Chapter 671 Girl, you don’t want to see it either...
Three days later.
In the evening, there is a mountain behind Wushuang City.
Hey.
Hey.
The flying eagles sing, above the blue clouds, there is one layer of heaven and one layer of sun.
With the whistling wind, the swooping ugly eagle turned over and flapped its wings, stirring up gravel on the ground. Its claws, which were stronger than steel, dug white marks more than a foot long on the ground, and finally stopped.
Wow!
It raised its head slightly, its dark bird eyes shining brightly. It looked proudly at its master, who had not beaten it for several days, and dropped the Wushuang Yin Sword held in its beak.
Snap.
Chu Pingsheng caught the Wushuang Yin Sword, and took out the Wushuang Yang Sword in his hand. Looking at the two paired swords, he felt a lot, the love in the city... was actually left by Guan Yu.
Wow, wow, wow...
The ugly eagle screamed three times, pulling him back from his thoughts wandering to the Three Kingdoms, and said angrily: "Okay, you have made a great contribution this time, I will give you extra food tonight, okay."
Wow wow...
The ugly eagle is very excited. At this time, the sarcoma on its head has recovered as before, and all the feathers on its body have grown. It is more confident than before, because no matter it is a person walking on the ground or a bird flying in the sky, seeing something can fly Its first reaction was shock, and like the white ape, it asked for a new name from Chu Pingsheng, called Flying General, which was Lu Bu's flying general.
There is a King of Lanling and a flying general, one is white and the other is black, one has gray hair on his head, and the other has a sarcoma on the forehead, which seems to be correct.
"Where is Mingyue's body? Has it been buried?"
The ugly eagle nodded.
"That's good."
bite.
There was a clear sound in his mind. He called up the task menu and took a closer look. He found that the side task showed +1 collectibles and the reward was 1 point.
Just as he expected, pairs of magical weapons must be combined together to complete the mission and obtain rewards.
It's a pity that in order to break Jian Chen's spirit, the Hero Sword has been destroyed by him. Of course, even if it is not destroyed, it is difficult to find another one because it is in Mu Yingxiong's hands.
Wow, wow, wow...
The ugly eagle's sudden cry startled him.
"What..."
Halfway through his reprimand, he realized that he had mistakenly blamed the flying general. This guy was reminding him that someone was coming.
A tall, pretty woman - the daughter of Wushuang City Lord and the disciple of the First Evil Emperor, Dugu Meng.
She was wearing a white and yellow color-blocked long dress, with her hair tied up and her steps swaying, and underneath were bright red embroidered peony cloth shoes that only showed a little, and the hem of the skirt touched the floor, gracefully walking.
"Mr. Chu, why did you invite me to meet here?"
This is not the first time they have met. Chu Pingsheng arrived yesterday and met under the arrangement of the Sword Master. However, the two of them had a tacit understanding and did not discuss the engagement.
Chu Pingsheng took two unparalleled swords in his hands and handed them to her.
"Unparalleled swords...there are two of them?"
Dugu Meng has been practicing with the First Evil Emperor, and he doesn't know that it is normal to have two Wushuang Swords.
Chu Pingsheng threw the Yin Sword to her and whistled at the flying general. The ugly eagle flashed its wings, and with an upward strong wind, its bloated body rose into the air. This scene made Dugu Mengtan's mouth open slightly. , eyes full of light.
"Follow me."
Chu Pingsheng couldn't help but grabbed her hand and jumped up, then led her onto the ugly eagle's back.
"Let's go."
Uh...
The air general roared loudly and headed eastward against the howling wind.
"Don't move. If you accidentally fall down, I won't be able to save you. I'll just say that your handsome face will be turned into a puddle of flesh. How ugly it will be."
Dugumeng was frightened by him and did not dare to move. She could only let him hold her in his arms, facing the blowing wind, across the mountain peaks, across the river, across the plains, and finally landed in the middle of an unknown mountain. Mountainside.
When Dugumeng tidied up her hair that was messed up by the wind and calmed down her mood, she found Chu Pingsheng walking towards a huge boulder in front of him. As he pushed forward, a dark hole was revealed with a muffled sound. , the oppressive cold air came out, making her tremble with coldness.
