Chapter 3, The New Master of the Lingxi Sword

"The third lady has left," said a delicate-looking young man, his face full of shame, unable to raise his eyes.

It is not that it has not been attempted; everyone took turns trying to pull it out. Despite exerting all their strength, none were able to succeed in pulling it down

The proprietress suddenly squinted her eyes with delight and said, "Little girl, I forgot to tell you..."

The fifty-year-old man is so afraid that he doesn't even dare to drink water before going to bed

At the age of ten, Wuliao immediately took a liking to this ancient jade, throwing a tantrum and finally snatching it from the hands of Master Xiao, after which it was properly worn around his neck.

The last to draw his sword was the unparalleled young master of the Unloading Sword Manor. As his slender and clean fingertips barely touched the hilt of the Lingxi Sword, the pair of Lingxi Swords emitted a resonant humming sound.

Leng Wushuang was displeased with the crowd and noise in the hall, and since the ancient sword had not been displayed on the first day, it merely flashed briefly during the opening ceremony before disappearing from sight

The Sword Appreciation Conference was quite lively, and there was initially nothing surprising. However, by the end, all the young ladies present at the event were overjoyed, as the three prominent young masters from the ranking of handsome men in the martial world had all arrived.

Upon thinking of this, Wulilang pouted and fell silent.

She actually does not know that the expenses in the village are not a penny less. These strong men, many years ago, were all wandering in the rivers and lakes. Some were extremely destitute, and upon seeing money, they could not help but hoard it. Even a single silver coin had to be divided into ten parts for use

"Miss Su, this is the villa of the three madams." The handsome young man leading the way turned his face again, pointing to a quaint little courtyard as he introduced.

Thinking of this, I quickened my pace, almost flying as I swiftly darted across the street and rushed out.

When illuminated by the sunlight, it seems that the blood inside disperses like mist.

The Xiao family rose to prominence by excavating the ancestral graves of others, evolving from initial trepidation to a state of extraordinary distinction over several generations

It took a full cup of tea's worth of time for the lingering smoke to dissipate, gradually allowing for eye contact with others in the room.

Business has declined to the utmost extent

On the following day, when she officially arrived, Duan Shuixian wore a bright red coat, and at her waist were still two white jade swords that jingled with every step she took, adding a touch of charm to her demeanor

Wuliang's lips twitched violently, and anger surged from within.

Creaking, the wooden floor grew narrower with each step, and the dark corridor extended infinitely into the darkness. Suddenly, Wulilang recalled the Jianghu Chronicles from two months ago

Ah? It turns out there are still organized and planned efforts to play ghosts

After a moment of eye contact, Duan Shuixian could no longer hold back. With a swift movement, he ran out, his mind racing with thoughts. The charm is different, yet it must be the same overall charm. He, Leng Wushuang, wears black clothing, and I, Duan Shuixian, will also wear black clothing. This way, it will naturally allow for a comparison... between me and the First Young Master, who is more handsome.

A long string of words spoken out loud sounds like a tongue twister

The reason the three young masters captivate people's hearts and minds is that they never participate in gatherings of the martial arts community and are rarely seen in public. Leng Wushuang is disdainful, Luo Jinfeng is quite lazy, and Duan Shuixian lacks anyone to compare with, thus feeling uninterested.

The villa is quite extraordinary; from a distance, it appears as a lush expanse. Surprisingly, within the villa, there is even a small mountain, undulating gently. As one proceeds along the path, there are neatly trimmed and well-maintained saplings all around.

After a week of deep reflection and pain, the ancestor of the Xiao family made a great and enlightened decision, a decision that would lead the Xiao family towards a bright future and a moderately prosperous life. This decision holds significant historical importance

The light purple dress has turned into a dark purple that is almost black, and her long hair is casually tied back with a piece of fabric in the same color. Her eyes are bright and lively, giving her an air of elegance.

Those are the ancient cypress trees that were just relocated this summer, each worth over one hundred taels of silver

The Han man looked over and suddenly trembled all over, then he took off running wildly

So stylish

The lunch gathering is arranged in the Juxian Hall of the villa. Due to the matter concerning Bihe, the original dining location has lost any appeal for appetite, so the matriarch has decided to set the dining hall in the former reception area for individuals from the martial arts world

Once these words were spoken, the burly men behind nodded in agreement, exchanging glances and saying: "Indeed, indeed, the eldest lady is the most amiable, and one should treat their wife well in the future"

Over time, saving money has become a commendable practice of the Xie Jian Mountain Villa

A sign hung askew on the door frame, having fallen due to a loose nail, dangling there. Anyone of average height passing by could bump their head against it, producing a creaking sound. Boldly engraved on it were two bright red characters... Haunted House

Wuliang's heart immediately felt cold and desolate, communication was cut off, and not a single one of this group was normal

The lady noticed that the atmosphere was a bit stiff, so she took her hand and led her into the dining hall. A group of people followed behind, laughing heartily.

