Yue Buqun: I'm already cultivating immortality, why do I still want to be the leader?

"Long time no see."

Zhu Wushi's breath was slowly retracted.

The whole person's temperament was reversed directly back to the previous amiable, yet majestic Iron-hearted Godly Marquis state.

"Greetings to the Godly Marquis."

Wan Sanqian immediately changed his face to a humble one.

After he noticed Zhu Wushi's abnormality, he also realized some potential crisis.

"Sanqian."

"How long have we known each other?"

Zhu Wushi sat down as if no one was around.

Wan Sanqian's body trembled slightly, but he still covered it up by pouring wine.

"About twenty years."

After pouring the wine, Wan Sanqian sat down.

He realized that Zhu Wushi's request this time would be too much.

Otherwise, there would be no need to play the emotional card.

"Twenty years?"

"Time flies."

Zhu Wusi sighed and murmured: "Looking back, our first meeting seems a little funny."

"Sanqian was born in a humble family."

"So it's inevitable that he is obsessed with money."

Wan Sanqian hurriedly covered up.

Their acquaintance back then could be said to be a scam.

When he was young, he set up a trap to trick Zhu Wusi, who was stupid and rich at the time, and thus they became friends.

"Yes."

Zhu Wusi sighed and savored it.

Then he seemed to feel bored and asked: "Don't you have a famous prostitute who can't see the moon here? Let her play a song to liven up the atmosphere."

Can't see the moon.

That's Chenyue. 293

Zhu Wusi pointed out this person at this time, obviously with a different meaning.

At least the monk Dabei's expression was uncertain.

And Wan Sanqian also realized that Zhu Wushi had an eye in the first floor.

"Dabei."

"Go and ask Chenyue to come and play the piano to cheer us up."

Wan Sanqian pretended not to understand the mystery and deliberately followed the topic.

"Good wine."

"I haven't drunk for half a year. I'm satisfied."

Zhu Wushi took another sip and was full of appreciation.

Then the two of them toasted each other tacitly without mentioning any topic.

The melodious piano sound also came.

Zhu Wushi appreciated it more and more.

At this time.

It was raining.

The raindrops were quite big.

"It's raining so hard."

Wan Sanqian sighed, "There's so much rain this year, I'm afraid there will be a flood."

He is very sensitive to all business information.

For example, now.

Floods mean famine.

So he can stock up on food.

"Yes."

"This year's Dragon King Festival will definitely be more lively."

Zhu Wushi agreed.

Wan Sanqian's face froze.

He knew what was going to happen, and he couldn't escape it.

"Sanqian."

Zhu Wushi said:"I want to trouble you with one last thing."

"Please go ahead!"

Wan Sanqian was in a worse mood.

Last?

Is he referring to himself or something else?

He was too familiar with the mentality of the royal family that would discard them after they were used up.

If he lost his usefulness, it would probably be his death.

"I know you secretly trained the Four Ghosts of Xiangxi."

...

As soon as this topic was brought up.

Wan Sanqian's last life-saving trump card was gone.

It was completely controlled by Zhu Wusi.

Overseas.

Shen Lang looked at the two people who were practicing.

Shen Lang and Zhu Qiqi's son Shen Bailu was fighting with a child full of nobleness.

Although Shen Bailu's talent was not heaven-defying.

But it was also a rare top-grade talent in the martial arts world.

His Shen family swordsmanship had shown three-tenths of the essence.

However.

His opponent is even more perverted. (To read the exciting novels, go to Flylu Novels!)

He uses the Lianhua swordsmanship to perfection.

He already has six points of Wang Lianhua's shadow.

Maybe Wang Lianhua is not as good as Shen Lang, but six points against three points is more than enough.

"Xiao Yu is amazing."

"In just twenty days, you have cultivated my swordsmanship to such a level."

Wang Lianhua sighed, "It is a godsend for us to accept such a disciple."

Xiao Yu.

That is Gongzi Yu.

A natural nobleman, the future number one in the world.

"The gap between Bai Lu and him is indeed huge."

Shen Lang smiled bitterly.

Although he was very happy to accept such a disciple.

At least he saw the qualification to challenge Yue Buqun in Gongzi Yu.

But Shen Bailu is his own son.

Gongzi Yu is ambitious and despises the secular world. When they grow old, it may be difficult to suppress him. (cdac)[]

Perhaps the good ones don't work, but the bad ones do.

Just at this moment.

Gongzi Yu, who had just arrived, knocked Shen Bailu's sword away.

Winned his first victory.

"Xiao Yu."

Zhu Qiqi came over.

Although she was not too happy, she still had to praise Gongzi Yu's evildoer.

Then she began to comment on the shortcomings of the two people's swordsmanship just now.

Neither Shen Lang nor Wang Lianhua got involved.

"Zhu Wusi has sent a letter."

Wang Lianhua asked: "What have you decided?"

Shen Lang shook his head.

The promise he made is like water spilled on the ground.

I won't take it back.

"It seems that I have to go."

Wang Lianhua gritted her teeth and said, "It's time to pay back the revenge of that sword in the past."

He has never been a generous person.

What's more, Yue Buqun really didn't take him seriously at the beginning.

This kind of contempt is something he has never encountered in his decades of life.

"Don't go."

Shen Lang warned: "You will die!"

Yue Buqun can let him go once for the sake of [Lianhua Treasure Mirror].

But there will never be a second time.

If Wang Lianhua gets involved again this time, Yue Buqun will not show mercy.

"You have to go even if you die."

"If some knots in my heart are not untied, why should I live in seclusion?"

Wang Lianhua has a clear distinction between love and hate.

But because of this, she is easily bound by emotions.

Yue Buqun's all-round surpassing of him severely hit his pride and even trampled on his self-esteem.

He almost became a demon in his heart.

"Then I will accompany you back."

Shen Lang looked at the Jiuzhou Sword, with an inexplicable divine light flashing in his eyes.

Because this look is very complicated.

There is fear, confusion, and hatred.

"No."

"I'm just going back to cause trouble. There won't be too much danger."

Wang Lianhua patted Shen Lang on the shoulder and shook her head, saying, "There's no need to violate your principles because of me and affect your swordsmanship."

Swordsmanship is a very mysterious thing.

Ximen Chuxue's swordsmanship became impure because of a woman, and his sword was not as sharp as before.

Shen Lang's sword also lost its detachment when he first climbed Mount Huashan and faced the heroes of Mount Huashan because of his own confusion.

"But..."

Shen Lang still wanted to fight for it.

Because he always had an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart about Wang Lianhua's return this time.

"Don't think too much."

"With Zhu Wushi's personality and my wisdom, I'm probably just disgusting Yue Buqun this time."

Wang Lianhua guessed irresponsibly: "Of course, the biggest possibility is to use my hand to take away the old immortals like Feng Qingyang and Sun Baifa who are in the way."

Shen Lang's mouth twitched when he heard it.

Wanted to speak.

But couldn't say it.

At this time.

Zhu Qiqi actually practiced with Gongzi Yu.

Although it was just a daily martial arts exchange, it was also a duel between the elders and the younger generations.

Brought Shen Lang and Wang Lianhua's thoughts back to reality.

Cruel reality. .