Xin Zhuo's heart was slightly blocked, and he doubted whether this girl Qin Lilong had the potential to be a pimp. He went deep into the tiger's den, not to pick up girls, not to mention heroines and so on.
The woman in white clothes in front of her has a long sword at her waist. She has a slender figure, willow-shaped eyebrows, red lips and a beautiful nose. She is quite handsome, but there is a trace of worry between her eyebrows, as if she has something on her mind.
At this time, he looked Xin Zhuo up and down, his expression full of alertness, and he scolded Qin Lilong with a straight face: "Little girl is talking nonsense, who is this young master?"
"His name is Jiang Facai, and he is also a hard-luck man. He originally depended on his grandmother, but his grandmother was snatched away by the old thief Xin Aotian, and she could not bear the humiliation and died. He is now alone, with neither talent for martial arts nor the ability to take revenge, so he Come join us."
Qin Lilong told the story in a very informative and complete manner, and then introduced to Xin Zhuo: "This is my third senior sister Song Xijun, the heroine. Are you still polite?"
Seventh level realm!
Xin Zhuo secretly thought, bowed and saluted: "I have seen Song Nuxia!"
Song Xijun's body flashed and he was already in front of Xin Zhuo. He grabbed his wrist and invaded with his true energy to find out whether it was true or false.
Xin Zhuo didn't move and let her do what she did. He had a ghost body and a higher realm than the other party. What he could detect was that there was a ghost.
really! Song Xijun's tense expression disappeared. He let go of him and chuckled: "Don't blame the suddenness. I recently heard that the two male and female thieves, Xin Zhuo and Cui Ying'er, have arrived nearby, so I have to be cautious!"
Before Xin Zhuo could reply, Qin Lilong said with a smile: "Sister, don't worry. Xin Zhuo and Cui Ying'er met a Baili God-Destroying Hero last night and were defeated. They have already fled back to Fulong Mountain."
Xin Zhuo repeated what he said last night, and to show his authenticity, he said with certainty: "Junior sister, I saw it with my own eyes!"
This assist is beautiful!
"Is this serious?" Song Xijun looked happy and pulled Qin Lilong, "Mr. Zhao, the owner of Haosang Villa, is here in person. As the leader of this crusade against the grandson of the old thief Xin and the digging of the old thief Xin's grave, uncle and the others have already Let’s go, let’s go too.”
Saying this, he greeted his servants and arranged a room for Xin Zhuo to rest.
The room is not big, and the location is very remote, but the environment is good. It has a small courtyard with flowers and potted plants. The room has sandalwood tables, chairs, beds, complete furniture, and even some antiques, calligraphy and paintings.
There seem to be one or two hundred such small courtyards in the village, which shows the rich family fortune of the swordsman Ge Sanye.
A mere sixth-grade man could get to this point. Xin Zhuo suddenly doubted whether he should continue his career as a bandit with no future. Wouldn't it be nice to bring Cui Ying'er and his family's entire family fortune with him in the future?
In the afternoon, all the martial arts people seemed to have gone to greet the "alliance leader" Mr. Zhao, and the surroundings were very quiet.
Xin Zhuo was thinking about Cui Ying'er and the others, but it was not advisable to go out casually and arouse suspicion when he first arrived, so he had better find a chance to sneak out at night.
With nothing to do, I sat cross-legged on the bed, first ran a few of the Great Zhoutian's [Yin-Yang Fighting Swap Madness Heart Technique], and then took out the silver needle and used the "xxxx" medical skill to repair the meridians again.
He found that the bruise on the meridians cannot be completely removed with his current ability. This has nothing to do with medical skills, but is purely due to the body structure and level of realm.
It's okay if you don't use force, but you will cough badly if you use force.
Little Grandmaster, fourth level!
For example, the sixth level this time is still five great realms away.
One year!
At noon, there was a sudden noise outside, and it seemed that many people had entered the manor.
Xin Zhuo jumped off the bed and stood in the yard looking around. On the main road of the village not far away, hundreds of people gathered around an old man in rich clothes, chatting and laughing, and walked slowly towards the living room of the village.