There are actually a few exposed teeth glistening under the light

Everyone nodded in agreement, appearing quite convinced

After much contemplation, Xiao Wushilang decided to tidy up the bed himself

As he groped his way up the stairs, the foyer was lit only by a dim oil lamp. In the faint light, Wulilang noticed the landlady's eyes darting around.

With a swish of her robe, she walked over, smiling while gritting her teeth, and said: "Brother Duan, is there something inappropriate on my face that causes you to glance back repeatedly?"

Originally unable to find that girl Wulilang, my heart felt as if it were set ablaze. Yet, this Duan Shuixian, with her lascivious demeanor, repeatedly cast her enchanting gaze in my direction, intensifying the fire within my heart to its utmost.

At this moment, everyone let out a sigh of relief, as if they had found a great mountain to rely on, and the atmosphere immediately became much more relaxed

Timidly, the second lady's prayer beads turned restlessly

The three individuals immediately captured the hearts of numerous young ladies at that station

Feeling frustrated and conflicted, Wuliang was left speechless, quickly taking a few steps forward, leaving everyone else behind.

As he shouted at the top of his lungs, a group of people immediately rushed out from inside, all adorned with white flowers, their eyes appearing red and swollen.

The female ghost was beaten to the point of screaming loudly

Wuliang closed his eyes again in patience, then opened them once more, still calmly meeting her gaze. Then, with the tongue on his head, he raised his cloth shoes high and lunged forward.

As soon as she sat down, the lady let out a sigh and said: "Miss Su, can you handle particularly fierce vengeful spirits?"

There is truly no reason that can explain blind worship

Then, I couldn't help but feel a surge of emotions in my heart: the unparalleled young master is indeed as cold as ice... Truly deserving of his reputation! Deserving of his reputation!

Duan Shuixian silently gazed for a long time, and suddenly, she slowly turned around to look at the attendant in green beside her, asking with deep resentment: "Tell me, is he more handsome or am I more beautiful?"

Growing up, I have been called a little pig, a mischievous monkey, and even a stubborn stone, but no one has ever referred to me as a porcelain doll. Such a compliment made Wuliang's heart bloom with joy.

The landlady has long since disappeared, leaving only half a rope still tied to Wuliang's hand

Wuliang tied up the boss's wife with a rope and said sternly: "Go down, lead the way." There was no other choice; those brothers would probably have to go save her themselves

The madam glanced at the second madam and helplessly replied to Wuliang, "The body of the third madam has not been found until now; her only remains were discovered in the lotus seed soup of the second madam."

For instance, several ladies, being bargain-hunting enthusiasts, can transform into formidable women upon seeing a fabric clearance, each carrying back several bolts, which they then use for many years

The leader of the group hesitated for a moment before finally speaking, "Aside from the young lady who is in the main room, we will all share the common sleeping quarters."

Finally, when he aimed for the one hundredth time, Luo Jinfeng finally erupted

Wuliao finally became thoroughly depressed

The lady stood at the entrance of the Gathering Hall, dressed in a long dress of lotus color, waiting for Wuliang and his companions

In the large dormitory, it was quiet. Wuliang kicked the landlady, who, tied up, rolled and crawled, crashing against the door of the dormitory, causing it to bang loudly.

Among the items obtained, many have been passed down, and one of them is the most favored by Lord Xiao. It is a piece of fine white jade, which, after being soaked in the blood of the deceased for many years, has taken on a beautiful dark red hue

The handsome young man did not answer him, but merely lowered his head and continued to ask: "Have you invited Miss Su back?"

Because there have always been people around me whom I can rely on

That kind of gaze is akin to encountering a living Bodhisattva in a Buddhist temple

The remaining heroes, with lingering regrets, express their heartfelt lamentations

Then, with tearful eyes, I looked at the shop owner's face, which was a mix of green and black, and apologetically said: "I am very sorry, I couldn't hold it in. I originally intended to appear a bit more terrified."

