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Chapter 442 Two seniors

"Wu Xin, Bi You is arrogant and arrogant. If it reaches her ears, something will happen. It's better not to say such things."

"I have no intention of remembering my elder brother's teachings. I am just joking. My little sister is the apple of my third uncle's eye, and she is loved by all the people in the house. It is too late for me to love her unintentionally. I will never arrange it with her."

Tang Mengjue said harmoniously: "I am more than ten years older than Biyou, and I have treated her like a girl since I was a child. This time when choosing a son-in-law, I dreamed that the prince would invite me, and I would be ashamed to walk on my behalf. However, I heard from the prince that the general wanted to be in the palace.

If you stay a few more days, the matter will be more settled."

"Young Master Tang has been praised too much, but I can't count him."

Tang Mengjue looked at Li Luo and replied with a smile: "Since the general is here to meet you, you might as well go and have a look. It would be great if you can give me some advice. Wu Xin, what do you think?"

"That's natural. It's really a good thing that my little sister can get help from the general when choosing a son-in-law. In fact, privately speaking, Wu Xin doesn't agree with the choice of son-in-law. The happiness between two people only depends on the heart. Even if they are very talented, what's the use

?

Even if no one dares to bully Biyou, there is no benefit in being depressed, and I don’t know what the third uncle and his wife think."

Tang Mengjue sighed slightly and said: "Elders have their own reasons for these matters. It is not inconvenient for you and me to speculate. Let's wait until tomorrow."

Song Wuxin nodded, but he was still a little angry.

Li Luo glanced at Song Wuxin, smiled slightly, and did not respond.

After a few moments, Tang Mengjue and Song Wuxin said goodbye and left.

After Tang Mengjue and Song Wuxin left, Leng Bing looked at Li Luo indifferently and said coldly: "The general values ​​Tang Mengjue very much."

Li Luozhanyan replied: "Tang Mengjue and Song Wuxin came hand in hand. I guess Song Yayu also gave him some instructions to test our martial arts. In this case, why not make it easier for others? It's just a simple matter. Tang Mengjue will not take action anymore."

You are discussing, and what you said just now is considered to be true, but it is rare to be in such a situation now."

"The general's sword shocked everyone in the Song family."

Li Luo was startled, then smiled lightly and said: "The power of the Song family is not afraid of this knife."

"I have also heard about the Zongheng Dao technique that Song Wuxin used just now. When I saw it today, it was indeed well-deserved. I just didn't know what it would be like to see the Zongheng Dao technique in the hands of Song Yayu and Song Wuque. The general was able to defeat this move cleanly and neatly.

, even I may not be able to have the power of this sword."

Li Luo looked at Leng Bing and sighed for a long time: "There is something weird about this knife."

Leng Bing's eyes were cold, and he glanced at Ming Hongdao. Seeing that Li Luo didn't answer, he stopped asking questions and went to rest in his room.

In the hall, only Li Luo was left sitting alone.

"The long sword is psychic, but it fell into my hands. I feel wronged." Li Luo murmured to himself. As if he was affected by Li Luo's desolate mood, Minghong Dao seemed to make a mournful cry of its own, and then disappeared again.

One day later, there was a meeting with friends.

The house was full of talented people, and the crowd was bustling with more than a hundred people. They were all handsome men of the world, and they were high-spirited. The Song Mansion House against the backdrop made it look like Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

After entering the hall, Li Luo stood at the side but did not come forward. Leng Bing and Li Yuanxi were unwilling to come, and only Zhu Zhi followed Li Luo.

Li Luohuan glanced around and took a brief look. There were groups of more than ten people, divided into groups to deal with various matters such as strategy, military tactics, formations, government agencies, arithmetic, industry and commerce, and farming.

In addition, there are also medical skills, astrological divination and other exotic skills, which are contended by hundreds of schools of thought. However, ordinary books and scriptures, such as Liyu, Daodefu, Laoxue, Tianxia Jing and other studies that must be tested in the imperial examination have been reduced to side branches, not to mention poetry and composition.

