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

A melancholic tune at dusk, played on the road of Jianghu. Deeply mournful and desolate, the night rain sprinkles on Xiaoxiang.


Passersby who hear the sound of the strings, cannot help but speak in sorrowful tones.


Who knows the old man's heart, with days passing and dusk approaching, hair white as snow, life has not ended but the sorrow has.


This day, the music of Xiaoxiang Night Rain in Qin Pavilion, its resonances lingering with a unique charm.


That evening, the bright moon illuminated people.


Casting a silver brilliance, spreading over the noisy night scene of Hengyang West Street.


The green-dressed girl walked briskly, stepping on the cobbled path of West Street.


Her arched eyebrows delicate, her eyes full of spirit below, her youthful face matured, seemingly influenced by someone, surprisingly touched with an ethereal aura, when she indulges not in casual laughter, she appears quite saintly.


Chapter 198: Senior Brother and Junior Sister