Chapter 204: Langya Sword Contest

Everyone in the house was shocked.

Even the person who was sprayed was stunned and speechless.

He also said that the Demon Cult has no quality, but Zhao Changhe is the one performing live. What does it mean to be truly without quality! Uh, no, this is none of your business. Is Xia Chichi your wife?

Suzaku stood on the rooftop in the distance, looking at the banquet hall door from a distance, his eyes a little shocked.

As a demonic sect, the Four Symbols Sect naturally offends a lot of people. It is not surprising that some people would find trouble when the Saint swaggers to participate in such a banquet. Maybe there is a real sufferer among them. Although it couldn't have been Xia Chichi's fault. She had never done anything like this before, but it was normal for someone to cause trouble for her.

Didn't Xia Chichi say it a few days ago, what should I do if I'm bullied? Suzaku replied at that time, your most reliable help is inside.

But Zhuque also didn't expect that this was not just a helping hand, but Zhao Changhe's protective calf was actually so explosive. It seemed that in his eyes, there was no difference between bullying Xia Chichi and directly slapping him on the ear.

Although Zhao Changhe now has a bad reputation in the world, he actually doesn't care at all when he has already begun to have a reputation as a hero.

No wonder I can't forget my love for a long time and have a headache.

In a state of astonishment, the man finally spoke coldly: "Everyone said that Zhao Changhe had betrayed the Blood God Cult a long time ago, and he was able to send a weak girl home and kill the Maitreya Pioneer. He was on the right path. Now it seems that he is not only a gangster, but also a gangster." In fact, the so-called betrayal of the Blood God Sect is still open to question... Is the Four Symbols Sect your superior? Otherwise, why are you so anxious to show off in front of your master? "

Zhao Changhe sneered and said: "I have always been a gangster. Who can bear to show off to you? When it comes to quality, others are free to dress how they wear it. The master has not said anything. When will it be your turn to talk? This is your quality. ? Tell me who your last name is, and see whose family is so uneducated."

"You!" The man stood up from the table and pointed at Zhao Changhe. Just as he was about to say something, the young master at the head of the table finally smiled and said, "This is my birthday banquet. Please stop making noise here and give me some face."

The man glanced at Wang Zhaoling in surprise. Wang Zhaoling's smile did not change.

The man had no choice but to sit down and said nothing more.

Both Zhao Changhe and his wife saw this detail and laughed in their hearts.

How can there be such a weak-minded person who attacks regardless of the situation? No matter how he has a grudge against the Four Symbols Sect, it will not be like this. What's more, Xia Chichi doesn't recognize this person, so there is no big grudge. The person who really has the grudge is holding it back... This man It was obvious that what he did was based on Wang Zhaoling's instructions.

There was absolutely no other reason for this instruction, only one, it was a deliberate attempt to test Zhao Changhe. Zhao Changhe's identity should be something that the Wang family should be very careful about.

It was not only a test of the relationship between Zhao Changhe and Xia Chichi, but also a test of his temperament. Can it be considered as a test now?

Well, it's better to be thought of as a rough and reckless guy. This character is so useful.

Zhao Changhe simply said louder: "I am willing to give face to the master. It seems that I am not the one who refuses to give face. Who is this person who barked in front of the master?"

The man glared angrily, and Wang Zhaoling waved his hand: "This is my good friend, brother Lu Bingcheng of the Fan Yang Lu family, ranked 20th in Qianlong. Brother Lu is also protecting my face. After all, regular banquet guests do not wear masks. I forgot the four things for a moment. This is the custom of the Xiang Cult. I would like to apologize on Brother Lu’s behalf. How about we all take a step back and take a seat?”

Zhao Changhe secretly said that it was not the Lu family who was great, but Wang Zhaoling's attitude.

Because Fan Yanglu's name sounds bluffing, in fact, in this world, Fan Yanglu is very serious about a la carte, and may not be any better than the Tang family, or even worse. Although their family may be better than the Tang family in general, they are not as good as the Tang family. Top three on the list. It's not even on the same level as the Wang family.

How does Wang Zhaoling behave like an arrogant and domineering brain-dead young master? Does this mean Lu Bingcheng doesn't regard him as his brother?

Including Zhao Changhe himself, it doesn't matter how irritable he was just now. If he insists on having an attack now, it will be unreasonable in the eyes of others.

He turned to see what Xia Chichi said, but saw the little tiger standing quietly beside him, completely letting him do what he wanted, like a little wife. When he looked over, there was a smile in his beautiful eyes. It's up to you to decide. Just fine.

