And the other two, one is Luo Dongxiong, whom Zheng Ming has dealt with, and the other is Cheng Qingling.

Cheng Qingling, who was dressed in plain clothes, was holding a rag in his hand at this time, and he was constantly wiping it on the wooden table where he had lost a leg and was directly supported by mountain stones.

Although Cheng Qingling's forehead didn't have any beads of sweat or anything like that because of her cultivation, there was also a hint of redness on her cheeks.

If the young Yingjie of the Luling Mansion knew that his goddess was actually wiping the table in a place close to the toilet, I don't know if they would be mad.

"Smack!" Luo Dongxiong's palm hammered heavily on a solid log, and his eyes were full of angry flames: "Grandpa, the people of Dongsong Academy are really too deceitful......! They put us in a place like this!"

Luo Jinwu's expression was very calm, he glanced at Cheng Qingling, who was gently wiping the table, as if he didn't have the slightest anger, and couldn't help but shake his head.

Although Luo Dongxiong is the most eye-catching young man in his Luo family, at this time, Luo Dongxiong and Cheng Qingling are not half a little different.

A female doll can calm down, but Luo Dongxiong, a man, can't even stand this grievance.

"Where do you want to live?" Luo Jinwu asked with a hint of sternness in his eyes.

For his grandfather, Luo Dongxiong was somewhat afraid in his heart, and when he heard Luo Jinwu's question, he couldn't help but hesitate and said: "How can it be a place where people can live!"

"Can't this place be inhabitable?" Luo Jinwu didn't let go of his grandson because of Luo Dongxiong's retreat, and continued to ask step by step.

Luo Dongxiong pointed to the room, and said with a hint of impulsiveness in his words: "Grandpa, it's not like you haven't seen this place." This house is full of stench, how can people live. ”

"What if you can't live with people?" Luo Jinwu took a breath, and his voice calmed down.

"Let's not live, let them change places for us, or ......" Luo Dongxiong said otherwise, he suddenly didn't know what to say.

And this time. Luo Jinwu said: "If they don't change places for us, let's go, I'll tell you, as long as you say such a thing, there will be absolutely no one to keep you in the entire Dongsong Academy." ”

"Although the three places in our Mansion Martial Academy, in the eyes of most people, they are all chicken ribs, but do you know. The Ten Thousand Swords Pagoda is going to be filled with a large number of spirit stones because of our three places!"

"If it weren't for the senior who left the Ten Thousand Swords Pagoda who had left a strict order, do you think the Eastern Song Academy would waste resources for our Martial Academy?"

"The reason why people arranged us here is that they wish they could give up immediately, do you understand?"

Actually, Luo Dongxiong knows what Luo Jinwu said, but he just can't be angry. After all, this place, in his opinion. It's really not a place where people should be. What's more, it is Cheng Qingling who stays in this kind of place.

Cheng Qingling looked at Luo Dongxiong, who was speechless, and chuckled to relieve him: "Dean Luo, Brother Dongxiong is also angry, in fact, I am also very angry. Those people in the Fuwu Academy, their methods are really a bit inferior. ”

Luo Jinwu shook his head and didn't say anything, but a trace of pain flashed in his eyes.

As the vice president of the Fuwu Academy. In Luling Mansion, although he can't be said to be true, most people want to give him some face. But this time, when he brought his students to Dongsong College, he was still in the firewood room next to the toilet like a beggar, and he felt even more humiliated.

However, his experience warns him that he must not lose his sense of proportion because of this, let alone make things bigger, and if you don't have the strength, even if you take advantage of the reason and make trouble, most people will say that you don't know what to do.

"Bear with me, after all, the opportunity of the Ten Thousand Swords Tower is rare, even if you can't get the top swordsmanship inside, being able to go in and practice it once is also a great opportunity for you. ”

When Luo Dongxiong said this, his eyes looked into the distance, and he saw that on the mountainside in the distance, thousands of disciples were practicing martial arts one move at a time, although they were all the most ordinary moves, but there were thousands of qi phases.

"I don't know where Zheng Ming is?" Cheng Qingling bit his lip and said softly: "Tomorrow is the meeting date you agreed with him, he must not be too late to miss this meeting of the Ten Thousand Swords Tower." ”

Luo Dongxiong didn't have much good impression of Zheng Ming, after all, he was defeated by Zheng Ming and lost face.

At this time, he heard that Cheng Qingling was worried that Zheng Ming would not be able to catch up, and couldn't help but say in a deep voice: "That nine-thousand-mile wild land, how can it be so easy, he Zheng Ming really likes to be reckless, hum!"

Cheng Qingling frowned, but he didn't argue, he didn't agree with Zheng Ming's desire to take the nine-thousand-mile wild road, and from Cheng Qingling's heart, he didn't agree much.

