My mother-in-law is forty-eight and approaching fifty.

And if my father-in-law were still alive, he would already be over fifty.

We have reached this age in life, and those who should recognize each other will naturally come out to recognize each other.

If we still don't recognize each other, then there is no need to recognize each other in the remaining years. The best years have been wasted. I can only say that I am cruel and unfeeling!

Therefore, Yang Ruoqing is now on the side of her mother-in-law and has a grudge against the father-in-law whom she has never met. If he is really alive and entrusts the white-clothed sect leader to help save Tang Yazi, it means that he has been paying attention to her.

Things here.

Paying attention without showing up is more selfish!

If she were to find him one day, she would definitely scold her father-in-law on behalf of her mother-in-law!

"Have you seen Yanta Mountain in front of you?"

The sect leader in white was riding on a horse, raising the jade Xiao in his hand and pointing to the mountains ahead.

"Zhujian Villa is halfway up Yanta Mountain." He added.

Following his guidance, Yang Ruoqing also saw the mountain ahead, as well as a green tiled and white wall exposed on the mountainside.

"We've finally arrived. I don't know what's going on with my family Fengtang now. I hope I haven't been poisoned!" Yang Ruoqing said.

The white-clothed sect master said nothing about this.

After pondering for a moment, he simply said: "Based on my understanding of the madman Zhuge Qingyun, if he really wants to kill someone, he will kill him on the spot as soon as he finds that person."

"I will definitely not bring him all the way back to his lair and kill him again. He is a swordsman, so he still has some pride in that."

Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing nodded: "I have been consoling myself this way along the way. Since he arrested my family Fengtang and came to Zhujian Villa, he must have other purposes."

"Until the goal is achieved, my family Fengtang should not be harmed."

However, there is bound to be torture, and it is impossible to treat someone like a guest.

Thinking of this, Yang Ruoqing clenched her fists and said, "Senior, let's go up the mountain, my sword can't wait any longer!"

The white-clothed sect leader glanced at her sword-holding hand with protruding veins, and said calmly: "My Peach Blossom Valley is not needed in Sword Forging Villa. You can't just jump in by luck."

"Zhuge Qingyun has many disciples under his sect. Any one of these disciples who is placed in the world will be a master of swordsmanship."

"They are hiding in the light and in the dark. You can knock them down with just one stroke of your palm. Why don't you stay at the bottom of the mountain and wait while I go up the mountain alone..."

"no!"

Yang Ruoqing interrupted the white-clothed sect leader's words.

"Senior, I know you care about me. You can rest assured. You are the master. It's normal that I can't stand your palm. But I can still handle the swordsmen in the villa!"

"On the way, I, a female prostitute, came to look for you. I also met some people with ulterior motives along the way, but I solved them all!"

"I will act by ear and promise not to hold you back, senior!" she said with a sincere look.

The white-clothed sect leader frowned: "If anything goes wrong with you, I won't be able to explain it to my old friend..."

Yang Ruoqing said: "Senior, please believe me, I can really protect myself!"

"Look, this sword of mine is extraordinary. This sword can cut iron as well as clay!"

Yang Ruoqing originally didn't want to use her Moye Sword to make a fuss, but in order to enter the villa to save Tang Yazi, she had to use her trump card to gain points for herself.

"What kind of sword is this? It looks ordinary!" The white-clothed sect leader glanced at the sword and asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Senior, please pull it out!"

With a trace of doubt, the leader of the white-clothed sect reached out and grasped the hilt of the sword, but found that he could not pull it out.

He exerted force again, but it still remained motionless, and the sword seemed to have grown together with the scabbard.

The sect leader in white couldn't help but look at the sword in Yang Ruoqing's hand again.

"This sword...can you pull it out?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing hooked her lips, held the hilt of the sword, and gently pulled it, 'Clang...'

A flash of green light passed before his eyes, and the next moment, he saw a green sword in Yang Ruoqing's hand.

He squinted his eyes, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

I have seen many weapons, but this is the first time I have seen such a light and agile sword. When you touch it with your fingers, it is as thin as a cicada's wing, refreshing and cool.

There seemed to be a tremor in my fingertips.

"This sword has spirituality!" he said.

"Is it true that no one in this world can pull it out except you?" he asked again.

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "That's true."

The white-clothed sect leader smiled: "If I guess correctly, the sword in your hand that recognizes its owner is the legendary 'Moye Sword'!"

Yang Ruoqing nodded repeatedly: "Senior is really powerful. He guessed it right and it is indeed the Moye Sword!"

The leader of the white-clothed sect looked at Yang Ruoqing again from the sword to the person, and said: "To be able to obtain this sword and be recognized by this sword as its master, I guess you are something beyond ordinary people. Okay, you can follow me up the mountain.

With this Moye Sword in hand, which is as sharp as clay, I should have no problem protecting myself!"

Yang Ruoqing was so excited that she almost cheered.

"Thank you, senior, for helping me!"

The two people went up the mountain. Outside the villa, Yang Ruoqing caught a young disciple who came out of the villa and inquired about the situation inside the villa.

"That young disciple said that the owner of their village did leave for a while some time ago and returned to the village not long ago."

"But in the past few days, the owner of the village has begun to practice in seclusion. Now the village is under martial law and has closed the door to all visitors."

Yang Ruoqing truthfully reported the information she learned to the leader of the Baiyi Sect.

After the white-clothed sect leader pondered for a while, he said: "He is in seclusion just in time, so no one will stumble. Let's get straight to the point. Just find Luo Fengtang and take him out of the villa!"

Yang Ruoqing said: "I think so too, try my best to avoid unnecessary problems."

The purpose of coming here was mainly to save Tang Yazi, not to challenge Zhuge Qingyun.

The so-called gentleman's revenge is never too late in ten years. Rescue the person first, and you will naturally have the opportunity to take revenge in the future!

The two people discussed it and planned to sneak into the inner courtyard of Zhuge Villa to rescue Luo Fengtang while Zhuge Qingyun was in retreat.

Zhuge Villa is a famous villa in the world. It is the residence of Zhuge Qingyun, the respected sword sect. Here, there are treasures that people in the world yearn for.

These treasures are not yellow and white things like money, but superior martial arts secrets and weapons.

Many of these weapons are ranked on the weapons spectrum.

"Zhijian Villa is really big. This entire mountainside has been reserved by the Zhuge family as a residence." Yang Ruoqing looked around and sighed.

The sect leader in white said: "This old madman has been studying swords all his life. There is also a sword tomb in Zhuangzi. There are many weapons in the armory. All weapons with names in the world can be found here."
Chapter completed!