Like an eagle catching a chicken, Yingluo dragged Liang Xiaoqiu down the deer platform and left through the east gate in full view of everyone.
Lu Qingye and Hua Yuchuan couldn't figure out the situation and hurriedly chased them out.
"Let's go take a pee!" The duel was over, and there was still some time before the battle was over. The people watching upstairs were calling their friends and going to the toilet.
Outside the east gate, Yingluo pushed Liang Xiaoqiu forward, causing the young man to stagger and look extremely embarrassed.
Liang Xiaoqiu did not dare to lose his temper, but felt aggrieved, helpless, and almost cried.
Yingluo was furious and snorted when Liang Xiaoqiu's eyes hit her. She turned around and saw Lu Qingye and Hua Yuchuan chasing after her, and snorted again.
Lu Qingye walked directly to Liang Xiaoqiu, deliberately raised his voice, and asked: "Xiaoqiu, did she hit you?"
Hua Yuchuan stood next to Yingluo and whispered: "Senior sister, you, what's wrong with you?"
"Don't worry about it." Yingluo's tone was unquestionable. She turned to stare at Liang Xiaoqiu and asked, "Tell me! Who taught you that trick just now?"
Lu Qingye's scalp went numb, and he mustered up the courage to speak up for his disciple, "Hey, I mean, Master Nephew Yingluo, Xiaoqiu is my disciple. If you train like this, don't you consider saving some face for me?"
Yingluo said angrily: "Tell me! Who taught you this!"
Hua Yuchuan was frightened by Yingluo's suddenly serious tone and trembled violently. She knew that the senior sister was really angry, but she didn't know what happened. She thought: Senior sister asked Junior Brother Xiaoqiu like that because she thought that Junior Brother Xiaoqiu was secretly learning from us.
Sword moves, but the sword strike just now was not from our sect.
Lu Qingye noticed the murderous aura surrounding him, bumped his disciple with his elbow, and whispered: "Speak quickly."
Liang Xiaoqiu was trembling and said truthfully: "I, I don't know. At that time, I just wanted to seize the opportunity to win the duel. That move came naturally."
"Senior nephew Yingluo, although I have never seen that move, it is indeed a sword move from the sword pavilion. Why do you ask this?" Lu Qingye naturally took cover.
Yingluo glanced at her, "I didn't ask you, why did you interrupt me?"
"Reverse!" Lu Qingye put his hands on his hips and said dissatisfiedly, "I mean, nephew Yingluo, I am yours after all..."
"I'll ask you again, who taught you that move?" Yingluo stared at Liang Xiaoqiu with a fierce aura.
Liang Xiaoqiu said: "No one taught me, I just did it out of desperation."
"Hahaha, hahaha..." Yingluo suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, laughing so wildly that she had no joy, anger or joy. In short, it was very scary.
Lu Qingye swallowed his throat and said: "Xiao Tantou, is your senior sister crazy?"
Hua Yuchuan didn't dare to speak out, so he shook his head vigorously.
"Cui Cui, let's go." Yingluo's laughter stopped abruptly, she whispered and walked away.
Lu Qingye nodded, exhaled, raised his head suddenly, and shouted: "Hey, aren't you going to watch the next game? The two groups of Xuanzhou are going to fight to the death in the knockout round!"
"Don't look back." Yingluo turned her head slightly and whispered. She turned around and saw a woman walking towards her, holding a knife in her right hand. Her skin was very dark, and her face was full of murderous aura, as if she was rushing to take revenge.
When the two passed by each other, Hua Yuchuan was aroused by the aura generated by the meeting of masters. He shook his body and whispered: "Senior sister, that person is so dark."
Yingluo thought to herself that she was not half as bad as you, and she had the nerve to tell others, so she smiled and said, "It's nice to meet someone of the same kind, isn't it?"
Hua Yuchuan chuckled and said, "No, I just think the senior sister is very white and she is very dark."
Near the east gate, Lu Qingye, who was confused, said dissatisfiedly: "This is unreasonable! Xiaoqiu, tell me, is the teacher her elder?"
Liang Xiaoqiu said innocently: "Yes."
