Mysterious Martial Arts: The Record of the Swordsman

Chapter 179

The wind and rain outside the gate of Luo's Mansion can be seen faintly, like cloudy clouds in the heavy sky of Guangzhou Mansion, while the distant sky is unsteady, with golden dragons, silver snakes and thunder bursting from time to time, and the continuous rainstorm has become a reality. Disaster, but it can't stain the elegant face of the white-robed young man in front of him at all.

As the figures settled down, a total of seven people from the Red Flower Society came to this trip, not too many, not too few, which happened to be the limit of this mansion, but after all, people felt a little crowded, It's like the subtle patience of the host at the moment.

"Old hero Luo forgives the presumptuousness of the younger generation, but please think twice about washing your hands in the golden basin."

Chen Jialuo looked at the stage with deep meaning, then put the folding fan into his sleeves, and gave a deep salute cleanly, with a posture that was beyond reproach.

Everyone knew that he came here with a purpose, just like everyone present here today, but few people could openly admit that they came here for fame and fortune—they just vaguely felt that Chen Jialuo was different from them.

There are too many things competing for fame and fortune in the rivers and lakes, such as Zhou Long's big fanfare to promote the reputation of the Escort, such as the Qingqi Gang's unconventional leadership, and Jiang Wen's own band singing continuously, these are all within the scope allowed by the rules publicity.

However, Chen Jialuo's actions in the rain and the words of openly proposing marriage belonged to the overbearing and domineering that is not uncommon in the world, and put on a layer of euphemism and subtlety, and his gestures and gestures carried the unique literati's desire to promote before suppressing, as if The rudeness of the famous young man's deliberately lowered posture made these martial arts people feel quite good.

It was also because of this that all the martial arts people in the field looked sideways. Although they were surprised by his sudden visit, they couldn't feel the disgust they should have.

No one thought they would come, much less that it would be them.

They came after all.

The Red Flower Association regards the ancestor of the Red Flower as its ancestor. Its origin as a martial arts family has always been quite mysterious. It is said that in the early years, it was only a loose organization established by the hero Yu Wanting. Actions have been tepid for more than ten years.

But a few months ago, the Red Flower Society rose to fame for no reason.

Overnight, almost even the women, children, and children in the entire capital of Dayi knew that there was a group of martial artists with outstanding kungfu and congenial spirit who formed a sworn alliance at Honghuating, Hubei.No matter how old or young they are, or how high or low their sect is, they are all considered brothers. When they go out, they ride in the same car, and when they enter, they share the same seat. They punish evil gentry and bullies everywhere and uphold justice.

Ordinary people heard this because they had a taste for some new stories after dinner, but people in the Jianghu immediately became alert.

What they pay attention to is that until now, no one knows who these masters are, and no one knows why these masters gather together, and no one knows the purpose of gathering so many kung fu masters in the Red Flower Society. It's as casual as a heavy rainstorm in the lotus pond in the afternoon, and it's natural for random beads to enter the boat.

Among these people, the origin of the new chief rudder is still the most mysterious.

The former chief helmsman, Yu Wanting, passed the position to Chen Jialuo before his retirement. No one knew how he was able to overwhelm the crowd, and why he was able to rank higher than a thousand famous masters in the rivers and lakes. Today, it is worth their effort to advance bedding.

Mysterious and dignified to the extreme, it becomes a kind of absurd unreality. The martial arts people seem to be watching the generals and appearances on the stage, so that they have no time to think about the abnormalities.

"It turns out that he is the chief rudder of the Red Flower Society, which has become famous recently. This is the first time this old man has seen a real person, and he is indeed as good-looking as the rumors say."

Luo Yuantong's topic suddenly changed, and for a while, everyone almost forgot that this was the Golden Basin Washing Hands Conference.And the disciples of the Luo family simply moved a grand master's chair, and let the white-bearded and haired Luo Yuantong sit down comfortably.

"President Chen, what is your intention of not letting me wash my hands in the golden basin today? What does it have to do with my daughter?"

It is quite inappropriate to forcefully proceed at this time, so Luo Yuantong also said calmly.

