"Why curse?" Yang Kai looked at him lightly. Ω ㈧㈠ΔChinese website www. 8⒈Ｚw. COM
Impermanence sneered: "I don't even dare to see me, it's not boldness."
Murong Xiaoxiao said in a huff: "Senior Brother Xia has no time to do so, but he didn't dare to come to see you."
Impermanence negatively said: "Everyone has excuses. He is afraid that he will be embarrassed to lose to his own subordinates if he comes?"
"That's not the case!" Murong Xiaoxiao still wanted to reason, Yang Kai raised his hand to stop her, and said, "I also heard about the last martial arts event. The momentary gains and losses are nothing. Come forward. Brother Xia said, Brother Wuchang is enthusiastic, so I must accompany you for one or two."
He hadn't even seen Xia Sheng's face recently, so naturally it was impossible to have such an explanation.
But now he represents the Qingyang Temple, who is willing to be slapped in the face, and naturally he has to refute it when he encounters an accident, first stabilize his momentum and talk about other things.
"You?" Impermanence looked at Yang Kai up and down, then slightly nodded: "Sloppy is also somewhat qualified, I hope I won't be too disappointed."
"Maybe it's a surprise!" Yang Kai raised his brows, this tortoise grandson, don't knock me down, otherwise you will be beautiful.
"It's not ashamed to say it!" Impermanence sneered.
Chen Wenhao turned his head and shouted: "Impermanence is silent, this is the Temple of Wuhua, you can't be arrogant."
Gao Xueting also said, "Don't say anything."
Impermanence looked sad, and it was difficult to refute the elder’s face in front of outsiders. When he waved his hand and turned his head to look aside, Yang Kai and the others were naturally too lazy to entangle, and the storm disappeared. After all, everyone knows this situation. No one can do it, and arguing will only make people look at jokes.
Wen Zishan laughed and said, "The young man is really young and vigorous, not bad."
Feng Ming was noncommittal, clasping his fists and said: "All of the colleagues in the Southern Territory have almost arrived, and the hall master is accompanying. Two please." Turning his head, Chongzhuang Bufan ordered: "Xiao Fan, take the two seniors to the guest hall."
"Yes." Zhuang Bufan replied and stretched out his hand: "Please, everyone."
Feng Ming said: "Dian Sheng Ma, Lord Wen, forgive me, the responsibility of sealing a certain person is in my body, and it is inconvenient to accompany more."
"Elder Feng is polite, and I'll talk about it later." Wen Zishan smiled slightly, followed Zhuang Bufan with his hands behind him, and walked towards the top of the mountain.
Ma Qing also nodded at him, leading a group of people from the Tianwu Holy Land to follow closely, this time there was no prioritization.
A group of people drifted away, Feng Ming suddenly looked back, his eyes fixed on Yang Kai, his brows frowned, and when there was no one around, he took out the communication compass and poured his spiritual thoughts into it, and he didn't know who it was for. Send the message.
When a group of people walked halfway, there was a chevron-shaped fork in the road, with or without Huadian disciples waiting on each side, and when they saw people bowing, they stretched out their hands to please.
Zhuang Bufan turned around and said, "Two seniors, please make arrangements for the disciples who came to participate in the Wuhui."
This group of people is going to the mountain to rest, and only the emperor realm has this qualification, and the disciples who follow behind can naturally not follow, and everyone knows this.
Wen Zishan motioned back, and Gao Xueting immediately arranged for a group of disciples from the Qingyang Temple to follow a waiter to the road on the right. Naturally, Tianwu Sacred Land chose the left side. The two disciples were a little uncomfortable. If they were to live in one place, they wouldn't have to wait for the martial arts meeting to start tomorrow. It should be noted that at this time, no emperor realm elders would suppress them.
The remaining group of people went up again following impermanence, climbing up the steps, and the people of the two major forces were separated from each other.
After a short while, I arrived at the top of the mountain and saw a magnificent palace with extraordinary momentum. There were waiters waiting outside the palace.
Zhuang Bufan led a group of people towards the palace, and when they entered the palace, there was a loud noise that made Yang Kai, Murong Xiaoxiao and the others look at each other, but they didn't expect it to be so lively inside.
When I look around, I feel a little frightened. There are no less than five or six hundred people in this hall. Most of them are powerful emperors. Put melons and fruits delicacies, fine wine and jade liquid.
The hall was full of guests, and it was very lively, and people would shuttle back and forth from time to time, toasting and inviting drinks.
In the middle of the main hall, a group of more than forty young girls are dancing and dancing. They are not revealing. On the contrary, they are youthful and have good looks. They have graceful waists and dance with bent arms. Some people smile and wait and see.
Although these dancers are arranged by Wuhuadian to help the fun, the status of Wuhuadian is here, and they will not put much effort in this aspect. If they are too exposed, it will be underestimated. The arrangement in front of them seems to be Wuhuadian. style.
However, most people's attention is not on them. The Southern Territory emperor's realm is gathered here, and the masters of the major sects and family patriarchs are gathered together. It is when the relationship is in friendship, who has the mind to pay attention to them.
It is not easy for the emperors to gather together, and the Southern Region Martial Arts Association is a good gathering platform.
Wen Zishan and Ma Qing led a group of people as they walked in. Someone put down their wine glasses and stood up and saluted: "Dian Master Wen, Saint Master Ma."
