On this night, Wang Yuanba had a big banquet, feasting Yang Ming and Yue Buqun's master and apprentice, not only invited well-known people in Luoyang martial arts to accompany him, but also many gentry and celebrities among the guests, rich businessmen. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although Yang Ming is a junior disciple of the Sword Sect, he represents the Sword Sect this time, and he also sits on the first seat with Wang Yuanba, Yue Buqun and others.

In addition to Yang Ming, the only junior disciple on the first seat was Yue Lingshan and Miss Yue.

After being beckoned by Ning Zhong to sit down, Yue Lingshan walked around Yue Buqun's side and sat on the seat next to Yang Ming.

A burst of fragrant girl's body fragrance rushed into his nose, and Yang Ming, who was eating wine, couldn't help but stop and glanced at Yue Lingshan, whose cheeks were crimson.

Wang Yuanba, who was pushing the cup and changing the cup with Yue Buqun, said with a smile.

"Brother Yue, you Ling Ai is really a talent, but is it okay for your in-laws?"

Yue Buqun said with a smile.

"The girl is still young, besides, our family who learns martial arts, the eldest girl's family also uses swords all day long, and no female celebrity cooks, who wants a wild girl like her?"

"The elder brother said too modestly, the tiger girl, the children of ordinary people don't dare to climb high. But it's good for girls to learn some boudoir things. Speaking of this, Wang Yuanba's eyes turned to Yang Ming's body, and said with a smile.

"Ling Ai is so talented and beautiful, it is not difficult to find a young hero to match. ”

Yue Lingshan is also a smart person, so she naturally understands the meaning of Wang Yuanba's words.

"The old man really loves to laugh! The younger generation is so like a willow, people will definitely not look down on me. ”

After speaking, he raised his little foot and stepped on Yang Ming's instep.

Yang Ming, who was innocently lying on the gun, could only put down his wine glass and said.

"Miss Yue laughed! A beauty like you, a normal man would want to marry you, but I don't know which one will have such a blessing. ”

"Good!"

Yue Buqun slapped the table and praised it, hugged Yang Ming's shoulder and said.

"With the words of master and nephew, after we return to Huashan, I will give Uncle Mingfeng and fulfill your marriage to Lingshan. ”

"I'll go—"

Suddenly hearing Yue Buqun's words, Yang Ming couldn't help but call out the classic complaints of his previous life.

Looking at Yue Buqun's impatient appearance of marrying his daughter, it was like he was afraid that Yue Lingshan would not be able to marry.

Naturally, Yang Ming also clearly understood in his heart.

Yue Buqun was anxious to marry his daughter to him, but it was just a political marriage to ease the relationship between the Sword Sect and the Qi Sect.

"Where does Young Man Yang want to go?"

Wang Yuanba said with a straight face, pretending to be unhappy.

Since the head of Yue wants to make the decision for you and Miss Yue, you are waiting to be the son-in-law of the head of Yue, do you have anything to dissatisfaction with?"

"The marriage of the younger generation still needs to be clear to the righteous father and mother! And the younger generation has already had a marriage contract with the righteous sister Qingwen, is the head of Yue really willing to marry his beloved daughter?"

In his previous life, he was eroded by the two-dimensional house culture, and Yang Ming, who had lost his temperance, naturally did not have any psychological burden for things like opening the queen and the palace.

It's better to say that it's a bit of a desperate request.

"Senior Brother......

Hearing Yang Ming's words, Ning Zhong looked at Yue Buqun with dissatisfaction.

The marriage contract between Yang Ming and Qingwen, they have also heard rumors, but they have never been convinced.

Although in the dynasty at this time, it was common for a man to have three wives and four concubines, but Yue Lingshan's identity was the beloved daughter of the head of the Huashan faction.

Marrying Yang Ming as Yue Lingshan naturally makes it impossible to be a concubine.

Yue Buqun's face also showed a hesitant expression.

Seeing that the atmosphere of the scene was a little embarrassing, Wang Yuanba changed the topic and said.

