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The door is hidden in an empty way to block the wind and snow outside, not to block the guests.

The gaps in the door gradually expanded, and with the cold wind that caused the temperature of the hall to drop a little sharply, it was not a person at first, but a foot.

If the cold wind comes in, making the people in the hall feel cold, then the foot can be warm.

Everyone, not including Chen Lian, held their breath.

Because the other foot was also in, there were no shoes on it, revealing the shiny and beautiful jade feet.

It is conceivable that the owner of these feet must have come in from outside and walked over the cold snow, but there were no scars on it, any frostbite, as white as mutton fat and white jade, and the palace glass.

With such a pair of feet, it’s not too ugly. I believe that countless men are fascinated by it.

No one would believe that the owner of these feet would be a man. Of course, in fact, the owner of these feet was indeed not a man. As everyone thought, the person who came in was a woman, a woman who was far more charming than everyone imagined.

Coming from the snow and ice, she was wearing a red gauze dress and holding a package held in a gray cloth strip.

The package is very long, and looks like a stick, or a sword, or a knife.

Women wear very few clothes, but not much is exposed. Besides, what attracts the most attention is her feet, so beautiful that they are willing to be trampled to death by it.

"Brother Lian, I can play with these legs for a year." The person who spoke was An Renjie from the Qingzhu Gang, who was in his twenties.

Of course, An Renjie also has another identity, that is, the only son of An Wanli, the leader of the Qingzhu Gang.

It is not rare to be able to practice martial arts in the green robe, and even Ling Chongxiao personally admitted it.

What is rare is that in the past so long, countless experts in the martial arts world who wanted to obtain the martial arts of the Qinglang from Chen Lian, or unexpectedly came to Qingzhou City and left.

At the beginning, everyone was silent, and many of them were famous figures in the world.

But without exception, everyone praised Chen Lian for having a home and was convinced from the bottom of their hearts.

There are many people in the world who are lawless. Even if they are as smart as Ling Chongxiao, they are rarely praised by anyone who has fought in their lives.

Most of them can't beat it. As long as you save a life, you will practice for another ten years and come to ask for advice again.

Chen Lian is different. He counts as Xu and is underage, but he is not at the age of recognized as the golden age for martial arts. He is from twenty to thirty years old.

But even so, no one of these masters in the world has ever taken a move in Shen Lian's hands.

What is even more hopeless is that the sandalwood sword that is used in Shenling is a sandalwood sword.

The ability to defeat these masters is tangible.

As for why so many people know that Chen Lian used the sandalwood sword, it was because half a year ago, when spring was in full bloom, the King of Golden Sword personally made an appointment with Chen Lian at the Jialan Temple outside the city.

At the age of the Golden Sword King, it is no longer for the sake of fighting for power, but for progress.

He has tasted wealth, beauty and even power, and has already let go.

The only thing that I can't let go is the exploration of martial arts.

But he still lost, the first time in his life he lost so thoroughly.

The sensation caused by this battle is no less than the legend of Ling Chongxiao's forty masters in forty states in the past.

Because Chen Lian was younger, and he only used one sword.

Besides, the masters of those forty cities back then may not be as good as the Golden Sword King.

Because of this, Chen Lian's reputation is very great in the world. Although he has never been to the world, he is also listed as an unprovoked person.

The man in the green robe killed many people, but many still wanted to provoke him.

Chen Lian has never killed anyone, but not many people are willing to provoke him.

It can be seen that what is scary is not just how fierce you are, but also other reasons.

An Renjie was born in the Qingzhu Gang, but he was more like a playboy than Chen Lian.

When he found that the "Youjian Inn" was more comfortable than the family life, he didn't even go back home.

In his words, compared to living in the "Tianzifang", his house is a doghouse. Of course, this sentence has never been heard by his son An Wanli, otherwise he might not be able to sit here yet.

Even if Xu Hong hadn't felt sorry for that person, he might not have left.

Xu Hong also bargained with Chen Lian, but Chen Lian smiled and said that this was a special offer to him and could not be changed.

"If I were to do this pair of legs," Chen Lian said in a low voice, but An Renjie didn't have time to hear it.

Because the owner of these legs spoke, she slowly retreated with her hands behind her back and paid attention to the door. The style of every move was not only uncommon, but it was already fascinating.

Perhaps she was over thirty, but her eyes were very bright and she had a natural playfulness, which was incomparable to even girls of 16,700 or 18 years old.

A silk scarf is worn around his neck to cover his delicate and smooth skin, but in this cold winter, it brings a bit of laziness, reminding people of the spring blooming all over the mountains and fields.

"Who is the boss here?" There was a faint smile on her face, like the rising sun passing through the gauze, bright and hazy.

Such a woman shouldn't appear at this time. She should play leisurely and leisurely in the Huanhua Creek when spring is in full bloom.

"I am the boss here. What's the matter with the little lady? Do you want to stay in a hotel? But there are no rooms in this store. If you don't mind, you can live in my room." An Renjie rushed over impatiently. His light skills were not good, and he was moved like a rabbit.

If he had such enthusiasm when he was practicing, he would at least be much better than his mother An Wanli.

Therefore, what restricts a person's progress is never talent, at least not all talent.

"You're not."

"Why am I not?" An Renjie looked at her barefoots and suddenly felt very hungry. He had just eaten.

"Because I know that the boss here is Mr. Yu, not Mr. Zhu." Her voice sounded very nice, but it was not as gentle and delicate as the yellow oriole's first cry.

It is like the spring stream, hitting the rocks, quite crisp.

"Young Master Yu" is of course Chen Lian, this is the nickname given by the people of the Jianghu.

A gentleman is like jade, as cut as carved.

"The little lady is joking. Her surname is not Zhu, so there is no Jade Master here." An Renjie is not very enthusiastic about the world, and of course he doesn't know Chen Lian's nickname.

It was because An Wanli knew these deeds that he allowed An Renjie not to go home. At least this son who was waiting to die finally did something right.

"The 'Zhu' I mean is the 'pig' of pork, not the 'Zhu' of cinnabar." The woman said sweetly.

This sentence is not loud, but it does not prevent anyone with ears from hearing it in the hall.

They all laughed, and this time Shenling was no exception.

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