The second lady weeps because, in a moment of carelessness, she chewed on that severed finger, and to this day, she has been experiencing a lack of appetite and indigestion

She ran swiftly, and naturally, it held another meaning in the eyes of the burly man who lagged behind. The leading burly man escorting Wuliang turned his head back and announced sternly in a loud voice: "None of you are to speak of Miss Su's affection for the young master. Miss Su is delicate; if she were to run away in embarrassment, I will skin you alive"

The Han men were taken aback, and suddenly they all knelt down, bowing their heads in utmost reverence, "Miss Su, you truly are a master of the supernatural; our Unloading Sword Manor has hope now

The door was smashed open, revealing a faint moonlight inside. A row of burly men stood in line, huddled in the corner against the wall, clutching blankets in their hands, trembling with fear

However, given the current situation, it seems that the people of Xie Jian Mountain Villa are quite fond of engaging in religious superstitions, and for the time being, it is likely that they will not be convinced.

The young master's heart, like a needle in the ocean, is the most difficult to fathom

How could this be

It was merely a simple promise, yet Wulilang's heart inexplicably settled down. He would forever remember that on the fifth day, the young boy had clearly freed himself from the ropes, but chose to stay because of him

His words were never many; over the course of several days, he spoke no more than a dozen words. Only this sentence, long and imbued with a certain stabilizing power, allowed Wulilang's heart to settle steadily in his chest

Damn it, do you have to ask questions in such an unpleasant tone

Wulou held his nose, tears streaming down his face, stung by the smoke.

Upon thinking of this, Luo Jinfeng could not help but feel a chill run down his spine. He then saw Duan Shuixian staring at him with wide eyes, seemingly gazing at him with deep affection without blinking, which further confirmed his suspicions.

Running while shouting: "Zhang Hu Yuan, Li Hu Yuan, what has happened?"

In fact, it is not like this at all

The proprietress looked at Wushilang without screaming or panicking, suddenly losing interest in telling the story, and continued in a lackluster manner: "This place is haunted!"

Those stinky dried tofu pieces are already extremely foul, and after being carried by the strong men for many days, they have long since fermented. Not to mention eating them, even just smelling them would be enough to make one feel nauseous for half a day

Sigh... Clearly, this group has completely misunderstood Wulilang's pure admiration.

Miss Su, this is our villa's madam," said the leading handsome man. Fifty Lang finally learned his surname; he is the guard Zhang here, who speaks little and always maintains a composed demeanor. Seeing Fifty Lang nod, he continued, "She is also the biological mother of Young Master Wushuang. Miss Su, you should get along well with the madam.

The entire inn was enveloped in darkness, occasionally illuminated by flashes of greenish light around its perimeter. The person who opened the door carried a small oil lamp, creaking as they pushed the door open, the light and shadow of the lamp casting an indescribable eeriness on their face

The group of strong men accompanying him all wore knowing expressions, and the handsome leader even cast a meaningful glance at Wuliang, chuckling, "The young master will be back soon, likely within these two days, Miss Su will surely have the opportunity to meet him."

The once grand and imposing words prepared by the old landlord, who stood on the sword platform, were met with a long silence, leaving him speechless.

Wuliao's mouth twitched for a long time, yet he could not help but explain with great kindness: "Actually... that... I am really not Miss Su!"

Forget it, explanations are of no use. Wushilang let out a long sigh and followed the strong men into the Xiejian Villa

I... will do my best! Fifty Lang's eyes twitched slightly as he saw a sudden influx of people who unconditionally trusted him. He explained for the thousand and first time: "Actually... I am not Miss Su."

A shimmering light glimmers in the mouth, passing with a silvery glow from beneath the tongue

The burly men behind, as if to express their loyalty, shouted one louder than the other, proclaiming in a manner akin to an oath: "We will not disclose Miss Su's affection for the young master; should we violate this oath, let it be as this tree."

Grasping the lady's hand, he grinned and said, "My lady, you are truly a person of integrity, always speaking the plain truth."

Running around the table, glancing back at Wulilang in terror while shouting, "If you come any closer, I won't hold back!"

"Xiao Wei, am I more beautiful, or is Gongzi Leng Wushuang more beautiful?" Duan Shuixian said as she took out a bronze mirror and looked at Leng Wushuang, absentmindedly asking the Qingyi guard behind her

I can't believe this is the answer!

The green demon by the window displayed a look of utter despair, suddenly raising its hand high, with a gentle flick, creating a burst of sparks. After the sparks extinguished, thick smoke began to rise, and in an instant, it filled the entire room.

Seeing the female ghost looking at herself with a face full of shame, her hands were intertwined, appearing very embarrassed, clearly indicating that the acrobatics had failed

Over time, in such a powerful atmosphere, the Sword-Removing Villa spontaneously established a convention

Wuliang sighed, truly unable to think of any other way. He originally possessed no martial arts skills and was brought here in a confused state. No one would believe any explanation. If it comes to being cautious, perhaps he is the most dangerous one.

