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57. The Seven Days of Suspension (Part 1)(2/2)

"I've come here, why are you standing at the door?"

Chen Qiu stood up and waved to Lin Huiyin. The latter walked into the room, took off her hat, and raised her head and said to Chen Qiu:

"You are very busy these days, and I can't find time to talk to you. Chen Qiu, after my master and I attended the funeral of the leader, we are about to return to Xiaoxiang.

You must have been busier then, so I'll say goodbye to you in advance."

"There is no banquet that will last forever."

Chen Qiu pursed his lips, he smiled and said to Lin Huiyin:

“I’ll meet again in the future.

Huiyin This time, you fought with the Demon Sect and killed several Demon Sect masters, which made you so powerful in front of the people of the Jianghu. On the next issue of the Jianghu list, I believe you can tie your master's ranking back then.

Brother Shangui told me that he had already seen you use a sword on the battlefield and he had already become a master. Perhaps in a few years, Xiaoxiang Jue Sword will be able to achieve great success.

By then, Huiyin would be the best among the younger generation in the world.”

"What did Shan Gui say?"

Lin Huiyin chuckled, her voice as crisp as a lark. She shook her head and said:

"Brother Shan Gui fought against Chi Yun of the Five Elements Sect in the battle formation and killed him under the sword.

His swordsmanship is something I can't reach now. Besides, if you really want to talk about the leader of the younger generation in the world, Chen Qiu, you have become famous in the world when you kill Wan Po.

Even Lu Guizang, who is in the limelight, will be suppressed by you.

You should be the leader of the younger generation.”

Speaking of this, Lin Huiyin sighed and said:

"When I was a teenager, I heard that my master was the fourth place in the earth list, so I felt that my master was a master in the world. After real experience, I realized that the Jianghu list was just a generalization and could not be believed in it all.

This world is so great that strange people are everywhere. My tiny little practice is not worth mentioning.”

She glanced at Chen Qiu and whispered:

"A few days ago, you were still hiding your weakness and said that you and I were just a match. Chen Qiu, tell me honestly, if we really fight, how many moves can I walk in your hands?"

Chen Qiu held a smile on his face.

He shrugged without answering.

If saying it will frustrate Lin Huiyin's confidence, it's better to keep it confidential.

"If you don't want to say it, forget it."

Lin Huiyin pretended to be angry, snorted, put on her hat and was about to leave.

There was a sound of wind breaking behind her. She turned around and grabbed the thing Chen Qiu threw away. It was a booklet. When she took a look, Lin Huiyin's face changed a little.

"This is a real good thing."

Chen Qiu said:

"Don't let your master know, and don't let others know.

After you memorize it, it will be destroyed. If you practice well, it will be enough to break through to the half-step of the Heavenly List within five years. But when you go up, it depends on Huiyin's fate and understanding.

I can only help you.”

"This is too expensive, I can't..."

Lin Huiyin immediately refused, but was interrupted by Chen Qiu's wave, who said:

"I won't talk about these things between you and me.

I will meet you next time, and I will compete with you in swords. I can’t bully you because of my strong true energy, right? Take it.

Anyway, Xue Ji’s mind method comes from the same source as it, as long as you don’t say it, no one knows it.”

Lin Huiyin was still talking, but she saw Zhang Lan, wearing white clothes, falling into the yard with a light body movement outside the yard. The playboy was holding a thin little white cat in his arms.

He landed on the ground and shouted to Chen Qiu:

"Go to the atrium quickly. Wuyang Zhenren is going to break Dongfang Ce's leg! Lu Guizang had a conflict with him. Seeing that there was a big fight, you are the head of the villa and must come forward to mediate one or two."

When Chen Qiu heard this, he looked at Lin Huiyin. The two hurriedly followed Zhang Lan to the atrium of the villa. Just in front of the main hall, outside the screen wall, a large number of people from the martial arts world had gathered.

There were crowds of people and discussions. Several seniors from the world were in the crowd, and they were scrambling to persuade them loudly.

