"Ma Qing, we are guests, please come in!" A beautiful female voice came out.
"Okay, miss!" After the man finished speaking, he bowed to Ling Hao: "Excuse me, sir, please come in!"
"Yeah!" Ling Hao walked in with a faint smile.
Looking around, there is a pavilion in the garden, and two young people are testing their sword skills on the pavilion.
In an open space under the pavilion, seven or eight young people sat around a long table, enjoying the performances on the pavilion while tasting delicious food.
In addition to these people, on the other side of the pavilion, two old men were sitting at the stone table, playing chess.
The two of them are the masters of those two auras of the War Master Realm.
"Hello, sir, the person below was rude just now, please forgive me!" A woman sitting at the head of the long table got up and walked over to Ling Hao.
The woman is in her mid-twenties, has a beautiful face, a graceful figure, and a noble temperament. She is even better than Pan Yijie, the eldest lady of the Pan family.
Ling Hao glanced at the woman, and narrowed his eyes slightly again. The woman's cultivation was not weak, and she was already the strength of a nascent war god.
"Haha, it's okay, it was me who was abrupt." Ling Hao smiled lightly.
"The little girl Xue Biqian, I wonder what you call me sir?" The woman is the eldest lady of the Xue family.
While speaking, he looked Ling Hao up and down, with a surprised expression on his face.
The woman's sixth sense told her that the person in front of her was definitely a martial artist, but she could not sense the other person's cultivation level at all.
Moreover, Ling Hao's king-like aura put an invisible pressure on her.
"It turns out to be Miss Xue!" Ling Hao smiled again: "My surname is Ling!"
While speaking, he noticed that except for Xue Biqian, several other men and women looked at him with a strange look in their eyes, and there was a faint murderous intent exuding from several of them.
Including the two old men, although they did not look at him, from the moment he entered the garden, the auras of both of them had undergone subtle changes that were difficult to detect.
interesting!
"Hello, Mr. Ling!" Xue Biqian smiled and said: "A few of my friends are discussing with each other. If Mr. Ling is interested, can we enjoy it together?"
"Okay!" Ling Hao smiled again.
"Xiaoqian, why are you letting in all the cats and dogs? Don't disturb our enjoyment!" A young man stood up and walked over.
"Young Master Yun, don't say that. We are guests. Let's make friends." Xue Biqian frowned slightly and said.
"We are all martial arts practitioners here, what qualifications does a pretty boy like him have to make friends with us!" Young Master glanced at Ling Hao with a disdainful expression.
Bang!
Before he finished speaking, he flew out, fell to the ground and rolled over several times before stopping, opening his mouth and spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"Huh!?" Everyone turned and looked over, including the two old men, with a hint of anger on their faces.
"Damn it, how dare you sneak attack me? I want you to die!" Young Master roared angrily after getting up from the ground, raised his hand and attacked Ling Hao.
The aura on his body immediately increased, reaching the peak of his cultivation.
"Master Yun, stop!" Xue Biqian shouted, and at the same time raised her hand to neutralize his attack.
"Xiaoqian, why are you stopping me!" Young Master shouted angrily.
