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Chapter 6. Tripartite Forces

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    Chuyao was walking on the narrow path leading to Fushu Pavilion, when a person suddenly walked out from the shadow of the wall.

    I saw him dressed in a dark blue brocade robe, with a refined and refined face, and the glazed lamp hanging on the eaves was swaying in the evening wind, and the candlelight flickered on his face.

    Chu Yao turned a blind eye and walked straight to the door. When he was about to push the door, the man stepped in front of her and blocked her from opening the door.

    "Let's go, please let me go." Chuyao didn't raise his head, his eyes looked straight ahead, his voice was cold, polite and distant, as if he was treating a stranger.

    Jiang Qianyang was slightly stunned. Zeng Jin spoke softly to him. Song Chuyao, who was gentle and meticulous, now seemed to be reduced to ashes in this strange and indifferent voice.

    It has been eight years since Song Yanming came to the Song family at the age of thirteen and grew up with Song Chuyao. The petite and thin little girl has grown into a peerless beauty, but the distance between him and her has suddenly widened.  Far.

    A year ago, he gave her up for power and married the much-loved Song Zijue. At that time, he knew that he was a stranger to him.  Chuyao seems to be as weak as water, but in fact her heart is as cold as ice, and if she has been defeated, there is no room for change.

    Although he has completely lost her, he has never regretted it. He was dependent on others when he was young, and he has lived enough of that kind of involuntary life. What he wants to grasp is power.

    "Don't get too close to Song Yufeng." Many words choked in his throat, and finally he just said this sentence.

    Chuyao raised his eyelids, and then looked at him, but his eyes were emotionless, and his lips were pursed into a mocking smile: "Brother-in-law seems to be more criticized than elder brother."

    "You know I didn't mean that." Jiang Qianyang frowned.  The more Song Yufeng became hostile to him, how could he not know that maybe this martial arts conference was the time to deal with him.

    "Anything is good, I'm tired, please get out of the way." A person who obviously gave up on her long ago, now reminding her not to get too close to others, wouldn't it be funny.

    Jiang Qianyang stepped back a little, half hidden in the shadows, Chuyao raised his arm to open the door, stepped into the room, and when he was about to close the door, Jiang Qianyang turned sideways, looked directly at Chuyao, and said in a deep voice:  "And King Ning, he is not someone you can use."

    Chuyao's hand to close the door paused, but it was only for a moment, and the door was quickly covered.

    As soon as she entered the yard, Liu Shu, who had already been waiting outside the door, hurried forward, greeted Chuyao and entered the room, and the waiters untied the cloak and served hot tea.

    "Miss?" Seeing Chuyao's expression was wrong, Liu Shu shook her hand in front of her.

    Chuyao calmed down a little, put down the cup in her hand, she had to pay attention to what Jiang Qianyang said at the end, he knew she was planning on King Ning, so what else did he know?  trade

    No, no, Jiang Qianyang would not have reminded him so blatantly if he had known about it.

    "Liu Shu, what about Song Zijue's place?" If you want to tie Jiang Qianyang, you must first tease Song Zijue, making him useless.

    "According to Miss's wishes, the servant girl should be able to read the letter soon. By the way, this is the medicine sent by the uncle just now. The servant girl didn't let him in. The lady met him outside."  Shu took out a small medicine box and offered it up.

    Chu Yao didn't take it, and motioned her to put it aside.  A long time ago, no matter what happened to Jiang Qianyang, it had nothing to do with her.

    Now, she only hoped that Song Zijue and Jiang Qianyang would cause trouble, so it would be difficult for him to pay attention to this side all the time.

    However, since Jiang Qianyang will remind her to stay away from Song Yufeng, it means that he is about to attack Song Yufeng. It seems that everything she planned needs to be advanced, but the place where her mother is imprisoned has not been found out yet, so what to do.

    She can't pin all her hopes on King Ning, it's too risky and too passive.

    Rong Shaoyang

    Suddenly a Qingyi face flashed in his mind, Chu Yao shook his head, and excluded him from the bottom of his heart.  This man is too dangerous, and she has no bargaining chips to exchange with him.

    Early the next morning, a magnificent carriage drove towards the Song Mansion.  The car body is exquisitely carved, the flying eagle on it is lifelike, the curtain is made of black pearls from the South China Sea, and even the groom who drives the car is dressed in brocade, with extraordinary bearing.

    The carriage stopped at the main entrance, and the well-trained servants took a small golden stool and placed it under it, so that the master's family could use it as a stepping stone.  A pair of slender and white hands opened the bead curtain, from the wrists to the sleeves, everything exuded a luxurious air.

    Luo Shuyan got out of the carriage, and saw that he was crowned with sapphires, his face was as white as snow, and he was dressed in a blue Confucian shirt inlaid with silver threads, which was even more luxurious and elegant.

    Recently, the Song Mansion has lived in many heroes and knights, all of whom are well-known in the martial arts world.People enter the house.

    When the steward led Luo Shuyan in, Song Yanming was drinking tea with Rong Shaoyang in the front hall.

    "The younger generation has met Master Song." Luo Shuyan bowed his hands to Song Yanming respectfully.  The Luo family has been mainly engaged in business for generations, but Luo Shuyan likes to make friends with heroes in the world, so he can be regarded as half of the people in the world.

    "My nephew is very polite." Song Yanming obviously enjoyed it very much, got up and walked in to give him a hand.  Although Luo Shuyan can only be regarded as half a Jianghu person, but the Luo family is as rich as an enemy, who dares to underestimate it.

    The three distinguished guests of this martial arts conference are King Ning Xiao Jing, Rong Shaoyang and Luo Shuyan.  One is a prominent Tianhuang nobleman, the other is a well-known martial arts knight, and the other is a wealthy business tycoon.  Power, fame, money, some people pursued all their lives, but they have achieved it to the extreme.

    The Song family can expand their business in Jiangnan within two years, the help of the Luo family is indispensable. If they want to further expand the power of the Song family, there will be many places that need the Luo family in the future, so Song Yanming's good nephew brought him closer.  The distance between the two.

    "Presumably this is Mr. Rong Liu who is famous all over the world." Luo Shuyan turned his eyes to the man in white behind Song Yanming. Although he had never seen Rong Shaoyang before, he could guess from the person's aura.  Seven or eight points.

    "Nephew really has a good eye." Song Yanming smiled and praised, and then introduced Luo Shuyan to Rong Shaoyang.

    "I've heard that Mr. Luo is as careful as dust, and his observations are as meticulous as dust. Rong Liu admires it." Rong Shaoyang lowered his eyes and nodded slightly, as if he had seen the courtesy.

    "Rong Shao is outstanding, and has a good charm, how can Luo not know it." Luo Shuyan likes to make friends with heroes and knights, so naturally he has a good impression of Rong Shaoyang, a young knight who has become famous in recent years.

    If Rong Shaoyang is a pure and lonely white lotus in the snow-capped mountains, then Luo Shuyan is a spring flower vying for beauty. Rong Shaoyang's charm is relatively restrained, but Luo Shuyan unabashedly reveals the air of luxury.

    "It's really a blessing for my country Yan to have a large number of talented people in the world." Song Yanming patted the two of them on the shoulders and laughed loudly.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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