Quick Transmigration Live Broadcast: The Villain Boss is the Female Emperor!

  After a few words, Master Kong was speechless.

   "But..." The girl said, and smiled gently: "No one is to blame."

  Master Leakong asked: "How do you say this?"

  Chong Ao took a sip of the tea and said: "The world always pays attention to the weak and the strong. Killing or being killed is just the survival of the capable."

  It is not the world that is wrong, but the greedy human nature.

   Master Kong Kong sighed.

  The girl is crazy, but what she said is not unreasonable.

   "Thank you for the tea, Master."

  Chong Yi stood up, poured a full cup of tea into another cup, and then picked it up and poured it on the ground.

  After doing this, she turned and walked to the door, opened the door and walked out.

  Leave less.

   "The sunset is infinitely good, but it's almost dusk." She sighed, looked ahead and said, "Scholar, it's time to go."

  Rong Shaoqing walked out of the house, the candle in the house had been extinguished, and only darkness remained.

  I just got off Cicada Mountain.

  Suddenly a bell came from the green hills surrounded by white mist.

  Chong Yi's eyes dimmed slightly and said, "Scholar, we should go to the Wulin League."

   "Yes, Master."

  ……

  ……

  Two major events have happened recently in Wulin.

   One, the great good man is dead, Master Kong is dead.

  Second, the martial arts conference was held again.

  And the purpose of this martial arts conference-

  Leader Cheng Tianheng wants to elect a new martial arts leader and lead all martial arts masters to destroy the cult.

  The so-called cult.

   is the sect of two people.

  One woman and one man, one teacher and one apprentice, the two of them have peerless looks and outstanding martial arts.

but,

It is rumored that Master Kong was killed by a cult.

  Regardless of whether they are beautiful or not, their martial arts are high or not, everyone must work together to kill them.

  This is called: walking for the sky.

  It has been two months since the last martial arts conference held at Yunwu Mountain Villa.

  Los City.

  There are so many knights who are famous from all over the world, and Yuelai Inn, the largest chain hotel, is full of people.

  The night is as cool as water.

  A crescent moon hung up in the sky, casting silver brilliance on the world.

  The voice in the guest hall was full of voices.

   "Do you think the little son and the scholar will come?"

   "This is not clear, the martial arts masters have all come to Los Angeles, if the little boy and the scholar in Jade face appear, they will not become the turtle in the urn."

  "Fucking!" One person patted on the table and said: "Io Tzu killed the cultists as soon as they appeared, and even killed the great good people like Master Kong, frantic..."

  "……"

   "Tomorrow is the martial arts conference." The girl held a small wine bottle in her hand, drank wine under the moon, and asked, "Scholar, are you afraid?"

  The man was wearing a crescent-white robe, holding a white jade flute in his hand, and said, "Don't be afraid."

  With her by his side, he will go even in Shura Hell.

  Chong Yi smiled, looking at the bright crescent moon, the task progress bar has reached 90%.

  Able to complete the task soon, and left from this world.

  "Master, I want to play a song for you." Rong Shaoqing said in a deep voice.

  His perfectly-lined profile face is exceptionally handsome under the moon, perhaps shrouded in a layer of moonlight, as if he had removed the usual coldness, and was as gentle as a young man.

   "Blow it." Chong Ai said in a happy mood.

  Rong Shaoqing's well-established hand holds Bai Yuxiao on his lips, and the melodious music flies out of Xiao, deep and lingering, like resentment.

  The noisy guest hall gradually became quiet.

   "Who is playing the tune?"

   "I know what it is, it is Fengqiuhuang!" The disciple of the Yin Gong school exclaimed.

  "……

  Feng Xi Feng Xi returns to his hometown,

   Travel around the world in search of its phoenix.

  ……"

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  Note: "Feng Qiuhuang"-Sima Xiangru