stone tablet, and even took a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground. The thick phlegm hit the ground and made a hole in the hard bluestone slab, which made the horse's scalp numb.

Hengchong was always entangled with the same name as Ma Chong along the way. Ma Chong couldn't bear his annoyance and always escaped far away. He had no respect for Heng Chong. He just thought that this guy was a skin splasher who was disrespectful for the old man, but this thick phlegm hit down and hit the effect and smashed the power, which made Ma Chong couldn't help restrain a trace of disrespect. With a sigh, obscene people can't look good!

Master Cai came slowly at this time, bypassing the hole made by the thick phlegm, looked at the stone tablet and sighed leisurely, "This word... is really a little ugly."

Heng Chong Jie smiled and said, "Good eyesight, Xiao Cai Cai's current appreciation ability has improved a lot."

Master Cai glanced at him distressedly and gently spit out a word: "Get out."

Ma Chong's mouth was a burst of **. If Heng Chong's straight eyes hadn't moved, he would have almost laughed.

"That's..."

Zhang Yan raised his eyebrows and found an acquaintance. He couldn't help but say, "Why is she here?"

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In the shadow of the side of the hundred-foot stone tablet sits a man and stands.

Sitting is a little girl with pure and delicate cheeks, exquisite eyebrows, exquisite and small nose, and petal-like cherry lips.

is Xia Xiwei.

stood a middle-aged man with dark hair and a jade-like face, wearing a moon-white collarless blue shirt. His dark hair floated in the wind, which was very chic. The swallow's beard fluttered under his jaw, but he pulled a pair of worn straw shoes under his feet, and his toes were unyieldingly exposed.

The two seemed to be arguing and chatting. Anyway, in Zhang Yan's eyes in the distance, this scene made him in a trance for a while.

Fifty years have flown by like an arrow, but this girl has not changed a trace. She is still as bright as before. I don't know whether she has grown up or still stubbornly and perfectly maintained a delicate and cunning girlish posture. But no matter what, it is always pleasant to meet old friends.

So, Zhang Yan's mood suddenly improved, and the corners of his mouth even rose slightly, raising a smile.

"Ah, old thief! Why are you here too?"

Heng Chong roared dryly and suddenly appeared on the side of the middle-aged man, stretching out his thin hand and patting him fiercely on the middle-aged shoulder. The middle-aged man seemed to notice it and suddenly twisted his body. He had a bright two-foot dagger in his hand. The tip of the sword pointed out that it was Heng Chong's thin hand that was about to fall.

The whole action was completed in one go, as smooth as clouds and flowing water. Heng Chong, who was so scared that his palm was almost pierced by the dagger, jumped out with a strange scream.

"My name is Hua Qingye, but I'm not an old thief, and then call me an old thief. Believe it or not, I have made 108 holes in you?" The middle-aged man said coldly with a straight face, but in the end, there was a smile on the corners of his mouth.

Obviously, he is joking, and Zhang Yan also thinks so. But when Heng Chong heard this, he took three steps back, pecked his head more messy than a bird's nest, and hurriedly said, "I believe it, I believe it. The old thief always does what he says.

Then, Hua Qingyu did it and stabbed 108 swords in the blink of an eye, and Heng Chong escaped without a shadow in the blink of an eye and disappeared to the deepest part of the bluestone steps.

Master Cai stroked his palm and praised: "Good sword!"

Hua Qingyu said angrily, "Your sword is good!"

Master Cai stared and said, "I appreciate your kendo cultivation!"

Hua Qingyu also stared and counterattacked in a tone that did not belong to Master Xiao Cai: "I praise you for your level of sword casting!"

The two of them stared at each other.

Then, Master Cai suddenly laughed, stretched out his round fingers and pointed to Hua Qingyu's nose, and said leisurely, "You are still so stubborn and stubborn, and..."

"It's still so interesting, isn't it?" Hua Qingyu also smiled very cheerfully.

"Yes, yes,... for you!" Master Xiaocai's face suddenly sank, suddenly opened his legs, answered, and ran to the distance. When the last word fell, his round body also disappeared into the depths of the bluestone steps.

This scene is really strange. It seems that both Heng Chong and Master Cai are reluctant to stay with this middle-aged man named Hua Qingyu and fled early.

Zhang Yan and Ma Chong are confused and confused, but this is obviously not the time to care about these. Because Xia Xiwei's little girl has stood in front of Zhang Yan early and is muttering something more meaningful, but in fact, it is not nutritious at all.

These words sighed after 50 years in a hurry, expressed the unique poetic feelings of the little girl's growth, and then began to complain that Zhang Yan, a big liar, had no news for 50 years, and there was a lot of nonsense.

