There are always so many sexes every day

Song Huanhuan rubbed his nose and said, "As your partner, I should stick to you every day and take care of you instead of taking care of others..." Well, this is what he said casually, it's just a little fun in the lover's world That's all~

Murong Ang helplessly shook his head.

Song Huanhuan said again: "Just now Su Zhaoyou said that he owes me a favor. Can you help me think about what I can ask for? Hehe, it would be best if he gave me the money directly~" Song Huanhuan was a little flustered.

Murong Ang said: "As you wish."

Song Huanhuan smirked again for a long time before she pulled out of her fantasy, opened the curtain to look outside, and asked, "When will we get there?"

"Qiufeng Villa is in Qingyun Mountain. After passing Qingfeng City in front, Qingyun City is ahead, and we are here."

Song Huanhuan blinked: "So soon?" Counting the days, it's almost time.

"Let's just go there like this. Isn't this a sheep in the mouth of a tiger?" Song Huanhuan didn't forget that they were the targets of the crusade!

Murong Ang said: "I have my own arrangements."

Song Huanhuan looked curious, but he held back from asking. Anyway, he didn't understand...

In the afternoon, the group finally arrived at Qingfeng City.

As soon as he entered the city gate, Song Huanhuan couldn't wait to lift the curtain to look out. The street was bustling with people walking around with swords and knives, who were obviously wandering the rivers and lakes.

Song Huanhuan was puzzled: "Why are there so many people from the Jianghu here?"

"The Martial Arts Conference is approaching, and Qingfeng City is not far from Qingyun City, so many people gathered here, waiting for a few days, there will be more people."

Song Huanhuan widened his eyes and said worriedly: "Why are there so many people participating? Wouldn't it be troublesome if so many people attacked Tianchong Mountain?"

Murong Ang smiled and said: "There is no need to worry, you just need to stay."

Song Huanhuan turned his head. Although he said so, he was still very worried-the martial arts conference was really contradictory!

Song Huanhuan and his party did not stay in Qingfeng City for too long, they just rested for one night and then set off again.

Seeing that Su Zhaoyou was still weak, Jin Huan decided not to go with Song Huanhuan and the others.

Song Huanhuan begged the medicine king to keep the medicine, and then grabbed Jin Huan and began to babble: "When your Daxia Su recovers from his injury, you must go to me, and I will provide food and shelter when the time comes."

Jin Huan smiled and said, "Are you rich?"

Song Huanhuan said confidently, "My man is rich."

Jinhuan Black Line.

Just when the two of them were wordy, Murong Ang also went to find Su Zhaoyou.

Su Zhaoyou said coldly, "What's the matter?"

Knowing his personality, Murong Ang said bluntly, "I've come to make a deal with you."

Su Zhaoyou didn't answer.

Murong Anghun didn't care: "It's very simple, if someone hunts you down, I will help you solve this problem, and what you need to do is to protect Ming Huan comprehensively."

"No need." Su Zhaoyou categorically refused.

Murong Ang said: "No, you need it. The Tianshan faction has been out of touch with world affairs for a long time, and now they send you to participate in the martial arts conference, which explains a lot of problems."

Su Zhaoyou remained silent.

"Tianshan faction has an accident, you must rush back. At that time, with your own power, you will not be able to protect the person you want to protect. In the end, it may be the same as today." Murong Ang hit the nail on the head.

Su Zhaoyou pondered for a while before saying: "Okay, I promise you, but you are not allowed to participate in the affairs of the Tianshan School, and I will not allow the Tianshan School to have anything to do with your Tianchongjiao."

"I said it, just to let you protect Ming Huan in times of crisis."

Su Zhaoyou nodded, and the two had reached an agreement.

Murong Ang left a few people behind to protect Su Zhaoyou and the two, and then he dragged Song Huanhuan, who was still chattering, on the road.

The carriage was not fast nor slow, Song Huanhuan leaned against Murong Ang to sleep dizzily.

Murong Ang helped him change the quilt, closed his eyes and rested his mind.

This time, we must solve everything one by one, so that there will be no future troubles!

