A piece of perilla leaf

As a member of the Hengshan Sect, Zhao Rong's desire to straighten out the workplace grew ever stronger.
As the saying goes, the martial world is slippery, and people's hearts are complicated.
When it comes to art, our Hengshan Sect is crowded with big shots, the sound of Xiaoxiang's night rain, the study of Guangling San, making quite the noise.
But when it comes to combat strength, who can boast about their DPS(damage per second)?
Even Shangguan Yun, who could be laid out in a second by the demonic sect’s elders, had something to say, "I've been part of a raid against a world Boss, what achievements do you from Mount Heng have?"
"Mr. Yue's sister store from next door is behind in management mode, it needs to align with Alliance Hierarch's five-year plan."
"The direction must be clear."
"We need to focus on combat strength, we need to develop the guild!"
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Hengshan Sect's Strongest Sword Cultivator

With a tug on the reins, she turned around on her horse's back.


Without further words, she was ready to leave.


Not waiting for Zhao Rong to speak again, she lightly commanded "drive" and spurred her horse with a whip.


A crisp jingling of bells rang out in unison with the horse's neigh, the steed lifted its front legs, and galloped towards the dense woods from whence it came.


Zhao Rong watched her elegant and carefree figure in the distance, the abruptly ended song of the migrating geese came to mind, and suddenly he saw her look back while galloping wildly.


"The unfinished melody, I shall continue next time..."


"Cousin, I'll be waiting for you in Gusu!"


She shouted, and without turning her head, left.


Zhao Rong smiled to himself from behind.


Chapter 193: The Wild Goose Delivers a Message_3