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    date="2020-11-27"

    title="Hierarch arrives (6)"

    weight="108178"

    series = ["Black Belly Wife"]

    mode = "manual"

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    The old man nodded in agreement, and said: "What you said makes sense. If you really serve the same husband with Murong Yunshu, you may be killed on the street during the marriage."

    "Grandpa!" The little granddaughter turned her head and twisted.

    Seeing the reaction of his granddaughter, the old man Shenji couldn't help sighing in his heart. In fact, he had already seen through this girl's mind. Otherwise, it would not help Chu Changge out of trouble again and again. Only, Luohua deliberately flows ruthlessly. If it's someone else, maybe you can give birth to feelings after a long time. But in Chu Changge's heart, there was absolutely no room for the second woman.

    Sighing again, the old man of Shenji asked: "Xiaoqing, if grandpa has a way to let you stay with Chu Changge, would you like it?"

    The little granddaughter blushed and said: "Grandpa, stop joking. He and Murong Yunshu's love is so pitiful, even if I... even if I like him, I must not destroy their relationship. Without Murong Yunshu, he is not Chu Chang Song." At least, it's not the Chu Changge that she likes with the most passionate and indomitable spirit. What she admired most was the kind of demonic nature in him that would destroy the world for the beloved.

    "I didn't let you get involved in their feelings. I let him take care of you for the rest of my life."

    "If I were not his wife, how could he be willing to take care of me forever?"

    "Let a man willingly take care of a woman for a lifetime, besides love, there are responsibilities. You still don't understand these. You only need to answer Grandpa, are you willing to be taken care of by him?"

    The little granddaughter seemed to understand and nodded slowly for a moment.

    Seeing this, the old man from the magic machine laughed and said, "Okay. Go, take Grandpa to see him now."

    "Grandpa, you laughed so strangely." The little granddaughter frowned.

    The old man of Shenji laughed a few more times, and said, "If you don't take me there, Chu Changge may be the living dead for a lifetime."

    The little granddaughter was shocked when she heard this, and quickly led the way, and asked as she walked, "Grandpa, can you really save him?"

    "Of course. If you can't save, why should I let you steal him from the inn?"

    "What a steal. You clearly walked out in an upright manner. Grandpa, your words are terrible."

    "Haha. The truth is generally hard to hear."

    The next day.

    The martial arts conference.

    Unlike the last time participated in the martial arts conference, this time, Murong Yunshu's identity is no longer Chu Changge's family member, but a notary public specially invited by the martial arts conference...even though the invitation letter was received last night. There are also four upper seats on the ring, with Sect Leader Mo at the far right, Li Wunai at the second, Murong Yunshu at the center, and the empty seat at the far left belongs to the old man of Shenji. The big sects under the stage are separated on three sides, closely surrounding the ring.

    The scorching sun is sky, but fortunately, each school has its own small thatched shed to prevent it from being exposed to the sun. But the rare high temperature still made the people in the arena sweat like rain. Until noon, many people could not help but start to fan with their sleeves, and the atmosphere on the scene seemed very impetuous. The martial arts conference has not been opened because the old man of Shenji has not arrived.

    There are rules in martial arts. If the notaries are not available, the conference will be postponed for a while; if the notaries are not available, the conference will be postponed for one day. If it does not arrive for more than three days, the notary will be re-elected. Then the martial arts conference will be held.

    Looking down at the restless crowd in the audience, and then looking at the vacant seats beside him, Murong Yunshu suddenly had a bad premonition. Could it be that something happened to the old man Shenji?

    Thinking of this possibility, Murong Yunshu's heart suddenly felt like a big rock, and he couldn't breathe. Looking around, he glanced across the crowd, and suddenly, two touches of fiery red came into view. Between the fiery reds, there was a man with a golden crown in white. The moment his eyes met, Murong Yunshu seemed to see him smiling at her unkindly. Suddenly, the bad premonition in my heart grew stronger.

    Seeing the strangeness of Murong Yunshu, Li Wunai asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

    "I saw an acquaintance." Murong Yunshu said.

    Li Wunai followed her gaze. After seeing the person's face, he frowned and said, "It's him again."

    Murong Yunshu: "Do you still remember him?"

    "Huo Zhantang. We were besieged at the inn yesterday, it was he who made it bad." Li Wunai said.

    "How is this person's martial arts?"

    "Unfathomable."

    Upon hearing this, Murong Yunshu's heart sank again. This martial arts conference feels more and more like a banquet.

    After another stick of incense, the old man Shenji finally arrived late, with a look of fatigue. It seemed a little strenuous when stepped onto the ring. The strangest thing is that the little granddaughter, who has always depended on him for life, did not follow him. However, because the martial arts conference was delayed for a long time due to the late arrival of the old man of Shenji, the major factions were already impatient with waiting, so as soon as he appeared, the beating drums reverberated across the sky, seeming to welcome his arrival, and almost no one paid attention. His changes.

