Out of Yuanmen

No matter how treacherous the situation in Huajing is, things in the world are still turning around as usual.In a short time, the martial arts conference will be held in Jingzhong, and masters from all sides are flocking to the Central Plains.

The host of the martial arts conference this time is Qingku Villa.Don't listen to the strange name, Qingku Villa is the richest sect in the martial arts.Even if everyone in the martial arts world unanimously agrees that everything in the world is done with fists, everyone still has to respect this villain with little martial arts.

After all, people are floating in the rivers and lakes, being stabbed is secondary, and lack of money is the main thing.Cheng Tong stomped his feet, not to mention martial arts, the court would tremble three times.

Cheng Tong smiled and wrote invitations, which were for the top ten masters.Although only seven invitations could be sent because some of them were demons and some were already dead, Cheng Tong still seriously wrote ten invitations filled with flowers and praises.

In the previous martial arts conferences, the masters of the Tianzi list almost never appeared on the stage, and people simply looked down on such pretentious things.Originally, he was just going through the motions to express the importance he attached to these big figures—unexpectedly, several of them wrote back to him.

Liao Yuling, the No. [-] "Mrs. Huaizhu" and Xu Shu, the No. [-] "God of Cookery", attended every time, and this time was no exception.Unexpectedly, Bai Fengguan Zhu Qianxu, who has always been ignorant of ordinary things, and the mysterious third-under-the-world owner of Sanxian Island, Zhenxiu, also wrote back to him.

Zhu Qianxu's reply was very formal. In the letter, he exchanged pleasantries with Cheng Tong, and wrote polite remarks like he had heard that he was not very honored to attend at that time.Zhenxiu's is more wild, with only a huge "ke" written on a piece of letter paper.

Cheng Tong's heart is plopping.With these great gods here, you can see how this martial arts conference is still contending and how turbulent it is!

He calmed down his excitement and picked up the third letter.The next moment, he almost rolled his eyes and fell off the chair.

This letter is from Yaoshan.

Cheng Tong squeezed the letter, his palms were sweating.His eyes were lost, and he couldn't stop muttering: "Buddha, what's going on...why are these big Buddhas coming out of the mountain?"

He put down the letter, tremblingly picked up the teacup by his hand.The lid and the rim of the cup kept colliding with each other, making a "click" sound, Cheng Tong shook his hand, and half of the tea was splashed on the skirt of his clothes.But he didn't care about it at the moment. He drank the remaining tea and tried to calm down before tearing open the envelope.

To his great disappointment, the letter was written by a sword slave named Xue Mingyue, which probably meant that the master could not come after retreating.However, since Master Cheng sincerely invited him, several sword slaves will come to attend the meeting.

Cheng Tong wiped off his sweat, and thought that if the woman who helped the sword didn't come, the famous Twelve Sword Slaves could do it too!

He sorted the letters properly and put them away, then picked up the guest list on the side.In this way, he had to re-arrange the accommodation he had planned before, and he must not neglect these martial arts giants.

……

In Yeze City not far from Jingzhong, a pair of brothers and sisters walked into the city gate after showing the document to the guards.

This brother's hair was tied up high, he was dressed in purple, and he looked as good as a woman.But he is aggressive, and no one will call him a heroine without looking at him.The junior next to him was dressed in black, his hair was shaved extremely short, and he was rubbing his eyes with sleepiness on his face.

These two are the senior brothers who were rescued by Shen Hanchi and Zhu Qingping earlier, the young master of Sanxian Island, Miss Zhen, and his junior brother Yan Yu.

Miss Zhen's complexion was very bad, and she said angrily: "I will definitely not make it to Jingzhong tonight, so I can only rest here."

Yan Yu said slowly: "It's not the trouble caused by you, brother...I didn't expect that besides Fang Laogou, there are many members of the Demon Cult who are interested in this."

"Can you blame me? Go and blame my mother for giving birth to me!"

Miss Zhen kicked him, although Yan Yu moved slowly, but just in time to get out of the way.

Yan Yu replied helplessly: "I don't blame you either. It's Fang Laogou who spread your portrait, but you don't want to ask me to find something to cover your face."

Miss Zhen said angrily: "I'm not a woman! Do you think I'm a woman too, a dog can't spit out ivory stuff!"

Yan Yu: "...Alas."

His senior brother is good everywhere, but he is always suspicious, thinking that others regard him as a woman.Although I don't blame him, after all, with such a face and such a name, Miss Zhen has indeed suffered a lot of grievances since she was a child... But the world can learn from it, how could Yan Yu dare to have such thoughts.

"And it's the senior brother who wants to participate in the martial arts conference...otherwise we would have returned to the island long ago."

"I asked you whether to go, didn't you agree! It's all my fault now?" Miss Zhen said angrily.

Yan Yu made a mistake this time, so he had to be scolded in a muffled voice, with his eyelids drooping, pretending to be sleepy.He walked quickly, trying to leave Miss Zhen with a silent back.

Seeing his appearance, Miss Zhen became even more angry, and scolded: "Look what you look like! In the future, when you go out and walk in the rivers and lakes, don't say you are my younger brother!"

Yan Yu muttered: "Whoever wants to go to Jianghu, I will go to Tianguan as a general."

