The person presiding over the funeral today is Si Jiumei.
The appearance of Dong Mengyao made me unhappy, which meant that our previous worries were becoming reality, and they really couldn't stay idle.
"Hey, hey, you're deaf, I'm talking to you!"
I rolled my eyes at her and sneered: "Really? I didn't hear anyone talking to me."
"Am I not human?"
"Hey, I didn't say that. If you think so, it means we still have something in common."
"You! You're so angry with me!" Dong Mengyao was aroused by my words and was so angry that she wanted to tear me to pieces on the spot.
At this moment, two women stood up from behind Dong Mengyao.
One of them is about 30 years old, with a pink face and red lips, a delicate part like pink peach petals, and an orchid-like manner. The two of them were hiding in the crowd, their almond-shaped eyes were wide open, and their eyes were still filled with astonishment. The other was black and white.
Her hair is draped on the side like a waterfall, and her plain and elegant face smiles lightly.
When the two of them frowned and smiled, their noble expressions were naturally revealed. Under their slender jade necks, they were half-covered like white jade, and their plain waists were bunched up, but they were not even full.
"What a silver-tongued young marshal."
"Who are you!?"
I looked them up and down, but they felt strange. There was no trace of the two of them in my mind. But since these two people were able to attend the funeral, it means that they must be from Yuling.
“Ningbo Zhenhai Jin Difang.”
"Pujiang Meng Minjuan."
"What's the matter with you?" I couldn't help but wonder, "Do we know each other?"
"Everyone in the world knows the reputation of the few who touch gold. It's a pity that I know you, but you don't know me." The red-lipped woman who called herself Jin Difang smiled.
"Why do I feel like they are sarcastic about what they said?" I obviously felt a sense of oppression in their words, which made me feel uncomfortable all over.
"Don't get me wrong, you are the rightful husband to the head of the house, how dare we make a mistake in front of you." Meng Minjuan, the slender-waisted woman on the other side, was even more aggressive with her words, and the atmosphere on the court instantly dropped to freezing point.
"Okay, I see there is a hint of gunpowder in what you two said today. If you have anything to say, you might as well say it directly. There is no need to hide it." I didn't want to be polite to them. Since my words were tit-for-tat, it was better to get straight to the point.
But because of the funeral, none of us dared to make any loud noises.
I thought that the matter could only end hastily at this point, but I didn't expect that Dong Mengyao would come out to cause trouble again at this time, adding fuel to the fire and arousing the anger of both parties.
I naturally knew that Dong Mengyao had already made arrangements. Jin Difang and Meng Minjuan were on the same boat as her, and they performed a clumsy double act in front of me. But what I didn't expect was that Dong Mengyao was so courageous and dared to
Acting openly at a funeral.
"This little girl is really so lawless."
"Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers."
"Alas, today's eldest ladies all have this temper, and they don't know how high the world is."
The people on the scene suddenly went crazy and started talking about it.
Of course, there are also people watching the fun.
"I heard that your knife-throwing skills are unparalleled in the world. I want to ask for advice today." Dong Mengyao went too far and even wanted to do it openly in the mourning hall.
"You are too presumptuous." At this moment, a voice
It came from the Tang Dynasty.
"Little girl, what kind of place is this? Is the seventh uncle's mourning hall a place where you can act wild?"
I turned around and saw Si Jiumei walking down in an arrogant manner, with displeasure written all over her face.
"How dare you, junior? It's just that Lin Kun's tone was so ridiculing and sarcastic towards me just now. I was really angry and that's why I said this." Dong Mengyao took advantage of it and felt wronged.
"You want to ask for advice on flying knives, okay, if you want to fight, I will fight with you!" Si Jiumei obviously couldn't stand Dong Mengyao's face. She didn't give any face to her. She stretched her hand back and shouted: "Take my sword.
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I thought that Dong Mengyao would give in soon, but I didn’t know that this girl was determined to go against me. Jin Difang and Meng Minjuan behind her were even more confident. They laughed and said: "Since Jiuniang is willing to teach me, we
I haven’t moved my muscles and bones for a long time. People often say that your swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world, so it’s up to the two of us to prove it!"
"Okay!" A ball of anger surged out of Si Jiumei's heart, and she vowed that she would never be able to swallow this breath unless she taught them a lesson.
Si Jiu Mei was filled with great pride, she drew out her long sword and struck hard quickly. After a moment of "choking", Jin Difang also took action at the same time.
Jin Difang and Meng Minjuan have practiced swordplay together since childhood, and their swordsmanship has reached the level of combining two swords. Although the two are not well-known in the world, just looking at this move, Si Jiumei is facing a powerful enemy.
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In a blink of an eye, Si Jiumei's sharp sword had arrived. It was just one centimeter away from hitting Jin Difang's forehead accurately. It was only a hair away that the cold air would penetrate her brain and kill her on the spot.
However, Meng Minjuan's cooperation was also in place, and Si Jiumei was suddenly trapped in a siege.
Si Jiumei moved quickly, preventing Jin Difang and Meng Minjuan from completing the encirclement, lest the other party use their combined swords to gain the full power.
Even so, the double swords of Jin Difang and Meng Minjuan still posed a great challenge to Si Jiumei. Suddenly, the double swords slashed at her from the left and right, as fast as lightning.
