The city is full of spring for you

The most painful thing in the world is not that I stand in front of you, but you don't know that I love you, but that you know that I love you, but you think I'm plotting against you.

The most painful thing in the world is not that you know that I love you but think I am plotting against you, but that you clearly know that I love you but think that I am plotting against you, and you don't give me a chance to explain!

Murong Chun leaned on the bed and looked at the roof.

Unconsciously, this sentence popped up in my heart.

It's so frustrating, okay?So it was unnecessarily there!

"Pavilion Master, Abbot Zhikong and others are asking to see you." Qing Ming, the guardian of the North, came to report with a smile.

Murong Chun looked at Qingming, and suddenly asked: "Are you happy?"

"Ah..." Qing Ming was slightly surprised, "Pavilion Master..."

"My daughter-in-law ran away and said she was going to find a sword to kill me. Are you happy about that?"

Qing Ming hurriedly lowered her head and cupped her hands: "This subordinate dare not."

So, Abbot Zhikong and others outside the door watched Qingming enter the room to report, and turned back after a while, but they were a little ashamed.After clearing his throat, he resumed his signature smile.

Zhikong tidied up his cassock and was about to go in.

Unexpectedly, Qingming smiled and stretched out her arms: "Abbot, please come back, our pavilion master has no guests today."

"Why?"

"Because the pavilion master is not happy."

The pavilion master's mood is greater than the sky!

For several days in a row, Fengyun Pavilion used the reason that the owner of the pavilion was unhappy to block the heads of the Jianghu sects who were seeking to see him.

On the fourth day, all the sect masters finally couldn't hold back any longer, and a certain individual spoke outrightly: "It was Pavilion Master Murong who said that he would thoroughly investigate the theft of the martial arts conference invitation for us. There has been no movement for three days, why is that?"

"Your Excellency, you mean that our pavilion master is a greedy person?" Qing Ming smiled slightly, but there was a trace of sharpness in his eyes.

Isn't it?Everyone complained in their hearts.

However, Liu Guang took a step forward with his sword in his arms, standing behind Qingming, with a faint killing intent overflowing.

Fengyun Pavilion is a holy land of martial arts, even a random disciple in the sect can be regarded as a master in the world.But for a character like the Four Protectors, in the arena, his martial arts are definitely above that of the general sect masters.

Therefore, when Liu Guang put on a stance of fighting, the arrogance of the crowd faded unconsciously.

Well, maybe, Pavilion Master Fengyun is really not a greedy person.

"Hmph! Your Fengyun Pavilion is bullying others, disregarding human life, and now you are still cheating and abducting! Do you think that you are great because of your high martial arts?" The leader of the Beggar Sect came out more and more, and said angrily, "Others are afraid, but I, Zong Qitao, am not afraid of you!"

It turned out that after the martial arts blind date meeting, most of the young men and women went to the rivers and lakes hand in hand, but the beggar gang returned home early to report the funeral because the young gang leader died.Zong Qitao first collected the corpse, and then set up the dojo for the funeral. It was delayed for a few days, so he didn't arrive until today.

When he came to see this situation, he naturally wanted to take the opportunity to turn his face and take revenge.

"The Gang of Beggars is a big gang in the rivers and lakes, and the leader of the gang should respect himself." Qing Ming's smile remained unchanged, and the corners of his eyes lightly curled up, "Please be careful with your words."

"Ha, in the eyes of Fengyun Pavilion, do you still care about a small gang of beggars? When you killed my son, you didn't care about my gang of beggars!"

The onlookers gasped.Did Fengyun Pavilion directly kill the son of the leader of the Beggar Gang?Don't give me any face?

Qing Ming was not in a hurry at all, and still asked calmly, "I wonder who in my pavilion beat the son to death?"

"It's your pavilion master, Murong Chun!"

Qing Ming's face was obviously relieved.Her house mainly has the ability to kill people, that's why the sun comes out from the west!

"What evidence do you have to say that my pavilion master killed someone? If there is no evidence, and you frame up my pavilion master, you deserve to die."

When Murong Chun first entered the Jianghu, Qing Ming wanted to stand up for her, so at this moment, she slightly opened the folding fan in her hand, and she already had the faint gesture of making a move.

"If there is evidence, what should I do?"

