"I want you all to go to the ancient mourning hall! From today on, you will be disciples of the ancient mourning hall, do you understand?" Zheng Luo shouted seriously.

This sound trembled the hearts of everyone on the scene.

Even Zheng Dan was a little moved.

"No!!"

Changying let out a shrill roar. He knelt in front of Zheng Luo, kowtowed and yelled: "Master! I will not leave Qinghetang, I will not go anywhere! I will never leave!!"

"Silly child! What's the point of staying in Qinghetang? There's nothing here." Zheng Luo said hoarsely.

"Master, Changying is an orphan you picked up. He was raised by you! For Changying, Qinghetang is the same place as home. Do you want Changying to leave the house?" Changying said with red eyes and gritted her teeth.

"you..."

"Master, I won't leave either!"

"Master, my injury is not a problem! I won't leave!"

"Master, let me stay."

People knelt on the ground and shouted with all their might.

"You...ah, a bunch of silly children, forgot, since you want to stay, then stay, all of them get up." Zheng Luo kept shook his head.

Everyone stood up.

But their actions made Zheng Dan very unhappy.

"Yo? It's really a deep relationship between master and apprentice! But how long do you think this can last? Half of the people in Qinghe Hall have left, and if you don't find a backer, you will be swallowed up by other halls sooner or later. Could it be that you still want to win the championship at the Donghuang Conference? Don't make me laugh!" Zheng Dan said with a smile.

"Dandan, if you want to pursue wealth and honor, that is your freedom. I am indeed not a competent father or a qualified master. But as long as I, Zheng Luo, stay here in Qinghe Hall for one day, Qinghe Hall will not collapse!" Zheng Luo shouted.

"I don't know how to live or die!" A man next to Zheng Dan stepped forward and whispered expressionlessly.

"Shaoming?" Zheng Luo stared at the man.

"Dear father, don't say that your daughter didn't give you a chance, now you don't cherish it yourself, so I can't blame me." Zheng Dan snorted coldly.

"What do you want to do?"

Zheng Luo frowned and asked in a deep voice.

"I don't do anything, I just want to do something according to the rules of our Donghuang Cult!"

"What to do?"

"Zhengtang!" Zheng Dan said with a smile.

The words fell to the ground. The face of the Qinghetang changed instantly.

Zheng Luo's face was even tighter.

"What is Zhentang?"

Lin Yang turned his head and asked the girl Rainbow beside him.

"Zhentang means kicking the hall!" Rainbow whispered.

"So that's it!" Lin Yang suddenly realized and his brows frowned.

As for the current situation in Qinghetang, these people came to kick the hall? Wouldn’t they want to die?

There are not many people in Qinghetang who are immune to injuries. If you really want to fight, how can you be the opponent of the ancient mourning hall with strong soldiers?

There is no suspense in this battle.

But... the kicking from other halls cannot be refused.

Any hall must accept kicking. Although kicking can only be done once a month, after losing, you must agree to the other party’s ability.

Calculate the time. It's just one month since I last played the club.

Before, Changying was blocked, and Shao Ming from the Ancient Mourning Hall went out for something, Qinghe Hall was a little better and defeated the plot of the Ancient Mourning Hall.

But now there are only a group of old, weak, sick and disabled people left in Qinghe Hall. The ancient mourning hall is strong and powerful, and Shao Ming is going to fight.

This time, there is no chance of winning.

It was extremely difficult for the faces of several people to see.

Even Changying's expression was extremely pale.

Although he is loyal to Qinghetang, he is not stupid.

He knew that he could not be Shaoming's opponent at all.

Even if you give your all your strength, it's not.

After all, Shao Ming... is one of the rare terrifying existences that are close to those people.

Zheng Luo was silent.

Everyone gritted their teeth, but they didn't dare to say anything.

"If you refuse Zhentang, then according to the rules of my Eastern Emperor's Church, you will be given the teachings of Qinghetang people, and you will no longer be from my Eastern Emperor's Church. After all, I will not accept cowards!"

"But if you accept the Zhentang, then my request after victory is to ask this Changying to join my ancient mourning hall!" Shaoming smiled faintly and spoke.

When the people from Qinghetang heard this, they all gasped.

Even the people who returned to the ancient mourning hall here looked incredible.

The ancient mourning hall still needs to annex Qinghe Hall!

If Qinghe Hall loses Changying, it wouldn’t be like a dead person?

After all, Changying, Qinghetang, can still fight...

At that time, everyone from the ancient mourning hall will come to Zhentang every month, and Qinghe Hall will not be able to withstand it at all. I am afraid that Zheng Luo will become a bare commander in the future.

Zheng Luo didn't say a word.

Changying squeezed her fists tightly, gritting her teeth, her eyes almost spewed out with raging anger, and her heart was full of anger and resentment.

He couldn't hold back any more.

The other party bullies them, how could he remain indifferent?

Even if he can't fight, he will fight!

Thinking of this, Changying stood up and was about to roar, but an urgent voice came from beside her.
Chapter completed!