The author has something to say: don't dislike it for its short size, it seems to be a Cavendish bird

QAQ turned out to be Kawen, is this the retribution for not writing an outline? ! ! !

ball consolation woo woo

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Song Huanhuan and his party hurried to Qingyun City three days before the martial arts conference.

To be honest, although Song Huanhuan followed, he didn't know what they were rushing to do now.

According to the countless novels he had read before, the cult should first make a gorgeous appearance, then defeat countless up-and-comers who are famous and upright in the arena, and then make provocative words, have a big fight, and tear out the people behind the scenes. , even if the task is completed.

Song Huanhuan thought so, so he told Murong Ang the same, and the latter nodded, "That's a good idea."

Song Huanhuan: "...Isn't that what you intend?"

Murong Ang said: "Of course not."

Song Huanhuan was hit, but he didn't guess it?

Murong Ang explained lightly: "This martial arts conference is related to Tian Chongjiao, but I don't need to deal with it. I just see that you want to go down the mountain, so I will take you down for a walk."

Song Huanhuan was moved.

"Although these so-called righteous ways of martial arts have long since faded away, they are still a problem. This time I will go down the mountain, and I will solve everything that can be solved, so as to save future troubles."

Song Huanhuan looked at Murong Ang with staring eyes, and lamented that this guy was finally domineering once again!

Murong Ang smiled. Of course, there were many twists and turns that Song Huanhuan couldn't understand, so he couldn't tell them all.

The group lived in a low-key way in an ordinary small house.

Huang Ying took Qingzhu's place and ran to take care of Mr. Mu who had been in a daze. Song Huanhuan took Qingzhu and the little assassin to continue studying with Yaowang. Everything seemed to be in order...that's impossible!

"You're just an elm head—" Yao Wang grabbed Song Huanhuan's ear and began to scold, "Why can't you learn? Your head was eaten by a dog?! Don't say you are my Yao Wang's apprentice when you go out, I am afraid of being laughed at, old man!"

Song Huanhuan was at a loss for all kinds of grievances, well, it seems that he is really a material for studying medicine and poisoning.

Qing Zhu and the little assassin watched the show together, holding back a smile, their eyes full of gloating.

Song Huanhuan, who was hit, gave the two of them a blank look, sniffed and ran to the corner to heal by herself.

Song Huanhuan squatted on the ground and counted ants, feeling aggrieved, is he that stupid?If he can't learn martial arts, he can't learn Chinese, so what's the use of him?It's not that good-looking, it's too tragic...

Huang Ying, who came out to pour water, kicked Song Huanhuan and said, "Get out of the way, it's blocking the way."

Song Huanhuan became even more depressed, Xiao Sui stepped away, and grabbed the corner of Huang Ying's clothes when she passed by.

Huang Ying: "..."

Song Huanhuan looked up at her: "..."

After a while, Huang Ying automatically surrendered: "Okay, okay, tell me, what are you calling me for?"

Song Huanhuan pursed her lips and said, "I'm extremely unconfident right now, and I need comfort."

Will someone who needs comfort speak up?Yellow Warbler Black Line.

Song Huanhuan raised her head and blinked her eyes, "Praise me, praise me, praise me quickly" was written all over her face.

Huang Ying twitched the corners of her mouth, she really couldn't bear the attack from Song Huanhuan's eyes, she thought for a while and said, "Well...you look good..."

"……except this……"

"Kindhearted and kind."

Song Huanhuan's eyes lit up, and he asked, "What else? What else?"

"Make people happy?"

Song Huanhuan: "...Is this also an advantage?"

Huang Ying said: "Of course, you see, since you joined the Tianchong Sect, the atmosphere in the Sect has become much better."

Song Huanhuan looked up at the sky, why didn't he know?Also, when did he join Tianchongjiao?

But no matter what, Song Huanhuan felt much more comfortable. The spirit of playing is really the greatest self-consolation weapon for human beings!

Huang Ying was curious: "Why are you so unhappy all of a sudden?"

Hearing this, Song Huanhuan's little heart that had seen some sunshine just now became gloomy again: "You said that I don't know martial arts, and I can't learn medicine and poison. Isn't it too useless?"

