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124 Conflict

"Have you ever heard of the Wangchuan River?" Liu Zangfeng suddenly asked Liu Yili this question on the way.

Liu Yili nodded, "Look and see. The water is full of blood, and it is fishy and filthy. Don't go near it."

"There is also a river named 'Nai' in our Suzhou. If you want to contact the mysterious Naihe Bridge, you can place lotus leaves and envelopes on the 'Nai' river, and state the reason on the letter. By the end of the day and night, you can

At that time, the people at Naihe Bridge will know the news." Liu Zangfeng said slowly: "Before this, the end of the Naihe River has been unknown to the world."

Liu Yili was startled, "But it must have been midnight when I received this letter."

"So, it's already clear." Liu Zangfeng said quietly.

"Father, you mean to say that there are people from Naiheqiao in our Liuyue Villa?" Liu Yili noticed the implication of Liu Zangfeng's words.

"Tai Chi pattern." After one more look, Liu Zangfeng put the letter away, raised his head and looked ahead, and unknowingly he was in front of Liu Yili's boudoir.

"Father, we're here." Liu Yili said respectfully.

"I'm going to find your mother so that you can have a good rest. Tomorrow is your sister's wedding, so don't neglect those heroes." Liu Zangfeng said formally, like a real elder.

"Yes. Thank you father for sending me all the way." Liu Yili nodded, walked in and closed the door. He leaned against the door and listened to the footsteps outside getting further and further away.

This night, I didn't sleep.

The next day.

The village is decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, making it very lively.

Starting from this day, it was a competition among the younger generation, which lasted for seven consecutive days. At first, there were no rules, and they spontaneously challenged those who wanted to challenge. Those who dared not challenge were judged as losers. In the end, based on the results, they often competed with their opponents.

Based on a series of factors, the sixteen strongest young people are listed for an elimination-based competition.

But this year's competition seems a little different.

The arrangements for competitions in the past were solemn and solemn, but this year it was a bit festive. Green willows and green bamboos half-covered the crimson competition stage, and chatter and laughter broke out, sweeping away the gloom of yesterday.

Because, this is a competition to find a bride.

Although it was still early in the morning, there were only a few people sitting on the high platform.

"My little girl is not young anymore. I would like to take this opportunity to compete in martial arts and hold a marriage recruitment meeting. Please don't blame me." Lin Huaiman, who was dressed in black velvet clothes, said extremely humbly.

"Hey, I'm tired of watching the past three martial arts competitions. It would be great to add some new prizes." Long Yuexi, the head of the Dragon Yin Sword Sect with three swords on his back, said with a smile, stroking his beard.

"What Master Long said is absolutely true. Besides, Brother Liu and Sister Lin are a match made in heaven. Back then, you fought to the death in front of Yaguan, which gave us a chance to join the alliance. With such great achievements, this competition was worth a thousand dollars."

What's the harm in getting married?" Ye Ying, the only female elder of the Luoyue Sect, said with a hearty smile.

When Lin Huaiman heard this, a slight blush appeared on his pale face, and he turned to look at Liu Zangfeng. At this moment, Liu Zangfeng was also looking at him. The two looked at each other and smiled.

"Nowadays, most of the children of those martyrs who died in the war have grown up. If they were still alive, they would not want their children to still live in the darkness of the past." Jingyue scholar Xue Jingchun fanned,

Suddenly he said something extremely heavy.

At this time, the guards standing on both sides of the steps of the high platform shouted: "Yue Qing, the director of Fenghua Sect, is here with Ren Wangsi, the eldest lady of Fenghua Sect!"

Liu Zangfeng frowned when he heard this and turned his head to look.

A man in gray robe with a resolute and calm face stepped steadily onto the high platform, while the girl behind him looked very timid, like a butterfly landing on a tree branch. The slightest movement around her would cause her to fly away.

Walk.

"Master Ren." Long Yuexi took the lead in saying hello.

"Master Long, I heard that you have done a good job in cleaning up the mess left by your father. It is really gratifying and congratulating that the Dragon Sword Sect has regained its prestige in Quandu." Ren Yueqing said lightly.

The crowd suddenly fell into silence.

Back then, the old leader of the Dragon Yin Sword Sect, Long Yin Sword Immortal, died on the battlefield, which was so tragic and heroic that he was praised by future generations. But it was inevitable that the ancestral sword of the Dragon Yin Sword Sect, that is, there were six hidden in one sword.

Long's "Six Dragons Hold the Sorrow" were also destroyed by the Burial Sword Villa. There were only three dragons left in the "Nine Dragons" of the Sword Sect. The sword power of the entire Dragon Sword Sect was based on the Nine Dragons, and the sword power was defeated.

He lost six points and was unable to recover.

But at that time, the mountains and rivers were shattered. For the sake of the peace of the world, who dared to tell the way out?

Such a tragic incident was described as a "mess" by Ren Yueqing. Any ordinary person who understands the current situation would be angry.

But only two people can understand the obscure reason.

As expected, before Long Yuexi could respond, Ye Ying stood up and said coldly: "Master Ren, you seem to be talking too much."

Long Yuexi calmed down Ye Ying's temper, bent down and said: "The small sect can go from decline to today, thanks to the care of Sect Master Ren."

Although Long Yuexi recognized the situation and did not fight with Ren Yueqing, the atmosphere did not ease, and there was even a faint sense of tension.

"Amitabha." Shaolin Master Yuanshi slowly twirled the beads and chanted the Buddha's name softly, and looked at Lin Huaiman.

Although the owner of Liuyue Villa is Liu Zangfeng, everyone knows that Liu Zangfeng is not good at talking except for his closest relatives. Therefore, when dealing with foreign affairs, he still has to rely on Mrs. Liu, Lin Huaiman.

As the host, Lin Huaiman stood up slowly, rubbed the dark green thumb on the index finger of his right hand with his left hand, and said harmoniously: "Everyone in the world is just a passer-by. Since we have experienced the hardships together and survived the bloody storm, we are destined to gather together.

Here. As the leader of the sect, today's meeting is also the day for the little girl in the family to get married. Can you let go of the past grudges?"

Ren Yueqing turned away and clasped his fists, "Since the Holy Lady has said so, how can I dare to say 'no'?"

As soon as these words came out, the whole stage was completely silent.

No one has mentioned the title of Saintess of the Sheath Clan in front of Lin Huaiman. Firstly, it is because of Lin Huaiman’s performance and dedication in the Sword Forging Alliance, which has won the respect of everyone in the world; secondly, the most important thing is

The main factor is that Lin Huaiman violated the Sheo clan's creed of "not being born into the world" that lives deep in Wushan. Therefore, he has completely broken away from the family and will never be able to recognize his ancestors for the rest of his life.

Ren Yueqing could not have known this. He said this just to deliberately embarrass Lin Huaiman.

Seven years have passed, and this Ren Yueqing has really remained unchanged. Mr. Guzhou thought to himself.

Ren Wangsi also noticed something strange and said weakly: "Father."

Ye Ying opened her eyes and called him by his name: "Ren Yueqing, you are so bold!"

Lin Huaiman was not angry, and stopped looking at him. Instead, he turned to look at the competition platform below, "The Saint of the Sheath Clan is just an old story that is difficult to mention. It doesn't matter if you mention it. Don't be upset.

. On the other hand, you, Master Ren, have repeatedly said nonsense in front of various factions. Isn’t it a bit unreasonable?”
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