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Chapter 77: Martial Arts Master: Scholar, don't blacken! 16


"Uh-" The man looked at the scholar in fear, only to feel as if his throat was choked by death, and he couldn't breathe.

And finally— His eyes widened in horror and he was lifeless.

"Apprentice, why haven't you come yet?"

The soft voice of the girl in the carriage came.

Rong Shaoqing's slender figure flashed, flew to the carriage and sat down, picked up the whip, and asked, "Master, are you really going to the cottage?"

” When she called him an apprentice, she was a little unhappy.

When she is in a good mood, she will call him a scholar softly.

It's just that......

Isn't the girl master going to the 'Cloud Misty Villa' to participate in the martial arts conference?

"Go."

The pet lazily responded.

Rong Shaoqing drove the carriage towards the place that the bandits had said before.

Pet Ai was half-lying in the blanket-covered carriage, reading the previous blue book in her hand.

"Scholar, how are you doing with your martial arts?"

She asked nonchalantly.

Rong Shaoqing replied: "I have already practiced to the fourth level." ” "Xuanyang Nine Styles" every time he practices one more layer, the internal force in his body becomes more and more refined, although he has only practiced to the fourth layer, he already has a Jiazi's internal force, and there are very few martial arts internal forces that are so strong.

It's just that his temperament is getting more and more irritable.

It seems that there is one in my heart - a violent and cruel demon.

In the past, he couldn't bear to kill chickens, but now, he can't help but want to kill, kill, kill!

He tried to suppress his emotions, afraid of losing his mind, and kept covering up and not telling her.

"Before you go to Cloud Mountain Villa, you have to practice to the fifth layer."

Her tone was still gentle, but with an irresistible command.

"I know."

He obediently obeyed.

Before apprenticing, she made it very clear that she had no way to cultivate internal strength, and only when he became invincible could she save his and her lives. - Qingcheng.

July Flowing Fire.

There are several kinds of martial arts conferences in the Central Plains.

One is to gather heroes from all walks of life to fight once in a few years and choose a new martial arts alliance leader.

One is the annual weapon spectrum ranking, where various martial arts families will come up with awesome weapons to compete.

There is also a kind of - Jianghu List→_→ Beauty List and Son List.

Every summer, a martial arts conference will be held in the rivers and lakes to elect the 'little fairies' and 'little fairies' who are strong and beautiful in martial arts.

Therefore, on the eve of the martial arts conference, Qingcheng was as lively as ever.

Yuelai Inn is the largest chain inn in ancient and modern times, and the people who come and go in it are the big people of the big faction.

Inside the hall at the moment.

"Have you heard?"

"I heard it, I heard it......

It's really inhumane......

One hundred and eight people were killed......" “……” Gossip is everywhere, and the rivers and lakes are not immune.

Recently, a cult organization has been born in the middle of the rivers and lakes, and some people want to ask what is the name of this cult?

It's called a cult, it's a cult!

There are only two people in this cult, a man and a woman, and I heard that it is a master-apprentice relationship, and the two of them have martial arts and are fierce and vicious.

And—I never saw the male apprentice's master make a move.

People in the rivers and lakes call the man 'jade-faced scholar', why did he get this name, because he often wears pale cyan scholar's clothes, and his face is like a crown of jade.

This jade-faced scholar's martial arts is very evil, and after playing against him, none of them survived, and his death was tragic.

The people in the hall spoke in a colorful way.

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By the window, a man and a woman sit in silence.

The pretty girl in a pale pink dress played with a teacup in her hand and said in a teasing tone: "Scholar, you are famous." ”