The beginning and the end are useless, it is simply too useless!Huang Ying growled inwardly with a gentle face.

"why do not you talk?"

Huang Ying smiled: "Who said you are useless? The leader didn't dislike you. Why are you so lost here?"

Song Huanhuan touched his chin, too, if he was really useless, Murong Ang wouldn't like him either~

Figured it out, Song Huanhuan got up and rushed towards Huang Ying. Huang Ying dodged reflexively, and Song Huanhuan kissed the ground.

Huang Ying looked at the sky, she didn't mean it.

Song Huanhuan made a bitter face: "My legs are numb, why are you hiding?"

Huang Ying, who knew she was not kind, pulled Song Huanhuan up, patted the dirt on his body, and said, "I still have to take care of Mr. Mu, why don't you find someone else to play with, huh?" After speaking, the person disappeared.

So, Song Huanhuan was abandoned again.

Song Huanhuan, the most leisurely in the world, rubbed her nose, wandered out of the yard, and went shopping in the street.

Dark Armor said: "Who is going to tell the leader?"

An Bing waved: "See you~" Saying that, he pulled An B and ran behind Song Huanhuan.

Dark armor: "..."

That day, I saw that there were already a lot of Jianghu people in Qingfeng City, but there were more Jianghu people in Qingyun City. Among the ten people who passed by, there must be nine of them holding swords and knives, with big beards, all kinds of mighty and majestic. .

Song Huanhuan carefully dodged, afraid of bumping into someone who was unreasonable and being cut off with a knife.

As the saying goes, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there are heads-up and group fights.

Song Huanhuan was lucky to see the duel, but unfortunately got involved in the group fight.

The cause of the incident was very simple. There was a small stall selling fans on this street. Two girls who looked like they were from the martial arts world fell in love with the same fan. The only difference was that one was a flower, and the other was followed by countless real man.

Jiao Didi, a girl escorted by countless real men, said, "This fan is mine if I like it."

Yizhihua sneered: "Joke, Miss Ben paid for it, this is Miss Ben's."

"Huh~" Sister Jiao Didi stomped her feet: "You bully others, I will order this fan~"

Yizhihua picked her chin: "If you have the ability, grab it, hmph—"

Song Huanhuan shuddered, where did this delicate girl come from?Then he laughed wretchedly again, let's go heads-up, let's go head-to-head, beautiful girls are the best to see in heads-up hehehe...

Jiao Didi turned around and turned her head, sticking to the real man beside her, shaking his arm and saying, "Brother, this woman bullies me, so I want that fan~"

The real man who was rubbed by his breasts was so bloody, he drew his sword and roared: "How dare you bully my junior sister, juniors, deal with her!"

Song Huanhuan: "..."

Onlookers: "..."

Yizhihua looked contemptuous.

The real men who were despised gathered together and attacked, Yizhihua snorted coldly and drew his sword to meet the enemy.

The group of onlookers is the easiest to be affected, so Song Huanhuan originally wanted to retreat with the onlookers, but some bastard who killed a thousand swords kicked him, and Song Huanhuan, who was so defenseless, was kicked out by this kick. It just happened to pounce on all kinds of graceful Jiao Didi standing aside.

The men shouted: "Little Junior Sister—" the voice was indescribably shrill.

In broad daylight, Song Huanhuan was so frightened that she broke into a sweat.

Song Huanhuan got up in a hurry and wanted to explain that he didn't do it on purpose, but the sharp sword in front of him made it too late for him to speak.

Song Huanhuan rolled on the spot, dodging the blow.

Not far away, a flower flew over and pushed the man's sword away, with brows bristling: "What a bastard, people who practice martial arts can kill people so recklessly? This lady will teach you a lesson for your master now!"

Song Huanhuan, who was lucky enough to escape from the battle, is really a good girl~

Yizhihua was good at kung fu, those guys were beaten to the ground, and finally lost, and ran away in despair.

After the show was over, the onlookers naturally dispersed.

Song Huanhuan walked up to a flower and said, "Thank you just now for saving my life."

A flower said: "It's a trivial matter, it's just that you don't have the time, so don't get involved in such things indiscriminately in the future."

