Martial Arts: Invite the Moon to send me undercover Jin Yiwei

"My lord, please come in!"

After hearing this, the sword attendant said softly, pushed open the door and invited Lin Wuyou in.

Hua Wuque was practicing on the bed at the moment, when he heard someone open the door, he quickly stopped and looked over.

When he saw that it was Lin Wuyou, he was a little surprised:

"Brother, is something wrong?"

Lin Wuyou hadn't been here for the past few days, so there must be something wrong with her sudden arrival.

"Junior Brother Wuque, I need your help. Put these things into the meals of Shaolin disciples."

As Lin Wuyou said 653, he took out the pack of laxatives from his pocket and handed it to Hua Wuque.

"This...I know."

Seeing Hua Wuque, he seemed to want to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, and agreed to take the laxative.

Although his martial arts are high, when he was a child in Yihua Palace, the two masters were always strict with him, and the only relaxing time was spent with this senior brother, so he seldom refused his senior brother's request .

Seeing that Hua Wuque agreed, Lin Wuyou didn't stay any longer, and left the yard with Dong Tianbao.

Walking on the road, Dong Tianbao, who was following behind, glanced at Lin Wuyou, and then suddenly said:

"Mr. Xie vented his anger for Tianbao, but if he did so, would he get you into trouble?"

Obviously, he knew that Lin Wuyou did this, and he must be expressing his anger for himself.

Lin Wuyou smiled and said:

"Don't worry, this trouble won't come to us, just wait and see the good show!"

He knew Hua Wuque's martial arts. If the next medicine can still be found, then he is not Mr. Wuque.

For the people of Shaolin, this time they will lose face for sure.

Dong Tianbao stopped talking when he heard the words, and the two walked back slowly.

After returning to the room, I waited for a while, and it was time for the dinner party.

The maid from Shenjiazhuang knocked on the door of Lin Wuyou's room.

"Who?"

"Master Lin, this servant is here to invite you to a banquet!".

Chapter 125 Song Yuzhi: "Mr. Lin, can I have a seat?" '

"Wait!"

After Lin Wuyou's words fell, not long after, the door opened.

At this time, he was wearing a bright white robe, a black gold silk belt around his waist, and a pair of black gold cloud treading boots on his feet.

She wears a light gold crown on her head, a wooden hairpin to tie her hair, and two gold ropes are woven into the hair, plus a jade wrench on her thumb.

The rich man's grace and luxury were revealed, and the maid was stunned for a moment.

"Girl, can we go?"

Lin Wuyou asked softly.

The maid came back to her senses and quickly lowered her head, blushing all over her face.

"Sir, please!"

As she said that, she retreated into the yard, the lantern in her hand shook a little, and those eyes looked at Lin Wuyou from time to time.

And Murong Zi and the others also arrived in the yard at this moment, seeing Lin Wuyou's attire, their eyes lit up.

"Brother Lin, with your temperament and appearance, you don't look like a royal guard. You are clearly a rich man."

Murong Zi stepped forward, her eyes were amazed.

The same goes for Ji Qianhua and the other three.

The appearance of this deputy Qianhu is really nothing to say!

"Young master's appearance and temperament, there are few people in the world who can match him!"

Dong Tianbao also stepped forward and praised.

Lin Wuyou didn't reply when he heard the words, but just smiled at everyone.

Everyone gathered, the maid led the way, and a few people followed.

On the other side of 657, there were also people who went to invite Hua Wuque.

The maid came to the door with a lantern and looked at the two sword servants:

"Two sisters, our wife invited the dude to the banquet."

"My son has made some breakthroughs. He is in retreat, so he won't be going. Please inform Leader Shen."

The sword waiter on the left directly refused.

The maid was a little surprised when she heard this.

But still nodded, turned and left.

Seeing the maid leave, the sword servant who spoke before said to the room:

"My lord, the man has already left!"

As soon as the words fell, the door opened with a 'creak', and the flowers in white clothes like snow came out intact.

"Don't let anyone in!"

"Yes!"*2

The two sword waiters waited.

As for Hua Wuque, with a little step on his feet, his body soared into the air and landed on the roof, and quickly disappeared.

In the front hall of Shenjiazhuang, Lin Wuyou and the others just arrived.

Looking over, I found that there were not many people in the front hall, and they were all unfamiliar faces.

"Everyone, please sit here!"

The maid took Lin Wuyou and the others to a seat in the middle and sat down.

Dong Tianbao is on the far left, Lin Wuyou and Murong Zi are in the middle, and Ji Yuhua is on the far right.

