The wind and rain outside the gate of Luo Mansion can be vaguely seen, like lead clouds in the heavy sky of Guangzhou Mansion, while the swaying sky in the distance is undulating with golden dragons and silver snakes from time to time, and there are bursts of thunder. The heavy rain that has not stopped in recent days has become a disaster. , but it did not stain the elegant face of the white-robed young master in front of him at all.
As the figures settled down, a total of seven people came to the Honghua Club. Not too many, not too few. It was just the limit of the house's capacity, but it still made people feel slightly crowded, as if The host was subtly patient at the moment.
"Old hero Luo, please forgive me for being presumptuous, but please think twice about washing your hands in the golden basin."
Chen Jialuo looked at the stage thoughtfully, then folded the folding fan and put it into his sleeves, and bowed cleanly and deeply, his posture was impeccable.
Everyone knew that he came here with a purpose, just like everyone present now, but few people could openly admit that they came for fame and fortune - they just vaguely felt that Chen Jialuo was different from them.
There are too many things competing for fame and fortune in the world. For example, Zhou Long flamboyantly promoted the reputation of the escort agency, the Qingqi Gang took the lead in being unconventional, and Jiang Wen's own band sang endlessly. These are all within the scope of the rules. of publicity.
But Chen Jialuo's behavior of stepping out of the rain and his words of openly asking for marriage are all covered with a layer of euphemism and implicitness on top of the common arrogance and domineering in the world. His every move and every move has the unique literati's desire to first suppress, as if The gentleman from a well-known family deliberately lowered his rudeness, which made these martial arts people feel quite satisfied.
It was also because of this that all the martial arts people in the scene looked sideways. Although they were surprised by his sudden visit, they did not feel any ill feelings as they should have.
No one thought they would come, and no one thought it would be them.
They came after all.
The Honghua Society regards the Honghua Patriarch as its founder. As a martial arts family, its origins have always been quite mysterious. Legend has it that in its early years, it was just a loose organization established by heroes in Wanting. Members with similar righteousness often performed heroic acts and helped those in need. Action has been tepid for more than ten years.
But a few months ago, Honghua Club became famous for no reason.
Overnight, almost all women, children, and children in Tongdu Dayi knew that a group of martial arts figures with outstanding skills and like-mindedness had formed a sworn alliance at the Honghua Pavilion in Hubei Province. Regardless of their age or sect, they all regard themselves as brothers. They ride in the same car when they go out and sit at the same table when they go out. They punish evil gentry and bullies and uphold justice everywhere.
When ordinary people heard this, they just had some fresh stories to enjoy after dinner, but people in the world immediately became alert.
What they are concerned about is that until now, no one knows who these masters are, and no one knows why these masters gathered together. No one knows what the purpose of the Honghua Society is in gathering so many kung fu masters. It's as casual as a rainstorm in the lotus pond in the afternoon, and it's as natural as the beads falling into the boat.
Among these people, the origin of the new chief helmsman is still the most mysterious.
The former chief helmsman Yu Wanting passed the position to Chen Jialuo before he retired to seclusion. No one knows how he can surpass the others in terms of ability and ability, and why he can be ranked higher than the famous masters in the world. Today is even more worthy of their efforts. Front drive paving the way.
The mystery and solemnity reached the extreme, and it became a kind of absurd unreality. The martial arts people seemed to be watching the generals and generals entering and exiting on the stage, so they had no time to think about the abnormalities.
"It turns out that he is the chief helmsman of the Red Flower Club who has become famous recently. This is the first time I have seen him in person. He is indeed as talented as the rumors say."
Luo Yuantong's topic suddenly changed, and for a moment, everyone almost forgot that this was a golden basin washing ceremony. The disciples of the Luo family simply moved a grand master's chair so that Luo Yuantong, who had white hair and beard, could sit down in a leisurely manner.
"Director Chen, what is your purpose in not letting me wash my hands of Jinpen today? And what does it have to do with my daughter?"
It would be inappropriate to continue with force at this time, so Luo Yuantong also said calmly.
"Old hero Luo, this junior is extremely frightened, but there is a reason for coming here today. There are many people here, so why don't we make a decision after a detailed discussion, and today's grand meeting will be held at an appropriate time."