"Old hero Luo, the younger generation is extremely terrified, but there is a reason to come here today. There are many people here, so why don't we make a decision after we explain in detail, and we will hold the grand meeting again at an opportune time."

Chen Jialuo's attitude was still very humble, but Luo Yuantong's brows suddenly frowned.

His planned Golden Basin Handwashing Conference was interrupted, and the limelight of the audience was taken away, but he didn't show any annoyance. He just exchanged glances with the leaders of the Songyang faction, Xinghan gang, and Qingqi gang, and continued. Said slowly.

"Okay, I don't blame you for this matter. But regarding the proposal of marriage, you and I are old friends. I think I should have told you about the old man's rules. Even if the chief rudder has no time to explain, you two should Let's be clear—"

Luo Yuantong's final sound was lengthened, and the sound wave shook his eardrums like a tiger's howl. His eyes suddenly opened and a murderous aura rolled in. He looked past Chen Jialuo, who was elegant in white robes, and looked straight at the vulgar one who was following behind him.

These two people look very ordinary, but very special.

The left-wing Taoist described him as thin, with a pale face, and some gray hair scattered between his temples, but his indifferent expression and a plain Taoist robe looked fierce. Even if he held the Yougu Qilan named "Emerald Peony" in one hand, he looked more like a Come to ask the mourners.

As the cold wind blows, his sleeve on the other side flutters without hindrance, and half of the sleeve is actually empty.

And the person on the right is dressed as a wealthy official, about fifty years old, with a beaming smile on his face, holding a heavy jade seated golden Buddha in his hands, and he is at ease. The hands of the person outside were too long and soft, without a trace of fat and bone. Although they were only placed on the chest at this time, there was no doubt that these hands could appear wherever he wanted to touch them at any time.

"Tell me, Master Wuchen of the soul-chasing sword! Thousand-handed Tathagata Zhao Yuanwai!"

Luo Yuantong named out each other's names like a few treasures, but the two people who were suddenly called out were fat and thin, with different expressions, but their postures were like green pines and cypresses. The number was reported, and the people in the martial arts present were in chaos, like reeds blown by the river wind.

People are famous for the shadow of the tree. Walking on the night road is the first to see the shadow of the tree, and walking in the rivers and lakes is also the first to have a reputation.The world is so big that it is impossible for everyone to know each other, but even if there are still many people who can't recognize who they are until just now, they must have heard of their reputation!
The soul-chasing and life-killing sword, Daoist Wuchen, is a long-established veteran top master in the world.

His 72-way soul-chasing and life-snatching sword move kills, and the chain of missing legs is invisible. Although he lost his arm due to disputes in the rivers and lakes in his early years and was disabled, his martial arts have long surpassed appearance. He can stab four or five swords with his hands. He has traveled all over the world alone and rarely met opponents. Due to his withdrawn personality, he has been rumored to have retired to Mount Emei a few years ago, and the news traces have been very slim.

Thousand-Handed Tathagata Zhao Banshan was the most prestigious head disciple of the Wenzhou Wang Family Taiji School back then.

Because the rich and powerful of his family had no intention of competing for the position of head, he ran away alone. After reaching the perfection of Tai Chi Kung Fu, he used his own hidden weapon skills to cross the rivers and lakes. "Thousand-armed Tathagata".After middle age, he is a bold person, making friends all over the world, and he has not been involved in the rivers and lakes for a long time.

This is where the paradox lies. In today's arena, the two men in front of them are ruthless characters who can establish a sect. Regardless of their real record or paper strength, they cannot be ignored.But who would have thought that they would join the Red Flower Club, and at this moment they would become Chen Jialuo's right-hand man!

"It's good to teach Brother Luo to know that the Taoist priest is now the second leader of the Red Flower Society, and Zhao is the third leader. It is a great joy for our Red Flower Society to come to propose marriage today. How can we say that it is a violation of the rules?"

Thousand-handed Tathagata Zhao Banshan was still smiling happily, as if he was very familiar with Luo Yuantong, and it seemed that Luo Yuantong's anger on the stage was just a joke between old friends.

