Absolute Love Concubine Leng-My wife

Chapter 52

There was a heavy sound of "bang", and everyone opened their eyes to see that the man was thrown out by Fu Jinglin with a single hand, and fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment. The flowing movements, the hair on the temples lifted by the breeze, brought out the bleakness of autumn, but not decadent, adding a touch of strange beauty to him for no reason.

Everyone was a little crazy, this young man is not only handsome in kung fu, but also looks very good.

"Okay", I don't know who made the voice first, followed by a series of applause, and everyone applauded and cheered excitedly.

The young man just stood quietly on the high platform, and no one could see his expression, only a pair of gold-dotted ice silk silk boots under the blown blue robes, the sunlight shining on them reflected the dazzling of light.

"Ah, I see, he is the Young Palace Master of Yutan Palace."Someone in the crowd suddenly said loudly.

The Young Palace Master of Yutan Palace, everyone was still a little puzzled, but they immediately understood that the Young Palace Master of Yutan Palace, Fu Jinglin, who was known as the most beautiful man in the martial arts, everyone just listened to the most beautiful man in the martial arts world. I have said it, but I have never seen it before. I wiped my eyes curiously again, and everyone's eyes fell on the blue-clothed boy on the high platform.

Fengshen is handsome and handsome, as beautiful as an ant god, with a cool and handsome temperament all over his body, he is really a young man in his prime.

Everyone sighed and praised from the bottom of their hearts. They really liked the famous people in the world who had never heard of their voices, not to mention being so powerful.

"Hmph, I don't know what to pretend, what is there to pretend."With a cold, mocking voice, the next moment, a man dressed as a Taoist priest appeared in the crowd, with an ordinary appearance, but full of fierceness.

The man jumped onto the high platform, lightly held the whisk in his hand, squinted at the blue-clothed boy opposite him, and snorted coldly from his nostrils.

"Who is this person?"Someone below began to mutter in a low voice.

"Mountain City School Zou Yi".The whisk swept by, and the man spoke coldly and arrogantly.

"Ah, it turns out to be Zou Yi, the cold-faced star king."The acquaintance said in surprise.

By the way, Zou Yi is quite famous in the Jianghu. When the head of the Shancheng faction of the previous generation was alive, he was appointed as the head of the next generation. Unfortunately, because of the civil strife in the Shancheng faction, he was expelled from the school. , ten years later, that is, after the current head Shi Guang took office, he returned to the teacher's school. Unfortunately, things have changed, and he is no longer the cold-faced star king who used to be beautiful. At this time, Zou Yi is about thirty. Next year, although he looked neat and energetic, he was cold and gloomy.

Shi Guang turned his head and looked at Fu Qing, who was beside him with a serious face. There was a cold smile on the wrinkled old face. Fu Qing kept watching the situation on the stage and didn't notice. Ouyang Lie covered the sun with his hand, and his eyes under the shadow , full of smiles.

Holding the sword in his left hand, Fu Jinglin slowly raised his head behind his right hand, looking at Zou Yi in front of him.His eyes were clear and transparent, but there was an inexplicable chill permeating his body. Suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, Zou Yi swung the whisk with his left hand, and his right hand moved at the same time as his footsteps, sweeping toward Fu Jinglin like a gust of wind.

Everyone was worried for Fu Jinglin. He was a 20-year-old boy, and Zou Yi was a half-senior who had been around for dozens of years. So, could Fu Jinglin beat Zou Yi?
And their worries are obviously superfluous. Yutan Palace is the leading sect in the Jianghu, and Fu Jinglin, as the young palace master, is obviously not weak. After dozens of rounds, Zou Yi is obviously at a disadvantage. It became difficult to walk, and finally, Zou Yi was kicked off the high platform under the dense sword flowers.

The boy stood calmly, neither panting nor tired.

Everyone was in an uproar. They had expected that Fu Jinglin's kung fu was not weak, but they didn't expect that even Zou Yi could easily defeat him.

Shi Guang's face was livid, but he happened to catch a glimpse of Fu Qing's face that seemed to be smiling but not a smiling face, and his breath froze in his heart, and his face turned into a liver color.

"Oh, brother Shi Guang, what's wrong with you."Fu Qing squinted at him and said, Shi Guang clearly saw the shadow of schadenfreude in his eyes, but Naihe caught his breath at the throat, he couldn't say a word, he could only stare dryly, expressing his anger with his eyes .

"It seems that a hero is born in a young age. It is really rare for Jinglin Shaoxia to have such good fortune in martial arts at a young age."Huo Dongqing walked to the high platform from below, stood beside Fu Jinglin and nodded.

"Uncle Ho's too much."Fu Jinglin Changjian clasped his fists and said.

"Good, good, humble and courteous, Palace Master Fu really has a good son." Huo Dongqing smiled and said to Fu Qing, Fu Qing stood up and nodded with a red face, a wrinkled old face just smiled Squeeze out the deep ravine, no matter how you look at it, how old it is.

Fu Jinglin just stood quietly beside Huo Dongqing, with a tall figure and a handsome face. His blue robe was lightly curled and fluttering. He stood silently, but there was a coldness in his eyes as he nodded, and there was a trace of being deeply buried. disgust.

Well, not bad Huo Dongqing nodded in satisfaction, neither arrogant nor impetuous, he is a good seedling.

"Who else wants to fight?"

Everyone looked at me, and I hesitated when I looked at you.

"If no one comes up to fight, then Fu Shaoxia will be the leader of the martial arts alliance."Huo Dongqing looked at the people below and said loudly.

Fan Yutian, the patriarch of the Duoluo tribe, and Cheng Yang, the helper of the Killing Heaven Gang, looked at each other and smiled, and they all saw the same meaning in each other's eyes, but Ouyang Lie just sat quietly, with his eyes slightly closed, and looked leisurely, as if something happened. Nothing to do with myself, but waiting for something.

"My lord, do you think the leader of the martial arts alliance will really be this young Mr. Fu?"Hao Xuan asked curiously.

Hao Xuan turned his head to look, but saw that his lord didn't hear what he said at all, and scratched his head in frustration, but saw the lord's eyes darting around the entire venue, his elegant brows were slightly wrinkled, and the sun was shining brightly on his skin , refracted the crystal light, fine beads of sweat rolled down from his forehead, but the young man just pursed his lips tightly, his eyes were as stubborn as the sea.

The breeze swayed slightly, and the fragrance of flowers filled the world. It seemed that the person in his memory came singing, shattered time and space, and walked slowly towards him. His heart hurt suddenly, but Mu Nanfeng just gritted his teeth tightly and looked at the sky , as white as cotton wadding, white without any impurities, like the sky that year.

The next moment, everyone saw a woman in white descending from the sky and slowly landed on the high platform. The raised hem of the huge dress was like a piece of silk, which dazzled everyone. The woman turned around sharply, her sleeves fluttering in the air. Take off with a flying arc.

(End of this chapter)