The wind and rain outside the gate of Luo Mansion are faintly visible, like lead clouds in the heavy sky of Guangzhou Mansion, while the swaying sky in the distance is undulating with golden dragons and silver snakes from time to time, and there are bursts of thunder. The heavy rain that has not stopped in recent days has become a
The disaster did not stain the elegant face of the white-robed young master in front of him at all.
As the figures settled down, a total of seven people came to the Honghua Club. Not too many, not too few. It was just the limit of the capacity of this mansion, but after all, it made people feel a little crowded.
Just like the subtle patience of the host at this moment.
"Old hero Luo, please forgive me for being presumptuous, but please think twice about washing your hands in the golden basin."
Chen Jialuo looked at the stage thoughtfully, then folded the folding fan and put it into his sleeves, and bowed cleanly and deeply, his posture was impeccable.
Everyone knew that he came here for a purpose, just like everyone present now, but few people could openly admit that they came for fame and fortune - they just vaguely felt that Chen Jialuo was different from them.
There are too many things competing for fame and fortune in the world. For example, Zhou Long flamboyantly promoted the reputation of the escort agency, the Qingqi Gang took the lead in being unconventional, and Jiang Wen's own band sang endlessly. These are all within the scope of the rules.
of publicity.
But Chen Jialuo's behavior of coming out of the rain and his words of openly asking for marriage are all covered with a layer of euphemism and implicitness on top of the common arrogance and domineering in the world. His every move and gesture has the unique literati's desire to promote before suppressing, as if
The gentleman from a well-known family deliberately lowered his rudeness, which made these martial arts people feel quite satisfied.
It was also because of this that all the martial arts people in the scene looked sideways. Although they were surprised by his sudden visit, they did not feel any ill feelings as they should have.
No one thought they would come, and no one thought it would be them.
They came after all.
The Honghua Society regards the Honghua Patriarch as its founder. As a martial arts family, its origins have always been quite mysterious. Legend has it that in its early years, it was just a loose organization established by heroes in Wanting. Members with similar righteousness often performed chivalrous acts and helped those in need.
His actions have been tepid for more than ten years.
But a few months ago, the Red Flower Club became famous for no reason.
Overnight, almost all women, children, and children in Tongdu and Dayi knew that there was a group of martial arts people with outstanding skills and like-mindedness who formed a sworn sworn brotherhood at Honghua Pavilion in Hubei Province. Regardless of age, age, or sect, they all regarded themselves as brothers, and they always rode together in the same car.
, join us at the same table, punish evil gentry and bullies everywhere, and uphold justice.
When ordinary people heard this, they just had some fresh stories to enjoy after dinner, but people in the world immediately became vigilant.
What they are concerned about is that until now, no one knows who these masters are, and no one knows why these masters gathered together. No one knows what the purpose of the Honghua Society is in gathering so many kung fu masters.
It's as casual as a rainstorm in the lotus pond in the afternoon, and it's as natural as the beads falling into the boat.
Among these people, the origin of the new chief helmsman is still the most mysterious.
The former chief helmsman Yu Wanting passed the position to Chen Jialuo before he retired to seclusion. No one knows how he is able to surpass the others and why he is ranked higher than the famous masters in the world. Today is worthy of their efforts to advance.
bedding.
The mystery and solemnity reached the extreme, and it became a kind of absurd unreality. The martial arts people seemed to be watching the generals and generals entering and exiting on the stage, so they had no time to think about the abnormalities.
"It turns out that he is the chief helmsman of the Red Flower Club who has become famous recently. This is the first time I have seen him in person. He is indeed as talented as the rumors say."
Luo Yuantong's topic suddenly changed, and for a moment, everyone almost forgot that this was a golden basin hand-washing ceremony. The disciples of the Luo family simply moved an imperial chair so that Luo Yuantong, who had white hair and beard, could sit down in a leisurely manner.
"Mr. Chen, what's your purpose in not letting me wash my hands of Jinpen today? And what does it have to do with my daughter?"
It would be inappropriate to continue with force at this time, so Luo Yuantong said calmly.
"Old hero Luo, this junior is extremely frightened, but of course there is a reason for coming here today. There are many people here with mixed opinions, why don't we make a decision after a detailed discussion, and today's grand meeting will be held at an appropriate time."
