No matter what you say or what you do, Tiancanmen Sect ends to escape from the world and reappears in the world, it will inevitably bring turmoil. This is an inevitable result and cannot be changed, nor can it be changed. Even if they appear in a peaceful way, they will inevitably collide with other forces in the world;

In the final analysis, it is actually two words - benefit!

Money, people, things, and these are resources. Today, the martial arts world is in a relatively stable era of interest division. In other words, even if there is a meat star as big as a fly, it will have a master! If you go out of the world again, you have to divide your interests again. You can't live, right?

Interests are paramount, and struggles are inevitable. The Qingcheng Sect grinned because of the stolen bones, and was slaughtered. Tiancanmen Sect may have given the power of the martial arts forces in the martial arts world! This is probably the so-called knocking on the mountain and shaking the tiger, and throwing stones to ask for directions?

On the way to Shuzhong, Han Wen did not ride a horse and sit in a sedan chair like the bosses of other sects. Instead, he followed the large army slowly. For him, this was not a chance to hone his skills;

Dugu Yu followed Han Wen, holding Han Wen's arm, looking very close. He occasionally took out a incense towel to wipe her husband's sweat, like a competent wife. She did everything she could do, which was rare;

Not far away was Yue Lingshan riding on a horse. Four people in the Huashan sect looked here from time to time. First, Yue Buqun, second, Ning Zhongze, third, Linghu Chong, and fourth, Yue Lingshan;

Seeing Dugu Yu and Han Wen's actions, the girl who had just started to fall in love was broken because of a misunderstanding. A hint of envy flashed in her eyes, and then she whispered: "Dog man and woman! In broad daylight, in the bright world, it actually..."

Before he finished speaking, Yue Buqun frowned and scolded, "Shan'er! That's your uncle Han! How could you slander him in a bad way? No matter what, he is an elder! Besides, he represents the entire Wudang Mountain this time, don't cause trouble for the Huashan School. Do you understand?"

Ning Zhongze sighed slightly in his heart. From a certain perspective, she had already confirmed that Korean was the so-called thief, but what could it be? It is different from the past. He is now the junior uncle of the Wudang Sect. It is rumored that Taoist Master Chongxu intends to train him to be the successor of the head;

Let’s not talk about these things. Just talk about the things that night. If Koreans didn’t have the skills that later, they would be the dead soul under the sword. There is no right or wrong in this matter. Some of them are probably just... misunderstandings between each other?

Seeing Yue Lingshan, whose temperament changed drastically and her smart girl turned into her current appearance, Ning Zhongze felt hatred again. But what could she do? She could only say softly: "Shan'er! What your father meant is that Miss Dugu couldn't see her eyes, and you, Master Han, could still treat her like this. This is a beautiful story, not a thing..."

"I know!" Yue Lingshan interrupted her mother Ning Zhongze's words and turned her head angrily. She didn't know what she was looking at, and after a long time, she asked, "Senior Brother! Senior Brother? I want that rabbit! Go and catch me?"

Linghu Chong stopped and looked at it. Sure enough, there was a little white rabbit in the grass by the mountain. He was dodging anxiously because a large number of people passed by. With a smile, Linghu Chong carried the little white rabbit over and gave it to Yue Lingshan. His eyes were filled with a happy smile;

"What a handsome kung fu! A good apprentice taught by Senior Brother Yue!", a hearty laugh. Han came over: "I'm afraid Senior Brother Yue will be envied! Hahaha! Look at it! Mr. Mo Da is very jealous!"

"Where, where!" Yue Buqun jumped off the horse, landed beautifully and gained a foothold, and then walked with Han Wen: "Junior Brother Han. This long road is long and the distance from Shuchuan is thousands of miles. If you walk like this, you may be exhausted!"

"I have been weak since I was a child, but it is still the same now. The senior brother of the sect told me to walk more and strengthen my body! For the sake of my own capital to maintain the right path, how can I be lazy and cheat on my own!" Han Wen laughed and joked;

Yue Buqun also smiled and brought up other topics. The two had a great time talking and slowly left the crowd. After seeing that there was no one around him, he said with great concern:

"This time, the Five Mountains Sword Sect Alliance was full of its own. Wudang Shaolin also drew out a lot of elite children. All other sects were mobilized, and the momentum was extremely powerful. However, we are now empty behind. Brother Han, you said, if the demons of the Demon Cult take advantage of the opportunity to take advantage of the loophole at this time, the consequences will be-?"

"Don't worry! How can Senior Brother Yue, such a smart and exquisite person, not understand this kind of joint? As you said, this is a martial arts event that has never been seen in a century, and it is also a grand event that concerns the future direction of the martial arts world!

