Wuxia's Supreme Lottery System / Wuxia's Super Big Boss

　　Then, the shop assistant left.

　　As soon as Su Ming entered the restaurant, he noticed a situation, that is, most of the people in this restaurant were martial arts experts, all with swords and soldiers.

　　After sitting down, he drank casually, chatted, and his voice was a little loud, with a bold taste of the rivers and lakes.

　　"This time on the birthday of the Dugu City Lord, the gathering of heroes from all corners of the world is another grand occasion!" A warrior said.

　　"In recent years, the martial arts sect in the Central Plains has either surrendered to the Tianxia Association or surrendered to the Dugu City Lord. In today's world, there is only Wushuang City that can compete with the Tianxia Association."

　　The other person picked up the wine glass, drank it in one gulp, nodded in agreement, and said.

　　"The tyrant of the World Association is too domineering, thinking that he is really invincible in the world, and wanting me to put all the martial arts in the Central Plains into his hands is simply wishful thinking!"

　　The third person at the same table patted the table, put one foot on the stool, and shouted loudly.

　　"This time Dugu City Lord's birthday is just an opportunity. I heard from the news that some Jianghu Veterans Association suggested that Dugu City Lord take the initiative to take the initiative to solve the more than [-] punishments in the world, and then attack the Tianshan General Altar!"

　　"At that time, Wushuang City will dominate the world, and City Lord Dugu, as the leader of the martial arts alliance, will no longer be able to compete with us."

　　The warrior who first spoke poured wine for everyone and shouted loudly.

　　"Dry!"

　　"Dry!"

　　Everyone raised their glasses together, the wine glasses slammed together, and the wine in the glass spilled a small half of the glass, and then drank it down.

　　Su Ming sat in the corner and listened quietly.

　　"It turns out that Dugu's birthday is coming, and there is not much time left before Wushuang City is broken."

　　Su Ming knew that once the Dugu party died, the entire Peerless City would turn into ruins, and the once prosperity would soon be destroyed by the people of the World Association.

　　Judging from the time, Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun, the two main hall masters of the World Association, should have almost arrived.

　　At this moment, a melodious and crisp flute sounded.

　　Su Ming looked away from the people in the rivers and lakes, and turned to the side. There was a woman wearing a white dress with a beautiful face, and her jade fingers were beating on a bamboo flute.

　　The low voice is crisp, the breath is long, the sound is like the sound of nature, it is very beautiful, bright and penetrating.

　　As the flute sounded, the voices of the people in the rivers and lakes were also relatively soft. The middle people pushed the cup to the cup and enjoyed drinking and listening to music.

　　"Moon."

　　Seeing this woman, Su Ming couldn't help but think of this name.

　　Cold and stunning, dare to love and hate, he is the guardian of Peerless City, the descendant of Ming family Mingyue!

　　In the TV series, Mingyue also played the bamboo flute in a restaurant to earn some silver taels to help the commoners.

　　In this seemingly prosperous Wushuang City, there are still a group of poor commoners who make a living by begging, and Mingyue often helps them in this way.

　　This is a strange woman. Throughout the entire world, the girl Su Ming admires most is Mingyue.

　　The sound of the flute gradually faded away, and Mingyue walked to each table with a white handkerchief in her hand, in order to get some rewards.

　　In this world, it is not uncommon for such people to make a living by performing arts, and Mingyue's actions did not arouse disgust from others.

　　People in the rivers and lakes, many high-rollers, and those who have spare money in their hands, will not refuse to give a reward after listening to the ditty, more or less will give some.

　　However, most of them gave some broken silver, not much.

　　"Sir, can you give me a reward?"

　　Su Ming was in a trance for a moment, and a voice like a clear spring came from his ear.

　　He saw that Mingyue, with a delicate figure and a beautiful face, was already standing in front of him, with a dozen pieces of silver on the white handkerchief in his hand.

　　Su Ming raised his head, Mingyue's eyes just met him, and his heart was slightly lost.

　　"What a handsome man!"

　　There was a rare flash of pink on Mingyue's face, and she was quickly suppressed by her and returned to normal.

　　It was also the first time that Su Ming saw Mingyue, so stunning, more perfect and moving than the one shown in the TV series.

　　A faint fragrance wafted towards the face, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

　　Mingyue's heart beat a little faster when Su Ming looked at her, but Su Ming's eyes remained clear, without the slightest desire, which prevented her from misunderstanding.