The more he thought about it, the more terrified he became. The green-clad guard pondered for a while before cautiously responding: "Young Master, you and Young Master Leng each have your own charm!"

The head of my household is downstairs pretending to be a ghost to scare them. The landlady's face is covered in thick makeup, and as soon as she speaks, it starts to fall off.

The tall man nodded slightly, silently making way, and the figure of Wuliang, who stood behind, was suddenly exposed to the crowd.

Like pinching a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered

That night, the stars were abundant, yet his eyes shone brighter than the stars. His expression was surprisingly mature, almost uncharacteristic of a small child. He assured Wulilang, word by word: "I will not abandon you; if only one of us can walk out, it will be you who goes first."

Now the madam does not part with her sword, and if she feels even slightly tense, she will grip the hilt tightly

An item that can be worn for about ten months without needing a change

Miss Su," the handsome young man immediately brightened his eyes, almost rushing over to embrace Wulilang and weeping sorrowfully, "Please, you must get rid of that thing!"

The cold water fairy smashed the mirror, casting a chilly glance at the unparalleled young master, astonished that the world could dismiss someone of her rank, being third, with just a phrase of different charm; it was utterly unfair

Wuliao nodded, presenting an air of profound mystery

A cold wind swept by, and Wulilang stood silently facing the heavens, his heart surging with emotions

With a slight exertion, the unparalleled young master drew the Xiongqing sword from the Lingxi sword, its blade shimmering with a bright blue hue, the sword's wings as thin as paper, and with a flick of his index finger, it produced a crisp sound

Twisting their body while emitting strange sounds of "he he he"

Since the incident at the black shop, this group of strong men has persisted in sleeping outdoors and dining in the open. In the evenings, they spontaneously form a circle, with Wu Shilang at the center, to sit and rest on the spot

Then slowly, a very long tongue was吐出 from the mouth.

a very tense appearance

Fifty Lang twisted and turned for a while before shyly asking, "Um, is the Young Master Wushuang currently in the other courtyard?"

Soon, the female ghost regained her original terrifying appearance, her hair falling down again to cover her face. In a chilling voice, trembling and eerie, she asked, "Are you not afraid of me?"

In the middle of the night, Wulilang, in a daze, turned over, always feeling as if something was watching him.

Little girl, stay here well. There will be something fun in a while

Duan Shuixian was slightly taken aback, then suddenly squinted and smiled, saying: "Brother Luo, you are overthinking. I noticed you looking around anxiously, as if searching for someone, so I couldn't help but take a few more glances." With a snap, she closed the folding fan in her hand and continued to smile as she asked: "May I ask who Brother Luo is looking for? As the three young masters of the martial world, we should be united. If there is anything you need help with, I will certainly do my utmost to assist you."

Even the unparalleled young master has been wearing a long black robe for an extended period, both inside and outside. When it is not dusty, it has a matte finish; if it gets dusty, a little rubbing transforms it into a pearlescent fabric, truly remarkable

Wuliang had such an experience when he was still very young. He was kidnapped by bad people, blindfolded, and locked in a box for three days without a drop of water. There was also a slightly older boy traveling with him.

Always remember that one night

For instance, the strong men guarding the courtyard, when they go out on official business, always save every single penny of their travel expenses, and then collectively, in the dead of night, they take it out and slowly count it.

However, I truly cannot bear to leave; I estimate that I am their last glimmer of hope. If I were to sneak away recklessly, everyone's faith would instantly collapse

The sky darkened under a gray haze, and the willows by the roadside swayed in the wind, resembling ghostly figures beckoning souls. The closer one approached the Xie Jian Mountain Villa, the dimmer the light became

She absolutely does not believe in the existence of ghosts or monsters, so she instinctively asks what is causing the disturbance

Wuliang was feeling quite annoyed. He picked up a round stool used as a table cushion and threw it twice in quick succession. One hit the ghostly woman on the back, and the other struck her on the head. With a thud, the actress playing the ghost, the landlady, fell down while wailing.

Fifty Lang could only continue to ask: "Then what was the condition of the Third Lady's death?"

There are no ghosts in this world

Fifty Lang was in great distress, yet he felt quite pleased inside

At the beginning, with the mindset of robbing the rich to help the poor, the ancestor of the Xiao family would dig up half of the burial goods from the graves of the wealthy and then place a portion into the graves of the nearby poor.

