"So it's Mr. Mo!" Changsun Feng greeted him warmly and politely.

He explained in detail the story of Changle and Hengshan Sect killing the Demon Sect together.

"So that's it, then I don't have to go anymore." Mo Da was already introverted and didn't want to join in the fun again when he saw Changle was fine.

"Brother Changle is so awesome." Xiao Xue said with a big laugh. "I want to write ten more words today!"

Changsun Feng saw that Mo Da was reluctant to greet him, so he said goodbye after eating the tofu.

"Boy, I really don't want to learn swords?" Mo Da felt that with Zhao Changle, the disciples of Hengshan Sect, he really didn't take any attention.

Although the boy in front of me is not as serious as a kendo, it is still pretty good.

"I don't want to, I'm a scholar!" Xiao Xue said with his chest straight.

"Boy! I don't have the money to pay the bill, so I will teach you a set of swordsmanship. If there are birds quarrels at you in the future, you can cut them yourself." Mo Da said angrily. He was afraid of his swordsmanship.

"We scholars should have the heart to help the poor and help the poor. The old man is also the master of Brother Changle, so I don't need to teach swordsmanship. I invited you to Douhua." If it weren't for the leaking teeth that affected his romanticism, he would definitely look like a scholar.

I feel so tired.

Finally, Xiao Xue finally learned a great swordsmanship.

Mo Da: My Hengshan Sect’s swordsmanship is really not that cheap!

After Yue Buqun and Lin Pingzhi heard the news about Changle, they were completely relieved.

"Pingzhi, let's go back to Huashan." Yue Buqun said with a smile on his beard.

After knowing that Changle was fine, he felt much more relaxed.

"Okay." Lin Pingzhi nodded gently.

Not far from them, Ding Mian and his gang were preparing to return to the mountain.

If Changle was seriously injured, they would never let him live, but Zhao Changle, who has recovered now, has no need to give him a head.

It’s better to go back to the Songshan Sect. Ding Mian was a little worried that the head of the sect would have a view of him when he went back this time.

"Senior brother, Yue Buqun is with his apprentice in front of him." Lu Bai, who had returned from exploring the way, said to Ding Mian.

"Oh?" Ding Mian's bold plan appeared in his mind. "Come here, everyone."

Everyone gathered together, and after hearing Ding Mian's plan, they were immediately moved.

Yes, how can I face the head of Songshan in such a shame? But if Yue Buqun is killed, it can be said that he has made up for it.

Yue and Lin walked forward for a mile, and Yue Buqun suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong with Master?" Lin Pingzhi put his hand on the sword. During this period, he went to Siguo Cliff to look for Feng Qingyang. Under the guidance of Master Feng, Lin Pingzhi's fast sword became even more powerful.

His evil-proof sword score is now considered to be in the house, not as good as Brother Dongfang, but he is also a first-class expert in the world.

"Hahaha, I dare to ask who is ahead!" Ding Mian's voice came.

"Yue Buqun, the leader of Xiahua Mountain!" Lao Yue said in a muffled voice.

"Haha, Senior Brother Yue, I am the old Ding of the Songshan Sect." Ding Mian ran out like a ball.

Behind him, Lu Bai and Le Dai and the others were followed.

"So they are three junior brothers." Yue Buqun said with his fists clasped.

"When the leader heard about Changle's nephew, he asked the three of us to go down the mountain to provide assistance, but he didn't expect that Changle's nephew Ji Ren Tianxiang was fine." Ding Mian said with a big smile.

"Hahaha, little disciple is naughty. How dare you bother everyone?" Yue Buqun was glad that if Changle had not recovered, he would have encountered the Hengshan School.

I don’t know how many fierce battles I had to go through on the way back to Huashan. He wouldn’t believe it even if he was killed. These three people were really here to help.

Every time Lin Pingzhi saw Ding Mian's smile, he felt very uncomfortable.

His hand was placed on the hilt of the sword and he had no intention of leaving. Yue Buqun looked very happy on the surface, and he did not let go of his guard.

At this time, a group of guys dressed in the Demon Cult suddenly came, but they were actually from the Songshan Sect.

These guys are all extremely vicious figures in the underworld. After being captured by Zuo Lengchan, they became his loyal thugs.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that. We were going to catch Zhao Changle, but we encountered a big fish in the net. Master Yue! Three of the Thirteen Grand Princesses in Songshan, you will die here today."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Pingzhi appeared behind him.

"You don't seem to know my name! Then let me tell you, Lin Pingzhi, the one who killed you!" After he said that, the thin sword on his waist penetrated the man's throat.

Ding Mian didn't expect that Lin Pingzhi had such ability now.

"Everyone come together and kill these demon thieves!" Ding Mian shouted.

Yue Buqun appeared carefully behind Lin Pingzhi, so that both of them would take care of him.

Ding Mian glanced at Yue Buqun and cursed that the old fox was really cautious.

"Brothers, among these five people, the head of Master Yue is the most valuable!" someone shouted.

Lin Pingzhi's red dress was like a ball of fire among the crowd, and someone would definitely die wherever he went.

Yue Buqun reminded, "Prepare it and retreat to the enemy."

As soon as he finished speaking, four or five people surrounded him and killed him, and they were fearless.

Yue Buqun cut off one person's head with one sword, but the other four left four deep wounds on Yue Buqun's body.

Seeing that he had a flaw, Ding Mian greeted Lu and Le and the others.

Then the three of them put their palms on Yue Buqun's body, and he flew three or four meters with the force.

"Pingzhi, go quickly!" Yue Buqun vomited a mouthful of blood and shouted.

"Master, let's go!" Lin Pingzhi was a man no matter what.

"If you go together, no one can leave! I promise to be your teacher. In the future, you, Lin Pingzhi, will be the sharpest sword in Huashan, help Changle revitalize Huashan!" Yue Buqun said to him.

Seeing Ding Mian and the others chasing him, Yue Buqun didn't care what Lin Pingzhi answered, and he pushed Lin Pingzhi out. "Go away! Don't let your teacher die in vain!"

Lin Pingzhi gritted his teeth and turned around and left without hesitation.

The master's choice is right. No matter what, one person must die, and neither of them can escape.

"Don't let Lin Pingzhi escape!" Ding Mian shouted loudly.

Five or six people chased after him, Yue Buqun took a look and forced the five people back with one sword.

He could have escaped, but he finally left the chance of life to Lin Pingzhi.

Because for Huashan, he seems to be of no use. But with Lin Pingzhi's feelings for Changle, he will definitely be a sharp sword in his hand in the future.

Alas, I'm still calculating until I die!

But it’s worth it for Huashan!

Changle, Huashan will be entrusted to you. Huashan has not let you down, so don’t let Huashan down!

Chong'er, don't be lazy in the future. Your death as a teacher should be more encouraging, but your temperament should be the same as before in a few months.

Lingshan, don’t make your mother angry in the future! You always say that your father is afraid of his wife for the rest of his life. Dad is not afraid, but love.

Junior sister, I haven’t seen you with you for a long time, the sea of ​​flowers on Mount Hua.

Let’s live in the next life!

"Gentleman's Sword! Yue Buqun is here to fight to the death!"
Chapter completed!