Chapter 6

"Brother Tang."

A burst of Joy came out of the villa, and then saw a beautiful figure happily welcome out.

"Yurou."

Tang Zhongting, who was smiling and talking with Qin Xuerou, drifted over his head and greeted the beautiful shadow with a smile.

"Brother Tang, you're here. Where did you and your sister go for fun? Did you bring me a gift?"

Qin Yurou's face was happy, with a hint of coquetry.

"Of course, I will never forget you, xiaoyurou..."

Tang Zhongting smiled and nodded to a middle-aged man who looked like a driver. The middle-aged man immediately walked around the trunk and opened the trunk

Wang Cheng glanced back and didn't look again.

The noisy footsteps coming and going, the sound of moving things, and the greetings of servants and bodyguards came from the yard outside from far to near. They soon came to the living room. The loudest of all the voices was Qin Yurou's silver bell like laughter. The 18-year-old girl was the most youthful and energetic moment.

Wang Cheng tapped the desktop with his right hand unconsciously, thinking about what channel to use to perfectly master the progress and news of the star river dispute.

Martial arts masters are qualified to participate in the Star River battle. However, there are only one or two lucky people who can finally win the Star River order at the martial arts master level. The main force competing for the Star River order is only those martial arts masters who stand at the peak. Ordinary intelligence organizations probably don't know what the Star River battle is.

"Xuanyuanleng... Evil way and great evil... The sect's power is not weak. Maybe we can start with him... Anyway, I refused his invitation to the so-called blood dragon hall. The blood dragon hall behind him will not easily let me go, and green Province... The ruthless blood clothes Club of thousands of Tu lie is really headquartered in Linjiang City, but I don't know whether they have moved in six years... It's late today, Take a trip tomorrow. "

"Bang bang."

Just as Wang Cheng pondered how to open up intelligence channels, a rude violent knock came out from the outside.

"Wang Cheng, open the door. Why are you closing the door? Open the door quickly."

Qin Xuerou's cry of discontent was faintly accompanied by the knock on the door.

Wang Cheng came forward and opened the door: "what's up?"

"Come here."

Qin Yurou said in a tone close to the command, turned to the living room, smiled at Tang Zhongting sitting in the living room, as well as a young man and the middle-aged driver like guest: "if you don't believe it, let him say it himself. When asked by Miss Shen of the Martial Arts Association, he answered that way. Martial artists are five or six heavy, hee hee..."

Wang Cheng walked out of his room and followed Qin Yurou to the living room. He knew all three strangers in the living room.

Tang Zhongting, one of his younger martial brothers, Tang Song, and Fang Jingtu, a middle-aged good driver and bodyguard.

An intellectual woman sitting with Qin Xuerou on the sofa is her best friend, Tang Ying, a young expert from Nanquan sect.

"Hello."

Wang Cheng politely greeted several guests in the living room, and then looked at Qin Xuerou: "back?"

"Back."

Qin Xuerou answered.

Simple greeting, plain conversation, no emotional fluctuation.

Tang Zhongting smiled at them and said hello. He was graceful, but the look in his eyes was quite playful.

"People from the martial arts association have registered your message here?"

Qin Xuerou asked.

"Yes."

"Are you a warrior?"

"Yes, but I haven't used a sword for a long time."

"I can see."

Qin Xuerou naturally noticed the sword in the king's room. With her eyesight, she could see that it was an ancient sword that had not been scabbard for many years: "there are many things in the ancient martial arts world recently, and I will be a little busy. Try not to go out and don't join in any excitement."

"I'm not a person who likes to join the fun."

"That's good."

"Well, it's all right. I'll go first."

Wangcheng road.

"Oh, wait, wait."

Seeing that Wang Cheng was about to leave, Qin Yurou couldn't help being dissatisfied: "elder sister, brother Tang, you haven't asked Wang Cheng if those words are true? Also, he is a martial artist. Aren't you surprised or curious? I've never heard of him before."

"Hehe, with the revival of ancient martial arts and the state's strong support for the development of martial arts, it's normal for everyone to learn one or two hand movements. Don't you have martial arts courses in your school? Moreover, it's still a compulsory course for key learning projects such as mathematics, physics and chemistry."

Tang Zhongting said with a smile. His voice was calm and let people hear it like a spring breeze.

"I know. I'm almost a heavy martial artist who entered the door, but Wang Cheng answered Miss Shen Feiyun of the martial arts association at that time that he was a master of five or six martial artists, Wang Cheng, isn't he?"

In the latter paragraph, Qin Yurou turned and asked Wang Cheng, with a trace of threat in his tone.

