Fairies Are Fierce

Chapter 148 Children of the Jianghu

The wind rolled the raindrops and hit the windows carved with auspicious cloud patterns, making the room even more quiet.

The room is similar to the cabin of a flower boat. It is not too big. It is fully equipped with a soft bed, a tea table, a chess board, and a piano stand. A warm yellow orb hangs on the top.

Shangguan Lingye is wearing a golden phoenix skirt, leaning on the carved sofa, with a charming face and calm eyebrows, gorgeous and noble; but if you don't look at the expression, just look at the curvy figure and lazy posture , staying in this room with soft light, is a bit like a boudoir beauty who lacks the nourishment of a man in the courtyard of a deep house and can only entertain herself with her cat in her arms.

In front of Shangguan Lingye, there was a water curtain floating - a man and a woman in the water curtain were walking out of the cave together.

From the Tiandun card in the Tiezhu Mansion at hand, Situ's shocking and slightly excited voice came out:

"It's no wonder he is my Qingkui. Look at his reaction, skill, and courage. He pinned his white jade-armed Xu Mo to the ground and hugged his head to admit defeat. It really makes my ancestor proud..."

When Shangguan Lingye heard these words, there was no look of "prosperity" in his clear eyes.

She brought Zuo Lingquan out to catch ghosts, so that Zuo Lingquan could not do anything, and asked the ancestor to come to the rescue. Xu Mo, who had never thought of Fulong Mountain, also heard the news and ran to Dahuangling.

Fulongshan is an expert in subjugating demons and demons. Qing Kui, the head of the family, made a move, and he can easily catch a little ghost with his hands.

In order to achieve his goal, Shangguan Lingye deliberately misled Xu Mo to find the wrong place, so that he and Zuo Lingquan collided head-on and fought each other.

The result was good, the dignified young dragon ranked eighth, without saying a word, was pushed into the pool by Zuo Lingquan, and raised his hand to admit defeat.

In this way, the ancestor must be having fun secretly on the top of the mountain, and will not show up again.

Shangguan Lingye miscalculated and was not in a good mood. He sighed faintly and said:

"The Dragon Prisoning Formation is a secret that is not told in Fulong Mountain. Xu Mo thought he was from the same sect at first and did not kill anyone. However, when the Demon Sealing Sword Formation came out, he guessed Zuo Lingquan's identity and did not know how to fight with his life, so he admitted defeat. This is when he guessed Zuo Lingquan's identity. The battle is unwinnable.”

"How can we not win? They are both Qingkui. The sixth level is against the second level. Dantian Qi Sea is not of the same scale. Xu Mo was frightened by my young master's Sword Intent and raised his hands to admit defeat. That means he lost."

"Xu Mo thought that Zuo Lingquan was going to fight for his life and didn't want to engage in unnecessary disputes."

"This is how I, a monk of the Tiedong Mansion, are always like this. If I advance without retreating, I will die if I don't fight. How can I be called the Qingkui of the Iron Manor Mansion if I dare not risk my life? Xu Mo will lose if he is cowardly. If he also dares to fight...then my young master will die a heroic death. !"

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Shangguan Lingye was too lazy to pay attention to these two idiots. After raising his hand and waving lightly, he picked up the white cat from the side and gently stroked its fur.

From the Tiandun tablet next to him, Situ's shocked and confused voice immediately came:

"Eh? Uncle Master, why don't you let me see it? I also want to see how the young palace master traces the source. There are so many skeletons hidden under Dahuang Ridge, I'm afraid there is a big case hidden..."

"Honestly check the whereabouts of Wu Zunyi."

"Uncle Master, how can we find this? Just a name and no other information. Looking for a monk from thirty years ago in the entire nine sects. The stack of files is higher than Mount Yinheng. It makes my head spin. Two laps, or you can do it, Uncle Master."

"How do you want me to find it? I have to do what I promised myself."

After finishing speaking, Shangguan Lingye put away his sky shield and continued to look at the water curtain in front of him...

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The heavy rain continued in the mountains.

After Zuo Lingquan and Jiang Yi walked out of the cave, they ran northward along the mountains for more than ten miles. They didn't stop in a hidden wood until they were sure no one was following them.

Just now, she was unprepared and encountered lonely ghosts and tyrannical monks one after another. The experience was not without danger. After Jiang Yi ran to a safe area, her heart was still beating, and her fingers were intertwined with Zuo Lingquan's, and she still had lingering fears. typical:

"Fortunately, that person thought you were Shangguan Jiulong, otherwise we both would have to explain ourselves in the cave..."

