Mu Qingnian bowed and bowed to Master Zhengzhong Huaihai, and then sent a letter to Master Huaihai, "My master suddenly fell ill and it is inconvenient to come to Dabei Temple to participate in the martial arts competition. We have been specially sent here to express my hope."
Seniors Haihan!"
"Amitabha!" Master Huaihai raised his palms and recited the Buddha's name with a gentle tone, "Master Qin is ill, how can we blame him? Since Miss Mu is here on behalf of Emei this time, please take a seat!"
When Mu Qingnian looked sideways at Ning Ziyu beside him, his eyes were naturally filled with tenderness, "Senior Brother Ning, please take a seat!"
"How can this be done?" Ning Ziyu shook his head hurriedly, "I am just a guest disciple of the Emei sect. I cannot represent Emei. I still have Junior Sister Mu to take the seat!"
Mu Qingnian smiled at him, then walked over and sat on the empty seat reserved for the Emei faction next to Yun Chu. Ning Ziyu followed her over and when he saw Yun Chu, he couldn't help but be surprised, "Why is the girl here too?"
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"Can't I come?" Yun Chu asked with a smile.
"I never meant this, I just feel a little surprised!" Ning Ziyu glanced at Shangguan Wuji, who was standing behind her, wearing fine armor, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.
The last time he met Yunchu in Tingtao City, Shangguan Wuji only wore a set of fancy clothes and no armor.
This time, he was wearing fine armor and the Fengqiying's unique waistband on his waist immediately revealed his identity. It was not difficult for Ning Ziyu to guess that Yunchu's true identity was someone whose name he had heard for a long time.
Princess An Ning whom I have never seen before.
He had a deep impression on Yunchu, and now that he knew she was the infamous Princess An Ning, he was a little surprised.
Collecting the changes in his eyes, Yunchu didn't pay attention.
At this time, Master Huaihai had also stood up from his chair and walked to the middle of the high platform.
"Amitabha!" He looked around with a smile, "Dabei Temple has the honor to host the four-year martial arts conference. I am deeply honored. All martial arts friends should know very well that not long ago, the former leader of the martial arts alliance, the leader of the Beggar Clan, passed away. Therefore, this year's
In the martial arts conference, in addition to meeting friends with martial arts and comparing martial arts, we also need to elect a new leader. According to the past rules, the leaders of the martial arts conference are all from the eight major sects..."
"Why?!" Someone in the audience suddenly asked loudly, "Why must the leader of the martial arts alliance come from one of the eight major sects?"
As soon as he took the lead, many people immediately agreed.
"Just, why, why can't we run for election?"
"Since the world belongs to everyone, everyone has the right to compete for the position of leader of the martial arts alliance!"
"We are all Jianghu people, why can they do it but we can't?!"
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The emotions of those small sects and factions that had not participated in the election of martial arts leaders for many years were quickly aroused.
All soldiers want to be generals. Which sect doesn’t want to become a martial arts gang?
Under the guidance of thoughtful people, this resentment was immediately released to the extreme.
"What a joke!" Lin Luanxiu looked at the excited crowd and walked out from behind his father with a look of disdain on his face, "You think that anyone can be the leader of the martial arts league. As a leader, you must not only have excellent martial arts, but also
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Just when she said the word "more", she heard a soft pop, her belt was loosened, and the skirt with exquisite embroidery fell silently from her body.
At that moment, the whole place was quiet.
"You still dare to take off your skirt in public like Miss Lin, right?"
Under the stage, someone suddenly shouted with a strange voice.
Laughter and whistles suddenly rose from around the stands.