Chen Jialuo's attitude was still very humble, but Luo Yuantong's brows suddenly wrinkled.
His planned golden basin hand-washing meeting was interrupted, and the limelight of the whole audience was taken away, but he did not show any anger. He just looked at each other with the leaders of the Songyang Sect, Xinghan Gang, and Qingqi Gang, and then continued Said slowly.
"Okay, I don't blame you for this. But when it comes to proposing marriage, you and Chief Rudder Yu are also old friends. I think I should have told you about my rules. Even if Chief Rudder Yu doesn't have time to explain, you two should always talk about it. Let’s be clear—”
Luo Yuantong's tail tone lengthened, and the sound shook his eardrums like a tiger's roar. His eyes suddenly opened and a murderous aura rolled in. He looked past Chen Jialuo, who was elegant in white robes, and actually looked straight at Yi Yanyi, who was following behind him.
These two people look very ordinary and yet very special.
The left-wing Taoist is described as thin, with a pale face, and some gray hair scattered on the temples. However, his indifferent expression and plain Taoist robe are quite menacing. Even if he is holding the Yougu Qilan named "Jade Peony" in one hand, he looks more like Come to pay condolences.
As the cold wind blew, the sleeve on his other side danced without any hindrance, but half of the sleeve was actually empty.
The man on the right is dressed as a wealthy official. He is probably in his early fifties. He has a beaming smile on his face and is holding a heavy golden Buddha on the throne. His rich appearance shows no traces of martial arts training. The hands of the person outside were too slender and soft, with no trace of fat or bone. Although they were placed on the chest, they seemed to appear wherever he wanted to touch them at any time.
"Tell me about it, Master Chasing Souls and Killing Death Jian Wuchen! Thousand-Armed Tathagata Zhao Yuanwai!"
Luo Yuantong named each other carefully, but the two people who were suddenly named were one fat and one thin, with different expressions, but their postures were like green pines and cypresses. They did not waver even if the wind and snow were pressing down on them. Instead, they followed their names. When the number was called, the people in the martial arts community were in chaos, like reeds blown by the river wind.
A person is famous for the shadow of a tree. When walking at night, he first sees the shadow of the tree. When walking around in the rivers and lakes, he first gets his reputation. It’s impossible for everyone in the world to know each other, but even if there were still many people who didn’t recognize them until just now, they must have heard of their reputation!
Taoist Master Jian Wuchen, who is chasing souls and killing people, is a long-established top master who has been famous in the world.
His seventy-two soul-chasing and life-stealing swords killed people with every move, and his legs disappeared without a trace. Although he lost an arm due to a dispute in the rivers and lakes in his early years and was disabled, his martial arts has long surpassed his appearance. The skill of an ordinary person's sword stabbing, He can thrust out four or five swords with a raised hand. He once traveled all over the world alone and rarely met an opponent. Due to his withdrawn personality, he was rumored to have retired to Mount Emei a few years ago, but the traces of the news have been very slim.
Zhao Banshan, the Thousand-Armed Tathagata, was the most prestigious disciple of the Wang Family Tai Chi Sect in Wenzhou back then.
Because his family was rich and had no intention of competing for the position of leader, he ran away on his own. After reaching the state of Tai Chi Kung Fu, he used his own secret weapon skills to travel around the world. Whenever he faced the enemy, he was like a thousand arms, so he was called "Thousand-Armed Tathagata". After middle age, he was a forthright man, with friends all over the world, and he no longer had much involvement in the world.
The paradox lies here. The two people in front of them are ruthless characters capable of starting a sect in today's world. Regardless of their actual record and paper strength, they cannot be ignored. But who would have thought that they would join the Red Flower Club and become Chen Jialuo's right-hand man!
"Brother Luo, please know that the Taoist priest is now the second head of the Red Flower Club, and Zhao is the third head of the Honghua Club. Today we at Honghua come to propose marriage. This is a great event. How can we say that we have broken the rules?"
Thousand-Armed Tathagata Zhao Banshan was still smiling cheerfully, as if he was very familiar with Luo Yuantong. It instantly seemed that Luo Yuantong's anger on the stage was just a pretentious joke between old friends.
