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The door is ajar, to block the wind and snow outside, not to block the guests.
The gap in the door gradually widened, and along with the sharp cold wind that made the temperature of the hall drop sharply, what appeared first was not a person, but a foot.
If the cold wind comes in and makes people in the hall feel cold, then this foot can make people feel warm.
Everyone, except Shen Lian, held their breath.
Because the other foot also came in. There was no shoe on it, revealing the slender and beautiful feet.
It is conceivable that the owner of these feet must have come in from the outside and walked on the cold ice and snow, but there are no scars or frostbite on them, and they are as white as mutton-fat white jade or imperial palace glass.
As long as the owner of such a pair of feet is not too ugly, I believe countless men will be fascinated by it.
No one would believe that the owner of these feet would be a man. Of course, in fact, the owner of these feet was indeed not a man. As everyone thought, the person who came in was a woman, a woman who was far more charming than everyone imagined. Thousands of women.
Coming from the ice and snow, she was wearing a red gauze dress and holding a package wrapped in gray cloth.
The package was very long and looked like a stick, a sword, or even a knife.
The woman wore very few clothes, but not much was exposed. Moreover, the most eye-catching thing about her was her feet, which were so beautiful that people would be willing to be trampled to death by them.
"Brother Lian, I can play with these legs for a whole year." The speaker was An Renjie from the Qingzhu Gang, who was in his twenties.
Of course, An Renjie also has another identity, that is, he is the only son of An Wanli, the leader of the Qingzhu Gang.
It is not uncommon for Shen Lian to master the martial arts of the Qingpao people. Even Ling Chongxiao has admitted it himself.
What is strange is that in the past such a long time, countless martial arts masters who wanted to obtain Qingpao people's martial arts from Shen Lian, or unexpectedly came to Qingzhou City once and then left.
At first, everyone kept silent, and many of them were famous figures in the world.
But without exception, everyone praised Shen Lian for his family and were convinced from the bottom of their hearts.
Most people in Jianghu are lawless people. Even if they are as brilliant as Ling Chongxiao, they are rarely praised by everyone who has interacted with them in their lives.
Most of them can't be beaten. As long as they have a life left, they will practice for another ten years and come back for advice.
Shen Lian was different. He was underage even if he was not old enough. He was actually not at the golden age for learning martial arts, which was between twenty and thirty years old.
But even so, none of these martial arts masters could even take a single move from Shen Lian.
What's even more disappointing is that Shen Lian is using a sandalwood sword.
Being able to defeat these masters relies on real skills.
As for why so many people know that Shen Lian uses a sandalwood sword, that's because half a year ago, when the spring flowers were blooming, the Golden Sword King personally made an appointment with Shen Lian at Jialan Temple outside the city.
At the age of the Golden Sword King, it is no longer about fighting for supremacy, but about progress.
He has tasted wealth, beauty and even power, and has given up on them all.
The only thing I can't let go of is the exploration of martial arts.
But he was still defeated, so completely defeated for the first time in his life.
The sensation caused by this battle is no less than the legend of Ling Chongxiao in the past when he defeated forty masters from forty states.
Because Shen Lian was younger and he only used one sword.
Moreover, among the masters from the forty cities back then, there might not be any that could match the Golden Sword King of today.
Because of this, Shen Lian's reputation is very great in the world. Although he has never traveled in the world, he is also listed as a person who cannot be provoked.
The man in green robe has killed many people, but there are still many people who want to provoke him.
Shen Lian has never killed anyone, but so far not many people are willing to provoke him.
It can be seen that what is scary is not just how fierce you are, but also for other reasons.
An Renjie was born in the Qingzhu Gang, but he was more of a playboy than Shen Lian.
When he found that life in "You Jian Inn" was more comfortable than at home, he didn't even go back home.
In his words, compared to living in a 'Tian Zi Fang', his home is simply a doghouse. Of course, his father, An Wanli, never heard these words, otherwise he might not be able to sit here now.
Even Xu Hong might not be willing to leave if he didn't feel sorry for that person who received one thousand taels of silver a day.
Xu Hong also bargained with Shen Lian, but Shen Lian smiled and said that this was a special price for him and could not be changed.
"If I were me, I would never play with these legs." Shen Lian whispered, but An Renjie had no time to hear.
Because the owner of these legs spoke, she slowly backed away with her hands behind her back, paying attention to the door. The amorous feelings in every move were not only indescribable, but also captivating.
She may be over thirty, but her eyes are very bright, and she also has a natural playfulness that no girl of sixteen or seventy-eight can match.
A silk scarf is wrapped around the neck, covering the delicate and smooth skin, but in this cold winter month, it brings out a sense of laziness, which is reminiscent of spring when the mountains and fields are full of flowers.
"Who is the boss here?" There was a faint smile on her face, like the morning sun shining through the gauze, bright and hazy.
Such a woman really shouldn't appear in this season. She should be playing leisurely in the Huanhua Stream when the flowers are blooming in spring.
"I'm the boss here. What do you want, little lady? Do you want to stay in the hotel? It's just that there are no rooms in our hotel. If you don't mind, you can stay in my room." An Renjie rushed over impatiently, and his Qinggong calculation If it's not good, it will move like a rabbit this time.
If he had had such enthusiasm when he first started practicing, he would have been much better than his father, An Wanli.
Therefore, what restricts a person's progress is never talent, at least not all of it.
"you are not."
"Why am I not?" An Renjie looked at her bare feet and suddenly felt very hungry. He had just eaten.
"Because I know that the boss here is Mr. Yu, not Mr. Zhu." Her voice was pleasant, but it was not as gentle and delicate as the oriole's first cry.
Like a spring stream, it hits the rocks and is quite crisp.
'Master Jade' is of course Shen Lian, a nickname given by people in the world.
To refine a gentleman is like jade, as sharp as cutting.
"Young lady, you are joking. My surname is not Zhu. There is no such thing as a young master here." An Renjie was not too keen on Jianghu affairs, and of course he did not know Shen Lian's nickname.
It was precisely because An Wanli knew about Shen Lian's deeds that he allowed An Renjie not to go home. At least his son, who was waiting to die, finally did something right.
"The 'zhu' I'm talking about is the 'pig' from pork, not the 'zhu' from cinnabar." The woman said sweetly.
This sentence was not really loud, but it did not prevent anyone with ears in the hall from hearing it.
They all laughed, and Shen Lian was no exception this time.
ps Thanks to the 380 reward of First Love Under the Night and the rewards of First Kiss Under the Night (囧Are you the same person), Autumn 17, and Lu Ke
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