Miss Zhen was stunned for a moment, then furious, she took the scabbard and drew Yan Yu: "What did Master say?! If you don't enter the temple or go to the border, you'll just eat rice?!"

Yan Yu dodged his senior's tricks, lowered his head and yawned: "Okay, I won't go, it's fine if I don't go. Senior brother, don't be angry."

Miss Zhen shouted, "I'm not angry!"

Yan Yu whispered: "The voice is so loud, it's still not angry..."

The two of them walked towards the inn noisily.There were quite a few people in the inn, some of them were from Jiang Hu, and most of them came to participate in the martial arts conference in Jingzhong.But the inn was not noisy, everyone was eating and talking to each other very quietly.

Yan Yu just stepped on the threshold with one foot, suddenly his hairs stood on his head, he raised his head suddenly, his eyes locked on a table of people in the corner through the crowded crowd.

There were the same two people sitting there, one of them was very good-looking, poking fish with chopsticks.The other, with his back to him, was wearing a sackcloth.

That man in sackcloth was the source of his chills for a moment.He sat there with his back straight, out of tune with his surroundings, and a bloody aura was faintly exuding from his body.

Miss Zhen behind Yan Yu also sensed something was wrong, and whispered: "There are masters."

Yan Yu's body was tense, and he lowered his voice: "It's not for us, it should be fine."

Miss Zhen looked at Yu Ling and Luo Shengyang, and touched her chin thoughtfully: "It looks familiar. I'll go over and say hello..."

Yan Yu pulled him back: "Brother, one thing more is worse than one thing less."

Miss Zhen frowned: "The one in the red dress, don't you think he's too good-looking?"

Yan Yu said speechlessly: "Brother, can you not just pay attention to this kind of thing..."

"...There is something wrong with you." Miss Zhen rolled her eyes, "I mean, look at the people around him, no one dares to look at him..."

Yan Yan looked at the others and nodded: "It is true, almost no diners around look at him, this is not normal."

They were whispering here, and the shopkeeper suddenly said: "You two, do you stay at the top or stay at the shop?"

Miss Zhen walked over, dropped the ingot, and said in a low voice, "Boss, I have a question."

The shopkeeper picked up the silver and took a bite, then immediately smiled and said, "Excuse me."

Miss Zhen pointed to Luo Shengyang's table without any trace: "Over there, what's the background?"

The shopkeeper took a sneak peek, with a stiff expression on his face: "Don't mention it, that guy in Mai is really a demon, and he's wearing a grimacing mask, which scares people to death. Just now, someone blindly teased that little guy in red. Young master, let the Maid cut it off directly...the blood is still on the ground."

Miss Zhen noticed the word "ghost mask" and moved her ears.He waved his hand, went back and whispered to Yan Yu: "I know who it is. Before going out, my father once told me about the rookies in the Jianghu, Baifengguan Zhu Qingping, Yaoshan Chu Tonger, Lianshanzhuang Ruan Xinqiu, Ban Yue Jiang Chenji from the Demon Sect... and the ghost-masked man."

Yan Yu glanced over there: "It's him?"

Miss Zhen nodded: "This man has a lot of background, my father didn't say it clearly, let me stay away."

"Can't the store stay?"

Miss Zhen patted him on the shoulder: "Why don't you stay? We don't have any grudges."

The two of them found a table and sat down, and ordered a table of dishes.The way they hesitated at the door just now was very eye-catching. Luo Shengyang had already noticed the two of them, and seeing them sitting down now, he couldn't help laughing.

Yu Ling: "?"

Luo Shengyang knocked on the bowl with his chopsticks, and said: "You are better than Zhong Kui, if you sit here, you won't dare to mess with any monsters."

Yu Ling didn't understand what he was saying, and didn't know whether it was good or bad, so she kept silent.

Luo Shengyang shook his head: "You are more boring than that... Hey, by the way, can you show me your face?"

His words were completely whim.Yu Ling didn't expect him to attack suddenly, even if he was as calm as he was, his body froze in an instant.

"..."

He shook his head slowly.Luo Shengyang had expected his reaction a long time ago, and didn't feel sorry for it, and said: "I know. If you want to give me love, I'll let you down."

He picked up the last piece of fish and ate it, then gulped down the tea in the cup, put the cup on the table with a "boom", and burped softly.

Habits are a terrible thing. The etiquette he has cultivated for more than 20 years has all disappeared during the days of wandering with Yu Ling.It didn't feel bad though, at least he felt refreshed.

Luo Shengyang held his chin and said: "Yu Ling, this is my first time in Guanzhong, it's very fresh. Let's go shopping with me later."

His eyes are magnanimous, like clear water bottoming out, and like raging fire.Yu Ling was startled, then nodded in agreement.It doesn't matter to him, everything is the same.

But what Yu Ling didn't notice was that he talked to Luo Shengyang more and more times, and Luo Shengyang asked him more and more times.It seems that Peony in Red has unknowingly entered into his personal domain.Yu Ling hasn't found out about this, and neither has Luo Shengyang.

Luo Shengyang thought, the ghost-faced grotesque seems to be a little more human than before, I don't know if it's a good thing.

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This is a martial arts novel with a martial arts conference!