Suddenly, a sense of foreboding rose from within Wulirang. He reached out with his palm and, indeed, found a thin and shiny blade beneath the proprietress's tongue. Her tongue curled and rubbed back and forth against the blade.

Wuliang was even more frustrated, glancing at the burly men who were grinning widely, and quietly changing the subject, "Madam, what is causing this mischief"

That pair of ancient swords is indeed alluring, exceptionally sharp and remarkably lightweight. Although everyone desires to possess them, only the rightful owner can draw them from their sheath.

The female ghost proudly shook her head, the amplitude of her tongue flicking wider and wider. Suddenly, with a swoosh, that long tongue shot out and landed on Wuliang's head, draping from the top of his head down to her belly

Although she claims not to mind, Duan Shuixian is still very concerned about it in her heart

a hundred percent black market

With a bang, for the first time, Wuliao's face turned bright red

Then, following the guard, they continued walking until they arrived at a rather excessively simple courtyard, where they stopped once again, saying: "Miss Su, this is our young master's villa"

Apart from Lord Leng, the other two appeared somewhat distracted. Their eyes kept darting around, and after scanning the area, Duan Shuixian's expression suddenly darkened. She turned back, looking sullen, and complained to the attendant in green: "How boring, she actually went somewhere else"

With a whoosh, a flurry of swift movements brought down a batch of innocent saplings by the roadside

With a golden crown atop her head and a gilded fan adorned with golden threads in hand, she entered the inner hall, swaying her head as she fanned herself, believing herself to be quite graceful and charming

Everyone's face is filled with excitement

Upon reflection, Duan Shuixian had even less interest in drinking tea. With a flick of his large sleeves, he unexpectedly used his internal energy and floated away lightly. The poor green-clad guard behind him, lacking the same level of lightness skill as his young master, ran like a frantic toad, panting heavily.

Hearing the sound of silver clinking, the clinking resonates in the quiet night, and then everyone becomes filled with fervor and excitement as they sleep

The proprietress, with a cold expression, handed over the oil lamp in her hand, and as she was leaving, she pinched Fifty Lang's arm hard once more.

The second wife, holding a string of prayer beads, stood behind the first wife, her lips twitching. After a long while, she managed to force out a faint smile and joined in the flattery, saying: "Yes, yes, yes, Miss Su not only resembles a porcelain doll, but also looks like a person made of tofu, so delicate and moist"

With a flurry of chopping, several of the relocated trees were split into timber

He carried a light golden sword diagonally on his back, dressed in a long black robe, with a faintly embroidered snow lotus in gold thread at the hem of the robe

Shaking all over like a straw, upon seeing Xiao Wushi Niang making her grand entrance with the white-clad female ghost, everyone instantly perked up, pointing towards the window and shouting, "Miss Su, there is another one by the window, with a green face and sharp fangs, standing there ready to devour us"

Esteemed guest, how many are there?

Seventeen or eighteen burly men, with such a magnificent display of oath-taking, their voices loud enough to be deafening, have likely startled countless birds in the forest, and within a hundred miles, it is estimated that everyone knows about it

The night is cool as water, and the wind whistles in through the broken and deformed window

Duan Shuixian overturned the table, furious. This will not do; she must return to change into a more splendid outfit. Otherwise, if she is outshone, her ranking on the list of handsome men in the Jianghu will certainly not improve.

Fifty Lang was just about to speak when he heard the big men behind him eagerly answering: "Madam, Miss Su is quite skilled at exorcising spirits. By the time we returned, she had already captured more than two..."

Wuliang kicked out, and the landlady rolled on the ground several times, then shouted: "Don't be afraid, he has already consumed my talisman water, he can no longer eat people. Everyone, let's go together and chop him into minced meat."

Now, seeing the people of the village, both big and small, appearing as if they cannot find solid ground to stand on, Wuliang felt a deep sense of empathy and truly could not bear to stay any longer, so he slipped out first

It was already teeming with people inside

Wuliang fell in love with the elegant and beautiful Leng Wushuang, who wields a single sword to split Mount Huang.

In the presence of numerous onlookers, the young master Leng Wushuang nonchalantly removed the sword belt from his shoulder, and then, one by one, inserted two exquisite ancient swords into it, securing them on his back with an air of elegance and composure

Miss Su, will you help us

Honestly leading Wuliang towards the large dormitory

This is quite embarrassing... extremely embarrassing!

The lady was very close and, upon hearing the guards say this, could not help but smile broadly as she looked at Wushilang several times. Seeing her shyly lowering her eyes, her face resembling a lotus flower, both bashful and awkward, she immediately felt a sense of intimacy. She stepped down the stairs, smiling as she took Wushilang's hand and said: "Miss Su is truly beautiful, like a porcelain doll."

