Traveling through memoirs

"Long time no see, Lord of the Shadow Pavilion!" A group of people entered the door, and someone greeted them. I am afraid that there is no such good 'relationship' between famous and decent families, right?

Qing Luo couldn't help but think of a saying in the entertainment industry in her previous life, "Black people are more in love than fans!" '

"Elder Chen." Yingwen Sheng looked up, and at a glance, he saw the handsome old man in white, leading a group of disciples who were also dressed in white behind him.

Ying had no intention of chatting with them, and nodded to lead them away.

We only meet once a year, and we are still opposing sects.Based on the above two points, it would be disgusting to say how deep the friendship between these two people is.Between the two of them, at most, there is a bit of love with a sword.How do you greet each other when you have grudges but no kindness, and ask 'Why aren't you dead, you old bastard? Ying Ke couldn't say such uneducated words.

However, it's useless if Ying doesn't want to talk, they obviously don't want to let Ying go!

It's rare that Qing Ziyan didn't follow, maybe something fatal happened to [Ziyan Valley]!If you don't hurry to inquire about the news right now, why don't you go to the arena and use your sword to inquire about the situation?

"Why is Master Shadow in such a hurry? I haven't seen you for a year, and I miss Master Shadow very much!" Elder Chen left his disciple behind, followed in a few steps, and continued to 'gossip' with Ying.

Slanted eyes glanced at Elder Chen's white beard, and said indifferently: "Is the skin tight? Are you short of pumping?"

Ying thinks it's a different thing to maintain a demeanor, but people will show their face to hit you, if you don't hit, then it will be too disrespectful to others.

Last year at the martial arts conference, Qing Ziyan stabbed the old guy across the face with a sword. Ying still remembers it clearly. When he saw this old guy, the scene was staged in his mind like a shadow puppet show.However, Qing Ziyan also knows how to measure, even though he stabbed in the opposite direction, he avoided the vital points.Except that the bleeding was a little scary, the two holes healed were no big deal.

However, judging from the persona of righteous people whose face is more important than life, this is not a trivial matter.

"Ahem..." Coughed twice in embarrassment, Elder Chen tried to change the subject in an even more embarrassing way: "I haven't seen you for a year, and the Master of the Shadow Pavilion is still the same..."

"No, it's still changed. There are a few more wrinkles on the face, a few strands of gray hair, a little deeper internal strength, and less flexible skills than before." Ying said and looked at Elder Chen: "It doesn't look like you, this face There are a lot of wrinkles on my face, I can’t count how many are there for a while, my hair has long been gray, and I can’t tell whether I’m old or not. The skill is still the same, and there is no progress. It’s really not very flexible. You can hear the crunch of your bones on this road."

They are all thousand-year-old foxes, how can Ying still follow the Tao of this Elder Chen?

What's more, when it comes to mouth poison, Qing Luoneng and Ying Yi are the only ones who can compete.

"..." Elder Chen blushed and couldn't continue talking.To be able to continue with this obvious expulsion order, the face must be thicker than the city wall.

"Come on, Elder Chen, don't send it off either, we've arrived."

Looking up, a group of people were facing the courtyard with the [Purple Mist Valley] plaque.

Before he knew it, Elder Chen had followed him so far.

"After a tiring day, these brats need to take a good rest. Another day, Elder Chen is welcome to come to visit." It's not enough to lose face to Elder Chen, but it's enough to feel refreshed.If you have stepped on your face enough, you have to pick it up and stick it back on your face. If you make too much noise, it is easy to be self-defeating.

Elder Chen got a shadow, 'I'll explain something to you tomorrow. ', his face looked much better, he said his words, and walked back leisurely.

Qing Ziyan didn't come this time, which has already aroused the suspicion of all sects and factions in the world.If you blindly cover and tuck it, people will only become more curious and suspicious.The more you cover it, the more people will dig it out.The rivers and lakes are so big, there are always capable people and strangers that you can't guard against.Even if someone digs out even a little bit of real news, [Valley of Purple Smoke] will be in danger.

But if you open the door for them to come in and investigate, take the initiative and let them see what you've been prepared to see.On the contrary, the possibility of revealing the truth is even smaller.

But let them see that they can't agree to it too happily. The fact that the devil's religion and decentness are in conflict, everyone is like a mirror in their hearts.If you promise too happily, there must be a demon if things go wrong, and people will also suspect you.

So this speed must be well grasped, and you must show your calm and calm aura.

Even if you hit someone in the face, you have to play with a violent aesthetic.

The twists and turns here, and the shadows of those famous and decent families who have dealt with for so many years are well known.He had made complete preparations early in the morning, and he didn't need Qing Luo to join the battle, so he could make this matter clear for himself.

Qing Luo watched from the side. After living two lifetimes, he can naturally see this kind of way.But it can be seen that it doesn't mean that he can handle this matter so perfectly.So Qing Luo had to admit that experience was something that had to be hardened by time, after all, Ying's age was older than his two lifetimes combined.