　　Su Ming took out a dollop of gold from his arms, about ten taels, and put it in Mingyue's hand.

　　Inadvertently, his slender five fingers slid across the bright and tender skin of the bright moon.

　　"what!"

　　Mingyue retracted her hand subconsciously, and her face flashed a ruddy look. At that moment, her heart seemed to be hit by an electric arc, and her whole body was a little numb.

　　Su Ming's expression was as usual, but he didn't feel embarrassed. What he did just now was just a misunderstanding, not that he deliberately wanted to take advantage of her. .

Chapter Twelve: The Stronghold of the World Association, the Secret Hand of Mingyue (2/4)

　　"You give too much, I can't take it."

　　Mingyue forcibly suppressed the throbbing in her heart, put the twelve taels of gold back on the table, and then bowed slightly before leaving.

　　Ten taels of gold, that is not something ordinary people can take out.

　　Anyone who sees it will be moved.

　　But Mingyue knew that a piece of her flute was not worth so much money, and ordinary people might not be able to earn such a piece of gold in a lifetime.

　　"Wait!" Su Ming stopped Mingyue who was about to leave.

　　"The music is a piece of music. It's hard to find a confidant. Ziqi died and Boya sealed the qin."

　　"For the uninformed, your flute may be just entertainment."

　　"But to me, this song is of immeasurable value, with a mere ten taels of gold, I'm afraid it will be hard to hear good news again."

　　Su Ming stood up, slowly paced to Mingyue, and gently placed the ten taels of gold in Mingyue's palm again.

　　Then, he floated away toward the second floor of the restaurant.

　　During the whole process, there was no time for Mingyue to react, and Su Ming's figure had disappeared on the second floor.

　　For the food and drinks that he just brought, Su Ming instructed the shop assistant to send him to the room. He chose to leave because he didn't want Mingyue to feel that he had any purpose for her.

　　Mingyue was holding the gold ingot in her hand, and her heart was extremely complicated.

　　"A piece of music is hard to find."

　　"Did he take my flute as a bosom friend?"

　　Mingyue thought in her heart, her heart involuntarily thumping again.

　　Thinking of this, Mingyue's face had a burning feeling.

　　Now, Mingyue can't even return the gold to Su Ming, so she can't chase up to the second floor.

　　Mingyue put away the white handkerchief, glanced at the direction where Su Ming left on the second floor, and left the restaurant with the flute.

　　Today's performance, the money that Mingyue gets, can make those civilians living at the bottom of the world have a better life.

　　Even many people can get a piece of land and farm it for a living.

　　Mingyue's heart was very grateful, Su Ming's handsome face and elegant temperament were deeply imprinted in her mind.

　　........

　　In the jungle outside Wushuang City, Nie Feng came here alone.

　　In the dense forest, someone flashed out of the forest soon.

　　"My subordinates pay tribute to Hall Master Feng...¨."

　　The man was wearing a black suit, holding a steel knife in his hand, very respectful.

　　Nie Feng nodded and said, "Take me to the station."

　　"Yes!"

　　The disciple saluted respectfully, turned around and swept away into the dense forest.

　　Nie Feng moved and entered the jungle like the wind.

　　Nie Feng practiced Fengshen legs, and he was known as Fengshen in Jianghu.

　　In a few flashes, he caught up with the disciple who led the way.

　　Soon, the two came to a cave.

　　In the flickering, there is a faint shadow of the light flickering.

　　"Huh? No!" Nie Feng suddenly stopped and frowned.

　　"Palace Master Feng, what's wrong?" The disciple asked, not knowing why.

　　Nie Feng raised his head slightly, smelled his nose slightly, and said, "It smells bloody, come with me!"

　　Nie Feng quickly walked towards the cave.

　　"what!"

　　That disciple was not strong enough to be able to clearly capture the faint smell of blood in the air like Nie Feng.

　　As soon as he entered the cave, a strong bloody smell followed.

　　I saw that in the cave, there were corpses everywhere, and blood sprayed all over the ground.

　　All the flags representing the World Association fell to the ground, and some were inserted into the walls.

　　"How could this be? When the subordinates came out, they were fine. What happened?"

　　The disciple's eyes were full of fear, he ran over quickly, flipped through this, and looked at that.

　　None survived.

　　"There is no one alive, Hall Master Feng, what should we do?"

　　The disciple was completely panicked.

　　This station was destroyed, and all the people inside were dead, which was undoubtedly a huge loss to the World Association.