"If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have come so early, there are only a few of us."

Murong Zi was a little unhappy.

The front hall is large, brightly lit, and several tables are set up.

"It's time, it's probably time to come, you should spread out the paper first, and wait to see if there is anything to write!"

Lin Wuyou reminded him if there was a deep meaning.

Murong Zi turned her head to look at him, a little puzzled.

But after thinking about it, he still summoned his servants and sent them pens, inks and paper, ready to record at any time.

Dong Tianbao on the side was also looking forward to it, looking at the entrance of the front hall with his eyes, wanting to see when the people from Shaolin would arrive.

After a while, I saw several Huashan sect disciples walking in.

"Linghu Chong, the eldest disciple of Yue Buqun, the head of the Huashan School? The one who seems honest is probably Yue Buqun's sixth disciple, Lu Dayou. The most beautiful girl is Yue Buqun's daughter, Yue Lingshan."

Murong Zi stared at these people, and quickly revealed their identities.

Lin Wuyou was a little surprised, couldn't help but looked at her and asked:

"How do you know so clearly, won't you admit your mistake?"

"I'm a writer for Jianghu Monthly, can I admit my mistake? Especially the Wuyue Sword Sect has been fighting among themselves for the past few years. I recognize those true disciples, elders, and the like!"

Murong Zi said something proudly.

But when he said the latter, his voice became softer.

Apparently, she has also improved her memory, knowing that there are some words that people from the Five Sacred Sword Sect should not hear.

These people quickly took their seats, sitting opposite Lin Wuyou and the others.

And Yue Lingshan who was sitting down looked around, and when she saw Lin Wuyou, her eyes lit up.

"Eldest brother, look at that son, look so good!" (aeda)

It was the first time that Yue Lingshan had seen such a gentleman-like person, especially the temperament, which was elegant and noble, and she could tell at a glance that the other person's identity was absolutely extraordinary.

Very attractive to her.

"The dude's appearance is pretty good, but it's not useful!"

Linghu Chong glanced at Lin Wuyou, feeling a little surprised in his heart.

But seeing his little junior sister was so surprised, he was a little upset and said bad things.

After finishing speaking, he picked up the jug on the table and prepared to pour himself a glass.

"Hey, senior brother, Dad told you that you are not allowed to drink alcohol."

"It's okay to drink a little!"

"Be careful, I'll go back and tell Dad!"

"Okay, okay, don't drink, don't drink."

"It's almost there."

Yue Lingshan smiled with satisfaction, her face full of pride.

But soon, I couldn't help but look at Lin Wuyou again.

This is a kind of outward looking towards beauty, just like when ordinary people see beautiful women, they will subconsciously look twice more.

Following the arrival of the Huashan faction, another group of people soon came in outside the door.

Murong Zi stared at her with a pair of eyes, and said in a low voice like a cannonball:

"Songshan's big Songyang leader, Fei Bin, actually came in person, along with his two nephews, Fei Qing and Fei Song."

"Master Yuanye, who hasn't been out of the rivers and lakes in Shaolin for a long time, is it possible for his disciples to sit down?!"

"Qin Fei, the elder of Kongtong, and his son Qin Ye, are both young and outstanding."

The names she can name are all some well-known figures in the world.

There are still some who don't recognize, and can only scratch their heads, and temporarily write down the appearance, age, and weapons of the other party.

It can be regarded as a record when I go back in the future, and then I will investigate the information.

Hearing what she said, Lin Wuyou admired her memory.

After a while, Song Qingshu and Shi Feixuan also came.

Jiang Yulang walked in together with his father Jiang Biehe.

As the deputy leader of the Jiangnan Martial Arts League, he naturally couldn't be absent from such events.

Song Yuzhi also walked in, but her elder brother was not with her.

She scanned the crowd in the front hall, and immediately noticed Murong Zi, and then quickly walked forward.

"Mr. Lin, can I have a seat? I want to sit with Sister Murong."

Song Yuzhi glanced at Lin Wuyou and said politely.

"Of course!"

Seeing her being so polite, and Murong Zi looking at him from the side, Lin Wuyou naturally wouldn't refuse.

He moved to the side.

Song Yuzhi sat down and chatted with Murong Zi.

The two of them seemed to have a lot to talk about, pointing at those people in the hall, they talked very vigorously.

Lin Wuyou heard a few words, it was nothing more than that the martial arts of some disciples were not very high, and the reputation of which disciples was raised by their elders.