"Today is a banquet for the Huashan faction to receive the wind and wash the dust, and other things will be talked about later. ”

"That's how it should be!"

Yue Buqun smiled and drank another glass with Wang Yuanba.

Lin Pingzhi and Ling Hu Chong sat on the second seat, accompanied by Wang Bofen as the master.

Since Yang Ming saved Yue Lingshan again in the battle of breaking the temple, Ling Hu Chong felt that the distance between the little junior sister and himself was getting farther and farther away.

At this time, listening to Yue Buqun and others talking about marrying Yue Lingshan to Yang Ming, Ling Hu Chong felt miserable in his heart, and drank wine sullenly.

He didn't have any idea of stopping the marriage.

After all, Yang Ming is young and promising, has strong martial arts, and is a disciple of the Sword Sect, and is expected to become the head of the Huashan faction in the future.

Yue Lingshan can marry him, it may not be a good match.

Ling Hu Chong is the head disciple of the Huashan faction, and everyone in the second seat except Wang Bofen takes him as the elder.

After three rounds of drinking, Wang Bofen saw that he looked indifferent, asked him three sentences, and often only answered one sentence, obviously looking down on his boss, he couldn't help but be secretly angry.

Linghu Chong only chattered and did not answer at all.

Lu Dayou is the sixth disciple of Yue Buqun, the head of the Huashan faction, because he ranks sixth among the disciples of the Huashan faction, and he likes monkeys, so he is nicknamed "Six Monkeys".

He is lively, outgoing, witty, and slightly funny.

Among the disciples of the Huashan faction, he is the best with his senior brother Ling Hu Chong, taking Ling Hu Chong as an example everywhere, and thinking about Ling Hu Chong in many things.

If this world hadn't been changed, Lu Dayou would have been plotted to death by Laudeno a few days ago.

But Yang Ming's arrival also changed Lu Dayou's fate, and he is still a lively [Six Monkeys].

Seeing that Linghu Chong was sullen and did not answer Wang Bofen's question, Wang Bofen despised Linghu Chong, and Lu Dayou mentioned the battle outside the broken temple in Shaanxi a few days ago.

Hearing that the Huashan faction was attacked by fifteen first-class masters, Wang Yuanba's eyes widened and he asked Yue Buqun.

"Brother Yue, how did your faction escape from the attack of fifteen first-class masters?"

The attack of fifteen first-class masters, looking at the rivers and lakes, only the Songshan faction, the Taishan faction, the Shaolin Temple, the Wudang faction and the Sun Moon Divine Sect could withstand it.

Although Yue Buqun and Ning Zhong were first-class masters who became famous, it was impossible for them to lead a group of disciples to block fifteen first-class masters.

Yue Buqun smiled, looked at Yang Ming and said.

"This is thanks to the timely help of Yang Ming's nephew and the nephew of Heping, otherwise, the disciples of my Huashan Sect Qi Sect will be more than lucky. ”

Seeing that Yue Buqun was only concerned about touting Yang Ming, Lu Dayou said loudly with dissatisfaction.

"That battle was also thanks to our senior brother Ling Hu Chong, who dragged down five first-class masters with one enemy and five, and we were able to wait for the help of Senior Brother Yang Ming and Senior Brother of Peace. ”

With one enemy and five, drag five first-class masters.

If this was talking about Yue Buqun, although everyone was shocked, they would not have much reaction.

But the person Lu Dayou said was Ling Hu Chong.

Although Ling Hu Chong is the head disciple of the Huashan faction, he is a junior disciple, and he is only twenty-five or sixteen years old.

Even if Ling Hu Chong had the strength of a first-class master at a young age, it would be too appalling to say that he could defeat five first-class masters by himself.

Wang Yuanba and the Luoyang martial arts people present all widened their eyes, and looked at Ling Hu Chong in disbelief.

"Brother Yue, what did this disciple of yours say...... But really? Linghu Xian's nephew is serious...... Is it really that powerful?"

It's no wonder that Wang Yuanba is skeptical.