Although he spoke little, his words surprisingly reassured Xiao Wushilang. During those few days, he had almost become his hope. Despite the lack of food and drink, and the kidnappers' intention to execute him, Wushilang never gave up.

Wuliang sighed deeply, tears streaming down his face, "Oh father, oh mother, your daughter has fallen... she is actually going to become a wandering priestess in the martial world..."

There was not even a space to sit down in the entire room. Fifty Lang leaned near the window and looked outside. It was misty and dark outside, with intermittent flickers of greenish light dancing.

Ah, why is there a white offering on the lintel? Wushiro raised his hand high and pointed to the white lantern on the gate.

Until entering the so-called main room

Amidst the glimmering tears, Wuliang and his companions continued their journey towards Xiejian Villa

Wuliang's assurance is like a spring breeze that caresses everyone's heart

It is as if nothing was said at all

At that moment, I was very anxious, holding onto the sleeve of his clothing and not letting go. A child of five or six years old naturally has a strong sense of dependence, especially in such a situation

Thus, Duan Shuixian glanced over at the bookshelf time and again, while observing the reflection in her teacup, unable to resist comparing her appearance with that of Luo Jinfeng.

Mo, Wushilang and she exchanged glances, there was no need for small talk, with not a single guest present, it would naturally be very quiet

This time, three individuals unexpectedly gathered together, and the frustration of the male heroes present is undoubtedly imaginable

As time went on, the digging became increasingly effortless, and the sense of professional ethics grew stronger, leading to a complete sweep of both the rich and the poor.

The boss's wife was left breathless, and the exciting story that followed lost all sense of anticipation.

Wuliang slowly sat up, then with a serious expression, he locked eyes with the female ghost, gripping two cloth shoes tightly in his hands, his knuckles tightening further.

Wuliang disliked eating tofu throughout his life, as well as sticky and mushy foods that were white and lump-like. Upon hearing the Second Madam's praise, he suddenly turned cold, filled with rage, and nearly kicked the Second Madam away.

Then, Miss Su, by tomorrow night, it will be the third day again. I am afraid that thing will come again. What should we do

At that moment, a sudden crack echoed through the quiet stairway, sharp and crisp, as if something had snapped a wooden beam. Wulilang immediately cast a disdainful glance at the landlady.

Then the two moved silently, one in front of the other.

Wuliang couldn't help but sigh, the relationship between the third lady and the second lady is truly good

Wuliao almost couldn't help but want to dig a corner of the wall; what a good servant he was, going out on official business yet still remembering to save money for his master. Thus, his gaze towards the big man became even more eager.

After getting everything ready, she also tidied up her hair on the back of her head, and then, without saying a word, she kicked off with both feet and flew out in a whoosh

This young man from the Duan family appears to be quite flamboyant, exhibiting an inexplicable enthusiasm for himself, suggesting that he is likely someone who enjoys the company of the opposite sex

Upon her question, the second lady suddenly burst into tears, pounding the table as she cried, as if she had lost her own mother

While hitting and kicking, Wulilang gasped for breath and angrily shouted: "This is so disgusting, you actually flicked your tongue and spat saliva all over me!"

After wandering through the entire villa, it took a full two hours. Although Wuliang has been running around for years, he could not endure such a lengthy stroll

Wuliang Yile continued happily, saying: "You finally believe that I am not Miss Su."

Contempt, oh contempt

Under such sorrowful circumstances, after walking and stopping intermittently, I unexpectedly arrived at the Xie Jian Mountain Villa

A small finger, white and jade-like, adorned with the red agate ring most favored by the third lady, sank into the lotus seed soup of the second lady. If it had not been for the second lady having a blister in her mouth that day, making her eat more delicately, had she eaten as she usually did, it is likely that not even a fingertip would have been left behind.

"Then, miss, please follow me." The toothless landlady smiled at Wuliang with a grin under the dim light

Wulou tightened his fingers again with restraint, closed his eyes in despair for a moment, and then opened them.

The boss's wife, with tears in her eyes, was forced to swallow the stinky tofu and finally gave up her struggle

The other heroes present, if not for the purpose of seeking the sword, would likely have no desire to participate in this martial arts gathering under such circumstances

With a slap, Wulilang struck a palm, angrily pinching the proprietress's mouth. He casually took out a piece of stinky dried tofu, the size of a fingernail, from the personal bag handed to him by those big men, and stuffed it into the proprietress's mouth.

