Five Elements Heaven

The atmosphere in Ling Mansion was extremely depressing, and people were in panic.

Mrs. Ling gently caressed Ling Sheng's face, her tears were like broken beads that couldn't stop. Within a day, my son was attacked and seriously injured. He still hasn't woken up. Then the husband's right arm was cut off and he was also unconscious.

The sky just fell down.

The sound of footsteps came from behind, and the housekeeper stood at the door worriedly, but hesitated to speak.

Mrs. Ling's expression returned to calm: "Tell me, is there any other bad news?"

The steward bowed and reported: "The list we submitted to participate in the Master's Light was rejected by the Elders Council."

Mrs. Ling said calmly: "I understand, step back, I want to be quiet."

The butler did not dare to speak, bowed and bowed, carefully closed the door and exited.

When no one was in the room, she got up from the bed and walked to the dressing table. Looking at the haggard and pale woman in the mirror, she began to dress herself up.

The person in the mirror became gorgeous, delicate and graceful again.

She held the glazed lamp next to the dressing table with her delicate hand and turned it gently, revealing an tunnel entrance in the corner of the room. She carried her complicated and gorgeous dress, walked to the entrance of the tunnel, and walked down the stairs.

The smell in the tunnel was very bad, and poisonous insects such as centipedes and scorpions could be seen everywhere. Mrs. Ling looked as normal as if she hadn't seen it.

Passing through the deep tunnel, there was a faint noise from the tunnel exit. Come to the tunnel exit, open the secret lock, push gently, and the door opens. The din suddenly became louder, and what I saw upon entering was an elegant room with a secret door leading out the door, and a floor-to-ceiling landscape painting.

No one would have thought that this bustling restaurant would actually have a tunnel leading to Ling's Mansion. The owner of this restaurant has nothing to do with the Ling Mansion.

In the private room, the wine and food had been placed long ago, and a middle-aged man was pouring himself a drink at the table.

The man has a square face and thick eyebrows. He is calm and dignified. He is a regular customer here and everyone knows him well. He is the master Yang Zhen, the general master of Longxing Dojo, known as the "No. 1 Dojo in the World".

When the man saw Mrs. Ling, he sighed: "Thank you for your hard work."

Mrs. Ling walked straight to the seat in front of Yang Zhen and sat down, her voice cold: "This is fate."

Yang Zhen put down his wine glass and asked: "What do you want me to do? To assassinate Ye Lin? I'm afraid it will be difficult to do. Her personal servants are not as powerful as me."

A sneer appeared on the corner of Mrs. Ling's mouth, and the resentment in her eyes was unforgettable: "To make someone regret, does it mean to kill her? No, it means to make her lose everything she has now."

Yang Zhen's eyes were a little confused. He picked up the wine glass again, took a sip, and tasted it slowly: "I can't think of any way to make Ye Lin lose everything she has."

"Who didn't do a few stupid things when they were young?"

Mrs. Ling handed over a piece of paper.

Yang Zhen took it and took a look, his eyes suddenly showed a look of horror: "This... is this true?"

Mrs. Ling asked, "What do you think?"

Yang Zhen was silent, drinking wine, and finally raised his head after a long time: "What do you want me to do?"

"Spread this." Mrs. Ling gritted her teeth: "I want the whole world to know the true face of this bitch!"

Yang Zhen's palm holding the paper trembled.

Fu Mansion.

Fu Yonghao's sudden challenge to Chu Chaoyang was certainly surprising, but Mrs. Ye's encouragement and generous reward completely heated up the atmosphere at the scene.

All the eyes of the audience fell on Chu Chaoyang.

The prince who was pouring himself a cup of wine at the wine cabinet and chatting with the beautiful woman next to him all stopped at the same time.

The prince asked curiously: "How strong is this boy?"

The wine cabinet's hazy drunken eyes opened a slit, and pointed out: "A guy as picky as the oiran should have a few brushes if he can like him."

The prince regretted: "It's a pity that this guy didn't get on last time."

The wine cabinet breathed out the smell of alcohol: "You'll see it later. A Yuan Dan, if I hadn't been embarrassed and helped a junior to grab it, even an old drunkard like me would almost be tempted."

"I'm already moved." The prince also sighed: "The Ye family's wealth is really bottomless. I heard that last time it was the star-catching gloves, but this time it was directly Yuan Dan. When we were young, why didn't we meet To such a good thing?"

Their eyes were filled with envy.

Under the gaze of everyone, Ai Hui slowly stood up and walked to the open space in the middle: "You want to challenge me?"

Fu Yonghao stared at Ai Hui fiercely. The cold-looking middle-aged man in front of him couldn't even stand straight. He didn't look like a good guy at first glance. How could he be worthy of a eldest sister?

Fu Yonghao said coldly: "Are you the one pestering eldest sister?"

Ai Hui was stunned, pointed at his face, and asked in disbelief: "Me? Am I pestering your eldest sister?"

He almost spit out a mouthful of blood. He finally understood what it felt like for a thief to cry out to catch a thief. He could not wait to rush over and hug his cheap apprentice's thigh, crying and shouting "good apprentice, please, let your eldest sister let me go as my master!"

If my disciple, your eldest sister, lets me go, my teacher won’t even turn around and leave immediately.

pity……

Ai Hui flicked the silver-folded plum in his hand and looked at his cheap apprentice with regretful eyes. Life was always full of so much helplessness.

Fu Yonghao caught Ai Hui's gaze and was stunned for a moment, vaguely feeling some inexplicable familiarity. Suddenly, he remembered why he felt a little familiar. Wasn't this look similar to the way his master Ai Hui looked at him at Ningcheng Sword Cultivator Dojo?

Fu Yonghao was furious.

