Chapter 41:

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"One of the tricks of Yunyun Jianshu, don't want to keep the whole body." Someone said.
Everyone murmured for a while, and spread the dead bodies, one after another, filling the potholes in the back of the mountain into mass graves. Each one was dyed, and when they returned to the extraordinary palace, they were clustered in one place.
"The little beasts think we are stink." The disciple laughed and cursed. "One day I walked the unnamed bird and looked at it."
The entire Lengsang Mountain is the site of the Lynx, let alone an extraordinary palace, but it only dares not approach the Anonymous House. Once, among the milky gravel, a milky white dove murmured, it struck with its fangs. Rong Luoyun looked at the window, spitting the dried fruit, spitting out the core and flying at his fingertips.
The lynx did a trick, rolled over to the ground without rushing to the pigeons, and hissed for half a column of incense. The pigeons entered the cage, Rong Luoyun came out slowly, bent over and covered the back of the lynx with a fortunate effort, and the lynx was stunned.
Carrier pigeons used to ventilate and report. After that, there were often fluttering things to take refuge in unknown places.
At this moment, the unnamed residence was dark. As soon as Rong Luoyun entered the door, the magpie on the beam yelled constantly. He secretly whispered "noisy things", but took a few sips and went down the gallery to tease.
Take off the drenched shoes and socks and step on the floor, walk barefoot, tick the rain all the way into the inner hall. Just light a small lamp, the screen is covered, and it's drowsy. Rong Luoyun undressed and bathed, his face, neck, and the stained blood were washed away, and his murderous body was washed away as well.
This day's sword lightsaber is fierce in appearance, but it's really tiring ...
The room was so panic-stricken that he was leaning against the bucket and flicking water, and it would make a little noise. Waiting for the water to cool out, put on a small trousers lining, hold a silk quilt with a silk pillow, and sleep on the couch in front of the window.
The couch was short and narrow, and he was just in a ball.
When he was groggy, the gravel soaked with rain made people squeak, followed by the introduction of "Second Brother" with a slightly tender tone. Diao Yuliang closed his umbrella, ran in, took off his shoes and arched on the couch.
Grunt! Rong Luoyun took half-old child far away, wrapped up his quilt and sat up. Diao Yuliang rolled back and crawled back and forth: "Second Brother, call me warm!" Squeezed into the bed, the two sat next to each other, he spread his hands to offer treasure, "Look, rich and precious."
A booklet with no name on the skin, complete with disciples in the palace, and silver two registered. Rong Luoyun took a closer look. It turned out to be an off-site gamble, betting on the winner of the contest.
Diao Yuliang turned it over: "Brother also bet, three hundred and two, Zou Lin."
Rong Luoyun was slightly surprised, but Duan Huaike also followed. Diao Yuliang said: "The third brother lost four thousand two, and then offered a bounty of one thousand two, plus the cost of the running seat.
Rong Luoyun found Lu Zhun, pressed Ruan Ni, and bet three thousand two. No wonder the disciples in the palace participated. If Lu Zhun loses, he can score 32. "Second Brother," Diao Yuliang shook him, "I have been in conflict for a long time. Would you please help me?"
Tomorrow will determine the three winners into the Palace of Extraordinary, and then go through the four barriers in the Palace, the first disciple. Rong Luoyun thought of the word "top of the list", and the man emerged, separated by smoke and rain.
Faces are unknown, martial arts level is unknown, just remember a sense of pride. The head is low-smell, and if there is no smell of grapefruit leaves, it is still floating. It's just for the veil, Rong Luoyun thought so, just to pick up his veil.
"Old fourth, press ..." Rong Luoyun held back, "I don't know its name yet, and ask tomorrow."
Diao Yuliang is not very relieved, an unknown little pawn? But it is not easy to refuse: "Second Brother, I'm thirty-two, which one can you choose for me?"
Rong Luoyun said, "It's yours to win money, and mine to lose it." He got out of the small couch and took out 172 from the low cabinet to make up for Diao Yuliang. Diao Yuliang caught it and left without any objection.
The rain stopped at Yin Shi, and the wind blew all night.
The next day, the blood under Lengsang Mountain faded a lot.
