Chapter 137: Long Xiaoyun has become anthropomorphic

The Money Gang people came fast and left fast.

It's just that some people walked out of the manor, and some people walked out of the human world.

"Gu Qing, how could you say Long Xiaoyun's name?"

Li Xunhuan and Lin Shiyin came together. They had heard everything Gu Qing said just now, so when they came out, they were both angry.

If the matter of the *Lianhua Lianhua Baojian* spread, where would Long Xiaoyun have any peaceful days?

"The Jianghu is full of blood and wind, blowing on others, but can't it blow on Long Xiaoyun?"

Gu Qing's gaze was lonely, and his words were plain.

This little brat Long Xiaoyun looked gloomy, and he talked and laughed freely when dealing with Jianghu people, but Long Xiaoyun had never been targeted by Jianghu people. Whether he was truly intelligent or just clever, it still had to be tested by the Jianghu.

"This is too much!"

Lin Shiyin was so angry that tears flowed out. Lin Shiyin had always opposed Long Xiaoyun entering the Jianghu, and Gu Qing was forcing Long Xiaoyun into the Jianghu.

"Don't worry!"

Gu Qing reached out and touched Long Xiaoyun's head, saying, "Uncle will shelter you from the wind and rain."

Don't ask where the wind and rain come from, and don't ask why Uncle's umbrella is like a sieve...

Lin Mazi had just sent away Shangguan Fei, and then brought another guest, dressed in black, holding a long sword. After entering the main hall, he didn't say a word, just started to observe the dead bodies on the ground, observing these wounds.

Long Xiaoyun was targeted by Gu Qing, and at this time didn't dare to step forward, fearing that Jianghu people would be unkind to him.

Li Xunhuan stared at the man in black, his heart moved, and he asked, "Songyang Iron Sword?"

The man in black said, "Exactly Guo Songyang!"

Guo Songyang ranked fourth in the Weapon Manual, and his sword technique was already extremely exquisite. This time he came to Xingyun Manor, not for the heavy treasure, but for Li Xunhuan.

However, at this moment, Guo Songyang looked at the corpses around him, his gaze focused on Gu Qing, and asked, "Using his own way to treat his own body?"

Gu Qing nodded.

Guo Songyang was full of joy and said, "Very good, today I met two suitable opponents!"

The Songyang Iron Sword had been lonely for too long.

"You have already killed people today, and your killing intent has declined. Therefore, I will find Li Xunhuan first."

Guo Songyang glanced at Gu Qing, then focused his target on Li Xunhuan, saying, "I don't know how the Songyang Iron Sword compares to the Little Li Flying Dagger?"

Li Xunhuan was slightly silent and said, "I don't want to know this answer."

Guo Songyang requested a battle sternly.

Li Xunhuan looked back at Lin Shiyin and Long Xiaoyun. His heart was chaotic. Now that the matter of Long Xiaoyun's *Lianhua Lianhua Baojian* had spread, he would have no peace in the Jianghu in the future. If he lost this battle and died...

"Uncle Li, don't worry."

Long Xiaoyun clasped his fists and said, "I won't let Mom be hurt, and we also believe you can win and come back."

Gu Qing's inhumanity forced Long Xiaoyun to become anthropomorphic.

Now Long Xiaoyun only wanted Li Xunhuan's heart to stabilize, so that Li Xunhuan could win and protect his home. After all, the leakage of the *Lianhua Lianhua Baojian* made Long Xiaoyun unsafe.

Li Xunhuan's gaze looked at Gu Qing again.

Gu Qing was quite speechless. In Gu Qing's view, Li Xunhuan and Xiao Feng were the same kind of people, the kind who liked to overestimate their opponents and put pressure on themselves. When they really fought, this pressure was given to the opposite side.

"Don't worry, I will take good care of Shiyin."

Gu Qing gave Li Xunhuan a reassurance.

"..."

Li Xunhuan was speechless instantly. Gu Qing always liked to hold onto the mistakes he made back then.

Guo Songyang saw Li Xunhuan's hesitation and said, "Today we must fight!"

Li Xunhuan tried to decline.

"If we don't fight today, I'm afraid that after becoming friends with you in the future, I won't be able to make a move."

Guo Songyang said.

As a martial artist, there were too few opponents like Li Xunhuan.

Thus, Li Xunhuan had to accept the battle.

The decisive battle between Guo Songyang and Li Xunhuan was in the maple forest in late autumn.

The autumn colors were thick, and the red leaves were like rain. Guo Songyang suddenly drew his sword, threw the scabbard at Gu Qing, and then the sword Qi rolled, attacking Li Xunhuan.

Li Xunhuan held the flying dagger, but only dodged.