"Everyone knows that you made a rule back then. If anyone wants to inherit your legacy, they must defeat you first. Since we dare to come today, we have naturally found someone who can compete with you, brother."
Luo Yuantong snorted coldly and looked at Honghuahui quietly. Honghuahui also stared at Luo Yuantong. Both parties stopped talking and fell into a continuous and subtle silence.
In a corner of the venue, while no one was paying attention, Jiang Wen in the crowd was preparing to retreat slowly. But before he could even take a few steps back, he bumped into someone who was also about to flee.
"What a coincidence, Miss Yuan."
Yuan Ziyi's foot was stepped on by Jiang Wen, and she glared back at him with bared teeth, and then looked at the Honghuahui group with fear, not daring to look away for a moment.
Jiang Wen coughed slightly in embarrassment, "Did you also meet your enemy?"
"Let me hide quickly... Taoist Master Wuchen and Zhao Yuanwai are both my master's friends, and they taught me martial arts in the early years. If they catch me causing trouble, the news will not reach the master's ears... …”
Yuan Ziyi usually acts recklessly, but she is the most in awe of her master, the fifth master, and plans to retreat before she sees anyone. Yuan Ziyi's voice became softer and softer, and finally he simply hid behind Jiang Wen, trying to take the opportunity to hide himself.
"As a monk, your master is not a poisonous dragon or beast. How could he make you so afraid?"
Jiang Wen looked at him with joy, and then caught Ningdie who was watching the fun at the side, "Ningdie, are you afraid of me, Master?"
Fu Ningdie looked at Jiang Wen as if he were a fool, then made a face and ran away.
Jiang Wen: "..."
He originally wanted to take the opportunity to brag about the harmonious atmosphere of the Wuyi sect, but at this moment he had a vague feeling that he seemed to have won, but in fact he had completely lost.
"Chief Jiang, Sect Leader Jiang, Hero Jiang."
Yuan Ziyi changed three names in one breath, "Since you are upright and fearless, just let me go out quickly, and then you can show off your skills."
Yuan Ziyi turned around and wanted to leave, but Jiang Wenqi was superior and used a dodgy transformation to hide behind Yuan Ziyi.
"Master Jiang, what are you doing?!"
Yuan Ziyi was anxious and annoyed, and quickly covered his face with his sleeves. After all, their voices were a bit abrupt in the quiet atmosphere, and a few martial arts people had already looked over.
Jiang Wen also lowered his voice and said, "Miss Yuan, don't blame me. You are just a little embarrassed when you are recognized. If I were recognized here, I am afraid it will be a life-and-death situation."
Yuan Ziyi was full of doubts when she saw Jiang Wen pointing at the two people in the Red Flower Club and continuing.
"Have you seen those two hanged ghosts? I personally sent them to wait for questioning. Do you think I should hide?"
Two people standing in the Red Flower Club are holding a pair of mutton-fat jade Ruyi in their hands. They are separated from each other. They have exactly the same appearance and are extremely strange. The same triangular eyes with hanging tips are empty and lifeless. The same faces are as thin and straight as hanged ghosts. They are the Qingcheng sect. "Black and white are impermanent" Chang Hezhi and Chang Bozhi Kunzhong.
During the turmoil in Fuzhou City, Jiang Wen had cooperated with them, but his original plan to recruit talented people was too radical, and he fell short due to an accident. In the end, he took advantage of the Honghua Club, which acted secretly.
They had been rescued from death row by the Red Flower Society and had obviously joined this newly established and dynamic social gang. Now they dressed up as ordinary people and came to propose marriage.
Jiang Wen was very sure that if they "accidentally" recognized his identity, they would definitely not give up. If they didn't know it, they would get the Red Flower Club to fight with them. By then, he would no longer be in the spotlight, but would be the target of public criticism.
Some limelight can be obtained, while some limelight cannot be obtained. Otherwise, if you look at the typical Fuwei Escort Agency on the other side, they are still squatting in the corner pretending to be mushrooms.
Fortunately, until now, the attention on the court has been elsewhere. The gate of Luo Mansion was tightly guarded by the heroes of the Red Flower Club, so Jiang Wen and Yuan Ziyi had no choice but to retreat and slowly move to the diagonally opposite side of the Z-shaped venue, trying to stay as far away from the gate as possible.