And Luo Jinwu didn't pay attention to the conversation between the two at all at this moment, what he was thinking about in his heart was how to elevate the status of the Martial Arts Academy of the Luling Mansion.

"By the way, these days, you must not have conflicts with the students of Dongsong Academy, especially Dongxiong, you remember to me, there is nothing to do, you must not go out, understand?" Luo Jinwu turned his head and said solemnly.

Luo Dongxiong nodded in response, but there was a hint of unconvincing in his eyes.

Just as they were talking, they heard someone say in a deep voice: "May I ask if Mr. Luo from the Luling Mansion is here?"

Luo Jinwu, who heard this voice, strolled out and saw a boy who looked to be more than ten years old, walking over with a basket.

"Mr. Luo, this is your dinner recently. Although the boy respectfully called Luo Dongxiong Mr. Luo on the surface, there was a trace of arrogance in his eyes that could not be concealed.

Although he is only a servant, he also has a kind of pride that the superior looks down on the inferior.

Luo Dongxiong had met this servant a few times, and many times, he felt that he couldn't bear to beat this servant.

"By the way, Mr. Luo, Uncle Yuwen asked me to inform you that tomorrow's reception banquet, because there are not enough seats, so all of us from the Luling Mansion should not participate. The servant said lightly after Luo Dongxiong finished the basket.

The reception banquet is a banquet organized by Dongsong Academy before the opening of the Ten Thousand Swords Tower, although this reception banquet seems to be a form, but it is also a symbol of status.

In the past, although the reputation of the Luling Mansion Martial Arts Institute was not obvious, the reception banquet was still allowed to participate, but this time, it was not allowed to participate in the reception banquet.

And this reason is also difficult to accept.

What is called that there are not enough seats, there are a total of thirty people who have entered the Ten Thousand Swords Tower, and the Dongsong Hall where the East Song Academy holds a reception banquet can accommodate tens of thousands of people, so how can there be a lack of the location of the Fuwu Academy.

This is clearly to tell Luo Jinwu that you are not qualified to participate in this reception banquet!

Luo Jinwu clenched his fists tightly, his eyes were filled with angry flames, even if he was ready to control his anger when he came, but at this time, this kind of thing still made him a little unbearable.

"The Uncle Yuwen in your mouth, I don't know what to call it?"

Facing Luo Jinwu, who had risen by an inch, the servant's face also showed a trace of fear.

However, this fear was instantly replaced by a kind of pride born from his bones, and he smiled lightly: "Uncle Yuwen's name is Yuwen Zongheng, and he is the number one master of our Martial Academy's generation. ”

"Now, his old man's cultivation has reached the peak of the seventh grade!"

Yuwen's four words made Luo Jinwu's anger like ice and snow in the sun, dissipating cleanly.

Not only because of Yuwen Zongheng's cultivation, but also because of Yuwen Zongheng's reputation. He knew Yuwen Zongheng, and he knew that he couldn't afford to offend Yuwen Zongheng.

Even the entire Luling Mansion can't afford to offend Yuwen Zongheng!

The servant glanced at Luo Jinwu with proud contempt and strutted away, and the moment the door was closed, they heard a disdainful word from the outside--it was just a turtle.

Naturally, the servant said this, and when he said this, the young servant did not hide it at all.

Luo Dongxiong stood up suddenly, being despised by the people of Dongsong Academy had already made him very angry, and now, even a servant of Dongsong Academy looked down on him, which made Luo Dongxiong feel extremely angry.

Looking at Luo Dongxiong, who was about to pull the door out, Luo Jinwu said coldly: "Dongxiong, what are you going to do?"

"This ...... This is really annoying, I want to teach him a good lesson!" Luo Dongxiong's eyes were red, and he said angrily.

"Teach him, how do you teach him a lesson and beat him?" Luo Jinwu glared at Luo Dongxiong and said undoubtedly: "Go back." ”

Luo Dongxiong finally sat back, but his face became extremely ugly. But sitting on the chair, he slammed his fist on the table that had just been cleaned up, and smashed the table into pieces in an instant.

The basket that had been placed on the table tumbled on the ground, and a pile of soup and water fell down. There is very little meat in these soups, and the dry dishes give people a feeling of nausea.

"Dean, why don't we go out and live for a while?" Cheng Qingling looked at the broken table and suggested softly.

Luo Jinwu shook his head and said: "Change the place to live, hehe, they have an excuse not to notify us, when the Ten Thousand Swords Pagoda was opened last time, they used this means to make your father have no chance to enter the Ten Thousand Swords Pagoda." ”

For a while, the atmosphere of the room became extremely depressing.

Cheng Qingling pondered for a moment, and finally said to Luo Jinwu: "Dean Luo, why don't I go out and get something to eat first." ”

"Okay, you go!" Luo Jinwu nodded. (To be continued.) )

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