Zhao Changhe also smiled, cupped his hands and said, "Rough guy has no manners, let everyone see the joke."

Wang Zhaoling said: "You can take a seat as you wish, first come, first served. There is no seating arrangement."

After such a long time, Zhao Changhe had already seen clearly the situation in the hall. This was a huge banquet hall, but there were not many seats. Wang Zhaoling was sitting in the main seat. The two rows of tables and chairs on the left and right extended all the way to the door. They were all single people. Single table.

The vast area behind the two rows of tables and chairs was filled with musicians, dance groups, etc., preparing to perform.

It seems very casual to say that you can sit at will, unlike the aristocratic family that pays attention to ranking and status. In fact, thinking about it, there is no solution - Cui Yuanyang is here. According to Qianlong ranking, she is only in the nineties. Put her seat back? The Cui family will never be done with you. But if she is allowed to sit in the VIP seats, what will other people with higher rankings think about it? Is this a Qianlong banquet or a family banquet?

In the end, I simply sat casually and seemed free and generous.

Zhao Changhe looked around for a position, and his first sight fell on Cui Yuanyang.

The little girl lives directly in the Wang family, so of course she has arrived at the living room long ago. She did not sit in the front seat at all, but chose to sit in the very middle position, guessing that it was the position corresponding to Qianlong Ninety-nine. Then she sat there quietly, lightly lifting her cloud sleeves, and pouring herself tea. The farce just now seemed not to be in her eyes at all, and the seating arrangement was even more confusing. Her eyebrows were lowered, she was quiet and elegant, like a lady from a wealthy family.

Quite a few people were looking at her secretly, with a bit of admiration, but no one dared to sit next to her.

Zhao Changhe's cheeks twitched, and he almost laughed out loud.

Who said she couldn't act? At least playing a lady from a rich family was a basic skill since childhood. But why did she act so badly?

He thought about it and felt that it was very simple to do with his character, so he walked directly to the empty seat on the right side of Cui Yuanyang and sat down with a little embarrassment, as if he wanted to see Cui Yuanyang, but he looked down at the table a little embarrassedly.

Xia Chichi was stunned for a moment before he realized that this guy was playing a gangster who wanted to eat swan meat and was driven away. Of course, he would not be polite if he had the opportunity to stay with Miss Cui. This expression was so vivid. Amazing, when did he have special training in acting?

What's even more amazing is that Cui Yuanyang raised her eyes slightly, glanced at the uninvited guest beside her quickly, a little flustered and shy, her cheeks unconsciously reddened, but she pursed her lips and said nothing, lowered her head and held the teacup to drink slowly, covering up her feeling of being at a loss. The look of a lady who was being chased by a suitor and was at a loss was also amazing.

The little mouth under the white tiger mask was half open for a long time, and Xia Chichi finally "hummed" and sat down next to Zhao Changhe's right side.

Just now he seemed to be standing up for his wife, but in the blink of an eye, he turned into an adultery. Xia Chichi gritted his teeth and silently adjusted the green jade hairpin on his head, but found that he didn't even know what to say.

Quite a few people were paying attention here, including Wang Zhaoling. Seeing this look, everyone was a little amused, secretly thinking that this Zhao Changhe was also strange. He was not ranked high, and his practice was not outstanding. How could he automatically attract everyone's attention as soon as he appeared, like the protagonist on the stage.

Wang Zhaoling said deliberately: "Sister Yuanyang, is it convenient? Do you want to sit next to me?"

"No, no need." Cui Yuanyang whispered: "This is a banquet for hidden dragons, and we should follow the order of hidden dragons. Yuanyang is only ninety-nine, it is not convenient for her to be in a high position."

Wang Zhaoling said: "There is no such rule."

"Yuanyang has her own mind." Cui Yuanyang glanced at Zhao Changhe again and lowered her head again: "Besides, Brother Zhao has done a favor to Yangyang..."

She paused, as if she had made a difficult decision, and bowed to Zhao Changhe seriously: "Yuanyang meets Brother Zhao, it's been a long time since we last met, and you are still as elegant as ever. Yuanyang is very happy."

Xia Chichi hissed, and her teeth almost hurt.

Zhao Changhe was dumbfounded, remembering what he said a few days ago: "Your acting skills will be exposed", now he feels that he is not a protagonist, but a clown.

Wang Zhaoling said leisurely: "If the information we know is correct, in fact, Saint Lady Xia and Brother Zhao have a deep relationship, right? That's why Brother Zhao was so furious just now."