"That's it. Member Zhao, I want to wash my hands in a golden basin today, but you are going to fight me. Is this the way your Red Flower Club behaves?"
Luo Yuantong was sitting on the Grand Master's chair, but he laughed angrily, pointed at Chen Jialuo and said coldly, "I wonder if today we plan to rely on the talent of your chief helmsman, or to rely on the power of you few to cut off the wealth?"
This was the first time Jiang Wen heard about the rule set by Luo Yuantong, that he had to be better than himself in order to inherit the mantle.
This request is equivalent to cutting off the future. When the Spring and Autumn Period was at its peak, it would not be able to cultivate an heir. When the power declines, it will become a tasteless and useless waste that will only lead to the rapid decline of the Luo family.
But when Jiang Wen thought about it, he was suddenly startled and realized that things were not that simple.
The key to this matter is that there is only one daughter in the large Luo family. In this era, the Luo family, which has no successors, is already a piece of meat on the chopping boards of many people, waiting for Luo Yuantong to give them the opportunity - this is probably one of the sources of rumors about the Luo family's recruitment.
In the feudal clan culture, being in a situation like that of the Luo family is almost a death sentence. Even the house of a bell-ringing prince is visibly reduced to dust and mud, not to mention that in a martial arts world that is best at eating the weak, at this time The best way is to compromise, recruit a talented son-in-law from among the young talents and disciples of the sect as soon as possible, and take a gamble on when the other party's good heart will deteriorate and whether he can treat Luo Shuang'er well.
The rule Luo Yuantong set was obviously to use his own power to compete with the four parties. This move is like telling the world that he does not need to recruit a son-in-law or an orphan. As long as he is healthy, no one can defeat him. Unless he is dead, no one can covet his daughter.
During the years that Jiang Wen traveled in the arena of the Ming and Qing Dynasties, he had never underestimated the sentiments of the people in the arena, but he would never overestimate their bottom line. If Luo Yuantong hadn't pointed the finger at him, he didn't know what despicable measures the people in the arena would have taken. The purpose was to defraud Luo Shuang'er's body and mind and the Wanguan family property.
This rule suppressed the ambitions of the Luo family disciples and blocked the temptations of the forces from all directions. It was like an airtight wall that could protect Luo Shuang'er inside.
"How can this prevent Jinpen from washing his hands... This is obviously a bug..."
Jiang Wen sighed slowly and said, if this conference goes as the people in the world want, then only the naked ugliness of human nature will be left.
Luo Yuantong was very disapproving of Chen Jialuo, but Jiang Wen was a little curious about this still gentle and elegant young man in white robes.
At this time, Chen Jialuo was already in his twenties, and his handsome appearance had already added a bit of sadness. The calm demeanor in his brows was vivid. Although he was in a busy city, he was wandering around casually. The light in his eyes was hidden, making people feel calm and reliable at first sight. There is still a certain air of Qiu Guan's wisdom in his hands.
But the more this happened, the more curious Jiang Wen became.
You could say he came here to play football. He was polite and respectful, and he came to talk with great courtesy. He was more like a customer asking for help. You could say he came here to ask for marriage. There was no impatience in his eyes, and he treated the old man well. Luo Shuang'er beside the hero turned a blind eye, and had no intention of showing off in front of Lao Taishan.
Jiang Wen thought about it for a long time. If he had to speculate, maybe he was here to promote the National Anti-Fraud Center APP, right? !
Perhaps Jiang Wen's peeking action was too obvious, which made Chen Jialuo notice something strange. The chief rudder in the crowd suddenly turned his head, walked through the crowd with eyes as bright as a star, and faced Jiang Wen directly with miraculous skills. Inquiring eyes!
In the midst of the lightning and flint, Jiang Wen suddenly felt a light coming from the spiritual light of the altar, but Chen Jialuo's body trembled, and the boxing sutra that he had already mastered rose up in his heart. Li Guan Rendu's eyes darkened, as if he had fought with someone out of thin air. one move.
When he looked again, Jiang Wen was gone.