The disciples of Chunyang Sect were surrounded by the circle, and were at a loss.

Huang Wusan, Lin Wandong, even Monk Yuanwu and Mustard Monk were alarmed, and they were all in the yard at this time.

Chen Qiu flew over and took Lin Huiyin, crossing the crowd, and landing beside Lin Wandong.

The leader Lin was pulling the arm of the angry Wuyang Zhenren, who was holding a broken sword in his hand, and half of the sword blade was stabbing on the bluestone brick.

The sword was cut off.

Three feet away from him, Lu Guizang, wearing a blue shirt, looked cold and had a cold face. He held the Ming Ren Guan Canghai tightly in his hand, and had a cut wound on his left sleeve.

After Lu Gui hid, Dongfang Ce was kneeling there.

Blood stains on the left leg.

Seeing the blood on the ground, Chen Qiu's eyes condensed.

This Wuyang Zhenren is really a bad temper.

Perhaps he also saw the leader of the alliance and died in battle, and suddenly, when he saw the rebellious disciple, he actually attacked in public.

I'm afraid I'm very angry with Dongfang Ce.

The bad habits of his good disciples have become the karma of this senior in the world. Just now, Dongfang Ce contradicted him a few words, which directly ignited the anger in Wuyang Zhenren.

"A bad beast!"

Wuyang Zhenren grabbed the broken sword, the true energy flowed and the long beard floated, and Lin Wandong couldn't hold him back.

The head of the Chunyang Sect sect was glaring at him, and he didn't even look at Lu Guizang in front of him. He stared at Dongfang Ce who was kneeling on the ground without saying a word. He shouted loudly:

"I'm not here yet! I'll go back to Taiyue Mountain with me. I'll punish you for facing the wall for ten years! You are not allowed to enter the world again! And you, Lu Guizang, this is my Chunyang Sect's business.

Why should you intervene?”

Lu Guizang was not the kind of eloquent personality. He didn't care about the whispers of the people around him. He just held a long sword in his hand, protecting Dongfang Ce, and said sternly:

"Lu cannot interfere in your affairs, but how can a hero from the East be so humiliated by you! If you want to break Dongfang's leg, ask Lu for this sword first!"

The momentum of both sides has been revealed, and if they do not interfere, they will fight to the death.

"stop!"

Chen Qiu looked at Huang Wusan, who nodded slightly to him, and then stepped forward and blocked Wuyang Zhenren and Lu Guizang's center. He asked:

"Brother Lu, and Brother Dongfang, why are you two coming?"

"Congratulations to Ren Hao."

Lu Guizang spoke directly, but he had no respect for Ren Hao in his words.

This is understandable.

His father, former leader Lu Wenfu, died at the hands of Ren Hao.

Although it was just a battle between the world and the world, not a life-and-death battle, it was unrealistic to expect Lu Guizang to say anything good.

Chen Qiu didn't care either.

He looked back at Wuyang Zhenren and asked:

"President Chunyang, why are you here?"

As soon as he asked, the angry Wuyang Zhenren immediately calmed down.

Yes.

This is not in Taiyue Mountain, this is Wulong Villa. The seven-day stopping of the spirit has not ended yet. He has been walking in the world for a lifetime and even forgot this rule.

It really shouldn't be.

Seeing that Wuyang Zhenren's face was strange, the Mustard Monk stepped forward and persuaded him. Some seniors also walked forward, saying everything they said, giving him enough steps.

The latter glared at Dongfang Ce, who had his head lowered, then waved his sleeves, turned around and walked out without saying a word.

"Let's stop today's affairs."

Chen Qiu strengthened his tone, and he swept away the few people who were unwilling to be lonely and jumped up and down, saying:

"Uncle Ren's funeral has not yet ended. In the next few days, someone in Wulong Villa will use his sword and strike up Uncle Ren's heroic spirit. Don't blame Chen for not giving him face."
Chapter completed!
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