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Chapter 17

The next day, Luo Shang, the head of the Yangquan Sect, followed Li Yuanhuan to the Beimin Sect. When he saw his master, Wang Batian looked guilty: "Master, more than twenty juniors have died..."

Apart from a stinky face, Luo Shang could not see any other expression on his face: "Well, I understand, let's go back."

All Beimin sect disciples watched silently as the Yangquan sect left. When they had just reached the gate, Ling Xiao suddenly laughed loudly and said: "Master Luo, where is the 20% of the profit you promised us? Don't tell us.

Those medicines haven’t been sold yet.”

Even a blind person could feel that Luo Shang was in an extremely bad mood at this time. Ling Xiao actually dared to get into trouble at this time. The Yangquan sect disciple who knew Luo Shang's temper secretly thought in his heart: "This kid is so brave!"

Sure enough, Luo Shang's body shook slightly, and a powerful blue soul force rushed towards Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao's heart skipped a beat and he instinctively wanted to avoid it. Even if he was a genius, Ling Xiao couldn't withstand the pressure from a chain soul master who was much higher than him!

At this time, a ball of cyan soul power came from behind Ling Xiao, which offset Luo Shang's soul power and turned into a breeze. Ling Xiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling sorry for this Yangquan sect in his heart.

The leader, Luo Shang, felt a little more hateful.

Luo Shang didn't even look back, and said coldly: "Cheng Qiantai, are you just going to let your disciple be so presumptuous?"

Cheng Qantai snorted: "Even if the kid ignores me, you, as an elder, can't be so cruel. Besides, it's not anyone else's turn to discipline my disciple."

Ling Xiao sneered and said: "Master Luo, you owe us Beimin sect crystals and you just don't pay them back, but you still blatantly default on your debt and beat people up. You Yangquan sect is so majestic!"

Luo Shang clenched his fists and made a clicking sound: "I'm in a bad mood today. Boy, if you dare to talk to me like this, remember it yourself. Your master can't protect you all the time!"

Threat, naked threat.

Cheng Qiantai's face turned livid, and he waved his sleeves: "Master Luo, let's go, I won't send you away!"

Luo Shang was too lazy to say anything and left with Wang Batian and other disciples. Wang Batian looked back at Ling Xiao and Li Yuanhuan, with a little gratitude and guilt in his eyes.

Li Yuanhuan nodded, indicating that he understood. Ling Xiao's face was indifferent, as if he had not seen anything.

Everyone from the Yangquan Sect walked to the foot of the mountain, and Luo Shang had a ferocious look on his face: "Ba Tian, ​​why are you flirting with the disciples of the Beimin Sect?"

Wang Batian bowed down very respectfully and replied: "Master, they saved me..."

"Bastard!" Luo Shang cursed loudly: "How did I teach you all day long? In the world of chain soul masters, there are only interests and the law of the jungle, and there is no friendship to talk about!"

Wang Batian did not dare to disobey his master's wishes, so he responded very carefully: "Yes, master, I understand that I was wrong."

Luo Shang snorted heavily and said in a rough voice: "Ba Tian, ​​you are my eldest disciple and the candidate who will inherit the sect in the future. If you are too kind, one day our Yangquan Sect will become

You have become the Beimin sect that everyone bullies! This time, go back and train your brother carefully. In the rookie competition, try to suppress the Beimin sect. In this way, the possibility of the Beimin sect merging into our Yangquan sect will be greater.

a lot of."

When Wang Batian mentioned the newcomer contest, he suddenly thought of Ling Xiao and Ling Xiao's eyes that he couldn't see through, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

The Luofeng Valley Newcomer Competition is about to begin again, and Ling Xiao and the disciples of the Beimin Sect are practicing hard together. Cheng Yu is even more diligent, practicing the Beimin Sect's sword skill - Beimin Tianshou Sword all day long. Even Ling Xiao is...

I can't help but admire Cheng Yu's perseverance.

"I really don't know why Senior Sister works so hard." Ling Xiao said with emotion.

Li Yuanhuan smiled lightly: "Master has always wanted a boy to inherit the Beimin sect, so he married another junior wife. Junior sister was not convinced, so she has been working hard to prove that she is no worse than boys."

Ling Xiao thought about it and found it quite funny. Girls are still girls no matter what, so why do they have to compete with boys? Master, it’s true, why do you have to have a boy? Let the senior sister marry the senior brother, and then the senior brother will inherit the Beimin sect.

That’s it?

Ling Xiao had long noticed that the way his senior brother looked at this senior sister was very different. There was something called "gentleness" in his eyes, but he didn't know if this senior sister who was younger than him understood it.

Normally, this senior sister always has an indifferent face. Even her senior brother who is very considerate to her, she doesn't have a particularly good expression.

Even so, Ling Xiao couldn't bear to see the seriousness of Senior Sister Cheng Yu: "I said, Senior Brother, can we help Senior Sister?"

Li Yuanhuan shook his head: "No need. Except for what the master taught her and gave her, she will not accept anything from others."

