Wushuang Sect and Hengshan Sect are old enemies.
But no one can tell what the grudge is.
Each generation of heads from both sides has to compete with each other for test scores.
As the leader of the contemporary Peerless Sect, Shui Ningxiu wants to resolve the single issues of her subordinates as soon as possible rather than this inexplicable feud.
She looked at Duan Muhong, the leader of the Hengshan Sect, who had come to declare a challenge:
The crown is made of white jade, which is as solid as gelatin; the robe is made of brocade, which looks unremarkable at first glance, but when it is swayed, there are dark lines flowing.
Well, the Hengshan sect has a very good family background!
Her subordinates would not be in trouble if they married Hengshan disciples!
Shui Ningxiu: "Master Duanmu, our sect and your sect just hurt the harmony during the martial arts competition between our ancestors. It really shouldn't be done."
Duanmu Hong: "Then what does Master Shuimen think?"
Shui Ningxiu: "As the saying goes, it's better to dissolve enemies than to marry them. Look, how about a marriage between our two factions?"
Duanmu Hong's blood rushed to his head:! ! !
Flee in despair.
In order to avenge the shame of the defeat of previous generations, he practiced martial arts diligently since he was a child, and he always paid attention to the initiative of Wushuang Sect.
Only he knew that the person on the thick stack of drawing paper in his study had grown from a pink and jade-like girl to a graceful girl in front of him.
Intention: Rejoice in enemies.
