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More than twenty beautiful girls, dressed in white water and cloud soft shirts, sitting gracefully and gracefully, sitting together, giving people a great visual shock. These beautiful girls look dignified, staring at Li Ruoyun, their eyes are as bright as water, their eyes are twinkling, because of their existence in the hall, they become soft and fragrant, so gentle. All the heroes could not help shaking their spirits. Behind them. It was the guests who were invited to watch the ceremony, looking at Xiao Yuesheng in the pile of women. Like the stars around the moon, indescribably envious. Li Yuru and Zhang Siying formally became disciples of the Shuiyun Sect after giving Shuiyun a soft shirt. Standing behind Li Ruoyun. Song Xueyan stood behind Lin Xiaoqing and stood out at this time. The gentle voice sounded again: "The ceremony is over." The maidens all moved. They are busy, and these girls move gracefully, just like dancing. But it is clean and neat, as if to display swordsmanship in general, under the skillful hand, in a twinkling of an eye. They removed the arrangement they had just made and restored the appearance of the cost. All the heroes of Wulin in the temple have the feeling that they are not satisfied. To be able to sit here. Enjoying the beauty of the young girls. It is really a kind of supreme enjoyment. After removing the things, they began to set up the tableware and wine vessels, and the banquet began. Li Ruoyun and Abbess Miejie went up to the second floor, where another table was opened. It is a female seat, and the men are accompanied by Xiao Yuesheng. When I stepped into the reception room on the second floor. Zhang Siying couldn't help asking,Steel racking system, "Master, why don't you give us swords?" Elder martial sisters all have swords. We didn't. Li Ruoyun glanced at her as cold as ever. Didn't speak. Lin Hsiao-ching chuckled and said, "The little fellow is impatient!" "Third Martial Uncle-!" Zhang Siying twisted her slender waist and said in a charming voice that Lin Xiaoqing was exquisite. It is easy to give birth to the idea of closeness. Lin Xiaoqing chuckled and said, "When you enter our Shuiyun School, you should first practice internal skills, then practice boxing and palm skills, and then fingering and sleeve skills.". The last one is swordsmanship. If you want to wear a sword, it depends on your entry. "Why?" Zhang Siying blinked her bright eyes and her eyelashes were like fans. "Isn't our Shuiyun Sect famous for its swordsmanship?" "So,Narrow aisle rack, the first thing to do is to practice palm, fist and fingering. The weakest one is swordsmanship. This is the secret of our Shuiyun School." Lin Xiaoqing smiled and glanced at Abbess Miejie. Since Bei Jinyi and Zhou Zhiruo married to the Shuiyun Sect, this secret is hard to be a secret for Abbess Miejie. So Lin Xiaoqing said it briskly. Zhang Siying tilted her head slightly and thought about it. Clapping his hands lightly, he was suddenly enlightened. He mysteriously leaned close to Lin Xiaoqing's ear and whispered, "Our school is so insidious!" "Shh!" Lin Hsiao-ching raised her index finger to her red lips and winked at Wen Yu-bing. Then she lowered her head to her ear and whispered, "It's all right if you know. Don't talk nonsense, you know?!" "The disciple understands!" Zhang Siying nodded forcefully. The two men looked at each other, then straightened up, pretended as if nothing had happened, and followed Li Ruoyun to sit down on the spacious couch. Zhang Siying's mind is smart, and after a little meditation, he already understands the intentions of Shuiyun School. In the eyes of outsiders, the swordsmanship of the Shuiyun Sect is unparalleled. What they try their best to crack is only the swordsmanship of the Shuiyun Sect, but they don't know it. The disciples of the Suiyun Sect put down their swords, which is more threatening. This is no different from a killer's mace. At the critical moment, it is enough to save their lives. ×××××××××××××××××××××××××××× Seeing all the girls go upstairs, long span shelving ,Narrow aisle rack, they can't help but feel lost. They are quite dissatisfied with this arrangement. Why not let them go together?! But as guests, they can not say much, can only suppress their dissatisfaction, will vent all this emotion on the wine and food, open their stomachs, eat vegetables, drink big bowls. At the beginning of the banquet, the dishes in the hall were fragrant and mouth-watering, and the wine was mellow and fragrant, which made people drunk without drinking. Cups come and go, silver chopsticks and silver cups, persuading people to drink, very lively. Cheng yuanzhen watched Lin Xiaoqing curl away, smiling, talking and laughing with several sisters, indescribably charming, heart unbearable, but can not be close, it is a kind of torture.
Without Lin Xiaoqing, he felt that the hall was suddenly eclipsed and tasteless. People, the wine is mellow, but the food is not sweet. Cheng Shaoxia, are you uncomfortable? Yi Jian Zhen Bei Zhong Wei Weng Zhong sat beside him, and when he saw his listless appearance, he could not help asking with concern. Ten of them were divided into a table, sitting in the east of the hall, a huge round table of sandalwood, enough to seat more than a dozen people, they sat without feeling crowded. On top of the table, there is another layer that can be rotated to move the position of the dishes, just like the rotating table of later generations, but more delicate. Oh, nothing. Immersed in a low mood, Cheng yuanzhen suddenly woke up. He looked up and met Zhong Wei-weng's concerned eyes and shook his head. Forced a smile: "Thank you for your concern." "Shaoxia Cheng, are these girls in the Shuiyun School very beautiful?" Zhong Wei-weng laughed. His voice was low, somewhat mysterious in a man's private conversation. Well, it's beautiful. Cheng yuanzhen nodded. He loves me, loves my dog, and naturally feels that there is nothing wrong with the Shuiyun Sect. To tell you the truth, I have lived for so long. A beautiful woman like this. "I haven't met any of them. The most beautiful women in the world seem to have been collected by Shuiyun!" Zhong Wei-weng shook his head and sighed, picking up the silver cup on the table. Take a mouthful. Cheng yuanzhen smiled, although the heart has the same feeling, but can not say, can only pick up the silver cup, gently sipped, mellow. I can't feel the strength of the wine at all. Zhong Wei-weng stroked his elegant beard and said with a smile, "My fair lady.". A gentleman likes to marry. How's it going. Cheng Shaoxia, do you like the land. "How about being an old moon?" Cheng yuanzhen was startled and her eyes flickered. Glancing at him slightly, he saw Zhong Wei-weng stroking his beard with a smile,heavy duty warehouse rack, unable to see any other expression. Can not help but secretly murmur, is oneself too obvious. What did he see? Cheng yuanzhen shook her head and smiled. She picked up the silver cup and took a sip. "Thank you for your kindness, but I can't afford it." 。 omracking.com

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