Wulin martial arts hegemony record

Chapter 223 Reasons for the Toast

"Senior Tang, what you said is very good! But someone said that my aptitude is blunt, even if I practice hard for half my life, I am mediocre." Xue Chang said pretending to be wronged.

"Who is so blind?!" Zhou Qiao scolded first.

But Geng Po retorted unconvinced: "When did I say that! I just said that you have some aptitude, but you work too late, and you may not achieve much in the future."

"Isn't that the same meaning?" Xue Chang pretended to be surprised.

"I said 'possible', do you understand the meaning of 'possible'?" Geng Po asked anxiously.

"Maybe, maybe not. Of course I understand this. Many fortune tellers often say that. Old man Geng, you want to change your career even as a cook." Xue Chang teased.

"I'll kill you—" Geng Po was so angry that he just raised his hand, seeing that Xue Chang also stretched out his fist, his words stopped abruptly, and he retracted his hand unnaturally, pretending to touch his face.

Zhou Qiao laughed out loud.

Luo Dachui sighed: "I have seen several martial arts people who were killed by the seven evil spirits of Tangmen before, and there are probably only a few examples like Xue Xiaoyou who can survive its torture and improve their internal strength. Although Xue Xiaoyou has a strange He has the skills to protect the body and is very talented, but if the other party is not weak in skill and happens to be rescued by the disciples of the Goddess Palace, it may be a disaster. Xiaoyou Xue has such an adventure, it is really a blessing from the Buddha, it is a fluke!" Luo Dahammer After all, he was born in Shaolin Temple, so he couldn't help but call him Buddha while sighing.

His words made Cui Keyan and others, who originally wanted to try this method to increase their internal strength, have to think more about it.

"What are you talking about?" A familiar voice came from behind Luo Dahammer.

Everyone looked up, only to see Ye Ziqiong and Ye San looking at them with smiles on their faces, and everyone quickly stood up.

"Because all of you at this table are members of our Iron-Blooded Changhe Sect, I'm here to respect everyone at the end, and I hope you don't take offense." Ye Ziqiong said with a big bowl of wine, her pretty face flushed slightly, and she smiled.

"No, no, no." Everyone quickly waved their hands.

Xue Chang was slightly stunned: Luo Dazhuo, Tang Fangzhuo, Zhou Qiao, and Geng Po are members of the Iron Blood Changhe Gate, the Flying Fish Gang, Danshan Gang, and Dengjiabao were built by the Iron Blood Changhe Gate Master, and the head of the Kunlun School is blood relatives to the Iron Blood Changhe Gate Master , the two factions are also closely related, only the Xiaoyao faction is different.Except for Hu Qiudi being able to have a little relationship with the Jagged Changhemen, and Xue Chang having a good relationship with Geng Po and Shangguan Yi from the Xiaoyao faction, there is no deadly friendship between the Xiaoyao faction and the Jagged Changhemen. Speaking of which, the demise of the Jincheng Escort, the predecessor of the Xiaoyao faction, is directly related to the Jagged Changhemen, but the Xiaoyao faction received an invitation letter from the Jagged Changhemen.As far as he knows, apart from the Jinghu martial arts sects, there are only a few martial arts sects in other regions who have been invited, and most of them have a lot of connection with the Jagged Changhe sect. Zhou Qiao is probably not the only one who can be invited. , Luo Dahammer and their requirements, and Ye Ziqiong's expectations even more!
Xue Chang looked at Ye Ziqiong on the opposite side of the dining table, she was looking at everyone with frowns, and said dissatisfiedly: "Masters, you all claim to be people who never pour a thousand cups, but why are you drinking with a small cup? I am a woman!"

"I told you that if you drink a small cup, you will be laughed at by the sect master, but you just don't listen!" Zhou Qiao complained immediately.

"Master, you are drinking wine like water, how can we compare?" Geng Po just made a few excuses, and Luo Dahammer waved his hand very simply: "Okay, don't talk about it, let's change to a bigger bowl. It’s also rare to have a drink with the sect master.”

"Master Luo is more refreshing!" Ye Ziqiong praised, and beckoned the accompanying disciples of the Iron-Blooded Changhe Sect to replace the wine glasses with big bowls.

After all the wine was filled, Ye Ziqiong held the wine bowl and first toasted Luo Sledgehammer, Tang Fangzhuo, Zhou Qiao and Geng Po, and she said sincerely: "Four uncles, if the Iron-Blooded Changhemen can return to Dazhou and gain a foothold in Jiangling, The current foundation is all due to your unremitting efforts, and I have grown from a little girl who knows nothing to a master of the iron-blooded Changhemen with a little knowledge, and your full cooperation and support is indispensable to this, so this bowl The wine is my heartfelt thanks to you, Ye Ziqiong, and I will do it first as a respect!" After she finished speaking, she drank it all in one gulp.

"Master, you are too modest, you don't know a thing or two, although you are a woman, you are born to be the master of the sect!" Zhou Qiao praised empathetically.

"That's right, you have the demeanor of an old sect master, much better than your father!" Tang Fangzhuo rarely praised anyone, but it was always strange to hear this.

"Moreover, the drinking ability of the sect master is better than that of the old sect master!" Luo Dachui also praised.

"Uh...uh..." Geng Po thought for a while, and choked out a sentence: "Master, you are also very discerning, and you know that I am the best person to manage the logistical affairs of the sect."

