small rivers and lakes

Zhong Yi is the youngest hall master in the Tianxia League, but his martial arts are not inferior to other respected ministers, so he is very favored by the alliance master.

As soon as he entered, An Guangsha, who was sitting on the grand teacher's chair, immediately laughed: "Xiao Zhong is here."

Zhong Yi walked in front of him, arched his hands on his chest, bowed and saluted, and said in a loud voice: "This subordinate pays homage to the lord, and may the lord be happy and healthy."

"Watch the seat."

The Longyuan Hall faces south from the north, and there are two rows of chairs in the hall. On the first chair on the east side sits a middle-aged man in a dark blue brocade robe. The shopkeeper of the workshop, Jin Huoxue, the third is Tianjizhai Huo Shang, the fourth is Lie Yuntang Leili, but the fifth place is vacant.

Zhong Yi sat down on the sixth chair on the west side, and Le Wuyou stood behind him with downcast eyes. The boy brought tea, Zhong Yi picked up the teacup, swiped the tea stem on the water surface, and pretended to drink water He said softly: "The vacant seat should have been Ma Feisha, the master of the Chiyan sect."

Le Wuyou knew it, and counted the seats on the west side, and sure enough, the ninth seat was also vacant, and it should be the seat of Long Tianba, the master of Xiuchun Hall.

"Ahem," An Guangsha motioned the crowd to be quiet, and said in a deep voice, "I am very grateful to you all for coming to the meeting during your busy schedule."

Chang Fengjun said: "Brother, you don't have to be polite. This time, there is a sudden turmoil in the world. We all know the seriousness of the matter, so we naturally have to come and discuss it."

"Demon Valley..." Jin Luxue murmured, "A few months ago, Ma Feisha's family, the head of the Chiyan Sect, was brutally wiped out. It is reported that it was the Devil's Valley who did it. When the incident happened, both Village Master Huo and Hall Master Zhong were present? "

Zhong Yi nodded: "Not bad."

Huo Shang said: "The murderer who killed the Ma Sect Master's family has already been executed. It was the remnants of the Devil Valley who pretended to be Ma Sect Master's newly married concubine and waited for the opportunity to create this tragedy."

"Hmph," a Mrs. Long sitting next to Chang Fengjun snorted coldly, "Ma Feisha's death is not a pity if she is over sixty years old and married an eighteen-year-old girl."

As soon as this remark came out, the Long Yuan hall was suddenly silent, there were many wives and concubines present, all of them looked at the words, as if they didn't hear her ridicule.

Chang Fengjun sighed: "Madam..."

Zhong Yi lowered her head to drink tea, covered her mouth with the lid of the cup, and whispered to Le Wuyou, "Don't worry."

Le Wuyou was looking at the embarrassment of everyone, and was taken aback when he heard this: "What?"

There was a narrow smile in the corner of Zhong Yi's eyes, and he said in a low voice, "I won't take concubines."

"..." Le Wuyou choked, and said with a straight face, "Drink your water well, why didn't you choke to death?"

Seeing that the topic was going in an uncontrollable direction, An Guangsha cleared his throat, and said seriously: "I have already read the case file sent by Master Zhong about the matter of Master Ma, and the methods are extremely bad, and even more serious. The murder of Hall Master Xiuchun shows that Demon Valley is here against the Tianxia League."

"The vengeance of the remnants of the Devil's Valley is clearly revealed, but it is disgusting that they only dare to attack the Chiyanmen and the weakest Xiuchuntang in Jiangcheng," Chang Fengjun said with contempt on his face, and stretched out his hand to decorate The gorgeous saber was placed heavily on the coffee table, and he said coldly, "If the Devil Valley has any courage, you might as well go to Chang'an. My Huajing Feijing hasn't killed anyone for many years."

Le Wuyou's back froze suddenly, his eyes fixed on the long sword, his face turned pale - in the murderous aura that filled the sky in Tianque Mountain that night, he had seen this long sword unleash a killing spree and drink blood.

A warm hand stretched out and grabbed his cold palm. The warmth spread along the fingertips to all the limbs. Le Wuyou lowered his head and saw a pair of gentle and quiet eyes. Trembling and laughing.

Zhong Yi patted the back of his hand, then turned to look at the people who were discussing enthusiastically.

An Guangxia said in a deep voice: "I invite everyone to come here today. The first is to discuss the plan to kill the Demon Valley, and the second is to select three suitable candidates to fill the vacancies of the five men in the world and the three villages and six halls."

Huo Shang asked: "Aren't there two Chiyanmen and Xiuchuntang? How could there be three?"

The old man sitting in the top seat on the west side said in a hoarse voice: "I'm old, I was injured in Jinling a month ago, and I stayed sick for many days, and I couldn't recover for a long time. It can be seen that my current strength is no longer worthy of this top seat. "

Everyone was surprised: "Master Ding?"

The old man was Ding Gange, the owner of Shushi Village, who had blocked Le Wuyou at the banquet in white that day. Zhong Yi tilted his head to look at him, and couldn't help frowning slightly, thinking that this old thing was as good as an old mouse that night. Now you actually say that you are lingering on the sick bed?Besides, although that night was extremely chaotic, neither Le Wuyou nor Su Yuhen took any action against the old mouse. Where did he get hurt?

Ding Gange coughed twice, sat on the high chair and bowed his hands to the crowd: "On the winter solstice next month, I will wash my hands in the golden basin in Shushizhuang. From then on, all grievances and hatreds will be wiped out. I respectfully invite you to come and be a witness."

