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She paused, Pei Yan's words reminded her of Ling Muyang, he had rejected the request of the head of the sect and hadn't seen him since.

Ignore Pei Yan and go back to the house alone.

Pei Yan glanced at Qi Yunye's room boredly, and returned bitterly.He was still muttering: "It really looks more and more like Ling Muyang, even ignoring others is just as cold..."

"I didn't expect you to come?" Qu Wufeng was a little surprised to see the person coming, but he was only a little surprised, the jade in his hand turned very slowly, as if waiting for the person to speak.

The dim sky, with the last ray of brightness, illuminated the room abnormally brightly.

A silver-white mask faced Qu Wufeng impressively, revealing a pair of eyes as dark as deep, without a trace of emotion. "Tomorrow is the martial arts conference."

"I know."

Then, there was a silence.

"People from the Yaobai faction are here?"

Qu Wufeng raised his eyebrows, it was rare to hear him speak, but he actually asked these two people.Can't help being curious, "When did you care about Jianghu sects?"

The man's eyes dimmed, and he wanted to turn around and leave.

"Silver face, I'm actually curious about what kind of face you have under your mask."

The slightly cold wind blows in slowly, Qu Wufeng looks at the wide open door, where there is no shadow of people.Yinmian, the silver-faced young man that everyone in the world has heard of, has always acted his own way, but he has a good relationship with Qu Wufeng, and it's hard to believe it.However, the world only calls him Silver Mask, because his silver mask never takes off, and no one knows his real face.

Even he, Qu Wufeng, was curious...

There are huge crowds of people, constantly swarming, above the competition ring, there is no one there, but there are people below who can't help but are eager to try.

Qi Yunye and Pei Yan found a place with few people and sat down, quietly watching.The Martial Arts Conference is nothing but a contest of bravery among the Jianghu people, and at best it is just a spectacle.Furthermore, everyone knows who the real martial arts leader will be.

Their fate is nothing more than some additions and entertainment.It's just that some people still can't see through it, can't figure it out, and want to give it a try.

Today's rivers and lakes are no longer rivers and lakes, interspersed with the power of the court, the relationship between the parties is no longer simple.Today's meeting, perhaps tomorrow will be the power structure of the imperial court.

She firmly believed that Bo Quiming would not allow this conference to end in a dull manner.Such a person has great ambitions, and he was able to plan everything in the world back then, how could he let go of the current world!

It's just that I don't know how he will do it?

"It's started." Pei Yan tugged at the corner of her clothes, someone had already stepped up in the ring, and it was Qu Wufeng.

Qu Wufeng walked up to the arena with a smile on his face, cupped his hands towards the surroundings, his eyes flicked one by one, and saw that Qi Yunye and Pei Yan just swept past without stopping.

"Everyone, today is the three-year martial arts conference. All heroes in the world know that there will be a martial arts competition every three years, and a new martial arts leader will be elected at that time. Yiliu Villa is very honored to be able to hold this event again. The next conference. It is my honor for you to come here after traveling thousands of miles.”

Qu Wufeng nodded towards the stage, and then an older elder came out and beat a gong and drum. "Boom—"

"Now the martial arts competition has officially started. Anyone who is interested can come to the stage. The winner in the end will be our current martial arts leader."

Qu Wufeng's generosity seems to have inspired a large group of people below, while he himself walked up to the stage and sat down in his seat, watching people keep coming up and going down.From the beginning to the end, without saying a word, the smile was on the corner of his lips, so dazzling.

It's been too long since I watched the show, Qi Yunye watched this martial arts competition, but didn't see anything exciting, but somewhere in his heart began to feel cold, and people kept falling down, some even hurt their muscles and bones, If this continues, if it is not stopped, more people will be injured.

Does Bo Quming want them to kill each other?

The martial arts competition in Yiliu Villa was in full swing, but in the Tianqi Palace, the upper study room was eerily silent.Bo Quiming stood in front of the window, looking at the sky, it lasted several hours.Until, the door was pushed open and someone walked in.

"My Majesty, Yiliu Mountain Villa is going very smoothly." The person who came was Zhang Xian, the chief eunuch of the palace, with a serious face and no trace of eunuch at all.

Bo Quinming turned around and glanced at the person kneeling on the ground with an inscrutable expression on his face.

"not enough."

Zhang Xian shook his body, it was not enough, what else does the emperor want?

Bo Quinming seemed to be talking to himself, and said in a low voice: "The world thinks why I meddle in the Jianghu, but they don't know that I don't pay attention to the small Jianghu."

"What does the emperor mean?"

Zhang Xian's heart was beating continuously, but the next moment he was frightened by the voice from above his head and was blindfolded!

"What I want is the Yaobai sect!"

"Everyone, is there anyone else who wants to come up to the stage?" The person in charge of recording and hosting began to shout loudly, as if wanting to reconfirm whether there was still someone to come up to challenge.Standing on the ring was a man holding a long sword, his eyes were very cold, looking at the people below.Those eyes are like snake cores, staring at a person's throat makes one's hair stand on end.

Qi Yunye looked at Qu Wufeng still with a calm face, and couldn't help wondering, isn't he going to fight for the position of leader?

Just as she was thinking about it, someone shouted her thoughts: "Villa Master Qu, go up and defeat this kid. None of us know that your kung fu is so unpredictable that you should still not give up the position of martial arts leader! "

"It's just..."

Qu Wufeng ignored the roar of the crowd, stood up and said with a smile: "Qu is just a merchant, who knows a little bit of kung fu, and the position of the leader of the martial arts is not dare to win."

After finishing speaking, regardless of the gasping body underneath, she turned around and sat back gorgeously.No one thought that Qu Wufeng, who had always been the most vocal, did not want to be the leader of the martial arts alliance. This is really great news, a counterattack!

Even Pei Yan couldn't see through what Qu Wufeng was paying attention to.

silent.

However, the group of people hadn't recovered from what they said just now. Qu Wufeng once threw out a sentence, "Little brother, as a new closed disciple of the Yaobai Sect, this time the Yaobai Sect sent you here. done."

All eyes were on Qi Yunye, including Pei Yan beside him.The Yaobai faction, is the Yaobai faction really participating in the competition for the leader of the martial arts?Isn't it silent for more than ten years and has no intention?

All kinds of suspicions were fully revealed, looking at Qi Yunye and Pei Yan, trying to find something from their faces, eager to prove it.However, the two of them were unbelievably calm.

Pei Yan's cold and hard facial features slid through the crowd like a dagger, and finally faced Shang Qu without wind.Is this guy looking for something?

Qi Yunye smiled secretly, originally he wanted to drag him into the water, but Qu Wufeng had this idea.However, let him down!

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