Chapter Five Hundred and Ninety-Three Did my father ask you to attract bees and butterflies?
After a while, a group of men and women with cold auras came to the foot of the mountain.
"The people from the Great Icefield have arrived!" Someone recognized the identity of this group of people.
Among the top ten forces in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, the Great Icefield is recognized as low-key. The headquarters is located in the endless ice field in the northernmost part of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. In their spare time, the masters in the sect rarely set foot in other areas, resulting in low influence in various places.
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Just talk about the last incident at Wanhua Tomb. Even the Dongfang Family was involved, but Dabingyuan did not send a single soldier.
But there are gains when there are losses. Correspondingly, the Great Icefield has managed the area where the Endless Icefield is located like a stone, and its influence is so great that it is almost impossible for other top forces to get involved.
Therefore, even the Tao family and other three giants have adopted a respectful attitude towards the Great Icefield, and will not offend them if they can.
Seeing the people from Dabingyuan approaching, Tao Baibai and others immediately stepped forward to say hello.
The name of the Lord of the Great Ice Field is Xun Zhaoxiong. He is a short man six feet tall, with a hexagonal ice crystal between his eyebrows. I don’t know if it is because of his personality or the martial arts he has practiced. He has a cold look on his face and looks at Tao Baibai and others.
Just a nod is considered a return gift.
Tao Baibai and others were already accustomed to the strange situation. On the other hand, the other elders of the Great Icefield were quite enthusiastic and exchanged a few words with the leaders.
Many people's eyes couldn't help but fall on one of the delicate young people. Especially the younger generation present, their eyes were all different.
Compared with sect battles, personal battles are always more eye-catching.
And because the ordinary group is full of big bosses, it is difficult to predict the result before it is announced. But the youth group is different. Anyone who is blind knows that this time the world is still dominated by the three young masters.
The delicate young man was holding a folding fan, and his calm and relaxed temperament separated him from the people around him, and people immediately guessed his identity.
Glacier Prince Tang Xiu.
There were all top powers present, and at worst they were all disciples of super first-rate powers. Their vision and knowledge were beyond the reach of ordinary people in the world. But despite this, Tang Xiu's excellent style still made a large number of girls dazzled and blushed.
Even Qiu Rongshang and Wu Yuanyuan couldn't help but look at Tang Xiu a few more times.
However, Tang Xiu's eyes were directed at another group of people who had arrived belatedly. To be precise, it was a tall young man in the crowd.
This man was wearing a navy blue gown, and his appearance was far less handsome than that of Tang Xiu, but his rough face had a male charm that was different from ordinary people. Coupled with his strong figure, he stood out from the crowd when he walked, and he was like a dragon and a tiger. He was obviously just a young man, but in the
His aura actually suppressed some elders.
The tall young man sensed Tang Xiu's gaze and looked over. For a moment, their eyes met in mid-air, as if there was an electric current passing through.
"Yan Qingting." Tang Xiu smiled.
Many people came to know that this tall and impressive young man was actually Yan Qingting, one of the three great princes.
Yan Qingting also laughed: "Brother Tang, you are fine."
Everyone around looked at this pair of equally outstanding young men with great interest. The fighting spirit between the two made all the leaders and elders become mere foils at this moment.
However, no one was angry, just like the elders who witnessed the best children competing, they were more appreciative and interesting.
This special treatment made the other young people at the scene envious and jealous, but they could only do nothing. If it were them, they would have been scolded by their teachers.
As if that wasn't exciting enough, a wisp of sword energy was suddenly activated at this moment, piercing the void, making a crisp sound, and little sparks flying out for no apparent reason.
Both Tang Xiu and Yan Qingting's expressions changed, and they turned to look to the other side.
Many people on that side retreated in panic, and finally the figure of a man in a bamboo hat was revealed. The man raised his left hand and took off the bamboo hat, revealing a strange young face, not ugly, not handsome, but different from
Ordinary people.
Like an arc of autumn water in the long sky, like a ray of cold light next to the lonely moon, although he stands in the bustling crowd, he gives people a sense of loneliness in the wilderness.
But when he smiled in front of everyone's gaze, it was like a glacier thawing, looking so sunny and cheerful.
When such unique and completely opposite temperaments appear in the same person, a famous name immediately pops up in many people's minds.
Li Qiuhan, Mr. Li Qiuhan.
Many people may say that Gui Donghan is the most talented disciple of Haobao Academy, but that is not accurate. In other words, Gui Donghan is the most outstanding disciple of Ax Path.
As for the way of swordsmanship, it will always be Li Qiuhan. His understanding and attainments in swordsmanship even surpassed many of the elders of the Vast Vast Academy.
There is even an argument within the Haobiao Academy that if the Haobao Academy had not studied swordsmanship in depth enough, which restricted Li Qiuhan's growth, his strength would have been even more terrifying than it is now.
But even so, he still stood at the pinnacle of the young generation of martial arts in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, as dazzling as Tang Xiu and Yan Qingting, but he could only be temporarily at a disadvantage.
The three young masters, the three most popular young leaders in the martial arts world of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, happened to stand in a triangle, looking at each other. An invisible momentum spread, which made many young peers feel depressed and gave rise to an incomparable sense of frustration.
Huahua Feng, who had returned from his career in the world, stood beside Wu Guanting with a wry smile in admiration.
