"I think it is necessary for me to pretend that I don't know you." Bei Mingfeng stretched out his hand and patted the clothes on his body. Looking at the group of crazy women, he felt like he was sweating. It was really scary.
"Do you think it will be any better if you pretend not to know me? Prince Qinyin." There was a slight smile on Lan Mingyou's lips. This senior brother is really, even if you don't go with him, he is as elegant as him.
With his temperament, handsome appearance and gentle temperament, it may be difficult to attract women's attention.
"Forget it, I will hold you back until I die." Bei Mingfeng tightened the guqin in his hand, turned around and continued walking forward. The people in the stands looked at Lan Mingyou and Bei Mingfeng.
Everyone hurriedly gave way, and the dense crowd felt like the tide was receding, vacating a road.
The two of them were welcomed along the aisle, and the deafening cheers could still be heard. Looking at Lan Mingyou's cold face, no one dared to step forward and pounce on the two of them.
"The Emperor has arrived!" A high-pitched voice sounded, which made the noisy people immediately quiet down.[
"Long live my emperor, long live the emperor
Lan Mingyou had never knelt down at any time. This was specifically approved by the emperor, so no one dared to say anything wrong with him.
Bo Cixin looked at the man in a bright yellow dragon robe below, with a somewhat majestic aura. He was the current sage of the Yinhuang Kingdom: Zhuge Aotian, followed by several people, two of whom were Bo Cixin.
Among them, one is the current prince: Zhuge Fengqing, and the other is the current eighth prince: Zhuge Fengyun. Bo Cixin doesn't know the others, so they must be his children.
"No courtesy, everyone, please get up." Zhuge Aotian stretched out his hand slightly to let everyone level up.
Then everyone thanked the emperor again and stepped back to make way for the emperor to go to the referee's bench. The people on the referee's bench were almost there. When Zhuge Aotian took his seat first, the next ones were Lan Mingyou, the prince, and the eighth prince.
, and the rest took their seats one after another.
Zhuge Aotian is sitting in the middle, and those sitting on the left side are the prince, then the eighth prince, the prime minister, and next to him are the five senior elders of Phoenix Academy.
Sitting on Zhuge Aotian's right are Lan Mingyou and Bei Mingfeng. There are two empty seats over there. It seems that they haven't arrived yet. Sitting next to them are some of the more authoritative figures from several sects in the world.
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"Master Imperial Master, there are so many people coming to this year's martial arts conference." Zhuge Aotian turned his head slightly and said to Lan Mingyou beside him.
"Yes, Your Majesty, it seems that this year's Yinhuang Kingdom will be recruiting talents again." Lan Mingyou nodded slightly. In this martial arts competition, if there are capable people who are willing to join the imperial court, they can do so.
A person who holds an official position in a certain court.
On the continent of Demasili, the martial arts and the imperial court work together to benefit. Many martial arts practitioners will be loyal to the imperial court, and the imperial court will spend a lot of money to build capable martial arts practitioners into talents for a country.
Therefore, at the martial arts conference, you will not only see more authoritative people in the martial arts, but also people from the imperial court. This is a major feature of the martial arts conference in the Demasili continent.