A quarter of an hour later, Wang Dong took Xiao Qing'er and turned around and left Xiao's mansion.

He did not kill Xiao Zhiyuan, but he was killed by Ye Gucheng. It would probably take at least a year or two to recover. Even after recovery, his combat power would be greatly damaged. Even if Wang Dong is not in Dingzhou, the Xiao family will find it difficult to threaten Zixiao Palace.

"In the Xiao Mansion, I am a maid who specializes in serving the lady. Although the lady has never taught me to serve her in fact, the lady has left Dingzhou half a month ago."

Xiao Qing'er said as she walked, looking extremely lively.

"Leave Dingzhou?"

Wang Dong was also quite curious about the third lady of the Xiao family, "Xiao Qingcheng", as Xiao Qing'er mentioned.

Judging from the many rumors in Dingzhou, this Miss Xiao San should have a peerless appearance and extraordinary talent. It’s a pity that she is weak and sick, so she has been kept in the deep boudoir for many years. However, Xiao Qing'er revealed a few words that Xiao Qingcheng is clearly a master with extremely high attainments in martial arts.

Moreover, he now knows that at the Dingzhou Martial Arts Association, in addition to the Yin family, the Situ family also sent people to chase him. Then Xiao Qing'er asked Xiao Qingcheng to kill the elder of the Situ family, "Situ Ming", with one sword.

Xiao Qing'er nodded and said, "Yes, the lady went to Zhongzhou alone. I wanted to go with her, but the lady didn't agree! Actually, I understand that I was following the lady, not only could I not help, but it was a drag!"

Xiao Qing'er said with a little sadness: "Although I am nominally a lady's maid, I am the one who is taken care of. The Xiao Mansion is not a good place. If it weren't for the lady's care, I wouldn't have lived today."

Wang Dong smiled slightly and held her hand.

Xiao Qing'er felt warm. A smile appeared on her pretty face and said, "Since the lady is no longer in Xiao's house, it doesn't matter if I keep it. In fact, even if you don't come, I will go to find you in a few days."

When she said this, she suddenly remembered something and said, "Oh no, I just came out in a hurry. There was another thing I forgot to take away and stayed in Linhu Xiaozhu!"

"What?"

Xiao Qing'er pursed her lips and said, "It's a gift from the lady!"

Not long after, behind the Xiao family's mansion, a few people walked out of the depths of the tree and walked straight to the lakeside.

Xiao Qing'er looked at the oasis in the middle of the lake, pointed to a row of Yashes on the oasis, and said, "You guys wait here for a while, I'll go in and get the things out!"

After saying that, he twisted his slender waist and cleared his feet and rushed towards the oasis.

Ye Gucheng's eyes were swimming in the shade of the lake, and his face showed an unprecedented solemn look.

"There was a fierce battle here not long ago, and four swordsmen attacked at the same time from this direction!"

Ye Gucheng's eyes turned and fell into a dense forest. There were still broken wood chips left on the ground. He picked up a piece of wood chips that were crushed by the sword energy. After looking at it for a while, he said: "A sword strikes out, the sword energy breaks through the air, and there is already the power of thunder. If it is still in my original world, this sword alone can compete with contemporary swordsmen. Now there are four people together, but their opponents are even more extraordinary. They have cut off all the lives of the four people just in their breath."

Ye Gucheng's eyes were like swords, condensed in a pile of broken wood chips, with four faint bloodstains in it.

Wang Dong looked at the footprints that were almost gone by the lakeside and said, "Although the four swordsmen are considered good, the two who are standing here are far better than them. Although these two men have not died, they have been injured."

"Yes, they retreated into the forest in an instant, and the speed of response was really surprising." Ye Gucheng nodded, looked at a crushed flower bush by the lake, and his expression became more and more surprised. He suddenly sighed: "This place was not defeated by the sword energy, but injured by the sword intent! If it were not for seeing it with your own eyes, it would be unimaginable that there was such magical sword technique and such extraordinary sword intent in the world!"