    However, Murong Yunshu noticed. "Something is wrong." She whispered to Li Wunai.

    Li Wunai slowly nodded, he also saw the weirdness of the old man, but he didn't know what was wrong.

    After the old man of Shenji sat down, Sect Leader Mo announced the official start of the martial arts conference. Each team played one by one, and the host on the home court changed one after another. In the end, Kun Lun sent a leader to defeat the heroes, and no one took the stage to challenge after a long time.

    "It seems that the position of the leader of the martial arts is the head of the Kun Lun faction." Sect Leader Mo said with satisfaction.

    For the other three notaries, Li Wunai did not answer, and Murong Yunshu remained silent. Only the old man with a beard stroked his beard and smiled, and said, "Old man Mo, you are still a person who wants to become an immortal in the future. Up."

    Sect Leader Mo also laughed and said, "In your opinion, who should be the leader of the martial arts?"

    "Of course it should be..." In the middle of speaking, the old man Shenji suddenly changed his tone, "Of course it belongs to the final winner."

    Sect Leader Mo: "Now he is the only one left in the ring, and there has been no challenger. After the three rounds of gongs and drums, he is the leader of the martial arts."

    The old man of the magic machine: "You also said that after three rounds of gongs and drums. During this time of beating gongs and drums, someone may come to the stage to challenge."

    "Brother Shenji makes sense." Sect Leader Mo chuckled and gave him a strange look.

    This eye happened to be noticed by Murong Yunshu and Li Wunai who were sitting in the middle, watching and listening. The two exchanged glances, and the old man with the magic machine really had a problem.

    After the gongs and drums were beaten twice, when they were about to beat the third time, suddenly, a white shadow flew into the ring and landed on the opposite side of the Kun Lun head gate. The folding fan was unfolded, saying: "In Xia Huo Zhantang, I would like to see the Kun Lun sword technique."

    "Huo Zhantang? Unheard of. Where do you come from?" Kun Lun head asked.

    Huo Zhantang smiled elegantly and said, "No school or school."

    The head of Kun Lun laughed arrogantly when he heard the words, "No school, no school, it turned out to be a fledgling young man. Young people, this is the martial arts competition arena of the martial arts conference, just watch the excitement and stay below. Just jump up and you will come out. Of human life."

    Huo Zhantang slapped away the folding fan, his face changed abruptly, and said, "I'm here to kill people."

    The head of Kun Lun was taken aback. This person seemed to sway a fan inadvertently, but he actually had a deep internal strength. According to his judgment, this person's internal strength was definitely not under him. "Dare to ask you who came from?" he asked.

    Huo Zhantang asked in return: "When is there a rule that must be reported to the 18th generation of the ancestors to participate in the martial arts conference?"

    When he touched the soft nail, the head of Kun Lun's face sank slightly, and said, "Since you refuse to say, let me try it. You will know who the teacher comes out of." .

    Huo Zhantang smiled softly and responded with a folding fan with one hand, relaxed and relaxed. Without ten moves, the head of Kun Lun was defeated, and only the sound of folding fans was heard throughout the process. When the head of Kun Lun was slapped by Huo Zhantang's throat, he was not hurt. The disparity in strength is evident.

    This duel was not long or fierce, but everyone was thrilled to see, and they wondered in their hearts who this hidden Huo Zhantang was.

    Huo Zhantang ignored the inquiring gaze from the audience, retracted the folding fan gracefully, and said, "Accept."

    The head of Kun Lun didn't seem to accept that he was defeated by an unknown pawn. He stared at him in a daze for a long while, suddenly his eyes were red as if he was awake in a dream, and he stabbed Huo Zhantang with a knife.

    Everyone gasped, and they all squeezed a cold sweat for Huo Zhantang in their hearts, but saw his figure move, and effortlessly avoided the attack of Kun Lun's head, the folding fan in his hand lightly moved, and then Kun Lun's head His big knife pierced his chest. Suddenly the blood flow continued, the whites of his eyes turned upside down, the pale face was shocked, and he collapsed.

    The audience fell into a dead silence. Everyone looked at this scene in shock, unable to speak for a long time. This also includes Murong Yunshu and Li Wunai. Murong Yunshu was shocked that Huo Zhantang dared to kill the head of Kun Lun openly, while Li was helplessly shocked that Huo Zhantang's martial arts was so high.

    I don't know how long it took, I saw Huo Zhantang slapped the folding fan and said: "The martial arts competition arena in the martial arts conference, I really can't jump up casually. Nobody, it is better to watch the excitement below. It will kill people."

    Huo Zhantang's words completely angered the Kun Lun School. "I want to avenge the master!" A Kun Lun disciple rushed to the ring, but was held back by several other Kun Lun disciples, saying, ‘It’s not too late for a gentleman to revenge for ten years’.

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