A total of thirty people will be promoted. Three people will be decided in this battle, but the viewers are like a blockade. Huo Linfeng came late, and the daisy narrow sleeved dress rolled with ripples, and his waist was worn with a sword, promoting promotion.
He dismounted, and someone was on the stage. The spirited one is an eight-foot-tall man with two swords, a black cardigan with large wind, a hard whip, and a snake-shaped pattern stabbed on the back of his phalanx.
Huo Linfeng dragged his horse to the horse, and under the tree, a man stepped on his horse like a monkey. He was really surprised, even more so after seeing it was Diao Yuliang. Diao Yuliang stroked his horse's mane: "What's your name?"
Who is the last name, Huo Linfeng has a single word "Zhong", and Huo Zhong said: "Under Du Zhong." Seeing the other person stared at him and looked at him, he couldn't help wondering, "What's the matter of the palace master?"
Diao Yuliang asked: "How is your martial arts compared to Zou Lin?"
Huo Linfeng asked: "... Who is Zou Lin?"
"On the stage!" Diao Yu's conscience was quite embarrassing, and the unknown little puppet was nothing. He leaned closer, comparing his fingers to the platform: "Dong Ruan Ni, Xi Zou Lin, see if there is a snake on the back of his hand? His whip is better than a viper."
Huo Linfeng was a little bit confused, but he didn't know what the other party intended, but he was also curious: "Ask the palace master, what about north and south?"
Diao Yuliang took a glance at the drums: "Well, there are two masters in the south, one is drinking and the other is sticking jade." On the drums, Duan Huaike held a slow pot of jade pots, and Rong Luoyun spared no effort to rescue that one. Pick up broken jade. He also said, "As for the north side, there is Dingbei Huo Zhao, who dares to be strong?"
Huo Linfeng bowed his lips and thought that the court was clearly distinguished from the rivers and lakes, but he also had a place for Huo's. After talking for a long time, Diao Yuliang was a small ghost, and he patted his shoulder meaningfully before leaving.
He lifted his eyes again, and the stage just stopped fighting. Zou Lin won eight men and closed his whip.
Immediately after boarding a son, white-skinned clothes, handsome face, holding a pair of silver hooks in both hands, as soon as he came to the stage, it attracted people. Lu Zhun stood up, seeing his heart and flesh, and called out "Ruan Ni" earnestly.
Rong Luoyun bowed his head, heard the sound, raised his eyes and smiled, thinking that it was more important than Ran Ni to be charged three thousand and two? At this time Diao Yuliang emerged and presented a booklet: "Second Brother, that person is called Du Zhong."
Rong Luoyun secretly followed the thought, Eucommia ... its sweetness, warm nature, I do not know whether it is as it is called.
He took a rabbit with a purple shoulder and helped Diao Yuliang write the word "Eu Zhong", put aside his pen, and saw that Eucommia was enjoying the cold under the tree. On the stage, Nguyen Nin won four in a row, and flew forward and backward with the silver hook.
Lu Zhun's eyes were fixed, as if looking at a fighting Jinshan, applauding from time to time, sometimes calling "Ruan Lang". With Ruan Ni's trick "Silver Hook Dies", he rushed to the drum to personally cheer the drum.
In the end, Ruan Ni won seven in a row and thanked Lu Zhun with his fist. Lu Zhun said with appreciation: "The silver hook of Ruan Lang is the most ruthless, and sure enough, one day you and I will fight, but don't let my stomach go through."
Ruan Nidao: "The Lord of the Third House is too modest, and then he will also ask his masters to show mercy."
A few words of affection, Lu Jun threw the drumsticks back to his seat and watched the battle. There were thirteen people left in the contest. A daisy figure descended from the sky and implemented a spin. It was a rookie who emerged yesterday.
The crowd was still unknown, and Huo Linfeng reported to his family: "Under Eucommia, please enlighten me."
The challenge came, he drew his sword against each other, and used a set of swordsmanship. Ten hastily, won. Everyone recalled that yesterday's early battle seemed to be a ten-stroke final. Another one was still a ten-stroke. Even if the ten-stroke did not win, they continued to strike with ten strokes repeatedly until the opponent defeated.
