Ren Yueqing suddenly said with great respect: "What Master Lin taught me is that Ren has recorded it."

Everyone present was stunned. Ren Yueqing, who was still violently angry at the last moment, became so humble at this moment? Ye Ying looked at him suspiciously, "What is the medicine sold in the gourd?"

Ren Yueqing ignored her, but turned around and sat on the chair, and said to Ren Wangsi: "Come on, sit down."

Ren Wangsi walked forward and sat down timidly.

After seeing Ren Wangsi sit down, Ren Yueqing asked Lin Huaiman, who had just sat down, and said, "I heard that the owner of the village wants to use this competition to attract Biran to marry him?"

Lin Huaiman nodded, "Yes."

"If you marry Biran, there will be Liuyue Villa behind you." Ren Yueqing knocked the table back and forth with his fingers, "In this way, after this conference, the two ladies in Liuyue Villa are all men with husbands?"

Lin Huaiman, who is very diplomatic and has a very good eloquent expression, did not accept this sentence. Seven years ago, she had a thorn in her heart and could not be pulled away.

Because of Liu Yili's fiancé.

However, Ren Yueqing's next sentence did not turn to Ren Shaohua. "Biran has been smart and capable, and has helped you two elders work hard on the affairs of the village for several years. He is a virtuous woman. Yili is good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. He has outstanding literary talent, high martial arts skills, and excellent appearance."

"Thank you, Master Ren, for your praise." Lin Huaiman responded casually, not knowing what Ren Yueqing suddenly said this meant.

Ren Yueqing paused, suddenly spread his palm on the table, and quickly slapped it, "Hey, I really regret it."

Ren Wangsi's delicate body suddenly trembled.

"Is it hard to get a strong man?" Ye Ying took a sip of tea and also smiled sarcastically by Ren Yueqing, "Twenty years ago, your younger brother helped Jianzu defeat Xunxianke. I also heard that a young disciple of Fenghua Sect had appeared, reappearing the nine masters of Fenghua that had been sealed for hundreds of years. It is very popular. What else can you worry about Ren Sect Master?"

The young master of the Guzhou holding tea suddenly stopped for a moment.

Anyone who is sensible can hear that Ye Ying did it on purpose.

Although the two people she mentioned were all in Fenghua Sect, one died and the other disappeared, which is well known to everyone in the world.

The atmosphere began to become tense again, and everyone couldn't help but look at Ren Yueqing attentively, seeing how he would respond in the face of such difficulties.

Ren Yueqing ignored her and said to Ren Wangsi: "Pour tea."

"...Yes." Ren Wangsi responded timidly and gently picked up the teapot. It seemed that she was not used to such a big scene. Her hand holding the pot was trembling, and tea kept spilling out.

"Bang!"

"Waste!" Ren Yueqing beat the teacup to pieces.

"Dad..." Ren Wangsi was stunned with the pot, at a loss.

"There are the three major sects in Jiangnan and the same noble ladies, why is the gap so big?" Ren Yueqing slapped the table again, "Others are going to get married, why do you still want to stay at home to harm me? Isn't it enough to kill your mother!"

Lin Huaiman stood up and said, "If you are the leader of the sect, how can you blame the child for your difficulty in delivery? Besides, Wang Si is only fifteen years old and is not yet the age to have to talk about marriage."

"I'm just unfair." Ren Yueqing shouted: "Buping's mother died just like this, and she gave birth to a waste who can't do anything! Her martial arts skills are not as good as others, and her cultivation is not as good as others. Even those daily trivial matters cannot be done well. What's the use?"

Ye Ying said angrily: "Ren Yueqing, I want to make things difficult for you. If you have anything to come to me, you will expose your anger on your child. You are such a coward!"

Ren Wangsi put down the teapot, her eyes filled with tears, "I'm sorry."

Ren Yueqing snorted coldly, grabbed the teacup placed on Ren Wangsi's side, poured himself a cup of tea and started drinking.

"Let the sect leader." A cold voice sounded.

Ren Yueqing did not put down the teacup from his mouth, "Master Liu."

Liu Zangfeng stood in front of him with a sword and said coldly: "Before revealing other people's scars, do you have to look directly at your own scar?"

"My scar?" Ren Yueqing raised his eyebrows.

"Your brother is gone." Liu Zangfeng clenched his fists.

"Yes." Ren Yueqing took the teacup and replied lightly.

"It is really despicable to rely on his brother's great contribution to the sword-making alliance to perform his might." Liu Zangfeng's clothes were automatically exhausted.

"As the saying goes, elder brother is like a father. Why not rely on him to act as a hero?" Ren Yueqing joked.

"You!" Liu Zangfeng's eyes were cold and he wanted to draw his sword and suddenly rose up.

At this time, several maids walked onto the platform with fruits and fruits.

The maid in the leader was surrounded by light silk, and her every move was indescribable charm. She came to Liu Zangfeng and looked at him inadvertently, "Master Liu, the fruits and vegetables have been arranged."

Sisters of the Guzhou Boat, Wuyin, Palace.

Liu Zangfeng calmed down in this moment and sat back on his original position. Ren Wangsi cast a grateful and pitiful look at him. He hurriedly turned his head to avoid it and said in his heart:

"Cousin."

"I have been away from home for seven years. Seven years have passed in the blink of an eye. The people who should change have changed, but are you still in shackles?"

The morning sun shines brightly.

Luo Feiyu just woke up from the lawn and yawned.

The two teenagers who were drinking and talking nonsense by his side yesterday were nowhere to be found. Only a girl in white with two swords on her waist was pacing back and forth not far ahead.

"It's morning." Luo Feiyu wiped the tears that were oozing out of his yawn.

Seeing that he woke up, Kaori hurriedly stepped forward and squatted down, saying in a voice that only the two could hear, "Young Master, please tell you something: Someone wants to kill you in the conference by pretending to be the hand of Naiheqiao."

Luo Feiyu was startled, his sleepiness disappeared, and he whispered: "Did others know what I want to do so soon?"

Jiao did not hear what he said, but said to himself: "And I heard from the young master that he found this letter on the Xiaofeng and Cangyue in Liuyue Villa. He suspected that there was a very likely person from Naihe Bridge in Liuyue Villa. Without further ado, we have to find out quickly."

Luo Feiyu was stunned, "Why?"

"If Naiheqiao intervenes in this matter, it may pose a significant threat to the young master's plan." Jiao said quietly.

Luo Feiyu's heart tightened and he quickly stood up.

He thought of a man and what that man said.

"The master of the scabbard blood can control every drop of blood flowing outside. That sword must be very important to you. If you don't want it to break out of thin air, please forget this moment."

This person is Liu Biran.

Mengpo Naiheqiao also inherited the blood of the scabbard, Liu Biran.

In order to act foolproofly, he poured the drop of blood into the sword early. If Young Master Gu Zhou delved deeply, when Liu Biran's true identity was revealed, the sword behind him would probably be broken into two instantly!

At that time, the Master’s wish will be disappointed.

When he was very young, he saw his master's sad expression, when his master mentioned that the sword ancestor's wife died.

Even the sword ancestor he mentioned was dead, he had never been so sad.

When I was a child, I didn’t understand why my master was sad, but he was impressed, so he remembered it.

That is the sad and lonely feeling that makes people dare not see it again for the second time.
Chapter completed!