"Everyone in the world knows that you set the rules. If anyone wants to inherit your mantle, they must defeat you first. Since we dare to come here today, we have naturally found someone who can compete with you, brother."

Luo Yuantong snorted coldly, and looked at the Red Flower Society quietly, and the Red Flower Society also stared at Luo Yuantong. Both sides stopped talking and fell into a continuous and subtle silence.

In a corner of the venue, Jiang Wen, who was in the crowd, was preparing to retreat slowly while no one was paying attention.But before he took a few steps back, he collided with someone who was also about to slip away.

"What a coincidence, Miss Yuan."

Yuan Ziyi's foot was stepped on by Jiang Wen, and he glared back at him with bared teeth, and then looked at Honghuahui and his party with fear, not daring to look away for a moment.

Jiang Wen coughed in a low voice with a little embarrassment, "Did you also meet your enemy?"

"Let me hide... Daoist Wuchen and Zhao Yuanwai are my master's friends, and they taught me martial arts in the early years. If they catch me and cause trouble, the news will not reach the master's ears... ..."

Yuan Ziyi acts recklessly and recklessly on weekdays, but she is most in awe of her master Wumei Shitai, and she planned to retreat before seeing anyone.Yuan Ziyi's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally he simply hid behind Jiang Wen, trying to take the opportunity to hide himself.

"As a monk, your master is not a poisonous dragon or beast. How could it make you so afraid?"

Jiang Wen looked at him in disbelief, and then grabbed Ning Die, who was watching the scene wholeheartedly, "Ning Die, are you afraid of me, Master?"

Fu Ningdie looked at Jiang Wen with the eyes of a fool, then made a face and slipped away.

Jiang Wen: "..."

He originally wanted to take this opportunity to brag about the harmonious ethos of the Wuyi faction, but at this moment, he faintly felt that he seemed to have won, but in fact he lost completely.

"Jiang Daochang, Jiang's head, Jiang Daxia."

Yuan Ziyi changed three names in one breath, "Since you stand upright and fearless, let me go out, little girl, and it doesn't matter if you show your skills later."

Yuan Ziyi turned around and wanted to leave, but Jiang Wenqi moved forward and hid behind Yuan Ziyi with a dodge shift.

"Master Jiang, what are you doing?!"

Yuan Ziyi was anxious and annoyed, and quickly covered his face with his sleeves. After all, their voices were a bit abrupt in the quiet atmosphere, and a few martial arts people had already seen them.

Jiang Wen also said in a low voice: "Miss Yuan, don't blame me, you are just being recognized. If I am recognized here, I am afraid that I will never die."

Yuan Ziyi was full of doubts, but saw Jiang Wen pointing to the two people in the Red Flower Society and continuing.

"Did you see those two hanged ghosts? I personally sent them to wait to be killed. Do you think I should hide?"

The two attendants in the Red Flower Club held a pair of mutton fat jade in their hands and separated them to the left and right. They had exactly the same appearance, the same hollow triangular eyes, and the same face was thin and straight like a hanged ghost. They were exactly Qingcheng School. "Impermanence in Black and White" Chang Hezhi and Chang Bozhi Kunzhong.

During the turmoil in Fuzhou City, Jiang Wen once cooperated with them, but the original plan to recruit talented people was too radical, and fell short due to an accident, and finally cheapened the Red Flower Society, which was acting secretly.

They were previously rescued from death row by the Red Flower Society, and they had obviously joined this newly established and vigorous social group, and now they came to propose marriage together in ordinary clothes.

Jiang Wen was very sure that if they "coincidentally" recognized their identities, they wouldn't let it go, and they might get the Red Flower Club to call them together.

Some of the limelight can be shown, but some of the limelight can't, otherwise you can see the typical Fuwei Escort on the back, and they are still squatting in the corner to install mushrooms.

Fortunately, until now, the attention on the court has been elsewhere.The gate of the Luo Mansion was tightly guarded by the heroes of the Red Flower Society, so Jiang Wen had to retreat and walk with Yuan Ziyi, and slowly moved to the diagonally opposite side of the pin-shaped venue, as far away from the gate as possible.

