Chapter 137 Returning to the world [The fourth root! Please vote! 】
Zhuo Beibei walked on the front foot, and Gu Jin finally came back on the back foot.
"On a rainy day, Zhen Ji was in a bad mood and refused to eat. She tried to persuade her for a long time."
"That's it..."
Well, the little mare actually Yuyu, no wonder it took Gu Jin so long to come back.
"Fortunately, the porridge is thick enough and still hot. Eat it quickly. It's delicious."
Qin Lang brought the porridge bowl to Gu Jin, then took a towel and wiped her hair and body The contaminated rain soon made Gu Jin feel a little embarrassed.
"Qin Lang, don't be like this..."
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Qin Lang looked at the towel in his hand in confusion:
"What's going on?"
"You...you are a man...how can you serve me like this..."
"Harm!"
Qin Lang sneered:
"What kind of service is this? Male and female friends should care about each other."
"..."
Gu Jin's ears turned pink. Although it felt good to be cared for by her boyfriend, she was still not used to it, so Qin Lang calmly comforted her:
"Hey, if you feel uncomfortable being served by me, the worst thing you can do is come back after serving me."
"Huh...who wants to serve you..."
Gu Jin is an assassin, not a maid, He is not used to being served by others, and he does not know how to serve others.
At least that's the case for now, so he gave Qin Lang a slight glare and subconsciously said:
"If you want, just ask the wife to take care of you in the future..."
"..."
“!”
As soon as the words left his mouth, Gu Jin immediately realized that “Madam” was beside her.
Although this lady is not that lady, and the second lady is not the eldest lady, they are both wives. It is easy for her to have ambiguity when she says this, so she quickly added:
"I am talking about the princess's wife. , Qin Lang, don’t think too much.”
“?”
Qin Langxin said nonsense, what other wife could there be besides the princess’s wife?
……
Afterwards, the three of them formally had breakfast together, and Su Yupan asked a question about yesterday's arena. In fact, it was also a question that Miss Sumire cared about.
"Qin Lang, what kind of martial arts was the last move you used to defeat Wang Liu?"
"That one."
Qin Lang thought for a while:
< br>"That one is called "Great Smart Kung Fu."
"..."
What the hell is that name? Su Yupan almost choked:
"Great cleverness?"
"Yes."
"Is it also taught by your senior sister?"
"Yeah."
"..."
After hearing that Mu Xuanli taught Qin Lang the "Great Smart Skill", Su Yupan's eyes suddenly flashed "No wonder" means.
This kind of casual name... is really her style...
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At the same time, by the West Lake.
In the rain and fog, a six-story pavilion stands by the lake. On the first floor of the pavilion, three Chinese characters "Juxian Pavilion" with flying dragons and phoenixes can be faintly seen.
Since the vicinity of Juxian Pavilion was designated as the boundary of the prefecture government office, this ancient pavilion has also been used for official book collection, and has become more and more mysterious year by year.
At this moment, the second floor of Juxian Hall is filled with incense and candles. Two people are sitting opposite each other in front of a table. One of them is Wang Liu, a middle-aged man in brown robe who is fighting with Qin Lang. The person on the other side is He was wrapped in a black robe and couldn't see clearly. Only his voice could tell how old he was:
"Are you really talking about "Da Tong Ming Xuan Gong"?"
"Nine out of ten!"
Wang Liu squinted his eyes and looked at the old man in black robe, his tone was solemn:
"At least from what I have seen, I can't think of any other martial arts in the world that can compare with it. So similar."
"Hmm...cough cough cough..."
The old man in black robe seemed to be in poor health. After coughing for a while, he picked up the teapot next to him and poured out a wisp of bright red. The color of the liquid made Wang Liu frown while his eyes showed undisguised disdain.
The old man in black robe didn't care about his attitude at all, and continued:
"Da Tong Ming Xuan Gong... was the immortal magical power of Xiaoyao Sect back then. According to what you said, that Qin Boy, are you a remnant of the Xiaoyao Sect?”
“Nine out of ten!”
“Nine out of ten again…”
The old man sneered:
"Don't be surprised if you are not sure about something."
"But even if you are not completely sure, this matter is related to the descendants of the Old Sixth Sect!"
Wang Liuyi clenched his fist:
“Don’t you understand the importance of it?”