Zuo Lingquan's face was quite calm, and he lifted up his raincoat to cover Jiang Yi's head:

"That Xu Mo just now is not a vicious person, and now that I think about it, he is not in any danger."

"Now that I think about it, it's not dangerous, but I didn't know your identities just now, you just raised your hands and risked your life, so two towers so big, smashing directly on people's heads, almost scared me to death."

"Jiji~"

Tuanzi, who was squatting on Jiang Yi's shoulder, also nodded, obviously shocked by the scene of the two people fighting.

Zuo Lingquan also didn't expect that Xu Mo would imprison the dragon formation. He was shocked at that time and said with a smile:

"I was also taken aback, but at least I was more courageous, and my bluff frightened him, so it's fine."

Jiang Yi patted her bulging chest, temporarily suppressed her emotions, and said:

"It's agreed to take a case that I can handle. What is it? You can't handle it, and let me handle it..."

Speaking of this, Zuo Lingquan also felt wrong, frowned and said:

"I took a case at the 'D' level. It stands to reason that Linggu can handle it in the early stage, and it will be safe. Who knows that the news error is so big. I said 'the beast is making trouble', and when I came here, I met an unjust dead ghost. There is a Qingkui blocking the lair, it feels like targeting me specifically."

"The yamen of the Dayan Dynasty is not reliable at all. If I were in charge of hunting down demons, the news would be so wrong that I would have to deduct half a year's salary from them..."

Jiang Yi huddled in Zuo Lingquan's arms, complained a few words, then looked left and right:

"What should we do now? Continue to investigate. If that Xu Mo finds him, we will definitely not be able to defeat him; if we leave it alone, it seems wrong..."

Zuo Lingquan pondered for a while, took out the Tiandun card from his bosom, and poured it into True Qi.

Zuo Lingquan registered with the Monster Demon Division, so he naturally left his contact information. He waited for a while, and Situ's shocking voice came from inside:

"Hey~ Mr. Zuo, do you need me for something?"

Zuo Lingquan was actually a little angry, but he suppressed it after thinking about it, and calmly said:

"Brother Shock, the dossier you gave me has a big error. I searched all over the mountains and plains for ferocious beasts, but I bumped into a wild ghost, which almost scared me to death."

"Really? I'm really sorry, this job was assigned by the empress dowager, I don't know anything about it, why don't I ask the empress dowager and let her explain to you?"

Zuo Lingquan hurriedly stopped him; "Don't disturb the empress dowager, the little ghost is almost done, but just now I accidentally bumped into Xu Mo, the leader of Fulong Mountain, and there was a little conflict..."

"Understood, the Demon Suppressor has special privileges, and all sects will show face. I'll just say hello to Fulong Mountain, and Mr. Zuo can do things with peace of mind."

Zuo Lingquan and Jiang Yi were completely relieved when they heard this.

"Then thank you Brother Shock."

"Young Master Zuo is doing things for the Anti-Monster Division. These are all part of your duties. There is no need to say thank you."

"By the way, the case in Dahuang Ridge seems to be more complicated. A cave was found inside the mountain..."

Zuo Lingquan briefly explained what he had just witnessed and asked:

"...I don't know where the source of that underground river is. I don't know the art of Feng Shui and can't see the water veins here. Is there anything I can do, Brother Shock?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the Tiandun card, and then there was a response:

"Under normal circumstances, the Ming River and the Underground River have the same direction, and they can throw corpses and wash them away. The source must be on the surface, and the water flow is relatively large, and most of them are located at high places. You can go up the river and find such places, and you should be able to turn up."

"Thanks."

"There's nothing to be thankful for. If the news is wrong and the errands are overfulfilled, the demon hunter will increase the remuneration as appropriate. Mr. Zuo can do things at ease, and you can come to me anytime if you have anything to do."

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After some questioning, the light from the Tiandun card disappeared.

Jiang Yi breathed a sigh of relief, and looked around the surrounding mountains:

"I don't even have an accurate map, how can I find it?"

Zuo Lingquan had just beaten Xu Mo, and the True Qi in his body had bottomed out. He could not trace it at this time, so he pulled Jiang Yi away from the mountain:

"Find a place to stay first. I have to fill up the Qi Sea. Let's track it down tomorrow."