Song Huanhuan yelled inwardly, I was framed!

Yizhihua didn't wait for Song Huanhuan to reply, and continued, "It's getting late, take my leave."

Song Huanhuan hurriedly called her to stop: "Well, you saved my life, so I should repay you."

"Need not."

"It's useful," Song Huanhuan said with a smile, "Since it's getting late, I'll treat you to lunch, anyway, you have to eat."

Yizhihua thought for a while, then nodded: "Thank you for that."

So, the two went to the inn not far away.

An Yi, who was lying on the roof, said, "Do you want to tell the leader about this?"

An Bing waved his hand: "Go, see you~"

Dark B: "..."

The author has something to say: It's smooth... If there is no accident, it should not be stuck o(╯□╰)o

By the way, where have all the girls gone?There are no flowers...

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Let's say that Song Huanhuan and Song Huanhuan entered the restaurant, because many people saw what happened just now, so it was inconvenient to eat in the lobby, so they asked for the private room on the second floor.

The reason why Song Huanhuan was so enthusiastic was because this flower saved his life on the one hand, and on the other hand, he felt that this flower was very similar to the dignified girl who brought him into the rotten family, with a hearty personality.Because of this, Song Huanhuan didn't realize how wrong it was for them to be in the same room.

As for a flower, the sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes don't care about trifles, and it's nonsense whether men and women give or take each other.

After ordering a few signature dishes, Song Huanhuan poured tea and said with a smile, "Minghuan, thank you so much for today."

"You're welcome," Yizhihua said calmly, "Su Yuqing, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"Miss Su, your kung fu is really good~" This can be regarded as flattery.

"Thank you for the compliment."

Then... Song Huanhuan didn't know what to say anymore, don't look at him who usually talks a lot, but occasionally he would feel shy because of discomfort.

Su Yuqing picked up the teacup, glanced at Song Huanhuan who was looking at the sky and the earth but didn't look at her, suddenly smiled and said: "You are really interesting, you obviously invited me to dinner, why didn't you say a word?"

Song Huanhuan rubbed her head, feeling a little embarrassed.

Su Yuqing shook his head, and didn't force him, just said: "Aren't you from Qingyun City?"

"No."

"Are you here to participate in the martial arts conference?"

"Curious, so take a look."

Su Yuqing asked suspiciously: "You don't know kung fu, why do you want to come to the martial arts conference?"

"I..." Song Huanhuan opened her mouth, but didn't dare to continue. There were too many mistakes in what she said, and it would be bad if she accidentally revealed some news.

Seeing his hesitant look, Su Yuqing knew that it was difficult to say something, so she smiled, dragged the question away, and casually talked about the scenery of Qingyun City.

Seeing that Su Yuqing didn't mention it anymore, Song Huanhuan heaved a sigh of relief, and continued as she wanted.

Xiao Er quickly served the food, and Song Huanhuan ate the meal in silence for a rare time, adhering to the requirement of not talking when eating or sleeping.

Song Huanhuan sighed inwardly. Although she looked like her, she was still not a dignified girl...

Before they separated, the two of them had a tacit understanding and did not leave their addresses. If they meet in the future, it is fate. If they never see each other again, the fate is over and cannot be forced.

Song Huanhuan, who was still in a good mood, walked back humming a little tune, turned into the alley, and was suddenly blindfolded and pressed against the wall.

"Hmm..." Song Huanhuan was about to speak, but her mouth was blocked.

I just heard the man say in a gloomy way: "If you dare to offend the leader, I will goug out your eyes and cut off your tongue, and then throw it into the cesspit. Do you understand?"

Song Huanhuan took a breath, where did this person come from?My heart is too hard.

"In the future, if you dare to hook up with people indiscriminately, be careful of your life."

As soon as the words fell, Song Huanhuan's eyes lit up, besides him, how could there be anyone else in the alley?

Song Huanhuan rubbed his chin, is this person from the church?It sounds like he is very loyal to Murong Ang, but he said those words for Mao?When did he feel sorry for Murong Ang?

Song Huanhuan, who had been thinking for a long time to no avail, walked back with question marks all over her head, and when she reached the gate, she saw Qingzhu and the little assassin chatting together without knowing what to say.

