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Chapter 1998 Sect Master Hu Xingtian

Wanmei Garden, Pinmei Club, and there is another person who doesn’t know who it is. After going back, he secretly asked his father to go.

Duanshan Gate, in the tent.

Hu Buqun and Ninglu were with him, fearless and did not dare to show their vigor. At the top, there was a middle-aged man with purple chamber and white face, three beards on his face, and his eyes were narrow and long. When he opened and closed, he seemed to be surrounded by purple lightning, which was extremely powerful.

"Dad, how is the situation on Du Zhuo's side?" Hu Buqun asked cautiously.

The middle-aged man is Hu Xingtian, the leader of Duanshan Sect, and Hu Buqun's biological father. He has always been majestic and serious. He rarely smiles even in front of his own son. Hu Buqun has been trembling since he was a child, for fear of making his father angry. Once Hu Xingtian gets angry, he can be said to be a relative who refuses to recognize his relatives. Thinking of the hardships he suffered when he was young, Hu Buqun felt cold in his heart, and his vest was filled with cold sweat.

Hu Xingtian nodded, without answering, picked up the teacup and took a sip, and asked slowly: "What's going on in Sanfenlou?"

Hu Buqun trembled and said quickly: "Dad, the child is incompetent. He doesn't know the origin of the Sanfen Building at the moment, but one of them is an old acquaintance of Ninglu. When Ninglu came back, he met on the road and invited him to visit. He did not expect that the situation would be today."

Hu Xingtian was speechless, and Hu Buqun felt even more nervous. He licked his dry lips, and cold sweat on his forehead instantly oozed out.

"If they want to, they will come if they don't invite them."

Hu Buqun felt relieved when he fell to the ground, and asked, "Dad, have you heard of this three-point building?"

Hu Xingtian shook his head: "This is the first time I heard that there is a three-point building in Zhuocheng. By the way, do you think some of them are old acquaintances, who is it?"

Ninglu replied softly: "Report to Daddy, she is a sister named Rouyue when Ninglu was in Zhuocheng."

"Rou Yue? The moon ship's courtesan back then?"

"It's her."

"Since the changes of the spring river courtesans under the moon, I have rarely heard of her again. How could she be here?"

"This... Ninglu asked her, and she said she was going out to travel through mountains and rivers, but Ninglu felt that it should not be the truth."

"Traveling in the mountains and rivers? Humph, when will a courtesan whose youth is gradually fading away have so many top experts around him?"

After hearing this, Ninglu felt sad. It turned out that in the eyes of others, a cemetery in the moonlight under the spring river counted nothing. So is it the same? When the years passed, it would be a handful of loess buried in it.

The sadness of the dew naturally could not escape Hu Xingtian's eyes, but Hu Xingtian did not take it to heart and asked lightly: "Do you know where she is going after that?"

"Ninglu left early. I heard from my sister before leaving. She seemed to be planning to open a restaurant in Zhuocheng. Ninglu didn't know what happened next."

"Is there any news coming back from Zhuocheng?"

"Not yet, but it should be soon, just a few days."

"Okay, don't be alerted these days. Now it seems that this three-point building is unfathomable. Don't mess with you. Let it go. No matter how you say that they have a little bit of incense with Ninglu. Don't be too attentive, and don't show off any flaws."

"The boy has recorded it, by the way, Dad, the person from half a building has arrived."

"Hmph, Han Gongjin, the old fox, has no future. He only knows how to bring reinforcements and rely on the half-bian building and the hard-working gang. He has never taken our Duanshan Gate seriously. He will definitely let them know that our Duanshan Gate is not easy to mess with in the future." Hu Xingtian shouted with anger on his face and hatred.

Hu Buqun naturally knew that Changchun Mansion was the heart-to-heart land of Duanshan Gate. He thought day and night that one day he would step on Changchun Mansion under his feet. As he thought about it, Hu Buqun thought of Han Yu, the beautiful woman who was no less beautiful than dew. If one day she could let her cry and welcome her at her feet, it would be so happy.

Hu Buqun felt a heat in his heart and swallowed unconsciously. This ugly appearance fell into Hu Xingtian's eyes. Hu Xingtian's eyes became cold and he felt annoyed. How could such a waste be born in a lifetime? Hu Xingtian was bored for a while, waved his hand and shouted: "Go out, don't bother me if you have nothing to do."

Hu Buqun hurriedly said, "Dad has worked hard all the way, rest early, and the child will leave." After that, seeing Ninglu seemed to want to leave, she glared at Ninglu and shouted in a low voice, "Dad has been going all the way, you stay and serve."

Ninglu's heart trembled, and she lowered her head and responded softly. After Hu Buqun left the tent, Hu Xingtian said nothing, Ninglu was frightened, like a frightened rabbit.

Hu Xingtian slowly put down his teacup and said calmly: "Are you scared?"

Gin Dew was shocked and hurriedly said, "No, Gin Dew dares."

"Isn't there, or don't dare?"

The dew flower was faded and said quickly: "No!"

"What are you afraid of?"

The delicate body trembled slightly, and the eyes were red. It was hard to describe the pity that it was so pitiful.

"Come here to pour tea for me."

Ninglu quickly moved his lotus steps, walked quickly to Hu Xingtian, and carefully held up the teapot to pour tea. Hu Xingtian stared at Ninglu's jade hands holding the teapot, pondered for a few breaths, and said lightly: "Do you have selfish intentions?"

Ninglu was shocked, and the teapot took off his hands and fell off. Hu Xingtian reached out and grabbed it, held it in his hand, and looked at Ninglu with a smile. Ninglu was anxious and tears were about to fall out. He knelt down beside Hu Xingtian's knees and replied in panic: "Master of the Sect, Ninglu is selfless, and the sun and the moon can be seen."

Hu Xingtian reached out and gently kneaded Ginlu's hair without saying a word. The hairs on Ginlu's neck stood up. At this moment, Hu Xingtian seemed to be teasing a domestic cat, but who could assert that he would not break the cat's neck the next moment.

"Tell me."

Ninglu resisted the cold air coming from her delicate white neck, with seven points of fear and three points of grievance: "Ninglu's sister's appearance is outstanding. When she was in Zhuocheng, she was more beautiful than Ninglu. Ninglu originally wanted to bring her to the mansion to be favored by the sect leader and serve the sect leader together. But she didn't know that there were these experts in the martial arts world around her, which caused trouble for our Duanshan Gate. Ninglu deserves to die, so she asked the sect leader to sue him, but Ninglu really has no selfishness, please ask the sect leader to learn from him."

"Is that true?"

Ninglu looked up at Hu Xingtian, his eyes were filled with mist, and two drops of clear tears fell down my eyes and dripped down my skin like jade and snow into the green onion neck. Hu Xingtian looked indifferent, suddenly smiled, reached out to wipe away the tears on Ninglu's face, lifted Ninglu's chin, and said slowly: "You have to worry about this."

"I dare not be aware of the dew, it is what dew should do." Dew narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was enjoying Hu Xingtian's caress, but what he thought in his heart could see from his slightly trembling body.
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