Volume 1: The Swordsman of the East Chapter 65 Feng Qingyang: I understand!
Feng Qingyang grabbed his beard and forgot to stroke it for a moment.
Dugu Nine Swords is said to be able to break all martial arts moves in the world, but there is no way to break this move!
He had lived for most of his life, and he really had no way to deal with this unreasonable and unbeatable woman.
Looking at Dongfang Bubai, his cold and handsome face, even with a cold expression, was full of a strange charm.
The most beautiful woman in the world, her reputation is well-deserved!
Turning his head to look at Linghu Chong who was standing next to him with a helpless look on his face, he was also considered to be elegant and graceful.
For some reason, a strange thought popped up in Feng Qingyang's mind.
As for women, even if they are the best in the world, once they get involved in emotional entanglements, they will be blind.
The most important thing is that the person in front of him is Dongfang Bubai.
If you can't win, you can always save the country in a roundabout way.
Thinking of this, Feng Qingyang grabbed Huxu's hand, moved it, and sighed, "I would like to ask the martial arts world, who is sure to catch the sword of the Eastern Sect Leader?"
"If Dongfang Sect Master is angry, why not try another method, such as asking my Huashan Sect disciple Linghu Chong to serve at his side and wait for his orders? Wouldn't that be better?"
Feng Qingyang knew very well that the girl was pretty and the boy was handsome, and after living together for a long time, even if they had vague feelings for each other, they would definitely not fight each other again.
When the time comes, he can give Linghu Chong some advice. Even if it fails, he can still save his life and the reputation of the Huashan Sect.
Hearing Feng Qingyang's words, before Dongfang Bubai could speak, Linghu Chong beside him suddenly widened his eyes and said, "Senior is actually my Huashan elder. Junior Linghu Chong greets you!"
"Senior, there is no need to do this. Life and death are determined by fate, and wealth and honor are determined by God. I, Linghu Chong, will never be afraid of death and bring disgrace to our Huashan sect!"
"Dongfang Bubai, you saved my life in the past, so take it back today, we owe each other nothing!"
Linghu Chong's words were upright and righteous.
There is also a carefree demeanor that does not bother about anything.
If another woman were here, she would have been attracted by Linghu Chong's heroic, unrestrained, cheerful and open-minded attitude.
Especially Linghu Chong's appearance is also a top choice.
Feng Qingyang, who was standing aside, frowned slightly and understood the meaning of Linghu Chong's words . The Dongfang Bubai in front of him actually saved Linghu Chong.
It is even more impossible that this farce on the Cliff of Repentance was without reason.
"Could it be that this kid really lured Dongfang Bubai here?"
Feng Qingyang felt as if he had seen through the mystery and glimpsed the truth.
It is naturally impossible for Dongfang Qing to kill Linghu Chong. After all, he is responsible for the destiny of heaven and his future is closely related to his.
But he couldn't make it too obvious.
After thinking for a while, Dongfang Qing frowned and made up an excuse: "The daughter of the Northern Hero who served the country and the people once missed her beloved here. I will not kill anyone here!"
"Well, I'll do as you said, Feng Qingyang. But I don't need him to be at my beck and call. He just needs to be responsible for my food and wine here!"
Dongfang Qing was naturally talking nonsense. On the one hand he had to complete the mission, and on the other hand he had to train Linghu Chong. He couldn't let Linghu Chong become his enemy, so he could only find an excuse.
People who have the destiny of heaven are destined to be people with great luck.
As a villain, he is just a tool. Once the trend of heaven is pushed to a certain extent, he as a villain will be useless.
If there really is a script-killing movie, maybe he will get a box lunch!
Isn't the best way to survive to resolve the hostility of the original enemy?
Just like Ren Tianxing, Ren Yingying, Xiang Wentian and their group.
“However!” Dongfang Qing changed the subject and looked at Feng Qingyang and said, “I have spoken my words and cannot change them. He must take my sword!”
The task still needs to be done, and you have to push yourself.
"This matter cannot be changed, but I can give you a chance!"
"After seven days, I will only strike you with one sword. Don't say I am bullying you. I will only use 100% of my strength. If you can catch it, you will live. If you can't catch it, you will die. I won't even look at it!"
Dongfang Qing's voice was as cold as ever, and no extra emotion could be heard in it, let alone guessing his true thoughts.