"I see. Mr. Zhao, the old man wants to wash his hands in a golden basin today, but you have to fight with the old man. Is this the way of your Red Flower Society?"

Luo Yuantong sat on the grand master's chair but smiled angrily, pointed at Chen Jialuo and said coldly, "I don't know if today you plan to rely on the talents of your chief rudder, or rely on the advantages of you few masters to break the gold?"

Jiang Wen heard for the first time that Luo Yuantong had set the rule that he had to beat himself to inherit the mantle.

This request is tantamount to self-defeating. When the Spring and Autumn period was at its peak, he could not cultivate heirs. When the power declined, it would become a tasteless tasteless rib that would only lead to the rapid decline of the Luo family.

But when Jiang Wen thought about it, he was suddenly startled, and realized that things were not that simple.

The key to this matter is that the Luo family has only one daughter.In this era, the Luo family, with no successors, is already a fish on the chopping board of many people, and they are waiting for Luo Yuantong to leave them the opportunity-this is probably one of the sources of the Luo family's rumors of recruiting.

In the feudal clan culture, a situation like the Luo family was almost condemned to death. Even the family of the Zhongming Ding Shi Gonghou could not help but be reduced to dust, let alone in the martial arts where the weak are best at preying on the strong. The best way is to compromise, recruit a son-in-law who is a pillar of talent from young talents and disciples of the school as soon as possible, and bet on when the other party's kindness will deteriorate, and whether he can treat Luo Shuang'er kindly.

And the rule Luo Yuantong set up is obviously using his own strength to contend with the Quartet.This move is like telling the world that he doesn't need to recruit a son-in-law to support his orphans. As long as he is healthy, no one can defeat him. Unless he is dead, no one can covet his own daughter.

Jiang Wen has never underestimated the sentiments of the people in the Jianghu during the years of walking in the Ming and Qing dynasties, but he will never overestimate their bottom line. If Luo Yuantong hadn't pointed the finger at himself, the people in the Jianghu would have no idea how despicable they would be. The method is only to deceive Luo Shuang'er's body and mind, as well as Wanguan's family property.

This rule suppressed the ambitions of the disciples of the Luo family and blocked the temptations of the forces from all directions. It was like a high impenetrable wall, and Luo Shuang'er could be well protected inside.

"This is not preventing Jinpen from washing his hands... This is clearly a card bug..."

Jiang Wen sighed slowly, if this meeting went as the people in Jianghu wished, then there would be nothing left but the naked ugliness of human nature.

For Chen Jialuo, Luo Yuantong acted very disapprovingly, but Jiang Wen was a little curious about this gentleman in white robe who was still gentle and elegant.

At this time, Chen Jialuo was already in his twenties, his handsome appearance had already added a bit of sadness, his brows had a calm demeanor, and although he was in a busy city, his mind wandered freely, the light in his eyes was concealed, making people feel calm and reliable at first sight, He still has the bearing of Qiuguan Zhizhu in his hands.

But the more this happened, the more curious Jiang Wen became.

Let’s say he’s here to kick the gym. He’s courteous and respectful. He comes to talk with great gifts, more like a customer asking for help. Say he’s here to ask for a marriage. There’s no rush in his eyes. Luo Shuang'er who was beside the hero turned a blind eye to it, let alone showing her strength in front of Lao Taishan.

Jiang Wen thought about it for a long time. If he had to speculate, he probably came to promote the APP of the National Anti-Fraud Center, right? !
It may be that Jiang Wen's peeping action was too obvious, which made Chen Jialuo aware of something strange. The chief helmsman among the crowd suddenly turned his head, passed through the crowd with staring eyes, and met Jiang Wen miraculously. Looking eyes!

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Wen suddenly felt that the spirit of the altar was shining brightly, but Chen Jialuo's body was shaken, and the boxing scriptures he had already mastered rose spontaneously in his heart, Li Guan Ren Du's eyes darkened, as if he had fought against someone out of thin air one move.

And when he looked again, Jiang Wen was nowhere to be seen.