Zhao Changhe was sweating coldly, but Xia Chichi, who had been silent all the time, finally spoke lightly: "Mr. Wang, is the Qianlong Banquet just to find out about the family affairs of the Qianlongs?"

"No." Wang Zhaoling smiled and said: "It hasn't started yet, many people haven't arrived yet, and everyone is just chatting casually."

"Since it's a casual chat, then I'll chat with one too?" Xia Chichi said leisurely: "It is said that King Cui is seeking marriage, and your sister is going to marry Cui Yuanyong. Does Mr. Wang intend to marry Miss Cui?"

Zhao Changhe pricked up his ears. He didn't know whether Xia Chichi was trying to flatter Cui Yuanyang in the Shura Field, or asking him about the most concerned issue in his heart.

But Wang Zhaoling laughed and said, "How can there be such a marriage? Although my family and the Cui family are close, they are not tied together. Few people do things this way."

The implication is that the marriage of each of their children corresponds to a political resource. His marriage can bring in one more ally, and there is no reason to repeat the family.

Xia Chichi nodded and said nothing more. Zhao Changhe's heart also relaxed. If you don't covet Yangyang, then we don't have any hatred. Even if you want to be independent, it's none of our business in theory.

But Wang Zhaoling laughed again: "But there are quite a lot of other young talents who admire Sister Yuanyang. Brother Zhao is like the protagonist on the stage as soon as he comes. It's not without reason. It's a bit... hateful, haha."

"Bang!" There was a sound of a wine pot hitting the table in the corner at the bottom, and Situ Xiao's drunken voice spread throughout the audience: "Where's the wine? Who the hell is patient to listen to the opera here? If you don't serve the wine, I'll leave!"

Zhao Changhe secretly said that it was a good time.

You are annoying me by probing me with false feelings. What exactly are you, Wang family, going to do? You might as well reveal the truth now.

My identity is sensitive. No matter how much I play the role of a ruffian, it is not appropriate to talk like this. On the contrary, this drunkard pretends to be crazy and says just the right thing.

Just at this time, a large group of people came in outside. The so-called Hidden Dragon Banquet did not have more than 250 people present. In fact, there were only dozens of people. In this way, basically everyone was here.

Wang Zhaoling also stopped smiling and said calmly: "In fact, many people guessed that I was going to test my sword at this banquet... I am not satisfied with you all. The purpose of testing my sword is indeed partly, but perhaps you do not believe that my original intention is really just to meet the heroes of the world."

"Although my generation has unique resources, it is not convenient to train. Once we go out, we are in danger everywhere. The deadly malice is far beyond that of ordinary people. Maybe it is Saint Xia?" Wang Zhaoling smiled at Xia Chichi apologetically, indicating that he was joking, and then said: "Bring strong guards, the training will lose its meaning. If you don't bring guards, your family will not agree. I believe that Sister Yuanyang will feel the same way about this."

"So we climbed into the hidden dragon. Perhaps because of our family background, it is easier than ordinary people, but it becomes difficult to break through the limitations of heaven and man and penetrate into the secret mysteries. Not to mention making friends with the world's heroes and seeking close friends. , What else can we do besides hosting a banquet?”

After talking for so long, someone finally asked: "Master, if you want to treat guests and make friends, wouldn't everyone be happy if you invite them politely? Why set all kinds of thresholds, weigh and close the door? If you can't make friends, you will offend others."

Wang Zhaoling laughed loudly: "Don't say that Wang is arrogant and can't even handle the weighing of servants. He is not worth dealing with. And closing the door has another meaning. Please forgive me for letting you know. Of course, if you are not happy in your heart, , Wang hereby apologizes.”

Wang Zhaoling raised his glass and stood up. He punished himself with three glasses of wine. Then he turned the glass upside down and said with a smile: "If we talk about trying swords, not only Wang wants to try it, but don't you all here have the desire to learn from each other? Everyone is lurking." Long Bang, but it’s hard to see him from all over the world. When Brother Yuan Yong wanted to challenge Yue Hongling, how much manpower was mobilized to find Yue Hongling’s whereabouts, and then traveled thousands of miles to Beimang, why is it inconvenient? "

Situ Xiao finally raised his head from the wine cup, his eyes shining brightly.

Wang Zhaoling said loudly: "The Central Plains Qianlong, drinking and discussing martial arts, Langya is a grand event! If this event takes place, the Langya Wang family is willing to host such a sword discussion every few years. I wonder if you are interested?"

Everyone cheered: "What a great idea!"

Zhao Changhe smiled slightly and looked down at the wine glass on the table, his eyes faintly rippling.

This Wang family has such a wild heart.