Seeing this, Jiang Yi didn't say much and followed Zuo Lingquan. Thinking about it, she felt drained:

"This trip is not worth it. The four talismans are worth dozens of white jade bahts. You can fill up the True Qi and get hundreds of white jade bahts. Just now, you used more than a hundred for the sword formation... By the way, the method of setting up the formation Is the sword undrawn?"

Zuo Lingquan spread his hands: "The sword is stuck on the roof of the cave. I am an imposing iron mansion, Shangguan Jiulong. My family is a gold mine owner. I climbed the wall to draw a sword for a few scraps of copper and rotten iron. Xu Mo saw that I didn't reveal my secrets?"

"Those are all Law Weapons. A handful of more than a hundred white jade baht, nine handfuls is worth a thousand. The reward for this trip is only two hundred white jade baht..."

Zuo Lingquan was actually in pain, shaking his head and saying:

"Just sneak back and pull it out in a few days. I don't believe Qing Kui from Fulong Mountain can pick up the Law Weapon that other Qing Kui abandoned."

"That's still a loss. The actual cost alone is two or three hundred, and I can't tell how much it will cost if I continue to check. Why is it so expensive for monks to fight? It's a few hundred white jade bahts for just raising your hand, which is the same as throwing money at people. "

"So most monks won't do it easily, and it must be profitable."

Zuo Lingquan sighed: "It's about hundreds of lives. If we can solve this matter, it's worth a few hundred white jade baht. At least it will benefit the people and accumulate virtue."

Jiang Yi didn't say that she couldn't solve the problem, she just felt that she was losing blood. She frowned and said:

"Anyway, when you come out this time, you have to find a way to earn fairy money. If you go out with Tang Jingxun, you will earn a lot of money. If you go out with me, you will lose all your pants. How can I be the master in the future? Go back I don’t even have the nerve to raise my head, so I’ll just call Tang Jingxuan sister from now on..."

"grumble."

Tuanzi nodded, as if he meant to say, "You're smart."

As a result, the dumpling left the warm shoulders and was thrown into the sky and flew away in the rain.

Zuo Lingquan was a little amused, leaned over and kissed Jiang Yi's face:

"Okay, okay, I just want to find a way to make money."

"Hmph...at least I have to protect my capital, otherwise I would have the nerve to go home..."

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According to the brief information provided by Xu Mo, the underground river leads to the northwest, which is the direction of the county.

Zuo Lingquan took Jiang Yi out of the barren mountains and ridges, and swam upstream along the Shanling River. They first found a small town along the river.

There is a great potential risk of depletion of spiritual energy when going out, Zuo Lingquan closed the doors and windows tightly after settling in the inn, ate a 'Qi Condensation Dan' that speeds up the speed of Qi Condensation, and began to sit cross-legged on Qi Refining.

When Qi Refining is focused, the perception of the outside world will be weakened. For safety reasons, Jiang Yi did not practice, and helped protect the road by the side; Standing sentry in the heavy rain at the top sounds pitiful.

Meditating with Qi Refining is very boring, and Jiang Yi doesn't dare to think about it and get distracted. Whenever the spiritual energy in the room is exhausted, she has to crush a few white jade bahts to replenish it; Jiang Yi was already physically and mentally exhausted, and Qi Refining Liuzhong couldn't sleep without rest. It can be said that she was struggling to take care of her by the side. In the middle of the night, she even had to pinch her legs fiercely to stay awake.

Fortunately, the night was uneventful.

Zuo Lingquan Qi Refining, relying on the sufficient spiritual energy provided by Qi Condensation Dan and Bai Yuzhu to fill up the meridian of the Qi House, although swallowing dates is not very pure, but it is enough.

The sky was getting brighter outside the window, and the rain had subsided a bit, turning into a light drizzle.

Zuo Lingquan opened his eyes and looked at Jiang Yi next to him.

Jiang Yi was sitting next to her, with the sword and red lady on her lap, her expression was calm, but her eyes were bloodshot; after seeing the end of Zuo Lingquan Qi Refining, she couldn't bear it anymore, and fell down on the quilt, He closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief:

"But it's over. I almost tortured myself to death. I'll take a nap..."

The soft words could not be heard clearly before they were finished.

Zuo Lingquan felt a little distressed, got up and got out of bed, took off Jiang Yi's boots lightly, moved her straight and slender legs to the bed, covered her with a thin quilt, and kissed Jiang Yi's forehead again.

