Chapter 66 Opening of the Conference

Hearing the sound, Li He pursed his lips towards the opposite side, raised his eyebrows and grinned: "It's just a mad dog. It's just barking here when it's full and full."

This sentence caused everyone here to laugh, but there was a different expression over there.

They looked at each other angrily, ready to take action, but Song Ningfeng stretched out his hand to stop him, suppressing his anger and shouting: "Li He, don't try to use your words, kill my brother first, humiliate my friend later, there will be no explanation today.

, don’t even think about walking out of this door!”

After finishing his words, Song Ningfeng was shaken with energy. Everyone on both sides was affected and retreated. The only one who remained motionless in the field was Gu Changqing.

Gu Changqing stepped forward calmly, glanced at the few people behind Song Ningfeng, then stared into Song Ningfeng's eyes, and said coldly: "I don't care about your brother's affairs, but today Gu is in charge, if you dare to touch anyone here, in the same way, you

Don’t even think about escaping intact.”

His words were domineering and merciless, and it was impossible for anyone to refute. After all, Gu Changqing had spoken first. He was in charge today, and if Song Ningfeng touched Li He, it would be because he had a grudge against Gu Changqing and deliberately made things difficult for him.

Song Ningfeng's expression was sullen, veins popped out in the hand holding the gun, and the gun trembled and hummed. The people from the following sects were just disciples of the outer sects, and they did not dare to act like the thugs three years ago, so they just stood by and watched.

Finally, under Gu Changqing's intimidation, Song Ningfeng closed his eyes to catch his breath. Then, still angry, he shot the table next to him. As expected, the table broke into two pieces, and the bowls and chopsticks fell to the ground in a mess.

"Gu Changqing!" Song Ningfeng looked at Gu Changqing coldly. When the latter looked over, he said with a smile: "Mountains will not change, water will change, you Gu Changqing, I Wuzhen will remember you, let's go!"

After saying the harsh words, he glared at Mo Yu and the others fiercely, passing by one by one, remembering everyone's faces in his heart. Several people behind him followed the same example, losing others but not losing the battle, and they were arrogant.

"Waiter!" Song Ningfeng called out to the store owner.

The waiter came running from behind the counter in response, with an arched eyebrow and a slight smile. He was not afraid. He threw the long cloth over his shoulder and looked at the broken tables and chairs as if he had not seen them before. He asked as usual: "What are your orders, sir?"

Mo Yu casually glanced at the waiter, and suddenly his whole body shivered, and he was shocked: "Unexpectedly, this restaurant waiter is also a second-level heavenly warrior."

Over there, Song Ningfeng put away his expression, took out a banknote from his arms, and handed it to the waiter: "It will be counted as compensation for the tables and chairs."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out without wanting to stay any longer. Behind him, several disciples from the outer sect hurriedly followed him out.

After the matter was over, the bullied people bowed and thanked Mo Yu and others, and warmly invited them to stay, setting up a table with wine and saying their thanks solemnly.

In this regard, Li He could only come forward to express his refusal and waved the other party away.

After this fuss, the four of them lost their mood and continued to eat and drink. After paying the bill, they walked back. The journey was uneventful. They chatted until they reached the door of the house. They said goodbye to each other and went back to their rooms to recharge their batteries and get up early to attend the Summit Demon Meeting tomorrow.

Mo Yu went back to his room and did not meditate. He was fighting every day and was drunk, so he wrapped himself in clothes and fell asleep.

In the stillness of the night, the top of Fumo Mountain is peaceful. On the other side opposite to the houses where the younger generation lives, there is a building for various sects and sects to stay.

At this moment, dozens of houses are brightly lit. Looking out from the windows, the candlelight reflects a silhouette of a person, walking and meditating, working hard for tomorrow's meeting.

The next day, when the sky was bright and Mo Yu had just finished washing, there was a knock on the door from Li He. When he opened the door, not only Li He but also Po Lang and Gu Changqing were standing outside.

Li He pushed the door open carelessly and grabbed Mo Yu's sleeve: "Come on, hurry up, go get a good seat first."

Po Lang held the brown paper in his hand, with several steaming steamed buns wrapped in it, and handed it over: "The three of us have already eaten, and I brought this for you to fill your belly."

With just a few words, a warm current flowed from the bottom of Mo Yu's heart. He took the bun, nodded to the three of them, and turned back to the house to get Youqi.

When I came out and closed the doors and windows, the streets outside were already crowded with people. The young talents who came up the Demon-Conquering Staircase all set off, either to have breakfast in a restaurant, or to call friends, or like the four of them, they wanted to find a good position early.

At the Peak Demon Meeting, the participants are divided into three categories. One is the leaders of each faction of the Demon Sect, leading a team of ten people; the other is those who have grievances, and both sides are here to fight; the third category is Mo Yu and the others who conquer the demons.

The young generation coming up the ladder.

Only the various sects can officially participate in the three stages of the Summit Demon Meeting. Those who have made an appointment to fight with each other only need to attend the third stage, while the younger generation can only watch from a distance and gain knowledge from the outermost level.

Gu Changqing had experience and explained to the three of them along the way. Mo Yu also took the opportunity to finish eating the buns. When he walked to the conference venue, dozens of sects were already seated.

Only representatives of various sects were seated, and the younger generation could only stand around.

Gu Changqing and the three of them found a location close to the meeting platform. It was forbidden to gather and watch the meeting, so you could probably hear it from here.