It is rare in ancient times and ancient times, and the wonders in the country are of course nonsense. The real problem is the division of interests. This is not only the right people in the right way are qualified to participate, but also the people in the Demon Cult also have a certain right to speak! As I expected, they have sent people to Shuchuan now!"

Han Wen smiled thief. How could he not know that Yue Buqun already understood this kind of thing? He probably had another intention. He also followed Yue Buqun's words and said that he wanted to see what Yue Buqun was going to do;

In fact, Yue Buqun doesn't want to do anything, and the only thing he wants to do is to win over the support of Shaolin and Wudang. Now he is still trying hard to disguise himself and still hiding his weakness. When he has no real chance to make a phone call, he chooses to endure it, so that Korean Wen, who looks at his back, not only curses in his heart - the old fox!

It is difficult to walk, and there are many different ways. The road to entering Shu is destined to be smooth sailing. The army of righteousness composed of seven forces is not as high-sounding as it is said. Justice is not as dirty as it is.

He came to Jingzhou on the southwest border of Huguang, and the army was stationed here, intending to rest for a while. Han Wen took Dugu Yu and Taoist Qingxu to stroll on the street. Compared to the small town at the foot of Songshan Mountain, this place is much more prosperous;

The shouts on the road were rising one after another, and the crowds were chaotic. Everything showed the prosperity here. After walking a few steps, I suddenly saw a small street stall on the side of the road with various hairpins on it;

The antique wood hairpin, the bright and charming jade hairpin, and the ding-tone silver hairpin, the workmanship is exquisite and beautiful, and it is quite good. Han Wen's eyes lit up, and he walked over with Dugu Yu's hand, and asked with a smile: "Brother! How to sell hairpins?"

The stall was a young man in his early twenties, looking honest and honest. When he saw the Korean question, he quickly replied attentively: "Not expensive! Not expensive! The most expensive one is only two taels of silver. Which one do you think of? You can give your wife a try first!"

"Haha!" Han Wen smiled and squatted down. After watching for a long time, he picked up a wooden hairpin. The jade was afraid of breaking and the silver was sharp. Considering Dugu Yu's situation, he chose the most suitable one, which was a beautifully shaped red sandalwood hairpin;

"Okay! This one is it! No need to look for it!" After throwing out a tael of silver, Han Wen ignored the vendor's thanks and also ignored Qingxu's bored gaze. He smiled and slapped Dugu Yu's hair bun and gently inserted it in;

Dugu Yu was a little excited, his eyes were slightly red, and he grabbed Han Wen's hand and asked anxiously: "How is it? How is it?...Is it good-looking?"

"Of course it looks good!" Han Wen replied affirmatively: "Every clothes you wear are beautiful, and any kind of jewelry you wear is beautiful! Even ragged clothes cannot cover up your extraordinary temperament! Oh! Maybe, you are my fairy!"

"I hate it! How embarrassing so many people!" Dugu Yu's little face turned red with a sudden flush. He leaned tightly in Han Wen's arms, but his heart was filled with sweetness like honey. People like her had very delicate thoughts;

"Your dog eyes are blind!" A vague shout rang out on the street, passers-by dispersed, and then Han Wen saw five or six strong men twisting a literati-like man and scolding him loudly. Next to this literati was a woman kneeling on the ground and begging, a pretty woman;

"People from Songshan Sword Sect?" Qingxu frowned and looked at Han Wen. Han Wen dug out and signaled to go over and watch the fun and meddle in other people's business;

"You little bitch! Now I know you're scared? Just now...";

After asking back and forth, Han Wen roughly understood what was going on. The cause was very simple. A few drunk Songshan sent their disciples to buy Chunlou for fun and fell in love with No. 1 sister, but this pretty sister was a top girl and refused their request;

What she admired was the man who was beaten with his hair. He was a very literary man. He often wrote some poems for her and composed music and sang them. Just as the scholar came today, he turned down the social engagement;

They made an appointment to go shopping together, and lived a romantic world of two people. Then they were followed by these disciples of Songshan Sect, and the scene in front of them was born;

Han Wen licked his dry lips, reached out to take out his jade-like small tobacco pipe, slowly put the tobacco on, lit it, took a beautiful breath, patted Dugu Yu's nervous hand, and said with a smile: "You guys, you're so angry! Stop it! Before I plan to punish you!"

"Which onion are you? Stay wherever you are cool!" The disciples of Songshan Sect shouted without hesitation. Looking at their drunken eyes, Han Wen knew that they were drunk;

He said, it must be impossible, so let's do it. He sniffed his mouth and Qingxu shouted loudly and rushed over: "Random! After drinking two taels of horse piss, he didn't know whose name he was! He dared to offend Master My uncle in person! He really was impatient to live!"
Chapter completed!