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Chapter 132 Brothers, Say Thank You Quickly

Shen Lang smiled and said, "It's okay. Please rest assured, brothers. I will definitely take good care of the two ladies."

He added, "But it's getting late now. You two brothers should rest here for one night. It won't be too late to set off tomorrow."

Nangong Liu bowed and nodded slightly, saying, "I'm sorry to bother you, brother."

Qin Jian was silent for a moment, then said, "Mr. Hua, I have an unwelcome request, and I hope you can agree to it."

"Brother Qin, please speak."

"I've heard that the Yihua Palace has unique martial arts secrets. Each technique is complex and varied, calm yet profound. For example, their unique sword techniques, using a narrow rapier, can create magical variations that are as light as flying clouds, graceful and extremely elegant."

Qin Jian said very politely, "I have been wandering the martial arts world for many years, but I have only heard of Yihua Palace, never seen it in person. I am fortunate to meet you today, and I can't help but feel a little curious and excited. I wonder if you would be willing to teach me something? Of course, we only need to give a brief introduction."

"Brother Qin, would you like to see the swordsmanship of the Yihua Palace?" Shen Lang said with a smile. "Since Brother Qin has such a request, I can only respectfully obey and exchange a few moves with Brother Qin. I hope Brother Qin will show mercy!"

After saying that, he turned to look at He Lu and ordered, "Go and get my sword."

Soon, He Lu took the sword.

Qin Jian looked at it carefully and found that it seemed to be a silver sword, which was obviously different from the sword on Mount Emei.

The silver sword in Shen Lang's hand had a narrow blade, seemingly thinner than chopsticks, but it was more than five feet long. Silver light flowed from head to tail, and it seemed like it would fly out of his hand at any moment.

Shen Lang stretched out his finger and flicked it, and the silver sword made a dragon roar.

"Good sword!" Qin Jian couldn't help but praise.

"Brother Qin, please." Shen Lang said.

The two came to the open space in the yard, while the others watched from the side.

Murong Shanshan said, "Just stop when you're done. Don't damage the relationship."

Qin Jian smiled and replied, "Of course, I just want to take this opportunity to broaden my horizons."

After saying that, he turned to look at Shen Lang and said politely, "Brother Hua, please forgive my rudeness."

Before he finished speaking, he had already thrust out three swords. These three swords were not only extremely swift, but also majestic and powerful. Each sword attacked just right.

Shen Lang stood there holding a sword, motionless. Qin Jian stabbed him three times in a row, but he didn't even fight back.

Seeing that he didn't move, Qin Jian suddenly spun the sword and changed direction.

Swish swish.

The sword lights connected into one, and Qin Jian stabbed out several more swords.

It is indeed a technique that stops at the target, but these moves are all feints. However, if he encounters an ordinary person, Qin Jian can change his offensive at any time and turn the feints into real moves.

No matter how the opponent dodges, he is under Qin Jian's control.

Before he was thirty years old, he became the leader of the martial arts world in Guangdong and Guangxi. He was indeed unique in his own way.

Shen Lang suddenly asked, "Brother Nangong, you are also a martial arts master. If you were to wield the sword, which direction would you stab?"

Hearing this, Nangong Liu's expression became solemn, and then he said in a deep voice: "Abdominal knot, palace, Huantiao..."

Before he finished speaking, Qin Jian stabbed at the part he mentioned.

But these swords still could not be fully exerted in front of Shen Lang.

Shen Lang added, "Although Brother Nangong is weak, his understanding of martial arts is indeed unique. Brother Qin, be careful, I am about to make a move."

After he finished speaking, he swung the silver sword in his hand.

When the sword is still, it is already emitting flowing silver light, dazzling the eyes.

At this moment, the sword light flashed, like a basin of mercury poured into the air.

Qin Jian did not dare to delay and quickly used his sword to block.

But just as he made his sword move, Shen Lang's silver sword shot out straight ahead, piercing through the sky full of sword shadows and piercing Qin Jian's chest.

In the eyes of others, this sword can definitely be regarded as ordinary and without any fancy moves.

But Nangong Liu had a different opinion, because the sword was drawn at an incredibly fast speed and with such swift force that it seemed to transform decay into something magical!

Even though Qin Jian's swordsmanship had countless variations, he still had to avoid this stab first.

But seeing the dazzling silver light, Shen Lang stabbed out with the sword again.

Qin Jian's sword moves became more intensive, with sword lights flowing all over the sky. In just a few breaths, he had stabbed out no less than ten swords.

It seems that Qin Jian has the upper hand, but he is actually passive everywhere.

The next moment, a streak of mercury passed through his sword shadow.

Looking at this straight silver line, Qin Jian's face suddenly showed an expression of extreme fear.

He found that the sword in his hand seemed to have lost its life, like holding a soft dead snake, and was completely unable to exert its due power.

