Kunlun has a sword

Chapter 167 Fishing in the West Lake
"master."

With a chorus, Wang Qing, who was in a trance, was awakened.

"Oh, uh, okay. Well, don't call me Master, call me Young Master."

Wang Qing, who is not used to the feudal dross, is very disgusted with the master, but he doesn't know what to call him, so he can't call him Daoist.

"You go around the new house first to see what is lacking. Well, you are Chunlan. You are in charge of the money and are responsible for the household. If you see what is lacking, go to Chunlan to get the money and buy it. Okay, let's go. "

The servants sorted things out in a familiar way, but the four maids followed Wang Qing step by step.

Wang Qinggang sat down in the middle hall.

Those who serve tea immediately serve tea, those who boil water boil water, and those who play fans play fans. Not to mention, this kind of decadent life seems to be quite refreshing.

"My lord, the small river in front of our gate leads directly to the West Lake. If you want to travel, you can rent a painting boat and roam around the West Lake."

As soon as Wang Qing heard this, You Xing became very excited.

On the West Lake, a large painting boat quietly moves slowly with the waves.

The plums, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums hold Yaoqin, konghou, flute and jade Xiao, playing a soft and ethereal song.

Wang Qing was fascinated by listening, drew his sword and stood on the bow of the boat, dancing wantonly.

Xiao Wu was more excited than Wang Qing.She loves water at first, but it's a pity that she followed Wang Qing and hasn't seen a river since she was born.

After getting used to it a little bit, his instincts were awakened, and he shuttled tirelessly close to the surface of the lake.

There are many painting boats on the West Lake, but under the control of experienced old boatmen, they are all far away from each other.

From the moment Wang Qing started to dance the sword, his keen spiritual sense felt that several eyes fell on him.

A few of them took a glance and took them back, but there were three others who kept staring at Wang Qing.

Wang Qing was annoyed by being stared at, and I'm not an actor, so I couldn't stop watching.

Immediately retracting the sword, he flicked his fingers on the Broken Star.

Hey~
There was a melodious sword cry, rippling with profound true energy.

The three eyes immediately retracted.In Jianghu martial arts, strength is the most important thing. If you don't show your strength, how can you frighten Xiaoxiao.

The pleasure of traveling is over, eating side dishes made by the cook with fresh lake, drinking flower carvings that have been made for more than ten years, the boat sets off on its way home in the sunset.

For several days, Wang Qing lingered in the beautiful scenery of West Lake, as if he had forgotten his purpose.

On this day, Wang Qing led the plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum to go boating on the West Lake as usual.

After a few days of contact, the girls have lost their initial estrangement towards Wang Qing, and they are much more generous in their words and deeds, although they are still slavish in their hearts.

While tasting West Lake Longjing, Wang Qing talked about Jianghu affairs with the maids, causing bursts of exclamation.

Yingying Yanyan, the atmosphere is very harmonious.

But there are people who don't open their eyes.

A simple bamboo raft gradually approached the boat.

Wang Qing's heart skipped a beat, he took the bait?
A graceful figure in plain clothes and gauze jumped up from the bamboo raft and landed lightly on the boat.

Seeing that celestial lightness kung fu, Wang Qing's heart felt cold.

Sure enough, the woman stood firm, opened her mouth and said nothing.

"Wang Qing, you bastard. Xue Lei said that you went to travel the world and pursued the pinnacle of swordsmanship. The whole group of us admired it. A few days ago, I heard from people in the sect that there was a slut from Kunlun who brought beauty Touring the West Lake. I also said it couldn’t be you, I didn’t expect it.”

"Oh, Xiaodie, come and sit down. Why did you come here?"

The person who came was Zhuang Die, a disciple of Changge in the White Tiger Squad.

Qiu Ju winked, moved the chair quickly, and poured tea and water.

Zhuang Die was also polite and sat down directly.

"Okay, tell me. What are you doing here?"

"Don't mention it, didn't you say that Hidden Sword Villa lives in seclusion near here? I can't find it, so I can only fish here. Hey, Hidden Sword didn't catch it, but I caught a long-song mermaid."