Lu Qingye asked again: "Did she do the right thing just now?"
Liang Xiaoqiu turned her face away, "I dare not say."
Lu Qingye said anxiously: "She's gone, are you still afraid? Say it quickly!"
Liang Xiaoqiu wondered: "Looking back, you will say: Oh, this is what Xiaoqiu said, and it has nothing to do with me."
After being criticized by his disciple, Lu Qingye clicked his tongue and said, "Look at you, it's because of you that they are so presumptuous!"
"Deserved it."
Lu Qingye heard a woman say this.
"It's just for no reason, it shouldn't be." Lu Qingye thought, thinking it was an auditory hallucination.
But the woman holding the knife in her right hand did walk past him.
"Hey, girl, please stay." Although Lu Qingye was not sure, he was unwilling to give in and called out to the woman walking in front, "Were you talking just now?"
The woman holding the knife turned a deaf ear and continued walking.
Lu Qingye looked at Liang Xiaoqiu. He really couldn't lose face and raised his voice: "Girl, you and I are strangers, why do you say hurtful words?"
"So what if you hurt someone?" The woman holding the knife suddenly stopped and looked murderous.
"Ahem." Lu Qingye coughed, swallowed, watched the woman holding the knife walk to the east gate, turned to his disciple, "What's going on?"
Liang Xiaoqiu said sadly: "I don't know."
The woman holding the sword is named Changsun Taiqiong, her sword is called Zhanya, and her sword moves are also called Zhanya.
This time she came here because she wanted to see the performance of her little brother Momotokoro.
Momotokoro was standing on the Sacred Deer Platform at this time, feeling very weak when facing the Beijing people who had once used their poems to scare away the Sima from Lao Gu Yin Shan.
"Provoke!" Momoxiao suddenly leaned forward to scare the Beijing people.
People in Beijing stood tall and indifferent.
"Provoke! Provoke!" Momokoro tried repeatedly, holding the handle of the knife tightly with his left hand.
On March 30th, Sima Zhong's Shuanglao was swept away by a long whip in the hands of a Beijinger.
Upstairs in the Beiguan, Ichiro and Erlang were discouraged first. Ichiro shook his head and sighed, "It's over. He doesn't even dare to draw the sword. If I had known this, I would have praised him a few times."
Erlang said sadly: "It's useless to praise him. I shouldn't have made the bet in the first place. If I lose, I'll let him wash the clothes for a month."
"Third little brother, chop him, oh!" Yi Wuxin was anxious when he saw it, scratching his head and head, wishing he could go up there himself!
Ruan Shengyi sighed sincerely: "Brother Beijing has such a strong aura."
Hua Wushuang smiled and said: "I really can't tell it usually. He won't scare away two people in succession, right?"
Li Qi said calmly: "Xiao Lang really wants to win and will never retreat."
"Ah!" Just as Li Ji said, Momo Xiaolang shouted loudly and suddenly made a move.
"Okay! The fart came out!" someone shouted from the viewing room.
"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!" Momokoro kept yelling as always, slashing with his sword without leaving any room!
The people of Beijing were on the defensive, with a calm attitude, their long whips dancing like snakes, and their plans were measured and leak-proof.
Linghu Yunzhen crossed his arms and smiled lightly, "This guy is better than Xiao Waizui in every aspect, how can he be willing to be the youngest?"
Shi Qi said: "His whipping technique has the shadow of Yuanyuan."
Linghu Yunzhen said: "Who is Far Far Away?"
Shi Qi said: "Master Nian, there are snake-shaped Qi lines on his face."
Linghu Yunzhen said: "Is that guy the apprentice of Yuan Yuan?"
Shi Qi shook her head, "Probably not."
Linghu Yunzhen asked: "Why?"
Shi Qi said: "You are only twenty-two years old."
"Ah?" Linghu Yun was really unwilling to give in, "You will be ranked number one in the world at the age of twenty-two?"
Shi Qi smiled and said: "Lanyu defeated Xiao Duoyu, the best swordsman in the world, at the age of nineteen."
"The more you talk, the more outrageous it becomes." Linghu Yunzhen spread his hands, "Let's look back at these people who are not as good as me now."