Chen Jialuo's attitude was still very humble, but Luo Yuantong's brows suddenly wrinkled.
His planned golden basin hand-washing meeting was interrupted, and the limelight of the whole audience was taken away, but he did not show any anger. He just looked at each other with the leaders of the Songyang Sect, Xinghan Gang, and Qingqi Gang, and then continued
Said slowly.
"Okay, I don't blame you for this. But regarding the marriage proposal, you and I are old friends, so I think I should have told you about my rules. Even if Chief Yu doesn't have time to explain, you two should always
Let’s be clear—”
Luo Yuantong's tail tone lengthened, and the sound vibrated his eardrums like a tiger's roar. His eyes suddenly opened and a murderous aura rolled in. He looked past the elegant Chen Jialuo in white robes and looked straight at Yi Shiyi who followed him first.
These two people look very ordinary and yet very special.
The left-wing Taoist is described as thin, with a pale face, and some gray hair scattered on the temples. However, his indifferent expression and plain Taoist robe are quite sinister. Even if he is holding a Yougu Qilan named "Jade Peony" in one hand, he looks more like
I came here to express my condolences.
As the cold wind blew, the sleeve on his other side danced without any hindrance, but half of the sleeve was actually empty.
The man on the right is dressed as a wealthy official. He is probably in his early fifties. He has a beaming smile on his face and is holding a heavy golden Buddha on the throne. He is leisurely and contented. His rich appearance shows no traces of martial arts training.
The hands of the person outside were too slender and soft, with no trace of fat or bone. Although they were only placed on the chest at this time, there was no doubt that these hands could appear wherever he wanted to touch them at any time.
"Tell me about it, Master Chasing Souls and Killing Death Jian Wuchen! Thousand-Armed Tathagata Zhao Yuanwai!"
Luo Yuantong named each other carefully, and the two people who were suddenly named were one fat and one thin, with different expressions, but their postures were like green pines and cypresses. They did not waver even if the wind and snow were pressing down on them. Instead, they followed their names.
When the trumpet was called, the people in the martial arts community were in chaos, like reeds blown by the river wind.
A person is famous for the shadow of a tree. When walking at night, he first sees the shadow of the tree. When walking in the rivers and lakes, he also has the reputation first. The world is so big that it is impossible for everyone to know each other, but even just now there are still many people who do not recognize who they are.
, but everyone must have heard of their reputation!
Taoist Priest Wuchen, the soul-chasing and life-killing Jian, is a long-established top master who has been famous in the world of martial arts.
His seventy-two paths of soul-chasing and life-stealing swords kill people with every move, and his legs are lost and invisible. Although he lost an arm due to a dispute in the rivers and lakes in his early years and is disabled, his martial arts has long surpassed his appearance. The Kung Fu of an ordinary person's sword stabbing,
He could thrust out four or five swords with a raised hand. He once traveled all over the world alone and seldom encountered an opponent. Due to his withdrawn personality, there were rumors that he had retired to Mount Emei a few years ago, but the traces of the news have been very sparse.
Zhao Banshan, the Thousand-Armed Tathagata, was the most prestigious disciple of the Wang Family Taiji Sect in Wenzhou back then.
Because his family was rich and had no intention of competing for the position of leader, he ran away on his own. After reaching the state of Tai Chi Kung Fu, he used his own secret weapon skills to travel around the world. Whenever he faced the enemy, he was like a thousand arms, so he was called
"Thousand-Armed Tathagata". After middle age, he was a forthright person, made friends all over the world, and no longer involved much in the world.
The paradox lies here. The two people in front of them are ruthless figures capable of starting a sect in today's world. Regardless of their real achievements and paper strength, they cannot be ignored. But who would have thought that they would join the Red Flower Club?
At this time, he has become Chen Jialuo's right-hand man!
"Brother Luo, please know that the Taoist priest is now the second head of the Red Flower Club, and Zhao is the third head of the Honghua Club. Today we at Honghua come to propose marriage. This is a great event. How can we say that we have broken the rules?"
Thousand-Armed Tathagata Zhao Banshan was still smiling cheerfully, as if he was very familiar with Luo Yuantong. It instantly seemed that Luo Yuantong's anger on the stage was just a pretentious joke between old friends.
