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Chapter 137 Returning to the world [The fourth root! Please vote! 】

Zhuo Beibei walked on the front foot, and Gu Jin finally came back on the back foot.

"On a rainy day, Zhen Ji was in a bad mood and refused to eat. She had to persuade her for a long time."

"That's it..."

Well, the little mare is actually in good shape, no wonder it took Gu Jin so long to come back.

"Fortunately, the porridge is thick enough and still hot. Eat it quickly. It's delicious."

Qin Lang brought the porridge bowl to Gu Jin, then took a towel and wiped the rainwater from her hair and body, which soon made Gu Jin feel a little embarrassed.

"Qin Lang, don't be like this..."

"?"

Qin Lang looked at the towel in his hand in confusion:
  "What's the matter?"

"You...how can you, a man...serve me like this..."

"Harmful!"

Qin Lang sneered:
  "What kind of service is this? Male and female friends should care about each other."

"..."

Gu Jin's ears turned pink. Although it felt good to be cared for by her boyfriend, she was still not used to it. Qin Lang calmly comforted her:
  "You, if you feel uncomfortable being served by me, at worst you can come back when you serve me again."

"Hmph...who wants to serve you..."

Gu Jin is an assassin, not a maid. She is not used to being served by others, and she does not know how to serve others.

At least that's the case for now, so he gave Qin Lang a slightly angry look and subconsciously said:

"If you want, just ask your wife to take care of you from now on..."

"..."

"!"

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, Gu Jin immediately realized that "Madam" was beside her.

Although this lady is not that lady, and the second lady is not the eldest lady, they are both wives. It is easy for her to have ambiguity in her words, so she quickly added:
  "I'm talking about the princess's wife, Qin Lang, don't think too much."

"?"

Qin Langxin said nonsense, what other kind of wife could he have besides the princess's wife?
  ……

Afterwards, the three of them formally had breakfast together, and Su Yupan asked a question about yesterday's arena. In fact, it was also a question that Miss Sumire cared about.

"Qin Lang, what kind of martial arts was the last move you used to defeat Wang Liu?"

"that."

Qin Lang thought for a while:
  "That one is called "Great Smart Kung Fu"."

"..."

What the hell is that name? Su Yupan almost choked:
  "Great cleverness?"

"Correct."

"Is it also taught by your senior sister?"

"Ah."

"..."

After hearing that "Great Smart Skill" was taught to Qin Lang by Mu Xuanli, Su Yupan's eyes immediately flashed a hint of "no wonder".

Such a casual name... is really her style...

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At the same time, by the West Lake.

In the rain and fog, a six-story pavilion stood by the lake. On the first floor of the pavilion, three Chinese characters "Juxian Pavilion" with flying dragons and phoenixes were faintly visible.

Since the vicinity of Juxian Pavilion was designated as the boundary of the prefecture government office, this ancient pavilion has also been used for official book collection, and has become more and more mysterious year by year.

At this moment, the second floor of the Juxian Hall was filled with incense and candles. Two people were sitting opposite each other in front of a table. One of them was Wang Liu, a middle-aged man in brown robe who was fighting with Qin Lang, but the person on the other side was wrapped in a black robe. He couldn't see his appearance clearly, but his old age could only be heard in his voice:
  "Are you really talking about the Da Tong Ming Xuan Gong?"

"Nine out of ten!"

Wang Liu narrowed his eyes and looked at the old man in black robe with a solemn tone:

"At least from what I've seen, I can't think of any other martial arts in the world that is so similar to it."

"Hmm...cough cough cough..."

The old man in black robe seemed to be in poor health. After dry coughing for a while, he picked up the teapot next to him and poured out a wisp of bright red liquid. Wang Liu frowned and showed unabashed disdain in his eyes.

The old man in black robe didn't care about his attitude at all, and continued on his own:
  "Da Tong Ming Xuan Gong... is the immortal magical power of the Xiaoyao Sect. According to you, that boy named Qin is a remnant of the Xiaoyao Sect?"

"Nine out of ten!"

"Nine times out of ten again..."

The old man sneered:
  "Don't be surprised by something you're not sure about."

"But even if we are not completely sure, this matter is related to the descendants of the Old Sixth Sect!"

Wang Liuyi clenched his fist:

"Don't you understand the significance of this?"

"What's the priority? Haha, I understand better than you. Everything has its own priority. Why didn't you stay on the fourth floor reading today just to talk to Mr. Hong about this matter? It just so happened that I had more important things to do, and I also wanted to talk to Mr. Hong. Let’s chat.”      More important things?

