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Chapter One Hundred and Seventy-two Ending the future, entering the red dust and being muddy. The fire is extinguished, and the sky is full of joy.(2/2)

Zhu Changluo has a slender body, with a jade tree facing the wind. He is playing with a Xiang Fei bamboo folding fan pendant from Han jade in his hand. He is wearing a silver silk dress edged with gold thread, and his hair is tied up with a bright yellow silk ribbon. In his graceful and luxurious emperor's demeanor, he also has the air of a gentle and gentle gentleman.

, every small movement is in line with the best Confucian etiquette. Even with the eyes of Wang Xianren, the peerless master, he cannot secretly praise such a person in the Zhu family.

At this moment, the sound of creaking and falling on the snow-laden sedan was heard outside the gate of the Duke's Mansion.

Xuansheng Guogong's Mansion is located not far from Chongwen Gate. It occupies an area of ​​two or three square meters. The entire mansion, together with servants and maids, has no less than two hundred people. The houses are one after another, divided in rows, and divided into four main areas: east, west, north, south and south.

The garden also has a front garden, a back garden, a nine-curved corridor, a training field and many other spacious places. It is difficult for ordinary people to get out after entering.

"It's such a big house." Wang Xiuchu followed Zhang and Tong and got off the sedan. He saw a neat row of servants at the door of the Duke's Mansion, and they laughed without opening their mouths.

Zhang Yanran nodded with a smile: "The Duke's Mansion is second only to the Prince's Mansion, how can it be done without a little bit of style?" Then he looked at the clouds above the mansion, then turned to Tong Ling and said, "There are still experts inside."

After handing over the invitation, the servant at the door led the way. The four of them walked through a long flower hall corridor, and then two more maids led the way.

"Master Zhu is in the main hall, waiting for the two young ladies." Wang Xiuchu looked around while talking, and suddenly heard two maids leading the way at the other end of the flower hall, followed by two young ladies, one noble and elegant, the other petite and exquisite.

He drank drunkenly and beat up two wealthy ladies on the roadside.

"It's true that enemies never meet!" Wang Xiuchu was not in a hurry, and just pretended not to know the two of them.

Entering the living room of the mansion, more than a dozen steaming dishes were placed on the carved garden table. They were dazzling in variety, full of color and aroma, and were all carefully crafted. Wang Xiuchu couldn't help but feel itchy in his throat, and wanted to drink again.

"This is Senior Xuansheng Duke Wang Xianren. It happened that he came here today on Wudang Mountain." Before he sat down at the table, Zhu Changluo looked at the introduction of Tong and Zhang with a smile, then changed his eyes and greeted the two girls of Chaofeng and Tang, and also to Shangguan Zi.

Yan Ye smiled and nodded, and all his movements were natural and unrestrained, making people feel like foam in the spring breeze.

"It turns out that it's Senior Wang, the leader of the Xuantian Shenglong Dao Sect, who is a disciple of the Kongtong Sect." Zhang and Tong said to Wang Xianren, "Bless you."

Wang Xianren nodded without saying anything, but looked directly at Wang Xiuchu.

Wang Xiuchu suddenly felt a chill all over his body. When he looked up, he saw a sharp and cold gaze like ten thousand years of ice staring at him.

"This old bastard has such great skills!" Wang Xiuchu immediately met Wang Xianren's cold gaze without showing any signs of weakness.

"There are no unfaithful and unfilial gods in the world." Wang Xianren withdrew his gaze and said intentionally or unintentionally.

"That's natural. What the sect master said is that all the unfaithful and unfilial gods have become immortals and ascended to heaven. Naturally, there are no such things in the world." When Wang Xiuchu killed his father, he was caught in a hurry, but Wang Zhong swept him away in the demon wind. He knew that Wang Xianren was

Said to him.

He glanced at Feng and Tang from the corner of his eyes, only to find that they didn't seem to know him. Wang Xiuchu secretly wondered: "It's unreasonable for these two women not to know me. It's not simple. They can keep their composure. I should be more careful."

, don’t fall into any conspiracy.”
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