With a roar, blood flowed backward, and Wulilang nearly fell onto the potted plant by the roadside, using his nails to scratch at the roots of the tree, piece by piece

Leng Wushuang felt a chill all over as she was stared at by Duan Shuixian. She turned her head coldly to look back. Without uttering a word, she appeared as cold as ice, her eyes resembling the iciest frost, carrying a hint of thin anger that shot forth.

Wuliang looked at her speaking in segments, feeling very frustrated. He was most annoyed by such figures from the underworld, as they had no constructive remarks at all. The groundwork was always just nonsense, and when it came to the crucial moment, they would take a deep breath.

The others immediately nodded like chicks pecking at rice. Their expressions remained unchanged, filled with immense reverence and respect, as they bowed to Wulilang time and again

The ancestor of the Xiao family was a bun maker, and the buns he produced were famous throughout Yangzhou. For many generations, they relied on this trade for their livelihood. By the time of the ancestor Xiao Wushilang, there came a year of natural disaster, and there was not even a single piece of tree bark, let alone flour.

Angrily, he said: "You have already consumed my unique poison, so obediently lead the way for me"

In Wushilang's eyes, countless stars flew out, his face filled with reverence, oh idol, the idol who cleaved Mount Huang with a single sword...

Prying open my eyes, I was instantly petrified

Since her emergence until now, Wuliang's father can take comfort in the fact that she has increasingly strayed from the broad path of being a lady

The entrance of the villa was splattered with dried blood, mingled with the rust stains of the iron gate, and from a distance, a strong smell of blood wafted in the air

This decision ... ... that is. ... ... to excavate ancient tombs

Wujilang and his companions, weary from their travels, had developed faint dark circles under their eyes

Duan Shuixian's thoughts were not on the Lingxi Sword; her eyes scanned the surroundings but failed to find Luo Jinfeng, who was as white as snow. Instead, the first-ranked Leng Wushuang still stood proudly in black attire at the front of the stage.

At the last step of the staircase, the proprietress suddenly turned her head, smiled slyly, and said: "Miss, it is very quiet here, very quiet..."

Seeing Wushi Lang staring at him with wide eyes, unblinking, he suddenly became excited

Old Liu, who was looking at the potted plant, nearly fell to the ground with his head. His lips trembled for a long time before he managed to swallow his tears.

The burly men beside me remained silent, their eyes conveying a singular message: Miss Su, why have you come again

Then they saw a group of strong men on the ground, all shaking their heads in unison. The leader, with an imposing presence, announced, "Everyone has heard it, from now on we can no longer call Miss Su 'Miss Su'. Miss Su does not like to be called 'Miss Su', and we must unconditionally obey! We can no longer call Miss Su 'Miss Su'"

How is my brother downstairs doing? Fifty Lang is currently worried about that group downstairs. Although they appear strong and powerful, in reality, they are all incredibly foolish.

Thus, not wanting to meet Duan Shuixian's gaze for even a moment, I hurriedly clasped my fist and said: "Thank you, Brother Duan, for your kind intentions; I appreciate it." Before the words had left my mouth, I was already several dozen meters away, seemingly fleeing as I lifted my robe and departed.

One series lasts for five years

At her call, those strong men immediately felt much more at ease, leaping up from the large communal bed, brandishing their large knives as they prepared to charge forward

Among them, there is a remarkable article that specifically introduces the black shops in the underworld

The expression of the lady suddenly became serious, her eyes began to wander, and she gazed deeply at the beam of the room. After about half a tea's time, she suddenly gritted her teeth and said decisively: "It is a fierce ghost! A very powerful fierce ghost."

Those who should come do not arrive, while those who should not come show up in such large numbers

On the third day, Wulilang finally checked into an inn

Fifty Lang's comforting smile, followed by a deliberate assurance: "I will not abandon you, absolutely not!"

Those who become jade maidens all end up as nuns

It is simply a tragedy

Everything is in order

The female ghost became even more pleased, tossing her hair, with her bright red tongue swaying along.

This name is indeed very vivid

Duan Xiaoshao, while languidly waving a fan, did not forget to present her captivating beauty. She tilted her left face slightly at a forty-five-degree angle, partially revealing her teeth, and glanced at her reflection in the teacup from the corner of her eye. Indeed, she resembled a graceful young gentleman.

Indeed, it is a fine ancient sword

The young guard, with red ears and a flushed face, took a long time before awkwardly responding: "Young master, you are all equally beautiful"

The sound is as loud as thunder.

The attitude is extremely sincere

You hear, there is not a single sound.