Zhang Yan listened with relish at first, but later he couldn't accept it. Xia Xiwei was a big liar, which made him uncomfortable, especially under the gaze of the stranger Hua Qingyu, so he coughed twice, interrupted the little girl's self-venting thoughts, and asked, "Why are you here? "li?"

Xia Xiwei said confidently, "Wait for you, I've been waiting for you for almost a day."

Zhang Yan was stunned, pointed to the side of the stone tablet and said in surprise, "Have you been waiting here for a day?" To be honest, he is quite useful in his heart. Which man will be unhappy with such a pure and beautiful girl waiting for himself?

But to Zhang Yan's surprise, Xia Xiwei seemed to be a little shy and her voice was getting smaller and smaller. In the end, it was almost like a mosquito: "Well, I did wait for a day... It's just that I accidentally... fell asleep"

Er——

Zhang Yan suddenly, no wonder, no wonder this girl can wait until now. However, Xia Xiwei is already very good to have this intention, isn't it?

He didn't know that if Xia Xiwei hadn't fallen asleep here because she was exhausted, she would even have to wait for him at the foot of the mountain!

"Let's go." Xia Xiwei stopped messing around and jumped up the steps. "Sister Xuerou and Xue Lou are looking forward to you coming."

"Well, okay." Zhang Yan nodded.

"Little brother, wait a minute, let's go together."

Hua Qingyu, who had been standing aside, couldn't help speaking. When he talked to Zhang Yan and Xia Xiwei, he had been observing Zhang Yan without a trace and saw that they were leaving. Of course, he would not let go of this opportunity.

Zhang Yan frowned and couldn't help sighing, but he still came...

Just now, Heng Chong and Master Xiao Cai fled. This guy must not be a good scum.

In fact, up to now, Zhang Yan can't figure out the strength of Heng Chong and Master Xiao Cai, but the two of them can talk to Qingyi, and their cultivation is not much worse.

And this guy named Hua Qingyu's cultivation is probably only high or low compared with the two.

It must also be the peak of the divine level!

He couldn't help but be a little surprised. After 50 years of isolation, why are there so many gods around him?

"Well, of course." Zhang Yan couldn't refuse at all, because as soon as he stepped away, Hua Qingyu had followed and abruptly occupied the position that originally belonged to Ma Chong.

Hua Qingye, who walked side by side with Zhang Yan, looked at Zhang Yan with a smile. The speed under his feet was not slow at all. No matter how fast or slow Zhang Yan was, he could always naturally maintain the same level, without any difference.

"You don't have to be afraid of me, and I won't treat you like those two guys. On the contrary, after a period of contact with me, you will clearly find that I am actually very talkative."

Hua Qingyu opened his mouth with a smile, and his voice was as soft as the wind, like his warm jade cheeks. "Of course, I have to introduce myself to you before that."

Zhang Yan glanced at him in astonishment and said that this guy was familiar with him.

Hua Qingyu cleared his throat and ignored whether Zhang Yan was willing to listen or not. He said to himself, "You probably know my name. It's just a symbol. It's not worth my need to elaborate on the deep meaning. The fact that I come from the weak sword pool is not a secret, and it is not worth showing off, so it is not the point. As for my cultivation and family background, of course, it is not the point..."

Zhang Yan interrupted him and asked directly, "What's your point?"

Hua Qingyu didn't care at all and still smiled and said, "The focus is on the back. Just listen slowly."

Zhang Yan raised his eyebrows and didn't say a word, but his pace accelerated a lot. He was about to chase Xia Xiwei in front of him.

"Senluo Sword Prison is in the western suburbs of the weak water sword pool, where there is suddenly something interesting. I think this is a good entry point for our relationship to become intimate. What do you think?"

Seeing this, Hua Qingyu caught up with him with a smile, only said one sentence, and then stopped talking along the way, even if Zhang Yan had a lot of doubts after hearing this sentence and wanted to ask him.

The weak sword pool is one of the five major forces in the world of swords. Of course, Zhang Yan knows it in Lanzhou, which is located in the far west. But he never thought that Senluo Sword Prison was in the western suburbs of the weak sword pool.

Does Hua Qingyu say this just to point to the location of Senluo Sword Prison?

Of course not.

The key point of his words may be on the interesting things that suddenly appeared in the second half of the sentence.

But what are these?

Why does Hua Qingyu use this to promote a harmonious communication process with each other?

Hua Qingyu is a man of the weak sword pool, and his status must not be low. This time he appeared on this bluestone step, just to tell himself this?

Zhang Yan has too many doubts.

He looked deep into the clouds and suddenly found that there seemed to be an opportunity for all the mysteries to be fully solved.

When you get there, you must ask clearly!

Zhang Yan made a secret decision in his heart.