"What are you talking about?" Song Huanhuan walked over lightly and said suddenly.

Both of them were startled, and when they turned around and saw Song Huanhuan, their faces changed.

Qing Zhu frowned and said: "My lord, where did you go? Why are you coming back now? Master Seven has been waiting for you for a long time."

"What is he waiting for me for?"

"Let's have lunch together."

Song Huanhuan blinked: "I've already eaten..."

The little assassin said: "You caused trouble, the seventh young master seems very angry, I also heard that you caused trouble outside today, and you were with a woman..."

Song Huanhuan was surprised: "How do you know?"

The little assassin looked at the sky, so he didn't tell Song Huanhuan that Thirteen told him.

Song Huanhuan had a headache. He wanted to thank Su Yuqing for saving his life, but he forgot the most important thing.

Qingzhu said: "Young Master, you go back and apologize to Master Seven, do you understand?"

Song Huanhuan rubbed his head and said with a smile, "Understood, you are the only one who is smart."

Leaving the green bamboo and the little assassin behind, Song Huanhuan hurried into the courtyard and walked to his and Murong Ang's room.

Song Huanhuan pushed open a crack in the door, exposed her head and began to scratch, the room was very quiet, there was no movement at all.

Song Huanhuan breathed a sigh of relief, opened the door and walked in.

"came back?"

Song Huanhuan was so frightened by Murong Ang's voice that he shook his hands, his heart jumped into his throat, he rolled his eyes secretly and said, "Why didn't you make a sound before? You scared me..."

Murong Ang smiled and said, "Did you go out today? Did you have a good time?"

After getting along for so long, Song Huanhuan had already seen Murong Ang's true face clearly. Seeing him laugh like this, goosebumps popped up all over his body, and said tremblingly: "Don't laugh like that, I'm panicking."

"Oh?"

Song Huanhuan said helplessly: "I'm sorry, I didn't have time to tell you when I went out this time, I kept you waiting for a long time."

Murong Ang didn't respond.

Song Huanhuan asked again: "Have you had lunch yet?"

Murong Ang fixedly looked at Song Huanhuan, trembling at the sight of the latter, and finally sighed: "It's not that I don't allow you to go out, it's just that the situation is serious now, you must not go out with people indiscriminately, or you will be caught by others." Grab the handle, and you will suffer."

Song Huanhuan said with difficulty: "I'm sorry..."

"I already know what happened today. That person is from the Su family. The Su family is a prominent family in the martial arts world. You can't contact her anymore. Do you understand?"

Song Huanhuan was taken aback, then nodded hurriedly: "I see."

After what Murong Ang said, Song Huanhuan felt ashamed. They were all busy dealing with this crisis, and he was the only one wandering around causing trouble.At first I thought Murong Ang would be angry and jealous, but I didn't expect him to be so magnanimous, but he treated the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

Is Murong Ang generous?

Of course, in some respects, Murong Ang is indeed a generous person.However, when things involved Song Huanhuan, he was never generous.

"You...you slow down... ah..." Song Huanhuan was pressed into the bathtub by Murong Ang, his whole body was flushed red, and his whole body was weak.

Murong Ang kissed him: "Okay, slow down..." As he said this, his body moved even faster.

Song Huanhuan shook his head weakly, the warm water flowed in following Murong Ang's movements, it was hot and swollen there, Song Huanhuan felt that he was about to melt.

After tossing in the tub for a long time, the two of them went to bed again.

Song Huanhuan was so dazed that she had no resistance at all.

Murong Ang licked the corner of his mouth, eating to his heart's content.

Song Huanhuan, who had fainted and then woke up, looked at the man with bright eyes who was still working on him, wanting to cry, but who said that this man was generous?This is a villain who loves to settle accounts after autumn, woo woo woo...

He said why Murong Ang didn't care about it, so he was waiting here?

"Not paying attention? You will be punished..." Murong Ang bit Song Huanhuan's mouth, and then attacked violently again.

Song Huanhuan groaned weakly until he lost his clarity again.

