Dafa Teahouse, a teahouse with a rather tacky name.
The teahouse had already been cleared, and a group of White Lotus Sect guards in black were standing blatantly at the teahouse door, preventing anyone from entering.
Everyone in the teahouse, from the shopkeeper to the waiters, were as silent as a cicada, terrified, and no one dared to complain.
Song Xuan came from a distance with a long sword hanging on his waist. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but be slightly startled.
Sure enough, troubled times are coming, and even forces like the White Lotus Sect, which used to be able to hide in the dark, can now openly come into the light.
Song Xuan glanced around casually, not feeling any danger, and immediately entered the teahouse and entered the private room on the second floor.
In the private room, Liu Qinglian had changed into a moon-white dress at some point, and sat elegantly beside the coffee table. Her beautiful eyes were like autumn water, watching Song Xuan's approaching figure quietly.
There was even a hint of blush on the cheeks.
Song Xuan was not surprised by this.
Being good-looking is an advantage in itself, making it easier for people to like you.
And if this person were a young hero with strong martial arts, he could easily become the target of a young girl's love.
Song Xuan has become accustomed to it after traveling around the world for two years.
When Song Xuan sat down, Liu Qinglian picked up the teapot and filled him with tea. She smiled and said: "It is summer now. Drinking tea has the effect of reducing heat and removing dampness. Brother Song Xuan, let's try the taste of the tea in this teahouse."
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Song Xuan didn't move, just sat on the chair and looked at her quietly.
Liu Qinglian picked up the tea in front of her, took a sip, and chuckled, "It seems that Brother Song Xuan is afraid that I will poison the tea!"
"I'm used to it! I never drink from strangers, but it makes the girl laugh!"
"Oh? After all, we are old friends who have known each other for more than ten years. Is this also called a stranger?"
"Although the girl is an old friend, she is a saint of the White Lotus Sect after all. The reputation of the White Lotus Sect is not very good!"
When Song Xuan said this, Liu Qinglian's eyes suddenly dimmed and she sighed: "Maybe in a while, the White Lotus Sect will no longer exist in this world!"
Hearing this, Song Xuan's eyes lit up.
Looks like there's something going on?
"Why, the White Lotus Sect, which is a formidable force that deters both black and white, will also encounter trouble?"
Liu Qinglian nodded, "A few months ago, the Green-winged Bat King, one of the four great dharma kings of the Ming Cult, led his people to seize the residence of our holy sect!
My master died on the spot, and most of the followers surrendered to the Ming Cult. I escaped with more than a hundred close followers. During this period, I traveled to several provinces before I escaped the pursuit of the Ming Cult!"
"Green-winged Bat King Wei Yixiao?"
Song Xuan suddenly understood. Half a year ago, when he and Zhou Zhiruo returned to Wudang Mountain by boat, they had met the old guy in the river and had a brief exchange with him.
At that time, I was still confused as to why the other party, as one of the four kings of the Demon Cult, was running around if he did not stay in the light.
After working on it for a long time, it turned out that we were heading towards the White Lotus Sect’s lair!
No wonder in the plot of "Eternal Slaying the Dragon", we only know that the Mingjiao rebels are huge, but the White Lotus Sect, which has always been famous for its rebellion, has made no movement. After a long time of fighting, it was subsumed by the Mingjiao.
Hearing Song Xuan mention Wei Yixiao's name, Liu Qinglian said bitterly: "It's this old thief!"
"Want to take revenge?"
Liu Qinglian sighed and said: "It's too difficult! My master is known as Bai Lian's best master, but he was no match for that old thief, and his heart was shattered by him in just a few moves.
The last thing I saw before I took the people away was the old thief carrying my master's body and sucking blood from her neck!"
Wow, the old vampire demon Wei smiled, and this scene came to his face.
Don't say that Wei Yixiao doesn't suck human blood, that's nonsense.
This is just fooling around with fools like Zhang Wuji, whoever believes him will make a mistake!
"Then what are your plans for the future?"
Liu Qinglian shook her head in confusion, "I don't know. During this period, I have been running for my life, and I didn't get rid of the pursuit until I escaped to the border of Suzhou and Hangzhou.
Then, when I remembered the massacre of the Hu family against my Liu family, I wanted to take revenge first!
As for the future, just take it one step at a time.
The Demonic Cult is powerful, and if I go head-to-head with them now, I am just seeking death!
By the way, brother Song Xuan, let’s talk about you, who are you?”
"me."
Song Xuan smiled slightly, just listen to what I will make up for you.
Forget it, I won’t make it up anymore. Many people know his identity. The more he makes it up now, the greater the chance it will be exposed in the future.
"I am a disciple of the Wudang Sect! The founder of the Wudang Sect, Sanfeng Taoist, known as the Land God, is my great master!"
Song Xuan moved the great god Zhang Sanfeng out without any psychological pressure.
Sure enough, after hearing Zhang Sanfeng's name, Liu Qinglian subconsciously sat up straight with a look of awe on her face.
"The name Sanfeng Taoist has been circulated in the world for hundreds of years. My master had a look of fear when he mentioned his name before!"
"Oh? Is my master so scary?" Song Xuan said with a smile.
Liu Qinglian looked at him with a strange expression, "Don't you know that when he was young, Taoist Sanfeng was jealous of evil and traveled around the world, almost killing those with a bad reputation in the martial arts world!
The Wudang Sect, a sect that has been established for less than a century, can become as famous as Shaolin. It was all because of your great master, who killed it bit by bit!
It’s a pity that Taoist Sanfeng rarely appeared in the world later, otherwise, there would be no chance for Mingjiao to rise.”
Song Xuan was silent, since the death of Guo Xiang, the founder of the Emei Li sect, Taishifu had rarely left the mountain.
He could understand Taishifu's mood.
The Bai Yueguang in my heart is no longer there. Even if I am invincible, what's the point?
To put it simply, even if I fight my way to the point where no one in the world dares to respect me, who can I pretend to be?
"Maybe being invincible is also a kind of loneliness!" Song Xuan sighed with emotion. In fact, he also wanted to feel this kind of loneliness.
Liu Qinglian nodded in approval, then smiled and said: "Brother Song Xuan, you are from a famous family, why are you related to the Hu family, a family that is rich and unkind?"
Song Xuan raised his head and his eyes kept wandering around her body. The person he looked at looked shy, and then he said lightly: "Can I trust you?"
Liu Qinglian was startled, and then said solemnly: "Not to mention our childhood friendship, just because brother Song Xuan didn't continue to kill with one strike of his sword, I owe you my life!
I, Liu Qinglian, am not a good person, but I am not an ungrateful and duplicitous person either!
Brother Song Xuan, you want to say something, but it doesn’t matter. If I leak any information, my whole family will be killed!"
When she said this, she suddenly paled, and a look of sadness appeared on her pretty face as smooth as mutton-fat jade.
"I-I seem to have no family anymore!"
"Wow!"
At this moment, Saint Liu couldn't hold back any longer, so she lay on the table and burst into tears.