With his martial arts knowledge, of course, he can see that even Yue Buqun, who is a master, may not be able to defeat five first-class masters with one enemy and five enemies.

Ling Hu Chong is young, and there is still a gap between his internal cultivation and first-class masters, how can he do this kind of thing.

Yue Buqun pondered for a moment, nodded and said.

"It's true. I, a bad disciple, was favored by Uncle Feng Qingyang of this sect and taught me the peerless swordsmanship [Dugu Nine Swords]. Chong'er's current martial arts and swordsmanship are already better than my master. ”

"[Dugu Nine Swords]-"

Wang Yuanba's eyes widened at first, and then said with a smile.

"I have long heard that the predecessor of the Huashan faction is still alive, but I didn't expect that Linghu Xian's nephew would be able to get the true inheritance of his old man, which is really gratifying!"

Wang Yuanba is also an old man in the rivers and lakes, and has experienced the era of invincibility in the world when the wind is clear.

Ling Hu Chong was able to get Feng Qingyang to teach the [Dugu Nine Swords], and the re-emergence of this Huashan faction was just around the corner.

The Luoyang martial arts people present, although they were a little suspicious in their hearts, were all saying flattering words.

Today's Huashan Sect is no longer the last of the Wuyue Sword Sect in the past.

With the return of the first-class master of the Sword Sect, coupled with Feng Qingyang, the supreme master.

Now the Huashan faction has overtaken the Taishan faction and has taken the second place in the ranking of the Wuyue Sword Sect.

Ling Hu Chong, who was congratulated and complimented by everyone and became the center of attention, didn't say anything, still drinking sullenly.

At the end of the banquet, all the guests present returned happy, but Ling Hu Chong was drunk on the banquet alone, and was carried back to the room by Lu Dayou.

Linghu Chong was so drunk that he didn't wake up until the afternoon of the next day.

He paced out of the room, none of the junior disciples were seen, and when he asked the next person, it turned out that he was in the back lecture hall to learn martial arts with the nephews and disciples of the King of the Golden Daomen.

He had no ill feelings towards the people of the Wang family of the Golden Daomen, and he didn't have a good impression at all, and he didn't want to mix with those nephews and disciples of the Wang family at all, so he immediately went out.

Luoyang is the capital of the emperors of all dynasties, the scale is magnificent, but the market is not very prosperous.

Ling Hu Chong walked into an alley and saw seven or eight scoundrels betting on dice in a tavern.

He squeezed in, took out the greeting gift package that Wang Yuanba gave yesterday, took out the silver, and gambled with them.

In the evening, more than forty taels of silver were lost.

The scoundrels forbade him to gamble again.

Linghu rushed to a scoundrel beside him, Chen, and said crookedly.

"Borrow three taels of silver, and if you win, you will be repaid twice. ”

Chen smiled crookedly.

"What about losing?"

"Lose, pay you back tomorrow. ”

"Forgive me, this kid has no money at home, what will you pay back if you lose?

Ling Hu Chong was furious, and his backhand was a slap in the face, and at this time, the wine had already reached eight or nine points, and he snatched a few taels of silver in front of him.

Chen shouted with a crooked mouth.

"It's the other way around, it's the other way around! This kid is a robber. ”

The scoundrels were originally a group, and they swarmed up, and seven or eight fists greeted Ling Hu Chong in unison.

These scoundrels are just a few superficial kung fu.

Ling Hu Chong's internal strength cultivation is already close to a first-class master.

He didn't even pull out his long sword, he swung his fists left and right, fighting with those scoundrels.

In just a moment, those scoundrels were knocked to the ground by Linghu Chong, and they didn't even care about their own money, so they fled with screams.

Counting Ling Hu Chong's capital of forty taels of silver, those scoundrels actually left him more than sixty taels of silver.

Without those scoundrels to gamble on the dice with him, Ling Hu Chong drank sullenly alone in the tavern.

In the middle of the night, Ling Hu Chong was already drunk.

The shopkeeper of the tavern and the young man took the money and silver from him, and then moved Linghu Chong outside and threw him in the corner of Green Bamboo Lane.