For the sake of attention, it is just to add to the tea leftovers. Practical learning is the top priority in everything, which is worse than the Dagan Palace Examination.

In addition to the literary test, there was also the martial arts test. They practiced writing in the hall and performed martial arts outside the hall. Tang Mengjue was also among them, whispering a few words to a few people around him from time to time, seemingly giving guidance on the martial arts test.

Song Wuxin was also in the hall, with the same expression as before. When he saw Li Luoluo in the hall, he stepped forward and exchanged a few words. He was very courteous and showed no grudge.

Everyone in the Song Dynasty looked at him, all talking and laughing at Yan Yan, as if they had never known about Song Wuxin's sparring with Li Luo, and their expressions were expressionless.

Tang Mengjue walked slowly to Li Luo's side, bowed his hands, and said as if intentionally or unintentionally: "Hey, why are there so few people from the big families? They are all talented people from poor families."

Li Luo's heart moved, he smiled, but said nothing.

After a while, Song Yayu came into the hall. There were two people behind him. They were three steps away from each other. They slowly walked into the Youpeng Hall. A man and a woman, both in their sixties. The man had gray hair and tied a Taoist knot casually.

, his eyes were slender, but his complexion was quite rosy, his demeanor was calm and slightly cynical, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, as if everyone and everything in this hall were extremely novel, he looked around from time to time, and when he saw Li Luo,

The smile seemed to be a little heavier, and he paused for a moment before looking away.

The woman's silk stockings were as white as snow, her expression was solemn, and she was stern. She was exactly the opposite of the man beside her. Her eyes were as cold as lightning. If it hadn't been completely white, she would have looked the same as a beauty in her thirties.

He is also a person with profound skills.

After the two people entered the hall, everyone in the Song Mansion looked shocked and bowed respectfully. They must be extraordinary people.

Tang Mengjue took his breath away and said in a low voice: "It actually alarmed the two seniors of Zhi Sheng Sword Lady."

Li Luo glanced at the two of them and asked softly: "Who is this senior?"

"What the general doesn't know is that the Song family has always produced masters in large numbers. Among the senior masters of the Song family, the most famous one is not the head of the Song family of the previous generation, but the two people in front of him, the wise sage Song Mou and the swordswoman Song Yuyi.

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It is like this wise sage, the old man of the Song Dynasty, who learned swordsmanship when he was young. After he fell from the throne, he abandoned the swords and used swords as swords to find his own path. He said that practicing swordsmanship in the Song family was just the icing on the cake. It would be better to create a set of swordsmanship that would defeat the heroes of the world.

At the age of thirty, his swordsmanship was perfected, and he had few opponents in the five palaces. In his later years, he integrated his swordsmanship into a cave flute and created his own Wuwei Xiao technique. The Wuwei flute he held in his palm was even ranked in the Dagan Divine Weapon Book, and his martial arts skills were superb.

The strategy is even more extraordinary.

This fable about abandoning his sword to practice swordsmanship, breaking down and then standing up again is widely circulated in the martial arts world of Dagan. He has rarely traveled around the world in the past ten years, but his reputation is long-lasting and he is indeed an incredible senior master.

Another sword lady, as her name suggests, is addicted to swords. Her attainments in swordsmanship of the Song family are still higher than those of the head of the Song family. She has never married and is the aunt of the Southern King. It is said that she had a battle with Senior Duanmu back then.

The outcome is unknown.

However, after this battle, she returned to Lingnan and never left Tiannan again. Her martial arts skills should not be underestimated. According to rumors, she was the top master of the previous generation of the Song family, but she did not include senior Zhisheng.

"Tang Mengjue said in a low voice.

Maybe he felt something. Zhi Sheng Song Mou turned around and glanced at Tang Mengjue and Li Luo. Tang Mengjue hurriedly returned the salute, and Li Luo also saluted. Zhi Sheng Song Mou looked at the two of them with interest and smiled.

, don’t look over your shoulder. (To be continued.)

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