"Everyone knows that you made a rule back then. If anyone wants to inherit your legacy, they must defeat you first. Since we dare to come today, we have naturally found someone who can compete with you, brother."
Luo Yuantong snorted coldly and looked at Honghuahui quietly. Honghuahui also stared at Luo Yuantong. Both parties stopped talking and fell into a continuous and subtle silence.
In a corner of the venue, when no one was paying attention, Jiang Wen in the crowd was preparing to retreat slowly. But before he could take a few steps back, he bumped into someone who was also preparing to flee.
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"What a coincidence, Miss Yuan."
Yuan Ziyi's foot was stepped on by Jiang Wen, and she glared back at him with bared teeth, and then looked at the Honghuahui group with fear, not daring to look away for a moment.
Jiang Wen coughed slightly in embarrassment, "Did you also meet your enemy?"
"Let me hide quickly... Taoist Wuchen and Zhao Yuanwai are both my master's friends, and they taught me martial arts in the early years. If they catch me causing trouble, the news will not reach the master's ears...
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Yuan Ziyi acted recklessly on weekdays, but she was the most in awe of her master's five masters. She planned to retreat before she saw anyone. Yuan Ziyi's voice became softer and softer, and finally she simply hid behind Jiang Wen, trying to take advantage of her.
The machine hides its figure.
"As a monk, your master is not a poisonous dragon or beast. How could he make you so afraid?"
Jiang Wen looked at him with joy, and then caught Ningdie who was watching the fun at the side, "Ningdie, are you afraid of me, Master?"
Fu Ningdie looked at Jiang Wen as if she were a fool, then made a face and ran away.
Jiang Wen: "..."
He originally wanted to take the opportunity to brag about the harmonious atmosphere of the Wuyi sect, but at this moment he had a vague feeling that he seemed to have won, but in fact he had completely lost.
"Chief Jiang, Master Jiang, and Daxia Jiang."
Yuan Ziyi changed three names in one breath, "Since you are upright and fearless, just let me go out quickly, and then you can show off your skills."
Yuan Ziyi turned around and wanted to leave, but Jiang Wenqi was superior and used a dodge to change his body, but he hid behind Yuan Ziyi.
"Master Jiang, what are you doing?!"
Yuan Ziyi was anxious and annoyed, and quickly covered his face with his sleeves. After all, their voices were a bit abrupt in the quiet atmosphere, and a few martial arts people had already looked over.
Jiang Wen also lowered his voice and said, "Don't blame me, Miss Yuan. You were recognized just because you were embarrassed. If I were recognized here, I'm afraid it would be a life-and-death situation."
Yuan Ziyi was full of doubts when she saw Jiang Wen pointing at the two people in the Red Flower Club and continuing.
"Have you seen those two hanged ghosts? I personally sent them to wait for questioning. Do you think I should hide?"
Two people standing in the Red Flower Club are holding a pair of mutton-fat jade Ruyi in their hands. They have exactly the same appearance and are extremely strange. The same triangular eyes with hanging tips are empty and lifeless. The same faces are as thin and straight as hanged ghosts. They are the Qingcheng sect.
"Black and White Impermanence" Chang Hezhi, Chang Bozhi Kunzhong.
During the turmoil in Fuzhou City, Jiang Wen had cooperated with them, but his original plan to recruit talented people was too radical, and he fell short due to an accident. In the end, he took advantage of the secretly operating Honghua Club.
They had been rescued from death row by the Red Flower Society and had obviously joined this newly established and dynamic social gang. Now they dressed up as ordinary people and came to propose marriage.
Jiang Wen was very sure that if they "accidentally" recognized his identity, they would definitely not give up. If they didn't know it, they would get the Red Flower Club to fight with them. By then, he would not be in the spotlight, but would be the target of public criticism.
Some limelight can come out, but some limelight cannot come out. Otherwise, if you look at the typical Fuwei Escort Agency on the other side, they are still squatting in the corner pretending to be mushrooms.
Fortunately, until now, the attention of the audience is still elsewhere. The gate of Luo Mansion was tightly guarded by the heroes of the Red Flower Club, so Jiang Wen and Yuan Ziyi had to retreat and slowly move to the side of the Pin-shaped venue.
