Hidden Blade Chapter 110: The truth (on)
"From today, Linglong Pavilion no longer has the saying of Ning Zhangjiao."
Lang Chaosha said so, and his gaze at Xu Han was full of mockery at that time.
"What do you mean?" Song Yueming frowned and asked, obviously still quite puzzled by this statement.
"What do you mean?" Lang Chaosha repeated Song Yueming's words, his eyes narrowed suddenly. "It means that starting from today, your foxes faked their powers, and the days of doing harm to Linglong Pavilion are over."
"Why Brother Lang said this? Brother Xu and I have never done anything to humiliate the sect. You are respected by the elders. As a direct disciple, Brother Lang should lead by example. How can he be so nonsense? Isn’t it a loss of dignity, this is the real humiliation!"
Song Yueming's temperament is very fierce, he heard Lang Chaosha's words, he felt uncomfortable, he had no time to consider the huge identity gap between the two, so he opened his mouth and argued at that time.
In his world, he always thought that things in this world would be all right as long as he stood up for a word of reason. But I don't know that all the truth lies behind the fist. And this is also the biggest truth in the world.
There is actually no shortage of people like Song Yueming in this world.
Some of them understand this truth after they have suffered enough. Some are not so xìngyùn, they died early under this principle.
But Song Yueming is located between the two, has not yet suffered enough losses, and has not yet understood the truth.
Of course, he will soon pay for his stubbornness.
"Tiny!" After hearing Song Yueming's pointing, Lang Chaosha's face suddenly became ugly. With a soft drink like this, one hand jerked out.
Snap!
A crisp sound rose, and Song Yueming's body was fainted by Lang Chaosha's slap at that time, her right cheek was red, and even a little blood leaked from the corner of her mouth.
Song Yueming was stunned on the spot. He stared at Na Lang Chaosha in a daze, but he couldn't understand why he suffered such an encounter.
"Here, how can you be a **** talker!" After Lang Chaosha slapped Song Yueming fiercely, he still didn't realize his hatred. He cursed and said, even more towards Song Yueming's face. A ball of saliva was spit out, and it sprayed straight on the boy's face.
"Between the same door, why should Brother Lang be like this?" Xu Han surprisingly did not stop such a thing, he just calmly looked at Lang Chaosha and asked in a deep voice.
"The same door? My Lang Chaosha doesn't have such a wasteful same door." Lang Chaosha pointed to Song Yueming's disdainful remarks.
The appearance of Song Yueming at this moment can be described as extremely embarrassed, and the disciples who accompanied him in order to cater to the prevailing Lang Chaosha gave out a burst of laughter.
Song Yueming finally came back to his senses with such a laugh.
He looked at the faces around him who laughed at him. Some of them still have some friendship. They are brothers on the day. Song Yueming treats them sincerely, even if there are some entanglements, Song Yueming also misses fellowship. Be generous.
But today they are so to him.
This is probably the most unacceptable thing in the world.
You treat him sincerely, but he abandons you like a rag at a critical moment.
Song Yueming couldn’t understand, so he looked at those who mocked him with a puzzled face and asked: "Why?"
His voice was very light, as light as a piece of ice, thin and cold, and deep confusion inside.
"Why?" But this question did not give him enough dáàn to confuse him, but in exchange for more and more wanton laughter.
They looked at Song Yueming like a fool. It was obvious that they didn't understand Song Yueming, just as Song Yueming didn't understand them.
There is always a thick iron wall between the layman and the saint in this world, and they don't understand each other's world. The difference is that the lay people are always hostile to different things, while the saints are willing to try to understand the different things.
"Brother Song still don't understand?" But when everyone was laughing wanton, Xu Han, who had been watching with cold eyes, suddenly walked to Song Yueming's body, and he looked directly at the confusion in the young boy's eyes, just like back then Follow the old beggar back to himself in the ruined temple. At that time, he stretched out his hand and gently wiped away the stains on Song Yueming's face.
"Remember what I said to Brother Song after Brother Zhou's incident?"
"Being a gentleman, with a little heart?" Song Yueming said as she looked at Xu Han in front of her.
"The next world will be difficult."
"Brother Song must remember this truth. There are too many villains in the world. If Brother Song wants to live, he must be a villain smaller than a villain, or a gentleman smarter than a villain."
Xu Han gently finished speaking to Song Yueming, and then he didn't wait for the young man to come over, so he suddenly turned around.
He looked at the people who were laughing wanton, his eyes narrowed.
"Brother Lang is going to take Xu to see Elder Sikong?"
Lang Chaosha heard the words, and then remembered the business. The temper of the supreme elder seemed to be getting more and more irritable after the catastrophe. He didn't dare to ruin the other party's mold, so he put it away at that time After the laughter, after staring at Song Yueming fiercely, he turned to look at Xu Han and said disdainfully: "Well, then please!"
said, he wanted to signal Xu Han to go first, and he and others followed behind, as if he was treating Xu Han as a prisoner.
