The first floor of Luhua Tianxia

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"What are you in a hurry for? It's not too late to have a drink first." Sitting in the railing on the second floor of Tang Xin Restaurant were two gentlemen with elegant faces. There is only a long black cloud sword with strange patterns resting on it.

"This wine is cold." The person on the left looked dissatisfied at the two wine jugs and the bowl full of salted peanuts.

"It's up to him to ask."

The owner of the restaurant turned around and took half of his steps, so he had to take back his steps in embarrassment, and stood aside carefully with a smiling face,

"Today the head is marrying his daughter, the master and the buddy are going to watch the excitement, what do you two want to eat, or I will go to the back kitchen to make it?" Of course he can sense that the two gentle-looking guests are absolutely utterly ignorant. He is not a reasonable person, besides, the Tang Family Manor has always been isolated from the outside world, except for the guests brought back by the owner, ordinary people from the Jianghu will not come at all.

The one on the right raised his eyelids, his sword-like eyes seemed to pin him there, "Sounds better than the reception here, but it's a pity that Zuo Shi and I are not eligible to be invited."

His partner answered, "In addition to binge drinking, there are also appetizers and drinks. It's fascinating to think about it."

The half-smile expression on Zuo Xuan's face was tearing the boss's trembling heart to shreds. He looked at the other party timidly, but he couldn't move an inch because of the fear of the consequences of escaping.

"Why are you so fussy with a boss?"

"Could Ximen Chuuxue stand up for a restaurant?"

When facing Ximen Chuuxue, the Right Envoy always seemed impatient. He looked at Ximen Chuuxue with a look of admiration that should not belong to the enemy, and was extremely puzzled.

He didn't understand when Ximen Chuuxue became so humane, let alone why Ximen Chuuxue abandoned his god-like arrogance. This kind of change, which can be called depravity, made him more heartbroken than his own depravity.

Ximen Chuuxue didn't answer.Suddenly, a figure of Youdao flashed, and it was the restaurant that jumped down from the second floor.Zuo Xuan seemed to have expected this coming out long ago, he got it and scattered it casually, and the bowl of peanuts on the table chased them out one by one with the sound of chilling wind.

No one expected that Ximen Chuuxue would draw his sword for a shopkeeper, but he did.

Someone once described Ximen Chuuxue, as long as he stood there, his whole body was like a sharp sword out of its sheath.At this time, this unparalleled sharp sword was used to chop off peanuts.The melodious melody of peanuts striking the blade was like a stirring piece of music. When the sword in Ximen Chuuxue's hand stopped, a pale vermilion narrow road appeared on the ground in front of Tangxin Restaurant. Sikong Zhaoxing, who had removed his makeup, stood On this road nailed with peanuts.

"This is the reason." Zuo Xuan said this to Hua Qiaofeng, with a meaningful expression on his face.

"A friend is equal to a weakness, a weakness that no one will accept." Huaqiao Fengdao, he carefully looked into Ximen Chuuxue's eyes, as if the answer was written there.

Ximen Chuuxue smiled, his warm smile covered his frosty white clothes,

"I don't expect a killer to understand the meaning of the word friendship."

Hua Qiaofeng's pupils shrank suddenly, and these words seemed to stab a poisonous needle into his already unconscious heart.

Dedication has always been the ultimate way to express sincerity.Everyone who died under his sword Hua Qiaofeng was only regarded as a sacrifice, a person who faked his death and would abandon even his fame and wealth.He once thought that Ximen Chuuxue was the only person in the world who understood him, because like himself, he had already devoted his whole life to the sword.

The image of God instantly shattered into a false phantom,

"Traitor." In the end, only these two words came out of his tightly clenched teeth, and Hua Qiaofeng picked up the long sword on the table in a desperate situation, turned over and fell from upstairs.

"Where's your sword?" Ximen Chuuxue frowned and asked Zuo Xuan who was walking down the stairs slowly.

The other party gave him a slight smile first, "I said it long ago, I generally don't use a sword." Zuo Xuan's smile suddenly stopped like a magic trick,

"True success depends not on martial arts, but on the mind."

"So, you built the Tsing Yi Building under Yu Luocha's nose, but he didn't realize it until he was dying."

A familiar voice sounded, instantly taking away his elation.Ximen Chuuxue's face brightened at the same time.

Zuo Xuan shifted his icy and stern gaze to Lu Xiaofeng who suddenly appeared, "I persuaded the leader to go south, but unfortunately..."

"The three Suihan friends are just impurities in the wheat, but Yu Luocha never imagined that you are the snake hiding in the haystack." Lu Xiaofeng stared at him and vowed to see through his haughty expression and see his duplicitous heart to go.

Zuo Xuan was not ashamed of this sentence, instead he chuckled lightly,

"It's a pity that although Yu Luocha's martial arts are high enough, his heart is too noble, and he doesn't want to compete for everything in the vanity fair. What's more, the evil intentions hidden by the three Suihan friends have already made him mentally exhausted and have no time to take care of other things." .”