On the opposite side, try to stay away from the gate.
"That's it. Member Zhao, I want to wash my hands in a golden basin today, but you want to fight me. Is this the way your Red Flower Club conducts business?"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Sitting on the Taishi chair, Luo Yuantong laughed angrily, pointed at Chen Jialuo and said coldly, "I don't know if we plan to rely on your chief helmsman Tian Zong's talents today.
Or do you rely on the few of you to be the masters and make money?"
This was the first time Jiang Wen heard about the rule set by Luo Yuantong, that he had to outperform himself in order to inherit the mantle.
This request is tantamount to cutting off one's own future. When the Spring and Autumn Period was at its peak, it would not be able to cultivate a successor. When the power declines, it will become a tasteless piece of food and a pity to be discarded. It will only bring about the rapid decline of the Luo family.
But when Jiang Wen thought about it, he was suddenly startled and realized that things were not that simple.
The key to this matter is that there is only one daughter in the large Luo family. In this era, the Luo family, which has no successors, is already a piece of meat on the chopping board of many people, just waiting for Luo Yuantong to give them the opportunity - this
I'm afraid it's also one of the sources of rumors about the Luo family's marriage.
In the feudal clan culture, being in a situation like that of the Luo family is almost a death sentence. Even the house of a prince with bells and cauldrons will inevitably be reduced to dust and mud, let alone in a martial arts world that is best at eating the weak. At this time
The best way is to compromise, recruit a talented son-in-law from among the young talents and disciples of our sect as soon as possible, and take a gamble on when the other party's good heart will deteriorate and whether he can treat Luo Shuang'er well.
The rule set by Luo Yuantong is obviously to use his own power to compete with the four parties. This is like telling the world that he does not need to recruit a son-in-law or an orphan. As long as he is healthy, no one can defeat him. Unless he dies, no one can defeat him.
Don't even think about coveting your own daughter.
Jiang Wen has traveled in the arena of the Ming and Qing Dynasties for many years. He has never underestimated the sentiments of the people in the arena, but he will never overestimate their bottom line. If Luo Yuantong had not pointed the finger at him, he does not know how despicable the people in the arena would have been.
The purpose was to defraud Luo Shuang'er's body and mind and the Wanguan family property.
This rule suppressed the ambitions of the Luo family disciples and blocked the temptations of the forces from all directions. It was like an airtight wall that could protect Luo Shuang'er inside.
"How can this prevent Jinpen from washing his hands... This is obviously a bug..."
Jiang Wen sighed slowly and said, if this conference goes as the people in the world wish, then only the naked ugliness of human nature will be left.
Luo Yuantong was very disapproving of Chen Jialuo, but Jiang Wen was a little curious about this still gentle and elegant young man in white robes.
At this time, Chen Jialuo was already in his twenties, and his handsome appearance had already added a bit of sadness. The calm demeanor in his brows was vivid. Although he was in a busy city, his mind was wandering freely. The light in his eyes was hidden, making people feel calm and reliable at first sight.
He still has the air of someone who possesses the wisdom of Qiu Guan.
But the more this happened, the more curious Jiang Wen became.
Let’s say he came to play football. He was polite and respectful, and came to talk with great gifts. He was more like a customer asking for help. Let’s say he came to ask for marriage. There was no impatience in his eyes, and he treated the old man well.
Luo Shuang'er, who was beside the hero, turned a blind eye and had no intention of showing off his strength in front of Lao Taishan.
Jiang Wen thought about it for a long time. If he had to speculate, maybe he was here to promote the National Anti-Fraud Center APP?!
Perhaps Jiang Wen's peeking action was too obvious, which made Chen Jialuo notice something strange. The chief rudder in the crowd suddenly turned his head, walked through the crowd with astonishing eyes, and faced Jiang Wen with miraculous skills.
Inquiring eyes!
In the midst of the electric light and flint, Jiang Wen suddenly felt a light coming from the spiritual light of the altar, but Chen Jialuo's body trembled, and the boxing sutra that he had already mastered rose up in his heart. Li Guan Rendu's eyes went dark, as if he had fought with someone out of thin air.
one move.
When he looked again, Jiang Wen was gone.