Zuo Shaojun, the number one genius in Zihua City, Ke Junxia, Tie Yunge and others from the Iron Blood Alliance, Miao Xiangjun and others from the Miao Family, Huang Lianhua and others from the Beggar Clan, Bai Qingzhou from the Bai Family and other top disciples from each sect.
, I felt a lot of pressure at this moment.
Li Qiuhan didn't like to talk, he just nodded with the other two, and after bowing his hands to the leaders, he took the lead to step forward, and was authenticated by the court personnel, and walked into the depths of Maharaja Mountain, leaving everyone behind.
The deadlock was broken, and it was no longer convenient for others to stay. After greeting each other, they lined up to check in in order.
Wu Yuanyuan looked anxious, looking back from time to time, but she still couldn't see the person she wanted to see, so she couldn't help biting her lips. Seeing this, Wu Guanting smiled secretly in her heart, but she also became a little worried.
But at this moment, a lark-like cheer sounded from behind: "Senior Brother Zhuo!"
The voice was too soft, and the owner of the voice was so eye-catching that many people turned their heads to look. They saw Qiu Rongshang running out of the queue and waving to the young man who was walking alone.
The young man wore a very simple white silk gown with gold edges and a jade belt around his waist, which made his figure extraordinarily tall and tall. His bun was tied with a white cloth, and two strands of floating silk were swaying in front of his forehead, and he was caressing it with a half-smile from time to time.
corner of mouth.
Others are here to join the battle, full of fighting spirit. But this man is walking with his sword stationary, as if he is on an outing in the mountains, strolling leisurely in the courtyard.
That kind of carefree and wanton expression appears on a masculine and handsome face that makes women all over the world take their breath away. It shows how charming it is. Many girls were immediately fascinated by it, and their heartbeats skipped many beats.
Seeing Qiu Rongshang running happily, Zhuo Mufeng also showed a smile. He did not expect to see this girl here. When she approached, he said: "Junior sister Qiu, long time no see."
These words brought back Qiu Rongshang's "bad" memories. She glared and pretended to be angry: "You still have the nerve to say it!"
Some acquaintances were full of curiosity. They didn't know how the two people met, and they didn't seem to have an ordinary relationship. This made many young men feel uncomfortable.
When Qiu Yue saw her daughter talking and laughing freely in front of Zhuo Mufeng, she immediately frowned and shouted: "Shang'er, how do you behave in public in public? Come back!"
Qiu Rongshang had been controlled by her father since she was a child. She saw that her father was angry and was afraid of losing face, so she had to give Zhuo Mufeng a look and return with a look of resentment and displeasure on her face.
At this time, Zhuo Mufeng also saw the Sanjiang Alliance group and quickly walked up to greet Wu Guanting, Meng Jiuxiao and others one by one.
"It's good to be here." Wu Guanting breathed a sigh of relief and his smile deepened by three points.
Zhuo Mufeng naturally saw Miss Wu, and did not dare to show too much intimacy, so he called her sister. Miss Wu didn't seem to hear, but looked straight ahead with cold eyes, as if she hadn't seen him.
Zhuo Mufeng thought she was trying to avoid suspicion, so he didn't pay attention and followed her with a smile.
After some inspection, everyone climbed the mountain and arrived at the halfway point of Maharaja Mountain in about half an hour. There was a huge flat land here, where the Wind and Cloud Conference was held.
In the next few days, each faction will be stationed here. The imperial court has already built some simple tents according to the specifications of each faction. The Sanjiang League is the highest level and was arranged in a bush to the east of the plain.
The day after tomorrow is the opening day of the conference. After everyone from the Sanjiang League settled down, they rested and practiced. There were also many people walking together in the mountains to watch, in short, doing their own things.
Zhuo Mufeng looked around and saw that no one was paying attention, so he secretly walked towards the independent tent where Miss Wu was. This guy had just noted down the location.
After knocking on the small wooden door outside the tent, Miss Wu's voice came from inside: "Who?"
"Miss, it's me." Zhuo Mufeng whispered.
There was no movement inside. Zhuo Mufeng thought the other party didn't hear him, so he shouted several times in a low voice, but there was still no response, and he didn't see the other party coming to open the door.
This guy simply used his strength to adjust the door valve in the air and pushed the door open.
Miss Wu who was lying on the mat inside immediately got up. When she saw it was him, she pointed at him and shouted: "What are you doing in here? Who asked you to come in? Get out!"
Zhuo Mufeng closed the door and said with a shy smile: "Miss, last time I was forced by my adoptive father and I didn't dare to tell you, please don't be angry, okay?"
He thought Wu Yuanyuan was angry because he went to Wuyou Island without telling her.
Wu Yuanyuan: "Why am I angry? Don't be so sentimental, get out, get out!" Seeing that he refused to leave, she simply stood up and pushed Zhuo Mufeng.
Zhuo Mufeng had a headache and said, "I really have no choice but to listen to my adoptive father, right?"
Wu Yuanyuan sneered and said: "We have no choice? That sounds nice. Did my father ask you to attract bees and butterflies?"
This didn't sound right, and Zhuo Mufeng said speechlessly: "What are you talking about?"
"Are you leaving? If you don't leave, I'll call someone." Miss Wu was obviously jealous and couldn't listen to anything. Zhuo Mufeng had no choice but to leave with an aggrieved face in order to avoid making things worse.