As Meng Yunhu moved, several people immediately moved, including seven major forces, and some scattered people in the world.

Even Zhou Chengqi had the idea of ​​finding out.

The servants at Deyuelou did not move, and the wine was not poisonous, so they all knew that it was not afraid of inspection.

The leader of the Luohan Gang said, "We don't know whether there is any poison or not. Didn't the Kuchan doctor live in Zixia Valley not far away? Why don't we send someone to invite him?"

The proposal was immediately agreed, so everyone divided into two groups, one by one to protect the four bowls of wine and the wine jar, and seven others including the leader of the Sun and Moon Gang, Meng Yunhu and others went to Zixia Valley.

The two places are only more than ten miles apart, so they go quickly, so it takes less time to go back and forth.

At this time, Meng Yunshang and Yan Qingrui on the stage were fighting hard to distinguish.

Qingxin Jue is very good at seeing the small details and can predict the enemy's opportunity first. Meng Yunshang is really not weak. A sword makes the body sword contract, which is quite accomplished.

Her own martial arts are not inferior to Yue Song.

Such a person has both ability and means, and is so powerful in martial arts, it is no wonder that he can become a famous figure in the Qingzhou world.

Yan Qingrui's silver moon dagger brought out a stream of light. The two of them fought faster and faster. Their martial arts were slightly lower, and they couldn't see their figures clearly. They only saw the light of swords, the air conditioning was shining, and the occasional sound of weapons connecting, which was also very rare.

The Silver Moon Dagger is a sharp weapon that cuts iron like mud, and Meng Yunshang can naturally see that she doesn't want to be at a disadvantage because of the cut of weapons.

Both of them have good postures and graceful figures.

This battle is really pleasing to the eye.

However, there are waves of murderous intent in the pleasing eyes, and it is cold everywhere.

The fight between masters was not so fast that it could be decided. Soon two hundred moves passed, four hundred moves passed, eight hundred moves, one thousand moves...

Time passes quietly, and the hero will start at the beginning of the middle of Chen Shizhong. Although the previous few fights have consumed a lot of time, Meng Yunshang and Yan Qingrui have only been on the stage at the end of Si. Until now, it is already late noon. It is an entire hour, and the winner and defeat on the stage are still undecided.

At the end of noon, it was lunch time, but the fight was too exciting and no one felt hungry. He just stared at the two graceful figures on the field and the exquisite moves.

At that time, a few people came from outside the village. The one who had visited the doctor Kuchan of Zixia Valley before came back. As they came back, there was also a bald monk.

The monk was in his sixties and seventies, with a sharp look and steady pace, but his face was a little reluctant, and he didn't know how these rough people invited people.

On the stage, during the fierce fight, Yan Qingrui suddenly smiled softly.

Meng Yunshang lowered her voice and said coldly: "I don't know how to live or die, I can still laugh!"

Yan Qingrui blinked her eyes, avoiding her sharp sword, and laughed, "Why can't I laugh? You can't laugh, right? Didn't you see Doctor Kuchan coming?"

Meng Yunshang snorted coldly: "Doctor Kuchan is a square man and has always been realistic and will not speak nonsense. What are you hinting at?"
Chapter completed!