After entering the door, several pavilion masters allocated rooms for everyone and arranged for people to prepare dinner.After everything was settled properly, Ying entered Qing Luo's room.

"You saw it." Ying pointed to the fact that the group was stopped by Elder Chen: "How do you feel?"

"You've made a good start." After a bumpy day, Qing Luo was exhausted both physically and mentally even if she didn't make any effort, so she lay lazily on the bed at this moment.

After confirming that Qing Luo saw the way, Ying nodded with satisfaction: "This trip is not easy, you need to be more careful."

"Even if something goes wrong, it can't be my fault. Take care of that little girl Yingcao. Didn't you see how she looked when you called me young master, her mouth was about to be stuffed with a duck egg." Qing Luo smiled lightly. With a sound, I think of Yingcao's aggrieved attitude when she wanted to refute but was scolded by Ying, it's really refreshing to think about it~

"I'll explain on the side of Yingcao. Is there any problem with your friend?" Ying pointed at Chen Ling, of course.

According to Ying's meaning, it must have been killed once and for all.But that is Qing Luo's friend, and it seems that he is quite important to Qing Luo, but now he has placed his bet on Qing Luo.Facing the little fox Qing Luo, Ying didn't dare to act without authorization.God knows what Qing Luo will do if she gets angry.

"You can rest assured on his end, I know that." Qing Luo yawned: "If there's nothing else, I'm going to rest."

"Hmm." Ying thought for a while, then nodded after confirming that there was nothing missing, and turned to leave.

"Call me when you're eating."

The days of doing nothing but fattening always pass quickly, and in the blink of an eye, four days have passed, and the martial arts conference has just kicked off.

During this period, Cangshan sent Elder Chen to visit twice, Elder Feixuefeng Lin visited once, and old nuns and monks also came to visit...

In short, these days [Purple Smoke Valley] these individuals are very sought-after, and the threshold of the yard is almost leveled.

Who can afford food and drink?Later, they brought their own snacks and tea, but there was still an endless stream of people coming.

Qing Luo was also pulled out a few times, and she didn't lose any part of [Purple Mist Valley].He and Ying also had already checked the script, and every question and answer was tight.He also inherited Qing Ziyan's poisonous tongue, which is not to pay for his life, and he didn't show any respect to those decent people, so he seemed quite emboldened!

The decent people didn't catch Qing Luo at all, and they were a little uncertain in their hearts, and their doubts about the problem with [Purple Mist Valley] were greatly reduced.

The martial arts tournament started, and everyone got up early—including those kickers from [Purple Mist Valley].

After all, the early bird catches the worm, and the early devil has a place to kick, right?

Under the leadership of Ying, a group of people came to the back of the courtyard, where a large open space was opened, which was used as the ring for the martial arts conference.

It's similar to the one in the movie. In the center of the arena is a circular arena with a height of two meters.There are no steps around the arena, so if you want to get on the stage, you have to fly up with light work. This can be regarded as the first test of going on the stage.

Around the arena are circles of stone benches for each sect and faction to rest.Signs were inserted at the front of the stone benches, and the names of various sects were written on the signs.

"Why is it similar to the primary school sports meeting, except that you don't have to move the chairs yourself..." Despite such slander, Qing Luo still led the team to the position of his sect.

The people from [Purple Smoke Valley] actually didn't come too early, and nearly [-]% of the people were already sitting around.After the people in [Purple Mist Valley] were seated, the rest of the people came one by one, and the elders who led the team found their seats one after another and arranged for their disciples to sit down.

For a time, the entire martial arts arena was filled with 'buzzing' sounds.

Everyone whispered to each other, although they lowered their voices to talk, but they couldn't hold back the large number of people.As soon as the sound converged, it immediately became a torrent of noise, rushing straight to Qing Luo's head and melons.

"Eleventh... have you brought a cushion?" Qing Luo's head hurts, and the stone bench is still sticking to her buttocks.

Since starting to take care of Qing Luo, Ying Shiyi has started to change towards Doraemon. He has to take out what Qing Luo wants anytime and anywhere, otherwise he has to go back and get it for Qing Luo.

Naturally, Ying Shiyi had prepared this cushion long ago. As soon as Qing Luo opened his mouth, Ying Shiyi picked him up and placed the cushion under Qing Luo's buttocks.

After being nearly deaf by the endless 'buzzing' sound, someone finally stepped onto the ring.

"Please be quiet, everyone!" The voice was not loud, but it seemed to be ringing in the ears, which showed that this person had deep inner strength.

The training ground became quiet in an instant, and Qing Luo also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Not much to say! The martial arts conference is just the beginning. It is a routine every year. Let me first explain the rules to everyone."

Qing Luo, who originally thought he was going to listen to a long speech, was suddenly overjoyed.

"I didn't expect a decent family to be so clean and tidy, it's really a shame~"

Unexpectedly, Xiangying seemed to see through Qing Luo, and explained coolly: "In the first martial arts conference, the owner of the valley threw the old man who talked endlessly from Feiying Peak, and there was no trouble to encourage him after that." Morale resignation."