Chapter 65: Has a scar on his neck

The entrance is narrow, and after entering, it goes through a long and narrow passage.
But walking to the end of the passage, Chu Yan suddenly found his eyes suddenly open.
It turned out that although the entrance of Langya Pavilion was located in the narrow lane of the two buildings, the interior of Langya Pavilion was on the second floor, and both buildings were opened and connected together, so the interior looked extra spacious.
At a glance at this moment, this should be the lobby. In the spacious space, at least 40 people are practicing martial arts.
However, the martial arts and weapons practiced by these people are not the same.
Others are doing pure strength training, naked, showing strong muscles, lifting hundreds of kilograms of stone locks and putting down, and making a humming sound rhythmically.
Looking at this scene, this Langya Pavilion seems to be a place for martial arts practitioners.
Chu Yan looked around, and was planning to find someone to ask if this was the place the hotel owner Xia said. At this time, he saw a young man walking towards himself.
This year the man looked at Chu Yan while walking, and finally looked at the scar on Chu Yan's neck, revealing a thoughtful look: "Well ... there is a scar on the neck ..."
Between words, this year the man has come to the face of Chu Yan.
"Old summer asked me to--"
Before Chu Yan's words were finished, the man waved his hand this year: "I know, come with me."
After speaking, he walked towards a door in the corner of the hall.
"Is this okay?" Chu Yan doubted, but still followed, "It seems that Lao Xia didn't lie to me. People here often buy blood prickles."
At the same time, in a room on the third floor of Langya Pavilion, Lin Miaoran was chatting with a woman who was in her forties.
Lin Miaoran is still in white, but today is a strong dress, but it is not usually a white dress
Sitting at the shaofu opposite her, her face was a little waxy yellow, giving a feeling of a major illness recovering.
"Liou, you are not well. Pay attention to rest. In fact, you don't need to take care of me." Lin Miaoran poured a cup of hot tea for Shaofu and said at the same time.
Shaofu smiled slightly and said, "It's okay to be idle anyway. My body condition is clear. It's laomao's illness. If I can lie down, I'll get better early."
"If it wasn't for me then, Liu Liu wouldn't be like this now, I'm afraid I've already been a monk in Ningmai." Lin Miaoran's expression revealed a gloom.
Shaofu smiled and waved his hand: "How many times have I said, don't mention this old saying, now you have far more talent than me, I'm afraid your father doesn't know that you have been promoted to Zhen Wu Jing Wu Zhong, and is now trying to shock Ningmai Situation. "
"Um." Lin Miaoran nodded. "I, Liuyou and Furui know about this for the time being."
"The first genius of the Lin family." Looking at Lin Miaoran, shaofu deeply sighed, his eyes were full of love, "As long as you go well, it was worth the pain I suffered."
"Liu Ming, rest assured." Lin Miaoran resolutely said at this time, "I Lin Miaoran can swear here, and will definitely find a way to heal Liu You's injury and get you back to the top."
Although it is unlikely that he could heal his injury, Lin Miaoran's words still greatly touched Shaofu.
Her eyes were slightly moist, and she smiled, "I won't talk about that anymore. I hope this guy you found today will satisfy you. This person is the best guy I can find in this old town ruins within my ability. .
About five years ago, this guy with the nickname Dragon was blocked by a group of people. His neck was cut with a knife, and the bones could be seen in the wound. As a result, with his powerful body, he not only died, but his first hand. Covering his neck, the other held a mountain axe and chopped the group of people blocking him in half.
The rest were chased down and chopped seven streets before he escaped. It was a life, but these people never dared to appear at the old town site.
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"This guy can resist it. That's the best. I hope it's not the same as those guys before. I haven't done two tricks with me before, either crying my father and begging for mercy, or just fainting."
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Anyway, in the ruins of this old town, as long as there is a scar on the neck, everyone knows that it is a dragon. "
"This guy can fight against that. It's so good. I hope it's not the same as those guys before. I haven't done two tricks with me before, either crying and crying for mercy on the knees, or fainting directly. Lin Miaoran's eyes looked expectant.
The woman looked at her, caring, "Wonderful, how confident are you now that you are in shock?"
Lin Miaoran groaned for a moment and said, "At present, I am afraid that there is only one point, but if this evil dragon can resist, I will be more comfortable with my power control, and my performance may be improved to three points. If there is a better situation, Five points or even six points are possible. "
When Lin Miaoran said this, the woman faintly guessed: "You have no intention of--"
"Yes, the six concubines, I did think about it that way." Lin Miaoran nodded and said, "I will be promoted to Ningmai before Xuanyuemen accepts the disciples. Because as far as I know, monks have a high or low status.
Disciples of Xuanyuemen also have strict grades.
Although I have been accepted as a disciple by Xuanyuemen because of the body of Qingyu, but if I enter Zongmen by Zhenwu Realm, then I am the lowest-ranking disciple. "
Speaking of this, Lin Miaoran's eyes flickered: "Since I am Lin Zongran, how can I only be the lowest-level miscellaneous disciple."
When Lin Miaoran uttered these words, his words revealed an endless sense of confidence.
At this moment, her emotions also infected the woman with blood rushing.
The woman opened her mouth and was about to say something. At this time, the door was knocked, and Furui's clear voice came from outside: "Miss, Miss."
After receiving Lin Miaoran's permission, Furui pushed open the door and gave a gift to the woman, and said to Lin Miaoran: "Miss, someone just notified outside that the guy with a scar on his neck is coming."
"Okay! I can't wait any longer." Lin Miaoran stood up, took out an inscription from his arms and pressed it on his face.
After a while, when she unveiled the inscriptions, she was no longer beautiful, but a young man with ordinary looks and thick lips.
Furui looked at Lin Miaoran for a moment, then suddenly covered her lips and laughed.
"Don't laugh." Lin Miaoran gave Furui a glance, and said, "If it doesn't, it will be necessary to let everyone in Changqing Town know that Miss Lin's lady Lin Miaoran is looking for a fight at the old town site."
"No, no." Furui was smiling so hard that her waist couldn't stand up right now. She took a hard breath and held back the smile. "Miss, please, don't talk like this, a man's face It's a woman's voice, it's really weird, ha ha ha ha ha ha! "
When it comes to the back, she almost laughs.
"I know, don't say anything! The dead girl shouldn't laugh!" Lin Miaoran yelled at Hu Rui and went out with her hips.