Jiang Yi didn't seem to like being kissed, so she turned over and covered her head with the quilt.

Zuo Lingquan shook his head and sighed, turned around and came to the window. First, he checked the warning symbols pasted on the doors and windows. After making sure that they had not been touched, he opened the window and drenched the balls that had been exposed to the wind and rain all night and turned into little chickens. Brought it in.

"Jiji~"

Tuanzi was covered in white fur and clung to his body. He shrunk a whole circle and felt aggrieved. He was fed two pellets of bird food before he calmed down.

The weather was still gloomy outside, and there were some pedestrians coming and going in the town.

Zuo Lingquan wiped the dumpling with a towel, stood at the window and looked at the landscape outside the town, looking for the direction of the investigation. After looking for a long time, he could not see the way. Instead, he found that the Jianghu man he saw the night before came from the other side of the town...

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Jianghu is like a rain.

From the condensation between the white clouds to the smashing into the black soil, the short moment in between is the life of the people in the rivers and lakes.

Some people are summer torrential rains, which set off turbulent waves with the strong wind; some people are thick spring rains, which moisten things silently with the breeze.

But no matter what kind of rain, the ultimate destination is to merge with the filthy mud. If you want to escape this fate, you can only become a fairy above the blue clouds.

Song Chi, like most people, failed to jump out.

The rain curtain pattered on the umbrella, and Song Chi, who was in his sixtieth year, took his two apprentices and walked over to Qingquan Town countless times.

The houses in the small town are old and small, so it can only be regarded as a small place, but it is very famous in the rivers and lakes of Zezhou, which has a radius of thousands of miles.

Because this is below Bitan Villa.

When Song Chi first entered the rivers and lakes, he came to Qingquan Town. Bitan Villa was not as famous as it is now, and it was the first mountain gate he kicked.

Since then, Song Chi has fought for thirty years relying on a pair of old fists, from a martial artist to the number one in Zezhou Jianghu.

I thought that I would be successful and famous in this life, so I could put aside the affairs of the world and go to see how heavy the fists of the people on the mountain are.

But what he didn't expect was that he couldn't escape the fate of 'replacing the old with a new generation'.

The son of the owner of Bitan Villa who was beaten to the ground by him with two punches, had a better life than his predecessor. At the banquet where he washed his hands in a golden basin, he avenged his father, destroying his thirty-year reputation.

That fist was so ruthless, it was as if a piece of iron wrapped in skin and flesh hit someone on the body, and he couldn't see clearly and couldn't catch it.

Song Chi has practiced boxing all his life, and he doesn't believe that people's fists can be so fast, and he doesn't believe that his own punches can lose. So he stayed in the rivers and lakes, trying to get back what he had lost.

It's a pity that once a year, after ten years of fighting, they were all defeated without exception.

Song Chi also turned from a generation of heroes in the rivers and lakes to a yellow flower of yesterday; he turned Bitan Villa into a powerful family in the rivers and lakes.

After losing again last year, Song Chi still believed in his fists, but he also knew that it was impossible to regain his former reputation - he was already sixty years old, and no matter how hard he practiced, his fists could not be even half a minute faster; and Bitan Villa's Tang Hong, as if there is no end, is getting stronger every year, so strong that it is unreasonable, so strong that it is hard to reach.

People can refuse to admit defeat, but they can't refuse to accept the old, so Song Chi put down his identity this time, and came to celebrate the birthday of the old owner Tang who beat him down.

This can be regarded as his true wash of hands. From now on, there will be no 'Shaking God Fist Song Chi' in the world. There will only be an old man fishing alone in the snow in the cold river. Until the day when he merges with the black soil, he accepts a The fate that people in Jianghu should have.

But the interesting thing about Jianghu is that things will never develop in the direction you expect.

With the mood of remembering the past, Song Chi walked through Qingquan Town for the last time holding an umbrella, but saw a pair of eyes at the window of an inn.

Those eyes are sharp, confident, and sharp, but they don't make you feel the slightest bit uncomfortable.

It's like the strong wine in the bowl. Drinking it will make your throat sore, and the spiciness will reach the sky. But from a distance, it is just like a bowl of white water, showing an approachable and approachable quality that nourishes all things.

Song Chi raised his eyes and looked up - the handsome young man he had met the night before, and only now did he realize that he was a very interesting young man.

