Chapter 81: Lingxi Finger!

Lu Xiaofeng was able to get involved in this matter because of Hua Manlou, and Hua Manlou got involved in this matter because of Shangguan Feiyan.

However, in the Jin Peng Dynasty, the one who accompanied them was Shangguan Danfeng. Later, when Lu Xiaofeng went to invite Ximen Chuixue, outside the Ten Thousand Plum Villa, Hua Manlou heard Shangguan Feiyan's singing, but when he reached the spot, there was only the corpse of Dugu Fang, and Shangguan Feiyan had vanished without a trace.

Hua Manlou had always been worried about Shangguan Feiyan's safety, and at this moment, he heard Shangguan Feiyan's name again here at Gu Qing's place.

"How is Shangguan Feiyan?"

Hua Manlou asked urgently.

Ever since he "rescued" Shangguan Feiyan, Hua Manlou had developed special feelings for her.

Huo Tianqing watched Hua Manlou's worry and chuckled inwardly; Shangguan Feiyan had truly wrapped Hua Manlou around her finger.

Also chuckling in the scene was Shangguan Feiyan, who was lurking in the pond. However, at this very moment, she had disguised herself as Shangguan Danfeng, and hearing Hua Manlou's deep concern, she was naturally pleased.

"How could she be?"

Gu Qing asked in return.

Hearing this, Hua Manlou sensed from Gu Qing's tone that Shangguan Feiyan was unharmed, and the urgency that had just risen in his heart gradually faded... He was originally a very indifferent person, but Shangguan Feiyan could always stir his heart and mind.

"I don't know how she could be, either."

Hua Manlou said calmly: "As long as she is safe and sound, that is enough."

Everything Hua Manlou said came from the bottom of his heart.

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes flickered, and he asked Gu Qing: "Then what does Shangguan Feiyan look like?"

Lu Xiaofeng had never seen Shangguan Feiyan's true face. He was very curious about this woman who could make Hua Manlou so anxious and worried, and he also felt that the role Shangguan Feiyan had been playing recently was too mysterious.

Gu Qing's gaze narrowed slightly, and he asked: "Are you sincerely asking me?"

"Of course!"

Lu Xiaofeng said. Regarding Gu Qing's background, Lu Xiaofeng had once asked "Da Tong Da Zhi." Even those monsters who were well-informed could not be sure of Gu Qing's origins, but "Da Tong Da Zhi" was certain that as long as someone asked sincerely, Gu Qing would likely fulfill it.

Lu Xiaofeng had also thought about pulling Gu Qing into the Jin Peng Dynasty affair, but because he couldn't be sure if Gu Qing was righteous or evil, and the two sides had no connection, Lu Xiaofeng had followed his own path to do things.

Today, with the two sides meeting, Lu Xiaofeng also wanted to get to know Gu Qing.

"Shangguan Feiyan is, of course, a beauty."

Gu Qing replied.

Hearing this general answer, Lu Xiaofeng immediately pressed: "Can you be more detailed?"

Lu Xiaofeng knew far too many beauties.

"No!"

Gu Qing said decisively: "I am not a man who peddles lewdness and sells charm!"

Peddle! Lewdness! Sell! Charm!

These four words from Gu Qing were like a heavy thunderclap, striking the depths of Hua Manlou's and Huo Tianqing's hearts, and also making Shangguan Feiyan, who was hiding in the water, feel a headache.

How can you just say everything out loud?

The hand Hua Manlou used to hold his wine cup trembled slightly.

Huo Tianqing's fists were already tightly clenched. The banquet was surrounded by lotus ponds, clear as a mirror. A breeze blew, the lotus leaves swayed gently, and a picture formed in Huo Tianqing's mind.

Green green green green green

Green Huo Tianqing green

Green green green green green

He was the greenest of them all.

Lu Xiaofeng glanced slightly at Hua Manlou, then very sensibly shut his mouth.

He had asked Gu Qing to be more detailed to describe her appearance; who wanted Gu Qing to describe the woman's body... This made Lu Xiaofeng feel that he had become several degrees more lecherous for no reason.

Gu Qing silently observed the expressions of the people around him, especially lingering a few extra times on the faces of Hua Manlou and Huo Tianqing. As for Su Shaoqing and Ma Xingkong nearby, these two were purely there to make up the numbers and had no idea what was happening.

"How did Shangguan Feiyan tell you to make money here?"

Huo Tianqing's voice was cold as he demanded of Gu Qing; he was preparing to find fault with him.

"Let's set aside the money-making for now."