Nangong Liu on the side also widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief.

Because the sword in front of him seemed to have many flaws, but in fact it had no flaws at all.

It was like a living creature. No matter how unpredictable Qin Jian's sword moves were, it could not escape the reach of the opponent's sword.

No matter how exquisite Qin Jian's moves were, this sword could always easily pierce his chest and throat. No one could withstand its sharpness, and no force could stop its advance.

Qin Jian's face turned pale as paper in an instant, and his heart was filled with despair.

He could only watch the silver thread rushing towards his throat, unable to do anything.

At this moment, he was even ready to die.

However, to everyone's surprise, the sword did not pierce his throat.

It stopped abruptly less than an inch away from his throat, as if blocked by an invisible force.

Murong Jiu and others were so dazzled by what they saw that they almost forgot where they were.

Their eyes were fixed on Shen Lang, and the thoughts in their minds were completely indescribable. This thrilling contest shocked the women.

"Thank you." Shen Lang retracted his sword and smiled slightly.

Qin Jian let out a long sigh: "Thank you, Brother Hua, for showing mercy. You are truly worthy of being the disciple of the two Palace Masters of Yihua Palace."

He knew that if it was a life-and-death fight, the opponent could kill him with the first move.

"The martial arts of the Yihua Palace are indeed exquisite." Nangong Liu praised, "That sword is unmatched in the world."

Shen Lang smiled and said, "Brother Nangong, you are too kind. He Lu, have someone arrange a banquet. I want to treat you all to a good drink."

Qin Jian was about to put away his sword, but he found that there were dozens of chopstick-sized holes on the sword.

Next to it is a line from Li Bai's poem: "Kill one man every ten steps, and leave no trace in a thousand miles. When the work is done, I leave, concealing my identity and my name."

He suddenly felt a chill running from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

It turned out that the opponent did not only stab with three swords, but stabbed with dozens of swords, and even left this poem on his sword, but he did not notice anything!
If it stabbed me, I would definitely die without knowing how I died.

Seeing him stunned, Murong Shanshan asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

Qin Jian smiled bitterly: "His swordsmanship is so powerful that no one in the world can resist or dodge it."

"You can't either?" Murong Shanshan asked.

Qin Jian slowly shook his head and said in a heavy tone, "I can't. I originally thought he only used three swords, but in fact, he used far more than thirty swords."

Murong Shanshan gently comforted him, "Yihua Palace has always been regarded as a sacred place in the martial arts world. It is natural that they possess powerful martial arts. You don't need to overthink it."

"I hope we won't become each other's enemies in the future." Qin Jian sighed helplessly.

He Lu quickly ordered her men to go to the restaurant in the city to order a sumptuous meal. All of these dishes were carefully prepared with the finest ingredients.

Not only that, the fragrant wine is even more intoxicating and hard to extricate oneself.

Perhaps it was because the wine was too strong, or perhaps Nangong Liu and Qin Jian had poor alcohol tolerance, but they both ended up drunk and unconscious without realizing it.

Wait until the night is deep and everything is quiet.

Qin Jian slowly woke up.

At this moment, he not only felt his head was dizzy and about to split, but also his throat was extremely dry and thirsty, and he urgently needed water.

He forced his eyes open and looked around, only to find that the light in the room was still on, but he was the only one on the bed.

Qin Jian didn't have too many thoughts. This was the temporary residence of Yihua Palace, and some things were not convenient to do here.

However, he was still thinking about telling Murong Shanshan some important things.

So he forced himself to stand up, slowly opened the door, and walked out. Outside, the moonlight was hazy, like a veil covering the earth, like a dream.

Just when he was thinking about where to look for Murong Shanshan, he suddenly heard a beautiful sound of piano.

Qin Jian only listened to a short section and recognized his wife's piano skills.

So he followed the direction where the music came from.

After passing several rockery, the sound of the piano became clearer and clearer.

After passing a big tree in front, the road suddenly became clear.

About seven or eight feet away is a pavilion, brightly lit.

I saw Murong Shanshan sitting inside playing the piano. She was the only one in the huge pavilion.

Qin Jian was about to step forward when he suddenly felt something was wrong.

After looking carefully, I was stunned.

It was because Murong Shanshan was only wearing a light veil that covered her private parts, making her look hazy, but it failed to cover her chest and hands and feet.

How is this going?

Qin Jian didn't understand for a moment, because he had never seen his wife dressed like this before.

Before he could figure out what was going on.

The piano music has stopped abruptly.

Murong Shanshan stood up and walked to the side, and Qin Jian only then discovered that there was a soft couch next to her.

A man in white was reclining on the couch, holding a wine glass in his hand.

It was Hua Wuque.

Murong Shanshan picked up the wine jug and poured him a glass of wine.

