The doors of shops on both sides of the street are closed, and occasionally pedestrians are sick, with a pale complexion and black eyes.

When Xiao Yunfan saw him walking to a courtyard, he heard a painful wailing sound from the main hall. He was in a heavy mood and thought: "This is the case with the people in this large and small villages of hundreds of miles, and every household is wearing mourning clothes. If the plague continues like this, countless innocent people will die because of it.

He suddenly thought, "But in a few days, I didn't see a few beggars. It's really strange. Could it be that this plague is really related to the Beggars' Sect? But isn't the people of the Beggars' Sect seeking death? They rely on begging for food and clothing to make a living, and their parents are gone, so what do they eat and drink? Could it be that they have other plans?

Plague prevails and all industries are in decline. The court seems to be helpless. If this continues, it is afraid that the situation will be turbulent. If the Ming Dynasty is uneasy, then the Tatars in the north will be invaded, and the consequences will be unimaginable. I, Xiao Yunfan, are a citizen of the Ming Dynasty. If I cannot share the worries of the country and solve the problems of the people, what is the use of my ability to learn this?"

At this time, seven female nuns in white came towards him. The first one was an old nun in his sixties, with a whisk in his arms. Among the female nuns, Xiao Yunfan suddenly saw a beautiful and extraordinary face, and his heart couldn't help but jump up wildly. He walked up and shouted, "Qing'er, is it you?" The female nun lowered her head and said, "The donor has recognized the wrong person."

Xiao Yunfan grabbed the nun's arm with both hands and said, "Qing'er, I'm Xiao Yunfan. You don't know me anymore?" At this time, the nun beside him hurriedly pointed at Xiao Yunfan and said, "Hey, let go. If you are rude to my junior sister, don't blame us for being rude."

The old nun frowned with white eyebrows and said, "Donor, please respect yourself." Xiao Yunfan ignored the old nun. He never dreamed that Qing'er, whom he had been thinking about day and night, would become a nun. Xiao Yunfan said with tears in his eyes: "Qing'er, it's not good for me. What did I do wrong? Tell me? Don't deny me."

The nun's cheeks shed two lines of clear tears and choked and said, "Donor, the past is all with the wind. Poor, wise, please respect yourself."

Xiao Yunfan rolled up his sleeves, and the faint traces of teeth on his arm were still there. He slowly said, "Qing'er, have you seen it? I am Xiao Yunfan's brother Xiao, you... you cried, are you aware of me, right? Do you have any hidden secrets? Tell me, I will seek justice for you. Tell me, is someone forcing you? Tell me?"

Feng Miaoqing raised her head, tears flashed on her long eyelashes, and she only heard her say quietly: "Donor, Huixin has a ritual to do, please let go." Xiao Yunfan shook his head and said: "I will let go if you ask me to let go." The nun on the side pulled out his sword and said: "You shameless person is harassing my junior sister, we are going to do it."

Xiao Yunfan turned around and stared at everyone and said, "I'm talking to Qing'er, you'd better go away." The old nun glanced at Xiao Yunfan and said, "Amitabha, donor, Huixin may have had a relationship with you before, but now she has escaped into a monk. Please don't bother with donors."

Xiao Yunfan sneered, "Old nun, you don't let me get entangled, I insist on entangling. What can you do to me?" The old nun held the whisk in the palm of his hand and said, "Since the donor insisted on entangling, the old nun had to take action." Xiao Yunfan snorted coldly, "I want to take Qing'er away today, I want to see which of you dares to stop me?"

The other five female nuns drew their swords and pointed them at Xiao Yunfan. The old nun said, "Huizhong, you go back and let them come." She saw the wind blowing in her sleeves and jumping up. She swayed the whisk in her hand and strands of soft silk attacked Xiao Yunfan.

Xiao Yunfan pulled out the long sword with his backhand and stabbed it straight out. Feng Miaoqing's face turned pale

Bai, she stared at the two of them fighting in a daze. The whisk in the old nun's hand was originally a soft weapon, but the whisk was so powerful that wherever she went, the whisk was dancing like a flower gun by her.

