LEGEND OF THE BLACK FLUTE WARRIOR

LEGEND OF THE BLACK FLUTE WARRIOR
THE ELECTION OF THE WORLD CHAIRMAN OF PERSILATAN BEGAN,


Lu Ping walked over while holding Wu Song's hand, Wu Song was not up to his heart to reject her.


Wu Song realized he had already deeply hurt Lu Ping, making use of this trip Wu Song wanted to give Lu Ping fun entertainment and memories for him.


Wu Song knew clearly even though Lu Ping was seen laughing cheerfully, but his heart must have been very sad.


Before arriving at LUO YANG, Wu Song wanted as much as possible to provide fond memories to comfort Lu Ping.


When he arrived at LUO YANG, Wu Song would wholeheartedly love and carry out the duties and responsibilities wholeheartedly for Ceng Ceng.


Suddenly Lu Ping stopped his steps and said,


Lu Fan give me a piece of your outerwear for Brother Wu Song.


Lu Fan without much objection took out a piece of clothes from the bag he was carrying.


Then give it to Wu Song.


Wu Song immediately put on the outer garment to cover his dirty and torn clothes here.


Wu Song thanked Lu Fan who greeted Lu Fan's right hand shake, while smiling sincerely.


Lu Ping Back walked over while holding Wu Song.


Entering the slopes of Hua San peak mountain, they began to meet other groups who were busy wanting to visit Hua San Peak.


There are beggars, Taoist priests, monks, wandering warriors, Swordsmen, even some who dress in literature.


Various types and forms of people began to arrive towards the top of Hua San.


Wu Song Lu Ping and Lu Fan started to join the other troupe walking towards Hua San Peak.


But Lu Ping never let go of Wu Song's arm, as if afraid that Wu Song would leave him.


Wu Song while walking silently glanced at Lu Ping and asked,


"Ping Mei are you feeling tired? if we're tired we'll take a break here."


"Later on our way again."


Wu Song took out a leather pouch filled with drinking water and gave it to Lu Ping while saying,


"Ping Er, drink a little."


The weather was indeed starting to get rather scorching and hot, although Lu Ping's breathing was mediocre but his face looked slightly red and sweaty.


Lu Ping received the leather pouch, smiling happily and saying,


"Thank you Song to the,"


Then he drank it, then offered Wu Song a drink as well.


Wu Song received her and drank from the same pouch mouth then closed it.


Lu Ping smiled broadly seeing Wu Song drinking from the mouth of the same leather pouch as his.


Then he said,


"Let's just continue the journey, I'm fine."


This time it was Wu Song who purposely held Lu Ping's hand together, to please the girl.


Sure enough Lu Ping looked extremely happy, he was writhing spoiled in Wu Song's arms.


Which made Wu Song able to feel a soft chewy object sticking tightly to his arm.


Wu Song felt a little guilty about Ceng Ceng, but he also did not dare to reject Lu Ping's brief affection.


Finally he can only accept it, and try to calm his own mind so as not to think things.


Wu Song, Lu Ping and Lu Fan had to fill out the registration guestbook provided.


After filling out the guest book they are ushered in and shown seating at the very back and away from the arena.


This was because both Wu Song, Lu Ping and Lu Fan registered under their personal names.


No party or group.


When they used the name Lu Sun or the Black Dragon Army, they would definitely be given a seat near the podium.


Wu Song noticed that the person sitting near the podium on average was the big party leader able to be seen from the Flag that their respective disciples carried.


There was a small group who were also sitting near the podium as guests of honor.


They were the entourage of the imperial palace party, seen there was a man who stood dashingly dressed in military complete with his armor.


He was a big tall man in his 50s carrying a long stick.


Similar to Cing Lung Pao Tao, belonging to the great General Guan Yun Zhang who was famous in the era of three countries.


In front of him was sitting a handsome young man in his 20s and a girl dressed in black hair in pigtails and wearing a black veil so that his face was not visible at all.


Only a pair of beautiful eyes and eyebrows could be clearly seen by Wu Song.


Wu Song felt a little astonished, ever since being on the mountain slope and coincidentally meeting the girl kept his attention.


Now the girl was also staring at Wu Song, until she felt bad and pretended to look the other way.


Lu Fan who found out so that his ignorant intentions tempted Wu Song, he said, saying,


"Sister-in-law, I saw that veiled girl from earlier looking at you, she seemed to have a crush on you too."


"Or maybe she knows you, or maybe she's one of your mistresses."


Lu Fan's words immediately invited Lu Ping's abbreviation as he glared at him and said with annoyance,


"Your little bastard if you don't talk no one will think you're mute."


"Yeeeahh, immediately angry suck... so look uglykk .. loh brother.."


"Let's go far with the veiled girl who is polite and always looks meekly at the sister-in-law."


"You...!" yelled Lu Ping emotion as he raised his hand wanting to slap his sister.


But Wu Song quickly caught and clasped his hand then brought it to his lips and kissed the delicate, delicate hand-friendly and fragrant.


Lu Ping face turned red he lowered his head in embarrassment with a smile, but he did not pull his hand and let Wu Song continue to clasp his hand.


He also forgot about his irritation to Lu Fan.


While Lu Fan just stuck out his tongue to his brother.


Indeed Wu Song deliberately did that to break up and dampen Lu Ping emotions that were about to explode were provoked by Lu Fan's sometimes slightly overdue words.


Wu Song briefly saw the veiled girl throw her face away, when he saw Wu Song clasping and kissing Lu Ping's hand.


Wu Song did not care much, the important thing was to divorce the two brothers who liked to fight since childhood.


In the valley, Wu Song always mediated the two of them in a storm.


In the middle of the podium now appears a man who is a organizer of the event who is about 60 years old looks standing gallantly.


And began to speak using inner power, so that all participants of the event can hear his voice clearly.


The man is not an ordinary person in the martial world his name is quite famous, he is famous for the nickname eight-armed Lutung.