"Huh..." Feng Qingyang heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing this, and said, "Of course, Dongfang Sect Leader keeps his word, so let Linghu Chong take your sword in seven days, as an apology for what happened today!"
"If he dies, we can only blame him for not learning the skills well enough!"
After Feng Qingyang finished speaking, he winked at Linghu Chong and pulled him back to the cave.
As he walked, he was thankful that his strength, although still powerful, had given him a chance to survive.
Moreover, there are still seven days left. If he can learn the powerful sword moves in his hands, his chances of survival will be greater.
If Linghu Chong was sensible and treated Dongfang Bubai more attentively in the next seven days, he might not even have to get hurt.
Watching the old and the young walk into the cave, Dongfang Qing smiled slightly in his heart. The game has been set up, just waiting for you, Feng Qingyang, to jump in.
Although it is a bit excessive to act unreasonably by relying on being the best master in the world, it is not in vain.
"It seems that Feng Qingyang thinks highly of this boy. Is it because his personality is very compatible with Dugu Jiujian?"
Shaking his head, Dongfang Qing couldn't figure it out. He raised his hand to pick up the wine jug and took small sips of the wine.
In fact, this wine is not bad. Compared with modern alcoholic beverages, it is much mellower, has a low alcohol content, and does not make you drunk.
It is exactly the same as the ancient beverage.
While drinking, Dongfang Qing tore open the oil paper package, tore off a chicken leg, and ate it in small bites.
In this peaceful mountain, with wine and meat, it has a unique flavor.
In the cave, Linghu Chong and Feng Qingyang stood facing each other.
"Thank you, Master Feng, for finding a ray of hope for me!" Linghu Chong said respectfully, "In fact, he saved my life in the first place, so it's okay to give it back to him!"
"Boy, what are you talking about?" Feng Qingyang glared at Linghu Chong and said, "If you let your junior get killed in front of me, Feng Qingyang, and the news gets out, people will think I'm afraid of Dongfang Bubai!"
"Don't mention this matter again! You must seize these seven days to practice a powerful sword technique!"
"Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll really be killed by Dongfang Bubai, and I'll be so embarrassed in the future!"
Hearing Feng Qingyang's words, Linghu Chong's face turned awkward.
Indeed, he did not expect this. The leader of the Demon Cult entered Huashan and killed Huashan disciples in front of Uncle Feng Taishi. This was indeed an extremely shameful thing.
If word gets out, I'm afraid the entire martial arts world will look down on the Huashan Sect.
It has nothing to do with life or death, but it concerns the reputation of the sect and the reputation of the older generation.
This is just like when Dongfang Bubai avenged his relatives in Heyang Town. Those people would rather commit suicide than be killed by someone in the sect.
Feng Qingyang was very majestic throughout his life. Even the ten great elders of the Demon Cult back then were unable to cause any waves.
How could someone kill a Huashan disciple in front of him just because of a meal?
Isn't this a slap in Feng Qingyang's face?
"But you don't have to be nervous." Feng Qingyang stroked his beard and said with a confident look: "Tell me how you and Dongfang Bubai met, and I'll take a look!"
Linghu Chong: “???”
I thought you were going to teach me a set of powerful sword techniques, but why did you end up telling me about how we met Dongfang Bubai?
However, since he was a senior master after all, Linghu Chong did not dare to neglect him and told him everything that had happened to him.
"Oh! You said that in Huiyan Tower, he pretended to force you to fight with others, but in fact he helped you get rid of Tian Boguang's entanglement?"
"And he went out of his way to save your life afterwards?"
"In that case, Dongfang Bubai's visit here this time might not be without reason!"
Feng Qingyang stroked his beard, as if he saw through the essence of the whole matter.
He looked Linghu Chong up and down, nodded slightly and asked, "What do you think of Dongfang Bubai?"
Linghu Chong was slightly stunned and silent for a moment, but still said truthfully: "She is as beautiful as a fairy. I have never seen anyone so beautiful."
"Even men's clothing cannot conceal her beauty."
"It's hard to figure out my personality!"
"But he doesn't give me the feeling of a bad person. His angry look just now was similar to the unreasonable look of Junior Sister!"
"This should be the temperament of all girls!"
"But I can sense that he's lonely!"
"As cold as an iceberg!"
"You see it very clearly!" Feng Qingyang nodded and said, "Do you like it?"
"Snapped!"
Linghu Chong's hand trembled and his sword fell to the ground. He stared at his Uncle Feng with wide eyes, looking confused.