Lu Xiaofeng nodded as if in agreement, "It's an understandable choice, with your brains and martial arts, why should you stay in that harsh and desolate borderland."

"Even though the big tree of the Devil's Cult is strong, it can't be done alone. If you want to become ambitious, you must first cultivate your own power." Zuo Xuan didn't know if he heard the sarcasm in his tone, but continued to speak for him,

"In Tsing Yi Building, only the best are qualified to serve."

"For example, use Huo Xiu, the richest man, to manage the money, use the invincible killer to carry out tasks, and form an alliance with the most poisonous Tang Sect." Lu Xiaofeng seemed really moved by this perfect arrangement,

"To do the greatest thing in the world, you must put the most extreme person in the extreme position."

Zuo Xuan's eyes were firm, and he lightly clasped the hands stretched out from his cuffs in front of him, with an inviolable dignity on his face, as if a god was adjudicating justice.Then, he suddenly cast a scrutinizing look at Lu Xiaofeng, and said without a smile,

"Of course, Huo Xiu's seat has changed at the moment."

When he said this, Zuo Xuan was looking at Lu Xiaofeng, but the implication was that he was speaking to Hua Manlou who was coming from afar.To his surprise, Huamanlou did not show the panic he imagined at all. He watched Huamanlou pass by his side with unhurried steps, and then walked over to stand side by side with Lu Xiaofeng. His bright red clothes should be like fire, but it made him feel cold all over.

He was confused again and looked up into the distance, only a girl Xiaoyu who was an outsider appeared behind Huamanlou.Other than that, there was no sign of anyone else.

"The people Ximen Chuuxue and others are waiting for have come back now." He heard Lu Xiaofeng say again, "His heart can be relieved. And you, don't you care about the life and death of Huang Naixue?"

Zuo Xuan's expression was both shock and fear at that moment.

When he went to face Lu Hua and the two again, the heart-pounding indifference returned to his face.

Lu Xiaofeng was determined to continue breaking the mask he was wearing,

"The day you asked Daffodil to bring me jewelry, I told Hua Manlou that she looked familiar."

"The first time I saw her was in the dark night, and I didn't leave much impression after a quick glance. The second time I saw her in the Devil's Cult was a sleepy early morning. Just now when the candlelight in the room was dim, I suddenly I remembered again."

Just now, when he heard Huang Narcissus holding a bead flower and speaking in a sad tone, and saw the look on her face, Lu Xiaofeng felt familiar with that expression of pain that could not be shown.Why did Huang Shuixian help him meet Huamanlou in the Devil's Cult, and why she came to save him today, he remembered everything and understood.

Because, the first time he went to Yuehua Building to find Shangguan Feiyan, he happened to run into an old relationship with Mr. Dongfang, and saved a killer sent by Tsingyi Building from this hypocrite.Huixue in white, Wan Qing in red, Huang Narcissus is Huixue, not only to repay Lu Xiaofeng for saving his life, but also to thank him for avenging his senior sister by indirectly removing Mr. Dongfang.

The pale mask trembled and cracked, and the last trace of blood faded from Zuo Xuan's face.

Lu Xiaofeng did not let him go,

"Daffodil is not your wife," he said, turning to look at Huamanlou, and the two of them kissed him back together, "Look, I told you earlier, how could a woman be willing to marry a man like him?" He is a wife."

When he regained his composure and returned, Zuo Xuan had completely pulled off the mask that had been twisted and deformed to the point that it could no longer be maintained, and his cold eyes were ready to retaliate for any possible next words of Lu Xiaofeng,

Lu Xiaofeng didn't let his preparation go to waste,

"Since the wife is a fake, naturally there will be no son. I have to think, who is the young man in the carriage with me and Daoren Gu?"

From his stiff back and gloomy face, Lu Xiaofeng knew that obviously, the answer he thought was completely correct.

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A wisp of smoke rose from the cracks in the gate of Tang Ao's magnificent mansion like an imperial city, circled, and dissipated in the blue sky.In addition, the closed door isolated all sounds and breaths.

Everyone's expressions are distorted, not only because of the poisonous gas of the red candle, but also because of all these unexpected developments, which have reached a level that no one can bear.

Convincing myself that Lu Xiaofeng is the landlord of Tsing Yi is not an easy task, the decision to confront her old friend has already exhausted half of her willpower, and the other half is teetering in Tang Ao's three assassinations.

When Hua Ruling appeared, everyone thought that a savior had arrived,

When Hua Ruling caught off guard and raised the black letter from the Heavenly Official in his hand, everyone present sat silently on the spot, as if what was left was just an empty shell, with only a numb look of astonishment at the corner of their mouths.

