Martial Arts: Start A Life Simulator

It was a fourteen-five-year-old girl with emerald green clothes and delicate and lovely features on her snow-white face, which made people feel pity in her heart just by looking at it.

The man who talked about the Rivers and Lakes rumors heard the anger rising from someone sneered, and the anger disappeared in half as soon as he saw the girl.

"There is no such brave person in the world as you said."

The girl looked at several big guys staring at herself, but she didn't panic. She smiled and said, "Is that person nine feet tall, isn't that a god or devil?"

"That person is called Lin Jingzhe."

When the big man saw that the girl didn't believe him, he blushed immediately and insisted on arguing with the girl: "I saw him in Fuzhou City."

"Several guests calm down."

Seeing the noisy scene in my small shop, the shopkeeper walked over with a pot of tea with a smile, and poured tea into the bowls for several people: "Small business is not easy, drink tea, drink tea."

"The shop, make a pot of tea, and some biscuits."

Lin Jingzhe had heard the argument of several people at the tea stall from a long distance, but Lin Jingzhe didn't care too much.

Walking into the small shop and found a quiet place to sit down, Lin Jingzhe beckoned for some food.

"Can I sit across from you?"

"up to you."

Lin Jingzhe just took her seat. The girl who had been arguing with several big guys sat opposite Lin Jingzhe. She made a face at the big guys on the opposite side, and then looked back at Lin Jingzhe.

"Do you think what those guys are saying is true?"

The girl's face was a little uneasy. Although she was young, she followed Grandpa Own to the north and south over the years, and she knew more or less about the characters in Rivers and Lakes.

But this one is called Lin Jingzhe, she has never heard of it.

After taking a sip of tea and looking at Lin Jingzhe, who was sitting quietly opposite herself with a book in her hand, the girl said to herself: "I don't think it is possible."

Listening to the girl in front of her chattering, Lin Jingzhe didn't mean to care about the girl, she still looked at the book in her hand.

Although several people's arguments are related to him, Lin Jingzhe is not interested in participating.

. . . . . .

"A bunch of trash!"

Sitting on the back of a short dwarf, Yu Canghai raised his hand to the disciple who came to report the news with a heartbreaking palm.

Taking advantage of his son being stabbed to death by Lin Pingzhi, Yu Canghai planned to obtain the Bixie score of Fuwei Escort.

Originally, this was to reduce resistance in Rivers and Lakes. After all, grabbing things for no reason could easily lead to crusades from decent people in Rivers and Lakes.

But what Yu Canghai didn't expect was that a large number of Qingcheng school disciples he had ruled out would be wiped out by a small escort master.

Looking at the crowds of Qingcheng school disciples kneeling in front of him, Yu Canghai's tone was full of anger: "Find him for me, otherwise, you don't come back."

Hearing Yu Canghai's order, the many Qingcheng disciples who were kneeling in front of Yu Canghai Rumeng amnesty, lifted up the disciples who had been killed by Yu Canghai, respectfully resigned, and soon left where they were.

"Where did the characters emerge."

Looking at the backs of the many disciples who rushed out to find Lin Zhe's figure, Yu Canghai's expression was gloomy.

He has never heard of Lin Jingzhe on Rivers and Lakes. He can easily kill several of his third-rate master disciples. Lin Jingzhe's strength is also second-rate.

So even if Yu Canghai's heart is suffocating at this moment, but he is jealous of Lin Jingzhe in his heart.

But fear goes to fear.

As the leader of a faction, so many young disciples of the Qingcheng faction are in the hands of Lin Jingzhe this time. If he can't kill Lin Jingzhe, how can his Qingcheng faction gain a foothold on Rivers and Lakes.

So no matter how much he paid, he would kill Lin Jingzhe.

. . . . . .

"Is it over so soon?"

In the attic, a white-faced man without official clothes rubbed the jade on his finger.

Listening to the report from his subordinates, he suddenly stopped tapping his fingers on the desktop, frowned and looked out the window and muttered: "Where is Lin Jingzhe Sacred?"

"Spread out all our spies."

After thinking about it slightly, the white-faced eagle-eyed man no longer hesitated and quickly commanded: "Be sure to check all the details of Lin Jingzhe."

"My lord, please."

At the order of the man, several guards with knives left quickly.

. . . . . .

"You wait for me."

Lin Jingzhe was walking slowly on a donkey, and the girl who met at the tea stand behind him followed tightly behind him, carrying the baggage.

Lin Jingzhe didn't know the origin of the girl at first, but after Lin Jingzhe and the girl got along for a long time, Lin Jingzhe tapped on the side to figure out who the girl was.

The girl is Qu Feiyan.

It is also the granddaughter of Elder Qu Yang, the creator of Rivers and Lakes.

In the original work, Qu Feiyan did not take long before he died in the hands of Fei Bin, the fourth brother of Zuo Lengchan, the head of the Songshan School.

For Qu Feiyan, Lin Jingzhe didn't have much interest. He was only going to visit the mountains and rivers this time to see Rivers and Lakes. He didn't want to get too involved with Qu Feiyan.

"Why are you following me?"

Riding on the back of the donkey, Lin Jingzhe held a book in her hand and asked faintly, Qu Feiyan didn’t care about Lin Jingzhe’s words, she pouted, fell behind, pouting and said: "I didn’t follow you. Woolen cloth.".

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