Murong Baiyun said, I don’t care, but I don’t know if the heroes here agree.

Han Kuochang laughed. If all forces in the local association were taken over by the Holy Sect today, today we are just a message to you. If we can agree to join the Wulin Association, it will be great. Our Holy Sect is naturally willing to rebuild a new martial arts order with all major sects. If not, there will inevitably be a struggle in the future, so please think twice by the owner of Murong Manor!

Murong Baiyun returned to the inner hall and discussed countermeasures with the major sects. I sat on the spot and used my qi to heal my wounds. I was shocked. I found that I could not gather any internal force. The punch just now broke the meridians in my body, and the true qi ran to the Ren and Du meridians, rushing to the two meridians, as if I had encountered many obstacles.

Teak Wood Road, you lost at least ten years of life with that blow just now. I smiled bitterly in my heart. Compared with the life of the Ming Cult, what is this ten years of life? What is the skill of a body? If I do it again, I am afraid I will still make such a choice.

The Demon Cult suddenly came to the martial arts conference, so he was naturally prepared. As for the so-called twenty-one items, it was just a sky-high price. The Demon Cult not only returned to the Central Plains, accepted the forces of the Heaven and Earth Association, and made a big fuss in the martial arts conference, but also wanted the Central Plains martial arts world to recognize its legal status. There is no distinction between good and evil in the various sects in the martial arts world, but it has always been the first to be profit. If the Demon Cult really demands too much, the Central Plains martial arts world will not agree. Next, it depends on how the Central Plains martial arts world sits on the ground to pay back the money.

Sure enough, not long after, Murong Baiyun, Shaolin and Wudang ministers came out and told Han Kuo that it would be better to talk about the conditions for the noble education.

Han Kuochang said that when we came, Master Ji also understood that since we returned to the Central Plains, the rules and regulations that should be abide by must be abide by. As for the so-called sanctions bill, the Holy Church naturally would not agree. As the saying goes, a combination of one benefit will be beneficial, and a division will cause harm. We do not require much. As long as one martial arts association and one director seat, we can only ask for the word fairness. To show sincerity, our church is willing to pay twice the membership fee.

I thought to myself that the Demon Cult is indeed very good at acting. First, he fought through the battle with martial arts and proposed such preferential conditions. If anyone had to consider it, Han Kuochang was even more a veteran in negotiating. His words made everyone excited.

Murong Baiyun exchanged glances with everyone and laughed. The sect is indeed a fast talk! In my opinion, the Manichaeism was originally a member of the Central Plains martial arts world two hundred years ago. Now that we have returned to the Central Plains, we have not been able to greet each other, but we seem stingy.

The next thing was much simpler. It didn't take long to negotiate the relevant matters. Some things originally decided by the Wulin Conference in Shu, with the withdrawal of the Qingcheng Sect, the joining of the Demon Cult naturally had to change. However, when the Demon Cult proposed that the position of supervisors be established in addition to the seat of the director, it was used to supervise the implementation of various resolutions of the Wulin Conference and the use of membership fees, everyone had different opinions. However, when the Demon Cult proposed that the position of supervisor could be decided by the Central Plains Martial Arts, there was no objection.

That night, Murong Villa held a banquet, and the whole group was full of joy. Although the internal strength was blocked, the injuries on his body recovered were probably related to the drop of blood that merged with the Spirit-Devouring Pearl and me.

Liu Qingfeng and Teak Mu stayed for a meal. I was worried about Mingjiao, but I didn’t know what she was like.

Just as I left the villa, a familiar voice sounded behind me, Qin Sanguan! I turned around, and the Mingjiao walked towards me in the night.

When they arrived at the Qinhuai River, they watched the river flow under the bridge, silently. I didn’t know what the Ming Cult was thinking, but after so many things, the depression knot in my heart had been untied.

I thought about it...

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I smiled, you can talk first, I listen.

The Ming Cult hesitated for a moment and said, let’s forget it. I have reflected on these days for a long time, and we may not be suitable. If this continues, it may harm you.

Why? Because my martial arts skills are low? Or is my family background too poor?

The Ming Cult shook his head because you are the apprentice of the Three Vasts, and the grudges that our Murong family has formed with the Three Vasts may be difficult to resolve.

I suddenly realized that when I was in the capital, the three vulgar people always stammered when they met the Ming Cult, and the Ming Cult also seemed to ignore the three vulgar people. I originally thought that the two of them just disliked each other, but there was such a case in it. No wonder the three vulgar people always matched me and Jia Ming, but strongly opposed me and the Ming Cult.

Thirty years ago, the three vulgar people broke into Murong Villa alone, causing our villa to suffer a great humiliation for a hundred years, and even made my aunt Murong Qingling become a monk with hatred. So when my father heard that I was with you, he disagreed. So that day, he tried his best to humiliate you in front of the heroes, just to make you retreat. What's more, today, you acted like this and killed the peach blossoms with sword, which made my father even more embarrassed. With this level of family, we may not be able to be together.

Three views, I am very moved by what you did, but Murong Villa is too big. It looks bright and beautiful on the surface, like a mountain of peach blossoms, but in fact the villa is full of holes and is in danger. I am the only hope of the villa. I cannot ignore the future and destiny of the entire family for the sake of my own children's love.

I was not particularly shocked when I heard this result, nor did I feel the pain in my heart a few days ago. I just looked at the river flowing into the distance calmly, silently.

