The wind and rain outside the gate of Luo Mansion are faintly visible, 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

The disaster 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 capacity of this mansion, but after all, it made people feel a little crowded.

Just like the subtle patience of the host at this 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 for 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 coming 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 gesture has the unique literati's desire to promote before suppressing, 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 chivalrous acts and helped those in need.

His actions have been tepid for more than ten years.

But a few months ago, the Red Flower Club became famous for no reason.

Overnight, almost all women, children, and children in Tongdu and Dayi knew that there was a group of martial arts people with outstanding skills and like-mindedness who formed a sworn sworn brotherhood at Honghua Pavilion in Hubei Province. Regardless of age, age, or sect, they all regarded themselves as brothers, and they always rode together in the same car.

, join us at the same table, punish evil gentry and bullies everywhere, and uphold justice.

When ordinary people heard this, they just had some fresh stories to enjoy after dinner, but people in the world immediately became vigilant.

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 is able to surpass the others and why he is ranked higher than the famous masters in the world. Today is worthy of their efforts to advance.

bedding.

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 hand-washing ceremony. The disciples of the Luo family simply moved an imperial chair so that Luo Yuantong, who had white hair and beard, could sit down in a leisurely manner.

"Mr. Chen, what's 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 said calmly.

"Old hero Luo, this junior is extremely frightened, but of course there is a reason for coming here today. There are many people here with mixed opinions, 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 regarding the marriage proposal, you and I are old friends, so I think I should have told you about my rules. Even if Chief Yu doesn't have time to explain, you two should always

Let’s be clear—”

Luo Yuantong's tail tone lengthened, and the sound vibrated his eardrums like a tiger's roar. His eyes suddenly opened and a murderous aura rolled in. He looked past the elegant Chen Jialuo in white robes and looked straight at Yi Shiyi who followed him first.

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 sinister. Even if he is holding a Yougu Qilan named "Jade Peony" in one hand, he looks more like

I came here to express my 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. He is leisurely and contented. 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 only placed on the chest at this time, there was no doubt that these hands could 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, and 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 trumpet 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 in the rivers and lakes, he also has the reputation first. The world is so big that it is impossible for everyone to know each other, but even just now there are still many people who do not recognize who they are.

, but everyone must have heard of their reputation!

Taoist Priest Wuchen, the soul-chasing and life-killing Jian, is a long-established top master who has been famous in the world of martial arts.

His seventy-two paths of soul-chasing and life-stealing swords kill people with every move, and his legs are lost and invisible. Although he lost an arm due to a dispute in the rivers and lakes in his early years and is disabled, his martial arts has long surpassed his appearance. The Kung Fu of an ordinary person's sword stabbing,

He could thrust out four or five swords with a raised hand. He once traveled all over the world alone and seldom encountered an opponent. Due to his withdrawn personality, there were rumors that he had retired to Mount Emei a few years ago, but the traces of the news have been very sparse.

Zhao Banshan, the Thousand-Armed Tathagata, was the most prestigious disciple of the Wang Family Taiji 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 person, made friends all over the world, and no longer involved much in the world.

The paradox lies here. The two people in front of them are ruthless figures capable of starting a sect in today's world. Regardless of their real achievements and paper strength, they cannot be ignored. But who would have thought that they would join the Red Flower Club?

At this time, he has 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, when no one was paying attention, Jiang Wen in the crowd was preparing to retreat slowly. But before he could take a few steps back, he bumped into someone who was also preparing 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 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 acted recklessly on weekdays, but she was the most in awe of her master's five masters. She planned to retreat before she saw anyone. Yuan Ziyi's voice became softer and softer, and finally she simply hid behind Jiang Wen, trying to take advantage of her.

The machine hides its figure.

"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 she 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, Master Jiang, and Daxia 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 dodge to change his body, but he hid 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, "Don't blame me, Miss Yuan. You were recognized just because you were embarrassed. If I were recognized here, I'm afraid it would 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 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 Impermanence" Chang Hezhi, 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 secretly operating Honghua Club.

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 not be in the spotlight, but would be the target of public criticism.

Some limelight can come out, but some limelight cannot come out. 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.
To be continued...