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Chapter 2092

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"Miss Lu, that's too much." Dongfang Xiao said calmly.

He had sword-like eyebrows, starry eyes, thin lips, and a handsome face. He could naturally attract everyone's attention when he stood there. When he stood with Lu Qingxue, they looked like a perfect couple.

Lu Qingxue chuckled and shook her head, "What kind of master produces what kind of disciple. Overbearing and disrespectful, your disciple is carved from the same mold as you."

Dongfang Xiao smiled: "That's because he was young and ignorant. Why do you keep thinking about it?"

"He was like that when he was young, and it's still the same now!" Lu Qingxue snorted: "If it weren't for you, I would have crippled him long ago. It's a joke to take my disciple as his wife!"

"Well …" Dongfang Xiao touched his chin and smiled. "Let the young people solve their own problems. As a senior, there is no need to intervene and make everyone unhappy."

"Dongfang Xiao, what do you want to do?" Lu Qingxue snorted: "Are you going to fight with me for your disciple?"

"I have experienced Miss Lu's martial arts. I'm not your opponent." Dongfang Xiao smiled: "It's really unwise for Xiao Chou to provoke you, but as a senior, you shouldn't be so harsh. This is also wrong."

"Then what do you want to do?" Lu Qingxue snorted: "I'm telling you in advance, if he pesters my disciple again, don't blame me for being ruthless. You know that!"

"Your disciple is indeed smart and lovely. She's a good match." Dongfang Xiao stood with his hands behind his back and looked at Qin Mengyun. He smiled and said: "No wonder Xiao Chou is so obsessed with her."

"Of course!" Lu Qingxue said.

Dongfang Xiao said: "If that's the case, then let her be Xiao Chou's wife."

"Nonsense!" Lu Qingxue sneered: "Do you want to take her away for your disciple?"

"What are you talking about?" Dongfang Xiao waved his hand and smiled: "I can't do such a thing. I just want to discuss with you."

"Then I'll make it clear to you, there's no way!" Lu Qingxue said coldly: "Don't even think about it. My disciple will never marry your disciple. Just give up."

"What's wrong with a small grudge?" Dongfang Xiao shook his head, "Except that he is a little straightforward, his martial arts and character are impeccable. He will be a top figure in the future. Is he not worthy of your disciple?"

"He's more straightforward?" Lu Qingxue shook her head and said, "Reckless. If he steps into the martial arts world with such a temper, he will die without a burial place."

"Haha, my apprentice is indeed inappropriate in dealing with your apprentice." Dongfang Xiao said, "But he will not be so unwise to others. He always has some brains!"

"That's true." Lu Qingxue said, "You're such a crafty person, your disciple won't be too honest. No matter what you say, I won't agree. Tell me, do you want to fight?"

"Sigh …" Dongfang Xiao looked at Murong Chou.

Murong Chou hurriedly said, "Master, this is my own matter, I can handle it!"

Dongfang Xiao said, "Well, you deal with it yourself first."

Murong Chou heaved a sigh of relief.

Dongfang Xiao smiled and said, "Miss Lu, we are old friends. Why don't you invite me into the mountain for a cup of tea?"

"Let's go." Lu Qingxue scoffed.

She could ignore Murong Chou as he was a junior after all, but Dongfang Xiao could not be too negligent.

Qin Mengyun looked at Dongfang Xiao and then at Lu Qingxue, revealing a curious look.

She felt that the relationship between Master and Dongfang Xiao was unusual. There might be some kind of friendship between them. She was very curious.

Dongfang Xiao turned his head and looked at Murong Chou, "Young Chou, you can go back by yourself, right?"

"Yes, Master." Murong Chou nodded.

Dongfang Xiao smiled and entered the mountain with Lu Qingxue and Qin Mengyun, disappearing without a trace.

Chu Li suddenly appeared beside Murong Chou and looked at the direction where they left.

Murong Chou turned his head and saw him. He scoffed, "When did you come?"

"I've been watching for a while." Chu Li shook his head and said, "It's really interesting!"

"You're happy to see me make a fool of myself, aren't you?" Murong Chou said snappily, "Why didn't you come out earlier!"

Chu Li said, "What's the point of me coming out?"

"… That's true." Murong Chou scoffed, "I can't even deal with her, let alone you."

Chu Li asked, "Are your injuries serious?"

As he spoke, he slapped his palm on Murong Chou's shoulder. A stream of inner energy drilled into Murong Chou's body. Immediately, Chu Li could see that Murong Chou's internal injuries were mostly healed. There was another stream of inner energy that was rapidly healing his injuries and expelling a stream of inner energy that was as gentle as water.

Chu Li understood that this should be Dongfang Xiao's inner energy. The stream of inner energy that was being expelled was the Swallow Butterfly Palm. As expected, it was extremely pure. These famous seniors should not be underestimated. They were all powerful figures.

Murong Chou said, "Why are you looking for me?"

"I'm here to visit Miss Qin. I didn't expect to encounter such a scene. Interesting, interesting." Chu Li sighed, "I won't say much. It's good that you're here. I want to ask you about something."

"Speak." Murong Chou nodded.

Wu Yuansi's temperament suited him very well. He did not point fingers or poke his nose into other people's business. He did what he should and did not say much.

Chu Li said, "Do you know who else cultivates the Soul Separation Palm other than the Profound Heart Sect?"

"The Soul Separation Palm?" Murong Chou thought for a while, "The Profound Heart Sect's unique martial arts?"

Chu Li looked disappointed, "Looks like you don't know."

"Who said I don't know?" Murong Chou was unconvinced, "Even if I don't know, someone else will. Follow me!"

As he spoke, he pulled Chu Li's sleeve and the two of them suddenly disappeared.

The next moment, the two of them appeared in front of a giant peak that was as steep as a sword. It was the location of the Sword Demon Sect that Chu Li came to before.

"I don't know, but I have a Senior Brother, Feng Bo Gu. He is knowledgeable and knows everything. He will definitely tell you," Murong Chou said.

Chu Li smiled, "This is top-secret information. It's the top secret of the Profound Heart Sect."

"Don't worry. Nothing can be hidden from my Senior Brother Feng," Murong Chou said.

The two of them chatted as they glided up the mountain.

Two disciples in green appeared in a flash. When they saw Murong Chou, they quickly closed fist saluted, "Senior Brother Murong."

Murong Chou waved his hand and did not say a word.

Chu Li nodded at the two of them and followed Murong Chou through a few forests in one go. There was a martial arts field in the forest. After passing through two continuous layers of palaces, they arrived at a small courtyard halfway up the mountain.

Chu Li realized that the layout of the Sword Demon Sect and the Flying Heaven Sect were not too different. The top of the mountain was a palace while the waist of the mountain was filled with small courtyards.

The continuous courtyards were about a hundred meters apart and were surrounded by trees.

The two of them arrived at a small courtyard. Murong Chou directly pushed the door open and entered.

There was a middle-aged man reading a book. When he saw Murong Chou pushing the door open, he put down the book and said coldly, "Junior Brother Murong, what brings you here?"

Chu Li sized up the middle-aged man. He was handsome and had a thin figure. He did not look like he knew martial arts.

However, there was a strange power in his body that was deeply hidden. If it was someone else, they would really overlook it and think that he did not know martial arts. In fact, he was still cultivating the Heavenly Demonic Power. It was just that the Heavenly Demonic Power was unusually concealed.

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