Flame Ghost Eye

Chapter 234 The Four Masters of the Martial Arts Conference Gather (1)

three days later

In the Bishui Villa in Linshui City, people from all walks of life in the martial arts gathered here, just because today is the triennial martial arts conference, a day to make friends with martial arts, no matter if it is heroes from all walks of life, knights in the rivers and lakes, or top sects, they will all come here. Sending people here is considered a martial arts event.As a result, the inns in Linshui City were full.

There are swordsmen and swordsmen walking everywhere. Early in the morning, a large number of people rushed to Bishui Villa. At this time, several people had gathered in Bishui Villa. The owner of Bishui Villa, Lin Zhennan, is the current martial arts leader. He looks like fifty, with flying eyebrows, dark skin, tall and slightly fat, but fierce all over, wearing a black robe, a leather jacket, black boots, and a big knife hanging on his waist. It seemed a bit nondescript, but no one said much.

I saw him walking to the stage, clasping his fists in both hands, "Everyone, heroes of the martial arts, it is really my luck for Lin to gather in Bishui Mountain Villa today. Everyone has come from afar, if Lin has a place where the hospitality is not good, I would like to invite all the heroes to come here." Forgive me a lot, next, let's make friends with martial arts, everyone can learn from each other as far as they can."

As soon as the words fell, the heroes from all sides stood up and clasped their fists and laughed, "Where is it, Leader Lin is being polite."

At this moment, a notification sounded.

"One of the four sons of the Jianghu, the master of poison medicine, the master of the holy sect is here!"

Immediately afterwards there was a whoosh, and a black shadow descended from the sky, as fast as lightning. The person who came was dressed in a black robe, his face was as pale as white paper, but his lips were red and dripping with blood. He was holding a black feather fan. With a cold look and hair like a waterfall, he walked towards Lin Zhennan on a shooting star, "Leader Lin, please forgive me for coming uninvited to such a grand event."

The yin and yang voice almost made Lin Zhennan unable to bear the cold sweat on his forehead, and he could only compliment, "Where, where, the master of the Holy Gate can come, and the Bishui Mountain Villa will be full of splendor."

The master of the Holy Gate covered his lips with a smile, and sat down on the top seat alone. All the heroes below could only watch, but no one dared to say anything.

At this moment, another notification sound came, causing another burst of boiling.
"One of the four sons of Jianghu, the heartless son, the magic voice is here."
"Young Master Merry, one of the Four Masters of Jianghu, the Master of the Wuyao Pavilion has arrived."

Two people descended from the sky almost at the same time, one red and one black, very eye-catching, especially the black man, I saw him wearing a white hat and a white gauze covering his face, he couldn't see his face clearly, he was wearing a silver-white brocade robe, and his coat was black Outer shirt, black hair reaching waist, two jade belts and jade pendants hanging down, the whole person is very cold, but also reveals a sense of freedom and ease, it seems to be close, but it gives people a feeling that strangers are not close, especially It was he who was still holding a guqin in his hand. This person was none other than the heartless son Moyin, one of the four sons.

And the other one is the master of Wuyao Pavilion, the romantic son. He is wearing a loose crimson robe embroidered with pink peach blossoms, and his long hair is also tied up with a peach wood hairpin. He seems to be dissolute, but his eyes The radiance inadvertently exuded in his eyes is not to be underestimated, his skin is fair, and he looks slightly feminine, especially those peach blossom eyes, which add a touch of seductiveness to him, and there is a dazzling smile on the corner of his mouth .
The two stood side by side, looked at each other, and then jumped up, flew to the seat where the Holy Gate Master was sitting, and then sat next to him. Seeing this scene, the Holy Gate Master just sneered. The martial arts practitioners didn't dare to show their spirits, and at the same time they were secretly shocked. What kind of wind brought these people here?

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Not finished, there is still today

(End of this chapter)