Longevity begins with a proud smile

Chapter 8

Seeing Zhuo Lingfeng get up, the three members of the Lin family changed color slightly, stretched their bodies in unison, and ran towards the door.

But Zhuo Lingfeng had already taken a step ahead, walked out of the house, flashed into the courtyard, and stared at the courtyard wall of the Fuwei Escort Bureau indifferently.

Suddenly, there was only the sound of wind blowing through the sleeves of the clothes, and dozens of people flew down from the courtyard walls on both sides of the gate.

This group of people did not stop when they reached the courtyard, and swept away at the same time, winding along the bluestone road in the gate, forming two long snake-like rows.

Each of them had their heads wrapped in white cloth, their upper bodies were dressed in blue strong clothes, their waists were tied with warrior scarves, their legs were barefoot, they wore earless hemp shoes, and they carried long swords.

Everyone has shoulders and waists, and their movements are vigorous. Although there are differences in lightness kung fu and body skills, the difference is limited.

All of them looked valiant and high-spirited, without the shrinking attitude seen in the "Fuzhou Old Store", and they were obviously elite disciples of the Qingcheng School.

All the bodyguards of Fuwei Escort also rushed out with weapons in hand, but there was still a distance of two or three zhang between the two people, so they stopped and faced each other, focused on guard.

Lin Zhennan came out more and more, and said in a deep voice: "Where do you come from? What's your business here?"

Mrs. Lin shouted angrily: "Brother, you are too polite!

If there is a door and you can't leave, but you want to climb over the wall, what kind of good can it be!Who deserves to be called friends, but a bunch of thieves and bandits! ".

The Qingcheng disciples glared angrily, and shouted in unison: "What are you talking about, you bitch?"

Qingcheng disciples are almost all from Sichuan, so they speak the authentic Sichuan dialect.

Madam Lin frowned and said, "That's right, I'm just talking about fools!"

The couple actually knew that this was a disciple of the Qingcheng School, but their personalities were different, and it was very different when they opened their mouths.

Zhuo Lingfeng just looked at the door coldly, and followed Mrs. Lin's words.

The disciples of Qingcheng didn't even make an argument, they all knelt down on one leg, cupped their fists and said, "Welcome Master!"

On the eaves of the majestic and tall door of Fuwei Escort Bureau, there was an extra figure at some point.

Zhuo Lingfeng stared at him. This man was wearing a blue Taoist robe with a sword hanging from his waist. He was about fifty years old. His face was thin and his stature was extremely short, not exceeding five feet. The star, looking around, is like a vulture.

Everyone looked at him like this, but he was no more than seventy or eighty catties.But he stood on the door, standing upright like a mountain, his Taoist robe moved without wind, and his sleeves fluttered.

There are rumors in the martial arts that the head of Qingcheng is a short Taoist.

Everyone no longer has eyesight, and they know that this is the arrival of Yu Canghai, the head of Qingcheng.

But if he hadn't seen it personally, who would know that he is so short, and how could he believe that he is the famous Yu Guanzhu?
But the way he played was really too insulting!
He didn't take Fuwei Escort as a person at all!

The members of the Fuwei Escort had unknowingly grasped the handle of the knife.Mrs. Lin and Lin Pingzhi were so angry that their faces turned ashen.

After all, if someone stomps down on the door of a house, it won't feel good.

However, Lin Zhennan was able to do the business of the Fuwei Escort to be a strong father Shengzu. , Yu Guanzhu, right? Lin Zhennan is so disrespectful!"

The short Taoist's face was as cold as iron, and he didn't respond.

"sorry?"

"Even killed my master's beloved son and disciples!
Just disrespectful? "

Hou Renying, the boss of "Four Talents in Qingcheng", said coldly.

Lin Zhennan was momentarily at a loss for words.

Zhuo Lingfeng squinted his eyes, his eyes were radiant like cold lightning, he glanced at Hou Renying twice, and said calmly: "I killed the person, don't mistake him!"

His voice was not high, and his utterances were flat, but his voice was like metal and iron colliding with each other.

And his pair of eyes can see the sun during the day and see things at night, staring at Hou Renying's face, it's like a sharp knife.

Hou Renying felt cold sweat profusely and his heels felt weak.

As the head of Yu Canghai's four major disciples, he could ignore Lin Zhennan.