When Murong Ang finally let him go with all his might, Song Huanhuan had already released more breath and less breath.

Sensing Murong Ang's hand touching his body, Song Huanhuan screamed...but didn't cry out...

"Come again?" The voice was weak.

Murong Ang kissed his forehead: "Just wipe your body, relax..."

"Hmm..." Song Huanhuan let go of her already terribly sore body, and when she was in a daze, she suddenly remembered something: "You have been sending someone to protect me in secret?"

"Yes," Murong Ang nodded directly: "Didn't you always know?"

"Hmm... I just found out that you sent more than one person..." Tired and sleepy...

Murong Ang paused, and wanted to ask Song Huanhuan how he found out, but he saw that the man had already fallen asleep, yes, he must be tired after tossing around for so long.

Murong Ang remained expressionless. What happened without his knowledge?

The author has something to say: it looks like broth

Hush, be low-key, low-key~

All those who dive come out, otherwise there will be no meat to eat in the future~

Hum hum

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Song Huanhuan slept until the day before the martial arts conference, and Jin Huan and Su Zhaoyou rushed over while he was sleeping.

As soon as he opened his eyes, there was Jin Huan's playful look: "Why are you so fierce? You're bleeding from biting..." As Jin Huan said, he poked Song Huanhuan's neck with his hand.

Song Huanhuan gasped, this brat, why does it hurt so much?

Pushing Jin Huan out with a haughty face, Song Huanhuan recruited Qingzhu to help him dress and wash his face, rubbed his waist and went out to eat, starving to death.

A group of people gathered in the yard, Murong Ang and Su Zhaoyou sat and drank tea facing each other, Shisan and Huang Ying stood aside as door gods, and the little assassin and Jin Huan chatted together.

Song Huanhuan sighed: "What a happy family..."

Qingzhu: "..." Why do these words sound so strange?

Seeing Song Huanhuan coming, Huang Ying hurried into the room to get a cushion, and put it on the stool for Song Huanhuan to sit down.

Song Huanhuan sat down tremblingly facing everyone's weird eyes. No matter how thick-skinned he was, he couldn't stand the attack of a few people's eyes that were comparable to Ax's light!

It's all the fault of that bastard Murong Ang!

Song Huanhuan rubbed his stomach, pretending to be calm and said, "I'm hungry..."

In the next second, the table was full of food.

Song Huanhuan: "..." When did Scud come to the house?This speed is even faster than flying people.

Murong Ang smiled and said, "Eat."

Song Huanhuan made a bitter face, he really wanted to eat, but with so many people staring at him, he couldn't eat it even if he wanted to!

"I said, don't you look at me like that?"

Jin Huan blinked, and was about to speak when Su Zhaoyou who got up suddenly grabbed her and flew away.

With Murong Ang's eyes, the thirteen or fourteen people also left with interest, so there were only two of them left in the yard.

Song Huanhuan breathed a sigh of relief, and began to feast.

When the food was almost finished, Song Huanhuan wiped her mouth and said, "Well... This is the first time I'm so hungry..."

Murong Ang said: "You have slept for a day and a night, so you will be hungry."

"Ah?" Song Huanhuan's eyes widened: "I've slept for so long? It seems that I'm really tired..." As he spoke, he gave Murong Ang a blank look, the meaning was obvious - it's all your fault!

Murong Ang didn't care either.

At this moment, Thirteen, who had left not long ago, walked in with a solemn expression.

"What's the matter?"

"Qiufeng Mountain Villa just sent a greeting card, and now I'm waiting outside the door." Saying that, Shisan handed the greeting card to Murong Ang.

Song Huanhuan was surprised: "How do they know we're here?"

Murong Ang's face didn't change much, he just said: "You must have invited me to the martial arts conference."

Song Huanhuan was even more surprised: "Would you like to go to the martial arts conference?" The righteous martial arts conference invites cults to participate, it's a scam!

Murong Ang smiled and said, "Of course I'm invited." After saying that, he handed the greeting card to Song Huanhuan, "Just take a look, who is it talking about?"

Song Huanhuan had question marks in his head, and after reading the greeting post, there were more question marks: "Mr. Qingzhen? Where did this person come from?"

