The mountain ghost asked Zhang Lan to leave a letter to Chen Qiu and waited for him on Hanshan outside Suzhou City.

Chen Qiu and Lin Huiyin rode their horses to come. In less than half an hour, they arrived in front of the ruins that had been burned in the Hanshan Villa.

Chen Qiu got off the horse, and his movements were still a little staggering.

He looked left and right in front of the ruins, and found familiar pinyin letters on a tree, and then he knew that the mountain ghost was hiding here.

The reason why he did not appear was probably because Chen Qiu brought others.

"Brother, let me see you!"

Chen Qiu, wearing a blue robe, stood in front of the ruins, wielded his true energy and shouted:

"Huiyin is a trustworthy person, and he came with me to protect me without any doubt."

"Swish"

A figure flashed out from the remaining attic of the ruins, like a flying swallow catching water. A light hit on the ruins wall and fell into Chen Qiu's eyes.

It was still the tattered robe, the weird black ghost face, the black Chengying Sword carrying it, but it was just holding a cloth bag in its hand.

The mountain ghost appeared, and his hand was light and erect, which made Chen Qiu and Lin Huiyin admire each other at the same time.

Even though the mountain ghost is dressed up quite in a down-and-out manner.

But with the blessing of true energy, this hand-held technique already had a feeling of an immortal walking on the mortal world.

It seems that the mountain ghost has really found a good idea and has also completed his mistakes and missed techniques.

He glanced at Lin Huiyin, and his eyes were full of distrust.

But Chen Qiu was beside him, and he didn't say much, and threw the cloth bag in his hand to Chen Qiu.

The seven-star shaking light fell in Shen Qiu's hands. This heavy weapon made Chen Qiu's arms sank.

Fortunately, I was holding the sword jade at this time, otherwise, the arrogant Yaoguang would have taken this opportunity to slash Chen Qiu with one knife.

Don't doubt the ferocity of this spiritual sword.

Although it is not as evil as the demon sword, it is as sinister as the master.

But if you act ruthlessly, it’s no problem to cut down Chen Qiu.

Chen Qiu put the knife in the aristocrat, took out a few oil paper bags from the aristocrat, took out a stack of wide cloth, and spread the cloth on the hillside of the Hanshan Mountain like a picnic.

He put the prepared things on it and invited Shan Gui and Lin Huiyin to sit aside.

"I know you don't drink."

Chen Qiu picked up a small bottle, opened the stopper, handed it to the mountain ghost, and said:

"This is the best fruit wine in Suzhou City. It is the sweetest and sweetest, and you won't be drunk. Just drink it."

The mountain ghost is not polite.

At this time, he had already held the bamboo chopsticks and began to taste the roast chicken and cooked beef brought by Chen Qiu, as well as a few braised side dishes. In his knowledge, his family did not need to be polite.

He took the fruit wine, didn't say anything, and just drank a glass.

"I would like to thank my brother for the rescue this time."

Chen Qiu also picked up the fruit wine, sat cross-legged on the ground, and said to the mountain ghost:

"If my brother and Huiyin were not there, my life would be thrown into Suzhou City."

The mountain ghost didn't even look at him, just said casually:

"I don't say this. Since you are out of trouble, I'll leave in a while."

"Are you so anxious?"

Lin Huiyin asked in surprise:

"The city is holding a celebration. Brother Shangui is not going to watch the fun?"

“Too noisy.”

The mountain ghost replied casually.

He has this kind of personality. Even in front of Shen Qiu, he never says too much. This is a habit developed by being alone for more than ten years and is not so easy to change.

"Brother, you don't know anything."

Chen Qiu whispered a wink at the mountain ghost, and he said:

"Huiyin, like you, also came to help me from afar, is a trustworthy person, and Huiyin is a sword lover, so why not give her the Chengying Blade?

Maybe she can understand it too.”

The mountain ghost understood Chen Qiu's look, but he didn't care, so he handed Lin Huiyin the black iron sword beside him.

The latter put down the bamboo chopsticks and took off the hat.

His eyes were quite serious, so he wiped his hands with a handkerchief before taking over the light Chengying with both hands.

As soon as the sword, who was not good-looking, Lin Huiyin's face changed.

Peerless treasure blade.

Lin Wandong praised Lin Huiyin as a natural swordsman and a super talent for swordsmanship. She could also distinguish the difference between a sword and a common sword. She thought that the Xiaoxiang Echo Sword in her master's sect was already a treasure blade of the Jianghu.

But the symbol of the sect was more than the Chengying Sword in his hand at this time.

This difference lies not only in the material, but also in some deeper things.

Lin Huiyin didn't know how to describe it, but she could feel that there was a sense of spiritual energy in Chengying's sword.

She was addicted to it for a moment, and all her mind seemed to be attracted by the silent Chengying Sword.

Chen Qiu and Shan Gui quietly stood up and walked a few feet away.

I borrowed a sword to show her to this secret communication.

Chen Qiu glanced at Lin Huiyin, took something out of his arms, and said to the mountain ghost:

"You have much higher martial arts skills than me and have a treasure blade. I don't have any good things to give you. This should be of some use to you."

The mountain ghost held it in his hand and found it was folded paper.

It is full of dense words, and at the beginning, there are four big words.

"The magical craft of Explosion Clothes?"

Shan Gui looked at Chen Qiu with strange eyes, wondering if there was something wrong with his second brother.

This kind of exaggerated thing is not an internal mental method.

It's just a way to use true qi.

This name is really too arrogant.

"Don't look at me with that look, I know what you're thinking."

Chen Qiu shrugged and stretched out his hand to the mountain ghost, he said:

"This is my own creation. If you don't believe it, come and try it."

"Just try it!"

The mountain ghost didn't believe in evil either. He stretched out his hand and buckled his fingers with Shen Qiu. The two of them exerted their strength at the same time, and they also had the blessing of true energy.

Although Shan Gui looks thin, he is also a talented person, and he is not small in strength, and the true energy of Chengying Sword Technique in his body is also very mysterious.

Although the total amount is inferior to the true energy of Xueji in Chen Qiu, he is not inferior to the real competition.

The two of them were in a stalemate for a few moments, Chen Qiu said:

"Three points!"

"Bang"

Shan Gui felt that Chen Qiu's finger strength was simply magnified by several points. The originally peaceful true energy also exploded, and he had to tighten his strength and compete with it.

"Six points!"

"Bang"

A light sound came from Chen Qiu's body. The mountain ghost felt a sharp pain, and the true energy rushed into his body like anger. He was about to fight, but Chen Qiu let out a long breath and took the initiative to remove his fingers.

There was still blood in his eyes.

He was gasping for breath, and he was weak. He forced his self-sacrifice to make him feel dizzy, but he would not fall down by holding the tree.

While using his power to regulate his breathing, he said to the mountain ghost:

"Three-point explosion clothes will give you five points more energy. Six-point explosion clothes will give you twice as much. In addition, there are nine-point explosion clothes, which is the real life-fighting technique.

Within a few breaths, the speed of the energy is several times more than the speed, but it only takes a few breaths and cannot be used continuously.

Never use it until the moment of death!”

The mountain ghost nodded.

He folded the paper in his hand and put it carefully into his close clothes. He heard Chen Qiu say again:
To be continued...