Rebirth of the Poisonous Girl

In a blink of an eye, the day of the martial arts conference arrived.

It was not too early or too late for Qingyun and his party to arrive at the top of Danjing Mountain. At that time, the top of the mountain that could accommodate thousands of people was already crowded with people. However, Danjing Mountain was at a relatively high altitude, so only Jianghu sects and some powerful families participated, and none of the ordinary people were there. .

There are six tables and chairs on the empty seat facing the east, and there are also many tables and chairs on both sides of the lower head. Fresh seasonal fruits are placed on the table. It is obvious that the six tables and chairs in the main seat are for Linghu Changan and others. people, while the rest are specially prepared for people of status and fame.

Originally, Qing Yun and the others were not qualified to sit in those seats, but when everyone saw Mo Xuan next to her, they all took the initiative to give way to the avenue, which seemed to be a welcoming posture, and the few sitting in the seats The people on board also stood up one after another, and came forward with smiles all over their faces: "Mr. Mo, are you coming to the martial arts conference?"

Slightly nodding his head as a reply, Mo Xuan protected Qing Yun and went to a seat to sit down without showing any trace.

He doesn't bother to come here at all, if he has that time, he might as well spend more time with Xiyan, even if he just stays in the inn room and does nothing, but Xiyan has important things to do, so he naturally follows suit.

It's just that Xiyan warned him not to reveal her identity too early, so that he couldn't get too close to Xiyan as he wanted, and he was already very depressed, but these people still talked so nonsense, he was very impatient.

Seeing Mo Xuan's answer, everyone's expressions changed, and they looked at him full of frustration and hostility.

The reputation and prestige of being famous all over the world with Mr. Mo, even if Mr. Mo has no power to restrain a chicken, is enough to make them beyond their reach.

"I heard that Mr. Mo is in love with the nine princesses of today, why did he come to participate in this martial arts conference?"

"I heard that Mr. Mo has devoted himself to treating the cold poison of the ninth princess, and he has been around the nine princesses for more than a year. I never thought that Mr. Mo would come to participate in the martial arts conference. Could it be..."

"The Ninth Princess has a noble status. Even if Mr. Mo is a world-renowned genius doctor, he is just a commoner. Of course, the emperor does not agree with the Ninth Princess to marry."

"That's true. The nine princesses are magnificent and deeply respected and loved by the subjects. Who in the world can be worthy of the nine princesses?"

"If you want me to say that the emperor of Chu State is very handsome and the king of a country, he and the nine princesses are a couple made in heaven, and the marriage of the two countries is also considered a perfect match."

"Don't talk nonsense! The Ninth Princess and Mr. Mo worked together to resolve the food shortage in the north and quell the civil strife. Mr. Mo once admitted in public that he and the Ninth Princess were in love with each other, and the Ninth Princess also acquiesced. In the ears of the princess and Mr. Mo, be careful that your life will be lost!"

Hearing the man's warning, the people who had been discussing in low voices just now dared not speak anymore. Thinking of Mo Xuan's seemingly gentle, but actually ruthless temperament and methods, everyone was terrified and fell silent.

Looking at Qingyun and Mo Xuan with calm faces, and looking at those people, Nangong Junfei and Xiamen Sanjie shook their heads to mourn for them, how dare they arrange for Mr. Mo, Mr. Mo didn't kill you, Nangong family and Xiamen All for you.

Sensing the chilly hostility from Mo Xuan beside him, Qingyun tightly clenched his hand, signaling that he doesn't need to worry about it.

"I am fine."

The slightly callused big hand held Qingyun delicate and soft catkins, Mo Xuan comforted her with a secret voice, and then glanced at those nonsense people's eyes were extremely cold and hazy, as if there was an invisible bone-biting chill, which made those people inexplicable The whole body trembled.

But Chu Yunyi is happy physically and mentally. After all, in the minds of those people, and even the whole world, he and Xiaoyun are a couple made in heaven, and this really speaks to his heart.

"I don't know if the person Linghu Chang'an likes is among them?" Qingyun lightly glanced over the few people who had already arrived and sat in their seats.

Two of them were Xiao Yuming, the second son of the Marquis of Zhennan who was arranged by her father to accompany her, but Pu Jiyong, the second son of General Zhaowu, and Halbala, the king of Xuan County, and Liang Guoan. She didn't know Hang Tianli, the eldest son of the Duke's Mansion, Dong Cheng, the young master of the Marquis of Changping in Chu State, and the rest, but she knew their identities by looking at their clothes and temperament.

It seems that Linghu Chang'an is really not easy to invite so many rich and powerful children to join him.

Under the cover of the wide and long sleeves, Mo Xuan's thumb balls twitched in Qingyun's palm intentionally or unintentionally, and saw a faint flush behind Qingyun's ears, and a fox-like color flashed in the bewitching eyes. Yin said: "In my opinion, Linghu Chang'an's favorite person is not among them."

"How to say?" The tingling sensation coming from the palm of Qingyun's body and mind caused Qingyun's involuntary palpitations, and she wanted to pull out her hand, but Mo Xuan couldn't break free, so she had no choice but to give up. He glared at him fiercely, motioning him to pay attention to the situation.

As if he didn't see Qingyun's warning eyes, Mo Xuan's face was serious, and he glanced at Chu Yunyi who was sitting on Qingyun's right, the meaning was self-evident.