“The importance of it? Ha, I understand better than you. Everything has its priorities. Isn’t that why you didn’t stay on the fourth floor reading today? Do you want to talk to Mr. Hong about this? It just so happens that I have something more important, and I want to talk to Mr. Hong about something more important.
Wang Liu was stunned. For a moment, he really couldn't think of anything more important than "the suspected descendant of Xiaoyao Sect".
“The Xiaoyao Sect was mysterious and powerful at the beginning, but its style of doing things was comparable to that of Zenzhen Temple Wuliangshan. Few of its disciples were born, and even when they died, they died in silence, without fighting against the world and harmless to others. The late emperor Pingman Zhenguo couldn't find a suitable excuse for him... Such a sect has no intention of causing any trouble in the world even if a so-called successor is born."
"But..."
"Have you ever found someone to keep an eye on that young hero Qin?"
"I found him, I found him right away, but those people who followed him soon lost all of them, and their memory was also confused..."
...
In fact, this kind of The situation was not due to Qin Lang's own abilities.
It's just that Wang Liu had already failed to follow and track him at that time, and he didn't even know the existence of the other people around Qin Lang.
……
"People with such ability are not willing to trouble you, why are you anxious?"
The old man in black robe sneered:
"I said, compared to the Xiaoyao sect, I have more Important things."
Wang Liu was impatient and wanted to punch Lao Deng:
"If you want to say it, just say it and don't let it go. Won't you say the same thing when Mr. Hong comes back? ”
"Hehehe...Okay, then I will tell you."
The old man in black robe laughed strangely:
"Compared to your elusive successor of Xiaoyao Sect, I can tell you with certainty. You! Zhaixing Tower! Reappeared in the world!"
Wang Liu was shocked:
"One sword can pick out stars, one sword can gouge out the moon... Is this the star-picking tower who was once crowned the best demon sword in the world?!"
"Exactly!"
The old man in black robe lifts his head The face revealed by the hood was clearly the "vampire monster" that Qin Lang had beheaded in the wild boar forest before pretending to be dead and escaping.
"Mr. Wei."
Wang Liuyi clasped his fists and said half-believingly:
"Although I don't have much confidence in the successor of the Xiaoyao Sect, Mr. Wei, why do you believe that Zhaixinglou, who is also a member of the Old Sixth Sect, will reappear in the world?"
"Nonsense!"
The old man in black robe showed his severed arm, and then his neck:
"If it weren't for the help of immortal skills, I would have almost been beheaded by the "Star Reaching Knife" and died in the wild boar forest. Oh! You just read about "Da Tong Ming Xuan Gong" in the book. I saw "Star Reaching Knife" with my own eyes back then, and I can't be wrong after experiencing it myself this time!"
……
While the two were talking, suddenly a series of strange footsteps came slowly, and they both stood up at the same time, with respectful expressions on their faces.
"Mr. Hong..."
"Well...I heard shouting as soon as I came back..."
As the smell of alcohol filled the air, outside the second floor of Juxian Hall, a man in clothes A ragged figure limped in.
If Qin Lang were here, he would be able to recognize it at a glance. This is the same beggar who dropped the [Ju Xian] sign!
"Mr. Hong, you are finally back."
The beggar put his hands behind his back and stood on the corridor staring at the West Lake. Wang Liu quickly said behind him:
"Mr. Hong, I have Important information, one of the old six sects, the Xiaoyao sect, seems to have a successor."
"..."
The beggar frowned slightly when he heard this, but said nothing.
"It seems! It still seems!"
The black-robed old man also immediately followed:
"Mr. Hong, this guy is unreliable, but I can confirm it for sure. The legendary Star-Zhaing Tower has now reappeared in the world!”
“…”
Hearing Lao Deng’s words, the beggar still didn’t speak, but his brows furrowed deeper.
After a long time, he snorted coldly after letting out a long sigh.
"Huh, Xiaoyao Sect? Zhaixing Tower? What is this..."
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Wang Liu and Lao Deng Couldn't help but look at each other.
What does this mean?
These two pieces of news, if released casually, are enough to cause the world to boil. Why does Mr. Hong think it is nothing?
While the two were confused, little did they know that the beggar's mind was repeatedly replaying the young man driving a carriage he met on the road that day.
"I came back this time with a message..."
After pondering for a long time, the beggar finally spoke in a deep voice:
"The former leader of the six sects and the most insane sect in the world, Longding Villa, has returned to the world..."
"Ah?!"
"What?!"
……
(End of this chapter)