Chapter 62 Little White Face, are you here to find fault!
While Qingyu thought about it, he looked towards the door, and Yingxuan and Yue Gutian also looked over.
However, the three of them had different expressions in their eyes. Qingyu was cautious, Yingxuan was curious, and Yue Gutian was worried.
Yuesheng swept into the lobby and saw Qingyu and Yingxuan. He was not very surprised. He had also seen Qingyu and Yingxuan heading towards Yue Mansion before.
However, there are many internal experts in the caravan, so he chose to rob and kill the caravan and his group. Well, there is only this reason, and there is absolutely no other reason.
He walked into the lobby and found a seat to walk around, revealing the Feixue Ling who was like a sense of no presence behind him.
"Xue'er!"
Seeing Fei Xueling, Qingyu was stunned at first, then stood up excitedly and shouted, almost knocking over the chair under the seat.
Yue Gutian shook, and the wine glass held in his right hand suddenly spilled out half of the wine, with a trace of fear and fear in his eyes.
What happened in the Xiao family before is still deeply imprinted in his mind.
Especially the terrifying pink figure.
A trace of undissipated haze appeared in his heart.
Did you go to the Xiao family for giving birth? Or did this thing come to your door by yourself?
As for Ying Xuan, she pursed her mouth, looked at her cousin and Fei Xueling with dissatisfaction, and poured wine into her mouth with big mouthfuls.
However, Fei Xueling's reaction was beyond Qingyu and Yue Gutian's expectations. She just followed Yuesheng quietly and silently, as if she had not heard Qingyu's shouting.
"Xue'er, what are you? Why don't you talk?" Qingyu frowned and walked to Fei Xueling, looking straight at Fei Xueling's somewhat dull pupils.
"Ahem, baby, you took Xue'er back. Thank you so much for your hard work!"
Yue Gutian coughed twice, saying nonsense that he didn't believe.
Yuesheng was stunned, and he was unclear about Yue Gutian's words.
However, he still answered according to Yue Gutian's words: "It's not hard, Dad, are these two...huh?"
Suddenly, Yuesheng felt a little cold behind him, and there seemed to be a murderous intent approaching him.
His eyes narrowed into a thin slit, looked behind him, and instantly saw Qingyu, whose face was extremely gloomy.
He was holding his sword!
Yue Gutian also found something wrong, stood up, looked serious and said in a low tone:
"Young Master Qingyu, if you have any inconvenient hospitality, you can tell me, why do you have to use the sword??"
Qingyu raised his eyelids slightly, and a sharp cold light ejaculated in his eyes, which made Yuegu feel painful.
"Master Yue Gang, have you said before that Xueer went to her relative's house to avoid the cold? Zheng!"
Qingyu said coldly, the sword in his hand was unsheathed for an inch, making the cold air rushing.
"I did say this..."
"Then why did Xue'er appear here now?" Qing Yu interrupted Yue Gutian's words, and the sword in his hand was unsheathed again.
"Young Master Qingyu, this is our family matter, I don't need to explain it to you!"
Yue Gutian has been the leader of the gang for so many years, and naturally he also has the majesty of a superior, and he is not afraid of the momentum that Qing Yu has pressed him.
"Of course there is no need to explain your family affairs to me, but why has Xueer become like this now? Don't tell me that you did nothing!"
One third of the three-foot green edge on Qingyu's waist was exposed, and a trace of sword energy leaked from the sword blade, making the originally warm lobby a little cold.
"Senior brother, what are you?"
Even with Yingxuan's slowness, she could see that something seemed wrong. She had never seen a senior brother like this before, which made her feel a little panicked.
"Swish! Dad, this little guy is here to ruin the situation!"
Yuesheng stood up suddenly, the white stone slab under his feet shattered inch by inch, and his white teeth were exposed.
"If you want to find fault, just find fault! You have to find so many reasons, you are a little boy. I wanted to beat you up when I was in the restaurant before!"
Yue Sheng smiled and grabbed Qingyu's arms with one hand.
"Xue'er, don't worry, I will definitely take you back to the Thousand Sword Sect. With your shadow-dividing sword body, Master will definitely cure you."
Looking at the dull Fei Xueling, Qingyu murmured, as if he had no concern about Yuesheng's arrival.
Zheng!
One-third of Qingyu's long sword, which had been unsheathed on his waist, suddenly unsheathed it, drew a white line in the air, shooting towards Yuesheng like a sharp arrow.
The sword shadows were everywhere in the lobby, with sword energy scattered everywhere, and several tables and benches instantly split into pieces. Smooth and flat sword marks appeared on the walls, ground, and ceiling, several inches deep.
Facing the sword shadow, Yue Gutian just let out a muffled groan and was knocked out of the wall behind him, smashing a big hole, while Ying Xuan on the other side was not affected at all.
"Ahem, sure enough, I'm still so powerless when facing the master of marrow qi generation! I don't know if giving birth is OK..."
Yue Gutian spit out a mouthful of blood and sprayed it on the snow, looking at Yuesheng with some concern. Although he knew that Yuesheng was far better than him now, he didn't know what level he had reached.
After all, Qingyu is a proud disciple of the Sixth Elder of Thousand Sword Sect, and is a well-known person in the world.
Swish swish swish swish!
I saw Yuesheng's clothes being torn to pieces in the cold light and sword shadows, flying all over the sky.
Yuesheng's fist and sword shadow made a sound like a metal collision. A series of terrifying blood marks gradually appeared on Yuesheng's strong body, more and more, and looked extremely ferocious.
However, Yuesheng not only did not feel the pain, but the blood marks and pain stimulated his nerves and made him gradually excited.
Qing Yu knocked Yue Gutian away without any impact on him. He was never a person who would be influenced by others, no matter who this person was!
"It has been...it's been a long time since I met such an opponent, and I can make me feel excited!"
Yuesheng lowered his head, slowly approaching Qingyu step by step with the sword shadow, and a low roar like a wild beast came out of his mouth, and the smell of blood on his body became more and more intense.
Qingyu frowned and looked at Yuesheng approaching him, and inexplicably felt that he was facing a strange person.
Which internal expert is so powerful?
However, even so, the long sword in his hand did not stop, but instead used the Thousand Swords to the extreme, and even the place where Ying Xuan stood was affected.
This is already the greatest limit he can grasp, and he will be unable to control it if he continues.
There was blood in Yuesheng's eyes, and blood from his forehead flowed into his eyes, nostrils and mouth, salty, making him unable to help licking his mouth and revealing a grim smile.
When he was less than ten meters away from Qingyu, he suddenly stepped on a small pit under his feet, jumped up in the air, and his eyes were fierce.