Qingyun's eyes flickered.

The day before yesterday, Yun Yi did receive an invitation letter sent by Linghu Changan to the Chu Palace, and then sent by the secret guard. On the shiny golden post, Yun Yi was sincerely invited to appreciate this martial arts conference. And according to the Dark Ten Secret Report, Fifth Brother and Liang Siyuan also received such a post, but Fifth Brother and Liang Siyuan simply ignored it.

"This Linghu Chang'an is taking himself too seriously. Do you think that the young talents in the world are left for him to choose?"

"Don't worry, whether it's Fifth Brother, or Chu Yunyi and Liang Siyuan, they all disdain Linghu Chang'an's actions, let alone his daughter."

Qingyun deeply agrees, for one thing, his father and the subjects of Chu and Liang will not agree to marry Linghu Changan, after all Linghu Changan is just a scumbag, even if his wealth is immeasurable, even if his daughter is not beautiful Ordinary, it may not be able to catch the eyes of the father and the subjects of the two countries; secondly, the fifth brother already has his own heart, and Yun Yi and Liang Siyuan are the kings of a country, and they will definitely not marry the daughter of Linghu Chang'an.

"If I were Linghu Chang'an, I would only keep a low profile and find a husband who was well-matched and capable and reliable for my daughter. Now, through the martial arts conference, I openly choose a son-in-law, but I still have my own wishful thinking, and I am not afraid of offending young talents in the whole world." Jun, does it even damage his daughter's reputation?"

Thinking back to when the Master Yuzhuang set up a ring for Peiyao to recruit relatives, he was aboveboard, and the Master Yuzhuang was upright, forthright and generous, he had no desire to cling to the rich and powerful, and only cared about his daughter's happiness. Don't.

Drinking tea casually, Mo Xuan said meaningfully: "Based on what I know about Linghu Chang'an, he would never be so blatant. I think he was ordered by the people behind him. They must have other motives for doing this; There is a possibility that Linghu Chang'an can't bear the manipulation of the people behind the scenes, and he wants to find someone with powerful power to rely on, so as to completely get rid of the coercion."

"Whether he has ulterior motives or wants to get rid of the coercion completely, based on what he has done for so many years, I can't keep him!"

"Young lady is right, the scourge like Linghu Chang'an can be eradicated as soon as possible, and you can worry about it. My husband must fully cooperate with my lady's actions!"

She rolled her eyes coquettishly and cast a lustful glance at Mo Xuan, Qingyun was already immune to his sweet talk anytime and anywhere.

"Master Linghu has arrived...Miss Linghu has arrived..."

A high-pitched communication interrupted the communication between Qingyun and Mo Xuan, and it also resounded throughout the audience, but Xiao Yuming and the others all lowered their faces. They were either the children of the rich and powerful, or the well-known figures in the Jianghu. Have you ever condescended to wait for others?

Not long after, a middle-aged man in his 40s and a young woman walked slowly through the passage that everyone voluntarily gave way to.

The middle-aged man was tall and slender, with a rough face, a straight nose, and a thick beard on his lips. He was wearing a dark blue brocade robe. The eyes reveal the ruthless nature of the heart.

And the woman's long hair like black ink hangs straight down to her waist, and a few pearl hairpins are pinned to her bun, shining dazzlingly in the sunlight. Her crescent eyebrows are lightly swept away, her skin is as soft and greasy as gentle jade, and her small cherry mouth is red without spots. The big watery eyes are full of brilliance between looking around, and she is wearing a light yellow water cloud satin dress embroidered with blooming peonies, covered with a transparent hibiscus gauze, which makes the whole person look graceful and graceful like a fairy in a painting.

Behind the two are the abbot of the Longyun Temple in cassock, Master Mingyin, an eminent monk, the Taoist priest Pu Shan, who is of immortal demeanor, and a young man in his 30s, dressed in blue cloth, but with a dignified demeanor.

"I didn't expect him to come too." Mo Xuan frowned.

"Who is he?" Master Mingyin and Taoist Pushan Qingyun both knew each other, so they naturally understood that Mo Xuan was referring to the young man.

"He is Ye Youlan, the owner of the Hades Pavilion." Mo Xuan whispered to Qingyun, "The Hades Pavilion is an organization of killers, and Ye Youlan's martial arts are unfathomable and both good and evil, so people in the world respect him." He is also afraid of him, but he has never participated in martial arts competitions, so he never thought that Linghu Chang'an could invite him."

"That depends on what benefits Linghu Chang'an promised him? Or what purpose does he have to make an exception to participate in the martial arts conference?"

"It's not necessarily good, I'm afraid he came for me."

"Oh?"

"It's a long story, I'll tell you later." The wry smile on the corner of Mo Xuan's lips was fleeting: "Xiyan, look at that person."

For some reason, Qingyun had a hunch that this matter had something to do with her, but she didn't ask, but followed his gaze, and saw an old man in sixties walking on the left side of the middle-aged man, that is, Linghu Chang'an, The appearance is not outstanding, and the clothes are extremely ordinary, just those eyes. . . . . .

Qingyun and Mo Xuan glanced at each other, both of them had suspicion and vigilance in their eyes: why is he here?Judging from Linghu Changan's respectful and cautious attitude towards him, it could be two people. . . . . .It seems that Linghu Chang'an really has ulterior motives!