If Aifuzi sees himself this way, he has no problem with it. Although he and Ai Fuzi were gradually drifting apart due to family reasons, his respect for Ai Fuzi in his heart did not diminish at all. Master Ai has done so many great things. Just look at the response to Master Ai's response and you will know his status in everyone's hearts.

Coincidentally, Chu Chaoyang is also a master, and also a master of swordsmanship.

Don’t think that just because you are a master, you can view yourself this way!

Fu Yonghao glared at Chu Chaoyang fiercely, refusing to give up even a step: "I advise you to give up on this idea. Huh, you want to eat swan meat. Looking at you, are you worthy of my eldest sister?"

Chu Chaoyang was furious: "Hey, tell me, why am I not worthy?"

Fu Yonghao's face was full of contempt: "Do you need to say this? Look at my eldest sister, who is as beautiful as a fairy, and then look at how ugly you are. Since ancient times, marriages have always been about people who are well-matched. Let me ask you, is your family a wealthy family?"

Ai Hui shook his head: "No."

Fu Yonghao said righteously: "How can I watch my eldest sister jump into the pit of fire when I am not from the right family? I heard that you are a master of swordsmanship. I have also practiced swordsmanship for a while, so I came to you to compete."

He drew out his sword, took a stance, and pointed it directly at Ai Hui: "Come on!"

Ai Hui looked up and down, feeling a little surprised. Fu Yonghao's starting moves were rigorous and it seemed that he had put in a lot of effort.

Ai Hui nodded: "Not bad."

Fu Yonghao said proudly: "My teacher is the famous Thunder Jianhui. I heard that your swordsmanship is very powerful, but in my heart, your teacher is the most powerful."

Chu Chaoyang was shocked and said: "But your surname is Ai Minghui?"

Fu Yonghao was even more proud: "Exactly!"

"I've long heard that Thunder Sword Hui's swordsmanship is superb." Ai Hui's face was full of admiration. Then, the admiration turned into endless regret: "It's a pity that he is not in Yincheng, so we can't drink and discuss swords with him. Let's go, let's go, Since you are a student of Lei Lei Jianhui, you must be a famous teacher and disciple, so I am willing to bow down and admit defeat here."

The lobby suddenly fell silent.

The prince's face was dull, his movements paused, and a piece of meat held between his chopsticks fell onto the long table without him noticing. The wine cabinet next to him choked on a mouthful of wine, and his whole face turned red from holding back.

Others were also caught off guard and stunned.

Fu Sisi's expression turned ugly, but she regained her composure in the blink of an eye.

Now that the Fu family has embraced Madam Ye's lap, and the Ling Mansion's water and fire situation has also formed, in this situation, naturally there is no need to rely on Chu Chaoyang's identity as Ye Mansion's sword master to protect themselves.

This Chu Chaoyang has a mysterious origin, and his methods are cunning and changeable, making him unpredictable.

I wonder what Mrs. Ye would think?

Now the Fu family needs to hug Mrs. Ye's thigh tightly, Mrs. Ye's attitude is the most important.

Fu Sisi glanced at Mrs. Ye. Mrs. Ye had a smile on her face and seemed to be in a good mood. Fu Sisi's heart calmed down a little.

Fu Yonghao didn't expect Chu Chaoyang to admit defeat like this. He couldn't help but be stunned, but he quickly reacted. Could it be that my ability to persuade people has improved now?

He was very happy, and his eyes suddenly became much friendlier when he looked at Chu Chaoyang. Apart from being a little ugly, a little poor, and from a poor family background, Chu Chaoyang was still a good person.

He coughed lightly, broke the silence, and pretended to be old-fashioned: "You can figure it out, this is a good thing for everyone. Although you can't be my brother-in-law, from now on we are brothers, and your business is my business! Who cares? If you dare to cause trouble for you, you will have trouble with me!"

Chu Chaoyang gave a thumbs up: "Yiyi! Brother, you are so interesting! I will come to you if I need anything in the future."

Fu Yonghao patted his chest: "No problem!"

Fu Sisi's eyes were wandering around Chu Chaoyang, and she was confused and wary at the same time. What kind of medicine was sold in the gourd named Chu? She knew how greedy Chu Chaoyang was for money. There was no reason why a thousand Tianxun could impress him, but he could remain indifferent to the most precious Yuan Dan!

Worried about Ling Mansion?

Now that the Ye Mansion and the Ling Mansion are at odds, there will inevitably be a series of conflicts between the two sides. Chu Chaoyang does not need to worry about the Ling Mansion.

Is there anything else here that I haven't thought of?

Seeing Chu Chaoyang walking back to his seat with a normal expression, the originally bustling lobby suddenly turned cold. Everyone didn't know what expression to use to face this completely unexpected scene.

Chu Chaoyang also arched his hands in all directions, and then buried his head in eating.

Gui Hu and others all looked at each other, feeling that something was strange. They knew exactly what kind of virtue their master had.

Oh, of course he wouldn't be ashamed, but it's definitely not like he would refuse Yuan Dan's temptation.

The disciples of the Fu family looked at Chu Chaoyang with a hint of disdain and contempt.

After a brief silence, the lobby became lively again. No one could stop Yuan Dan from tempting me. Ai Hui noticed someone secretly observing him several times, but each time he pretended to look up casually, he never found the person peeping at him in the crowd.

Could it be that he has become a hot commodity now?

Ai Hui smiled bitterly in his heart and continued to eat hard.

The atmosphere was warm, the drunkenness was getting stronger, and the cheers were endless. Everyone competed for the best and tried their best. Behind the desks on both sides, maids and servants kept coming and going, and wine and food were constantly being served.

Ai Hui, who was immersed in eating, suddenly froze. (To be continued.) 8