The jade chain was 80% assembled, and Rong Yunyun was in his hands, but he moved his ear bones to monitor the movement. The sword wind can be heard, and the ups and downs can also be heard. Duan Huaike suddenly said, "This eucommia only uses ten moves. Is it to be wary of being seen, or disdain to show?"
Rong Luoyun finally raised his eyes and watched for a while, firmly attracted by the opponent's swordsmanship. Only ten strokes, repeated use but no one can break, exquisite. Gaze lightly along the thin blade, big hands, strong waist, fluttered to the face, intuitively the other person's mood.
All moves, strength, and internal force can be used to falsify, but modalities cannot lie to others. Huo Linfeng's eyebrows stretched, and the meaning of ease was about to overflow, and Rong Luoyun knew that this person would never lose.
But such exquisite swordsmanship has only ten tricks, which make people scratch their hearts. Rong Luoyun called "the fourth child", Fei Yaner, and Diao Yuliang shouted: "Du Zhong, you can only do ten tricks?"
The Huo family swordsmanship has a total of seven hundred forty-nine styles, the more difficult it becomes. Huo Linfeng waved his sword for a while, and answered Diao Yuliang's words, but his eyes fell on Rong Luoyun. "Nguyen Ni Shaoxia got the drummer to cheer the drums, and he was envious of him," he said. "If the emperor of the second house drums for me, I will play a few more tricks."
If it was normal, Diao Yuliang would scold him for wantonly, but now he was pressing Snowflake Silver, and he had to turn his head to begging Rong Luoyun. Everyone held their breath, guessing how Rong Luoyun would attack. Who would have expected, Rong Luoyun gently laid down the jade chain, swept to the front of the drum, knocked with a mallet, and immediately struck a string of sounds.
He twisted his face slightly. "Don't play well, but the drumsticks don't have long eyes."
The two separated, up and down, Huo Linfeng smiled. The sword came out and hammered, as if stepping on the point, the drum sounds were pushed up, the wide sleeves slipped down to reveal the thin white arms, and Rong Yun's waist lay sideways, hitting the waves.
Huo Linfeng was satisfied with the sound. The change of moves made people dizzying. The more the battle became fiercer, the more intense the sound.
Steeply, the drumming sounded loud and loud. Rong Luoyun was lucky to strike, and his voice passed for miles. Huo Linfeng was immediately proud: "Let's go together." Those who refused to give up swarmed, and the flames of the deceased sword flashed, and the Quartet was defeated.
When rushing to a high tide, Rong Luoyun frowned and shouted, "Not enough!"
Huo Linfeng swept away, cutting out Tibetan Mastiff's trick. The golden light of Mars was spreading across the sky, the four-pillar broken tiger's head was cracked, and everyone flew into the distance accompanied by the smoke.
Rong Luoyun was shocked, and when the smoke was gone, there was only one Huo Linfeng left under the mottled stage, holding his sword and looking at him, the pony tail was dangling and chic. There was a deep gully on the countertop, which was entangled with him yesterday, as if blooming.
Diao Yuliang was ecstatic: " Eucommia victory! Eucommia victory!"
For two days, the casualties were incalculable, and three people were finally decided. Duan Huaike announced: "Tomorrow, Du Zhong, Zou Lin, and Ruan Ni, the three young men invited to the palace gate of the extraordinary palace, the disciples of the palace welcome."
The dust settled, and the crowd was spreading out every inch. Huo Linfeng retracted his sword and reached the edge very close to the drumming platform, just looking down at the clothesline of Rongyun. He looked up: "Xie Gongzhu beat me drums."
Rong Luoyun looked down at him, and said lightly: "It doesn't matter."
Nothing more to say, one returned to the inn at Xiwuwutai, and one returned to the palace at Drum Tower. Each stepped on the horse, separated from the north to the south, and rubbed his shoulders.
Rong Luoyun carrying the sunny day melting gold, looked as if he had never met Pingshui.
Huo Linfeng was not greedy, only said one silently-the follow-up was infinite.
With the umbrella tilting, Huo Linfeng immediately moved unfaithfully. Although his behavior was provocative, his words were helpless.
Rong Luoyun said, "You've got a terrible shower there."
Huo Linfeng twisted his face and looked down, half of his arms were exposed outside the umbrella, and was hit by layers of rain. He was truly unexpected, the other side corrected time and time again that he didn't want him to get rain.