Ling Xiao secretly muttered: "You really have a donkey temper. Forget it, I'll just try to put in as much effort as possible. Fighting and killing is really not suitable for girls."

Cheng Qiantai didn't say anything, but Li Yuanhuan had already told Ling Xiao about the importance of the rookie competition.

In Ling Xiao's words, the newcomer contest is a group of girls from Piaohongyuan who want to take money from others while pretending to be innocent.

To put it bluntly, big fish eat small fish. Fish without power can only become food for other fish.

In this newcomer competition, if no disciple of the Beimin sect enters the top ten, then all the disciples will have to be merged into other sects, and Cheng Qiantai can only go to Luofeng Valley to be an elder in name only.

These are the rules of the game.

"Ah..." Ling Xiao stretched out and stretched a few times: "Come on, senior brother, let's go to Beiming City for a drink!"

Li Yuanhuan frowned: "Master does not allow his disciples to go down the mountain to disturb the people, and he also forbids his disciples to drink and go whoring."

Ling Xiao was startled: Is there still such a rule? He was also planning to go to Piaohongyuan to drink wine. But how did the senior brother know that he was going to visit a prostitute?

In Ling Xiao's mind, there is no difference between drinking flower wine and visiting prostitutes. If those clients don't want to do that, they can just go to a restaurant to drink. Why do they have to spend a lot of money to go to such a place?

The so-called drunk man does not care about drinking, he just uses the wine to entertain himself.

"You're not allowed to go? I'll pretend not to know. I'll sneak out later." When she thought of wine, Ling Xiao remembered that when she was a child, she secretly ate the offerings at other people's graves, drank the wine as tea, and got drunk all night.

From then on, he became obsessed with wine, that kind of feeling that seemed drunk but not drunk, seemed awake but not awake, as if he wanted to leave all his worries behind, it was so good.

I was practicing hard some time ago, but now there are only about ten days left. I can't make much progress even if I want to practice, so I might as well relax.

I usually watch other people go to that kind of place, but now that I have money, I want to be a good uncle. Go to Piaohongyuan to find Ziyun, the most famous girl, and listen to her playing the piano and singing little songs. If possible,

What happens again...

It’s the first time, I don’t know what will happen? It’s really exciting!

Ling Xiao almost drooled as she thought about the dirty thoughts that ordinary men have.

"Junior brother Ling, what are you thinking about?" Li Yuanhuan looked at Ling Xiao's distracted look and asked with concern.

Ling Xiao chuckled twice: "It's okay, it's okay. Senior brother, I'm a little tired today, so I'm going to rest first. You don't need to call me for dinner. I want to sleep until dawn."

Li Yuanhuan nodded and said with a distressed look on his face: "Okay."

Ling Xiao dismissed Li Yuanhuan and ran out of the mountain gate, heading straight for Beiming City down the mountain.

The sun was setting in the west and it was already dusk. When Ling Xiaoren appeared in front of Piaohongyuan in an impressive manner, the madam with an inch of rouge on her face almost didn't recognize her: "Oh, this... this... this is not for sale.

Yao’s dashing brother?”

Brother Xiaosa, a special name given to Ling Xiao by the madam.

The madam used to shout with a teasing tone, but now her face is full of surprise.

Except for Ling Xiao's appearance, both his physique and temperament have undergone tremendous changes.

How could the madam dare to make fun of Ling Xiao when he saw his "immortal" appearance?

In a place like this, the rich man is the boss, even if you were a beggar a moment ago.

Ling Xiao proudly threw an orange spar to the madam: "It's for you. I want Miss Ziyun to accompany me tonight!"

Weighing the orange crystal in his hand, the old madam smiled, and then said mysteriously: "Brother Xiaosha, we have a special show here tonight. If you are still interested in Miss Ziyun after that show, I

How about I arrange it for you again?"

Ling Xiao blinked, looked at the madam's "grand recommendation" expression, and nodded: "Okay, then I'll take a look and then talk."

The madam smiled broadly, and a lot of the white powder on her forehead fell off due to wrinkles: "Okay, okay, you go to the Plum Blossom Pavilion and sit down first, the show is about to begin!"

Ling Xiao didn't bother to pay attention to the mysterious madam and sat directly in the private room on the third floor.

Piaohongyuan is a circular building, and every private room can see the hall in the middle.

As soon as Ling Xiao sat down, he immediately picked up the wine bottle and drank the wine in one breath: "Ah, good wine! I have never drunk such good wine!"

After drinking, your lips and teeth will be fragrant. This is a characteristic of good wine. Ling Xiao, who is used to drinking bad wine, naturally understands.

He was just about to ask the boy from Piaohongyuan to bring him a few more jugs of such good wine, when he heard a burst of noisy whistles and screams outside, followed by a person holding a loudspeaker and shouting wildly.

He said: "Dear guests, please be quiet! The highlight of tonight's Piaohong Courtyard and the most grand event in the history of Piaohong Courtyard is about to begin!"


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