Chapter 169 Listen to the wind and snow

Ye Ming drank tea in a low-key manner, and his little fingers were tapping rhythmically on the table.

Knock, knock, knock...

Suddenly, the sound stopped.

Cangran looked at it suddenly.

"On the left, behind the wall." Ye Ming still had tea, his eyebrows and eyes calmly, and his voice was faint.

Cangran also looked indifferently in the direction he said.

That is a pillar, behind it is an aisle, and then a wall.

There was no one, but in the projection of light and shadow, there was a blurry shadow on the wall.

"There are people there? I guess they came out like us to listen to the news."

"Master, one of the four great young masters, listen to the wind." Ye Ming's expression remained unchanged and he said lightly.

"Are you one of the four young masters?" Cangran looked at him curiously.

Ye Ming said as if he looked down upon him: "I don't need these names yet."

Cangran was curling his lips when he saw the figure disappearing.

"I'll meet him soon." Ye Ming curled his lips and smiled, unfathomable.

...

At around 5 p.m., the storm meets.

A huge circular ring was sacrificed on the open space where Luoyan Town held a martial arts conference.

With the ring as the center, the audience seats spread in a circular shape, spreading like a tide throughout Luoyan Town.

The scene was chaotic and noisy, and countless people from the world gathered here, either reuniting with old acquaintances or fighting with old enemies. All kinds of sounds were loud and almost breaking through the sky.

On the ring, several tables and chairs were placed with banners.

The people from the organizer Zangjian Villa have not arrived yet, so everyone is in chaos.

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, the time was right, and a black figure appeared in everyone's sight.

The scene where the noise was just now became silent miraculously quiet in an instant, so silent that even the sound of the wind blowing could be heard.

Several men followed the owner of Zangjian Villa and stood behind Murong Xuanming.

Murong Xuanming walked to the center of the ring, looked around, and spoke slowly, "Dear martial arts people, I am Murong Xuanming, the owner of Zangjian Villa. Today is the annual martial arts conference, and everyone can compete for the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance and speak with their strength."

"However, the martial arts world advocates martial arts and is a place where many people from the martial arts world gather. Although they are vulgar, they also pay attention to loyalty to the martial arts world. Therefore, in the battle for the martial arts world leaders, you can show your strength, but you cannot bring personal grudges, love and revenge, which will disrupt the martial arts world's conference and the loyalty to the martial arts world."

"Above the world of uprightness, there is no place for evil and traitors to cause trouble!"

"If anyone makes trouble during the martial arts conference, Zangjian Villa will issue a killing order for the rivers and lakes. Going to heaven and earth, this person will definitely be killed!"

"good!"

"good!!"

Speaking of this, Murong Xuanming was powerful without anger. His aura was upright and solemn. His tall and tall figure made him more upright and majestic as the immortal king in heaven who ruled the justice of laws and regulations, which made the enthusiastic and righteous people present cheered excitedly.

Murong Xuanming raised his hand and signaled everyone to be quiet.

Under the setting sun, the black figure is solemn and majestic, making people unconsciously obey.

It turns out that he is the owner of the world's largest manor and has absolute authority in the world.

The scene was silent.

Murong Xuanming said steadily in the expectant and excited eyes of everyone: "Next, I announce that the martial arts conference will begin!"

As the thick and powerful sound fell, the red dragon pennant on the ring was raised high, and at the same time, a shirtless man rang the huge golden bell.
Chapter completed!