People in the world would doubt the importance of the identity of the chief helmsman, but Jiang Wen was not at all doubtful.
Others may not know the origin of Chen Jialuo, the chief helmsman, but Jiang Wen knows it clearly. In addition to the transfer of power of the Tiandi Society, this involves a management experiment conducted by Chen Jinnan.
After the battle in the Minyue Royal City in Wuyi Mountain, Chen Jinnan saw the heavy casualties among the people in the world and failed to make any achievements. He learned the hard lesson and decided to retire from the world, completely handing over the power of the world to his nephew Chen Jialuo, so as to throw away the Heaven and Earth Society.
This dangerous shell is repackaged with old wine in new bottles.
As the chief helmsman, Chen Jinnan may be a bit of a loser, but as a counselor he can be said to be the number one talent. At least as Chen Yonghua, who assisted Zheng Chenggong in political affairs and promoted culture and education, he is already famous in history.
He once mentioned to Jiang Wen that he found that the reform from Tiandihui to Honghuahui involved not only the transition of power, but also the challenges faced by the deep-seated system.
Jiang Wen also spoke eloquently at that time, saying that originally the sects and gang systems in the martial arts world were based on the traditional model of masters and apprentices. They were very fragile in the face of the oppression of the Qing government and were often defeated by divided troops. What the Red Flower Club needed was new
The model should be a system that weakens sect origin and emphasizes aspirations and ideals, and is a one-stop, multi-core system from top to bottom. Such functions can be coordinated and distributed by multiple people, turning them into a horse-drawn carriage with tens of thousands of troops galloping, with the highest decision-making
As long as the leader is responsible for controlling the overall situation, he can control the direction without losing track.
In Chen Jinnan's eyes, Chen Jialuo is the most suitable leader.
Firstly, he is the nephew of the Chen family and his blood is thicker than water. The cause of rebellion has always been fought by father and son, so there is no need to worry about him escaping from the battlefield. Secondly, Chen Jinnan is very optimistic about his martial arts talent and charisma, which are enough to impress the team he left behind.
Smart people always talk easily. Jiang Wen just had a rough talk with Chen Jinnan and witnessed the new structure of the Red Flower Club. This will inevitably lead to a new change in the world, causing forces and sects from all over the world to work together.
Taking advantage of the trend of vague confrontation between San Francisco and the Qing court, I don't know whether it will be good or bad for the future.
Of course, a system like the Red Flower Society was not Chen Jinnan's initiative that appeared out of thin air. Even Jiang Wen was just picking up people's wisdom. At least he would come to know that the White Lotus Sect adopted such a model to last from the Tang and Song Dynasties to the present day.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Going one step further, the Qingyang Sect led by Zhao Wuji may not be able to escape from this model. With the secret growth and development, as a secret sect, there are even
To compete with the Qing Dynasty.
Jiang Wen and Yuan Ziyi were still moving around, and finally found a blind spot next to the golden basin washbasin, which happened to be able to block the line of sight from the direction of the Red Flower Club.
At this moment, a sharp-tongued young man emerged from the Red Flower Club, holding a blue and white longevity vase in his hand, and took the initiative to step out. He greeted Luo Yuantong respectfully, but what he said revealed the doubts of everyone in the audience.
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"Old hero Luo, our helmsman is here sincerely. You neither agree nor refuse. Do you want to wait for us to dry our clothes?"
At this time, Luo Yuantong was obviously riding a tiger and was unable to dismount.
According to his rules, if the other party wants to marry Luo Shuang'er, he must compete with him to win or lose. But today is the golden basin hand-washing competition. Just now he looked like he was vowing to quit the world, and then he started fighting with others, so there is no need to wash his hands today.
, just put the pot away and forget it.
Chen Jialuo can be regarded as respecting the old and caring for the young. He has just given the opponent a step down, saying that he can choose another day to open the door. Today, he will close the door for the competition.
Since he didn't agree in time just now, his excuses can be understood by anyone with a discerning eye, and by being secretive, he is deceiving himself and humiliating himself. Even if Luo Yuantong is sure of defeating the other party, his face will be on the ground today.
This is what Jiang Wen calls a stuck bug.