People in the Jianghu would doubt the gold content of the chief rudder's identity, but Jiang Wen was not puzzled at all.

Others may not know the origin of Chen Jialuo, the chief helmsman, but Jiang Wen knows it very well. Apart from the transfer of power from Tiandihui, it is more related to a management experiment conducted by Chen Jinnan.

Ever since the first battle in the Minyue King's City in Wuyi Mountains, Chen Jinnan witnessed heavy casualties in the Jianghu and failed to make an inch of achievements. After learning from the pain, he made up his mind to retreat from the Jianghu, completely surrendering the power of the Jianghu in his hands to his nephew Chen Jialuo, so as to throw away the Tiandihui. This dangerous shell, old wine in new bottles, re-plans the layout.

Chen Jinnan may be a bit of a loser as the chief rudder, but as a counselor, he can be regarded as the number one scholar. At least as Chen Yonghua, who assisted Zheng Chenggong in political affairs and promoted culture and education, he is already famous in history.

He once mentioned to Jiang Wen that he found that the reform from the Tiandi Society to the Honghua Society involved not only the transition of power, but also the challenges faced by the deep-seated system.

Jiang Wen also talked eloquently at the time that the original school and gang system in the Jianghu was based on the traditional model of mentoring disciples, which was very fragile under the oppression of the Qing government and was often broken by division of troops.The new model needed by the Red Flower Club should be a system that weakens sect background, emphasizes aspirations and ideals, and is a one-stop, multi-core system from top to bottom.This kind of function can be coordinated and distributed by multiple people, turning it into a chariot with thousands of troops galloping. As long as the top decision-maker is responsible for controlling the overall situation, he can control the direction without losing sight.

In Chen Jinnan's eyes, Chen Jialuo was the most suitable leader.

Firstly, he is the son and nephew of the Chen family, blood is thicker than water, and the rebellious cause has always been a father-son soldier, so there is no need to worry about him running away; secondly, Chen Jinnan is very optimistic about his martial arts talent and charisma, enough to convince the team he left behind.

Smart people always talk very easily. Jiang Wen only had a rough talk with Chen Jinnan, and he witnessed the new structure of the Red Flower Society. Taking advantage of the trend of looming confrontation between San Francisco and the Qing court, I don't know if it will be good or bad for the future.

Of course, such a system as the Red Flower Society was not created by Chen Jinnan out of thin air, and even Jiang Wen was just picking up the wisdom of others. At least the White Lotus Sect that he would come to know, adopted such a model to last from the Tang and Song Dynasties to the present.

Furthermore, the Qingyang sect led by Zao Wou-ki may not be able to break away from this model. With the secret growth and development, as a secret sect, it even has the capital to compete with the Qing court.

Jiang Wen and Yuan Ziyi were still moving, and finally found a blind spot next to the Jinpen sink, which happened to be able to block the view from the direction of the Red Flower Society.

At this moment, a young man with a sharp tongue emerged from the group of the Red Flower Club, holding a blue and white longevity vase in his hand, and stepped forward voluntarily.He and Luo Yuantong respectfully invited, but what they said expressed the doubts of the audience.

"Old hero Luo, our chief helmsman came here sincerely. You neither agree nor refuse. Do you want to wait until our clothes are completely dry?"

Luo Yuantong was clearly unable to get off the tiger.

According to his rules, if the other party proposed to marry Luo Shuang'er, he would have to compete with him to win or lose.But today is the Jinpen hand washing meeting, just now he looked like he was swearing to quit the arena, and then he got into a fight with someone in a blink of an eye, so today he doesn't need to wash his hands at all, just put the basin away and forget it.

Chen Jialuo can be regarded as respecting the old and loving the young. He had already given the other party a step down, saying that he could choose another day to open again.

Because he didn't agree in time just now, now he is making excuses that people with a discerning eye can understand, but he is covering up and stealing his own ears and humiliating himself. Even if Luo Yuantong is sure that he can win the opponent, today's face will be considered on the ground.

This is what Jiang Wen said about the card bug.

