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Chapter 132 The sword fight is approaching (thanks to the lord of Andromeda

Ever since Eidolon woke up, he seemed to want to retaliate and make up for the time he had spent sleeping over the years, and asked Lorraine Hill to go out and go shopping together every day.

Not surprisingly, what happened in the Ye Mansion that night spread throughout Luo Jing, and all kinds of gossip spread for a while.

When everyone saw that there was no news about Ling Hu after being rescued, and that the Blood Sect did not come out to question Lorraine Hill, some people began to make various speculations.

"In my opinion, that girl is probably really a relative of the emperor. Otherwise, how could the always domineering Zongxue Division be so quiet this time? Although Ling Hu is not the head of the Zongxue Division, he is also a royal prince with a well-known internal reputation. He has a bright future.

Be favored by others."

"If that girl really has no background, she would have been immediately arrested and investigated. You must know that this is Luojing, the greatest city in the world, under the feet of Master Chifeng, who dares to act wild."

"It makes sense. If you think about it carefully, it is true." Many people nearby agreed.

"Oh, it doesn't matter who it is, we have been here in Luojing for decades, so we don't know what the secret is."

"Then tell me, what is the origin of this girl?" Everyone asked again curiously.

"Well, I can't say it with 100% certainty, but it's still possible to guess." He took a sip of tea and started talking enthusiastically.

"The most likely possibility now is that this young lady is a descendant of a certain royal family who practices in seclusion, but her reputation is not known at ordinary times."

"This is not fake, but it feels a bit off." Everyone felt that it was not exciting enough.

"Ahem, maybe it's the illegitimate son of a certain prince or the one above..." His voice suddenly became softer.

"What else?"

"Or maybe this is not her real name, but a pseudonym. But because of her special status, the Bloodline Department has no choice but to turn a blind eye."

"This is interesting, then where is she originally from?"

In the teahouse, everyone was chatting noisily. On the second floor, two people were sitting quietly, eating a light meal.

"It seems that we have missed a good show, senior brother." A woman in simple clothes said to the person next to her.

"Then you missed it." This senior brother was wearing simple clothes and a layer of coir raincoat, like a fisherman on the river.

"But senior brother, aren't you very powerful? Why didn't you think of such a thing?" The woman ate the white jade tofu and complained softly with a little regret.

"If you have to calculate everything, then such a life will be very tiring. Your senior brother, I still want to live for a few more years." Although he looked as fair and fair as a scholar, his speed in picking up food did not slow down at all, and the two of them

The chopsticks are like fighting swords, quietly fighting on the table.

After several exchanges, the food on the table was quickly wiped out, and finally the two of them sat down for a while after lunch.

"In this Chilou sword fight, are senior brothers really sure?" Thinking that the time was approaching, the woman in plain clothes asked worriedly.

"No." The answer was very direct.

"Then you..." She wanted to say something, but couldn't find any good adjectives.

"Then why are you so calm? You know we don't have any money to take back now."

"Why do you need money? Just find a piece of wood and cut it into bamboo rafts and float them down the river."

"But...but junior sister, I don't have the ability to reach the sky like my senior brother, so I can only sit on the boat like a useless person. I still want to sleep in the bed."

"Indeed, junior sister is a waste. As a senior brother, I can only reluctantly give it a try." After hearing this answer, the man nodded with deep understanding.

"Well, forewarning, my master who has passed away, please open your eyes and take a good look at the apprentice you trained. He is so cold and heartless, and has no consideration for taking care of my junior sister." The woman pretended to pray.

"Master will not listen to you. The amount of paper I burn for him every year is three times that of yours. With Master's money-grubbing character, he must be on my side." The senior brother looked indifferent.

"Damn it, you actually secretly burned paper for that old man behind my back."

"Ah, is this still secret? Isn't it because junior sister usually buys too much rouge powder and really doesn't have money to burn it?" The man looked surprised.

"I have always been considerate and caring for your self-esteem. I was afraid that you would be hurt, so I didn't tell you. In fact, when I burned the paper, Uncle Wang from the neighboring village always watched me. He was always fair and aboveboard."

"My poor master has worked hard all his life and has no money to build a good grave. So before his death, he made a wish for us to come to Luojing to try our luck. We said that after we make money, we can go back to our hometown to help him repair his grave."

"Otherwise, I would be eating, drinking, and having sex in that mountain, so unhappy. Why would I come so far here with my junior sister? I really blame senior brother and me wrongly."

"Uh... that seems to make sense." This woman couldn't keep up with her senior brother.

"That's right. Junior sister, you should hate the master who left no personal money, and you should also be grateful to my senior brother who helped you along the way." He said sternly.

"I always feel like something is wrong..." This woman always felt that the current situation was not what she expected.

"Okay, with Junior Sister's IQ, it's hard for me to explain the reason to you in detail. Now it's time for us to check out and leave. The waiter has already peeked at us three times after watching us finish eating. His feet are already ready to move.

.If we let him come over and talk to us, the face of both of us will be reduced. This is really not in line with the noble and upright style of Yunhe Sect."

"Yeah, let's go." With that said, the two of them finally paid and left before the waiter ran out of patience.

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The story about the mysterious girl in the Ye Mansion has been spreading in Luojing for several days, but because the Zongxue Division has remained silent and has not responded, everyone was finally attracted by another major event.

That is the Red Tower Sword Fight held once every ten years, its full name should be ‘Youcheng Red Tower Sword Fight’.

This activity originated from the seven sword sects in ancient times. They would exchange sword skills every once in a while, and each would send several disciples to fight swords in a red tower.

This building is seven stories high, and each floor is divided into several rooms, with multiple entrances below. After entering the entrance, every two people will meet in a room, and the winner will go up to the next level.

They were eliminated in this way until the strongest one finally climbed to the top and took off the long purple tassel hanging on the top of the red building.

This long purple tassel symbolizes great glory and fame, and can be tied to the end of the sword hilt as a decoration.

Because of its high gold content, and the sword sect was extremely powerful at that time, as it was held year after year, it attracted more and more people to watch, and since then many people came to join.

Slowly, until now, the Chilou Sword Fighting has evolved into a competition to compete for the best in the world, and the venue has also been changed to the edge of Jinghu Lake in Luojing.


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