In terms of emotions, I am not a person who is good at expressing myself, but I am not a person without ideas. Sometimes I even think further than others. That day in Murong Villa and in Jinling City, the pain of being piercing the heart is unforgettable for me.

Mingjiao was a princess born with a golden spoon in her mouth, and she was even more like a princess than Jia Ming, the real princess. She was cold and arrogant, not good at expressing herself, and had a bad temper. Only in the days when women dressed up as men in the Central Plains Escort Agency made her friends, which made her want to be with me despite the opposition from her family.

But the longer the time, the further the distance between me and her seems. This distance is not only the distance between each other's hearts, but the distance between me and the class where she is. That kind of distance is invisible and intangible, but it exists in reality.

I let out a long sigh and looked at her with clear eyes. Miss Murong, I wish you happiness! I thought of what Ji Junbi said before leaving, and felt sad for no reason.

The Ming Cult usually doesn’t talk much. Even if she worked together before, she was alone and was far away from the crowd. Or she listened coldly next to her, but she said a lot tonight for the first time. I am more afraid that listening to such words that are expressed in my heart, and hearing them in my ears is not only a trust, but also a responsibility. But I will never be able to bear this responsibility for the Ming Cult and Murong Villa.

The Ming Cult has returned to his cold appearance. When will he return to Beijing?

Let’s go the day after tomorrow!

Looking at her floating back, the corners of my eyes were a little wet again. I said in my heart, Murong Qiushui, this is the last time I shed tears for you.

Jiang Chong heard that we were preparing to return, and even prepared a carriage, which contained various Jinling specialties and letters to everyone. I don’t feel much disgusted with people like Jiang Chong. On the contrary, I admire his courage. He said it very directly. He set up a branch in Jinling to make money. He has connections, ability, and can do things in Jinling. If he has the chance, I don’t mind helping him.

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Liu Qingfeng and I walked around Jinling City, bought some local features, and wrote a letter to ask our boss for leave, and were about to go back to our hometown when we passed by Jinan Prefecture.

Before leaving Jinling City, I bought a few special issues about the martial arts conference at the city gate and read them. Xiaosheng’s information introduced the martial arts conference relatively concisely:

This newspaper reported that the three-day Jiangnan Wulin Conference was successfully concluded in Murong Villa. The meeting passed the proposal to elect Murong Baiyun as the leader of the new martial arts alliance, and elected a new member of the board of directors, and passed the proposal to absorb Manichaeism as members of the martial arts conference...

When Liu Qingfeng thought about it, she tore the newspaper directly and said indignantly, all of them were the mouthpieces of Murong Villa. She was the bullshit Xiaosheng, and she couldn't speak even after taking the money. As she said that, she took a gossip and read it. Three views, I have written about you here!

I took it over and saw a report titled "Murong Villa's peach blossoms withered in one day, and someone suspected that they did it on purpose", saying that all the peach blossoms withered in one night. Murong Villa hurriedly reported the case to Yingtian Mansion. After a series of investigations, a mysterious man poured sulfuric acid on the peach tree. The suspect has been controlled.

Liu Qingfeng said, "That's how much sulfuric acid is needed to sprinkle it into the sprinkle of peach blossoms. I smiled bitterly in my heart. This kind of report must have been written by Murong Villa for money, otherwise few people would buy such a lace tabloid, and no one would read what it wrote on it. I guess Xiaosheng really couldn't use such manuscripts, so he would publish it in such tabloids.

But time is very wonderful. It won’t take long to get the truth buried, and what falls into the literal form becomes the truth.

When I walked out of Jinling City, I looked back and saw a white horse rushing towards us. The white horse was better than snow, and the white horse was like the wind. When I came to the carriage, I was not Murong Qiushui, who was it?

Liu Qingfeng asked, why are you here?

Murong Qiushui said, I'll see you off.

As he said that, Murong Qiushui handed me a package. The future is long, I hope you will take care of it!

I regained my hippie smile. Miss Murong, in the future, Murong Villa’s business in the capital will be escorted. Don’t forget to find our Central Plains Escort Agency!

Murong Qiushui smiled, that's certain! Goodbye!

We bowed and said goodbye: Say goodbye!

Looking at Murong Qiushui leaving, I opened the package. It was the wooden hairpin inside, and there were thirty taels of silver. The thirty taels of silver were the wife book I saved up before the New Year.

Liu Qingfeng waved the whip and the carriage slowly drove north.

Looking at Jinling City, which gradually disappeared from sight, I felt like a stone was put down in my heart.

Jiangnan, Jiangnan! I am afraid I will never forget this trip to Jiangnan in my life. The red clothes that sacrificed myself to save me in the Moming Lake Cave, the sword soaring into the sky above the Taoshan Mountain, and the farewell words of the woman who was still obsessed with, hey, Jiangnan!

A song of the love on the high platform remains unchanged. Outside the bell tower, east of the ancient city, south of the Yangtze River dream becomes empty; when will the dream be broken, and the flowing water shines on the flowers.

----This is called "No Money"---

Author's words: Sanguan accepted the criticism raised by Yezn, rewrite the martial arts conference, and filled in some logical loopholes. For the problems in the book, everyone is welcome to leave a message. This paragraph is an attempt to write the novel style. It is extremely difficult to write. Next, it will be a relaxed and humorous way to write it. In addition, it is the end of the month, and it is still ten tickets away from 400 monthly tickets. Friends who have free monthly tickets voted for me, which is a recognition of me, and bowed.

Respect the three views!

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