Xie Fu sighed and said: "Brother Zhu is also a hero, but it is a pity that he died young. Otherwise, if he succeeded as the head of the family in the future, the Zhu family would surely be able to flourish from his hands."
Zhu Jiuchun died indirectly in his hands, and Xie Fu was just making sarcastic remarks.
Zhang Lingxiao said: "Will Mr. Zhu just come out to relax and have fun?"
Lu Wenlin said: "He is the head of the Zhu family and knows much more than the two of us. He will not fail to see that tonight's flower selection is a struggle between Xuanzong and Dizong, and he will not be stupid enough to get involved at this time.
, unless he did it on purpose."
Zhang Lingxiao actually thought the same way. He just didn't want to see this possibility and hoped that Lu Wenlin could come up with other possibilities that convinced him.
He asked: "Wen Lin, did Master Zhu not think of our other three families when he did this?"
Lu Wenlin said: "Behead first and then tell the story. Let's test it out first and see how the three of us react."
Zhang Lingxiao said: "Beheading first and then showing off at least shows that he has great determination. I'm afraid it won't be easy for him to change his mind."
Lu Wenlin smiled bitterly and said: "The sword is out! It's not that easy to take it back. I hope there won't be too much trouble tonight, otherwise even if he changes his mind, I'm afraid Xuanzong won't agree. That's all, let's read on."
Listening to the conversation between the two, Xie Fu felt that the matter was a bit complicated. It seemed that it had nothing to do with him, but it also seemed to have something to do with him.
After all, Keqin and Hengmei are his old friends, and Zhang Lingluo is his niece.
Gently looking at Zhang Lingxiao, I saw his brows furrowed, and I thought to myself that Ling Xiao might be more troubled than him. On the one hand, she is a biological sister, and on the other hand, it seems that the four clans in Wuzhong share the same interests.
…
In the elegant room, Zhang Lingluo was dressed as a man, surrounded by beautiful women, hugging her from left to right.
A beauty in her arms said softly: "Second Master, please have a drink."
Hearing this, Zhang Lingluo tightened her arms around the beautiful woman's waist. The beautiful woman felt pain and screamed: "Second Master, take pity on the slave family."
Zhang Lingluo's other hand reached out from the skirt of the beauty next to her, raised the chin of the beauty in his arms with two fingers, and asked the beauty to raise her head to look at her. She said with a wicked smile: "Feed me with your little mouth."
A red cloud immediately floated on the beauty's cheeks. The second master was even more manly and bad than a man...
He took a sip of water and drank it slowly with his eyes closed and his red lips closed.
At this moment, the words Zhu Donglai floated into the elegant room.
Zhang Lingluo's expression changed, and she pushed the beauty in her arms to the ground, causing the beauty to scream in pain.
The beauty turned around and saw Zhang Lingluo's cold face. She thought she had done something wrong, so she turned pale and said, "Second Master, I deserve to die!"
Zhang Lingluo waved her hand and said coldly: "Everyone, get out."
The beauties immediately stood up and left the table, sitting opposite Zhang Lingluo. Zhuang Wei, who was playing with his in-laws with the other beauties, saw this and asked: "Mr. Zhang, what's wrong?"
Zhang Lingluo said: "You also go out."
Zhuang Wei said: "Should I go out too? You have to leave someone to pour the wine for you."
Zhang Lingluo glanced at her and sneered: "Are you itchy?"
When Zhuang Wei heard this, he didn't dare to ask any more questions and immediately left the private room. Zhang Lang had sadism, especially when she was in a bad mood.
The bustling private room suddenly became quiet, with only the two attendants standing behind Zhang Lingluo motionless.
These two people are Xuanzong masters, Shi Zhan and Zhan Zhennan.
Together with Yanqiu Shang and two others, they are collectively known as the Five Mysteries of Xuanzong, and they are all backbone figures of Xuanzong.
Shi Zhan said: "Your Highness Xuannv, what does Zhu Donglai mean, and why do you interfere in the fight between us and the Earth Sect?"
Zhang Lingluo said: "Zhu Donglai's move really exceeded my expectations, and I didn't expect him to get involved."