Although the Hua family has not asked about the affairs of the world for a long time, as long as Hua Ruling speaks, the majesty in his tone can instantly suppress any voice of doubt,

"There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that not long ago, Hua's family just took over the heavenly official of Tsing Yi Building, which is the small building that everyone thinks of Huo Xiu." The room was silent, and under the flickering light, Hua seemed calm and calm,

"This is real."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at Tang Ao who was next to him with his mouth open, nodded like an old friend, and said softly, "It's your turn."

Tang Ao didn't move at all and remained silent for half a minute, his lips trembling, looking at Hua Ruling in disbelief, he could only ask the other party why intermittently.

why?

Naturally, they didn't ask why Hua Ruling took over Huo Xiu's position.Also working for Tsing Yi Building, Tang Ao immediately knew who was the next Heavenly Official.It's just that he doesn't understand, he can't understand, this secret, if he doesn't come today, if he refuses to admit it himself, who can believe it?

Today when Lu Xiaofeng dies, Tang Sect preserves its reputation and the Hua family takes possession of the wealth. He and Hua Ruling each ask for what they want, and both can get what they want.As for whether they were enemies or friends in the past, whether they will be enemies or friends in the future, and the identity of the landlord in Tsing Yi, all these mysteries of authenticity, with the smoke of the burning red candle, in the final analysis, it is nothing more than a few strokes in the rivers and lakes. Scattered footnotes.

"Because I don't want to go wrong like you, and I don't want my son to have to pay for my sin one day."

The tears are colder than the light of the knife, and the tears are more mottled than the cold tea on the ground. Huamanlou let them spread from the corners of his eyes and did not raise his hand to wipe them. The son of the family who cared about his image in the past, stood in front of the crowd and shed silently. tears.

With a ding sound, Tang Ao's scimitar, which he could no longer hold firmly, dropped from his hand. Hua Ruling suddenly gave a grateful glance to Lu Xiaofeng who was standing quietly beside him.

It was only at this moment that Lu Xiaofeng sighed in relief.He wasn't really as fearless as the people in the world praised, Fang Ling died completely at Hua Ruling's glance.

Hua Manlou was not the only one who was crying. Tears dripped down Tang Li's face like broken rain. She bowed her head for a long time and suddenly knelt down.

The old man in the blue shirt stood up suddenly. It was Taoist Gu. He looked around and let out a long sigh, "When it comes to sin, old people are also guilty."

He has worked in the Demon Cult for these years, so it would be far-fetched to say that he is ignorant of Zuo Xuan's other identity, and he is even more or less involved in some affairs.

The most hateful thing in this world is a person's own peerless wisdom. Regarding the struggle of honor and justice, he feels no less burden than Tang Ao. The choice has always been difficult. Although threatened by Zuo Xuan, he still chose to go to Wudang to inform Everyone, Tsing Yi Building is in the Demon Sect, and because of this, how can he maintain his reputation with peace of mind today?

"Shut up!" Hearing a roar suddenly, Tang Wufu jumped up and ran to Gu Daoren's side, a cold light flashed, and the knife tip full of hatred drew a painful bloodstain on his throat,

"If you hadn't come to the Tang Sect, and said that a bunch of moral truths, kidnapping the young master and going to the Devil's Cult to make up for his mistakes, how could he..."

Tang Wufu's knife did not cut off, and his words did not continue, and his broken willpower replaced it.Killing faded from his eyes, and despair enveloped everything.

Lu Xiaofeng took two steps forward, trying to help Tang Li who was lying on the ground up.He has decided to come and be the villain who exposed the truth for Daoren Gu.

"Gu Daoren can abandon his reputation and stand up, but Tang Dazhang can't. Because he can't afford to sacrifice what needs him to sacrifice."

Tang Li had stopped crying, she was staring at the void, she didn't seem to respond to Lu Xiaofeng's actions at all,

"As a candidate for the shadow of the Tang family, I have lived under my brother's name since I was a child. In order to better complete the task, I was even limited the number of times I come back here every year. I have to get used to it. Unhappiness is the only thing in my life. Normal, until I met him in the Demon Cult, "

Gradually, her bleak eyes seemed to be ignited by memories little by little, and they glowed again.However, in the next moment, tears flooded into his eyes again together with all thoughts of despair.

"He died in the golden jade pagoda on the day of the Tianji Festival, but I am pregnant with his child."

Love attracts the young as light, even the light of fire, attracts moths.Tang Li looked up at Lu Xiaofeng's outstretched hand, almost muttering to herself,

"Yes, I am the part of my father that cannot be sacrificed."

A lot of shadows passed over her face, and Tang Li let out a whimper-like sound, the strangeness and hoarseness in it, even hard-hearted people would be horrified and heartbroken when they heard it,

No one asked Tang Li who he was talking about.Everyone cast their heavy eyes on Tang Ao, seeing that the head of the most feared family in the Jianghu slowly leaned himself back on the back of the chair,

There is no need to say anything, his remorse is terminally ill and there is no cure for it.