Murong Ang smiled but said nothing.

Song Huanhuan slowly opened his mouth wide: "When did you become Mr. Qingzhen?"

Thirteen really couldn't see Song Huanhuan's stupidity, so he explained: "We travel this way, of course we can't brazenly use the name of Tian Chongjiao, of course we have to use an alias."

"That is to say, this whole journey is done in the name of Qingzhen?"

Thirteen nodded: "Yes."

Song Huanhuan made a bitter face, so what was he worried about before?He just said, no matter how domineering Murong Ang is, he can't be too ostentatious, so there is such a thing...

"It's not right, the previous assassination and the matter of dealing with that Jin Mancang... Isn't it all related to Tian Chongjiao? How could it be unnoticed?" Song Huanhuan still couldn't figure it out.

Thirteen had rare patience: "Being involved in a relationship does not mean that you are a person who worships the religion of heaven."

Song Huanhuan pursed her lips, there were so many twists and turns~

Murong Ang said: "I never said that I am not the leader of Tianchong Sect, nor did I say that I am. Even if they suspect, they can't get evidence, so you don't need to worry."

"Who's worried about you..." Song Huanhuan, who was kept in the dark, muttered, "By the way, who is this Qingzhen? There really is such a person?" Also, why is this surname so familiar?

"Of course there is such a person," Shisan received Murong Ang's instructions and continued to explain: "Qing Zhen is just a son of an official family who has been wandering around in the world. He stayed after he went to Tianchong Mountain a few years ago."

What do you mean by "children of officials who have been in the rivers and lakes"?Why did you get involved with the officials again?

Wait a minute, Qingzhen's surname is Qing. If he remembers correctly, it's the country's surname, so this Qingzhen is actually the prince or prince or something?

"Qingzhen is the eldest son of Ningyuanhou today."

Song Huanhuan twitched at the corner of his mouth: "What about that Qingyu?"

Thirteen glanced at Murong Ang, whose face darkened instantly, and whispered: "He is the second son of Marquis Ningyuan."

Song Huanhuan: =mouth=

The world is so crazy!

Also, he is obviously wearing a martial arts novel, so will it turn into a court drama in the end?

Song Huanhuan suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Murong Ang with a darkened face asked Shisan to go out and dismiss the people from Qiufeng Villa casually, and slipped Song Huanhuan, who was still in shock, back to the room, closed the door and locked it.

Actually rushed to mention others in front of him?That really needs to be disciplined and disciplined.

After a while, Song Huanhuan's exclamation came from the room, and then it turned into a groan...

Thirteen, who had sent someone back, listened not far away, and walked away with his hands behind his back smiling.

Today's weather is really nice~

Under Song Huanhuan's resentful and expectant eyes, the martial arts conference was finally held.

Song Huanhuan's old injury hadn't healed yet and he had a new injury, his ass hurt so much that he couldn't sit still, so he couldn't watch the fun, but Murong Ang didn't go, which surprised him.

Murong Ang said indifferently: "A group of boys who have never been in the rivers and lakes are fighting, there is nothing to watch."

Song Huanhuan complained: "Don't talk like you are old..."

"I'll take you there to see it in two days, so you can take care of it first."

Song Huanhuan's face turned blue and white, who caused him to look like this? !

"By the way, didn't they say that the martial arts conference was held to deal with us? Why are they still fighting?"

Murong Ang laughed and said, "It's a common practice for all sects to let newcomers show off."

Song Huanhuan thinks about the novels she read before, it's really like this, so I can't escape the clichéd plot here...

But compared to these, what Song Huanhuan most wants to see is that as written in the novel, the leader of the cult makes a gorgeous appearance, smiles evilly, wins the hearts of countless chivalrous women, and then disrupts the entire martial arts conference in this way and that way, and finally exits in a gorgeous way , I went to stay and fly with my good friends...

"Hey..." Song Huanhuan smirked, she was so majestic~

Murong Ang frowned, what kind of mess is this person thinking about?

"There's one more thing I don't understand," Song Huanhuan asked suspiciously, "Why did Qiufeng Villa come to invite you over? Is this Qingzhen very good in martial arts?"