Wang Liu was stunned. For a moment, he really couldn't think of anything more important than "the suspected descendant of Xiaoyao Sect".

"The Xiaoyao Sect was mysterious and powerful at first, but its style of doing things was comparable to that of Zenzhen Temple Wuliangshan. Few members of the sect were born. Even when they died, they died in silence. They had no fight with the world and were harmless to others. Back then, the late emperor suppressed the barbarians and ruled the country. I couldn't find a suitable excuse for it... Such a sect, even if some so-called successor is born, has no intention of causing any turmoil in the world."

"But…"

"Have you ever found someone to keep an eye on that Young Master Qin?"

"I looked for him right away, but those people who followed him soon lost all of them, and their memory was also confused..."

……

In fact, this situation was not due to Qin Lang's own ability.

It's just that Wang Liu had already failed to follow and follow him at that time, and he didn't even know the existence of the other people around Qin Lang.

……

"If someone has such ability, they still don't want to cause trouble for you. Why are you anxious?"

The old man in black robe sneered:
  "I said, I have more important things to do than the Xiaoyao Sect."

Wang Liu was impatient and wanted to punch Lao Deng:
  "If you want to say it, just say it and don't sell it. Won't you say the same thing when Mr. Hong comes back?"

"Hehehe...Okay, I will tell you then."

The old man in black robe laughed strangely:

"Compared to your elusive descendant of the Xiaoyao Sect, I can tell you with certainty that Star Zhailing Tower! has reappeared in the world!"

"what?!"

Wang Liu was shocked:

"One sword can pick out stars, one sword can cut out the moon... Is this the star-catching tower who was once crowned the best demon sword in the world?!"

"Exactly!"

The old man in black robe lifted his hood, and the face revealed was the "vampire monster" that Qin Lang had beheaded in the wild boar forest before and pretended to be dead to escape.

"Mr. Wei."

Wang Liuyi cupped his fists and said half-believingly:

"Although I don't have much confidence in the successor of the Xiaoyao Sect, Mr. Wei, why do you believe that Zhaixinglou, who is also from the Old Sixth Sect, will reappear in the world?"

"nonsense!"

The old man in black robe exposed his severed arm and then his neck:

"If it weren't for the immortal power that saved my life, I would have almost been beheaded by the "Star Reaching Knife" and died in the Wild Boar Forest! You just read about the "Da Tong Ming Xuan Gong" in a book, but I saw it with my own eyes in the arena back then. After watching "The Star Reacher" and experiencing it myself this time, I can't go wrong!"

……

While the two were talking, suddenly a series of strange footsteps came slowly, and they both stood up at the same time, with respectful expressions on their faces.

"Mr. Hong..."

"Well...I heard yelling as soon as I came back..."

As the smell of alcohol filled the air, a ragged figure limped in from outside the second floor of Juxian Hall.

If Qin Lang were here, he would be able to recognize it at a glance. This is the beggar who dropped the [Ju Xian] sign!
  "Mr. Hong, you are finally back."

The beggar put his hands behind his back and stood on the corridor staring at the West Lake. Wang Liu quickly said behind him:
  "Mr. Hong, I have something important to tell you. One of the old six sects, the Xiaoyao sect, seems to have a successor."

"..."

The beggar frowned slightly when he heard this but said nothing.

"It seems! It still seems!"

The old man in black robe also immediately followed and said:
  "Mr. Hong, this guy is unreliable, but I can truly confirm that the legendary Star Reaching Tower has now reappeared in the world!"

"..."

Hearing what Lao Deng said, the beggar still said nothing, but his brows furrowed deeper.

After a long time, he snorted coldly after letting out a long sigh.

"Humph, Xiaoyao Sect? Star-Zhailing Tower? What is this..."

"?"

"?"

Wang Liu and Lao Deng couldn't help but look at each other.

What does this mean?
  These two pieces of news, if released casually, are enough to cause the world to boil. Why does Mr. Hong think it is nothing?
  When the two of them were confused, little did they know that the beggar's mind was repeatedly replaying the young man driving a carriage he met on the road that day.

"I came back this time with some news..."

After pondering for a long time, the beggar finally spoke in a deep voice:
  "The former leader of the six sects and the most insane sect in the world, Longding Villa, has returned to the world..."

"what?!"

"what?!"

……

(End of this chapter)