This post by the Chrysanthemum Warrior greatly attracted a wave of popularity to Zuo Chongming.
The number of followers in his division is now approaching eight figures.
Ji Xuanxuan, who is regarded as the wife of SP players, only has more than three million followers.
Actually this is normal.
Because of Zuo Chongming's intervention, Ji Xuanxuan's experience was far less tragic than in her previous life. Her current performance was more like a vase.
Having more than three million followers is already a plus for her beautiful figure.
If you don’t believe me, take a look at Liu Ruoyu. This girl doesn’t even have a personal zone.
"It's a good thing."
Zuo Chongming looked at the number of followers and his mood became mixed.
He is happy because of this post, his popularity has increased significantly and he has firmly occupied the C position.
What's worrying is...this group of players are not human beings.
In the future, the types of fan fiction about him will become more and more abundant and eye-catching.
Zuo Chongming felt very depressed every time he thought of this.
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Noon the next day.
The mournful sound of suona came from Fenglei Martial Arts Hall.
A large number of disciples, all covered in white, were kneeling in the courtyard miserable and crying.
They were really sad, but the target of their sadness was not Li Feng, but their future future.
Originally, they were famous as disciples of Fenglei Martial Arts School, and they were looked down upon wherever they went.
But now the owner of the hall and the young master are talking about it, but Li Zhuoyun is a disciple of the Yinsha Sect, and it is impossible to stay here for a long time.
Whether the martial arts gym can continue to open remains a question mark.
What should they do next?
Change the door?
Stop joking.
They have often run against other colleagues in the past, and they have many enemies. Which martial arts school in the city will accept them?
Thinking of this, can they not be sad?
"My boss."
The housekeeper trotted in and whispered to Li Zhuoyun: "There are many people outside the door. They are all owners of other martial arts schools to express their condolences to the old club."
Li Zhuoyun's facial muscles twitched, and the bloodshot eyes became more and more obvious: "Condolences? Gloating about misfortune is better."
The butler noticed the murderous intent in his tone and hurriedly said: "Master, do you want to drive them away?"
"Rush? Why rush?"
Li Zhuoyun looked at his father's portrait and said coldly: "The visitor is a guest. If we turn him away and spread the word, we will lose etiquette."
Sensing the butler's thoughts, he comforted him softly: "Don't worry, I know what to do."
"Since my boss has his own thoughts, I can rest assured." The housekeeper glanced at him worriedly and walked out with a sigh.
"Father, I will definitely avenge you."
Li Zhuoyun stood beside the coffin, staring at the crowd in the courtyard, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes: "None of these people can escape."
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at the same time.
The restaurant outside the martial arts hall.
Zuo Chongming and Hui Hai were sitting on the third floor. From this angle, they could overlook the courtyard.
"I didn't expect you to have such a hobby."
Huihai pinched the rosary and couldn't help complaining: "Aren't you afraid that Li Zhuoyun will find you?"
"With him?"
Zuo Chongming's eyes were full of ridicule, and he poured himself a glass of warm wine: "He's not even close to being overheated."
Huihai asked helplessly: "What on earth are we doing here?"
"Waiting for someone."
Zuo Chongming took a sip of wine: "Although you have spiritual veins, it will not be easy to reach the blood coagulation state in three years with such dry practice."
"It's impossible for me to really be your bodyguard for three years, so you have to find a way to make money on your own to buy the elixir resources needed for cultivation."
Hui Hai said dissatisfied: "I said yesterday that I would kill demons with you, but you didn't agree."
"With your strength, you are simply seeking death."
Zuo Chongming sneered: "Besides, you haven't even killed anyone, and you still want to kill monsters? It's good if you don't get scared to death. I'll find you a job."
"Wha, what kind of job?" Hui Hai touched his expression and couldn't help but feel a little bit in her heart.
"You'll find out later."
Zuo Chongming glanced at the door of the martial arts hall, and suddenly a bright light flashed in his eyes: "Sure enough, they are brothers from the same sect after all."
Hui Hai followed his line of sight and saw Gao Yu who had just gotten off the carriage. He was immediately surprised and said, "Gao Yu? Are we here to wait for him?"
"See his carriage?"
Zuo Chongming took out a folded note and threw it into Hui Hai's arms: "Just go down, give the note to the groom, and then go home."
"Ah? Oh..."
Huihai stood up and left the box full of doubts.
Crunch~!
After Zuo Chongming waited for him to leave, he closed the window and quietly hid the amusement in his eyes.
The post posted by the Chrysanthemum Warrior yesterday indeed provided him with inspiration.
If successful, not only can Li Zhuoyun be eliminated, but the Liansheng Sect will also be made aware of the pain, and reap a wave of benefits at the same time.
It didn't take long.
Gao Yu, led by the waiter, went upstairs to the box.
"Brother Zuo, I haven't seen you for a few days, it's better than before."
Gao Yu had a smile on his face and greeted him familiarly: "I was originally curious as to which acquaintance I was looking for, but I didn't expect it was you, brother."
"Where is it? Brother Gao, sit down quickly."
Zuo Chongming glanced at the waiter, put the broken silver into his hand, and ordered: "A few more specialty dishes will be served, and I will get pen, ink, paper and inkstone by the way."
"Pen, ink, paper and inkstone?"
Gao Yu sat down obediently and joked: "Is it possible that brother wants to send me some good words?"
Zuo Chongming poured the wine with a smile: "Haha, we are not literati, so we can't recite good articles and ancient sentences."
The two chatted in tacit understanding, and no one mentioned business matters first.
It wasn't until the waiter brought pen, ink, paper and inkstone and closed the door that the expressions of the two of them changed in unison.
"well……"
Gao Yu started with a sigh and looked at him with complicated eyes: "I didn't expect you to be the killer of Piaoxue Pavilion."
"It seems that Brother Gao saw Li Feng's body." Zuo Chongming was not surprised by this, and his reaction was average.
Bliss~!
Gao Yu picked up the wine cup and drank it all, and said slightly curiously: "Brother Zuo, aren't you afraid that I will inform Junior Brother Li about this?"
Zuo Chongming smiled: "If you are a disciple of Xuanjian Sect, I can't guarantee it, but if you are from Yinsha Sect, I guarantee you won't tell."
"Oh? Why?" Gao Yu looked curious.
"The two denominations operate differently."
Zuo Chongming chuckled: "Xuanjian Sect uses the relationship between master and disciple as a bond. The advantage is that the disciples have centripetal force and strong cohesion. The disadvantage is that there are many factions."
"The Yinsha Sect has disciples who are equal and compete with each other, with the most capable coming first. The competition within the sect is very strong, but the disadvantage is that the disciples are wary of each other."
The implication is obvious.
As inner disciples of the Yinsha Sect, Gao Yu and Li Zhuoyun are competitors with each other.
They are eager to get rid of each other, so how can they give free benefits to the enemy?
This sign can be seen from Gao Yu's reaction in the third episode of the series.
"Of course."
Gao Yu nodded with a sigh, and said with regretful eyes: "Brother Zuo's analysis is spot on, but it's a pity that he is jealous of talents and has no spiritual veins."
Although before that, he and Zuo Chongming had only met once in Wangjiazhuang.