But such an obvious behavior is not as good as the behavior of a bully, and it is not something Chen Jialuo should do. Jiang Wen can only guess at this time that the reason why he did this was to remind Luo Yuantong not to withdraw from the world?
"Then what do you think we should do?"
Luo Yuantong said noncommittally, and Luo Shuang'er beside him also blinked his big eyes, as if he still hadn't figured out what happened, and looked over together.
Seeing that the eyes of the people in the world were focused on him, the young man from the Red Flower Club talked proudly.
"This matter is easy to hear. As long as the old hero Luo joins the Red Flower Club, he will naturally be a brother in the gang from now on. The affairs of the rich man will naturally be taken care of by all the heroes. Anyone who dares to have a wrong idea will be hunted down by three swords and six holes!
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The moment when Tu Qiong saw him finally came, Jiang Wen suddenly realized the purpose of Honghua Club's trip - others only coveted their daughters and family property, but these bastards didn't even let the old man go!
Previously, the Red Flower Club appeared in Fuzhou, obviously looking for candidates to attract wealth. At this time, in just half a month, starting from the team arranged by Chen Jinnan, it was expanded to include three or four leaders including the Chang brothers. At this time, the idea was made
They arrived at the head of the Luo family, which was unable to support itself.
Luo Yuantong smiled instead of being angry, looked at the young man in front of him with interest, and spoke slowly.
"This young man, do you have a name in the world now?"
The young people of the Red Flower Club are not outstanding in appearance, nor are they very muscular, but their eyes sparkle when they speak, making them look different from ordinary people.
Seeing that Luo Yuantong's tone suddenly softened, he thought that the other party was moved by what he said, and he felt a bit of love for talents in his heart, so he straightened his back quickly and said.
"Jin An, the old hero of Luo, is the seventh master of the Red Flower Society, and Xu Tianhong of Shaoxing is the junior, who is known as 'Wu Zhuge' by people in the world."
Xu Tianhong was born into a poor family and had a pitiful life experience. He was responsible for the blood feud with the Qing court. He also had a unique skill of single sword and iron crutch. He could interchange his hands and use both left and right. Therefore, he was favored by Chen Jialuo Hui and often served as a think tank.
"You used the marriage proposal as an excuse earlier, but I didn't expect that your Excellency would say such shameful words."
But before Xu Tianhong finished speaking, Luo Yuantong on the stage burst into laughter.
"It turns out that he is a real 'Wu Zhuge'. Does that mean he can't be good at martial arts without being good at literature?"
As soon as these words came out, the martial arts people in the Luo Mansion also burst into laughter. Xu Tianhong stood there with his chest raised, unable to react for a while, which made him look even more ridiculous.
Jiang Wen couldn't help but patted his thigh and gave him a thumbs up while hiding in the audience. This was too damaging. People in the world have always liked to join in the fun and spread gossip. Once the allusion spreads today, this unlucky kid will have his account cancelled.
Practice again?
Jiang Wen, who was laughing, vaguely realized that the old hero Luo looked heroic, but in fact he was not very big-hearted. Otherwise, how could he be so easy to win over the younger generation? How can there be a sudden flash of inspiration in the world? It was all on ordinary days.
It’s hard work and accumulation!
Could it be that Yuan Ziyi really guessed this, and Luo Yuantong really looked down on himself and Yuan Ziyi for not being famous?
"Luo... old hero Luo, how could you make fun of me like this!"
Xu Tianhong was so angry that he trembled all over, his face turned red and he argued, "Even if the younger generation has little talent and little knowledge, do you really plan to hold on so hard that your daughter can't find a husband and die alone?"
But when he said these words, he suddenly angered another group of people. Several women in smart clothes stepped forward and started making noises when they stood up.
"What big deal is it to find a husband? Why don't we just bring one back by ourselves!? Could it be that we women have to look forward to the man's face and the letter of engagement?"
The women in red clothes had slight Bashu accents and their postures were extremely powerful. Their words of injustice instantly overwhelmed Xu Tianhong's defensive words and silenced him again. The laughter of the people in the world became even happier.
Seeing that his men were defeated, Chen Jialuo still had a calm demeanor. He reached out and pulled Xu Tianhong behind him, and then slowly walked forward and said to Luo Yuantong.
