Lu Hong retreated from the enemy with a sword, and when he invited him again, the banquet was already lonely. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Many of the young heroes present here have been defeated by the sword and sword, and many of the great masters who have been famous for a long time are already the masters of one party, so they naturally cherish their feathers and rarely fight with their juniors in full view.

After a while, seeing that no one attended the sword test, Ruan Lingyin Island: "Hold the qin, send the Zhengyang sword to Lu Gongzi",

"Don't dare to bother the girl, go down to get it",

Lu Hong gave a slight salute and swept everyone into the grass house.

The old man holding the sword at the door and the man in the yellow robe both moved in their hearts, this young man is so fast.

Ruan Lingyin was also surprised, she started earlier than the other juniors and sisters in the Red Mansion of Baijian, she had a lot of experience, and she was also very knowledgeable in various exercises, and she knew that the most taboo thing when fighting against others was such a sudden approach.

She was also good at her body and swordsmanship, but Lu Hong's sudden entry into the grass house still shocked her. She only felt the breeze blowing on her face, and Lu Hong had already arrived in front of the case with a slight movement of the light veil, and reached out to hold the Zhengyang Sword in the sword box.

"The girl is really as cold as frost and as beautiful as a peach and plum",

Lu Hong was only a stone's throw away from her, and through the thin light veil, Ruan Lingyin's skin could be clearly seen, and her red lips were as delicate as roses.

Seeing her frowning slightly, knowing that she was already angry, Lu Hong smiled and withdrew from the grassland.

When Lu Hong returned to the banquet, someone immediately came up to talk to him, and Lu Hong responded with a smile.

The maid named Baoqin behind Ruan Lingyin took out a sword again, named "Yufeng", and the other maid prepared a few gift boxes and walked to the banquet.

The maid gave the gift box to the lark, Cheng Jiao and a monk of the Vajra Gate, and said something in their ears with a red face, except for Cheng Jiao, the lark and the monks of the Vajra Gate all accepted the dress and crown ceremony.

"Lu Hong, they don't give you a dress and a gift, do they really want you to be an offering to the Red Mansion of the Sword?", Li Qiushi said in a low voice.

A few people at the adjacent table nodded and said, "With Brother Lu's sword attainments, it is more than enough to make an offering."

"Yes, Brother Lu is a great talent, and the position of Keqing is really condescending to Brother Lu",

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Lu Hong shook his head and smiled silently. In his heart, he knew that the position of worship of any sect was far more cautious than that of the position of guest secretary, and most of the people who held the position of worship were old monsters who had been practicing penance for more than a hundred years or masters who had been famous for a long time, but there were very few people as young as themselves.

Gradually, the sun is setting, and a touch of slanting sun is added to the hillside of Longjing Tea Garden, and the Zhengyang of the Red Mansion of the Worship Sword, the Wind and the Cold Ice have all been mastered, and five copies of the clothes and gifts have been given, but there is no Lu Hong's.

Although he didn't know what went wrong, Lu Hong knew that his calculation had been fulfilled, and the position of this guest secretary was destined to be lost to him, so he sat for a while and said: "Xiucai, I should go to the Red Mansion, you and Brother Skylark will sit here for a while, but if there is a change, everything will listen to Brother Dao",

"Ah, Lu Hong, Lu Hong",

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In the grass house, Ruan Lingyin glanced at Lu Hong's departing back imperceptibly, and randomly raised his eyebrows and put away the guqin on the table.

The maid behind her, seeing that everyone at the banquet was gradually dispersed, leaned over and whispered: "Miss, that one named Lu Hong is so powerful, why don't you prepare a dress gift for him? If you can use it in the future, it will be the credit of Miss."

Ruan Lingyin frowned and said: "What do you know? Although his swordsmanship is not weak, I worship the sword of the Red Mansion is already famous for his swordsmanship, and there are many sword cultivators under the door, and Keqing is naturally looking for people who are thaumaturgical or born into wealthy families, and Chen Xuangang folded under him, and the outside world laughs at my Red Mansion disciple's swordsmanship is not as good as a mortal, isn't it a joke to worship him as a guest at this time?"

Baoqin stuck out her tongue coquettishly and said, "What Miss said is,

In my heart, I felt that it was a pity that a young swordsman could not be a guest of the Red Mansion.

When Ruan Lingyin got up with the qin, she suddenly caught a glimpse of her waist being empty, and hugged the qin and said, "Miss, did you forget to bring your purse?"

"Purse?", Ruan Lingyin's fingers pressed lightly on his waist, and the fragrant flower purse that he had been wearing was really gone, and suddenly remembered Lu Hong's abnormal behavior of suddenly entering the grass house before, and he was immediately stunned, but his heart was both shocked and angry.

She was a famous lady before she entered the Red Mansion, and she had a slight cleanliness habit, so she never got a little close to the man, and she couldn't help but feel ashamed and angry when she thought that Lu Hong actually reached into her waist.

She is the senior sister of the Red Mansion who worships the sword, and her cultivation is far from being comparable to a half-person like Chen Xuan, Lu Hong, an ordinary man, can actually steal his personal purse without knowing it, and he can't help but be shocked in his heart

The twelve cities on the fifth floor of the Red Mansion have appeared in the color of dusk, the red glow on the horizon and the continuous mountains want to connect, many young men and girls walk down the plank road in frustration, many people have been out of breath, but the physical exhaustion is far less than the heartache of the defeat.

They failed to pass the test of the immortal gate and were destined to fail to enter the immortal gate.

Chen Feng and the three of them stood on the flying sword, floating in the air, looking down at the people who sighed below, and said: "You don't have to be depressed, life is unsatisfactory nine times out of ten, the immortal family pays attention to the immortal fate, but Sumeru mustard seeds, the Tao is three thousand, and the heavenly Dao is ruthless and there is still a glimmer of life, what is this setback? Although you have no relationship with my Red Mansion, but the number of immortal sects in the cultivation realm is as many as the sand of the Ganges, it may not be that there is no chance for you."

These words could only be barely comforted, and everyone thanked them weakly and left in pieces.

"Senior sister, let's go back to the mountain",

Seeing that there was no one stranded on the mountain, the sword blade turned around under Chen Feng's feet.

The three of them were about to return to the fairy gate when they suddenly noticed a slight wind behind them, and turned their heads to see a person walking quickly between the mountains, and his figure flashed a few times, and he had come closer.

"You're... Lu Hong?",

Chen Feng and the three of them have never met Lu Hongsu, but the image of Lu Hong carrying three swords has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and the disciples of the Red Mansion who worship the sword remember this very deeply.

Lin Mo looked at the person in front of him in surprise, he was dressed in a cyan robe, his long body was jade, and his face was a little lazy, but the kind of calm bearing on his body was not inferior to that of the disciples of the Immortal Family.

Lu Hong's figure stopped, standing on the hill opposite the three of them, nodding and smiling: "It was here, I heard that the Red Mansion opened for election today, and Lu came specially to come."

The three of them looked at each other, and the three-year-old child knew that the opening of the Red Mansion was to recruit disciples in the morning, and even in the evening, he had no chance with the immortal family, and this benevolent brother didn't come until the evening, which was really big-hearted.

Chen Feng said with his hand: "Lu Hong, the recruitment of the Red Mansion has ended, if you want to worship under my immortal family, wait for the next time the Red Mansion opens, remember to come early",

Lu Hong smiled slightly, and took out a pink purse from his sleeve.

"Can't you open up with this token?"

Seeing the purse embroidered with gold thread and overflowing with the fragrance of flowers, the expressions of the three of them changed.

"It's .... Big sister's purse?",

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