Chen Qiu is not a member of the Heluo Gang.

But he did have a close relationship with the Heluo Gang. He received assistance from the Heluo Gang in Qilu. Qingqing and Lei Shiyin are also best friends, and they are also Lei Ye’s adopted daughter.

Coupled with this Yaoqin incident, although Chen Qiu is still a scattered person in the world, he is labeled as the Heluo Gang.

Both Lei Ye and Lang Seng are extremely smart people.

Instead of trying to attract Chen Qiu, they let Shen Qiu wander around the influence of the Heluo Gang. Maintaining this loose cooperative relationship is to determine that Chen Qiu is not a thing in the pond afterwards.

Although the Central Plains Martial Arts Conference also has the purpose of becoming famous for the Heluo Gang, it is more important for Lei Ye to gather his power and prepare for the future confrontation with the Holy Fire Sect.

Chen Qiu has already participated in this matter.

Naturally, he would not refuse to help Lei Ye do something during the martial arts conference and send invitations to Mount Tai Jade Palace, which is a proof.

This is something that is good for both parties.

"Why are you still injured?"

In the White Horse Temple, Chen Qiu sat in the hall, looking at Xiao Tie beside him.

This gluten boy is still the same as before. He is wearing a black long gown and carrying a semen iron sword box. There is no sign of any injury on the outside, but he can smell a smell of herbs.

When Xiao Tie heard Chen Qiu's questioning, he said embarrassedly:

"Yesterday someone caused trouble in Dongcheng and injured many disciples of the Beggars' Gang. Uncle Mutou asked me to suppress him. As a result, the man was very capable and stabbed.

But it didn't hurt the muscles and bones, and the wound was not deep."

"If you can hurt you, you must be no unknown person."

Chen Qiu said:

"Who has any news?"

"The Lang Seng said that the martial arts method should be a person from the Demon Sect."

Xiao Tie rubbed his hands and said:

"But I was killed by my sword. Brother, you know that if I really do this, I can't stop it at the moment."

"All right."

Chen Qiu nodded. Xiao Tie could still hold it with an ordinary iron sword, but if he used Juque to fight for his life, he would really not be able to hold it. It was not his fault.

"Brother, this has not happened once, especially in the past two days."

Xiao Tie said to Chen Qiu with some concern:

"I'm afraid the Demon Sect wants to participate in this martial arts conference."

"The Demon Sect is also a martial arts world. The Demon Sect can't help but attend the martial arts world meeting once a year. Just click to finish. Will this Central Plains martial arts world meeting turn out?"

Chen Qiu shook his head and said:

"It depends on what Lei Ye said. If the Demon Cult openly handed over a prayer letter and wanted to participate in it, he would still have to make an idea."

Xiao Tie nodded, and he asked again:

"Brother, what should I do if you bring back those two sects?"

"Leave it there and wait for their division commanders to lead people."

Chen Qiu picked up the teacup and said casually:

"You'll just go and send the fine to the people from Heluo Gang. We won't participate."

Xiao Tie's expression was a bit strange. He seemed to hold it back, but in the end he couldn't help it and asked in a low voice:

"Brother, this is related to Xiaoxiang Sword Sect. With your relationship with the female hero Lin Huiyin, why don't we let them go?"

"I have a relationship with Lin Huiyin, that's my business."

Chen Qiu waved his hand, he took a sip of tea and said:

"What is the connection with the Xiaoxiang disciple? They rely on their martial arts skills to hurt people on the street. Do I still want to give them a good face if I have such a arrogant and arrogant manner?

Rules are rules, and there is no such principle of letting others go privately. Besides, Lin Huiyin doesn’t come to Luoyang this time, so she is the head of Lin Wandong.

I'm too lazy to come forward, you or Qingqing, just deal with it."

"good."

Xiao Tie responded and walked out the door.

The one who fought with the Xiaoxiang disciple was Fantasy Sword Mountain in the Western Regions, a third-rate force.

I heard that I have some unclear relationship with the Qi Jue Sect. It is probably because of this that I was troubled by the disciples of Xiaoxiang Sword Sect. There is a deep hatred between the two.

But no matter what, when you come to someone else's territory, you have to abide by other people's rules.

This ignores the rules and draws swords in the street. It is refreshing, but it also makes Xiaoxiang Jianmen, one of the five decent sects, lose their face.