People in the world would doubt the value of the identity of the chief helmsman, but Jiang Wen was not at all doubtful.
Others may not know the origin of Chen Jialuo, the chief helmsman, but Jiang Wen knows it clearly. In addition to the transfer of power of the Tiandi Society, this involves a management experiment conducted by Chen Jinnan.
After the battle in the Minyue King's City in Wuyi Mountain, Chen Jinnan saw the heavy casualties among the people in the world and failed to make any achievements. He learned from the painful experience and decided to retreat from the world, completely handing over the power of the world to his nephew Chen Jialuo, so as to abandon the Heaven and Earth Society. This dangerous shell is repackaged with old wine in new bottles.
As the chief helmsman, Chen Jinnan may be a bit of a loser, but as a counselor, he can be regarded as the number one talent. At least as Chen Yonghua, who assisted Zheng Chenggong in political affairs and promoted culture and education, he is already famous in history.
He once mentioned to Jiang Wen that he found that the reform from Tiandihui to Honghuahui involved not only the transition of power, but also the challenges faced by the deep-seated system.
Jiang Wen also spoke eloquently at that time, saying that the original sect and gang systems in the world were based on the traditional model of masters and apprentices. They were very fragile in the face of the oppression of the Qing government and were often defeated by divided troops. The new model that the Red Flower Club needs should be a top-down, one-stop, multi-core system that weakens sect origin and emphasizes aspirations and ideals. Such functions can be coordinated and distributed by multiple people, turning them into a galloping carriage with tens of thousands of troops. As long as the top decision-maker is responsible for controlling the overall situation, he can control the direction without losing track.
In Chen Jinnan's eyes, Chen Jialuo is the most suitable leader.
Firstly, he is the nephew of the Chen family and his blood is thicker than water. The cause of rebellion has always been fought by father and son, so there is no need to worry about him escaping in battle; secondly, Chen Jinnan is very optimistic about his martial arts talent and charisma, which are enough to impress the team he left behind.
Smart people always speak easily. Jiang Wen just had a rough talk with Chen Jinnan and witnessed the new structure of the Red Flower Club. This will inevitably lead to a new change in the world, causing forces and sects from all over the world to work together. Taking advantage of the trend of vague confrontation between San Francisco and the Qing court, I don’t know whether it will be good or bad for the future.
Of course, a system like the Red Flower Society was not Chen Jinnan's initiative that appeared out of thin air. Even Jiang Wen was just picking up people's wisdom. At least he would come to know that the White Lotus Sect adopted such a model to last from the Tang and Song Dynasties to the present day.
Going one step further, the Qingyang Sect led by Zhao Wuji may not be able to break away from this model. With the secret growth and development, as a secret sect, it even has the capital to compete with the Qing court.
Jiang Wen and Yuan Ziyi were still moving their positions, and finally found a blind spot next to the golden basin sink, which happened to be able to block the line of sight from the direction of the Red Flower Club.
At this moment, a sharp-tongued young man emerged from the Red Flower Club, holding a blue and white Shoufu vase in his hand, and took the initiative to step out. He and Luo Yuantong respectfully invited each other, but what they said revealed the doubts of everyone present.
"Old hero Luo, our helmsman is here sincerely. You neither agree nor refuse. Do you want to wait for us to dry our clothes?"
At this time, Luo Yuantong was obviously riding a tiger with difficulty.
According to his rules, if the other party wants to marry Luo Shuang'er, he must compete with him to win or lose. But today was the golden basin hand-washing meeting. Just now he looked like he was vowing to quit the world, and then he got into a fight with someone in the blink of an eye. So he didn't need to wash his hands at all today and just put the basin away.
Chen Jialuo can be regarded as respecting the old and caring for the young. He has just given the other party a step down, saying that he can choose another day to open the door. Today, he will close the door for the competition.
Since he didn't agree in time just now, now everyone with a discerning eye can understand his excuses. Instead of being secretive, he is covering his own ears and humiliating himself. Even if Luo Yuantong is sure to win against the other party, his face will be on the ground today——
This is what Jiang Wen called a stuck bug.