Wang Cheng slightly helped the black framed eyes on the bridge of his nose and calmly replied: "yes, I am really a martial artist with six levels of martial arts. There is nothing to hide. It's not a shady thing."

"Ha ha, look, I'm right."

Hearing that Wang Cheng finally admitted, Qin Yurou couldn't help jumping up happily: "he admitted that he was a warrior of the sixth heaven."

"Yurou."

Qin Xuerou glanced at Qin Yurou with some displeasure. Although her father forced her to resent Wang Cheng for a time, now four years have passed. Wang Cheng and she have always respected each other like guests, but there is no transcendence. That resentment has gradually faded. Anyway, Wang Cheng is her husband in name and recognized by her father, Is it interesting for Wang Cheng to make jokes in front of outsiders?

"Wang Cheng, go back first."

Wang Cheng nodded to Qin Xuerou.

"Uncle Liu, is there anything at home these days?"

When Wang Cheng walked to his room, Qin Xuerou turned her head to Liu Zhendao, an old man who was also a bodyguard and housekeeper.

"It's nothing. Oh, someone formally submitted a prayer post last night and came to visit... It should be to visit you, but this morning it was hosted by Wang... By Mr. Wang."

The old man Liu Zhen said, glancing at a servant, who immediately went to find a prayer post.

"That's for me."

Wang Cheng, who had left the living room, tilted his head and responded.

"Your friend?"

Qin Xuerou glanced at Wang Cheng.

She had no impression of Wang Cheng's friends, and Wang Cheng went out very few times over the years.

Of course, it has a lot to do with her not knowing each other's social circle.

"Not really."

The king said, and said to the servant who was looking for Baitie: "Baitie, you took out the garbage in the morning."

"Er..."

Liu Zhen was a little embarrassed, but also a little strange. How could he throw this very important thing into the dustbin? At present, it was accidentally dumped by the servant. I'm afraid it has something to do with the King City.

Qin Xuerou obviously understood this. After Wang Cheng entered his room, he turned to Liu Zhen thoughtfully and said, "uncle Liu, the person who submitted the worship invitation is very formal? What's the formal law?"

"It's completely based on the routine of mountain worship in the ancient martial world. The person who submitted the worship note was a twenty-three or four young man with a meticulous look... By the way, the young man's martial arts cultivation was not simple. Although I didn't look carefully, I can guess from his breathing, footsteps and conversation that the young man was at least a martial artist's double, or even a triple."

"Twenty three four, may there be triple cultivation of martial arts?"

Tang Zhongting couldn't help being interested at this moment: "at a young age, he has made such achievements. If he is willing to devote himself to hard training and become a martial arts master, it is expected that such a young hero should not be an unknown person."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Tang. I didn't recognize him. He should not be a warrior in the ancient martial world of our green province."

"Really... Hehe, Wang Xiaodi is very hidden. The communication circle extends beyond the province."

Tang Zhongting said with a smile.

"Hum, Wang Cheng looks gentle on the surface. He may be a coquettish man. I should investigate him carefully. If there is anything wrong with this boy's private life, sister, I'll leave directly. Anyway, the divorce certificate is just a piece of paper..."

"Yurou, what are you talking about?"

Qin Xuerou scolded Qin Yurou, and then turned to Liu Zhen: "uncle Liu, do you remember what was written on the prayer post?"

"The worship note is very simple, which means that 'come to visit at dawn tomorrow, and Xuanyuan is cold and respectful'..."

"Xuanyuan cold?"

Qin Xuerou obviously didn't hear the name of a great evil that had been hidden for several years.

After all, the world's communication is very underdeveloped. Due to the huge land area, satellites can't enter the speed of the universe, and global communication can't be achieved without satellite phones. Some experts in neighboring provinces can still learn about them, but the top figures who can't be seen in the world are black in their eyes.

"Xuerou is interested in Xuanyuan Leng. If I go back, I'll directly ask the master. He has a temporary post in the martial arts association and can freely enter the database of the martial arts association to investigate the information of a martial artist."

Tang Zhongting volunteered with a smile.

"Thank you, senior brother Tang."

"I said, sister, why are you so polite with brother Tang?"

"Yurou is right. You and I don't have to care about these false gifts. We can be free and natural."

Qin Xuerou smiled and didn't reply.

"Sister, I read the weather forecast. Tomorrow is a sunny day. Maybe we can climb Taiyue Mountain tomorrow."

"You go, I won't go."

"How boring I am alone. Let's go together. We and brother Tang are so busy when there are many people."

Qin Xuerou glanced at Qin Yurou, who kept looking at Tang Zhongting, shook her head: "I'm a little tired after a day's ride. Yurou and uncle Liu, please entertain senior brother Tang for me."

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