Si Jiumei felt a shiver in her heart, knowing that she had met someone else's strong opponent, otherwise the sword would not have been so powerful, so she quickly drew a circle of sword light to protect her whole body.
The sound of "ding-dong" clashing continued for a long time, and both swords were blocked. Si Jiumei jumped up from the ground and threw herself two feet away. When she landed, she raised her sword and slashed, blocking the sword that followed Meng Minjuan.
She knew that the opponent's swordsmanship was superb, and fighting head-on was never an option, so she hoped to go to an open area, where it would be much easier to use it.
It was too late, but soon, Jin Difang attacked from behind again.
Si Jiumei didn't even look, she blocked the attack with two swords in her backhand, and then a kick flew out from the front, hitting Meng Minjuan's wrist, and she retreated in shock.
Si Jiumei let out a long roar, and the sword light surged, and she rushed towards Jin Difang's sword shadow.
Jin Difang didn't dare to fight alone, so she leaned over and fell.
Si Jiumei dared to hesitate, she protected her whole body with her long sword, took advantage of the situation and merged her sword with hers, charging forward bravely.
Although Jin Difang was unable to stop her, she was about to be defeated. Unexpectedly, at this moment, another sword flashed out from the crowd and came towards her.
Seeing the situation, Si Jiumei complained in her heart. There was actually an ambush in the crowd. In normal times, she might still be able to force her way through, but the previous killing had already consumed a lot of physical strength.
Once you have a sigh of relief, get down to the ground and make plans again.
"Qiang Qiang" sounded twice.
The man fell to the ground.
It is that disgusting Dong Mengyao.
Si Jiumei took the opportunity to adjust
He breathed a sigh of relief, while glaring at Dong Mengyao, and shouted: "Little girl, you are so cruel!"
Dong Mengyao said coldly: "How dare you? Jiuniang gave me a lesson."
Si Jiumei felt awe-inspiring in her heart, and a sense of sadness arose spontaneously. The descendants of Yuling were connected with each other, and now they are facing each other with swords. It is really sad and lamentable.
The greatest weakness of being outnumbered is that there is no time for the outnumbered to recover, and the enemy can retreat at any time and pursue them. Si Jiumei could only wait until she recharges her energy before taking action.
Therefore, once trapped in a tight siege, the outcome will be the death of the widowed. Jin Difang and Meng Minjuan have already had enough time to adjust their breath, and Si Jiumei's situation will be even more difficult.
"Well done, today I finally got to see what it means to be a terrible person!"
Si Jiu Mei is a naturally brave person, and even though she knew that this was a bad time, she was still undaunted. She straightened her sword and rolled away with a cold murderous aura.
Wherever her gaze went, even Dong Mengyao took a small step back.
At this moment, Jin Difang and Meng Minjuan took action with their swords.
There was energy all around.
Si Jiumei sighed secretly and retreated quickly, blocking the swords attacking from the left and right sides. Although her steps were quick and smart, she avoided the attacks in the lightning and flint, but Jin Difang and Meng Minjuan's swords were not slow either, and they were already gone in an instant.
Attack right in front of you.
She followed the sword, but in desperation, she could only forcefully bump into the middle of the two of them, avoid the incoming weapons, and use exquisite and mysterious close-fitting sword techniques. In the blink of an eye, the three of them touched each other with three swords, and exchanged
More than ten moves.
Jin Difang staggered and fell back. Her left shoulder was scratched by Si Jiumei's quick sword. Her clothes were torn and her flesh was torn, and blood appeared.
Blood was constantly flowing from the left corner of Meng Minjuan's forehead. If she cut a little deeper, she would definitely be killed.
Si Jiumei also had a hard time. Jin Difang's sword hit her right thigh. Fortunately, her muscles were not damaged, but her movements were greatly affected. Although her left arm was hit by Meng Minjuan's sword, it only broke the flesh.
But the problem of blood loss cannot be ignored.
She didn't even have time to take a breath.
The fighting will of Jin Difang and Meng Minjuan cannot be ignored, and they charge forward again.
In the blink of an eye, Si Jiu Mei was in a bitter fight again.
"What's going on with these two people? They actually killed them!"
"My eyes are so red."
"I don't think something is right. I'm afraid Aunt Nine will suffer a loss today!"
Gradually, Si Jiu Mei was lost in the fierce battle.
"Aunt Jiu!" I couldn't help but worry.
"Bullying the few with more means nothing!" At this moment, Xu Qian shouted, "Fight me if you can!"
After all, Si Jiumei is already getting older, and she still hasn't lost when she competes with first-class players like Jin Difang and Meng Minjuan, which is enough to show her strength.
There was a sudden low groan, and then there was a flash of cold light. Xu Qian had reached the innermost part of the battlefield. She supported Si Jiumei and said, "Jiu Aunt, are you okay?"
"Xiaoqian, I'm fine!"
"Don't worry, let me take care of them!"
Xu Qian, Jin Difang and Meng Minjuan were fighting together again. From a pure swordsmanship point of view, Xu Qian seemed to be better. However, Jin Difang and Meng Minjuan were two people after all. It was difficult for them to defeat four legs with their fists. Xu Qian could not win in a short time.
Quick victory.
At this moment, a light figure suddenly flashed into the sword light.
Chapter completed!