[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Brain powders are everywhere in the rivers and lakes

Regardless of whether Emperor Dog is alive or dead, Li Qinghuan quickly turned his attention away from him.

He silently counted the hatred value, and found that there was still a short amount, and he was almost able to go home for the elderly.

Catkins are flying in the courtyard.

Li Qinghuan was sitting upright, holding the hot tea in his hand, but it was held by him from steaming hot until it was completely cool.

The staff members looked at him from a distance, and couldn't help but tighten their hearts.

He thought to himself, what happened to make the master so troubled, he has been with Li Qinghuan for so long, and he has never seen the reason for his frowning.

Soon, Zhuo Donglai's arrival broke the silence.

Even without turning his head, Li Qinghuan recognized his footsteps. He raised his head slightly and asked, "Any news?"

"En." Zhuo Donglai calmly sat down next to him, and naturally took out a letter from his sleeve, "Sun Tong just sent a letter saying that the once-in-a-century martial arts conference is going to be held in Qin."

"Qin country?" Li Qinghuan blinked his eyes, he was a little strange to this country.

After all, this era can be said to be a time when all countries stand side by side. Apart from a few powerful countries, there are also many small countries, some of which are even unknown to the dynasty.

"Martial arts are also respected there." Zhuo Donglai introduced: "Nowadays, the most powerful gang in Qin's Jianghu is Tianxiahui. Supreme meaning."

Li Qinghuan's face revealed a look of emotion.

Among other things, this martial arts conference sounds quite interesting.

"How does this martial arts conference choose the martial arts supreme?" Li Qinghuan asked, shaking his feet interestingly, "Could it be a martial arts competition?"

A smile appeared on the corners of Zhuo Donglai's lips, and he shook his head slightly, "Wrong, this martial arts conference is not based on contests, but on voting."

"Voting?" Li Qinghuan frowned, looking puzzled.

"This is not difficult to understand, because although the martial arts conference is said to be held once in a hundred years, the place is rotated every time. If you rely on martial arts, you will lose both sides at the conference, and you may be ambushed by your enemies after you return. People are not afraid. On the other hand, the selection of the leader of the martial arts alliance must be convincing, otherwise, even becoming the leader of the martial arts alliance is just an empty shell."

Zhuo Donglai was obviously very thoughtful.

Li Qinghuan thought about it and thought it made sense.

They traveled to three countries one after another, and the two routes were not easy to travel, especially by boat. If they accidentally hit the waves, no matter how powerful a martial arts master was, they would still have to break.In this way, even a person with high martial arts may not be able to make people in other rivers and lakes obey.

"So, the chosen leader of the martial arts may not be the real leader of the martial arts?" Li Qinghuan blinked his eyes and said meaningfully.

"Not necessarily, it depends on who holds the position of the leader."

Zhuo Donglai said: "They are both knives, some people can use them to kill people, and some people can use them to save people."

Zhuo Donglai looked at the corners of Li Qinghuan's lips that were slowly raised, his eyes paused, and there was a hint of a smile in his eyes, "Do you want to be the leader of the martial arts?"

"Cough cough cough."

The staff who had to "eavesdrop" almost choked to death.

Li Qinghuan glanced at him sideways, with a smile on his lips, "Xiao Liu, do you have any opinion on the boss?"

"No, absolutely not."

The staff shook his head like a rattle, and he said solemnly: "The subordinate is happy for the master, the master is wise and powerful, if he can become the leader of the martial arts, it must be the blessing of the martial arts."

"You're smart." Li Qinghuan said with a smile.

The staff member wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his hand.

Wait, what does this man mean to leave?

"Master, do you want to leave Luoyang?"

"That's natural." Now that there is another lucky (unlucky) (egg), Li Qinghuan will naturally have to leave.

"Then when will you come back?" After hesitating for a moment, the aide asked.

"It's hard to say."

Li Qinghuan touched his chin and said.

He looked at his staff, stood up with a smile and patted his shoulder, saying: "Don't worry, even if I leave Luoyang, no one will dare to touch you."

After finishing speaking, Li Qinghuan lifted his foot and walked outside.

The staff looked at Zhuo Donglai in a daze.

The corners of Zhuo Donglai's lips curled up, and he gave a rare smile, "Don't worry, he has his own arrangements."

The staff was relieved, but he felt guilty.

After following Li Qinghuan for such a period of time, he still doesn't know what kind of temperament this master is. No one can imagine his so-called arrangement, just like the two reasons why he rejected Emperor Dog and Emperor Abu are still human. So much to talk about.

Everyone thought that this was Li Qinghuan deliberately slapping the emperor in the face, but only the people in the mansion knew that these two reasons were really not excuses, the barbecue was real, and it was true to go to bed earlier, just using these two reasons Rejection is more difficult to believe.

Just when the staff was worried, Li Qinghuan did another big thing.

He walked into the Song Mansion single-handedly.

The soldiers of the Song Clan on both sides saw this "Ghost Seeing Sorrow" walking in, and their faces turned pale.

