Chang Jianbo said respectfully: "Teacher is righteous, and my younger brother is too indecisive. But we heard news along the way that the Five Elements Flag of the Ming Cult has also arrived. In addition, the people of the Tianying Cult we just met again."
This was said euphemistically, but the meaning was very clear. It is not the same as rushing to die while knowing a large force, and dying while resisting the enemy. It was just because of face that I couldn't say it directly.
Lu He said instead: "Senior brother, I have been in Jiangnan for a long time, so I know a little bit about it. Although the Sky Eagle Sect is a branch of the Ming Sect, it has always been at odds with the Five Elements Banner. Ninety-nine percent of the two parties will not help the other.
"In the final analysis, disunity is the biggest problem of Mingjiao, and fragmentation is not a lie.
When Ji Aqiao heard this, he suddenly said with emotion: "Back then, the thirty-second generation leader of the Ming Sect, Yi Zhenfeng, led the best men of the sect to guard Xiangyang City with Guo Daxia and Huang Nuxia, and killed more than 30 Yuan soldiers and generals, and finally died.
He died standing up with hundreds of arrow feathers in his body, what a heroic man. I don’t want the unscrupulous disciples to be torn apart today after having committed many injustices. It is really an insult to our ancestors.”
But just when she finished saying the words "ancestors", she suddenly heard gusts of wind, accompanied by a female voice calling for help. It was a quiet night, and it sounded particularly frightening. Several people immediately became nervous and each raised their weapons to defend themselves.
They all thought: "Could it be that someone from the six sects has arrived again?"
But this time they obviously guessed wrong, but they saw a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old in Jingchai's sarong running desperately. Under the firelight, she could vaguely see that her face was dark, the skin on her face was swollen and bumpy, and she was extremely ugly.
, followed by a monk with strange movements, who appeared and disappeared. If he wanted to arrest someone, he would have taken action a long time ago, but for some reason it was like a cat catching a mouse. He even shouted: "Girl, I won't harm you.
If you run away again, I might really catch you in a cloth bag."
I was already very angry when I saw this man bullying a weak woman with his martial arts skills. Just as he was about to help, Lady Ji, who had been quiet all of a sudden, heard this man's voice and immediately ran towards that figure, shouting sternly: "Evil
Monk, give me back my daughter."
Ah Qiao saw that even her curtains had been killed by the north wind due to galloping, leaving only half a mask on her face. She turned pale with horror and thought to herself: "My aunt's identity cannot be revealed at this time. Besides, she can't beat that person."
." But Mrs. Ji used Qing Kung as if she didn't care about her life, and drove several miles away, as if she was going to fight with all her strength. She quickly followed, and shouted: "I can't tell you, today it's your turn to pay back my family's great vengeance."
It turned out that this monk was one of the Five Disciples of Mingjiao. He glanced at the two women in surprise, wondering when he had such an enemy. But he was also a famous man of the generation, so he could see this middle-aged woman.
The girl was serious. As expected, Aqiao had already caught up with Mrs. Ji, blocking her in front of her and moving across the air. Her figure was several times faster than it was during the day. She was so erratic, agile and unpredictable, shouting
He had no place to hide, and he didn't even use a sword. He just turned his hands into claws, hooked up and down in front of his eyes, turned left and right, and did seven or eight tricks. Suddenly, he stretched out his right hand and pointed five fingers straight at it.
After inserting it into his head, Aqiao was righteous and not evil after all. He turned to one side and scratched out five bloody holes on his left shoulder, with bones visible. After all, it was a mission that had made him famous for decades, so he immediately used Mingjiao.
He tried to block with his martial arts, but he was already so seriously injured, so he was no match for this young girl. In just ten seconds, he was defeated by her "Light Luo Small Fan". He was on the ground, and there was no room for resistance.
Her move shocked everyone. What Chang Jianbo was thinking was: "So she didn't show any real martial arts all the way, but who is this family? How come I've never seen it before?"
Jingxuan and others thought: "Wudang is indeed full of talented people. A girl has such attainments. Could it be that Zhang Zhenren is a close disciple who was recruited before old age." At the same time, she and Ding Minjun also felt that this Madam Ji was very familiar, and they seemed to have known a lot of people.
Years ago, when she suddenly saw her niece using such methods, she became frightened and did not dare to ask further questions.
Ah Qiao couldn't control what they thought. She just looked at Mrs. Ji and said, "Auntie, this person has a grudge against you. Ah Qiao will not be lenient. How to deal with it, please tell me."
All kinds of memories came to Mrs. Ji's mind, and her daughter's sweet voice seemed to still be in her ears. She was in so much pain that she stopped talking and cried loudly.
Ah Qiao was shocked. He didn't care about life and death, so he rushed to chase, but heard Chang Jianbo say: "Miss Ah Qiao, I feel that many things have to be explained clearly. The matter is very important, so please come over and talk."
"You are from the Emei sect and the Wudang sect now, shouldn't you have an explanation for us?"
Now that the matter has come to this, Ah Qiao doesn't want to hide it any more and avoids others. She just calls out: "Brother Jianbo, how are my father and how are you these past few years?"
It turns out that this girl is Yu Lianzhou's only daughter, Aqiao, who has been missing for eleven years.
Chang Jianbo's heart was shaking violently, and it took him two steps to steady himself. He stared hard at the features and figure of the girl in front of him. Her eyes were rippled in the autumn water, her eyebrows were darkened in the distant mountains, and she was six feet tall and handsome. The strange feeling along the way seemed like
He had the answer, but when he thought of the master's hardships for more than ten years, he hated Fanshuang's temples and wandered alone at the beginning of Luoduan, he was so afraid of making a little mistake deep in his heart. What pain could there be compared to giving people hope but ending up with something wrong?
Is it something worse than a failure?
Ah Qiao is such a smart person. He said calmly: "My first name is Ling Bo and my nickname is Ah Qiao. They were given by Grand Master. When I was a child, I was the most naughty. I scared Senior Brother Song to the point of fever and even hugged Uncle Qi.
I cried and forced you to wear boy's clothes. Later, when I went down the mountain with my mother, I was arrested by Yang Xiao and never came back." She paused and then said: "Junior Brother Lu was originally called Lu Liang.
, his name was also changed by Grand Master."
These are the secrets of Wudang Mountain. No one else can know about Aqiao who was not born there. Chang Jianbo had no doubt at this time. In a moment of sadness and joy, he hugged her regardless of the defense of men and women.
Then someone pushed her and complained: "Where have you been all these years? Do you know how much we, especially Master, care about you? Why don't you come back?"
At the end of the story, the seven-foot-tall man actually choked up for a moment or two, which showed that he was extremely excited.
Chang Jianbo was Yu Lianzhou's eldest disciple. He became his disciple at the age of five. He and Aqiao were truly brothers and sisters, and even Song Qingshu couldn't compare to them. This time his emotions were leaked, it really made other people laugh when they saw it.
This "Wudang Xiaoxinling" was full of joy and anger, but Aqiao had changed a lot in these years, and he even said: "Brother, he is still the same, he just likes to teach me, you haven't answered me yet, I
How can I answer so many of your questions? Where do I start talking about the eleven or twelve years?" At the end of the sentence, there was a hint of sigh.