"This is the forbidden area of Jianzong..."
After Chu Pingsheng finished speaking, he walked into the cave.
Sword Sect's forbidden area?
father?
Dugumeng walked forward quickly and followed his footsteps into the cave.
It felt cold outside, and it was even colder inside the cave, but Dugu Meng did not shout "cold". At a glance, he saw three frozen corpses under the stone pillars in front of the high platform. The one in black robe was her father, Dugu Yifang.
"Dad..."
She held up the hem of her skirt and walked forward quickly, kneeling down in front of the dead Dugu Yifang. Through the ice, she could see that the face was not only panic-stricken, but also full of confusion.
"Back then, Wu Ming and Po Jun of the Jian Sect set up an arena to compete for Wan Jian Gui Sect and the position of leader. Jian Hui invited your father to come here to watch the ceremony. Unexpectedly, seeing his only son lose, he didn't want to pass on the position of leader. Wuming used the Heaven-Returning Ice Technique to freeze your father and the other two masters who were supporting the stone pillar."
Chu Pingsheng walked up to her and patted her shoulder: "My condolences."
Dugu Meng knelt in front of Dugu Fang's body and held a stick of incense. Finally, he kowtowed three times and said with red eyes: "Dad, just wait. I will bring someone over to take you home in two days."
After saying this, he glanced sideways and looked hatefully at Jian Hui who was performing the Return to Heaven Ice Art in the stands.
"You just said that Jianhui's son is still alive?"
"Not bad."
"Where is he?"
"You are no match for him."
"I want to avenge my father even if I am not his opponent. If it were not for that despicable father and son, how could my father..."
"Leave it to me, I will help you get revenge."
"No, you have already killed Duan Lang. I must avenge my father's hatred myself."
"Take out the Wushuang Yin Sword."
Dugumeng didn't know what he was going to do, but he still obediently drew out the unparalleled sword he had thrown to him earlier.
Chu Pingsheng handed the Yang Sword forward, the two swords made slight contact, and a blue light flowed through.
"If you want to kill Po Jun, this is the fastest way to get a quick fix."
"What do you mean?"
"Love in a city."
"The legendary love in a city?"
"That's right, the secret skill of Wushuang City, a combined fencing technique that can only be performed by two people in love."
She slowly raised her head, looked at his face, and took a half step back.
"But I...I..."
"I know that you don't love me, you just have some affection for me." Dugumeng lowered his head. He was absolutely right. Chu Pingsheng had done so much for Wushuang City. Of course she was very grateful to him, but the problem was that she was not that kind. The kind of woman who falls in love at first sight.
"I can solve this problem, but I need your cooperation."
"Cooperate...cooperate? How to cooperate?"
Dugumeng whispered, she didn't understand, could falling in love with someone happen quickly? The two of them have only met twice today.
"It's easy, marry me."
He took two more steps back until he hit a piece of solid ice.
"I won't force you, just think about it, I'll wait outside."
"How is this possible?" She asked from a distance when Chu Pingsheng walked to the entrance of the cave.
"I said it can be done."
"..."
Dugu Meng first lowered his head to meditate, then slowly raised his head, looked at Dugu Fang's ice sculpture and murmured: "Uncle asked me to leave him in Wushuang City, and my third aunt and uncle also persuaded me over and over again, Dad... you said... I should How? ”
About a quarter of an hour later.
Chu Pingsheng heard a burst of footsteps behind him and turned around to look at Dugu Meng, who was either cold or crying, but his face was very red.
"Have you thought about it?"
She moved her hands from the front to the back, rubbed them, turned slightly, and nodded gently.
"Well..."
The sound is very small, like a mosquito that cannot fly in late autumn.
"Let's go."
Chu Pingsheng walked over, grabbed her hand, and jumped up. This time he did not summon the ugly eagle, but actually held her and flew in the wind.
"Where to go?"
"Entering the bridal chamber."
"Eh?!"
Dugumeng's body suddenly froze.
……
More than a month later.
Miyin Temple.
