The young man laughed loudly: "What kind of hero am I? It's just that I have a friend in the car. Can I come in together?" The shopkeeper nodded respectfully when he saw the young man and said: "Please come quickly! Please come quickly!" There is no need to invite shopkeeper Wu!

Aren't I here? A soft voice came in, and a girl in white came in wearing a white and blue green smoked sweater, a pleated skirt of water mist and green grass, and a slender smoke veil hanging on her arms.

The waist is tied with a white jade brocade belt, which makes the skin that can be broken even whiter with a bit of delicacy. The face is not decorated with any powder, but it is beautiful and fresh. Shopkeeper Wu smiled and said: "It turns out that she is the daughter of the Bai family in Huainan.

Miss Yingxue has arrived. As expected, her skin is as white as jade, and her face is as beautiful as the snow. She is just as her name suggests. Please come in. You two will have a nice and elegant room."

The person who came in with him also said that he was from Kunlun and that he was from Moxian Valley, and this girl had the appearance of an immortal. She descended from heaven to earth and emerged from the earth like an immortal. The person who came with him was Wu Changkong.

Just as she was going upstairs, the waiter happened to be talking to a young man in mink fur, but the only voice he heard was the waiter's voice. From a distance, Jing Zhongyue recognized that this man was the stern young man who injured her in Purple Mountain.

The shopkeeper knew at a glance that this man was a senior disciple of the leader of the Changbai Sect. He stepped forward and saluted respectfully: "Young hero is a senior disciple of the leader of Changbai Lenghan."

The indifferent young man nodded and shook his head: "My surname is Leng, and my name is Mo Feng." When the shopkeeper heard this, he was even more shocked and said hurriedly: "I'm so ignorant, Mr. Leng, the headmaster, is so far away! There is a superior private room on the second floor.

Human.”

Arriving at the room, Wu Changkong saw this scene, as well as some martial arts that he had never heard of before. He thought that this martial arts conference would be grand and that all the masters could gather here.

Jing Zhongyue looked at the boss's slavish expression and took two steps forward and said: "Boss, the private room you told us just now is already the best. Why is there still a superior one? I want to be superior. You should also know that Huainan Bai

If you are a famous family, you should live in a private room, but you can't live in a high-class room with a fur coat made of wood."

Oops! Young hero, you'd better shut up! You can't afford to offend him because he is the only son of an old man from the Changbai sect, Leng Leng. You are saying that his father is one of the top three masters in the world, so he should enjoy such treatment, but the Bai family is just compiling a martial arts genealogy.

How can such a person be compared with the three great master families in the world? You'd better get out of the way!

Jing Zhongyue was dumbfounded. He didn't expect that since this wooden man was the young leader of the Lenghan Changbai Sect, he seemed to have a good background, so he should hide! He didn't notice that he went upstairs first.

Jing Zhongyue quickly walked up to the upstairs door without pushing it in. Why was she so flustered? Did something happen?

Jing Zhongyue took a sip of water, "There's a guy who just came, the son of Changbai sect Leng Han. He could tell that the shopkeeper was treating him with respect and led him to a classy room. It didn't matter but he said something that offended you. I don't know whether I should say it or not."

Speaking of her unkind words towards Bai Yingxue, it was hard for Jing Zhongyue to open her mouth. She could tell that Shopkeeper Wu was a businessman who only spoke to the rich or powerful, and wanted to find a big tree to enjoy the shade."

What did he say? Bai Yingxue still spoke softly, without a trace of excitement or anger.

He said that your Bai family was just a compilation of martial arts records and was nothing compared to the three great martial arts masters at that time. He also said that Bai Yi was just a scholar. Your Bai family only gained some prestige and status through martial arts records. Otherwise, you would be like ordinary people with flat heads.

There is no difference between commoners.

Bai Yingxue, on the other hand, was not angry and said with a smile: "Why are you disappointed? Did you originally think that I, Bai Yingxue, was the daughter of a rich family, a noble family, or a master of the world, right?"