"If there is evidence, it is my pavilion master who will act for the heavens, and your son will deserve to die." Qing Ming said proudly without batting an eyelid.

"Ha! Good! What an arrogant little girl! Today I will also do justice for the heavens, and see who deserves to die!" Zong Qitao came out to seek justice today, with the heart of a dead man.At this time, he also wanted to show his prestige, thinking that with his decades of fame, he would not lose to a little yellow-haired girl in Fengyun Pavilion.

They are all intentional, and once they make a move, it is a big move.

Zong Qitao flipped his hand, and he held a green jade stick in his hand.

Everyone in the arena exclaimed in unison: "Dog-beating stick!"

You must know that the dog-beating stick is a profound kung fu passed down only to the leader of the beggar gang, and it is regarded as the treasure of the gang, and it will not be used easily under normal circumstances.Now Zong Qitao, as an elder, used the dog-beating-stick technique whenever he made a move, so it could be seen that he wanted to take the girl's life directly.

It's just that the girls in Fengyun Pavilion are different from ordinary girls.

Those who witnessed the Four Guardians of Fengyun Pavilion receiving Dongfang Yu's sure-kill move that day were all sweating.The martial arts of the four girls that day were obviously beyond everyone's expectations, and Zong Qitao, as the leader of the beggar gang, had real kung fu in his hands.

I saw that the smile on Qingming's face remained the same, but she was more focused.The folding fan is opened, and with a hook of the finger, it spins like a disk.

She smiled lightly, tapped her toes, and went up to meet her.

The field was immediately filled with green stick shadows of dog-beating sticks and flying traces of fans...

In the end, a green shadow pierced through the air and hit Qingming directly.

Qingming didn't even blink her eyelids, didn't change her moves, and continued to push the folding fan towards Zong Qitao's neck.

With a sound of "ding", a black chess piece flew from nowhere, and just missed the dog-beating stick!

But Qingming's folding fan was already in front of his neck, Zong Qitao was startled and hurriedly dodged, but it was half a beat too late. Although the folding fan didn't cut his blood, he was also cut on the edge of his neck.

He clutched the edge of his neck and backed away.

Qing Ming also retreated with a smile.

The pawn fell back into the hands of a woman.The woman was dressed in black gauze, she was the guardian Xi.

"You are too courageous, you didn't avoid it!" Zhuiying took back the chess piece and turned to Qingming, "If you die, don't blame anyone!"

Qing Ming just smiled reassuringly: "With you here, I am very relieved."

Chasing Shadow was at a loss for words, but there was a hint of complacency on his face.That's true, with his shadow-chasing lightness skill and his pawn hidden weapon, Qing Ming would not die here.

"Despicable!" Zong Qitao shouted angrily, interrupting the two, "It was obviously a one-on-one, but another one came out to attack!"

"The leader's words are wrong." Qingming smiled, "I have never agreed to a one-on-one with the leader. Besides, with the status and age of the leader, it is not suitable for a one-on-one with me, a yellow-haired girl, right? Besides, my My sister didn't sneak attack either, she just saved me, but she didn't attack you, how can there be a sneak attack?"

"..." Zong Qitao was at a loss for words.

The other three envoys looked at him sympathetically.Under the training of the pavilion master, the sophistry skills of the entire Fengyun Pavilion's senior management can definitely sweep the entire martial arts world, ahem.

You can't beat it, you can't talk it.

In this arena that pays attention to strength, what else can Zong Qitao do?

Therefore, he snorted again, and had to leave a scene: "The green mountains will not change, and the green waters will flow forever. Murong Chun must pay back the debt for killing my son! Your Fengyun Pavilion is waiting to catch up with my gang of beggars." Order!"

"Fengyun Pavilion took over." Qing Ming nodded.

"Humph!"

Zong Qitao walked away in a huff.

Seeing that the leader of the beggar gang was easily dismissed by such two young women, everyone dared to say nothing, and they all left in despair.

The four guardians sent everyone away, then respectfully pushed open the door of the pavilion master, then gently closed the door tightly, and then——

Angrily, he pressed Murong Chun evilly to the top!

"What are you going to do?" Murong Chun blinked, "Rape me? Well, four people... gang rape?"

Four make four faces black lines.