This is indeed a fine robe essential for individuals of the martial world

Duan Shuixian, as beautiful as a peony; Leng Wushuang, as cold as frost; and Luo Jinfeng, as delicate as an orchid.

Wulirang did not take a single breath, the level of this place is such that there are no bed curtains on the bed, instead, there is a thick layer of cobwebs. The table has only three legs, and for the missing one, two round stools of different sizes have been awkwardly used as a substitute. The most peculiar feature is the half-closed window, which, after severe deformation, creaks and rattles chaotically in the wind

Wulianglang symbolically opened his mouth, originally intending to appear very flustered, but unexpectedly, as soon as he opened his mouth, he couldn't help but let out a big yawn

In terms of appearance, Duan Shuixian is not inferior to the first-ranked Leng Wushuang and the second-ranked Luo Jinfeng. The key is that Duan Xiaoshao comes from a merchant family and does not often traverse the martial world, which naturally puts him at a slight disadvantage, resulting in his third place ranking

"Miss, this is the Sword Unloading Villa," said the leading man, a hint of fatigue evident in his smile. Although the place they were returning to was fraught with danger, the feeling of coming home remained warm and beautiful

Therefore, Master Xiao does not believe in ghosts, and neither does Wushi Lang.

The Han men all stopped, silently looking at Wushi Lang, and then they all revealed a sly smile

The old master of the First Manor in Suzhou has long announced that whoever can draw one of the ancient swords will be generously rewarded with the entire pair of Lingxi swords

By the bedside, there stood a female ghost in white, her hair reaching down to her abdomen, hanging down and obscuring her eyes, her breathing loud like a bellows, huffing and puffing

As he lay down, the wooden boards creaked, and occasionally one or two cockroaches scuttled by. Fifty Lang simply held his shoes in his hands, ready to fight at any moment

Wuliang suddenly felt a sense of frustration, with nothing to say.

The words were spoken in a grandiloquent manner, coupled with the perennial gaze of the water lily, which left Luo Jinfeng astonished time and again. It is said that many men are fond of the left wind; upon encountering a handsome man, they would eagerly approach and go to great lengths to please him

Wuliang does not believe in ghosts, and neither does Master Xiao. Why is that? This must be traced back to the history of the Xiao family's rise to wealth.

The atmosphere suddenly turned cold, and the second lady, who had a penchant for dry humor, followed up by saying: "She is so adorable that if the Buddha saw her, He would surely take her to be paired with the golden boy as a jade maiden"

Generally, if a shop is dimly lit and has a disheveled appearance, with the owner looking rugged and resembling a natural disaster, there is certainly a problem. Furthermore, if the accommodation environment is dilapidated and the air is permeated with a faint smell of blood, then congratulations are in order, for you have undoubtedly entered the infamous black shop.

Her eyes are like stars, her long eyelashes resemble fans, her lips are red and tightly pressed together. A portion of her hair is styled up at the crown of her head, with a very ordinary white jade hairpin inserted at an angle. The rest flows down her back like soft silk, contrasting with her black attire, exuding an indescribable chill.

Moreover, the unparalleled young master will be returning soon. Such a formidable individual will undoubtedly dispel the confusion among everyone. I shall stay with this group of anxious individuals and support them until his return

While Wuliao Lang was walking, he was also shivering from the cold

Fast as lightning, it left everyone astonished in their place

Duan Shuixian also sighed with lingering regret. Although the reasons for the sighs were different, everyone present was filled with melancholy.

The lady's eyes suddenly lit up with eagerness as she patted Wuliang's hand, smilingly promising: "Miss Su, you are truly a great benefactor of our villa. If you can help us deal with the evil spirit this time, I will have Wushuang show you the sword for a lifetime."

With that call, the truth was completely revealed; it turned out to be the toothless proprietress.

The young guard in blue wanted to cry but had no tears, trailing behind his young master, running as if he were a dead-tired mule, panting heavily.

In fact, I would like to add that those two ghosts are indeed not ghosts

The two hurriedly rushed back to the inn, dressed and groomed. By the time Duan Shui Xian changed into another set of black attire and rushed back to the main hall, the sword appreciation event had long since concluded. Young Master Wu Shuang had already vanished without a trace

The guard in the blue attire was filled with intense fear, suddenly recalling that yesterday, his young master had also asked a similar question out of the blue. Then, like a madman, he had run for an hour, leaving the guard trailing behind, exhausted like a dying old dog, his tongue so tired that it could not retract.

What remains is Luo Jinfeng, ranked second, who is frowning and looking around with a slight sense of disappointment