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No one spoke.

Not only did the two of them not speak, but even everyone outside the stadium was silently watching this side, waiting for the next development, which would determine how they would respond next.

Whether it's shouting and cheering, or rushing up.

Li Baifeng's face was full of coldness, but he regretted it slightly in his heart.

This posture of looking down on the other person looks full of momentum and height, but it does have a certain burden on the neck. Let's say, it's sour.

Just as he began to think about whether to change his position first, and then look at him with a cold face, Nocturnal Zang was the first to break the deadlock.

He raised his face slightly, looked over the top of Li Baifeng's head, and looked at the sky in the distance, the sharpness in his eyes was hidden again, as if he was recalling something, and slowly spoke:

"Originally, there was nothing too much for the Chaoge Youth Association, and when I first came here, there was only one cosplay in the monk's club

Society, the monks who came here from Taihang have their own circles, and there is no unified organization. Later, a junior named Chongzheng came to me and said that he wanted to establish a society to provide a place for all the Taihang monks to communicate, but his realm was too low to convince the public, and he wanted me to be the president. ”

"At first, I refused, because I was not interested in it, and besides, in my opinion, it was just a whim of a fledgling young man who wanted to do something about it, and he naturally retreated."

"But he's been here so many times, he must ask me to be ......"

"So you just chanted two lines of poetry at the time?"

Li Baifeng listened to the rise and couldn't help but interrupt.

"What?" Night Xingzang withdrew his gaze from the distance and asked with a puzzled expression.

"Ahem, it's nothing, you go on." Li Baifeng coughed in embarrassment and urged him to continue.

I thought I was going to tear my face and do it, but I didn't expect this person to actually tell his own mental journey, but it's okay, the story, everyone loves to listen.

By the way, I can recover a little.

Night Xingzang was suspicious, but seeing that he had no desire to explain, he didn't ask any more questions, and continued:

"Later, I felt very annoyed, so I asked him, I am not the only monk who has perfected Qi refining in Taihang, why do you always come to me? He told me that I was the only one who would still see him. ”

I remember his expression, a little embarrassed, but still very determined, as if he hadn't even thought about whether it would be done. It was this look that struck me, so I finally said yes. ”

"At that time, he was overjoyed, and immediately went to the Federation of Clubs to register and established the Taihang Youth Association, of course, in order to cover up, the name was 'Magic Association', and then, under his running around, the Youth Association grew little by little, and it has been two years now."

Ye Xingzang stopped, and after sweeping his gaze from Fang Chuang, Zhu Yi in the distance, Xu Xiangqiu and Li Huaishan in the middle, and the Qingxie monk who had fallen to the ground here, he said with some melancholy:

"In two years, I graduated, Baoyan, and now I will graduate again, and there are several late stages of Qi refining and more than a dozen middle stages of Qi refining in the community, and the freshmen monks of Taihang have come here, and there is also a place for communication, and there is really a cohesion, a cohesion that not only belongs to the Youth Association, but also belongs to Taihang."

"Chongzhen did it, he really did a good job in this club, although I hung the name of the president, but I basically did not participate in the affairs of the club, and even the freshmen who just came here have not seen me."

Speaking of this, the night walker stopped, and a very complicated smile appeared on his face.

It's a pity that his temperament is a little more extreme and obedient, and his reputation has not been very good, and many people don't like him. Most of the new monks were afraid of him and kept their distance from him, and the old man with a high realm in the association, although he didn't say anything on his face, he never looked down on this vice president in the middle stage of qi refining in his heart. ”

"It's ridiculous that the association that I established single-handedly was rejected by almost everyone in the association."

His voice wasn't high, but it was clear enough for everyone to hear.

Fang Chuang's eyes narrowed slightly, not knowing what he was thinking. Zhu Yi stood faintly behind him, not caring at all what Ye Xingzang said, his eyes were aimed at the small seal that was still falling to the ground, ready to move.

Li Huaishan's face was a little complicated, he was indeed dissatisfied because he wanted to be the vice president because of his low realm, and the deeper reason was a trace of jealousy about his background - why are some people born with a golden key? Mingming's qualifications are not high, but he has a steady stream of resources and a status at his fingertips? Why does he have to work hard to get a chance for a lot of things, but he doesn't have to work hard for them at all, and he can easily get them?

Xu Xiangqiu's expression has not changed much, he doesn't like Chongzhen, it has nothing to do with the realm, and it has nothing to do with his background, it's just because this person acts too much, he simply doesn't like it.

Chen Hong had already gotten up from the ground, and his body still had traces of dust and charred black. His brow furrowed slightly, and he was silent. Speaking of the emergence of this trend, he should take the first credit, as for the reason, he is naturally unconvinced.

When it comes to strength, he is far inferior to Night Hide, naturally he has nothing to say, and when it comes to means, he is not as good as Fang Chuang, and he loses neatly. But what is he? With his strength, means, or his Lao Tzu?

The expressions of the three Qingye monks standing on the side were also a little complicated, they didn't have so many ideas, but they were a little afraid of Chongzhen, and they were also affected by the "trend", so they were afraid to stay away.

Including the Youth Association monks who fell to the ground and woke up, but no one dared to be the first to get up, they all felt a little complicated when they heard this, and recalled their own practices, is it a little biased?

Li Baifeng sighed slightly.

The Chongzhen he knows is a tyrannical and ruthless person, and his relationship with him can no longer be described by the word "bad".

And after Chongzhen's death, he found "another Chongzhen" in the process of investigation, a person who likes rabbits very much, has few friends, and is alienated and even isolated by everyone.

Today, the nocturnal Tibetan has spoken out another reverence. In this story, he persists, has perseverance, and is a tragic character who achieves his goals only to be hurt by his own achievements.

Which one is the real him?

Or is it every single one?

This question came to Li Baifeng's mind again, and he was a little embarrassed.

But after all, Chongzhen is dead.

When people die, everything is empty. (To be continued.) )