Gu Qing watched Huo Tianqing's anger surging and chuckled inwardly. He set Huo Tianqing aside first, looked at Lu Xiaofeng, and said: "Be careful!"

Careful of what?

Just as Lu Xiaofeng was surprised, he saw a long sword suddenly flash from the wine table. The sword Qi was chilling and swift, with almost no sign of being unleashed. In that instant, it sealed all the vital acupoints around Lu Xiaofeng's body. In a split second, it gave Lu Xiaofeng a suffocating feeling that reaching out was death, and not reaching out was also death!

Su Shaoqing nearby, whose real name was Su Shaoying, had practiced Mount Emei's internal Qi methods for years and trained in Mount Emei's sword moves. He felt his swordsmanship was accomplished, but now, just watching Gu Qing's sword moves gave him, a bystander, a shadow of being unable to draw his own sword.

But how could Lu Xiaofeng just sit and wait for death?

At this moment, Lu Xiaofeng had almost no psychological reaction; it was entirely a natural reaction formed by his body through thousands of exercises. Just at this critical moment, only a "Clang!" was heard, and Lu Xiaofeng's two fingers clamped onto Gu Qing's sword.

Indescribably clever! Indescribably swift!

In this instant, Lu Xiaofeng felt a sense of relief, moving from death to life, and from life beyond death.

Huo Tianqing nearby also momentarily forgot about the "green hat" matter, staring blankly at the clash before him. He couldn't describe Gu Qing's sword moves, nor could he describe Lu Xiaofeng's Lingxi Finger. It was clearly a contest between Gu Qing and Lu Xiaofeng, yet it made Huo Tianqing break out in a cold sweat.

What a domineering sword! What precise fingers!

"Not bad."

Gu Qing showed no signs of frustration. He directly released the sword in his hand and said: "I only used thirty percent of my strength in that strike. Being able to catch this move, you can already be considered a rare talent among the younger generation."

Hua Manlou nearby was speechless upon hearing these words... Should Lu Xiaofeng say thank you to you?

Lu Xiaofeng could tell that Gu Qing was trying to save face for him, but he also felt that Gu Qing indeed hadn't used his full strength, and he had even warned him before attacking. Otherwise, if that sword had truly pierced through, it would be hard to say.

"What if I hadn't caught it?"

Lu Xiaofeng asked with dissatisfaction while exhaling in relief.

Because his unique skill was the Lingxi Finger, swordsmen all over the world wanted to test their swords against him. Today's move was also something he was used to, as he was often ambushed, but walking through the gates of life and death really didn't leave one in a good mood.

"If you couldn't catch it, then you wouldn't be Lu Xiaofeng."

Hearing this kind of dialogue, Gu Qing felt it was a classic Gu Long-style exchange and replied without hesitation.

If you can't catch it, you die!

And dead people have no names!

"Your sword is not bad!"

A figure in white as snow suddenly stood on the nine-curved railing. He had a sword hanging at his waist.

Pitch black, solemn and murderous.

This was Ximen Chuixue.

His gaze crossed over the crowd, staring at the calm and composed Gu Qing, and he shouted: "Draw your sword!"

Gu Qing's gaze also met Ximen Chuixue's.

After Yang Guo ascended the throne, Gu Qing had been traveling and sightseeing, dispelling his murderous aura, and he had become much more indifferent. Only then did he make friends with the Divine Eagle, and in the tempering of sparring with the Divine Eagle, whether it was the internal energy cultivated in the waves or the sword art that seemed to be Dugu Qiubai's, Gu Qing had mastered them all.

The sword he used just now was the Sword Demon's sword art.

It was this kind of sword art that attracted Ximen Chuixue's attention.

Gu Qing picked up the sword in his hand, walked out of the pavilion calmly, pointed his long sword at Ximen Chuixue from afar, and waited quietly for Ximen Chuixue to attack.

At this moment, Ximen Chuixue felt the sword intent from Gu Qing's body. Without any hesitation, the long sword at his waist erupted. Cold, sharp, this was a sword that killed; once drawn, it must see blood!

At this moment, the hand Gu Qing used to hold the sword suddenly relaxed. The long sword that should have been parrying hung toward the ground, while that cold, biting sword light had already reached Gu Qing's eyes!

"Clang!"

Gu Qing's left hand's two fingers clamped onto the long sword Ximen Chuixue had thrust!

Lingxi Finger!

"How do you know this?"

Lu Xiaofeng exclaimed.

He had only ever taught the secret of this to Hua Manlou!

"Because I know the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth!"

Gu Qing said calmly.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 82 =====