I promise

Chapter 63
The Nanshan School is not what it used to be, and the seats are relatively forward, and they are arranged at a few tables close to the main seat.

Sitting at the next table are Duan Tongtian, the head of the Kongquan Sect, Meng Xiaoran, the leader of the Yuqian Gang, Zhong Huai, the "Judge with the Iron Pen", Leng Jiangling, the "Gentleman's Sword", and Zao Wou-ki, the "Palm of the Mountain". All the prominent figures in the south of the Yangtze River have arrived.

Sitting at the table facing the main seat was an old man about 50 years old, with a good appearance and a dignified bearing. He was Qin Chuan, the head of the Yuezhou Qingcang School.

Liu Sutian and his wife Qin Yuemei are from the Qingcang sect, Liu Sutian and Qin Chuan have a fellowship, and Qin Chuan's sister is Qin Chuan's compatriot.

There was no one from Jiange, so all the heroes present naturally respected Qin Chuan.

The sound of horseshoes came from outside the door, and suddenly there was a loud shout: "The villain of the Ming Palace! Take your life—" The last word "lai" was dragged halfway, and then stopped abruptly.

There was a loud shout outside the door: "Brother Peng!"

"Yangru!"

"I fought with you!"

Hearing this voice, it should be that people from the Peng family in the south of Yangzhou City came to seek revenge.

As the cry of grabbing fell, there were several muffled groans and screams.

But with the effort of drinking saliva, no less than five or six people died outside the door.

The heroes trembled in their hearts, and were about to get up to see what happened, when they saw the sky darken at the gate of Dingfeng Tower, and two black figures, one tall and one short, walked in together.

Those who walk on the left are extremely popular.When striding in, all the heroes felt their eyes shake for a moment, and their minds were shaken by it.

After a little composure, he saw the man's appearance clearly.

The person who came was a young man about 23 or [-] years old, nine feet tall, black all over, bee waist and ape arms, and a strong physique.Under the black robe, Jinqiu's muscular lines are looming, exuding a daunting aura of domineering king.

Because the aura is too strong, it is very easy for people to overlook that this person's face is also extremely handsome.

The beauty of a man is inevitably feminine, but the beauty of this man is masculine, broad, and full of masculinity.

A pair of straight and well-proportioned long legs strode forward, with the wind blowing under their feet, as if they were walking like a dragon or a tiger.

Walking arm in arm with the man was a girl in Tsing Yi who looked about sixteen or seventeen years old.

The girl was slim and slender, she was already very tall among women, standing beside the man, she only reached his shoulders.

The eyebrows are like distant mountains, the eyes are as deep as a cold pool, it is Mu Dianke, the Fourth Miss Mu who fought Li Mubai at the Sword Drinking Terrace yesterday, and got Li Mubai to treat him with equal courtesy.

The two are dressed in the same attire, both in black clothes, with black ribbons to tie their hair.Walking side by side, complementing each other, the bright spring light outside the door is a bit dimmed.

A word popped out of everyone's minds at the same time: a match made in heaven!

Back then, at the martial arts competition in Chang'an City, when the rich and jade-like young master Jin Liu led the elf-like fourth lady to appear in the stands with Jin Zhenyue, all the heroes in the world also thought of this word.

In the past, a pair of golden boys and jade girls have grown up now.He lowered his eyebrows and raised his eyes, but he no longer had the radiant look of the past.

The audience sighed, and some people's eyes were wet.

Just when everyone was sighing with emotion, a man in gray clothes who was sitting not far from the door suddenly stood up and rushed towards Jin Yanchen and Mu Dianke.

A blue lilac flower shot out from the iron cylinder in the man's hand.

One split into two, two into four, two into four, four into eight... The sky was full of lilac flowers, and the poisonous petals shone with a bluish luster.

There was an exclamation in the restaurant, and someone with good eyesight had already called out: "Lilac after the rain!"

Tang Sect lore hidden weapon - lilac after the rain!
Those Jianghu people who are old with the Jin family picked up their swords and rushed towards the door: "Sixth son, get back quickly!"

Jin Yanchen did not retreat.

He didn't even look at the man.

A black folding fan suddenly unfolded behind Jin Yanchen.

Only then did everyone notice that there was a young man holding a folding fan behind Jin Yanchen and Mu Dianke.