These personal soldiers followed the Song Clan to conquer the north and south, and none of their subordinates had more than a hundred lives, and now they were so frightened that their faces turned pale. It is estimated that they themselves could not believe this matter before.

Song Que and Song Zhi were discussing things in the study, when they heard the noise outside, they stopped.

"I'll go take a look outside." Song Zhi's face was slightly gloomy. The Song Manor's guards were strictly guarded, and there was never any noise or noise.

It's so noisy outside today, something must have happened.

As soon as Song Zhicai went out, he met Li Qinghuan who was about to knock on the door.

Both of them were stunned.

Song Zhi's face showed a look of seeing a ghost.

He even took a step back.

Li Qinghuan silently retracted the hand that had stopped in mid-air.

Is he that scary?Even the housekeeper just let him in without notifying him.

He doesn't eat people!

"Li Qinghuan?"

Song Que showed a look of astonishment on his face.

"It's my honor that Song Daxia still recognizes me." Li Qinghuan said in surprise.

Song Zhi's mouth twitched.

Who in Luoyang City doesn't know you now, even if there is a child crying now, as long as the mother says that Li Qinghuan is here, she will be so frightened that she can't breathe.Not long ago, someone shouted on the street that Li Qinghuan was here. The street was originally crowded, but in an instant, not even a ghost was there.

"You're kidding, who doesn't know you now?"

Song Que gave Song Zhi a look, signaling him to leave.

Song Zhi pursed his lips and closed the door.

"There are no extra people now, why did you come to me?"

Although Song Que is a warrior, his heart is very transparent.

Ordinary people say that people who practice martial arts are five big and three rough, but they don't know how much talent and character are needed to practice martial arts well, and how can a person who can practice martial arts well be a careless person.

"I entrust you to take care of my mansion and my people."

Li Qinghuan said.

Song Que frowned and was about to refuse.

Without further ado, Li Qinghuan took out the Dragon Sparrow Saber from behind, "This saber is yours."

"Deal!" Song Que silently swallowed back the words of rejection, and nodded decisively.

"That's it."

Seeing that the goal had been achieved, Li Qinghuan turned around and left.

If it wasn't for the Dragon Sparrow Saber left on the table, Song Que would almost feel that what happened just now was a hallucination.

"Brother, what is that evil star doing here?"

After Li Qinghuan left, Song Zhicai went to the study to ask.

Song Que was playing with the Dragon Sparrow Saber, when he heard him ask, he replied without raising his head, "Trust me to take care of his mansion."

"He's leaving?"

Song Zhi was pleasantly surprised and delighted.

"En." Song Que put the knife back into the scabbard in satisfaction. This famous knife is worthy of being a famous knife, and it will break at the first blow. If he hadn't gotten used to his own knife, he might consider using this knife to replace the previous one.

"How could he be willing?"

Song Zhi couldn't hide his surprise in his tone.

He still remembered how precious the mansion was, even the Qionglin in the sky was so precious.

Li Qinghuan was able to say that he would leave it alone, his courage was too shocking.

"It is precisely because of willingness that he can have such martial arts."

Song Que sighed, "I waited for him to be more than ten years old, but I still don't have a young man who can see clearly."

Song Zhi blushed a little, Song Que was indeed right, martial arts practitioners should be loyal to martial arts, but they are ordinary people, how can they truly have no distractions.

"Did you see his sword?"

Song Que said suddenly.

Song Zhi nodded his head. As a person in the martial arts world, people often see the opponent's weapon at the first time. Li Qinghuan's sword was hung on his waist so blatantly, allowing everyone to speculate and scrutinize him. It is also difficult.

"I'm really curious, what kind of scenery it will be when the sword is unsheathed."

Song Que said with emotion and regret.

He knew that this was impossible for him. As the head of the Song clan, he represented the Song family, and every move involved a huge amount.If you really fight against Li Qinghuan, you will definitely not be able to avoid everyone's attention. At that time, if you lose...

Song Que shook his head, his face was a little ugly, even if he didn't want to admit it, his subconscious had already told him that he really lost more than he won.

Song Zhi also knew Song Que's regret, he didn't talk too much, but changed the topic tacitly.

"Let Song Que protect us?"

The staff's jaw almost dropped to the ground.

Even though he knew that their leaders would make a show, he didn't expect them to be so capable, and even asked Song Que, the number one swordsman in the world, to promise to protect them.

"En." Li Qinghuan took a pen and recorded the things to take.

Although it was a dry road this time, the snacks, melons and fruits along the way had to be prepared.

As for the coachman, Sun Tong can take up this position, which saves some trouble.

"This this……"

The staff stuttered, not knowing what to say.

"Are you worried?" Li Qinghuan raised his eyes suspiciously.

"No, I think Song Que is being delayed too much."

The aide shook his head and said.

"Then you can rest assured, how many people in the world dare to pluck a tiger's beard." Li Qinghuan blew on the ink on the paper, and said to his staff: "Just buy according to this paper, prepare everything and send it to the carriage, tomorrow We are about to set off."

"Yes." The staff member took the hand and agreed.