Heartthrob collapsed today 2

After a spring rain, cool drops of water roll down from the tender green branches. In the slightly moist green, the vast sky is extraordinarily clear and clean.

On a night in March, the temperature is neither high nor low.

Stars dotted the sky, and the bright moonlight shone on the brightly lit Jiuyang Inn, adding a bit of fireworks.

Because a martial arts conference will be held at the foot of Kongtong Mountain three days later, the Jiuyang Inn, as the largest inn at the foot of Kongtong Mountain, naturally became a temporary residence for those who came to participate in the martial arts conference.

These people came from different factions, sitting around the table in a casual posture, drinking wine and talking about hot issues in the world.

"Let me tell you, Dongfang Bubai has been in the spotlight recently. After all, Dongfang Bubai has just taken over from Ren Woxing to the Sun Moon God Sect."

The person who spoke was a young man in Songshan school costumes. He was well informed and always liked to inquire about these interesting things in the Jianghu.

At this moment, I don't know what suddenly came to mind, the young man's face was obviously excited, he glanced at his companions around him, and said with relish: "Two days ago, the imperial court issued a reward order, you guess, Who's it about?" He kept a secret.

"Wu Yang, you just say it directly, don't give us all the twists and turns." A tall and thin man next to him patted the young man's head: "Say it quickly, everyone wants to hear it .”

Wu Yang covered his head, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, don't worry, what I want to talk about is of course Dongfang Bubai." He glanced at the surrounding senior brothers who were curiously watching because of his words, "I heard that a certain important person in the palace spent a lot of money to capture Dongfang Bubai, but there is a request that Dongfang Bubai should not be injured too seriously."

"What kind of strange request is this? We all know that Dongfang Bubai is highly skilled in martial arts. Wouldn't it be more difficult to catch Dongfang Bubai without being seriously injured?"

"That's not it," someone echoed: "Besides, the imperial court and martial arts have always been non-interfering with each other, how could they suddenly want to capture Dongfang Bubai alive?"

"Wu Yang, your news can't be fake."

Wu Yang was not happy, "How could it be fake? How long have you known me? When was my news fake?"

"Then who are you talking about?"

Hearing this, Wu Yang paused, looked around for a while, covered his lips with his hands, and lowered his voice: "Isn't he the one who is so masculine."

When his senior brother heard it, he was stunned for a while, and then he joked: "Wu Yang, you can't possibly mean that the little master has taken a fancy to Dongfang Bubai." There was obvious teasing in his tone, obviously not This statement is true.

After all, let's not talk about whether the master in the palace is really masculine, no matter how bad it is, it is impossible to be Dongfang Bubai.

That Dongfang Bubai was almost a year older than that master. Although they had never seen Dongfang Bubai, they knew that Dongfang Bubai had a beard and a rough face, like blue-faced fangs.

Even if these rumors about Dongfang Invincible's appearance are exaggerated and have not been confirmed, they will not be far from the truth.

"... Dongfang Bubai..." The young man sitting at the table on Wu Yang's right read out the name with interest.There was a big knife in the young man's hand. He had sword eyebrows and a high nose, and he looked very handsome, but there was a kind of lust intoxicated by love between his brows, which deeply discounted his good looks.

The young man's name is Tian Boguang, a flower-picking thief who is cast aside by righteous people in the world, nicknamed Wanli Lonely Walker.

Tian Boguang likes beautiful people, and he doesn't like non-beauties.

Originally, he was not interested in Dongfang Bubai, but after hearing the words of Wu Yang, a disciple of the Songshan School, he became somewhat curious about the appearance of the new leader of the Sun Moon God Sect who could offer a huge bounty in the palace.

But curiosity is curiosity, Tian Boguang didn't intend to go to Heimuya to meet that Dongfang Bubai.Although he is very conceited about his martial arts, he also knows the gap with Dongfang Bubai.

There are so many masters of the Sun Moon God Sect, even if he successfully sneaked into the Blackwood Cliff, it is almost impossible to see Dongfang Bubai.

Thinking of this, Tian Boguang suddenly felt dull. He lifted his glass and drank it, forgetting what Wu Yang said about Dongfang Bubai.

On Wu Yang's side, although he lowered his voice, he didn't deliberately lower it to the lowest level, so anyone with fairly deep internal strength could hear what he said.

At the table to the left of Wu Yang and the others, there were three young people sitting, two men and one woman, who appeared to be disciples of the Zhonghua Mountain School of the Five Sacred Sect.

The woman looks delicate and pretty, with healthy pink in fair skin, a very beautiful oval face, black and white eyes, quite agile.

As the daughter of Yue Buqun, the head of the Huashan School, and the heroine Ning Zhongze, Yue Lingshan has been doted on since she was a child, and her personality is very innocent.

"Brother, are the disciples of the Songshan School talking about Dongfang Bubai?" Yue Lingshan blinked her round eyes, and asked the man sitting next to him curiously.

The man Yue Lingshan called the elder brother was Linghu Chong, the major disciple of the Huashan School. He was wearing a simple blue and white dress, with a wine jug hanging on his waist.His black hair was roughly at the shoulder position, and a high tail was casually tied on his head.

Linghu Chong's face was very handsome, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, and his facial features were tough and masculine. He sat in a loose position, with a chic and unrestrained posture, showing a kind of boldness and freedom in his casualness.

"Little Junior Sister, did you hear that?" Before Linghu Chong could speak, another man beside him asked curiously.

"I can tell from the shape of that person's mouth." Yue Lingshan said.

"Eldest brother, do you think that Dongfang Bubai is really as vicious as the rumors?" Yue Lingshan turned her gaze to Linghu Chong: "A person like him must be a real villain."

