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Name:Returnee in Jianghu Author:
"It seems like you won't be able to do some strenuous exercise. It's a good thing that the next round won't be strenuous." Red Cherry moved her finger and retracted the stitches she had made for Tang Ming. "These should have been prepared for Laughing Spring Breeze. It's just as my mother said …"

Seeing Hong Ying suddenly stop, Tang Ming raised his head, "What's wrong?"

"No, it's nothing. I just remembered something bad." Red Cherry wiped the blood off her finger and spoke up like nothing had happened.

Tang Ming didn't ask any further.

Tang Ming and Red Cherry were only coincidental allies. The two of them had only met a few strangers who shared their names.

Walking in the martial arts world, the most taboo thing was to say something deep to others.

"Is your body okay?" Red Cherry rolled the Wandering Dragon Whip around her slender waist like a willow branch. "Can you go to the next game?"

"Sure." Tang Ming answered without the slightest hesitation.

It was already the final test. Tang Ming only wanted to end this quickly. Tang Ming did not forget that he came to Yunnan Origin Sect for the Silver Moon Gu and not for the < Sword of River and Lake Sword >.

Tang Ming had never been someone to turn the tables around, so he naturally wanted to quickly resolve the situation.

Although Tang Ming had that weird Silver Che, he understood that there shouldn't be any problems with the Dian Yuan School, but Tang Ming was still a bit worried.

"Let's go." Tang Ming forced himself to stand up. Hong Ying looked at him for a bit, but did not try to persuade him.

In those random places, Tang Ming was sometimes unusually stubborn.

The passageway to the next round was right beside the stone wall that Thousand Chance Yan Yufei had left behind.

The narrow passageway was still dark. Tang Ming smelled the faint fragrance of flowers and smiled. Suddenly, he wasn't as nervous as before.

Surprisingly, at the end of the tunnel, there was a small square room that was smaller than the one they had just rested in.

There were no puppets, nor were there any traps. The two of them circled around and found nothing.

"Tang Ming …" "I …" Hong Ying felt dizzy and dizzy. Tang Ming turned his head, only to find that Hong Ying had fallen down.

Tang Ming quickly stretched out his arms to hug Red Cherry. "Miss Red Cherry, please wake up."

Tang Ming embraced her fragrant body as the tip of his nose was filled with the fragrance of smiling flowers.

What was going on?

Tang Ming did not understand what happened to Red Cherry. Seeing that the passage was not closed, Tang Mingheng called out to her, intending to carry her back to her room to rest.

Tang Ming suddenly stood up. He felt dizzy and his head felt swollen. After a while, he fell down as well.

"Higher, higher! Ah! What are you doing, second brother?"

Tang Ming was awakened by a burst of cheerful laughter. He saw himself lying on a bed made of rosewood. The soft blanket slipped from Tang Ming's body as he sat up.

"Hm." Tang Ming held his head. He felt that his head was hurting so much that he couldn't think of anything else to say.

"Crack!"

The sound of the door opening rang out as Tang Ming subconsciously looked towards the door.

"You're awake?" The woman was dressed in purple and had an air of nobility. "How many times have I told you? Don't let your uncle have his way. You wouldn't listen. Now, it's time for you to remember."

A slender finger pressed against Tang Ming's forehead. Before Tang Ming's head could turn around, his mouth opened wide: "Mother!"

"What happened? Why are you crying?" The woman wiped Tang Ming's face. "Who bullied my good manners?"

Did he cry?

Tang Ming touched his own face in a daze and discovered that his face was drenched.

Why are you crying?

Tang Ming frowned with a puzzled expression.

He wasn't someone who loved to cry?

"What happened tomorrow?"

Tang Ming raised his head and realized that the other party was very similar to him. He vaguely guessed the identity of the other party and said, "Father."

Without waiting for a response, the woman pouted and said, "You still dare to ask? If it wasn't for you secretly sending Ming'er to your brother's place, would Ming'er still be unconscious? "Tang Qing, I'm telling you, if you don't want Ming'er, then I'll break off with you. I'll take Ming'er with me and live my life!"

"It hurts, it hurts. Jun Lan, please be careful. How could I know my brother-in-law is so unreliable?" Tang Qing was bitter but could not speak. As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Junlan's hand strength increased, "What, do you have any objections to my family?"

"No, no, how would I dare?" Tang Qing said with a smile.

However, Tang Ming could clearly see that although Tang Qing was crying out for pain, she had no intention of hiding the affection in her eyes.

"Hmph." Although Chu Junlan was still angry, but she looked like she wanted to put her mouth to the back of her head. Her eyes were filled with sweetness.

Tang Ming: "…"

For some reason, Tang Ming always had a feeling that he was unnecessary.

"Did I just see you crying tomorrow?" Tang Qing rubbed his nose at Chu Junlan's pout and looked at Tang Ming.

It had to be said that good-looking people enjoyed their every move. It was an extremely simple and even slightly indecent action. Tang Qing had made it seem as if he was "a complete stranger and an unparalleled gentleman".

When Tang Qing's words fell, Tang Ming had a very awkward feeling. After all, he was seventeen years old. In another two years, he would have his coronation ceremony, and his mother would still be crying in front of him.

He really wanted to find a hole to hide in.

What's more, Tang Ming himself didn't understand why he'd gone crazy. He just happened to cry all of a sudden.

"Tell daddy, what grievances did our precious child suffer? He even started crying." Tang Qing sat beside Tang Ming with a smile. "Let your father have a good time?"

"Father." Tang Ming really didn't know how to deal with Tang Qing, so he could only look at Chu Junlan.

"Tang Qing, go die for our private matters." Chu Junlan saw Tang Ming's plea for help and didn't stand by and watch.

"Third Uncle, has Brother Ming woken up?" A little girl stuck her furry little head out the door and saw Tang Ming sitting on the bed. She jumped excitedly into Tang Ming's arms: "Brother Ming, you've finally woken up. You don't know how scary Third Uncle's expression has been these days!"

"Damned girl, your brother has already been informed." Tang Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, while Chu Junlan giggled, "I told you to scare the younger generation in the next few days."

"Jun Lan." Tang Qing sighed, but didn't bother with it. Instead, he carried the innocent little girl and said: "Go out and let your Ming brother rest."

"I'm not, I'm not! Third Uncle, let me go!" The little girl desperately struggled, but was still lifted up by Tang Qing.

"These two." Chu Junlan shook his head and told Tang Ming, "Take a good rest tomorrow. Mother will be leaving first."

"Alright." Tang Ming nodded. The moment Chu Junlan turned around, Tang Ming saw the bloodied Chu Junlan standing in the moonlight like a zombie.

Tang Ming felt his entire body turn cold.

Suddenly, the sun shone brightly in the sky. Chu Junlan stopped and said seriously, "Rest well."