Originally, I was not even 100% sure about dealing with an Earth Sect, but with the addition of a Zhu Clan, it would be very difficult.
Zhan Zhennan said: "It's not enough to be afraid of one Zhu family. I'm just afraid that the four nobles in Wuzhong will have their noses open to each other."
This can be said to be arrogant. If the Zhu family and Di Zong join forces, Xuanzong will have to avoid Suzhou, but the foundation he has built in Suzhou over the past year will be given away.
Zhang Lingluo blurted out: "It's impossible!"
Everyone knows that the feud between Xuanzong and Di Zong has reached the point of incompatibility, and the Nine Surnames and Thirteen Hopes have intricate connections with Taoism, Confucianism, and Buddhism.
No wealthy family is willing to make the water in the world even more turbid, and at the same time put their family in the turbidest place.
Thinking of this, Zhang Lingluo sneered and said: "Zhu Donglai is so brave! I really thought his Zhu family would stand firm!"
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A phoenix is worth five thousand pearl flowers, which is far beyond the stage standard of three thousand pearl flowers.
But Qin didn't wear women's clothes. She came on the stage in a strong suit with short sleeves. There were no beads or hairpins on her head. She was just tied with a strip of cloth. As she walked, the strand of black hair on the back of her head swayed gently like a horse's back.
Because he was wearing warrior clothes, his curvy and exquisite figure was on display, and his exposed skin was so white that it looked like it was wrapped in a layer of silver-white armor.
Xie Fu secretly thought to himself that he couldn't believe that this little girl's bust was so perky, her butt was so perky, and her pair of beautiful legs that were usually hidden under her skirt were so intoxicating.
However, Luo Chuzhuang is already in front of you. Your sexy and lustful behavior is too low-grade, and it will ruin your reputation as a peach blossom.
But why is Qin called Peach Blossom Style? Because seeing her is as satisfying as seeing a peach blossom. But at this moment, it has nothing to do with the temperament of Peach Blossom Style.
Everyone in the audience looked a little straight-eyed, feeling that he was both heroic and charming.
Today there are three differences: the shyness of the tall-browed lady, the limping wave dancing of the Chuzhuang lady, and the heroic figure of the Keqin lady.
But in my heart, I still think Lady Chu Zhuang is the best.
But when Qin stood still, it felt like he was about to throw a punch, but unexpectedly, the corners of his mouth curled up, a pair of wine dimples appeared on his cheeks, his cheeks were as rosy as peach blossoms, and the fragrance of his clothes seemed to hit his face.
Xie Fu couldn't help but smile: "After all, she is still a pretty peach blossom."
Zhang Lingxiao asked: "Brother Xie, can Miss Qin know martial arts?"
Xie Fu smiled and said: "I don't know, I haven't seen her do it before, but she is pretty good at pink fist."
But Qin likes to move her hands and feet the most, as well as her eyes and mouth.
Lu Wenlin smiled and said: "The men's clothing is indeed eye-catching, but I was a step too slow and was shown off by Lingbo Wu first."
The pear was deeply sunken, but Keqin smiled sweetly: "Let me stroke the piano."
Playing the piano is not considered a special talent in the finals of the flower competition, unless you can play fairy music.
However, seeing this heroic appearance, everyone in the audience applauded.
A young man came to the stage holding a harp. The harp was shaped like a harp, with vertical strings. It was much smaller than the harp, about three feet long and less than two feet wide.
But Qin took the instrument and held it against his shoulder as if holding the pipa, with his ten fingers just enough to reach all the strings.
Lu Wuyuan asked curiously: "What musical instrument is this?"
Zhang Lingxiao said: "It looks like a harp but not like a harp."
Looking at Xie Fu, you, the master of music, have the most say.
Xie Fu said: "I have seen the goddess holding a similar instrument and playing it in the Feitian mural. There are two names in the description, one is called Kalong and the other is Qingfeng."
"But I can tell you one thing in common."
"What do they have in common?"
"Whether it's a mural of a goddess holding a caron or a mural of a goddess holding a phoenix, they are all facing demons."
The two of them looked thoughtful, and Zhang Lingxiao smiled and said, "It's a bit interesting."