"Although you are all beautiful, I am also falling out of love, and I happen to like women. However, I will not submit to you." Murong Chun was extremely serious, "Because I only have Yu'er in my heart."

Four heads fell on Murong Chun.

"Hey, hey, it's on my chest." Murong Chun pushed four heads away.

"Do you have breasts?" Zhuiying couldn't help asking.

"Yes." Murong Chun stood up.

"Why can't you see it?"

"Look carefully! Here, do you see it?" Continue to stand up.

"Still not obvious."

"...that's enough!" Qingming interrupted Murongchun and Zhuiying's boring conversation, and consciously brought the topic back, "That's not what we're talking about now!"

"Well, what we're talking about now is rape." Murong Chun nodded.

"..." Qing Ming could feel a mouthful of old blood rushing to her throat.

"Pavilion Master, what's going on here?" Qingming decided not to give the other party any chance to change the subject, and asked directly, "Did you really kill Zong Qitao's son?"

"I do not have."

Sishi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yu'er killed it."

"..."

"I just took Yu'er's place to accept their beggar gang's order to kill them."

Four old blood sprayed Murong Chun's face~~~~(>_<)~~~~

"Then what's the matter with taking the money from the head?" Qingming struggled to continue to fulfill the mission and asked.

"They asked me to retrieve the stolen martial arts conference invitation, and I received a reward."

"..."

"It's okay, the money is easy to earn." Murong Chun comforted his subordinates, "Actually, it's very easy to get those gold medals back, because I asked Yu'er to steal them."

"..." They knew.They just know!

The four of them were originally sent by the big steward to search for Murong Chun in four directions: east, west, north, south, and they ran for a long distance without success.But suddenly I heard an anecdote: All the invitations to participate in the martial arts conference this year were stolen, so that no one had an invitation to participate in the martial arts conference!

Hearing the news at that time, the four of them immediately saw the smiling face of their pavilion master who was not worthy of beating, and suddenly they all felt bad.So, they rushed to Shaolin Temple like vicious dogs rushing for food!Only then did the scene of saving Murong Chun happen just in time.

Although after hearing the news, they guessed that the one who could do such an outrageous thing must be the owner of his own pavilion, but they still had a shred of hope.Today, that glimmer of hope is completely dead.

"So, are you planning to use Dongfang Yu as the murderer and hand it over to the heads of various factions in exchange for a reward?" Qing Ming asked in a gloomy voice.

The other three suddenly realized.No wonder Dongfang Yu wanted to kill her.

"What are you talking about!" Murong Chun flicked away all the heads that were squeezed around his neck, and jumped violently, "Am I the kind of villain who is greedy for money?"

yes.The eyes of the four people were filled with affirmative answers.

Murong Chun supported his forehead.Well, to put it another way: "... Am I the kind of person who is willing to sell his wife?"

?There was uncertainty in the eyes of the four.

To say that greed for money is real.But when he was greedy for money to the point of selling his daughter-in-law, he was not like Murong Chun.

Murong Chun blinked his small eyes, showing his innocence.

"We misunderstood the pavilion master. We should have known that the pavilion master is more lustful than money-grubbing."

"Ah?"

"So, the pavilion master just intends to cheat a sum of money and run away?"

"...Hey! Do you have some confidence in my character?"

The eyes of the four were full of suspicion.As for the character of the pavilion master, it really takes a lot of courage to believe it.

Murong Chun blinked his innocent starry eyes.

All right.All four of them felt that they were villains.

"Then may I ask Pavilion Master, are you planning to..." Qingming asked tentatively.

Is the pavilion master really planning to surrender himself?

"Actually, I will help them get back the gold medal." Murong Chun clenched his fist seriously.

"What about after you find it? How do you explain it?"

"No need to explain."

"You don't need to explain? Didn't you take money from others and want to investigate this matter thoroughly?"

"Oh, that's their understanding. From the very beginning, I only promised to help them get back the gold medal." Murong Chun smiled, "It's just a beautiful misunderstanding."

"..."

"It's easy to make money, right? Just take them to the pawn shop and redeem those gold medals." Murong Chun was triumphant.Anyway, when she and Yu'er went to pawn, it was easy, and the boss didn't know each other.

Eight black lines pulled down the faces of the four people.

Well, I shouldn't have had confidence in the character of the pavilion master.