The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

At this time, Song Yuzhi no longer had the appearance of a little pepper just now, she had already fallen into her own world at this moment.

Song Yuhua watched Chu Heng leave helplessly, but he could only let the pain in his heart be torn apart.

At this time, Song Yuhua would rather have something happen between her sister and Chu Heng, so that at least she could see Chu Heng stay.

It's a pity that neither Song Yuzhi nor Chu Heng are like that.

The fragrance of the beautiful body is still there, but Chu Heng had to leave.

For Chu Heng, the biggest gain in this Lingnan battle is probably the prestige!

Other than that, there wasn't much to gain.

After all, with Chu Heng's current strength, even if he fights the Heavenly Saber Song Que, it is difficult to bring him too much insight.

At most, Chu Heng had a thorough understanding of the powerful oppressive properties of his new exercises.

In this battle, Chu Heng's god-level skills really contributed a lot!

For Chu Heng to be able to barely equalize the internal strength of a great master like Song Que with his mere strength in the later stages of the Grand Master Realm, such an ability, I am afraid that only the god-level kung fu can achieve it in the world.

After this battle, Chu Heng knew that in this arena, he might really be invincible!

But at this moment, Chu Heng could not help but float the three words Shaolin Temple in his mind. (—)

"There will be peerless masters in Shaolin Temple?"

Chu Heng recalled the several battles he had experienced and the embarrassed appearance of Shaolin Temple, and he was really suspicious in his heart.

"Got to go?"

Just as Chu Heng was going down the mountain, a lonely figure appeared in front of Chu Heng.

This is a lonely man, as if all the people in the world are out of his sight.

But Chu Heng could clearly see from this person's eyes that this person admired him from the bottom of his heart.

"I have important things to do, but I can only have a drink with Tiandao next time!"

Chu Heng looked at Song Que's aloof figure and nodded.

"Little girl," Song Que's eyes showed regret, and he shook his head at Chu Heng: "Thank you."

"No problem! It's just that Chu Heng has no fate and has failed Miss!"

Thinking of Song Yuhua, Chu Heng couldn't help feeling a little melancholy.

"Since we want to drink and have fun, why wait for the next time?" Song Que stood up domineeringly, and took out two jars of fine wine from behind.

"Your body...?"

Chu Heng took the wine and looked at Song Que's pale face with a flash of worry in his heart.

"A mere Li Clan, it won't be a serious problem!"

Song Que raised his head and poured the wine down his throat.

Li valve! ! !Shaolin! ! !Suddenly, a gleam flashed in Chu Heng's eyes.

Originally, Chu Heng didn't have much fear of Shaolin Temple, but now that he suddenly connected the Li clan together, he instantly understood something.

After all, in the original history, the Shaolin Temple helped the Li Clan to seize the country!

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But now, although the world has long since changed, Chu Heng can't help linking the two names of Shaolin Temple and Li Clan when he thinks of them.

"Young Master Chu, what did you find?"

Song Que drank up a jar of fine wine, only to realize that Chu Heng hadn't even moved.

Based on Song Que's understanding of Chu Heng, Chu Heng must not be such a manipulative character, and he was immediately curious.

"Hahaha! It's rare for the Lord Song to be so proud! It's the attitude of Chu Heng's little daughter!"

Hearing this, Chu Heng laughed loudly, and then poured the wine down his throat.

The wine is pure and the wine is strong.

After drinking a jar of wine, despite Chu Heng's profound skills, he couldn't help feeling a little numb.

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"Touch!" Song Que directly smashed the wine jar, and then cupped his hands at Chu Heng: "There will be a period later!"

Chu Heng threw away his own wine jar, looked at Song Que, and nodded: "Chu Heng knows that the leader of the Song Dynasty is in the world! But please be careful of the Buddhist sect! There will be a later date!"

After leaving this sentence, Chu Heng didn't say much, but turned around and left.

In this Lingnan, Chu Heng has stayed long enough!

And this Lingnan, for Chu Heng, there is no other place to be nostalgic for.

There might be one or two people that Chu Heng would care about occasionally, but it was only occasionally after all.

"Buddhism!? Shaolin? Cihang Jingzhai? Jingnian Temple?..."

Song Que looked at Chu Heng's back, and couldn't help but float the names of several Buddhist sect forces in his mind.