"Old hero Luo, please don't misunderstand me. The invitation to join the Red Flower Society is true, and the offer of marriage is also true. Although the seventh brother is outspoken, he also speaks from the bottom of his heart."
At the critical moment, you have to look at Chen Jialuo. With just a few words and a sincere and gentle attitude, the atmosphere that was obviously off track was brought back to the original place, allowing people to continue to focus on the purpose of the Red Flower Club's trip.
The laughter gradually stopped.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Luo Yuantong stopped his smile, stood up from the Taishi chair, and stood with his arms behind his back - facing this honor and disgrace, he was not surprised, nor was he happy or angry.
The new chief helmsman of the Honghua Club, he finally showed respect.
"Although the Red Flower Club is good, it is not the place I should stay. Besides, my daughter, Pu Liuzhi, is probably not worthy of you, Mr. Chen, the helmsman."
Luo Yuantong's emotions gradually subsided, just like gold refined by fire, all impurities were removed, leaving only the indelible truth. A faint power filled the whole place. He was looking at the gentle and jade-like Chen Jialuo from a distance, and he turned into
That famous martial arts star who has dominated the world for decades.
Jiang Wen couldn't help but burst out laughing when he saw this scene. It didn't matter if he lost face. In the world of martial arts, big fists are always justified. Obviously, Luo Yuantong already had a solution in mind.
That is to use force to suppress reason.
"Today Jinpen has decided to wash his hands. In order to avoid getting lost in Guangzhou Mansion, Mr. Chen, the helmsman, should take his people and leave quickly!"
The intentions of both parties were very clear, and Luo Yuantong gave the eviction order in no uncertain terms, but Chen Jialuo, who was attracting the attention of everyone, suddenly showed doubts.
"Old hero Luo, I know that I am not a good match for someone who is blunt and unkind, and I know that I am not a good match for a rich man. But I am not here for myself today. Have you misunderstood?"
Chen Jialuo's expression is still gentle, but the words in his mouth are beginning to be incomprehensible, "I am here this time to propose marriage to the fourth head of the Red Flower Club, why do you have to ridicule the junior?"
Luo Yuantong on the stage suddenly frowned.
"What? You're not proposing marriage for yourself?"
Only then did Chen Jialuo make a look of realization and quickly explained.
"Junior never said that he came here for himself!"
He held the famous sword studded with gems in both hands, turned around and let out the only man behind him who was not holding a gift and was wearing a big red velvet flower on his chest, and said solemnly.
"This is Wen Tailai, the fourth master of the Red Flower Society. He is a well-known hero in the world. He has an unparalleled reputation in the three rivers and five lakes. It is a pity that he is alone at the age of marriage. I would like to ask Old Hero Luo to consider it!"
Before he finished speaking, Luo Yuantong's expression was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and the martial arts people around him were sobbing in pain that they couldn't suppress - if you listened carefully, it was obvious that some people were having a hard time holding back their laughter.
Jiang Wen held on to the railing with his left hand, his lips almost bleeding, so he didn't laugh out loud in front of the public.
What does world line closing mean? What does retribution mean? Luo Yuantong just defeated someone's army, and now the other party's revenge comes unexpectedly.
Jiang Wen didn't mean that there was anything bad about the fourth master Wen Tailai introduced by Chen Jialuo, but he was tall, thick-set, broad-mouthed, and looked to be in his thirties. He looked like he was in his forties, and he was like the man on the stage.
Comparing the charming, innocent and innocent teenage girl, the relationship is almost like that of a father and daughter.
Counting Luo Yuantong, who has gray beard and hair, he can be counted as three generations of descendants.
Jiang Wen discovered that Chen Jialuo might be naturally stupid. He didn't realize anything wrong with what he did, but Luo Yuantong's eyes almost bled.
Luo Yuantong stared at Wen Tailai for a long time, and then suddenly turned to look at the innocent Fan Xinghan on the side, which shocked the sloppy leader of the Xinghan Beggar Clan - at this time, only Luo Yuantong, who was standing on the stage, could see the two of them at the same time.
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I saw his eyes jumping back and forth between the two of them many times, and finally he gritted his teeth and uttered a few words from between his teeth.
"Gang Leader Fan...are we related to you? Why are we so similar?!"