Chapter 70: This sentence is back to you (1/2)
Junlai Pavilion!
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The Xingrui Confrontation Conference attracted countless crowds. On the second floor of Junlai Pavilion, there was a middle-aged man sitting next to a window sill.
One of them was of strong build and a mild complexion.
It was actually the elder mentor of Tianxing Wufu, Song Chenghun.
Opposite Song Chenghun, there was a man dressed in black. The latter drank leisurely the fine wine in the glass, tasted it first, and then drank it with a faint contentment on his face.
”Good wine, haha ... by the way, city hunting, you never watched the Star Rui Conference before. Why did you just drag me here this year?”
The man in black looked up at Song Chenghun, revealing a rather pale face.
”You will know in a moment, no shadow ...” Song Chenghun replied, but his attention was still above the square where the new talents of the higher martial arts gathered.
Wuying is one of the core instructors of Wuxing Wufu.
Even in the mentoring groups of the various higher martial arts palaces throughout the Imperial City, they are little-known figures.
Its popularity in Tianxing Wufu is second only to Xilan ...
But seeing Song Chenghun's face was quite serious, Wu Ying glanced at the square below, shook his head, and said, ”No fun, a bunch of newcomers will be martial arts, nothing to look at ... If you did n’t ask me to drink, I won't come. ”
The Xingrui Confrontation Conference can be said to have been organized by the major higher martial arts colleges of the Imperial City.
The mentors of major colleges are not involved.
Nonetheless, there are still a lot of instructors who will pay attention to the students in their Wufu. In addition to Song Chenghun and Wuying, there are other instructors of higher martial arts gathered here.
It's just that they don't show up on this occasion.
...
A chic elegant room by the window on the third floor of Junlai Pavilion.
A handsome young man had a cynical smile on his face, and in the chest of his gorgeous shirt, a round of hot sun patterns showed his madness.
Wei Qingfan!
One of the well-known geniuses of Emperor Fengwufu, its cultivation has already entered the realm of Huadan.
”Master, the show is about to begin!” Said the middle-aged man behind him, Weyhan, in a low voice and cold.
There was a playful smile on Wei Qingfan's face, and his right hand was hugged in front of him, holding a delicate wine glass in his left hand, and whispered softly, ”After two months of dragging, it is finally over.”
”Oh, I believe Miss Ye You will like everything that Master has arranged for her.”
”I think so, hey.”
...
A quiet and unobtrusive location on the second floor of Junlai Pavilion.
A frosty shadow stood quietly on the window sill, the delicate face could not pick up the slightest fault, and the refined temperament was like an iceberg snowdrop.
Long Xuanshuang's beautiful eyes were slightly radiant, with a slight faint coldness.
”When I was in Linyan City, I reminded you that it's best to keep a distance from the woman Ye Ye ... and now, how do you choose?”
...
Douwutai!
Countless pairs of different eyes gathered together.
”Who, get up ...”
Emperor Wufu's newcomer Wang Renchong, pointing high at the Chu mark under the stage, provoked with a contemptuous tone.
Insulting, this is simply a red-naked-naked-insult!
Ren Chong waved his sword directly at the opponent and inserted it directly on the table next to Chu Hen.
In the presence of thousands of people, and even nearly 10,000 people.
There is no longer an insulting provocation.
All the people in this room changed their colors, many of them secretly sweated out Chu Chu, but more people were gloating. Cast a disdainful look.
Because the person on the stage is Ren Chong, this year's strongest talent among the new recruits of Emperor Feng.
The person under the stage is Chu Hen, the bottom of the star Wufu figure.
Chu Chen's face was calm, but his eyes were already covered with icy coldness.
At this moment, Chu marks can be 100% sure, all that Liang Yiming said to himself was true. A sense of Mori's murderous intention was quickly brewed in Chu Hen's heart.
Everyone stared at Chuchen, anxious, indifferent, and contemptuous ...
Ye Yao, seat of Emperor Fengwu, had a small face tight, silver teeth biting his red lips, his face was full of worry. She couldn't help turning her attention to Ye You aside, she hoped her sister could help Chu Hen to solve the current embarrassing situation.
Of course, when she looked at the slight radian of Ye You's mouth, Ye Yao's whole person seemed to be caught in an ice cellar.
Sister would be happy?
Looking at Chu Hen being provoked and insulted by Ren Chong, Ye You laughed?
Ye Yao's little hand pinched the corner of his shirt, his knuckles were faintly white.
The kind sister in her eyes was strange at the moment.
...
”Why? Scared to say anything?” Ren Chong sneered, still sneerfully screaming, ”Since you dare not come on stage, get out now! Or you can kneel I made three noises, begging me to let you go, and I won't trouble you again in the future. ”
Disdain, frivolity, irony ...
Everyone in the audience was as if watching a play.
”It's just too bullying!” Mu Feng took the lead and broke out, and his anger yelled, ”Mix things up, Lao Tzu has fought for him.”
”Hey, what the **** are you? Deserve to fight me?”
”Huh, you ...”
Mu Feng wanted to curse again, a stern figure had already stood up from his seat, and the firm silhouette showed a cold, slaying spirit.