But such an obvious behavior is worse than the behavior of a bully, and it doesn't look like something Chen Jialuo should have done. At this time, Jiang Wen could only guess that the reason why he did this was to remind Luo Yuantong not to withdraw from the world?
"Then what do you think we should do?"
Luo Yuantong said noncommittally, and Luo Shuang'er beside him also blinked his big eyes, as if he still hadn't figured out what was going on, and looked over together.
Seeing that the eyes of the people in the world were focused on him, the young man from the Red Flower Club talked proudly.
"This matter is easy to hear. As long as the old hero Luo joins the Red Flower Club, he will naturally be a brother in the gang from now on. The affairs of the rich man will naturally be taken care of by all the heroes. Anyone who dares to have a wrong idea will be hunted down by three swords and six holes! "
The moment when Tu Qiong saw him finally came, Jiang Wen suddenly realized the purpose of Honghua Club's trip - others only coveted their daughters and family property, but these bastards didn't even let the old man off!
Previously, the Red Flower Club appeared in Fuzhou, obviously looking for candidates to attract wealth. At this time, in just half a month, starting from the team arranged by Chen Jinnan, it was expanded to include three or four leaders including the Chang brothers. At this time, the idea was made They arrived at the head of the Luo family, which was unable to support itself.
Luo Yuantong smiled instead of angry, looked at the young man in front of him with interest, and spoke slowly.
"This young man, do you have a name in the world now?"
The young people in the Red Flower Club are not outstanding in appearance, nor are they very muscular, but their eyes sparkle when they speak, making them look different from ordinary people.
Seeing that Luo Yuantong's tone suddenly softened, he thought that the other party was moved by what he said, and he felt a bit of love for talents in his heart, so he straightened his back and said.
"Senior Luo, this junior is Xu Tianhong of Shaoxing, the seventh head of the Red Flower Society, who is known as 'Wu Zhuge' in the world."
Xu Tianhong was born into a poor family and had a pitiful life experience. He was responsible for the blood feud with the Qing court. He also had a unique skill of single sword and iron crutch. He could interchange his hands and move left and right together. Therefore, he was favored by Chen Jialuo Hui and often served as a think tank.
"You used the marriage proposal as an excuse earlier, but I didn't expect that your Excellency would say such shameful words."
But before Xu Tianhong finished speaking, Luo Yuantong on the stage burst into laughter.
"It turns out that he is a real 'Wu Zhuge'. Does that mean he can't be good at martial arts without being good at literature?"
As soon as these words came out, the martial arts people in the Luo Mansion also burst into laughter. Xu Tianhong stood there with his chest raised, unable to react for a while, which made him look even more ridiculous.
Jiang Wen couldn't help but patted his thigh and gave him a thumbs up while hiding in the audience. This is too damaging. People in the world have always liked to join in the fun and spread gossip. Once the allusion spreads today, will this unlucky kid be forced to cancel his account and start training again?
Jiang Wen, who was laughing, vaguely realized that the old hero Luo looked heroic, but in fact he was not very big-hearted. Otherwise, how could he be so easy to win over the younger generation? There is no sudden inspiration in the world, but it is the accumulation of daily hard work!
Could it be that Yuan Ziyi really guessed this, and Luo Yuantong really looked down on himself and Yuan Ziyi for not being famous?
"Luo... old hero Luo, how could you make fun of me like this!"
Xu Tianhong was so angry that his whole body trembled, his face turned red and he argued, "Even if the younger generation is incapable of showing real talent, are you really going to keep it up until your daughter can't find a husband and die alone?"
But when he said these words, he suddenly angered another group of people. Several women in smart clothes stepped forward and started making noises when they stood up.
"Why is a husband-in-law such a big deal? Why don't we just kidnap one and bring him back!? Could it be that we women have to look forward to the man's face and the letter of engagement?"
The women in red clothes had some Bashu accents and their postures were extremely powerful. Their words of injustice instantly overwhelmed Xu Tianhong's defensive words and silenced him again. The laughter of the people in the world became even happier.
Seeing that his men were defeated, Chen Jialuo still had a calm demeanor. He reached out and pulled Xu Tianhong behind him, and then slowly walked forward and said to Luo Yuantong.