He then knelt down, lowered his head, and stammered, not knowing what to do.

Qin Jian looked over with eyes wide open.

When he saw clearly what was happening, he immediately felt dizzy.

My beloved wife is with another man...

He wanted to yell, but for some reason, he felt like he couldn't say a word.

It even felt like I couldn't move my feet.

It’s not that he has any preference in this area, but the impact of this scene was so great that his mind went blank.

Qin Jian's eyes were already bloodshot and his heart was broken.

After a while, Murong Shanshan stood up and said with a smile, "Bad guy, my second sister just said that you gave her the rain and dew. You can't be partial to one and ignore the other. Shan'er also wants it."

Shen Lang said: "You are the daughter-in-law of the Qin family..."

"So what if I'm the daughter-in-law of the Qin family?" Murong Shanshan said, "I want to bear offspring for you. Shan'er regrets not meeting you first. Whatever I've given him, whatever I haven't, Shan'er will only give to you. He doesn't even have the right to be jealous."

She sat on Shen Lang and continued, "He is only worthy of offering me to you, the young master. He is not even qualified to touch me."

Qin Jian felt as if he was struck by lightning. He staggered and almost fainted on the ground.

for the rest of the time.

As Murong Shanshan said, no matter what he has seen or not seen, no matter what he has obtained or not obtained.

Murong Shanshan gave them all to another man.

He just stood there stupidly, at a loss as to what to do.

He even seemed to have forgotten to go out and fight for his life.

An indescribable fear has completely enveloped him.

My mind is confused.

He didn't notice what the two people in the pavilion were doing.

But the words of Murong Shanshan and Shen Lang continued to reach his ears.

It seemed like a long time had passed, but Murong Shanshan never stopped talking.

"Although Qin Jian is my husband, he is only worthy of offering me to you. He should be grateful that I met you, otherwise I would never be happy in my life."

It turned out that she had said these words over and over again countless times, and Qin Jian listened to her saying it over and over again, and suddenly found that his thinking became a little confused, and he was also influenced by what she said.

She didn't feel any hatred towards the man who was doing such despicable things. Instead, she was grateful for his presence.

Time passed slowly.

Qin Jian didn't know how many hours had passed.

I saw the two people in the pavilion leave.

He also slowly turned and left.

When I was about to return to my room, I found that the scene in the hall had changed.

It was decorated as if for a wedding.

Moreover, Murong Shuang and Murong Shanshan were wearing wedding dresses, while Shen Lang was wearing groom's suit.

Nangong Liu knelt in front of the three people.

Qin Jian paused, his mind full of questions. What was going on?

At this moment, Murong Shanshan said, "Qin Jian, come in."

Qin Jian walked into the hall.

Murong Shanshan suddenly shouted, "Kneel down!"

puff.

Qin Jian knelt down on his knees as if it were a conditioned reflex.

"Do you know why I asked you to kneel down?" Murong Shanshan asked.

Qin Jian shook his head blankly.

Murong Shanshan smiled sweetly: "I guess you saw it all just now."

Qin Jian was silent for a moment, then nodded.

Murong Shanshan said: "As you can see, I have already surrendered to the young master and will marry him. Although you are my husband, from now on, you are not even qualified to touch me, just like Nangong Liu."

"Waste, say something." Murong Shuang said to Nangong Liu, "Set an example for your third brother."

Nangong Liu lowered his head and said, "I am weak, so I will marry Shuang'er to you tonight. I kneel down and ask you to favor my wife more and let my Nangong family have an heir soon."

"Qin Jian, do you know what to say?" Murong Shanshan asked.

Qin Jian nodded and said, "I am grateful for Brother Hua's appearance. Otherwise, I am afraid Shanshan will never be happy in this life. So please marry Shanshan and spend more time with her. If Shanshan has children, I will raise them as my own."

Shen Lang laughed heartily: "I will definitely take good care of the two ladies, you can just rest assured, get up quickly, and by the way, brothers, say thank you quickly."

"Thank you!" Qin Jian and Nangong Liu said in unison.

Shen Lang nodded and said, "Alright, go down. This young master wants to consummate his marriage with the two ladies and strive to fulfill your wishes as soon as possible."

Qin Jian and Nangong Liu left the hall at the same time. Listening to the laughter coming from behind him, he did not feel the slightest bit of heartache. Instead, he was happy for his wife's choice.

"Second brother..." Qin Jian suddenly spoke.

Nangong Liu asked doubtfully, "Third brother, what's wrong?"

"So you also offered your second sister to the young master." Qin Jian said.

Nangong Liu smiled slightly and said leisurely: "If your second sister can let him leave a descendant for the Nangong family, I will definitely take good care of it."

"Me too." Qin Jian said seriously.

Just a moment later, Nangong Liu exclaimed: "Oh no..."

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(End of this chapter)