Xiao Yunfan didn't dare to be negligent. He turned his sword and blocked it left and right to resolve the opponent's fierce attack. Old Ni bent his left arm and slapped it out with his right palm. Xiao Yunfan floated to the left, handed out the sword, and stabbed her arm with a curved pool hole. The whisk was twisted into a thread, wrapping his sword like a snake.

Old Ni shouted, "Don't you withdraw your hand?" Xiao Yunfan only felt a strong force coming from the long sword. The more fierce the opponent was, the more aroused the fighting spirit in his heart. His palm suddenly loosened, and his luck was on the hilt of the sword, and the sword body was stalked on its own. Old Ni was shocked and said, "Who is this young man? He actually has such superb internal strength."

The hilt of the sword was constantly twisting, and the force coming from the whisk was actually resolved by him. Old Ni's arm was shocked, and Xiao Yunfan said, "If you don't withdraw your hand, don't blame me for being polite." Old Ni used his left hand to convey his strength to his arm. Before the old force was retreating, new force was born again. At this time, the soft silk of the whisk was wrapped forward like a flower vine, and it was about to wrap around Xiao Yunfan's wrist.

Xiao Yunfan held the hilt of the sword in his right hand and sent it forward. The soft silk on the whisk was not forward, condensed in the middle. The old nun drew a round right arm. Although Xiao Yunfan's arm moved, the other party secretly used tricks, and there was nothing he could do for a moment. Xiao Yunfan thought to himself: "This old nun does have a few tricks. If I am stumped by him, I can't take Qing'er away. No matter what, today, I will fight."

The old Nimei Peak moved and pulled her arm backwards. The force of snatching was very fierce. Xiao Yunfan couldn't help but slide forward. He took a breath, stood still with both feet, and took back again. The sword body could not resist the pulling force of the two, and it was actually broken into three pieces.

Old Ni was quick-witted and his hands were quick. The whisk immediately rolled up a piece and stabbed towards Xiao Yunfan. Xiao Yunfan leaned down and jumped onto the roof. Old Ni waved his sleeves and flew up. Xiao Yunfan threw away the broken sword in his hand and used the black scabbard to compete with the other party.

The nun standing aside asked, "Who is Huixin?" A female nun with a long face beside her curled her lips and said, "You have to ask, you are Huixin's old lover." Feng Miaoqing watched the two fight on the roof, and her hands couldn't help but clenched tightly.

Old Ni's feet soared into the air, and the whisk in his hand turned, and circles of soft silk were covering Xiao Yunfan's head. Xiao Yunfan raised his right hand and the black sword sheath was spinning upwards. His call was: "Stormy waves". The soft silk on the whisk was instantly swept away by his sword energy. Old Ni's body turned, and the whisk was sent out, piercing the spiritual hole behind him.

Xiao Yunfan took a step forward, and his right foot lifted a tiles to strike out into the air. The force of the whisk was powerful, and with a snap, it smashed the tiles into countless flying stones and hit Xiao Yunfan again. Xiao Yunfan's sword sheath in his hand circled in front, shaking the flying stones all. He then jumped up, and the sword sheath in his hand drew three arcs to strike out.

The three arcs were actually invisible and qualitative sword energy, and the three sword energy rushed forward like fierce waves. This move of "turbid wave emptying" was the powerful move in the Blue Sea and Qingtian Sword. It was absolutely necessary. He felt that he would not use it, and the three sword energy was extremely sharp. The old nun also swung the whisk and sent out his internal strength to greet him.

A burst sound came from mid-air, and the whisk in Old Ni's hand immediately cracked open, and strands of soft silk fell down gently. This whisk was the most cherished thing she had in her life and was damaged at this moment. She couldn't help but look surprised, and she was a little distracted. Before she could resist the other party, another sword energy was sent out. With a sneer, her clothes on her shoulders were pierced into a round hole, and blood immediately flowed.

Old Ni reached out and pressed her shoulder. Xiao Yunfan shook his body, and walked around her back, hitting her with one elbow and hitting the other's point. Old Ni squirted out blood and fell from the roof.

Going down, the female nuns were so scared that they were disgraced and hurriedly flew to catch her to prevent her from falling to the ground.

