The door was closed, the room was silent, and everywhere at the door, men and women were standing, here was heavily guarded, and in the small pavilion not far away, sat Jing Wu'er, who was in confusion and contemplation, and beside Jing Wu'er, stood two girls, it was Xing'er and Hong'er. One????? Read the book and see?· ｙ?ＫＡＮＳＨＵ·ＣＯＭ

"Miss, you said that the master of the courtyard has been having a meeting for so long, why hasn't it been over yet?" Hong'er looked at the door, and was looking at the disciples of the thirteen sects at the door, and said with some displeasure, this is Jingzhai's territory, these people came in, they didn't believe them at all, and they looked domineering, which was quite annoying.

Jing Zhai, as the leader of the righteous path, was a few decades ago, and now the strength is weak, these thirteen factions who have benefited from Jing Zhai's kindness are also arrogant and arrogant, and they are no longer as respectful as they used to be, this time Jing Zhai convened to discuss major matters, they seem to be very reluctant, even if they come, it seems to be just a passing scene, and they don't take it seriously.

All this, Jing Wu'er, the master and servant, all saw it.

In order to achieve the goal, the master of Jingzhai can endure it, but Hong'er and Xing'er, who are young, can't stand such contempt, but they can only use such words to vent their unhappiness, although they are a member of Jingzhai, but they are not even disciples, they only belong to the outer helpers, but they support Jingzhai and are loyal.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Jing Wu'er holding her chin, staring blankly into the distance, looking dazed, and falling into some kind of contemplation, Xing'er immediately asked with concern.

"Oh, I'm fine, have my masters finished discussing things, have they already come out?"

After listening to Miss's words, Xing'er knew that Miss was distracted, and did not pay attention to the situation in the house, and immediately said: "Miss, not yet, I only heard a noise from inside, it was very intense, I wanted to discuss it and could not reach a consensus, I was afraid that the idea of the master of the courtyard would be difficult to get support, and the current thirteen factions no longer need to rely on Jingzhai Zen Temple." ”

Jing Wu'er suddenly lost her voice, in fact, she didn't know it, but the matter has come to this, don't give it a try, I believe that even the master is unwilling, the master leads Jing Zhai, of course he knows it, but now it seems that people's hearts are indeed unpredictable, no matter how much kindness they have in the past, there is no absolute strong force, these people will not give any face at all.

In the rivers and lakes, in the world of martial artists, the strong are respected.

It is almost impossible for Jing Zhai to regain his former power.

Jing Wu'er's heart was in turmoil, not only about Jing Zhai, but also about Lin Daiyu, but also about the mysterious man, the more she thought about it, the more she was afraid of it in her heart.

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With a "snap", the closed door was rudely pushed open, and an angry bald man had already walked out, shouting loudly: "Everyone, I will not participate in this matter, you can do your best, the Martial Arts Conference, everyone relies on their own means, the so-called advance and retreat together, there is no point at all, the Flying Eagle Gang will only fight for themselves, and will not work for others." ”

"Let's go." After finishing speaking, he waved his big hand, as if with a little disdain, and with a word, more than a dozen disciples of the Flying Eagle Gang immediately followed the strong man and left quickly, and when the others walked out of the door, everyone including the master of Jingzhai Courtyard could no longer find the figure of the Flying Eagle Gang.

"Courtyard master, the matter of unity, I'm afraid it can't be concentric, although we know that unity can better exert the power of the righteous path, but the people's hearts are not aligned, but they are mutually restrained, it is better for everyone to act separately and take care of each other."

"Lord Hong Zhuang is right, our thirteen factions finally have a relationship, everyone can cooperate with each other, and the alliance is not necessary, so as not to destroy the old feelings, and it will be bad to change from friends to enemies, the master of the house, my old Ke will go first, if something is notified, my old Ke is duty-bound, and he will not push if he can help."

"The master of the courtyard has also taken his leave."

One after another, the thirteen factions of the people left one after another, and the master of Jingzhai who stood at the door did not say anything, but his expression was indifferent and indifferent, looking at these people, a kind of powerless pain surged into her heart, but the will of heaven is like this, she is afraid that she will not be able to change the fate of the righteous path.

Or, she is too self-righteous, thinking that she is seeking benefits for Bai Dao, but she doesn't know that people's hearts are unpredictable, these people have different thoughts, and they no longer want to be ruled by Jing Zhai, but want to be their real masters.

There are feelings, and of course they can be understood.

In the end, there was only one old monk left, the old monk did not have the same temper as others, or he could also understand the kindness of the master of Jingzhai Temple, the thirteen factions of the righteous path, only by uniting, could they have a chance to defeat the Demon Dao Palace, compared to the scattered sand of the decent white path, on the contrary, the evil sect led by the Demon Dao Palace was very united.

"Master of the courtyard, Jing Zhai has already used his heart, things are not humanly possible, don't be sad, some people, some things, need to go through painful pain to wake up, or the era of the death of the Demon Daochang, the righteous path is about to kick off, let's get ready, this Wumeng Conference is the beginning of the prologue."

"Wuwei Zen Master, thank you for your understanding, I Jingzhai has always led the rivers and lakes to be upright, this fission, but it is the dereliction of duty of the master of this institute, beyond his reach, can not blame anyone, since everyone has a choice, people have their own ambitions, can not be forced, I only hope that all factions will carry forward, eternal survival, the master of this academy is incompetent, I will apologize to the ancestors, to forgive their mistakes."