Although he sighed lightly, his eyes flashed with a brighter divine light that was stronger than ever.

A yellow shadow flashed, Xiao Qing'er had returned from the small building in the middle of the lake, landed on the shore, and had a picture scroll in her hand!

Wang Dong's eyes fell on the scroll and said strangely: "Is this what Qing'er, you came back to get?"

"Yeah!" Xiao Qing'er nodded, walked to Wang Dong, held her with her bare hands and spread out the scroll.

With the time of setting up, a picture that gives people infinite imagination and infinite mystery appears in front of Wang Dong.

The scroll is full of beautiful and exquisiteness, depicting the scene here.

However, the painting shows a midsummer night, with stars everywhere, the bright moon hanging high in the sky, the clear moonlight spreads throughout the world, and also enveloped this small lake. The entire elegant house is shrouded by moonlight, and a beautiful figure in a woman in green is hidden in the light!

Wang Dong looked at the painting and his eyes seemed to fall into the brilliant sea of ​​stars in the picture. For a moment, he was a little lost.

He was slightly surprised, quickly calmed down and came back to his senses.

When he looked at this painting again, his face was already very serious.

The painter of this scroll has a lofty realm and profound martial arts attainments, which is beyond his reach. He uses his spirit to paint and his mind and blends his mind into the painting. He has almost made this dead-like scroll produce "life" and "spiritual rhyme". Even a single scroll can touch his mind. This method is almost legendary!

Wang Dong looked at the signature of the scroll intently, with only the word "Xiao Qing", and the strokes seemed to contain charm, which had a breathtaking power.

Ye Gucheng was also looking at the scroll. After a long time, he suddenly sighed again! People like him should never have a time to sigh, but in this short moment today, it seems that they have used up all the "sighs of life".

"Who is Xiao Qing?" Wang Dong asked.

Xiao Qing'er smiled and said, "Xiao Qing is the lady, and 'Xiao Qing' is the nickname given to her by the lady's mother! Only in this way will the lady have this name."

Wang Dong sighed lightly: "You lady is really an amazing person!"

He is also a rare martial arts genius in the world. He may not be able to learn martial arts in his entire life. He can learn it with just a glance, and after a little thought, he can understand the essence of it. But at this time, even he had to admit that Xiao Qingcheng is the real amazing talent!

"That's natural!" Xiao Qing'er said for granted, with indescribable pride in her tone.

She said again: "Have you ever heard of Wang Weijie?"

Of course, Wang Dong had heard of the name "Wang Weijie".

Wang Weijie and Koyama Ben have a constant connection.

This person was a great master of the previous dynasty, known as the three masters of poetry, painting and sword. In the past, he was inspired by the idea of ​​climbing to Mount Wu, and he wrote a volume of "The Purple Bamboo Forest Walking on Mount Wu".

Wang Weijie is known as the Three Great Painters, not only a famous painter and poet in the world, but also a top-notch master in swordsmanship. Legend has it that his book of chanting on Mount Wushan is the most exciting masterpiece in his life. This picture is not only exquisite in poetry and painting, but also uses a pen to make a sword when painting bamboo. The sword intent is erratic and erect. The bamboo is like a sword, the bamboo leaves are like a sword, and the bamboo joints are also swords!

Every stroke is drawn into the most wonderful sword technique. In the Xingyin Picture, it looks like purple bamboo clusters and purple, but it falls into the eyes of those who are interested, it is an extremely excellent sword technique secret!

After Wang Wei asked the book "Song of Purple Bamboo Forest on the Mountain", he sighed that he was unable to surpass this work since then, and since then he stopped writing. However, after his death, this picture was somehow wandering around. In order to compete for this picture, a considerable storm broke out in the martial arts world.

However, after several twists and turns, this picture finally disappeared and I don’t know who it was in the hands of.
Chapter completed!