But such an obvious behavior is not as good as a bully's behavior, and it is not like what Chen Jialuo should do.Jiang Wen could only guess at this time that the reason why he did this was to remind Luo Yuantong not to withdraw from the arena?
"Then what do you say?"

Luo Yuantong said noncommittally, and Luo Shuang'er beside him also blinked his big eyes, as if he hadn't figured out what happened, they looked over together.

Seeing that the eyes of the people in the rivers and lakes were focused on him, the young people of the Red Flower Society talked about it quite proudly.

"This matter is easy to hear, as long as the old hero Luo joins the Red Flower Society, he will naturally be a brother in the gang from now on, and the matter of making a daughter will naturally be taken care of by you heroes. Whoever dares to have a wrong mind will be chased and killed all over the world! "

The moment when Tu Qiong dagger saw it finally came, and Jiang Wen suddenly realized the purpose of the Red Flower Society's trip - other people only covet their daughters and family property, but these bastards don't even let the old man go!
The Honghua Club appeared in Fuzhou before, obviously looking for candidates to attract money and buy horses. At this time, in just half a month, starting from the team arranged by Chen Jinnan, and expanding the Chang brothers and other three or four heads, at this time the idea was decided. Arrived at the head of the Luo family who was alone.

Luo Yuantong smiled instead of anger, looked at the young man in front of him with interest, and said slowly.

"Young man, do you have a name in the Jianghu?"

The young people of the Red Flower Society are not outstanding in appearance, and their bodies are not very majestic, but their eyes flicker when they speak, which is different from ordinary people.

Seeing that Luo Yuantong's tone softened suddenly, he thought that the other party was moved by his rhetoric, and a little love for talents was born in his heart if he couldn't explain it, so he straightened his waist and said.

"Luo's old hero Jin An, the younger generation is the Seventh Head of the Red Flower Society, Shaoxing Xu Tianhong, who is called 'Wu Zhuge' by people in the Jianghu."

Xu Tianhong was born in a poor family with a pitiful background. He bears the deep blood feud with the Qing court. He also has the unique kung fu of one-handed crutches.

"You used marriage proposal as an excuse earlier, but the old man never thought that Your Excellency would say such embarrassing words."

But before Xu Tianhong finished speaking, Luo Yuantong on the stage laughed out loud.

"It turned out to be a veritable 'Wu Zhuge', that means writing can't make martial arts?"

As soon as this remark came out, all the martial arts people in Luo's mansion burst into laughter. Xu Tianhong froze on the spot and kept his chest up. He couldn't react to the accident for a while, which made Luo look even more ridiculous.

Jiang Wen hid under the stage and couldn't help but patted his thigh and gave him a thumbs up.These words are too hurtful. Since ancient times, people in the world like to join in the fun and spread gossip. Once the allusion is spread today, is it to make this unlucky kid cut off his account and re-train?
Jiang Wen, who was laughing, faintly realized that this old hero Luo seemed to be heroic, but in fact he didn't have a big heart. Otherwise, how could he run on the younger generation so easily?There is no sudden flash of inspiration in the world, it is the accumulation of hard work on weekdays!

Could it be that this matter was really guessed by Yuan Ziyi, Luo Yuantong really looked down on himself and Yuan Ziyi for not being famous?

"Luo...Old hero Luo, how could you make fun of me like this!"

Xu Tianhong was so angry that he trembled all over, his face flushed red and he argued, "Even if the juniors don't know the truth, but do you really plan to stand up so that Qianjin can't find her husband and die alone?"

But when he said this, he suddenly annoyed another group of people, and a few well-dressed women stepped forward and made a fuss immediately.

"Finding a husband and son-in-law is no big deal. Why don't we just tie one up and bring him back!? Could it be that we women have to rely on the man's face and letter of appointment!"

The women in red wore a little Bashu accent, and their posture was incomparably powerful. Their grievances instantly overwhelmed Xu Tianhong's defense, and silenced him again.

Seeing that his subordinates were deflated, Chen Jialuo remained calm, stretched out his hand and pulled Xu Tianhong behind him, then slowly stepped forward and said to Luo Yuantong.

