mtlumby2d Chapter 176 Sword Scar
Chapter 176 Sword Scar
One was wearing a plaid shirt.
The qualifications are extremely poor.
system:【……】
The system could no longer tolerate this: [Did the plaid shirt save Chu Zizhao’s life? ]
On Junshan Island.
The weather was clear and cloudless.
The Song company manager who was in charge of handling the emergency alarm was exhausted. He finally dealt with Chu Xuan and Chu Zizhao, of course mainly Chu Xuan. The manager slammed the table angrily:
"What's going on? Who did the population registration? How come the woman Song Ling brought back has a brother who is at the peak of the Grandmaster level?"
Others said timidly: "Song Ling did say that she has several brothers."
Supervisor Song: “How many?!”
Song Clan disciple: "Master Song Ling said it seemed like one to three..."
The Song company manager roared, "Is this one, three, or two and a half? Song Ling is not smart, he can't count, so why don't you ask! If Song Ling said there are π, would you register the irrational number? Do you know how much effort I put in to calm that evil spirit just now!"
The Song disciples looked worried and said, "What can we do? Even if we put all our forces together, we can't beat that guy named Chu Xuan."
The supervisor snorted coldly, a hint of smugness flashing across his face.
"There's no need to drive him away. His sister has a seed of Taoism planted in her body—"
"If he wants to see someone, let him see her! Tomorrow is Song Ling's wedding. When he finds someone, the woman will cry and scream to stay and work like a slave for the Song family. Besides, marrying into the Song family is a good thing. As a brother, how can he have any objection?!"
The disciple thought it made sense and nodded repeatedly.
However, after much persuasion, Chu Xuan agreed to board the ship tomorrow morning.
Before long, the lake water at the horizon began to ripple slightly, and someone else came on a mysterious pedal-powered duck boat, heading towards Junshan Island!
Everyone from the Song clan: "..."
This little yellow duck boat was obviously plucked from a nearby scenic spot.
But the scenic area belongs to the state, and we can only draw a line on the shore to clearly distinguish it from Songshi Dongting Lake.
Since the founding of the People's Republic of China, no little yellow duck has dared to step out of line.
Because Songshi Dongting is in a high position of power, the scenic area also has to undertake some peripheral security tasks. Therefore, the scenic area management personnel also have half a staff position, and only civil servants can mobilize the scenic area assets.
At the same time, the Song family members on the shore suddenly realized that the water of Dongting Lake, which was used to nourish the Dao Seeds, was different from ordinary lake water. Once the little yellow duck with a pedal got close to Dongting Lake, it would be difficult to move! However, the person who came not only stepped on the little yellow duck to make it move briskly, but also looked quite relaxed.
Could it be that——
"Grandmaster!"
The supervisor screamed in horror: "Another master has arrived! Be alert, everyone be alert!"
Junshan Island was once again in chaos.
Fortunately, after a while, everyone looked happy.
The man was holding the Song family token and was a high-ranking member of the Martial Arts Association. He claimed to be an informant that Grandmaster Song had contacted with in the Martial Arts Association before his death. If these were not enough evidence, the moment the man took out the Songyang waist badge with great respect, everyone stood in awe.
As everyone knows, the Grand Master was killed by the devil Gu Yu.
The man who could make the Grand Master solemnly entrust the waist badge representing the lifelong honor of the Song family members to him when he was on the verge of death - who would dare to doubt his true identity!
Because he is an informant of the Wushu Association.
It is understandable that this middle-aged master who calls himself Ming Xuejian is not willing to reveal his true face and is fully armed with a hood, mask and sunglasses.
So the duck boat was respectfully led to the dock and stopped next to a luxury yacht.
The Song family supervisor personally supervised the mooring of the boat for the distinguished guests.
However, the supervisor looked a little puzzled and muttered to himself:
"Strange, I seem to have only brought twelve Song clan members this time...how come there are thirteen of them working now..."
"That's not right. Each one of them has a Tao seed..."
at the same time.
Under the hood.
Pei Mingye's face was slightly solemn.
Arrive at Junshan today, and visit Dongting tomorrow. Songyang was right when he was tortured. The informant of the Wushu Association can really enter and leave Dongting without any hindrance! The Junshan Song family seems to be aloof from the world, but in fact they have been colluding with the Wushu Association for a long time. It is so amazing that such a large family can operate in secret to seek benefits——
I don’t know how corrupt the Wushu Association is, and how many conflicts will be revealed if we uncover just the tip of the iceberg!
Report, you must report to the relevant disciplinary inspection department!
Pei Ming opened the memo on his phone and was about to make a draft when he looked up and saw the conspicuously luxurious yacht.
Pei Mingye: “…” Extravagance and corruption!
In the distance, there is a bamboo house halfway up the mountain on Junshan Island.
Chu Zizhao took a telescope and looked at the dock, somewhat suspicious:
"Why do I feel like someone is trying to steal our yacht?"
Turn around.