Next, the younger generation arrived one after another, and so did various sects. They were neatly dressed and had serious faces, consciously looking for seats belonging to their own sect.

The consuls of those sects were not in a hurry to sit down, but they were trying to get along with each other, chatting with other sects in a coquettish manner, complimenting each other, and getting very close to each other.

Of course, it is not ruled out that some forces have good friendships in private and have sincere feelings, but most people's remarks are superficial and polite, innocuous, and just making fun of the situation.

Finally, except for the seats belonging to the six top sects at the northernmost end, no one was left. The east and west sides were filled with people. There were forty or fifty large and small sects, and the number of people reached four to five hundred.

Not only that, there are hundreds of people fighting around the dueling competition stage in the south. Adding in the younger generation, the number of people in the entire venue is close to a thousand!

At this time, there was no more whispering in the venue. Those who were sitting were upright and those who were standing were in awe. All eyes were focused on the six big chairs in the north.

When will the six sects come, when will the Peak Demon Meeting begin? This is the time when the strong are respected and we have to follow.

Time passed by, the sun rose in the sky, and the morning glow on the mountaintop was gorgeous. Just when the patience of the younger generation was about to be worn away, a high-pitched cry sounded.

"The six demon sects have arrived~!"

The six sects are the general name of the six sects given by the Demon Sect, which means the strong ones are respected. When the six sects arrive, it means that the people from the six sects are coming.

Mo Yu suppressed his emotions. He was about to see the people from the Blood Refining Sect. He wondered if Sun Xiangyi would be among them. If so, how should he act? If not, where should he go?

Everyone in the venue was watching the scene with different eyes, some with enthusiasm, some with disdain, some with pain, and some with cold eyes... Soon, not long after the sound fell, four strong winds swept through the venue.

The sound was majestic and the wind howled. Mo Yu felt his eyes flicker as four black shadows swept towards the due north. Looking carefully, he saw that four people were already seated on the six big chairs.

There is no one except for the two ends, and the center faces everyone in the field.

On the far left, sitting is a plump woman with a white fur shawl and crossed legs. She is dressed in a colorful dress and looks like a mature lady. She holds a red oscillating fan in her hand.

Next to the woman is a middle-aged man in black, with a gloomy face, pale skin, and no weapons in his hands. What is strange is that his right face has a green tattoo, which is lifelike but makes people shudder.

The person on the far right is covered in a green robe, with only his hands resting on the armrests of the seat and his feet under the robe. He is looking towards his face. Due to the light being blocked, his face cannot be seen in the darkness.

As for the remaining person, it was Zhou Youdao who was involved with Mo Yu. He was dressed in luxurious clothes, his hair was tied with gold threads, his face was neither sad nor happy, and he could not see any thoughts.

"From left to right, there are Hehuan Valley, Ghost Sect, Blood Refining Sect, and Ten Thousand Poison Cave." Gu Changqing introduced in a low voice because he was afraid that few people would not know.

After the introduction, Gu Changqing frowned slightly, touched his chin and murmured: "Strange, Yin Puppet Pavilion and Evil View have never been absent, why didn't they send anyone this time?"

Having said this, Li He and Po Lang also looked solemn, each having their own thoughts, but they did not show them.

Mo Yu didn't have time to think about that. At this moment, his heart was heavy and extremely bitter. This time, the four major sects did not bring anyone else to the venue, only a few people in charge, so Sun Xiangyi was not around.

Such behavior was completely contrary to what Gu Changqing told him. Before and after the alliance, the Peak Demon Meeting was different from usual, showing a strange aura.

In any case, Mo Yu felt vaguely uneasy and felt that something big had happened.

Seemingly aware of Mo Yu's abnormality, Gu Changqing asked with concern: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Po Lang and Li He tilted their heads when they heard this, showing concern in their eyes.

Mo Yu shook his head at several people and looked at several sects. Over there, Zhou Youdao stood up and spoke to each sect about the situation, regulations and so on.

His eyes followed Zhou Youdao, and Youyou said in a low voice: "I'm just curious about a few sects."

Hearing this, the three of them took a deep breath. Gu Changqing smiled and looked to the north, and slowly introduced: "The people leading the team this time are all powerful figures from several major factions. I don't know the specific situation."

Pointing at the woman, her eyes showed disgust: "Most of the women in Hehuan Valley are extravagant and licentious, and they are best suited to collude with promising men from the demon sect and practice various forms of kung fu."

He looked at the middle-aged man in black with a fearful expression on his face: "The Ghost Sect has always been sinister and haunted, and its activities are mostly at night. If the ghost has no shadow, it is faint and traceless."

When looking at Zhou Youdao, Gu Changqing had a cold face and an angry tone: "The Blood Refining Sect is a ruthless sect. It likes killing and is mad at the sight of blood. It is widely rumored that its sect-suppressing technique 'Blood Coagulation Technique' can coagulate people's essence and blood and refine people."

The wonder of inner strength.”

As for the man who was shrouded all over, Gu Changqing knew very little about him. He only said: "The Ten Thousand Poison Cave uses poison to refine poison, and no one has ever dared to provoke him."

After introducing the four people, Gu Changqing stopped talking. Li He and Po Lang had nothing to add to this. They were both of the younger generation and had only so many levels of contact.

Zhou Youdao had finished explaining the rules of the conference and turned around to take his seat.

Then, more than a dozen maids walked in from outside the venue, carrying trays, placing tea and fruit plates on each table, and then bowed and left.

Everything is as usual, the conference enters the first stage: presentation!
Chapter completed!