"It's not him, but his master," Murong Ang raised his lips slightly, "His master is a master of poison, and he is the only direct disciple."

"What about his master?"

"died."

"Aren't you afraid of being discovered by pretending to be Qingzhen?"

Murong Ang raised his eyebrows: "Qing Zhen has broken ties with the Qing family since Qing Zhen went out in the rivers and lakes, who can expose me?"

Song Huanhuan: "..." So Murong Ang's current identity is basically dead without proof?How crafty!

The author has something to say: I suddenly want to write abusive articles...

Wake me up quickly!

I read the previous article again today, and suddenly felt that what I wrote was a **

When can you not be naive?well……

Because the head is filled with straw, so I can’t write about conspiracies and tricks at all, you can smash eggs, but they can’t be stinky =v=

☆, update

Two days later, Song Huanhuan finally got his wish, and followed Murong Ang to go out. Su Zhaoyou, who was the representative of Tianshan School, and Jin Huan also went with him.

Jin Huan didn't want to go at first, he didn't care about the affairs in Jianghu, but Song Huanhuan looked at him with tears all afternoon, and he had to compromise in the end.

The arrival of Murong Ang and Su Zhaoyou was warmly welcomed by the heroes of the rivers and lakes, and they were directly assigned a good seat.

The two of them are great heroes, Song Huanhuan and Jin Huan are just the servants behind the heroes, which means that they will not be there in the martial arts conference!land!sit!

Originally Song Huanhuan was eager to watch the fun and didn't mind not having a place to sit, but after he stood abruptly for a morning and listened to what a hero with a gray beard said all morning, he had to mind.

My legs are numb, my waist is sore, and my butt, which was not fully healed, hurts even more...

Song Huanhuan said that he was very hard.

Watching the sun rise above his head, and the old man didn't mean to end, Song Huanhuan couldn't take it anymore, and dragged Jinhuan to sneak out when he thought others were not paying attention.

Just as he was running out of the gate of Qiufeng Mountain Villa, Song Huanhuan turned his head and saw a figure flashing past, who looked familiar...

Seeing Song Huanhuan stop, Jin Huan hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

Song Huanhuan shook her head: "It's okay."

Jin Huan didn't ask any more after hearing the words, just said: "Where are we going now?"

Song Huanhuan rubbed his legs: "Legs are straight, just find a place to sit down and rest, they should talk for a long time." The hero standing on the stage spouting reminded him of his college counselor , sitting still can talk all day during the conference ==

Finding a fairly clean tree, Song Huanhuan sat down on his buttocks. Jinhuan was still a little embarrassed, but in the end she couldn't bear the discomfort, so she had to sit next to Song Huanhuan.

Song Huanhuan untied the small burden she was carrying, took out a greased paper bag from it, opened it, and found that it was full of pastries and snacks, and there was even a chicken.

Jinhuan's black line: "Why are you still carrying these?"

Song Huanhuan took the jerky and threw it into his mouth, saying: "I guessed that this would be the case, so I specially prepared it last night. It's for two people, eat it quickly."

"But this is too indecent..." Jin Huan frowned.

Song Huanhuan rolled her eyes: "You are sitting on the ground and still care about this?"

Jin Huan choked for a moment, and finally let go, and fought with Song Huanhuan.

"Hey, hey, this is my jerky, it's all mine..."

Jin Huan stuffed everything into his mouth in one gulp, and raised his eyebrows proudly at Song Huanhuan.

Song Huan rolled his eyes at him.

Because it is already the third day of the martial arts conference, many small sects who are not strong have been driven away by Qiufeng Villa, and the rest are self-proclaimed big sects. Those who came from the sect of the great sect naturally looked down on Song Huanhuan and their country-like appearance.

So, there was such a situation: a group of men hugged a girl and walked over, snorting, leaving N disdainful looks; In the past, I didn't even bother to give them a look...

Jin Huan blushed with anger, and Song Huanhuan said lazily: "Don't pay attention to them, they are just a bunch of stinky kids who don't know the sufferings of the world and claim to be heroes."

Jin Huan said: "If they say that, you