Although the sword intention seems to the elders, although it is not worth mentioning, the dual cultivation of the piano and sword is indeed unique.

Everyone agreed in their hearts: Qin Hao is an elegant person who understands life.

However, when they entered the side courtyard, they were stunned.

I saw it in the yard.

Singing and dancing to the peace, and drinking and drinking.

Qin Hao sat in the main seat, hugging left and right, with a little drunkenness on his face.

In the courtyard, there were two inner disciples accompanying him.

Behind the two inner disciples, a group of outer disciples, were already drunk and unconscious, lying on the ground, on the rockery, with intoxicated expressions on their faces from time to time.

The female disciples who danced the sword and played turned their heads and saw the sect leader and others, and they all knelt on the ground.

"We will pay homage to the sect leader, elders..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the yard suddenly became particularly quiet.
Chapter completed!