Song Chi paused on the street, raised his oil-paper umbrella, and said:

"Young hero looks unfamiliar, why are you going to Bitan Villa to join in the fun?"

Zuo Lingquan stood at the window wiping dumplings and said with a smile:

"Senior Song, you are very polite. I am Zuo Lengchan, a person from the capital. I have traveled all over the world and come here because I want to see it."

Song Chi gently raised his hand to let the two apprentices go first, then turned around and sat down at the tea stall next to him:

"The name is quite interesting. Go to Bitan Villa and ask for an invitation. You invite me to have a bowl of wine, and I will take you in to join in the fun."

Zuo Lingquan was at the inn the night before yesterday and paid attention to a few people in the world. He confirmed that the old man below was just an ordinary person who met by chance. He struck up a conversation because he wanted to find a knowledgeable local to understand the surrounding situation. The old man was obviously the kind of person he was looking for.

Zuo Lingquan put the dumplings on the window sill and jumped out from the second floor of the inn. He followed the rain and landed smoothly. He opened his oil-paper umbrella and didn't create any disturbance on the street. He even stood at the door and looked at the distance. The waiter at the shop didn't even notice that someone fell next to him.

Song Chi's eyes lit up slightly: "Last time, I thought Zuo Shaoxia was a libertine with extraordinary wealth, but I was mistaken."

"Waiter, get a pot of wine, the best."

"okay.

Zuo Lingquan held an umbrella and came to the tea shop across the street and sat across from the old man:

"I didn't make a mistake. Mr. Song's fists have probably beaten many heroes."

Song Chi's hands have thick joints, and the calluses on his fingers have been polished. Even if he is holding a tea bowl casually, he can still see the strength of his old fists.

Song Chi opened two tea bowls and asked with a smile:

"Does Young Master Zuo want to become a disciple?"

Zuo Lingquan took the wine bottle thrown by the waiter, raised his hand to pour the wine, shook his head and said:

"I'm afraid Mr. Song can't teach him."

Song Chi paused while holding the tea bowl and looked up.

Hua Hua Hua——

The clear wine poured from the jug is frozen between the jug and the bowl. If it hadn't made a sound when it fell into the bowl, proving that the wine was flowing, it would be easy for people to mistakenly think that the wine was solidified in mid-air.

This hand is terrifyingly steady.

Song Chi nodded slightly, shook his head and smiled:

"There are indeed people in this world who can't be taught by Qingshan Louwai, but you are a bit too crazy to say this."

Zuo Lingquan didn’t expect this old man to be so crazy and didn’t believe it:

"Yeah?"

Song Chi raised his hand to take the wine jar and poured wine for Zuo Lingquan.

Crash--

The liquor also froze in mid-air, without any movement in sight.

Zuo Lingquan's eyes showed surprise - he had been traveling for so long, he had seen a lot of masters from the immortal family, and this was the first time he met a master in the world who could compete with him on the same stage.

The difference between people in Jianghu and people in practice lies in the "Qi Refining method".

Most of the Jianghu people did not have a teacher's guidance when they were young, so they missed the best time to practice, and then practiced by themselves based on their feelings. Even if they practiced True Qi, the realm would not exceed the sixth level of Qi Refining.

Below the sixth level, it is actually difficult to distinguish between practitioners and Jianghu people, but above the sixth level, the gap between them will expand infinitely.

In other words, the starting point of a practitioner is the end point of a secular warrior.

But there are always a few warriors with great perseverance in the world who can go a few more steps forward; for example, Zuo Lingquan, Wu Qingwan, who can practice the sword to the half-step Linggu without True Qi by her side, can see Unclear. Compared with him, the old man in front of him is too old, and his attainments in worldly martial arts are probably not weaker by half.

Zuo Lingquan took the wine bowl and said doubtfully:

"Put it in the Jianghu, Elder Song's skills have reached the peak, how could someone not teach him?"

Song Chi smiled lightly at the words of approval:

"I used to think so too, but after meeting Tang Hong from Biquan Villa, I realized the meaning of Martial Dao's endlessness."

Zuo Lingquan picked up the wine bowl and touched the old man:

"That Tang Hong's martial arts accomplishments are better than Song Lao?"

Song Chi shook his head: "It's not that powerful, it's just that the fist is heavy and fast, heavier than a mountain, faster than an arrow, and it can't be caught or avoided."

Zuo Lingquan couldn't believe it: "How fast?"

