Yue Buqun: I'm already cultivating immortality, why do I still want to be the leader?

Chapter 295

Time flies.

Spring goes and autumn comes.

Huashan.

Guanyuntai.

Yue Buqun stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the endless sea of clouds in the distance.

"You kid, don't you really need me to go with you?"

Feng Qingyang stood in the pavilion with a stern look.

He was also looking at the sea of clouds.

It's just that his mind was not there.

"Really."

Yue Buqun refused very straightforwardly.

"Buqun doesn't think that Master Feng is a burden."

"I just think that Huashan needs Master's presence more."

Yue Buqun was afraid that Feng Qingyang would lose his temper.

The older this old man gets, the more stubborn his temper becomes.

Yue Buqun had to take care of Master Feng who was becoming more and more like a child.

"Lao Bai has also successfully broken through the realm now."

"With him and Bu Pingren, it is more than enough to guard Huashan."

Feng Qingyang is still stubborn.

All along.

Whenever there is a battle that determines the general trend of the world.

Yue Buqun likes to take it all on himself.

It makes Feng Qingyang feel very insignificant.

So.

He will not let Yue Buqun fight alone this time.

"Uncle Sun's words..."

Yue Buqun pondered.

Sun Baifa successfully broke through the realm, his true qi transformed from acquired to innate, and his cultivation reached the realm of a grandmaster.

His martial arts skills are also beyond reproach.

The Tianji stick is unique in the world.

The world's stick techniques respect him.

But the hero is old.

Although his martial arts realm is becoming more and more stable.

There is a feeling of great skill but seemingly clumsy, great wisdom but seemingly foolish.

But it is not at the level of stick intention after all.

It is slightly worse.

"Do you look down on him?"

Feng Qingyang threatened: "Be careful, I will tell Lao Bai, he will not fight you."

"Okay."

"I agree."

Yue Buqun has no choice.

But Sun Baifa is in charge of Huashan.

Add Feng Buping and others, even if the Grandmaster comes, he will fall.

So Yue Buqun can really take Feng Qingyang to fight.

Have a fight with the heroes of the world.

"Hehe."

Feng Qingyang smiled like a child.

Yue Buqun was also speechless.

"I want to see Shangguan Jinhong's quality first and wash away the shame of the past."

"In addition, I want to test Gu Santong's Vajra Invincible Divine Art to see if he can really resist my Poqi Style."

"Also, I have long wanted to have a fair fight with the old eunuch who practiced the Sunflower Manual."

...

Feng Qingyang began to count.

Yue Buqun was sweating profusely after hearing this.

According to Feng Qingyang's calculations, he probably had to fight all the masters present.

But he didn't interrupt.

AfterIn Yue Buqun's heart, he was indeed ready to wash every opponent.

This mentality is not much better than Feng Qingyang's.

It has to be said.

They are really worthy of being nephews.

They actually have such tacit understanding.

Similarly.

In the distant Lengxiang Cottage.

A different kind of tacit understanding was also staged.

At this time.

Beauty out of the bath.

Lin Xian'er's impeccable body just walked out of the water in a dignified manner.

She picked up the towel and sat down like this.

Looking at the visitor.

Wait while wiping.

No scruples.

Because this visitor was Guo Songyang.

"Have you made a choice?"

Guo Songyang sipped the fragrant tea.

But somehow.

He felt that the tea had changed.

It was not as fragrant as before, nor as sweet.

"Yes."

Lin Xian'er murmured, "I am not Shui Lingguang. I don't want to become a resentful woman at such a young age."

Shui Lingguang.

Tie Zhongtang's woman.

The most beautiful woman in the past.

At the most beautiful and brilliant age of her life, she chose to live in seclusion with Tie Zhongtang.

Although it became a legend in the martial arts world, it was also regarded as a regret by countless people.

Guo Songyang asked, "Do you think I will make you a resentful woman?"

The voice was a little cold.

With a strong sense of dissatisfaction.

"You won't."

"But I will."

Lin Xian'er put her bare feet on Guo Songyang's legs. (To read the exciting novels, go to Flylu Novel Network!)

While teasing, he explained: "We have been together for so long, don't you know that I am a woman who can't stand loneliness?"

"That's right."

"I was just wishful thinking."

Looking back now, Guo Songyang realized that he had never understood Lin Xian'er.

Just like Lin Xian'er couldn't understand him now.

They were originally from two different worlds.

Lin Xian'er needed Guo Songyang's strength.

And Guo Songyang needed Lin Xian'er's moving body.

They were said to be lovers.

In fact, it was also a transaction.

"Don't be like that."

Lin Xian'er murmured: "Brother Guo can stay."

She still had a little expectation for Guo Songyang.

After all, they have been working together for so long.

There is no passion, but there is tacit understanding. []

"Am I still useful now?"

Guo Songyang laughed at himself.

After discarding all the gold armor, Yuchang sword and other external objects, he looked carefully.

Found that his former self was actually walking ahead of himself.

It turned out that he had been walking backwards in the past few years.

"Ah..."

Lin Xian'er was full of regret.

"Don't sigh."

"I knowYou have already made your choice."

Guo Songyang stood up slowly and said, "I came here today just because I was hoping for the best."

"I'm sorry."

Lin Xian'er said so.

But there was no shame on her face.

"Let's stop here."

Guo Songyang looked at Lin Xian'er's charming face.

He shook his head.

And walked out.

But when he walked out of Lengxiang Xiaozhu, the black sheath sword had already been unsheathed.

Because there was already a swordsman standing on the grass in front.

"Jing Wuming? "

Guo Songyang was a little surprised.

But then he looked at Lengxiang Xiaozhu.

His eyes were full of bitterness.

He thought Lin Xian'er would be very heartless.

But he didn't think she would do it so thoroughly.

"Draw your sword."

Jing Wuming said, and drew his sword.

For him.

This is the most important battle in his life.

It is also a battle for him to verify whether his martial arts can challenge the highest realm.

"Are you his new man?"

Guo Songyang asked a painful question.

But then he shook his head and said, "No, Lin Xian'er's vision should be higher. And the only one who can let you take action personally is Shangguan Jinhong."

This discovery made him very depressed.

The mind began to disperse.

"You still care about this at this time? ”

Jing Wuming said disappointedly: "The rumors are true, you really regressed."

Not many people know about Guo Songyang's climbing Mount Hua.

But Lin Xian'er knew about it.

Then it's not a secret.

At least that's the case for the Jinqian Gang.

"Regressed?"

"Okay. ”

Guo Songyang was very depressed, but very relaxed.

He took a deep breath.