The battle between the two was very similar to Chu Liuxiang facing the number one sword master in the world, Xue Yiren, back then. One attacked, one dodged. It was just that Li Xunhuan's lightness skill was ultimately not as good as Chu Xiangshuai's. Under Guo Songyang's sword moves, Li Xunhuan finally entered a dead end.

"*Clang! *"

Guo Songyang passed by with a sword, cutting off Li Xunhuan's flying dagger.

Li Xunhuan looked at the flying dagger in his hand and slowly lowered his hand.

"I lost."

Guo Songyang said dejectedly, "I originally thought I would never say this sentence even if I died, but now that I say it, I feel very happy, very happy, very happy..."

Guo Songyang said "very happy" three times.

Because he was spared three times by Li Xunhuan.

Lin Shiyin and Long Xiaoyun were both watching from the side. At this time, seeing Guo Songyang cut off Li Xunhuan's flying dagger and instead admit he lost, they were both surprised. They couldn't see the doorways in these martial arts competitions.

Guo Songyang said three sentences, then pointed his long sword at Gu Qing and said, "Gu Qing, you killed people, I lost the battle, both of us have lost our sharpness. Let's have a fight!"

After Guo Songyang arrived outside Xingyun Manor, he also heard about Gu Qing attacking Li Xunhuan yesterday. Now Guo Songyang was spared by Li Xunhuan, convinced, and was ready to find trouble with Gu Qing.

Long Xiaoyun turned his face and looked at Gu Qing quietly, seeing Guo Songyang's scabbard spinning in Gu Qing's two fingers, like a windmill, and then with a flick, the scabbard returned suddenly, *clang* into the scabbard, making Guo Songyang restrain the sharpness on his sword.

"Let's fight another day."

Gu Qing said indifferently.

"My physical strength hasn't been lost much today..."

Guo Songyang was speaking when his gaze saw that there were scratches on the scabbard, like sword paths. Li Xunhuan naturally could taste that these nine sword paths were all aimed at Guo Songyang's sword moves.

"I never thought that my sword moves could be broken so simply and clearly. For the past few days, I have been thinking hard, thinking about how to deal with such sword moves. The more I think, the more my head hurts."

Guo Songyang smiled bitterly and said, "Perhaps only by forgetting the moves can I face Gu Qing's moves."

Li Xunhuan's fingertips slid across the scabbard and said, "No moves, no sword, is the ultimate realm of martial arts. Guo brother might be able to peek into the ultimate realm of the sword path by relying on these."

"Not bad."

Gu Qing's voice came, saying, "People should consciously suffer a little."

Gu Qing spoke like Weiwei. After saying a sentence, he had already flashed over, sat on the chair by himself, and participated in the wine party. To avoid Li Xunhuan asking about Long Xiaoyun, he blocked Li Xunhuan first and said, "Just like Li Li Tanhua, living a good life but not living it, insisting on giving Lin Shiyin and the manor to Long Xiaoyun, and running to the outside of the pass to suffer, only then did he infuse spirit into his flying dagger."

Bringing up old matters, Li Xunhuan didn't swallow a mouthful of wine and coughed directly.

Guo Songyang saw Gu Qing and felt he couldn't drink wine anymore.

"There is one thing I want to ask for your help."

Li Xunhuan looked at Guo Songyang. He wanted Guo Songyang to go to A-Fei's front, identify Lin Xian'er, and let A-Fei and Lin Xian'er separate.

"Good!"

Guo Songyang agreed readily.

"But A-Fei and Lin Xian'er have already left."

Gu Qing opened his mouth and said, "When I arrived here, I just happened to meet the two of them packing up and leaving."

Li Xunhuan heard this, and immediately went to Lin Xian'er's wooden house with Guo Songyang. Naturally, there was no one here.

Li Xunhuan had a secret passage under Lin Xian'er's bed. Following the secret passage, he arrived at a house. In that house sat a little girl named Lin Lingling, holding a battle letter in her hand.

A battle letter from Shangguan Jin Hong to Li Xunhuan.

The first day of the tenth month, a battle between the two sides.

Li Xunhuan's heart was immediately pulled together. He had no confidence in the battle with Shangguan Jin Hong. And if he died, there were still many things that could not be completed.

"Is it true that as long as someone writes a battle letter, you people must accept the battle?"

Gu Qing looked at the battle letter and asked Li Xunhuan.

Li Xunhuan nodded and said, "As a Jianghu person... and the Little Li Flying Dagger has fought three hundred battles in the Jianghu..."

Li Xunhuan originally wanted to say that he had never retreated in three hundred battles in the Jianghu, but immediately thought of Guo Songyang's decisive battle, and didn't finish the words.

Gu Qing smiled.