"Everyone asked Chu Changge to sit on equal footing with the abbot of Shaolin, the head of Wudang and the old man of magic machine." Murong Yunshu said blankly.

Luer deflated and said, "Grandpa is so powerful, it is grievance to sit on par with a few bad old men."

Murong Yunshu shook his head funny, and Wulin Taidou was said to be a bad old man by her. If these words were heard by the young monks and priests, I would not know how to react.

Walking all the way to the bottom of the ring, Murong Yunshu was about to turn to the empty seat next to him, but was pulled by Chu Changge walking in front. "Where are you going?"

Murong Yunshu said lightly, "There are only four positions on the stage." The implication is that you can go to the stage alone and prestige.

"I'll ask someone to add a chair next to me."

"The location around you is too dangerous."

"The most dangerous place is the safest place."

Murong Yunshu sighed softly and said helplessly: "The martial arts meeting is your stage. What do you want me to do?"

"Have you ever sang" women "?"

"You refer to embarrassment as" **** "?"

"Madam understands" **** "."

Murong Yunshu rolled his eyes secretly, rushed the duck to the shelf, and followed him to the ring. As soon as I approached, I saw a very immortal man sitting next to Master Shaolin Abbot Xuan Kong ... Monk?

Dingyan looked again, and Murong Yunshu suddenly remembered that the person in front of him clearly was ... Mr. Mo Lao, the head of Wudang after shaving. "When did Mo Zhang give up Wudang and vote for Shaolin?" She asked with a smile.

Mo Zhang's head slowly plucked his beard and said, "Miss Murong is very humorous. The poor white hair was accidentally shaved by someone, not shaved."

Speaking of ‘sharpness’, Murong Yunshu looked sideways at someone with a ‘nothing to do with him’ side, and it ’s not hard to think who was responsible for this lack of virtue. But this Wudang master really deserves to be a master, shaved, and he can sit beside the Shaolin abbot in such a light and light manner. In contrast, Fang Hongfei with a wig full of resentment is bad. too much.

"Miss Murong." Mo Zhang said in a serious voice: "Even if the beard of the poor road is cut off, the poor road will continue to persuade you, right and evil are not mutually exclusive, you have to think twice."

Murong Yunshu suddenly thought of it. Mo Zhang's head once suggested that she should seriously consider the marriage with Chu Changge. It turned out ... Hey ... Chu Changge, who is short, is really unreasonable.

As soon as Murong Yunshu sat down, he saw a white-haired old man walking towards the throne with a little girl.

"Miss, it's the grandchildren of the storytellers! Why did they come to join in the excitement?" Luer said suspiciously.

Murong Yunshu smiled at the old man and said hello before answering Lu'er's question: "They have to see what happened to this martial arts meeting in person before they can go to the teahouse to talk."

Suddenly realized, Lu'er nodded and said, "First-hand news, no wonder so many people like to listen to his stories."

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Chu Changge laughed when he heard this, and said to Murong Yunshu sideways, "Ma'am, there are so many people in Wenjia and Wuquan in the Demon Church. Would you consider changing a maid?"

"Don't." Murong Yunshu ignored his gaze and looked at the distance lightly: "A person who is too clever is not suitable for being my maid."

Chu Changge's sword eyebrows picked up, an expression of ‘then forget it’, and after a few seconds he could n’t help but teased: “So you just pursued like this.”

Murong Yunshu narrowed his lips and said, "We open a bank, we only seek to be happy with money. As for people who are happy, not to pursue."

"Is the lady suggesting that her husband likes to make people happy?"

"Explicitly."

"..." Chu Changge wanted to ask, in her eyes, did he also belong to the category of "not so smart" ...

Although Murong Yunshu ’s face was still light and breeze-like, Yu Guangxu looked to Chu Changge ’s frustrated expression in the wind. The heart was suddenly unspeakable and the corner of his mouth was unconsciously lightly tickled. Up.

At this time, the old man of Shenji approached them, and he said to Murong Yunshu: "Little girl, meet again."

Murong Yunshu stood up politely, "Senior Machine Master is still so old and strong and full of spirit."

The old man of the magic machine shook his head frequently. While sitting at the leftmost position, he said, "No, the old man is old, he is panting on the steps, and I do n’t know who deliberately ca n’t get along with my old man. Ring. "

"It was built by old scholars." Master Xuan Kong laughed.

"I know you stinky monk is uneasy and kind!" The old man of Shenji said indignantly, his eyes rolled over, a look of old disrespect, which caused everyone to laugh.

The three great men and one devil were all together, the drums thundered, and the martial arts meeting officially began. Master Xuan Kong made a speech first, the idea was that 'we held the martial arts conference for the harmony of the entire martial arts, and all disharmony factors must be eliminated.' Taiping. After Master Xuan Kong finished his speech, it was Mo Daochang who made the speech. The general idea was the same. In short, we should all work for the peace of martial arts.

Most people are listening to Master Xuankong who is attentive, while a small number of people are thinking about the little ones in their hearts, such as Lu'er.

"Miss, you lied to me again." Luer grumbled and accused his master of not taking the maid's head as a bad act.

"Well." Murong Yunshu confessed.

Luer suddenly felt that there was nothing to say. There were still many accusations in her heart, but the proverb is good, frank and lenient, the lady has already admitted, what else can she say? To take a step back 10,000, even if the lady does not admit it, she can't have an opinion! Hey, no wonder Miss likes to make her happy, she is stupid, naturally stupid!

After some self-examination and self-sacrifice, Lu'er adjusted his mentality and asked, "Miss, when did you know that Mr. Storyteller was an old man of magical machines?"

"Just now."

"When was it just now?"

Murong Yunshu, while listening to Mo Daochang's speech, answered Luer, "When he walked into the ring."