Seeing Yue Lingshan's determined expression, Linghu Chong smiled lightly and said, "Junior Junior Sister, the good guys and the bad guys can't be distinguished simply by a few words."

Linghu Chong is open-minded and open-minded by nature. He has a set of restrictions on his own behavior in his heart, which is derived from the precepts of decent families. However, he is not rigid and stubborn. He is free-minded and naturally reveals his true temperament.

For Dongfang Bubai, a member of the Demon Cult who is hated by righteous people, he doesn't care whether it is good or bad.Linghu Chong was a little curious about how superb the opponent's martial arts had reached.

After all, Ren Woxing's martial arts are very profound, Dongfang Bubai can succeed Ren Woxing as the leader, it can be seen that the martial arts must be extraordinary.

"I'm quite curious about Dongfang Bubai." Linghu Chong was talking, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a young man in the diagonal corner.

To say it was a young man was only judged by Linghu Chong's back view, and the other party's back was facing him.

Linghu Chong's eyes lingered on the young man for a few more seconds. There was no other reason. The young man was too quiet. He was sitting alone in an inconspicuous corner drinking wine, which was completely different from the excitement around him.

Good eyesight made Linghu Chong notice that the clothes on the young man were simple yet luxurious. The black clothes seemed to have gray-blue patterns printed on them, like some kind of totem.

"Eldest brother, what are you looking at?" Yue Lingshan asked Linghu Chong curiously.

Hearing this, Linghu Chong withdrew his gaze, "It's nothing."

After feeling that Linghu Chong's gaze was gone, Fu Zhenhong's expression remained unchanged as he was sitting in the corner. That person solved it in secret.

In order not to attract the attention of others, Fu Zhenhong changed her face into a very ordinary appearance, the kind of appearance that would not be noticed at a glance in the crowd.

"Master, the person has been found." At this time, a strong man walked up to Fu Zhenhong and reported the situation respectfully.

"Which room?" the man asked, his voice neither high nor low.

"Room No. [-], Xuanzi."

Xuanzi Room No. [-]?Coincidentally.

Linghu Chong raised his eyebrows. The room he stayed in tonight happened to be No. [-] Xuanzi Room, which was located in the penultimate room on the right corridor on the second floor.

"Brother? Senior brother? Did you hear me?" Yue Lingshan complained with some dissatisfaction, "Why are you distracted again?"

Linghu Chong touched his nose and said with a smile: "Sorry, sorry."

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In the middle of the night, the Jiuyang Inn, which had been bustling all day, finally quieted down, and almost everyone stayed in the inn room to rest.

Lying on the bed, Linghu Chong somehow thought of the person sitting in the corner. He didn't see the person's face, and the voice he heard seemed to be disguised.

Probably because I lived next to Room [-] of Xuanzi, so I subconsciously thought of that person.

Linghu Chong smiled, closed his eyes and prepared to rest.

But at this moment, there was a sudden noise in the next room. The noise was not obvious, like the sound of a person's body colliding with a wooden cabinet because of dodging. If it weren't for Linghu Chong's excellent hearing, he might not have noticed it.

Linghu Chong opened his eyes suddenly. He stood up and put his ear against the wall, wanting to listen more carefully to the noise from the next door.

"Uh... ah!!!"

After hearing this suppressed scream, Linghu Chong didn't care to think too much. He rushed out of the room, strode to the next room, and kicked the door open.

At the moment Linghu rushed in, a burst of extremely fierce palm wind quickly hit him, the speed was as fast as lightning.Before Linghu Chong could react, his acupuncture points were sealed and he couldn't move.

There was no light in the room, and Linghu Chong couldn't see the movements around him in the pitch black environment, so he could only try to hear with his ears.

In the next second, someone teleported in front of him.

Linghu Chong's neck was pressed against something cold and sharp.

It is a dagger.

In the darkness, Linghu Chong couldn't see the figure and appearance of the man holding the dagger to his throat, but although he was at a disadvantage, Linghu Chong didn't panic.

He could feel that this person had no real intention to kill him. Otherwise, with the strength shown by the other party, if he wanted to kill him, it would not be as simple as just pressing his acupoints and holding a dagger against his throat.

Linghu Chong pursed his lips, and in the icy dead silence, he took the initiative to break the silence: "Who are you?"

Fu Zhenhong heard the words, but did not answer immediately, but smiled slightly.This time he didn't pretend to be his voice, and his shallow and low laughter quietly and slowly in this dark night brought out a different kind of temptation, and it was introduced into people's eardrums, adding a kind of itching.

Linghu Chong was silent for a moment, and then asked again: "Who is your Excellency?"

Fu Zhenhong still didn't answer immediately, but moved her body a little closer to Linghu Chong's side.

Following Fu Zhenhong's movements, the distance between the two shortened again, and the clothes were almost stuck together.

Perhaps because he couldn't see, Linghu Chong's sense of smell became sharper than usual, and he smelled a faint fragrance.

It is a very special fragrance, not too strong, but it smells right and good, which makes people have a kind of intoxicating magic.

Linghu Chong was about to speak, but Fu Zhenhong leaned over slightly at this moment, and put his lips next to Linghu Chong's ear. His thin lips parted slightly, and he said slowly, "Aren't you curious about me?"

His voice is very soft, a little low, but it is a kind of quiet coldness. In this dark night where you can't see your fingers, it flows into Linghu Chong's eardrums, and runs down his throat to his spine. It is very weird, and it makes Linghu Chong feel as if Feeling numb and trembling by the electric current.

Linghu Chong only said today that he was curious about one person.

And that person is...

"The East is undefeated?"