Qin Yang was not surprised that Qing Yue had noticed something about last night. This woman's swordsmanship was in line with the way of heaven, and she even had the weird ability to listen to the voice of heaven. In this Feixian she had been running for twenty years

In the palace, almost nothing could be hidden from her.

Of course, it can't be hidden. Qingyue still can't clearly see the Panchang battle between Qin Yang and Xianzhu. At most, he has a vague sense that he can know what the two of them are doing.

What.

It is because of this that Qin Yang said that this ability is like an intuition like a whim, which is weirder than Qin Yang's telepathy that directly points to the human heart.

"The experience last night is indescribable, how do you feel, Palace Master Qingyue?" Qin Yang was unmoved by Qingyue's teasing and asked directly.

He had known about Qingyue's ability a few months ago, and he had already prepared for the leak of last night's incident. In fact, it was quite interesting to be inspired by such a beautiful woman like Qingyue to do such a thing. Qin Yang said yesterday

Part of Wan's interest comes from this.

Although Master Xian was a little uncomfortable with it, he was a little excited to see how her subconscious became tighter. He was also happy to see the results of teasing Qingyue.

Qingyue came to tease him, but she was looking for the wrong person.

Sure enough, facing Qin Yang's rhetorical question, Qingyue, who had always been calm and gentle, felt a little uncomfortable. She changed the subject a little stiffly and said: "Let's not talk about last night. It's August now, and the discussion at Hidden Sword Villa is far away.

The sword competition is not far away, I wonder what Mr. Qin plans to do?"

"What are your plans? Naturally, I have to go and see him for a long time. Qin's injury has recovered, and it's time to go and meet the heroes of the world for a while, so as not to make them too lonely." A sharp look flashed in Qin Yang's eyes.

After recovering from his injuries for more than eight months, Qin Yang seemed to be isolated from the world, drinking tea and playing music all day long, but in fact he had a very good understanding of the outside world.

Let’s not mention what happened in the court for the moment. Without Qin Yang in the arena, a lot of things happened.

The most important point is that the Mohist power under Qin Yang's leadership was dealt a blow.

Outside Jidu, Qin Yang and the master of strings were injured and fled. He has been recovering from his injuries since then, and the Mohist forces also turned to silence. But Qin Yang wanted silence, but his enemies did not think so.

In order to take advantage of Qin Yang's serious injury to eliminate the leader of the Mohist family, his enemies were like mad dogs, chasing after him closely. Several strongholds of the Mohist family were attacked, including the largest stronghold on Jiangnan Road.

Among all the enemies, those who pursued him the most closely and did the most damage to the Mohist family were also members of the Mohist family.

The Mohist forces affiliated with Juzi were originally driven away by Qin Yang's order, but now they have gained power and returned.

The Mo family is the most familiar with the Mo family, and some of the Mo family's strongholds are no secret to them. During this period of time, this group of people has given Qin Yang some surprises.

In contrast, Qin Yang will also give them some surprises in the future.

"Does the palace master want to go too?" Qin Yang said.

"Of course, it's about the opportunity of refining the void, and of course I don't want to give up." Qingyue said with the momentum of winning.

Over the past eight months, Qin Yang has analyzed and given out the secret method to decipher the magically modified version of "The Heavenly Book of Forgetfulness" little by little. Qingyue gained insights into the method and modified it on her own, transforming her foundation into something more specious than before.

Although it is still impossible to completely break away from the influence of Wangqing Taoist, it is possible to completely break away from the shackles of one's own foundation.

In this regard, Qin Yang also had to express this woman's unique insights into the art of swordsmanship. The "Heavenly Book of Forgetfulness", which originally controlled the vitality and harmonized with the heaven and earth, had completely changed its appearance in her hands and became his own.

something.

A month ago, Qingyue drew her sword in the darkness of the night, and the scene of cutting through the suffering in the past with her sword power is still before her eyes.

"When the time comes, I would like to see Mr. Qin's swordsmanship, and I hope Mr. Qin will not hesitate to teach me." Qing Yue said with a strong voice.

"I won't let the palace master down." Qin Yang said with a smile.

Although his purpose in going to the Sword Discussion Conference was to practice his old profession and be a troublemaker, he was also quite interested in the so-called virtual refining opportunity of Hidden Sword Villa.

It would be even better if he could open a few more acupuncture points and gain some more calamity power. Qin Yang, who had exhausted all his calamity power in the past eight months, was looking forward to this.

"That's very good." Qingyue floated away.

"This woman's perception is still so sharp."

The string master wearing a thin shirt quietly appeared behind Qin Yang. Looking at the still warm cup of hot tea opposite, she frowned slightly, "She must have sensed it last night."

"Didn't I tell you this last night?" Qin Yang said with an ambiguous smile, "The experience at that time is still in my mind."

"You!" The string master was furious and knocked Qin Yang's shoulder with his small white fist.

God knows how nervous Master Xian felt when Qin Yang went over to tell Qing Yue that he had sensed it. This tension was reflected in his body, with that powerful contraction, which made Qin Yang really feel like he was about to die.

Then Qin Yang kept reminding the string master, which made the string master particularly sensitive. He was killed and defeated, and in the end he could only cry "surrender".

The small fist used its true strength, but it still didn't hurt Qin Yang when it hit his shoulder. Master Xian could only vent his anger on Qingyue and said: "Sooner or later, let that woman pay the price!"

Just now she sneaked over quietly, just to make Qingyue look embarrassed, but she didn't expect that she would cover it up like this, but she still couldn't escape Qingyue's perception.

"Did you drink the red bean porridge?" Qin Yang took the delicate body behind him into his arms, "I specially used my true energy to keep it warm."

"I can't drink it," Master Xian rolled his eyes, "It's not like you don't know your situation."

Qin Yang has achieved great success in body training, and his whole body has been tempered. Even his blood is like mercury slurry. The quality of something is naturally high. Although Master Xian only tasted it briefly last night, he still feels full.

"I worked so hard." Qin Yang screamed strangely.

"Why don't I spit that stuff out for you to try."

With that said, the string master made a move to kiss Qin Yang, but he didn't want Qin Yang to strike first and seize the two key points, "It's better for me to help you exercise and digest it more."

The golden breeze brings refreshment, and the wind in early autumn is not bleak, but only has a comfortable coolness. In this very suitable season, Qin Yang imitates the golden wind, sending waves of refreshing to the string master.

"It's a pity that there are no maple trees in Feixian Palace, and there is no maple forest here."

"What...are you talking about..." intermittent words sounded.
Chapter completed!