But he knew that it was the young man in front of him who underestimated and killed his junior brother Yu Renhao and Fang Renzhi.

Then it must be a matter of one move to kill oneself.

Frightened by his might for a moment, he fell silent, not knowing what to say, so he could only glance at the master at the door.

On Yu Canghai's ashen face, there was a sense of indifference and arrogance, and a pair of bright eyes turned up slightly, as if he didn't see anyone in his eyes, but he had a panoramic view of everyone in the courtyard.

Hearing Zhuo Lingfeng's words, his eyes were fixed on him.

Looking from his sword to his hand, and from his hand to his face, the pale face was in stark contrast to the dark eyes, and he said word by word: "You are Zhuo Lingfeng?"

He was extremely short in stature, but his voice was like a bell, and the six characters he uttered were shocking to the ears.

Not only did he display a majestic aura, but he also had a majestic and intimidating force, and he deserved to be the head of Qingcheng who has been famous for decades.

Zhuo Lingfeng laughed loudly, turned his gaze to Yu Canghai's face, lightly brushed off his clothes, and murmured: "Not bad!
I am Zhuo Lingfeng!

Yu Canghai, you are quite kind, you didn't tell me to wait this time! "

As soon as he said a word, Yu Canghai was angry and angry.

I didn't go to the appointment earlier, it was just disdain!

It seems that I have no seeds, and I am afraid of him!

Yu Canghai went down the mountain this time, on the one hand, he received an invitation from Hengshan School Liu Zhengfeng to attend the Golden Basin Washing Hands Conference.

Of course, this is just incidental, the most important thing is to deal with the Fuwei Escort and get the "Evil Resisting Sword Manual".

From his point of view, it was just a matter of hand, but how could someone kill several of his disciples last night and ask him to meet in a restaurant.

As a master of a school, he would never go on a date with an unknown person.

So they only let Yu Renhao, one of the four major disciples, and Fang Renzhi, the most resourceful, take people to the appointment, but unexpectedly they all turned into corpses.

How does this make his face hang?

As soon as he received the news, he immediately rushed to the Fuwei Escort Bureau without stopping to meet this young master from Zhongnan Mountain in person!
But as the leader of a faction, he is a first-class master in the world, so his eyesight is naturally extraordinary.When I saw Zhuo Lingfeng himself, I felt that Zhuo Lingfeng was very heroic. When he stood there, his figure was dignified and extraordinary, as if the raging tide of Qiantang could not be swept away, which showed that his skill was extraordinary.

Yu Canghai's eyes shone brightly, and he said solemnly: "I've been in poverty for decades, but this is the first time I've heard of your name. The Qingcheng faction has never had any enmity with you, so why do you bother to embarrass me?"

"Du" sound.

Zhuo Lingfeng held a long sword in his arms, and put his hands on the hilt of the sword, and said calmly: "I never make things difficult for others, but I don't like others to make things difficult for me."

Yu Canghai's sharp eyes were still focused on Zhuo Lingfeng, not for a moment, as if he wanted to see if he said this, was he pretending to make himself famous, or did he really want to challenge himself?
Under the gaze of his pair of majestic eyes, the legs of most people would be weakened.But Zhuo Lingfeng's inner strength is profound, he once stabbed the sword at the sun, his eyes are sharper than Yu Canghai's, so he looks at him without blinking.

Seeing the two facing each other in the distance, without blinking their eyes, everyone felt an extremely oppressive feeling welling up in their hearts, as if electric sparks collided in the void.

After a while, Yu Canghai snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves violently, jumped up from the door, and flew into the sky.

Blinking quickly, and flicking the sleeves of his robe, he slowly descended from the mid-air, as if a heaven and a man descended from the mortal world.

"clank—"

The Qingcheng disciples all pulled out their long swords and threw them in the air. The white light flickered, as if a silver path had been laid in the void.

Yu Canghai flitted in the air like an autumn geese returning to the sky, his feet tapped every long sword.

Like a gust of wind, it landed on the courtyard in front of the hall.If you don't hear its sound, you can't afford to be dusty.Stand at a distance of two feet from Zhuo Lingfeng.

At this time, the disciple of Qingcheng hadn't taken over the long sword yet, which shows his swiftness.

(End of this chapter)