No, no, no! Jing Zhongyue waved her hands repeatedly, "I have never thought about being from a family of officials or relatives of the emperor. All I want in my life is to find the one person I want to be with, and we will never be apart until we grow old. This way, my life will be happy."

Bai Yingxue's cheeks turned red, so she didn't say anything.

The waiter who delivered the food came and went in a hurry, and the two of them were speechless at the dinner table. When Jing Zhongyue couldn't bear to put down the bowl and chopsticks, she said: "Why are you still angry? Is it just because of those few words? Big

But you don’t need to take what others say seriously. In my eyes, you are a glorious and honorable daughter. Even if you are a child of any aristocratic family, you do not rely on the merits of your father’s generation. Isn’t it extremely admirable to have the ability to be admired by others?

?”

Bai Yingxue also stopped picking up the food and gently put the chopsticks on the table and nodded as an answer. She only left a sentence: "I'm sleepy and I'll go back to my room to rest." Jing Zhongyue was left alone to sit alone in the lifeless darkness.

Jing Zhongyue smiled bitterly in her heart. Could it be that what she said just now was wrong again, and she slapped herself in the face. How did Jing Zhongyue know that the status and dignity of a family are more important than life? How could Jing Zhongyue say something about someone when the family was humiliated?

Bai Yingxue also knew in her heart that what the shopkeeper said was true. If the Bai family hadn't made a living by compiling books, they wouldn't be in the position they are today, and they wouldn't be of any benefit to ordinary people. So she could only forget about it if she didn't say it in front of Jing Zhongyue.

It was as if nothing had happened, but Jing Zhongyue didn't know that what she wanted to say in her heart made her heartbroken, so she excused herself to take a break and went back to her room alone to cry and feel heartbroken.

Jing Zhongyue felt somewhat remorseful for walking to Bai Yingxue's house and then stopped and walked back. It was inconvenient to bother her so late at night, so she returned to the room.

A gust of wind blew by, causing the hair on both sides of his forehead to flutter up and mess up, but he did not reach out to take care of it. After living in the darkness for several years, he had become accustomed to the company of the wild wind. He stared at the long road ahead.

, he was stunned for a long time, a kind of confusion and loneliness accompanied him.

At midnight, Wu Changkong saw Yu Xizi's figure flashing past in the inn. He followed closely and called him: "Now that you have such leisure time to go out and come back so late, I remember that you often met him when you were young.

I said, I’m very tired, but I don’t want to run these roads all day!”

Yu Xi replied without replying: "I went to see the flower party today."

Oh! Really? Do you still remember what you said to me about the Kunlun Goddess at the foot of Mount Hua? Wu Changkong asked deliberately.

Yu Xizi did not speak for a long time, and only said: "I'm a little tired, I'm going to rest first."

Wu Changkong was not in a hurry to expose him, "Now that you are tired, rest! The martial arts conference hasn't started yet! You don't have to worry. I'm going to find people from Tianquan Villa tomorrow, but you have to come with me. I remember you still want to

I’m going to learn art!”

How about I come find you tomorrow? His voice was trembling.

Okay! I’ll talk about it tomorrow.

I don't know how long it took for a young man to arrive. He was wearing a half-new t-shirt, an ox-hair hairpin on his head, and a pair of round-soled black boots. He didn't look at the handsome young man who smiled at him. In his life,

He had never had such an expression as a smile, and there was only cold-bloodedness in his expression. He did not say anything when he smiled just now, and the young man said to him again: "The plan for the year lies in spring! I don't know that brother is worrying about drinking here.

Don’t you plan to make a living?”

He slowly raised his head and glanced at the young man, only to see that his lips were red and his teeth were white, his face was fair, his eyes were raised high, but he had an elegant aura, and a pair of smiling eyes were looking at him at this moment.

The two of them looked at each other, and the man lowered his head and replied: "What you said makes some sense, but what you said is insinuation. I advise you not to interfere with my business, and you can't!"

The young man raised his eyebrows and smiled, "What do you mean by that?"

The man glared and said, "If you think your life is too long, you can control it, but if you don't manage it well, I will kill you."