"Old hero Luo, please don't misunderstand me. The Red Flower Society's invitation to join this time is true, and the door-to-door courtship is also true. Although the seventh brother is outspoken, what he said is from the bottom of his heart."

At the crucial moment, Chen Jialuo had to be looked at. With just a few words out of his mouth, relying on his sincere and gentle attitude, he brought back the atmosphere that had obviously gone astray, and made people continue to focus on the purpose of the Red Flower Club's trip. The laughter also gradually died down.

Luo Yuantong restrained his smile, stood up from the grand teacher's chair, and stood with his arms behind his back - facing the new chief rudder of the Red Flower Society who was not surprised by honor or disgrace, he finally showed respect.

"Although the Red Flower Society is good, it's not the place for me to stay. Besides, my daughter Pu Liu's appearance is probably not good enough for you, Mr. Chen."

The emotions on Luo Yuantong's body also gradually subsided, like the fire refining real gold to remove impurities, leaving only the indelible truth, the faint power filled the audience, and he was looking at the gentle and jade-like Chen Jialuo from a distance, and turned into a That famous martial artist who has dominated the world for decades.

Jiang Wen couldn't help laughing at this scene, so what if he lost face, big fists are justified in the world, obviously Luo Yuantong already had a solution in his heart.

That is to use force to reason.

"Today, the intention of washing hands in the golden basin has been decided. In order to avoid losing our way in the rainy days in Guangzhou, Mr. Chen should take his people and leave quickly!"

The meaning of the two parties was already very clear, and Luo Yuantong issued the order to evict the guest without any ambiguity, but Chen Jialuo, who was all the attention, suddenly showed doubts.

"Old hero Luo, this junior knows that a blunt man is not a good couple, and even more that he is not a match for a rich man, but I am not here for myself today, are you misunderstood?"

Chen Jialuo's expression was still gentle, but the words in his mouth began to be incomprehensible, "I came here this time to propose a marriage for the fourth family of the Red Flower Society, why are you making fun of the younger generation?"

Luo Yuantong on the stage frowned suddenly.

"What? You're not proposing marriage for yourself?"

At this moment, Chen Jialuo made an expression of sudden understanding, and quickly explained.

"The junior never said that he came for himself!"

Holding the famous sword inlaid with gems in both hands, he turned around and gave way to the only man behind him who was not holding a gift and was wearing a big red velvet flower on his chest, said Su Rong.

"This is Wen Tailai, the fourth head of the Red Flower Society. He is a well-known hero in the Jianghu. His reputation is unparalleled in the three rivers and five lakes. It is a pity that he is alone in the year of marriage. I ask the old hero Luo to consider it!"

Before the words were finished, Luo Yuantong's expression was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and the martial arts practitioners around him also sobbed in pain -- listening carefully, it was obvious that someone had to endure a lot of hard work.

Jiang Wen held on to the railing with his left hand, his lips were about to bleed, so he didn't laugh out loud in public.

What is World Line Convergence?What is retribution unhappy?Luo Yuantong had just joined his army, and now the opponent's revenge came unexpectedly.

Jiang Wen didn't mean that there was anything wrong with Wen Tailai, the Sidangjia introduced by Chen Jialuo, but that he was tall and thick, with a wide mouth, and looked more than [-] years old. Comparing the delicate and naive girl in her teens, it is almost like a father-daughter relationship.

Counting the gray-bearded and haired Luo Yuantong, it is possible to make up three generations of grandparents and grandchildren.

Jiang Wen discovered that Chen Jialuo might have been naturally dumbfounded, he didn't notice anything wrong with what he did, but Luo Yuantong's eyes were about to bleed.

Luo Yuantong stared at Wen Tailai for a long time, and then suddenly turned his head to look at the innocent Fan Xinghan, which shocked the sloppy leader of the Xinghan Beggar Gang—at this time, only Luo Yuantong, who was standing on the stage, could see the two of them at the same time. .

I saw his eyes jumping back and forth between the two of them many times, and finally gritted his teeth, and popped out a few words from between his teeth.

"Master Fan... is this person related to you? Why are they born so similar?!"

(End of this chapter)