The young man wears a jade crown and hair, long gown and cloth shoes. He is clearly dressed as a scholar, but the cold and murderous look in his eyes makes people shudder.

This person is the second lord of the Ming Palace, the "Poison Scholar" Wang Shusheng.

People who dare to call themselves saints are mostly arrogant people, and scholars are no exception.His brows and eyes are wild, with a sense of arrogance.

It's just that Jin Yanchen and Mu Dianke, who were walking in front, were so radiant that everyone at the scene ignored the existence of this person.

When the first "lilac after the rain" appeared, Wang Shusheng's figure moved.

The white-soled cloth shoes of the gangster stepped on the polished bricks, as if walking on water, indescribably light and casual.

With the wave of his palm, the black fan danced wantonly in the air, turning into an airtight black wall.

The sky is full of lilacs.But not a single flower passed through this solid wall and entered the side of Jin Yanchen and Mu Dianke.

All the lilacs are attached to that wall.

The pure black fan is dotted with blue dots, as if someone used blue paint to outline fine and dense crushed lilacs.

Li Wanqiu opened his eyes wide and said in surprise, "Huh? That man is so powerful. How did he do it? Why did all the poisonous needles get on the fan?"

Han Yiluo said indifferently, "That fan is made of magnets."

Li Shufang sighed: "There are indeed a large number of talents in the Ming Palace, and they even thought of this method."

Han Yiluo muttered in a low voice: "That's not because you are stupid..."

"What did you say?"

Li Wanqiu said with a sweet smile: "Father, senior brother said what the old man said is true."

Han Yiluo glanced at his junior sister gratefully, Li Wanqiu blinked and said in a low voice, "Next time, next time."

Han Yiluo had no intention of taking Li Wanqiu to escape with him next time. Seeing her being so attentive, it was rare for him to feel guilty at all.

The gray-clothed man missed the shot, and ran out the door. A red-tasseled spear pierced his chest and passed through his back.

Huo An pulled out his gun, turned around and retreated to the side of the gate, and respectfully said to the outside: "Elder."

Wang Shusheng retreated to the other side.

Qu Ya, dressed in blue, walked in with Xu Younan on the left and right.

There was only a sound of shouting in the field, and a strong-backed and middle-aged man jumped up, holding a long knife in his hand, stepped on the square table, and rushed towards Jin Yanchen and Mu Dianke.

Xu Younan smiled slightly, and with a flick of his finger, a plum blossom dart the size of a fingernail flew out, but it didn't bounce at the burly man, but at Leng Jiangling, the "Gentleman's Sword" not far from the chief seat. .

Everyone was surprised when they saw Leng Jiangling falling down with a dart in his eyebrows.A dagger infused with poison fell out of the sleeve.

It turned out that the man with the big knife was just a cover-up, and the real killing move was done by Leng Jiangling.

When everyone thought of Leng Jiangling's title of "Gentleman's Sword", they didn't know what to think for a while.

Qu Ya flickered, jumped behind Jin Yanchen, grabbed the big knife in the man's hand, and folded it forcefully, the big knife made of fine steel was actually broken in two by him.

As soon as Qu Ya raised his hand, he plunged the broken half of the knife into the man's chest, killing him with one blow, cleanly and neatly.

There was a sound of gasping for air.

Those who wanted to make trouble off the field, but hadn't had time to make a move, hid their weapons one after another, lest the torch-eyed beautiful elder would see them.

From the beginning to the end, Jin Yanchen and Mu Dianke, who were at the forefront, never even glanced at the assassins out of the corner of their eyes.

Jin Yanchen took Mu Dianke's hand, walked up to the main seat under the eyes of all the people in the room, cupped his hands and said in a deep voice: "I, Jin Yanchen, have long admired the names of the lords. Today, with my cousin Mu Dianke, I am here to meet all heroes , thank you all for coming.”

His voice was deep and deep, sonorous on the ground, with a sense of majesty, which made people feel surrendered involuntarily.

Everyone in the hall cupped their hands and said, "It's a pleasure to meet you."

"Happy to meet."

"Don't dare."

"It's my honor to invite you to a banquet with the Sixth Young Master."

An inappropriate voice came: "You say you are Jin Yanchen, what proof do you have?"

(End of this chapter)