Since Yin Seke always seemed to be out of spirits, everyone did not chat for too long.

Diao Chong led everyone to the guest rooms one by one, and finally took Qingyun to the small building adjacent to the master's bedroom.

"Master Qing, this trip to Snake Killer Villa may be very dangerous."

Diao Chong raised his head and looked at the moon, seemingly randomly finding a topic to strike up a conversation with Qingyun.

Qingyun just replied casually,

"Yeah, but we'll be careful."

Diao Chong suddenly stopped and turned to look at Ding Qingyun with a cautious look on his face.

"I have something to ask of Master Qing."

"Brother Diao, please speak."

"Well, actually I shouldn't have said this.

But I’m afraid that if I don’t tell you today, I won’t have another chance.”

Diao Chong took a slow breath, calmed down a little, and then continued,

"Yin Shimei has her own secret, don't let her fall into despair.

Otherwise, she might die.

Of course not for others.

But I seem to have seen that if it is to celebrate the sect master, she is very likely to do such a stupid thing."

Qingyun was shocked when he heard this, and said in disbelief,

"What? You, please tell me more details."

"I can't go into too much detail,

I shouldn't have said these things without her permission.

But your plans for tomorrow will be different,

If I didn't point it out in advance, I might make a big mistake."

"If that's the case, I won't let Junior Sister Yin go with you tomorrow."

Diao Chong shook his head,

"The girls from the Yin family are weak on the outside, but inside they have a stubborn temper that even nine oxen can't control.

Since she has promised you, it is absolutely impossible for her to change her mind.

Sect Master Qing should understand in the future.

By the way, I have something I want to give to Sect Master Qing.

With this thing, I should be more sure of protecting the Yin family girls."

Diao Chong raised his palm and tapped three times, and someone immediately sent him a brocade box.

Diao Chong took the brocade box and drove away the servants, then opened the box and took out a thick metal glove from inside.

He put the glove on his left hand, raised it to Qingyun, and threw the brocade box aside.

The whole set of movements is coherent and elegant. It seems that although this Diao Gongzi is not proficient in martial arts, he is not a weak scholar without the power to restrain a chicken.

"Master Qing, I once heard Senior Sima talk about your martial arts attainments.

It is said that you have mastered the art of Tuna for the first time, mastered both internal and external skills, and mastered both sword and sword skills.

Although he is not very talented, he is not proficient in martial arts, but he wants to take the palm of the sect leader with this green devil hand.

I hope that Master Qing will not hold back."

The gloves were of a strange style, and they looked as thick and knotted as ghost claws. They glowed faintly with a tragic metallic light under the moonlight, and they fit well with the name Green Devil's Hands.

Just trying to catch Qingyun's palm with just this metal glove seems a bit fanciful.

Qingyun scratched his head, fearing that it would be rude to say too harsh a word, but if he said too softly and could not dispel the other person's idea, then he could only boast appropriately.

"This, Brother Diao,

My palm skills have been passed down by Xiao Feng, the king of Jiangxia in the Southern Qi Dynasty.

His palm skills can open monuments and crack rocks, his bravery is incredible..."

Diao Chong laughed out loud, and without waiting for Qingyun to finish what he said, he interrupted,

"Of course I know the methods of Master Qing.

If King Jiangxia of Southern Qi or King Xiaolong of Wei were here,

I'm also interested in trying out the depth with them.

I, Diao Chong, am not a reckless person who knows the heights of the world.

Since you are invited, you must hold on.

Why don't you, Lord Qing, let go and do something?"

When Diao Chong said this, Qingyun couldn't shirk anymore.

He clasped his fists and said "you're bragging", then he opened his posture and shouted,

"I'm coming!"

Diao Chong nodded to indicate for him to continue, and then Qingyun clapped his hand.

Palm Wind Tiger, although the power of this move is astonishing, Qingyun only used his outsider's strength, relying solely on the explosion of muscles and bones, and did not activate Zixia's magical power.

In his mind, Diao Chong probably had no idea about martial arts at all, and he didn't understand how much a master's palm power could be strengthened in an instant, so he still had to be more measured in his attacks.

Bang!

The two palms met, and Qingyun felt that there must be some force-relieving mechanism behind the green devil's hand. Although he was pushing against a cold piece of iron at the moment, he was limp and unable to exert any force.

Although this force-unloading mechanism is exquisite, such a big thing will obviously affect the flexibility of the moves, and it has little practical significance.

After all, it was the work of an inexperienced scholar...

This thought flew through his mind, and in the next moment, Qingyun immediately felt the true power of the Green Demon Hand.

Suddenly there was a surge in his chest, his mind was buzzing, his throat was so sweet that he almost vomited blood!

Qingyun's eyes widened, and he retreated suddenly, swiss-swish, swish-swish, for more than ten steps in a row. Then he stood still, adjusted his breath, and managed to stabilize his mind by doing some exercises.

Diao Chong was not familiar with martial arts. Although the green devil's hand took away most of Qingyun's strength, it still dragged him back and staggered him a few steps.

When he stood firm, he still looked calm and calm, far less embarrassed than Qingyun was at this moment.

"What do you think, Master Qing, now?"

Qingyun circulated his breath for a week to ensure that his internal organs and meridians were not seriously damaged, and then he dared to exhale and speak loudly.

"Not bad! Come on, let me try one more palm!"

"good!"

Qingyun finally took the opponent seriously, and Diao Chong readily agreed.

The two of them are generally high-spirited and full of confidence.

A touch of gauze-like purple air covered Qingyun's face, reflecting the faint green light in Diao Chong's palm.

The figures suddenly clashed!

Bang! Chi!

Collision, release of force.

After all, Diao Chong's steps were unsteady and he flew out first.

Teng Teng Teng, stepped back dozens of steps in a row, and did not stop until he hit the wall.

Although he retreated hastily, his complexion remained normal and he was not injured.

Qingyun did not retreat, he still stayed in the same place, but he knelt down on one knee, holding his lower abdomen, and kept retching.

When Diao Chong came back slowly, Qingyun reluctantly straightened up, endured the pain and asked,

"So overbearing! What kind of weapon is this?"

Diao Chong sighed slightly, took off his gloves and put them into the brocade box, while explaining to Qingyun,

"Yang Quan, a scholar of the Wu Dynasty in the Three Kingdoms, collected the comments of Yang Xiong, Wang Yun, and Zhang Heng from the two Han Dynasties, and wrote sixteen volumes of "Theory of Physics".

Most of this book was lost during the trip to the south, but a copy still survives in Diao's family.

I came across it by chance and it was like finding a treasure.

There are instructions in the book on how to make large machines such as Huntian, Earthquake, Compass and so on.

It's just that I can't learn those complicated ones. So far I've only tinkered with this blue devil hand.

This glove has a laminated frame, which can be used to relieve pressure.
To be continued...