"Ding Gong has made great contributions to the Tianxia League for many years," An Guangsha said slowly, "Ten years ago, the surprise attack on Tianque Mountain was Ding Gong's good strategy."

"Crack..." There was a muffled sound.

Everyone followed the prestige, and saw the attendant standing behind Zhong Yi gripping the back of the mahogany chair to pieces.

Chang Fengjun looked over with haughty eyes, looked him up and down, and said calmly: "The friend behind Hall Master Zhong has never seen him before."

Zhong Yi's face remained unchanged, and he waved the paper fan and said calmly, "Probably because the pavilion master doesn't go to Jiangcheng often."

Le Wuyou clasped his fists in both hands, bowed his head and said, "The villain's name is Zhong Qing, and he is Hall Master Zhong's servant."

"Love?" Chang Fengjun said indifferently: "I think your stature is a good material for martial arts, raise your head and let me have a look."

Le Wuyou slowly raised his head, trying his best to control the boiling hatred in his eyes. His eyes were lowered, and he didn't look at Chang Fengjun, nor did he see the suspicion that flashed in his eyes.

Zhong Yi laughed lazily: "Master Chang is so interested in my servant? Why don't I give it to Master Chang?"

Chang Fengjun was startled.

"Haha," Zhong Yi said narrowly, "Just kidding, he is my heart, and I won't give it to anyone who wants it."

Chang Fengjun's face darkened immediately.

An Guangxia said: "Master Zhong, I remember that when you came to Mr. Meng, you brought a maid named Jiubao with you."

Zhong Yi smiled and said: "Since she is a maidservant, there are always some inconveniences. Can a man and a woman kiss each other? Jiubao has grown older in recent years, and her temper has become very violent. Sometimes I can't even order her."

Jin Luxue laughed loudly and said, "It's because you have such a good temper that you insisted on raising a maidservant to become a young lady. When the next day comes out of the cabinet, you, the master, will probably be reluctant to part with it."

"Since I can't bear it, I will stay with you," Ding Gange said, "It's not a strange thing for a maid to be my aunt."

Madam Long's face was stern, and she snorted heavily: "Hmph."

Seeing that the topic turned to an uncontrollable direction again, An Guangsha restrained his expression, and said seriously: "Please move to the martial arts platform, gentlemen."

Everyone walked out of Longyuan Hall, Zhong Yi stayed until the end, circled around Le Wuyou, and said with a smile: "Zhong Qing? It's a good name, I like it!"

Le Wuyou glanced at him, raised his legs and walked out.

Zhong Yi laughed loudly, waving a fan and walking beside him, her eyes were glued to his face all the time, muttering in her mouth: "Zhongqing...Zhongqing...hey, Zhongqing...ahhahahaha..."

Le Wuyou took a deep breath, his guts were almost green with embarrassment, and he wanted to go back to just now and strangle that gibberish self to death.

Zhong Yi laughed for a long time, then gradually stopped laughing, lowered her head and secretly kissed him on the ear, and said softly: "Ding Gange will definitely die within a month, don't worry."

Le Wuyou was taken aback, raised his eyes, and suddenly bumped into his lacquer-like pupils, only to see that the inside was bottomless, full of confidence and firmness.

A warm current flowed slowly through his heart, he moved his lips and murmured, "Thank you."

"Don't say thank you any more," Zhong Yi snorted, squinting at him and said, "I will be angry, I warn you, Zhong Yi!"

Le Wuyou's smile faltered, and he gritted his teeth: "Do you believe that I killed you?"

Zhong Yi with a hippie smile: "I don't believe it."

"..." Le Wuyou choked.

The two frolicked as they walked, not paying attention to the gazes of others, Chang Fengjun walked slowly to one side, turned his head to look at Le Wuyou calmly, with a trace of doubt in his eyes getting deeper and deeper.

An Guangxia walked beside him, and said in a low voice, "Second Brother, what do you think is wrong with that love?"

"His figure reminds me of an old man."

"Ok?"

"An old man who has been dead for many years."

An Guangsha raised his eyes to look at Le Wuyou as well, staring at him for a long while, then suddenly changed color.

Chang Fengjun said: "Wait a minute, I'll let someone try his kung fu."

Everyone came to the martial arts stage, where several young heroes were competing in martial arts.

The young man in golden clothes kicked his opponent off the martial arts stage with a volley, turned around neatly, landed firmly on the edge of the stage, clasped his fists in both hands, and said loudly: "Accept!"

There was a burst of applause from the audience.

One person complimented An Guangsha: "The leader of the young alliance is young and promising, it is really a blessing in martial arts."

This kind of flattery will be very useful to any father's ears. An Guangsha stroked the short beard on his chin, looked happy, and said with a smile: "Hey, it's too famous. The dog's temper is impetuous and can't be used. It's just relying on it." I have a bit of talent, I just stumbled and stumbled to practice Ziwei swordsmanship to the third level."

When people heard it, they all praised: "The young leader is only fifteen or sixteen years old, and he has already broken through the triple Ziwei swordsmanship. He can be called a young genius."

An Guangsha laughed loudly: "Since the gentlemen value this kid so much, why not start the first round of competition with the dog. All the gentlemen can challenge on stage, and the winner of this round will be in charge of Guangling Xiuchun Hall."

As soon as the words fell, a burly man flew out, landed on the martial arts platform and made a loud noise like a bell: "Liu Shan, a disciple of the Tiger Wolf Sect in Yongzhou, come to ask for advice!"

Anji cupped his fists and saluted: "Anji, the alliance of the world, please enlighten me."