The other three immediately cast disdainful glances at Geng Po.

The four of them just made a joke, and quickly drank the wine in the bowl in response.

Xue Chang saw it in his eyes and sighed in his heart: a year ago in Iron Sword Villa, Ye Ziqiong was still a fledgling novice at that time, although Luo Dahui, Zhou Qiao and others surrounded her, it was more like treating her like a child Come and take care of her, and now she is able to control the situation, so that these senior iron-blooded Changhemen dare not be too casual.

Ye Ziqiong quickly filled another bowl of wine, came to Cui Keyan, and said solemnly: "Uncle Cui, I respect you for this bowl of wine, thank you for caring and taking care of me over the years! I will not be with my grandmother in the future. I can only ask you to take care of her more!"

Back then, Hua Haoyue and Ye San discussed that they wanted to train Ye Ziqiong with all their strength, so they brought her up the mountain since she was a child. Although she didn't ask anyone as a teacher, anyone had to carefully teach her martial arts and knowledge. They are busy, so Cui Keyan and Ye Ziqiong spend the most time together in the Kunlun School. It can be said that they have watched her grow up since childhood.

At this moment, Cui Keyan looked at the heroic and capable girl in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Ziqiong, you have really grown up, and you have greatly exceeded the expectations of the master!"

Hearing this, Ye Ziqiong suddenly felt that her hard work over the past year was worthwhile, because as a representative of the Kunlun School, Cui Keyan's affirmation also represented her grandmother's opinion to a large extent, she suppressed the complacency in her heart, Shen Sheng said: "Uncle Cui, don't worry, Iron Blood Changhemen will try its best to help you achieve the goal you want to achieve!"

Of course Cui Keyan knew what Ye Ziqiong was talking about, he looked at Ye San behind Ye Ziqiong.

Ye San nodded to him knowingly.

Cui Keyan felt relieved, and Ye Ziqiong said in a lower voice: "Uncle Cui, about Senior Brother Ma...I'm sorry."

Cui Ke had a wry smile on his face. One of his missions this time was to try his best to match Ma Lingfeng and Ye Ziqiong's marriage. However, after Ye Ziqiong made an oath in public, this matter was impossible to achieve, but it had already happened, so he could only Sighing: "I can't blame you for this matter. Under such circumstances... I can only blame Ling Feng for having nothing to do with you, but the oath you made is too strong. I'm afraid your grandmother and father will Very dissatisfied with that."

Obviously, in Cui Keyan's view, even the wise and mighty Emperor Taizu of the Great Zhou Dynasty failed to expel the Northern Man to the north of Yanshan, so it is even more impossible to achieve peace after more than 30 years. Ye Ziqiong will never have a chance to marry, Therefore, with deep dissatisfaction in his eyes, he glanced at Ye San and the others, complaining in his heart about their inaction and incompetence, allowing others to force Ye Ziqiong to make such a heavy decision.

Ye Ziqiong saw what he was thinking, and said firmly: "Uncle Cui, this is a decision I made on my own. Third Grandpa and all the senior uncles didn't know it before. Even if my grandmother and father force me in the future, I will not take it back! I firmly believe that one day we will be able to fulfill this oath and regain the hometown of my ancestors! Well, let’s not talk about this, I’ve already drunk the bowl of wine I’m offering you, and you haven’t drunk it yet.”

Seeing that Ye Ziqiong had made up her mind, Cui Keyan couldn't persuade her anymore, so she raised the wine bowl in her hand and signaled to Ye San.

Ye San originally accompanied Ye Ziqiong to toast, but he was the only one holding the wine glass. After all, he was old and had a high status, so no one raised any objections.

Cui Keyan still couldn't help but said in a deep voice: "Senior Ye, when the head of the sect agreed to let Ziqiong follow you back to Da Zhou, you haven't forgotten what you promised, have you?"

Ye San was sinking like water, and without answering, he picked up the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp.

Cui Keyan stopped talking and drank the wine in the bowl.

Ye Ziqiong then made a toast to Han Yeqiu, Li Changle, and Deng Buyan, thanking them for their selfless help to the Iron Blood Changhe during this period, and hoped that from now on, the Iron Blood Changhe Gate will form a brotherly alliance with Feiyu Gang, Danshan Gang, and Deng Jiabao , help each other, and resist foreign humiliation together.

This was actually discussed before, and it was officially established as soon as the three gang leaders touched their happy wine bowls.

In the end, Ye Ziqiong walked up to Xue Chang with a wine bowl filled with wine again. She didn't know how much wine she drank, but her graceful figure didn't change at all, but her pretty face finally had a little blush. Her vigorous and heroic appearance added a bit of charm, looking at Xue Chang, she smiled sweetly, even more charming: "Master Xue, I will respect you."

Xue Chang couldn't help but joked, "Is there a reason for this bowl of wine?"

Ye Ziqiong's smile disappeared, her expression became serious, she stared at Xue Chang, and said softly: "Although I was born in Qingluo, I grew up listening to the heroic stories of my grandfather and the iron-blooded Changhemen. Longing, and you are the first friend I met after returning to Dazhou, let me know that my longing for Dazhou martial arts people is not just a beautiful imagination, and made me firm in my determination to stay here..."

Xue Chang's heart moved, and he asked, "What kind of longing is it?"

Ye Ziqiong rolled her eyes, and said angrily, "If you want to hear my compliments, just say so."

Xue Chang laughed.

(End of this chapter)