With a smile on his face, Song Chi held the wine bowl flat with his right hand, but without knowing what to do, he already handed out his fist, hitting Zuo Lingquan directly in the face.

Zuo Lingquan raised his left hand and blocked the fist.

Bang——

There was a muffled sound from the tea stall under the rain.

Song Chi's wine bowl remained in its original position, but the hand holding the bowl became his left hand, and the wine in the bowl didn't even have a ripple, which proved that the hanging wine bowl didn't drop even half of it when he let go of his fist just now.

Song Chi's right fist was caught by Zuo Lingquan, but he didn't see how Zuo Lingquan made it, his eyes showed surprise:

"Tang Hong is almost as fast as you. I can't tell who is faster."

Zuo Lingquan let go of the old man's right fist, feeling a little doubtful in his heart - his eyesight can't be wrong, the old man's punch just now has reached the pinnacle of worldly martial arts; in terms of speed alone, it is faster than him without True Qi Not much different.

This is already the limit of the physical body of ordinary people. After Zuo Lingquan practiced to this step, he obviously felt the bottleneck. No matter how hard he worked, it was difficult to increase his speed. This bottleneck was not broken until he entered the half-step spiritual valley with the support of True Qi .

Zuo Lingquan is already at the second level of Linggu. The old man said that Tang Hong is almost as fast as him. He doesn't believe that anyone can reach this speed without the support of True Qi; even with the support of True Qi, it is impossible if the level is too low.

You must know that Zuo Lingquan's speed is almost the same as that of Xu Yuankui at the fifth level of Linggu when he is half-stepping Linggu.

If Tang Hong could really reach this step quickly, he could only be a practitioner, and most of his realm was in the middle stage of Linggu.

The middle stage of Linggu is not an ordinary fish, and it can be regarded as entering the room when it comes to cultivation. How can it be possible to mix in the secular world?

Zuo Lingquan thought about it secretly, and asked:

"Tang Hong of Bitan Villa, is he from the mountain?"

Although practitioners don't often show up in front of ordinary people, as long as they have some experience, they all know that there are immortals above the sea of ​​clouds.

Song Chi had wanted to take a look at the mountain before, so he naturally understood what Zuo Lingquan meant, shook his head and said:

"There are not many mountain people in Zezhou. Tang Hong has been rooted here for generations, and I have never heard of rumors of seeking immortals. When I fought Tang Hong, I felt that it was just a quick fight. I didn't see any immortal Divine Ability."

Zuo Lingquan frowned slightly, not quite believing this.

If his judgment was correct, Tang Hong could defeat the old man in front of him with his physical strength alone, and he at least had Linggu's cultivation level. However, Zezhou's spiritual energy is very thin. Without the opportunity, it would be impossible to cultivate to the spiritual valley.

Living in the Yan Dynasty where there were countless opportunities, but arriving in Linggu and still staying in Zezhou instead of pursuing the avenue, and deliberately hiding his cultivation, it shows that the opportunity lies in Tang Hong's family.

However, this does not mean that Tang Hong is related to the bones of Dahuangling. After all, whoever gets a great opportunity will hide his cultivation and practice secretly, and he can't spread the big opportunity in his family.

Zuo Lingquan thought about it for a while and felt that Tang Hong needed to investigate carefully, so he said:

"When Mr. Song said this, I really became interested in Tang Hong. Can Mr. Song really take me to the villa to join in the fun?"

Song Chi punched out, having seen Zuo Lingquan's Kung Fu skills, he smiled and said:

"You can't do it even if you don't go. I've been beaten by Tang Hong for ten years. If I can't beat him, I have to drag a junior over to vent my anger. Come on, I'll take you up the mountain."

Song Chi drank the bowl in one gulp, and was about to get up.

But Zuo Lingquan had no intention of getting up and poured another bowl of wine for Song Chi:

"Mr. Song, wait."

Song Chi looked confused and sat back at the table: "What? Didn't you drink enough?"

Zuo Lingquan shook his head and gestured to the second floor of the inn:

"The daughter-in-law is sleeping, so she dare not wake her up."

"?"

Song Chi was stunned for a moment before he reacted, shook his head and sneered:

"It is said in the world that the more powerful a hero is outside, the more afraid he is of his mother-in-law at home. This is called one thing subjugating another. Now it seems that this statement is true."

"Mr. Song is also a hero, could it be the same?"

"Oh~ My wife left early. I was quite scared before, but now I don't have to be scared anymore."

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(end of this chapter)