The old man couldn't tell his specific age, he could be in his sixties or eighties, but he had a rosy complexion, a very thick aura, a smile on his face, and a certain calmness in his brows.
The distance was too far to see the fluctuations in blood energy. There were six or seven middle-aged people around him, all of whom had extraordinary auras.
However, the enemies my grandfather provoked at the sixth level must not be too high!
And this incident itself is a bit frivolous and funny. A group of famous masters are going to beat the grandson of their enemy?
It can only be explained that my grandfather did all sorts of evil things back then, and he was so hated that he had to take action to vent his anger.
Or maybe this group of people are just working for the sake of appearance, to gain a reputation that they cannot be messed with?
Very good, this batch of sacrifices to the spirits is perfect.
No matter what, we must control them, replace the sacrificial spirits, and advance to the next level!
After returning to the room, not long after he sat down, Qin Lilong came over with a small box in his hands with a strange look on his face. He pulled him to a bronze mirror regardless, opened the box, and revealed the rouge inside. Gouache.
"What are you..." Xin Zhuo was surprised.
He found that this girl had a simple mind, but she was somewhat nagging.
Qin Lilong blinked: "I told the heroines that many heroines will come to see you later! Don't move, I will dress you up again."
Xin Zhuo had a black line on his face, confirming that this girl is a master of pimping. What you have done is really out of character for a heroine: "This... is not good, isn't it?"
"This girl will help others to the end!"
Qin Lilong looked very serious and could not refuse, taking out the rouge and gouache and saying to his face: "Don't worry, it's a man's makeup. I am a well-known master of disguise and facial shaving in the Wudang sect. Senior brother When we go out, we have to ask this girl to take care of it before we can rest assured.
You are lonely and helpless, and your family must have no money left. What will you do in the future? Will you die alone? How can you survive without someone to rely on? Just listen to me! "
She is a warm-hearted girl.
Xin Zhuo took a deep breath and endured it for the sake of the great cause of worshiping the spirits, but he was still curious in his heart: "I don't have a big problem, but how can the heroines be willing? Isn't it more beautiful for a heroine to be paired with a hero?"
I am just a "white body", how can the Jianghu heroine like me? The logic doesn't make sense.
"You don't understand. It's also difficult for female heroes in the arena, especially the older ones."
Qin Lilong rolled his eyes and said in a very professional manner: "The female heroes are not as good as they are high, but the heroes are always arrogant and have too many rules. After getting married, I'm afraid I won't be able to feel free and easy.
So wouldn’t it be refreshing to find someone you fall in love with at first sight and who is obedient, and you can stay together for the rest of your life without delaying doing your own thing? So what if you don’t have martial arts? It doesn’t matter! You'll see how enthusiastic they are later. "
Xin Zhuo nodded, understood, the rise of women’s rights!
After half a stick of incense, the care is completed.
"How?" Qin Lilong blinked with satisfaction.
Xin Zhuo looked at himself in the mirror. He was not very oily and looked cleaner than before.
At this moment, a burst of female laughter came from outside. It seemed that there were quite a few people.
Qin Lilong immediately pulled Xin Zhuo to sit down on the main seat, and then ran to the door to greet him.
Xin Zhuo felt ridiculous, what about the blind date? This is too unrealistic and goes against Jianghu’s dream.
"Where are the people?"
"here I am!"
"I want to take a closer look and see how the young man who is so praised by Sister Qin is doing."
"If Miss Qin's vision is too bad, I won't comply!"
"That's right!"
"Don't worry, ladies and gentlemen! How can I, Qin Lilong, take things lightly?"
Following the voice, a strong smell of rouge and gouache rushed into the room, followed by more than a dozen colorful and beautiful figures.
Xin Zhuo looked up and looked around. There were eleven people, including Song Xijun, the "Third Senior Sister" he had just met. They were all between the ages of twenty-five and forty. They were all equipped with long swords and swords, and they looked impressive. , and due to years of practicing martial arts, they are also in good shape.
The realm ranges from sixth to eighth level.
Well, half of it can be used as a memorial service.
But the appearance is somewhat unsatisfactory. Except for the first four or five with better looks, the rest are either crooked or mediocre.
The horizons raised by Su Miaojin and Hui Ruqing unknowingly increased.