"Brother Lang has worked hard all the way, this way to Xuanhe Peak, Xu Mou should take Brother Lang to go."
Xu Han shook his head at that time, and said with a smile on his face.
"What's the meaning?" Lang Chaosha was taken aback when he heard the words, but he didn't understand the meaning of Xu Han's words.
But just halfway through his question, he stopped alive.
I saw Xu Han’s body quickly move forward, and a palm wrapped in a white cloth was also at that time, gradually expanding in Lang Chaosha’s pupils
until it occupies his entire eye.
In Jishifu on Hanging River Peak, Long Congyun sat on the first seat on the right side with loyalty and looked at Ning Zhumang, who was cold and silent on the opposite side.
He was very happy. Si Baikong stepped into the fairyland, and his previously oppressed position by Ning Zhumang was instantly broken. Not only was Ning Zhumang removed from the post of instructor. Si blank space even pushed him to the position of instructor in charge against all opinions.
So he, the sinner who had thought about on the upper wall of Dahuan Peak, changed his mind and became the head teacher of Linglong Pavilion.
When he thought of the ugly expression of Ning Zhumang when he was taken away from the black robe of the Seven Stars, Long Congyun felt that the evil spirit in his heart had finally been subdued. And the gratitude from the bottom of my heart to the elder Sikong on the stage is even more expressive.
Linglong Pavilion has the ancestral training, the position of teaching, and only falls on the top of the hanging river. Now Si blank space is suspected of disrespecting his ancestors when he acts like this, but Si blank space, who has been cultivated as an immortal, obviously has not paid attention to these things. Here, only a sentence of special treatment during a special period will suppress the voice of opposition, even the Zhong Changhen, who is known as the Dayan Sword Immortal, is silent on this.
Ning Zhumang has lost power, while Long Congyun has gained power.
This seemingly peaceful Jishi Mansion was undercurrents, and everyone, whether they were the elders or deacons, and the direct disciples, were silent at that time. Even Ye Hongjian, who was the closest to Si blank space, stood motionless behind Si blank space with his head down and dejected. On the contrary, the Fangziyu sitting at the end of the hall, at this moment, is constantly looking towards the direction outside the hall, seeming to be anxiously waiting for something. But because of her leaping temperament, she was also cautious and didn't dare to make a half-minute noise. And in the palace of Nuo Da, except for the soft sound of the blank finger of the high platform boss tapping the tabletop, there was no more sound.
"Master, the guest of Xuanhe Peak, Xu Xuhan is here." At this time, a man who looked about 30 years old suddenly rushed into the main hall of Jishifu, and saw him walking quickly with a panic expression on his face. Arriving in front of Long Congyun, he said with a trembling voice.
The silent hall suddenly came alive at that time, Ye Hongjian raised his head, Fang Ziyu stretched his neck, and even the silent Ning Zhumang turned towards that one moment. The man cast a glance.
Long Congyun frowned, he was a little unhappy. Before, he sent his disciples to look for Xu Han according to the meaning of Si Baikong. They were here to wait for the Xuanhe Peak guest who was promoted by Ning Zhumang. , This was expected. But his disciple behaved so recklessly~IndoMTL.com~ This kind of made him feel ashamed.
seemed to feel this too, and the old man on the high platform stopped the action of knocking on the table in front of him.
He whispered and looked towards here. The fluttering voice made Long Congyun uncertain of his likes and dislikes for a while, but his heart jumped and he was a little flustered.
"I'm coming here, what can I do in a panic, can he still eat you?" He hurriedly scolded, but after thinking about it in his heart, he must take care of the informant.
Now that he is the instructor of this Linglong Pavilion, his disciples will naturally behave decently, otherwise, if the Secretary is unhappy, the consequences will be disastrous.
But, he hadn’t finished what he said. There was a muffled noise from the gate of Jishifu. At that time, the gate of Jishifu was kicked open with a foot, and a huge thing It was also thrown heavily into the hall at that time.
Everyone hurriedly looked at it, only to find that the thing that was thrown was a man.
The man was about 30 years old, and his clothes seemed to be a disciple on the peak, but his face seemed to have been slapped hundreds of times. It was as red and swollen as a pumpkin. At this moment, his eyes were closed tightly, and he was in a coma.
"Chaosha?" Long Congyun also watched for a long time before he recognized that the unconscious man thrown into the palace was his protégé, Lang Chaosha!
"Xuanhe Peak Guest Qing Xu Han has seen all the elders and deacons!"
At this moment, a voice followed.
That voice is clear and bright.
upright, full of breath.
Although there is no power of thunder, it has the power to penetrate the ears.