The young man was a little surprised. He stood up and was about to leave, but was caught by him. His expression was a little timid at the moment but he did not dare to say anything and did not answer his words.

At this time, the man then said, "Who are you and come to ask me what I do for a living!"

The young man replied: "I come from a village not far from Nanjing. Both my parents died when I was young. I am the only one. My name is Jing Zhongyue!"

Upon hearing this, the man immediately let go and asked him to turn around. The young man was a little scared and did not dare to look back. The man suddenly smiled. This was the first time he had laughed in his life. He did not know that smiling would make people laugh without mercy. Qiu, now he understands. The young man turned around, looked at him and said: "I called that person the code name of my organization. In fact, I don't even know my name. Do you think it's ridiculous? As he said that, he grabbed half of the He poured the wine into his mouth with his head held high, laughed wildly a few more times, and then extended his thumb to point at Jing Zhongyue and said, "If you can learn from me, you will become a master."

Jing Zhongyue thought to herself: "It seems that this person has good martial arts. If you hang out with him, it will be good. At least you won't be bullied, and you can learn how to pull the martial arts. It would be good to think about it."

At this time, the man was still waiting for his reply. At this time, the shopkeeper looked at this man and thought that this man must be a madman.

Jing Zhongyue also wanted to grab the wine flask and just as he was about to drink from it, the man snatched it away and said, "First answer the question before you can drink."

Upon hearing this, Jing Zhongyue said in her heart: "You have to let me eat before I can answer you. I was so thirsty just now when I was talking to you, so you have to let me drink a few sips first!" He said to him He made a face again."

When the man heard this, he stood up, looked at him and pointed at him.

The young man looked at him and said, "I think you are drunk! I'd better take you home first!"

When the man heard this, he looked at him in shock and said, "Go home, go home, where do I have a home?"

In the frivolous spring breeze, Jing Zhongyue looked at him and then at the setting sun. She thought it would be better to go see it with this madman first!

The night is gradually getting darker—!

The earth was cold and silent, and they were seen walking on the street. There were no other passers-by, and loneliness accompanied them.

The earth was cold and silent, and they were seen walking on the street. There were no other passers-by, and loneliness accompanied them.

On this quiet road, there was suddenly a sound of horse hoofbeats, and a series of sounds came from the ground. At this time, the man's left ear moved slightly and he blurted out. There were two horses that were both good horses from outside the country. It could be concluded that the driver of the horse was It was several officials. The sound of horse hooves was getting closer and closer. The man on the horse whipped his whip and was about to hit Jing Zhongyue when he was caught by the man. The man on the horse tried to pull, but was pulled off the horse and fell to death. As soon as the man behind him saw it, he immediately drew out his sword and was about to chop at the man. The shadow of the sword flashed and one man fell into the dust.

Jing Zhongyue looked at it and said, "It's really not bad! Uncle, please teach me." Jing Zhongyue said in a flattering tone. The man looked at him and said nothing. He continued to move forward.

Jing Zhongyue followed him to a forest. The man looked at Jing Zhongyue and asked seriously: "Are you afraid of the dark?" Jing Zhongyue looked at him and said nothing. He thought in his heart that the darkness was not the problem. It would be nice to have a few beautiful women to keep him company! But he was thinking so, but he didn't dare to say it out for fear that the pervert would beat him or scold him! He had no choice but to follow him. The man said: "We will live together in the future Here. Every morning when the rooster crows, you have to get up and practice Qigong. Do you understand?

Jing Zhongyue asked in her mind: "If a person with a good foundation can practice Kung Fu for several years or decades, can he succeed?"

The man replied: "It depends on the individual's understanding. If someone is fast, it will be very fast, and if someone is slow, it will be hard to tell."

Jing Zhongyue: "Then what kind of person do I belong to?"

"We'll know tomorrow."

The memories became more and more confusing like torn pages. Jing Zhongyue thought more and more. Looking down the long street, there was a young man practicing swordsmanship. Jing Zhongyue watched with great interest. From the swordsmanship point of view, he was different from his uncle.
Chapter completed!