This Was Not the Case Back Then (4)

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The expression on Hong Jiu's face was gloomy and uncertain for a long time.

The influence and power of Lushan Sword Temple in the martial arts world in the south of the Yangtze River was unparalleled except for the imperial court. The title of No. 1 in Jiangnan is not a legacy from a hundred years ago, but an actual and real ranking.

Even if this layer is put aside, the young master Ling Qingshu in front of him is not someone who can be bullied at will. His father, "Sword Cutting the Blue Sky" Ling Hanzhong, became famous very early and was not even a hero of his master's generation. In terms of seniority, only his uncle and grand master were qualified to rank alongside him in the upper and lower reaches of Daluo Mountain.

Not to mention, the fact that Ming Huayu married Ling Hanzhong's youngest daughter has already spread throughout the world. The man in front of him is not only the younger brother of the current queen, but also the younger brother of his master. Although this person looks disgusting and speaks rudely, I really can't beat him just for this.

The second master just sighed and all the pigs in the room could be slapped in the face, but this person could not be touched.

Not only Hong Jiu was frightened, but everyone else was also frightened. Although the Hangzhou Wulin is not within King Bai's sphere of influence, it is located in the south of the Yangtze River and has close ties with other martial arts forces. The intimidating power of the title of the White King, the First of the Seven Crowns, will only become deeper and more difficult for them to resist.

Ling Qingshu followed them up the mountain closely without saying a word. They had already felt that something was wrong. Now that I think about it, the secret behind the invasion of Hangzhou Wulin is naturally coming out.

The Lushan Jianguan's speed of plundering and ruthless invasion can be regarded as among the best in the history of martial arts.

The original fiefdom of Lushan Sword Temple was in Jiujiang, but now the scope of Lushan Sword Temple's influence is so wide that it even extends beyond the south of the Yangtze River. Changzhou has almost become the fiefdom of Lushan Sword Temple. In addition to the fact that taxes cannot be collected and the army is not allowed to enter, he is a ready-made king of Changzhou. This is also the only one - a white king with seven crowns who has two fiefdoms. If it weren't for the ugly appearance, I believe the reputation of the Lushan Sword Temple would be as good as its strength.

Ling Hanzhong has always been an ambitious person, which can be seen from his ability to marry his daughter into the royal family and become the queen. Now that the Demon Sect has been defeated, if Lushan Sword Temple wants to continue to expand, the biggest piece of fat is the unclaimed land in Jiangnan. Therefore, he sent his son here to establish his power and frighten the martial arts heroes in Hangzhou. Sr male toys

Ling Qingshu knew that when his father's name was mentioned, most of the people in front of him would be honest. Sure enough - upon hearing Ling Hanzhong's name, most of the faces of the Seven Heroes of Hangzhou showed sadness. This is also a natural reaction, knowing that the potential opponent is actually the White King No. 1, who can be calm and composed under such pressure.

Now that the Seven Heroes of Hangzhou have surrendered, there is still an ungrateful Lord Yeluo.

Ling Qingshu sneered: "Please come out and meet me, Master Ming."

His words were relaxed and he seemed to be unable to convey his energy, but his powerful inner energy was revealed and his voice could be heard for miles. Even Hong Jiu couldn't help but look askance at him. Zhi Ren could actually have such internal strength at such a young age. Only then did he know that Lushan Sword Temple's martial arts had a unique secret.

Ling Qingshu first used his status to overwhelm others, and then demonstrated his martial arts to overwhelm the heroes. The young men who came with him were all very proud.

Suddenly, the lights in the room dimmed.

There are beautifully carved golden candle stands on both sides of the hall, with three hundred and twenty-three candles on each side, which are similar to the ever-burning candles in the palace. However, given the simple arrangement of this everlasting lantern, it may have a longer history than this dynasty, and it may be an ancient relic of the previous dynasty.

I don't know what kind of oppression the candlelight was under. First it went dark, and then a strong wind blew, causing the lights all over the hall to flicker on and off. The hall was originally empty, and with all the windows and doors open, winds came from all directions and filled with strong winds. More than 600 ever-burning lamps suddenly went out, and the whole room was filled with smoke. But the hall was dark for a moment, and the candlelight swirled. It was lit again, and the light reappeared. If the room was not full, you could smell the smoke from the extinguished candle, and you would almost feel that what you just saw was an illusion.

"Is this our distinguished guest today?"

This tone of voice was lazy, but somehow it felt like it had a majesty that no one could contend with. Everyone followed the sound and looked around, almost thinking their eyes were dazzled. They didn't know when someone was lying on the rectangular couch in the middle of the hall. The man was lying comfortably on the couch, with a soft pillow on his back, and his posture was extremely casual, as if. He was lying deep inside the couch, his head and face hidden, and everyone could only see that he was wearing a black and white gauze robe. The couch was extremely long, but it was just right for this person to lie on, which showed that he was very tall. Far-

This man is so majestic!

This man came so quickly that no one present could clearly see how he walked into the hall and lay down on the couch.

The surprise was not over yet, a female voice like a silver bell sounded from the man's side.

"I don't think it's a big deal, but someone is so nervous. I don't know if they are hiding from someone.

On the couch, leaning next to the man, was a beautiful woman with unparalleled beauty. She was dressed in white and her skin color was not inferior to the snow. Her bright wrists protruding from the sleeves of her wide robe were gleaming with mutton fat. As moist as jade. She stretched out her snowy neck, revealing her slender beauty, and nestled beside the man, looking very intimate and as if there was no one else around. Likewise, no one saw clearly how she came to this man's side.