After all, you are a decent sect. What is your disciple’s virtue?

Is this a gangster or a gangster fight?

This made Chen Qiu's evaluation of these Sword disciples really lower.

When he was on a verge in Xiaoxiang, Chen Qiu looked down on these disciples of the Sword Sect with high horizons. Now it seems that there is indeed a reason for the decline of the Sword Sect.

If the elders do not control their subordinates strictly, and the disciples do not understand the rules at all, it is really a way to cause disaster.

I don’t know how Lin Wandong rebuilt the Xiaoxiang Sword Gate. It’s completely a piece of loose sand and cannot be compared with the Jade Emperor Palace.

"Lin Huiyin, you are really sitting on a volcano."

Chen Qiu sighed, no longer thinking about this matter, got up and went to Zhang Lan. As soon as he walked to the door, he heard a happy laugh from the room.

"Brother Zhang Lan, it's so hard for me to find you."

Xuanyu was in the room and acted coquettishly at Zhang Lan, her expression was very similar to Qingqing's appearance when she acted coquettishly at Chen Qiu.

Zhang Lan, wearing a gray cloth monk's robe, also had a look of surprise and happiness on her face, and softly comforted Xuanyu. The relationship between the two was really good.

When Zhang Lan treated Xuanyu, she was not as frivolous as other women.

The handsome face was full of tenderness.

No wonder this young man Xihua is guarding twelve picturesque beauties in Suzhou, but like Liu Xiahui. It seems that except for the ghost shadow magic that cannot be broken, Zhang Lan's most gentle heart has long been someone.

"Tsk tsk"

Chen Qiu stood by the window, watching the two of them chatting softly in the house, but didn't bother him, he just flicked his tongue,

I thought to myself that Zhang Lan was really having fun.

Xiao Xuanyu is only less than sixteen years old. According to Xuanyu, when she met Zhang Lan, she was only eleven or twelve years old. At that time, Zhang Lan decided?

This guy is really a beast, so he should be burned to death by pouring gasoline.

Fortunately, he has a little style and is very gentlemanly. He does not touch Xuanyu, but looks as respectful as a guest.

"If you dare to smel copper, you will break your three legs, then dig out your dirty heart, and wash it well for you."

Chen Qiu stared at Zhang Lan, said softly, turned around and flew away.

Zhang Lan, who was talking to Xuanyu in the room, suddenly felt a chill. He looked back and saw that there was no one outside the window.

Uh, I must have thought too much.

Chen Qiu left Baima Temple, not far away, two streets away, one of the three arenas in Luoyang City. However, this will be the meal time, and there are not many people beside the ring.

However, the tea stalls and restaurants around were already full of people, and there were still people drinking and playing with their hands, laughing loudly, and they were very lively.

And the Yin-Yang Dragon Sword Yang Fu, who had been guarding the beating for seven days and seven nights, was sitting cross-legged by the ring, holding a large thick porcelain bowl, a pair of chopsticks and his two knives, one long and one short.

No one disturbed him, and several other people from the martial arts world took the initiative to protect him.

When walking around the world, everyone admires the strong. The stronger the kung fu, the more powerful the one, the more respected it will be.

Seeing Yang Fu's appearance, he was already a little tired.

I think those who challenge him in these seven days are not all third-rate characters.

The world is so big that there are many strange people.

Compared to how she looked in Jinan a few months ago, Yang Fu also had a beard, which was much older than before.

"Yinyang Knife! You have been guarding the beating for seven days and are famous for Luoyang, so powerful!"

Chen Qiu shouted out loud.

Yang Fu, who was closing his eyes to adjust his breathing, suddenly turned around and saw Chen Qiu wearing a black robe and a black gauze coat watching him across the street.

Chen Qiu casually broke the branches and leaves at his hands, waved to him, and said:

"I haven't seen each other for a few months, let's talk about the wheel knife again. You have to defend the beating in the afternoon, so you can use the branches as the knife and click it until it's done. Why?"

"I defeated you miserably that day, so I will be ambitious. Brother Chen, if I don't defeat you for a day, I won't be beaten for a day! I've been waiting for you for the past few months!"

Yang Fu's face was full of eagerness. He was fearless. When he heard Chen Qiu's invitation, he stood up straight away. The man from Qilu handed over his swords to his family.

He got up and flew away, followed Chen Qiu to the back of Baima Temple.
To be continued...