Henry Chu pursed his lips tightly, pressed his sword and was about to leave: "I want to see her now."
Chu Zizhao: "Fuck, wait a minute!"
Song’s Water Fort.
sunset.
Inside the quiet Sutra Repository.
The system was somewhat dumbfounded: [……]
Originally, according to its expectations, Chu Yan turned Dongting Lake into a fish pond with her peerless beauty after entering the water fort, and moved between the baking ovens, and pulled between Song Chi and Song Xu to the limit, making them willing to offer their supreme skills to the beauty! Even if someone was caught in a dilemma because of their position, they were eventually coerced by this huge competition field, abandoning the clan laws for their own host, and willingly sinking into the sea of love!
but.
Now they don't have to compete.
Because they are all dead.
Inside the Sutra Pavilion.
Chu Yan opened the cat-head canvas bag.
There are a total of fourteen waist badges inside.
She is like the gentle female classmate who helps sign in on campus.
Take out the waist badges one by one, pass them through the card reader one by one, and then take out the Taixuan Sutra fragments applicable to various realms and stages in turn, scan them and upload them to the network disk.
After finishing, don't forget to continue searching.
The emerald Chinese cabbage in the Sutra Repository, the calligraphy and paintings hanging in the hall, and the ancient tangerine peel that had been stored for who knows how many years were all stuffed into the canvas bag, as much as could be stuffed in.
The system finally couldn't help it: [Host, but, can this tangerine peel still be used? ! ]
Chu Yan: [I don’t know. I’ll soak Chu Zhennan when I get back. If he’s fine, I’ll put him in a salted fish and sell him to Guangdong Province.]
Song's does have a lot of good things.
I just don’t know whether Huolala will accept water transportation.
Walking through the Sutra Library, Chu Yan suddenly noticed that there was a very deep sword mark above the hall. Even though it was not conspicuous under the cover of the wooden beams, looking at its shape, one could still vaguely guess the demeanor of the swordsman back then.
Chu Yan thought: [Strange, who chopped down the Song family's Sutra Library before me? ]
The shape of the sword mark was flat and regular, neither biased nor lopsided. It did not look like the heavy sword commonly used by the Song family, but more like Chu Yan's own Seven Star Dragon Source.
But my Seven-Star Dragon Source is just an ordinary weapon produced on the assembly line after all.
The long sword that left marks on the beam was obviously more delicate, so delicate that the patterns on the sword body could emboss the beam, and the blade was also moderately wide. Chu Yan thought that if he were to refine a natal sword in the future, it would probably be in this shape.
So everyone stood here and watched for a long time.
Seeing Chu Yan almost gave me an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
The system said it felt familiar too!
So Chu Yan was sure it was an illusion.
Turn around and leave.
The Song family got married, offered sacrifices to their ancestors, and worshipped the Dragon King, which took many days in total.
When Song Xun was alive, he urged Song Ling to set a date for the wedding as soon as possible, which was already a limit operation based on the lunar calendar.
Because the wedding ceremony is complicated.
That night, after nightfall, a group of women from the Song family came smilingly to help Chu Yan dress up.
In the yard, Song Ling was shocked to see so many people coming, and quickly locked the room where the corpse stacking game was hidden.
The system looked at the door lock with blood stains and praised: [Our Su Su is really the modern Bluebeard! ]
Chu Yan: [I have nothing to do, so I go read your Tomato novel.]
System: [Oh... Da Bing, oh no, Ji He is here too! ]
Ji He was among the group of women from the Song family.
This 1717 Golden Eye reporter, core member of the Zhejiang Female Warrior Leadership Forum, acquired warrior, host, and self-media person waved excitedly at Chu Yan!
Because he was sandwiched among a group of women, Ji He had to always show a happy and upbeat expression when he was controlled by the strange creature.
It wasn't until she was alone with Chu Yan that she finally relaxed.
Rubbed the stiff apple cheeks.
Ji He said:
"Their smiles were so weird! They laughed while doing housework, and also laughed when being scolded by men. They tricked me into drinking tea four times. Fortunately, I was prepared. How are you doing here?"
"By the way, I found the person who reported Song to our TV station!"
The words have not yet fallen.
Suddenly, a strange buzzing sound was heard not far away.
The sound comes from high above.
It was as if something horrible was floating in the heavy darkness.
Ji He: "Hey, what a familiar voice."
System: [What?!]
Chu Yan: [Guess. Who will find this place first, Chu Zizhao or Chu Xuan?]
System: [Chu Xuan, he is a master! ]
Chu Yan:
【Chu Zizhao.】
[Because he is a primate that is good at using tools.]
Chu Yan opened the window.
Chu Zizhao's DJI drone flew into the room excitedly and was caught by her!
In the dark night.
The cold-faced girl lowered her head and faced the drone's camera.
The wedding dress is blood-red like a waterfall, but its gorgeous color is suppressed by the cold eyes and brows, making it look more beautiful than frost and snow!