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Chapter 131: Lend me the dojo (10,000)

Du Ruo has indeed admired the name of the Twelve Heroes of the Yijian Sect for a long time. Especially when he was in Jinling, he secretly plotted once. However, he only met Zhuo Bufan once for these twelve heroes. For Zhang Zhishan and Chen Songyi,

This is the first time I've met him.

However, as soon as these two people came in, Du Ruo guessed it, because Ling Xiaoxiao was with them. Now Gusu Nangong was chasing these three brothers and sisters everywhere. Ling Xiaoxiao appeared, and the identities of the other two were unknown.

"Jushi Zhang."

Zhang Zhishan and others saluted Zhang Ruoxu and said, "There have been many interruptions these days. Today, I am here to say goodbye!"

Zhang Ruoxu waved his hands repeatedly and said: "Don't disturb me, don't disturb me. How many of you can come to my humble abode will make it shine. Well, people sent by your Majesty are here?"

"Well, I just received the news that my sixth junior brother came with the disciples of the Yijian Sect. They have been nagging for many days and I don't dare to bother anymore." Zhang Zhishan said.

"What did Zhang Sanxia say? However, I also know that these people are in some inconveniences now, so I don't do much to persuade them to stay. However, I am not in a hurry to leave for a while. I might as well have lunch before leaving. It just so happens that a few young people came to the humble house.

Jun, can you introduce me to him?" Zhang Ruoxu said.

"It's an honor for me."

Zhang Zhishan held the ceremony and took Chen Songyi and Ling Xiaoxiao to sit on the other side. As soon as he sat down, Ling Xiaoxiao happened to see Du Ruo, who was sitting next to him in the lobby, and his expression suddenly stopped. However, what surprised Du Ruo was that Ling Xiaoxiao

He actually held it back and didn't have an attack on the spot.

In the middle of the hall is Zhang Ruoxu, and his disciple Wang Yishao is standing quietly at the back. On both sides of the hall, the chief on the left is Lu Yang, the second is Du Ruo, the next is Wang Que, and the three seats on the right are Zhang Zhishan and Chen Songyi.

and Ling Xiaoxiao.

After sitting down, the three people from Yijianmen began to look at Du Ruo and the others. However, except for Lu Yang, who was sitting upright and smiling, the other two were not the same. Du Ruo was wearing a white robe and sitting cross-legged on the futon, playing with his hands.

Holding a tea cup, Wang Que sat crookedly on the futon, leaning sideways, holding a bunch of grapes and counting them one by one.

Zhang Ruoxu took a look at the scene, a little confused, but didn't think much about it. He smiled and said: "These are the famous disciples of the Yijian Sect, Zhang Sanxia, ​​Chen Qixia and the eldest daughter of the Yijian Sect, Ling Nuxia." After that,

, he introduced Lu Yang and several others, and said: "This is the young talent Lu Yang from the Lu family in Pengcheng, this is Du Ruo, the talented man from Shu, and the other is the young hero Wang Que."

As Zhang Ruoxu finished his introduction, Zhang Zhishan and Chen Songyi both bowed their hands politely, and Ling Xiaoxiao reluctantly bowed his hands under the looks of the two senior brothers.

Du Ruo and others also returned the gift with their hands and said they have long admired him.

After all, this is Zhang Ruoxu's dojo. Although Du Ruo has no feelings for Yijianmen, it does not help Zhang Ruoxu's face.

However, just after the ceremony, an unexpected person suddenly spoke, it was not Ling Xiaoxiao, but Chen Songyi. He suddenly looked at Du Ruo directly opposite and asked: "Your Excellency, is Du Ruo, Du Shanjiang in Shu?"

"

Du Ruo gently put down the tea cup in his hand, raised his head slightly, and said: "If Chen Qixia is asking about Du Ruo, the one who had a problem with your Yijianmen, then he is here."

Chen Songyi picked up the sword on the table and said: "My junior brother Zhuo already knows about the festival in Shuzhong, so I won't mention it today. However, you bullied my junior sister in Jinling for being ignorant and broke my sword in front of everyone.

To save my face, I need an explanation for this matter."

"Ha," Du Ruo sneered and said, "I'm willing to admit defeat. What explanation do you need? Could it be that Chen Qixia has been hiding here and there like a mouse that cannot see the light these days, hiding his anger, and today he finally saw the light of day without losing his temper, so he felt

I, Du Ruo, am easy to bully, want to take it out on me?"

"Arrogant! How dare you humiliate me like this, you little kid!" Chen Songyi slapped the table, startling the fruit plate on the table and the tea filling it up.

In contrast to Chen Songyi's rage, Du Ruo calmly straightened out his crumpled robe and said: "Yijian Sect is so majestic. Two of the twelve heroes, including an eldest lady, were chased all the way from Jinling.

Kill them, like a few rats crossing the street, with nowhere to hide."

Du Ruo threw away a grape in his hand and said mockingly: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, what a great prestige, so majestic to a little-known person like me!"

"Young kid, don't be so presumptuous!"

Chen Songyi was so angry that he stepped on the table and flew up into the air. A shrill roar suddenly sounded in the air. A dark and thin sword suddenly came out of its sheath. Nian flew forward like lightning through the air, directly towards Du Ruo.

Face door.

Du Ruo watched quietly, calmly.

At the same time, Lu Yang and Wang Que next to Du Ruo were ready to take action, but there was someone faster than them.

At that moment, a long white sword suddenly appeared in the center of the lobby, hitting the blade of Chen Songyi's thin sword with a "clang" sound and a spark from the impact.

Chen Songyi did a backflip and landed firmly in front of the table. In front of him was Wang Yishao, who was holding a wine pot in one hand and a sword in the other.

The tip of Wang Yishao's sword fell to the ground, he looked at Chen Songyi and said coldly: "Chen Qixia, Mr. Du is a distinguished guest of my master. You attack my master's guest in my Chunjiang Dojo without saying a word. This... is your Yijianmen

Etiquette?”

Facing Wang Yishao's questioning, Chen Songyi looked very unhappy, but Zhang Ruoxu, who was sitting above him, said nothing and looked at the scene in front of him with a smile. His eyes fell more on Du Ruo, who was calm and composed.

interest.

At this time, Zhang Zhishan stood up in a hurry, cupped his hands and said, "Jushi Zhang, Shaoxia Wang, please bear with me. My junior brother is reckless and has offended many people."

Wang Yishao sheathed his sword and said in a cold voice: "I don't care what grudges you have, we are all guests, so don't overdo it!"

Zhang Zhishan apologized and held up his hands, then pulled Chen Songyi and scolded: "What are you still doing standing there? Come back here."

Chen Songyi glanced at Du Ruo, who was slowly pouring tea, snorted coldly, took back his sword, and turned back.

However, before Chen Songyi could sit down, Lu Yang, who was sitting on the left side of the table, suddenly stood up, slowly picked up the euphorbia and iron rod tied with canvas behind him, walked to the middle of the lobby, slowly untied the canvas, and exposed the big halberd.

Halberd and iron rod for the whole body.

Originally, Lu Yang's halberd was more than ten feet long, which was equivalent to the height of two Du Ruo. Later, it was cut off by Nangong Hubo with a sword. The halberd broke off a section, and the rest was just above the head, but it was

It is almost the same length as the ordinary Fang Tian Hua Ji. The only disadvantage is that it is too light.

Under everyone's attention, Lu Yang held the broken halberd in one hand and the iron rod in the other. He shook his hands slightly, threw the iron rod aside, held the halberd in his hand, and said: "Laity, I'm afraid you have to borrow money for this dojo."
Chapter completed!
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