Chapter 112

The whistling sound, accompanied by the cool wind at night, blows to the distance, telling the feelings of the youth. The lingering sound of the song "Phoenix courtship" is intoxicating.

"I don't know which young Xia is playing the Phoenix to ask for a mate..."

Some of the young women in the inn have reddish cheeks. Some poke their heads out of the window to check. Unfortunately, they don't see anyone.

Rong Shaoqing has accepted the white jade Xiao, and his ink eyes look at the girl beside him with a soft color.

"When did you learn music?" pet asked leisurely.

Rong Shaoqing said, "I learned the rhythm from a gentleman a few days ago."

So, in private, he painstakingly learned the CI and Fu he had seen in the book and told his love from the bottom of his heart.

Pet raised his eyes and looked at him. He was a genius and learned everything quickly.

"It's good," she praised.

In these four words, there was no next word, and the color of Rong Shaoqing's eyes was slightly dark.

So it's gone

Master, does she understand? Feng QiuHuang represents the meaning of courtship. He has always wanted to marry her as his wife, one for all his life.

"How many levels have xuanyang nine styles been practiced?" the girl's voice was slightly hoarse after drinking wine, with a trace of charm.

Rong Shaoqing's eyes flashed a trace of darkness and said, "the eighth floor."

The martial arts script of xuanyang nine moves given by Shifu is unique in the Jianghu. After practicing, his martial arts have improved rapidly, and there are few enemies in the Jianghu.

But the longer he practiced, the more uncontrollable the devil in his heart was.

He was afraid that one day he would lose control and become a monster who could only kill.

The pet sat upright, stretched out his hand, patted him on the shoulder and said, "good apprentice."

Then she got up and said, "let's go and go back to the room to have a rest."

Rong Shaoqing got up and took her back to the room with lightness skills. After landing, he released his hand in a regular way. The girl left her arms. The only warmth was blown away by the night wind outside the window.

She didn't even look at him.

Perhaps, what she knows is just pretending not to understand.

Rong Shaoqing squeezed the white jade flute in his hand and went back to his place to sleep.

The next day.

The morning fog in Los Angeles gradually dissipated, and the Wulin people took swords and marched towards the Wulin alliance in twos and threes.

The grand Wulin meeting began.

In the wide area of Wulin League, the leaders of major sects and their disciples occupy one side.

Wulin alliance leader Cheng Tianheng stood on the high platform and stretched out his hand to signal the noisy Jianghu people to be quiet.

"Welcome to Wulin alliance, young Xia. As we all know, the reason for holding this Wulin Conference... Master Liaokong was killed by a cult..."

Cheng Tianheng said with an angry face: "the evil daughter Cheng Jinyun is the 'little childe' of the cult leader. As her father... Only when I neglect my admonition will I let her run across the Jianghu and commit unforgivable killing with the scholar with jade face!"

"Today, I Cheng Tianheng hereby announce... To expel Cheng Jinyun from the Cheng family... And lead you to eradicate the cult..."

The Jianghu people who spoke heroic words were boiling with blood and cheered underground one after another.

"Eradicate cults -"

"Eradicate cults -"

"Eradicate cults -"

"Everybody!" a smile flashed in Cheng Tianheng's eyes. The reckless Jianghu people had better incite him. He raised his hand and said, "this is Leng Guhan... He is Cheng's good son-in-law... It's best for him to lead you to destroy the cult..."

"Leng Guhan? He's not dead? It's the first time someone is alive under the scholar Yumian..." Jianghu people talked about it one after another.

Cheng Tianheng said, "Leng Guhan will surely lead you to eliminate cults and return a peaceful day in the Jianghu."

"Really?" came the crisp and pleasant female voice.