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On the other side, the middle-aged Confucian scholar naturally didn't know that his junior brother was so efficient and had returned to stir up trouble in the sect.

At this moment, he was crossing mountains, lakes and seas, and came to a small village far away from Shangui Valley.

The villagers in the small village looked at the middle-aged Confucian scholar walking from the village gate. Naturally, they didn't know that this elegant man was the strongest man in Qingzhou in the true sense. Everyone knew it, but not many people had seen him.

The true-looking Lord Sword Master.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar looks like an ordinary scholar, with a very bookish air about him.

And for such a remote small village, scholars are also very rare.

Therefore, his appearance still caused the villagers to turn their attention.

The eyes of several more courageous village women shone when they saw him.

Although the middle-aged Confucian scholar cannot be said to be very handsome, his temperament is completely different from that of his rough guy. There is a world of difference.

In their eyes, this is already considered a pretty face.

Therefore, the village women who are more relaxed will deliberately and boldly twist their waists and round hips like millstones, intentionally or unintentionally teasing this scholar who is obviously from a foreign country.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar also had a gentle smile on his face, giving people a feeling of spring breeze. He was not displeased at all by the ignorant village women's bold teasing, even though judging from their status, the two parties were really very different from each other.

difference.

But I wonder if these village women would be so frightened that they fainted on the spot after knowing the true identity of the visitor.

Oh my god! I actually twisted my butt in front of the Sword Master!

The middle-aged Confucian scholar walked slowly in the small village, and soon came to a small dilapidated courtyard. He knocked on the door respectfully, straightened his black gown outside the door, and raised his hand.

He straightened his hair crown.

"Come in." An old voice came from inside the house.

The other party undoubtedly knew who it was.

But even when facing the Sword Master, the other party seemed to have no intention of getting up to greet him.

Because this person is very senior, and at the same time...

- He has no legs.

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Chapter completed!