As soon as the sound came out, the noisy hall was quite quiet. Everyone turned their heads to look at them, and the greetings were endless. Wen Zishan's face was smiling, and he walked all the way to the forefront under the leadership of Zhuang Bufan, but Ma Qing didn't look at it. Squinting, a cold look. But everyone who knows him knows that he is just like this, and it's not that he doesn't give face to others.
At the top, a sturdy man in a black costume looked at it with a smile, and turned his head towards a middle-aged man who was sitting down on the right hand side and said: "Let me just say it, in a stick of incense, they The two will definitely be there. Look, isn’t this here?"
The elegant man smiled and said, "Brother Lei really has a brilliant plan."
And the person who can take a seat here, except for Lei Gu, the Lord of Wuhua Palace, there is no other person who has this qualification.
This elegant man is obviously also the sect of a sect in the Southern Territory, and his cultivation base is impressively two-tiered, and the seat row is extremely forward.
"Brother Thunder!"
Wen Zishan and Ma Qing stepped forward, arching their hands.
Lei Gu got up and said, "The two of you are struggling all the way, please take a seat first."
Although there are many tables in this hall, and people are full of people, the four front tables on the left and right are empty, and no one dares to occupy them. These four tables are obviously for Qingyang Temple and Tianwu Holy Land. People reserved.
Wen Zishan and Ma Qing were separated from each other, each with his parents and elders sitting around.
Wen Zishan and Ma Qing naturally occupies a table, while the elders who brought them squeeze together. There was one more person on the Qingyang Temple than on the Tianwu Holy Land, and a table was filled with tables.
When even a maid came forward to pour the wine for everyone.
Lei Gu slowly got up, held a cup high in his hand, and said loudly: "It is time for the Southern Region Martial Arts Association, a grand event in the world. Thanks to all the colleagues in the Southern Region for your love, the martial arts meeting will be held in my Wuhua Hall. Lei Mou and Wuhua Hall will do their best. Make every effort to create a level playing field for you in the Southern Territory, and there will never be any favoritism. Here I wish you all the disciples of the school triumphantly, and the prosperity of martial arts will be passed down for generations in the Southern Territory. Few water and wine are no respect, please everyone Full drink!"
"Hall Master Xie Lei!" In the hall, everyone agreed in unison, toasting and drinking together, the scene was a lively scene.
Toasting a glass is the etiquette of Lei Gu as the host, and then everyone is free to wave. Tomorrow will be the day when the martial arts will be opened. Then there will be no such harmony, and the casualties and losses of the disciples are inevitable.
At the Qingyang Temple table, many people came to toast, but most of them came for Gao Xueting's face.
Luo Chen didn't socialize much. Without this honor, Yang Kai, Xiao Baiyi and Murong Xiaoxiao were purely to open their eyes, and they didn't know many emperors, so naturally no one paid any attention to them, but they were happy to have fun.
Yang Kai took the time to inquire with Murong Xiaoxiao, and he also understood why the relationship with the Tianwu Holy Land was a bit stiff. It turned out to be as he expected. It was indeed the reason for the last martial arts meeting. Both individual and team battles fought first and second. No one is convinced, naturally there is some competition.
Half an hour later, Lei Gu, Wen Zishan and Ma Qing left the field early. The three of them had to gather together to discuss the affairs of tomorrow's martial arts, the arrangement of the list, and the planning of the venue. Do anything on this, but Wen Zishan and Ma Qing have to check it out.
After these three people left, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became more active, which shows that the three of them still put some pressure on people here.
Yang Kai looked around while drinking and eating. He looked a little bored. To be honest, he was still a little interested in the Wuhui matter at first, but after he came, he didn’t realize it. If it hadn’t happened to him, he would be boring now. Some want to go home.
Although there won't be any major problems in the North Territory High Heaven Palace, after all, the dust has not settled, and it is a bit unreasonable not to sit in person.
The main reason is that he has a high cultivation base now, and the two-level emperor realm. The competition between the Dao Origin Realm, the Void King Realm and the Void Return Realm is really difficult to raise his interest. He has killed a lot of the Emperor Realm. How can I still be in the mood to watch these little jokes.
But when the Qingyang Temple clicked on his head, he could only accompany him through the scene.
Suddenly remembering something, she turned her head and looked at Gao Xueting and said, "Senior Sister Gao, what does the impermanent fellow mean when Senior Brother Xia is afraid of losing to his subordinates again? Is this martial arts competition still in the emperor's realm?"
Gao Xueting said: "There is no Wuhui, there will be after the Wuhui, but it is also voluntary, and there is no reward. It is purely for communication."
Yang Kai snorted, secretly paying attention, if Impermanence is no longer provocative, he must be colored to see, no matter what his special physique, he will not be better than the three-layer mirror of the emperor
Yang Kai pays that his current strength should not be a big problem with the previous Emperor Zun three-layer mirror. If all the cards are out, the Emperor Zun three-layer mirror may have to stand aside, and I don’t know if Impermanence will give him this opportunity. .
Toasting his lips, squinting his eyes, seeing impermanence looking towards this side, one blue and one red eyes are very weird, Yang Kai sneered, showing disdain, almost didn't make impermanence nose irritated. (To be continued.)