At this time, a white shadow flashed, caught the old nun and placed it aside. Xiao Yunfan put his swordsmanship in his hand and said, "Old senior, I offended you." A group of female nuns hurried over to ask about the master's injuries. The old nun said slowly as if he was calm, "It's not a problem." As she said that, her eyes turned to the man in white.

This man in white is either someone else, or the palace lord Xue Lanyi of Xuannv Palace. Since her trip to Sichuan, she has traveled around and recruited disciples. After hearing about the plague in Jiangnan this time, she led her disciples to Huizhou.

After she rescued Xiao Yunfan that day, she sent Feng Miaoqing to the old nun's temple. The old nun lived in the Lihua Temple at the foot of Huangshan Mountain, with the name Xuanyuan. She and Xue Lanyi were close friends, so she agreed to accept Feng Miaoqing as her disciple. As soon as the plague in Huizhou was prevalent, the old nun led his disciples down the mountain to treat the people. Who would have thought that she would meet Xiao Yunfan?

Xue Lanyi looked at Xiao Yunfan coldly and said, "Xiao Yunfan, Master Xuanyuan is also an elder, it's too unreasonable for you to be so disrespectful." At this time, a group of women in white rolled off their saddles and walked over. One of the round-faced girls saw Xiao Yunfan standing on the roof, was surprised and happy. She cried with tears in her eyes: "Brother Xiao."

Xiao Yunfan flew down from the roof and said to the girl, "Hello, sister Shui." Shui Hanyan was about to come forward to reminisce about the past with Xiao Yunfan, and there was so much to say to him in her heart. However, Xue Lanyi reached out to stop her. Shui Hanyan was stunned, and Jiang Hanyue hurried over and pulled Shui Hanyan's sleeves, signaling her to retreat.

Xiao Yunfan said: "Master Xue Palace, I believe this master is your old friend. Xiao did not intend to harm her. I want someone from her, and everyone was in a state of harmony. So I started to take action."

Xue Lanyi's heart was as clear as a mirror, but she was unwilling to break up the past. She said slowly: "No matter what, you have hurt my close friend. Even if you have been very kind to me in the Xuannv Palace in the past, today I will have to seek justice for my close friend."

Master Xuanyuan said, "Lan Yi, I'm fine. You are a good martial arts master. I'm just blamed on my poor academic skills and I can't blame others. You must not fight him. You are also a master in the world. If this matter is spread, I'm afraid the Xuannv Palace will lose its face."

Xue Lanyi said, "Xuanyuan, you and I have been friends for many years. You know my temper. You will take your disciple away first. I will deal with this person." Xuanyuan sighed and said, "This donor Xiao is entangled with the young disciple. This is my incompetence as a master. How can you let you take action?" In fact, she deliberately protected Xiao Yunfan, for fear that Xiao Yunfan would suffer a loss in Xue Lanyi's hands.

Xiao Yunfan only thought of Feng Miaoqing in his heart at this moment. He said to Master Xuanyuan: "Master, I hope you will forgive me if I offend you. But I must take you away with Qing'er." Shui Hanyan stood aside and looked at the familiar face of the nun in front of him, blurted out: "Sister Feng."

Feng Miaoqing glanced at her and held her palm up on her chest to everyone: "Amitabha, this is all caused by me. Donor Xiao, Pomni has a few words to say to you."

Xiao Yunfan said happily: "Qing'er, you are finally willing to recognize me." Feng Miaoqing walked forward and reached out to stroke his cheek. Xiao Yunfan was extremely excited.

Suddenly, Feng Miaoqing stretched out his finger and pointed it on his Danzhong point. She took a step back and said, "All love will be unpredictable and difficult to last for a long time. She is afraid in life, and her life is in danger of morning dew. Because of love, it is worrying, and because of love, it is fearful. If you are separated from love, there is no worry or fear. Donor Xiao wants to take care of yourself." As she said that, she walked forward without any head.

The nuns of Lihua Temple also said goodbye to Xue Lanyi. Shui Hanyan looked at Feng Miaoqing in a daze and said, "Sister Feng." She looked at the backs of the nuns who were leaving, and then looked at Xiao Yunfan standing in the same place, and felt mixed feelings.
Chapter completed!