1. What a beautiful girl.

Ling Qing had waited until Lord Yeluo showed up and directly forced him to express his stance, but when he saw this stunning beauty, he couldn't help but lust after her, feeling a little distraught.

"This is the head of my family!

Hong Jiu shouted, and everyone knew that the real owner they were going to meet today had finally appeared.

Everyone recognized Lord Yeluo, but Master Xie was the only one who recognized the origin of that couch.

That bed

The couch is all bright yellow, which is the exclusive color of the imperial family. It's just that it has always been a common thing for Jianghu people to act arrogantly at home. Secondly, it is also a common thing. Since Mr. Xie is a member of the Qilin Guard, he does not think that this trivial matter can be a crime for the Lord of Yeluo Castle. However, the treasure couch was made of gold and jade, with a golden dragon flying on it. It was not an ordinary couch, but the royal couch placed by the previous emperor in the Forbidden City!

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Mr. Xie comes from the Xie family of the Wuyi Gang, one of the Seven Crowns of the White King, and is a child of a wealthy family. The two Wang and Xie families of the Wuyi Gang have been officials for many generations, and they were also recognized by numerous officials in the previous dynasty.

These living bandits!

It’s okay to see a guest who looks like a bandit. Does he know what he’s sleeping on?

Ming Feizhen was lying on the imperial couch, not paying attention to the commotion below. He supported his arm with one hand and held Ming Suwen in his right hand, as if the devil appeared and asked softly with his blood-red eyes closed.

"Why did you come to see me?'

His tone was slow, but it seemed to tighten everyone's thoughts. Several people from the Hangzhou Seven Heroes looked at me and I looked at you, but no one spoke. They came here to join hands with the Lord of Yeluo Castle to fight against the upcoming turmoil. However, this origin came from the words of the White King Seven Crowns, but no one dared to think this way. But to give in at this moment would be a disservice to the chivalrous reputation established in the past. Whoever says this will suffer the loss. So everyone gives in.

Ling Qingshu sneered and said nothing, looking at them with white eyes and disdain.

One of the Seven Heroes suddenly said: "Let me tell you.

The remaining six people all claimed to be good. Although I don't understand the danger of oppression at Lushan Sword View, this person can shoulder the responsibility of admitting defeat in this matter. Brother Tu Le said so.

"Brother Tea, you are a new member of the Seven Heroes. This sentence allows you to represent a short, fat man with dark skin and an unremarkable appearance.

The 'tea boy' responded with a 'hmm', and saw a handsome man walking out from between the stone tables. It has the flavor of a manly man.

I just looked at it for the first time, but I couldn't help but want to look at it a second time. Then I gradually realized that I was holding a seven or eight-year-old boy in my hand.

The short, fat man stepped out, and the three servants around him stepped out at the same time. He had taken this child with him when he first went up the mountain. Everyone guessed that it was because of the simple appearance of this countryman, and he actually felt a bit like visiting relatives in the countryside. It's just human nature.

A humble man came to have a son when he was old, and he couldn't bear to leave his son at home. He wanted to take his son with him wherever he went. Twenty years ago, he occupied Fangbao land in Hangzhou and started a tea business.

The short and fat man bowed and said: "I am a tea lord, I am from Peking.

Yiyi, being taken care of by friends in the world over the years, is still prospering.

"Your Excellency is the tea tycoon, the owner of Tea Lake Village?" The businessman is so simple. When the tea tycoon said this, he naturally did not forget his roots.

The name of the tea tycoon has shocked Jiangnan in recent years. It has become more than just a tea novel.

The tea tycoon responded with a 'yes' and said it. "

Ming Feizhen said slowly: "Since it's you who have something to do, just keep it as it is.

"Yes.t.

The tea tycoon suddenly raised his head, his simple and strong eyes revealed the warm feeling that Lord Yeluo was fearless, but only the people would ask for him.

"I'm doing this just because I want to know one thing. Rumors in the world

If you don’t do it, you won’t dare. I just want to know if this sentence is true, or if it is put backward and what is it called?’

Hong Jiu's eyes widened: "You are the one who farts! You are the boss of my family."

"This matter is so important that I have to ask." It's all nonsense, but if the people ask for it, I will definitely do it.

Ming Feizhen suddenly became interested and laughed: "What are you afraid of?"

Not afraid. Are you satisfied with this? "This child is not my son, but I picked him up from you."

The tea tycoon was silent for a while, then suddenly pointed at the boy beside him and said:

You are crazy! What are you going to do!"

The Seven Heroes of Hangzhou suddenly knew what he was going to say, and hurriedly stopped him: "Cha's mother and sister were tortured to death, and my father also died tragically.

"Three days ago, the child's parents and sister were broken into the house, and no one was allowed to bury them. I couldn't see through it, so I took them over to the front of my house. They looked miserable. After that, the murderer placed the bodies in the field, and there was no trace... But I saw this child, hiding in his house, three days and three nights, rice thick

Ming Feizhen said slowly: "Then why did you come to me?

"If I don't believe it, there is no justice in this world.

"Who is the murderer?"

"It's in the palace.

The tea tycoon gave a heavy slap, pointed his finger at the young man and shouted.

"The murderer is the second son of Lord Lingguan of Lushan Sword Temple - Ling Qing. The book is true!"

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