The old monk sighed and said, "The old monk is gone, the wind and rain are coming, the blood stains the rivers and lakes, take care of the master." ”

"Take care of the Zen master Wuwei, I will not be far away."

The last old monk left, taking away a large group of accompanying warrior monks, and the whole courtyard immediately became quiet, Jing Wu'er took the two girls and came to the front of the courtyard master, and asked softly: "Master, has our plan failed?" ”

The courtyard master was full of bitterness, and said: "The people's hearts are like this, the selfish desires are too heavy, alas, they are all incompetent masters, if the previous generation of the courtyard master is alive, an order, who in the thirty factions dares to say a word, Wu'er, you are the best disciple of Jingzhai's generation, and you are most likely to break through the consummation of the sword canon, but unfortunately, after several years of training in the rivers and lakes, there is still something lacking." ”

Jing Wu'er immediately bowed her head in embarrassment and said, "Wu'er disappointed the master. ”

The master shook his head and said: "The master doesn't blame you, there are some things, you can't force it, if the sword canon is so easy to practice, it won't be called the spirit of the sword sect, Wu'er, your love is not opened, the sword intent is not reached, this is the will of heaven and fate, even if the master makes you reluctant to love someone, it will only destroy your sword intent, and you will not be able to achieve perfection, this can only rely on yourself." ”

"Yes, master, the disciple walked the rivers and lakes, and indeed met a lot of men who he admired, but these people can't provoke the love of the disciple, and the non-disciple is cold-hearted and loveless, so he really hasn't met the man who really belongs to the disciple."

The master stretched out his hand, patted the disciple's shoulder, and said: "It's okay, for the teacher, I believe that since the ancestors chose you, there will be a day when you break the game. ”

After a sudden dense rain, the grass swayed, dancing in the wind, Liu Qingshan sat on a comfortable recliner, two women, one in front of the other, slender jade hands, on Liu Qingshan's shoulders, legs massaged, light fragrance, beautiful face, even if you don't look at the flowers blooming around, you can smell the flower-like taste, which is pleasing to the eye.

Beside the three of them, there was Lin Daiyu who was standing and waiting, her face was blushing, and she seemed to feel out of place, but she had to adapt to her current life, just like Yinyue said, since she came, she had to accept it, because she couldn't resist at all.

This was something she didn't dare to think of before, she really did it, the jade finger clamped the cut fruit, put it in the man's mouth, watched the man open his mouth, took it, and ate it, her face turned even redder.

Waiting for a man like this, let the **** woman shame the whole heart.

But fortunately, although all the women are around, it seems that they are not used to this kind of thing, otherwise Lin Daiyu will be eager to get into the cracks in the ground.

Because of the rain, the girls didn't go anywhere, these days to play in the southwest city, now can have a good rest, not far away Xinyun came over, took Liu Qingshan's hand, and said: "Master Fujun, I heard that there is a very fun game, called mahjong, now it's fine, can you teach us to play?" ”

Liu Qingshan opened his eyes, glanced at Xinyun with some surprise, Xinyun blushed, and said: "It was Sister Peony who said it, she said that you had played with several palace masters before, it was very interesting, and people also wanted to have fun, okay?" ”

Speaking in such a tone, Xinyun was nothing, but it gave Lin Daiyu beside her goosebumps all over her body.

"Okay, see you're still obedient these days, today I'll teach you to play mahjong, this is a game that doesn't belong to our era, and it's addictive to play."

Liu Qingshan got up, set up a table, and took out a pair of mahjong from the Shenlong ring, in fact, mahjong is really simple, Liu Qingshan, Black Peony, Xinyun, Lin Daiyu are also on the table, there are many things in love, Shenlong sees the beginning and does not see the end, it is gone early in the morning, Yinyue, I am not interested in this kind of thing, just watch the battle from the sidelines.

Helian Yun'er won't, so she gave the opportunity to Lin Daiyu, because Lin Daiyu is a smart woman.

As for Yubi and Yulian, of course, they stood behind Liu Qingshan, massaging their hammerbacks and pleasing men.

The rules of the game were explained in detail, but after playing three handfuls, the three girls all got started, especially Xinyun, who was very interested, and laughed out loud after pasting a handful of cards.

"I'm mushy I'm mush, give money, give money." Although it was just a small fart, for the first time in my life, of course I was happy.

Liu Qingshan quickly abdicated and gave Helian Yun'er, after all, this kind of game is not much fun for him, he knows every deck of cards, it's like wearing a perspective glass, and if he cheats, he is really invincible in the world.

Playing games is purely for fun, and if you don't have fun, it's not fun.

But the girls are addicted to it, you come and go, have a lot of fun, even Lin Daiyu thinks this kind of game is very novel, forget her identity, paste a handful of cards, and laugh heartily.

People say that there are no fathers and sons in the casino, but she has no imperial concubine in the casino here, and she has to give money if she loses.

Seeing these women having fun, a scene that seemed to be very familiar reappeared in front of him, Liu Qingshan remembered Qingshan Manor again, in his spare time, all the women seemed to like this, and they were very happy.

It's just that I don't know when the seventh breakthrough of the Divine Realm will be realized, not to mention anything else, it's good to go back and see them, for a few years, I think they are also thinking about themselves.