"Old hero Luo, please don't misunderstand me. The invitation to join the Red Flower Society is true, and the offer of marriage is also true. Although the seventh brother is outspoken, he also speaks from the bottom of his heart."
At the critical moment, you have to look at Chen Jialuo. With just a few words and a sincere and gentle attitude, the atmosphere that was obviously off track was brought back to the original place, allowing people to continue to focus on the purpose of the Red Flower Club's trip. The laughter gradually stopped.
Luo Yuantong suppressed his smile, stood up from the Grand Master's chair, and stood with his arms behind his back - facing the new chief helmsman of the Red Flower Society, who was indifferent to honor and disgrace, and indifferent to joy and anger, he finally showed respect.
"Although the Red Flower Club is good, it is not the place I should stay, and my daughter Pu Liuzhi is probably not worthy of you, Mr. Chen."
Luo Yuantong's emotions gradually subsided, just like gold refined by fire, all impurities were removed, leaving only the indelible truth. His faint power filled the whole place. He was looking at the gentle and jade-like Chen Jialuo from a distance, and he turned into The famous martial arts star who has dominated the world for decades.
Jiang Wen couldn't help but laugh when he saw this scene. It didn't matter if he lost face. In the world of martial arts, big fists are just the rule. Obviously, Luo Yuantong already had a solution in mind.
That is to use force to suppress reason.
"Today Jinpen has decided to wash his hands. In order to avoid getting lost in Guangzhou Mansion, Mr. Chen, the helmsman, should take his people and leave quickly!"
The intentions of both parties were very clear, and Luo Yuantong gave the eviction order in no uncertain terms, but Chen Jialuo, who was attracting everyone's attention, suddenly showed doubts.
"Old hero Luo, I know that I am not a good match for someone who is blunt and unkind, and I also know that I am not a match for a noble daughter. But I am not here for myself today. Have you misunderstood?"
Chen Jialuo's expression is still gentle, but the words in his mouth are beginning to be incomprehensible, "I am here this time to propose marriage to the fourth head of the Red Flower Club, why do you only make fun of the younger generation?"
Luo Yuantong suddenly frowned on the stage.
"What? You're not proposing marriage for yourself?"
At this moment, Chen Jialuo made an expression of sudden realization and explained quickly.
"Junior never said that he came here for himself!"
He held the famous sword studded with gems in both hands, turned around and let out the only man behind him who was not holding a gift and was wearing a big red velvet flower on his chest, and said solemnly.
"This is Wen Tailai, the fourth master of the Red Flower Society. He is a well-known hero in the world. He has an unparalleled reputation in the three rivers and five lakes. It is a pity that he is alone at the age of marriage. I would like to ask Old Hero Luo to consider it!"
Before he finished speaking, Luo Yuantong's expression was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and the martial arts people around him were sobbing in pain that they couldn't suppress - if you listened carefully, it was obvious that some people were having a hard time holding back their laughter.
Jiang Wen held on to the railing with his left hand, his lips almost bleeding, so he didn't laugh out loud in front of the public.
What is world line convergence? What does retribution mean? Luo Yuantong had just defeated his army, and now the other party's revenge came unexpectedly.
Jiang Wenwen didn't mean that there was anything bad about the fourth master Wen Tailai introduced by Chen Jialuo, but he was tall, thick-set, broad-mouthed, and looked to be in his thirties. He looked like he was in his forties, and he was like the man on the stage. Comparing the charming, naive and innocent teenage girl, the relationship is almost like that of a father and daughter.
Counting Luo Yuantong, who has gray beard and hair, he can still be counted as three generations of descendants.
Jiang Wen realized that Chen Jialuo might be naturally stupid. He didn't notice anything wrong with what he did, but Luo Yuantong's eyes were almost bleeding.
Luo Yuantong stared at Wen Tailai for a long time, and then suddenly turned to look at the innocent Fan Xinghan beside him, startling the slovenly leader of the Xinghan Beggar Clan. At this time, only Luo Yuantong, who was standing on the stage, could see the two of them at the same time.
His eyes jumped back and forth between the two of them many times, and finally he gritted his teeth and spoke a few words from between his teeth.
"Gang Leader Fan... Is this person related to you? Why do we look so similar?!"