The Mahavira Hall is high on the stone steps, with incense burning in front of the door. A huge Tathagata sculpture sits in the middle, with both hands in the Dharma seal, looking down at His Majesty, the steps below, and all the creatures in the mortal world.
Da, da, da...
I don't know where the sound of wooden fish came from, but even on this important day, I remained unmoved and continued my previous lessons.
The reason why this is an important day is because the duel between Chu Pingsheng and Wuming is today, in Miyin Temple.
In the square in front of the temple, close to the main hall, Buxu and the monks from Miyin Temple stood at attention, both with serious expressions and holding rosary beads, watching the two people in the venue quietly.
The crowd opposite the monk was mixed. There was Jian Chen holding an ordinary long sword; there was Dugu Meng who was holding an unparalleled sword that had been broken by Chu Pingsheng and had not yet officially worshiped; there was Lao Yu, the shopkeeper of Zhonghua Pavilion; Aotian and Wen Nu of Jianshan Villa, as well as Bu Jingyun and the gang disciples who learned about this from unknown sources came to join in the fun.
"It's surprising that Wulin Shinhwa didn't die, and it's even more surprising that Chu Pingsheng issued a challenge to Wulin Shinhwa."
"It seems that he worshiped the Sword Master as his teacher just to learn the Holy Spirit Sword Technique to do this."
"Who do you think will win this battle?"
"Nameless."
"I think it will be Chu Pingsheng."
"Why?"
"Do you think that if your disciple has no chance of winning, the Sword Master will feel free to let him challenge Wuming? Didn't you see that the Sword Master is not here? This can only show that the master has great confidence in his disciple."
"Forget it, if the Sword Master doesn't come, isn't he afraid of seeing his apprentice lose and lose his face? In the past, he lost to Wu Ming, but now he loses to Wu Ming as his apprentice. Both generations are no match for Wu Ming. The people of Wushuang City The sign is going to be smashed.”
"Keep your voice down, didn't you look at that person?"
"That pretty girl? Who is she?"
"Dugu City Lord's daughter, Dugu Meng."
"Ah? Chu Pingsheng's fiancée?"
"..."
People talked a lot and expressed their opinions.
Wuming was wearing a green shirt that had remained unchanged for thousands of years. He had short flying hair and stood with his hands behind his back.
Chu Pingsheng also wore a green shirt, turned slightly sideways, and looked at Dugu Meng with a smile.
"Why didn't the Sword Master come?"
"This is a duel between me and you. Why does he come? He only needs to wait for the result."
Wuming nodded: "I'm surprised."
"What's the surprise?"
"Of course it was an accident and I made a mistake at that time."
"Really?" Chu Pingsheng smiled faintly.
Having said this is almost as good as not having said it.
Wuming said: "What's the point of you doing this? Logically speaking, the Sword Master has come back from the dead, so he should be indifferent to winning or losing. If there is a feud between you and me... I rejected your request that day and did not take action against Xiong Ba. .”
"You're right, it's because of this."
"Is it necessary?"
"Isn't it necessary?" Chu Pingsheng slowly raised his sword and pointed: "Then... I think you have been pretending to be cool. Is this a good enough reason?"
Unnamed: "Young man..."
"Wu Ming, when you were killing all the martial arts circles in the Central Plains, did you ever think about today? Now it's you, preaching all kinds of truths? Is it interesting?"
Wuming was speechless after saying this, and Buxu next to him clasped his hands together and shouted "Amitabha".
"For the sake of being older, draw your sword."
Wuming stared at him silently for a while: "That's the case, then you can take the move."
Jian Chen reminded: "Master, Chu Pingsheng has many tricks. It is widely rumored that he has mastered Sword Twenty-Three. Even the heroes are no match for him. You must not be merciful."
"Got it."
After saying that, Wuming's feet moved forward slowly, the index and middle fingers of both hands were close together, and the sword fingers were pointed together. The surging sword intent rose into the sky. Everyone in the crowd watching the battle who was holding a sword in their hands noticed that the sword was shaking, and the sword body was shaking. It collided with the scabbard, and there was a constant tinkling sound.
(End of chapter)