"Hahaha!"

Zhuang Die laughed so hard.

Wang Qing couldn't help sighing secretly, how gentle and quiet a little white flower was when we first met, but after being in touch with the younger sister and junior junior sister for a long time, she is no longer cute.

"Are you stupid? You talked about living in seclusion, but you still caught me out? All right, come with me."

"Where?"

"Aren't you going to Hidden Sword Villa?"

"Huh? Do you know the place?"

"Nonsense, I just came out of Hidden Sword Villa."

This confused Wang Qing, and after repeated questioning, he finally figured it out.

It turns out that although Changge Gate and Hidden Sword Villa are hidden from the world, they are not far away after all.One is by the West Lake and the other is in Qiandao Lake, but they have not lost contact.

During this period of time, Zhuang Die followed everyone to download the dungeon, beat the white tiger, and saved a lot of good materials.

This time I came to Hidden Sword Villa to recast her sword in the piano.I have been living in the hidden sword villa for the past few days. If I hadn't heard that there is a Kunlun disciple like Wang Qing, I would have left with the sword in the past two days.

Hehehe, after figuring out the ins and outs, Wang Qing just smirked.

Under the guidance of Zhuang Die, Huafang turned around and came to an ordinary manor.

"This is Hidden Sword Villa?"

Wang Qing said that he was not disappointed. It was a lie. Although the manor was big, it was just that.There is no momentum that martial arts sect should have.

Zhuang Die rolled her eyes.

"What are you thinking? This is a reception point for outsiders. After all, you are an outsider, and you are bringing a group of ordinary people with you. I can still lead you to the lair directly. Xiao Qingzi, how did I find out that you left Xue Yanwang? IQ is worrying. Just wandering in the clouds."

Yes, you are right.With people under the eaves, Wang Qing resolutely confessed.

After ordering the maids to wait on the boat, Wang Qing followed Zhuang Die off the boat alone.

Come to the gate of the manor.

Wang Qing looked up, and there were two big words on the door plaque, Meizhuang.

boom!
Zixiao Sword Intent was activated uncontrollably.

A sword intent full of dead silence shot out from the two words.

There is no true energy, but pure sword intent.

Wang Qing's upper dantian throbbed violently.

The inexplicable little sword hidden deep in the sea of ​​consciousness trembled violently as if being provoked.

A sword aura mixed with pale white and bright purple shot out from between Wang Qing's eyebrows. It was a contradictory sword intent mixed with life and death.

The two sword intents collided together, melting and canceling out, causing waves of ripples, shaking Wang Qing's brain with pain.

Suddenly, the two sword intents counteracted and disappeared, and the surroundings returned to calm.

Wang Qing opened his eyes.

When he entered his eyes, he saw Zhuang Die looking at Wang Qing playfully.

"Oh, Xiao Qingzi, it's amazing. A sword practicer dares to look directly at the inscription on the door plaque of Meizhuang. How about it? Does it matter? Does the headache hurt? Do you want to vomit blood? Don't hold on."

"Zhuang Die! You girl, you did it on purpose. Why didn't you say it before?"

Sure enough, it's not cute anymore, and another little white flower has been spoiled.

"Cut, this is the rule. You can't even look at the door plaque, how can you enter the door."

"Then why don't you read it?"

Wang Qing gritted his teeth and asked.

"My master said that the sword intent is not good enough, so I won't let you see it."

"Can I go in?"

Wang Qing was physically and mentally exhausted, and he was really too lazy to answer the words of the brat.

Zhuang Die knew the way, opened the side door and entered the courtyard.

Come to the main hall.

"Uncle Ye, I brought you that bastard Kunlun disciple. I went to play with Qi Fei."

A stalwart man sat in the main seat, with gorgeous hair, and two contradictory expressions of tenderness and death in his eyes.

Wang Qing hurried forward to greet him.

"Kunlun sent Kongtong upper court, Daoqing. Meet the three masters."

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