Chapter 647: The Heroes (2)
The royal court, each of the four princes is his master, and each of them has a group of people behind him.
In contrast, there were fewer people behind the crown prince, and except for Lifu following behind him, he never saw any other masters.
Miao Junfeng's heart is very serious about Huangfu Conglong's murderous intentions, even if Xu Qi is not dead now, he wants to kill him with his own hands. But now is not the time, that day will come sooner or later.
"It's time for us to enter the venue, and seeing the lineup of the royal court, I have a little expectation for this group of heroes." Miao Junfeng picked up the teapot on the table and shook it.
When Luo Qiankun saw Miao Junfeng's actions, how could he not know that he was urging himself.
"Okay, let's go. I also want to see if the current juniors are better than us back then. ”
"That's right! But before that, please let the old man help you make it easier. Although your role has changed, your appearance and temperament have not changed at all!
Erzhu, bring the makeup box prepared for the teacher! Miao Junfeng showed a sly smile to Luo Qiankun.
In less than a moment, under Miao Junfeng's ingenious technique, Luo Qiankun completely seemed to be a different person. At this time, his face was full of discouragement, and his half-white hair added a sense of vicissitudes to him.
"Erzhu, hand him the mirror!" Miao Junfeng is very satisfied with his work.
Taking over the mirror and seeing his own appearance in the mirror, Luo Qiankun opened his lips slightly, feeling incredible at Miao Junfeng's makeup skills.
It's not a simple change of appearance, but a change in your temperament.
"Miao Lao, your technique is really high!"
"Passing the award, it's just a small skill of carving insects. Let's go! Only with such an identity can we see them differently. ”
At the checkpoint guarded by the Golden Armor Guard, all those who show invitations will be allowed to enter, and those who do not have invitations, regardless of your identity, will be blocked.
"Who's that! We've seen it many times in the palace. I won't show the token, and it's just the three of us who will attend. ”
After Miao Junfeng said to the leading Jin Jiawei, the three of them swaggered in front of everyone.
"My lord, why doesn't he show the invitation and say a word to go in, but we can't?"
"Yes! Could it be that you have accepted his benefits? Or is he bigger than we are? ”
The people who were stopped were not happy, and under the coaxing of one or two leaders, they launched a rebuke to Jin Jiawei.
"Quiet! Entering is His Majesty's honored guest, Miaoming Miao! He has the Imperial Flame Decree given by His Majesty. He stayed in the palace for the past few days, and he accompanied His Majesty when he dined.
If any of you could be like him, he would have been let go at once. If not, please leave quietly, otherwise, Hugh will be merciless. ”
"Boom", and the murderous aura was released from him. The accessories hanging on his waist, after feeling the murderous aura of the master, "buzzed" and let out a sound of excitement.
The turmoil quickly subsided, and the queue became orderly again.
"Xiao Luo! Have you counted the people who came to the Heroes? How do I feel that the whole world is full of people! This is not normal! Miao Junfeng didn't like to be noisy, and when he came in, the number of people around him exceeded his expectations.
"I haven't counted either, and I've left all the things of the Heroes Club to Jiao'er to do. But you can imagine that if one talented person is followed by three people, ten talented people will need forty people.
There are at least hundreds of young talents invited by the Heroes, and multiplying this base by three, it is conservatively estimated that there will be thousands. That's still a lot of less. ”
"Luo Jiao, this girl, is bold enough! The more challenging things she found, the more interested she became. Maybe in her heart, in the absence of Miao Junfeng, the person who wants to win the crown the most is herself! ”
"You're right, this group of heroes, to put it bluntly, is held for Miao Junfeng. But now that the protagonist is gone, she, the designer, has to go into battle herself. ”
"Hmmm! Erzhu, did you hear it, such a touching story happened around us, for your sister Luo Jiao, the heroes will be much better than you have to represent the teacher. ”
"Huh? Master, you're not kidding! Half of my life was lost in Tongtian Pavilion that time, if I were to play in the Heroes Competition, wouldn't my whole life be lost here! ”
"Hey! How did I take on a disciple like you! There are outsiders here! Can't you just show the atmospheric point? The face of the teacher has been disgraced to you. Ahem, ahem..."
"Master, don't be angry, can't I play? You should always take care of yourself. Seeing Miao Junfeng coughing, Erzhu immediately stopped looking for a reason, and simply agreed to Miao Junfeng's request.
"Miao Lao, this apprentice of yours has received it well! No matter how much ability a person has, as long as this heart is true, as long as this person is true, it is not much worse than receiving a genius. ”
"Prizes! My apprentice will be a leader in the future, and my mark will be erased from him. He represents only himself, not me. ”
"Nope! Master! No matter what I achieve in the future, I will be a teacher for one day and a father for life. I represent myself and you, and I want to provide for you in retirement! ”
Erzhu's words made Miao Junfeng feel very pleased, this was his heartfelt words, not the words of a sloppy horse.
"Look, if you accept such an apprentice, you have nothing to do and have fun!"
As soon as Luo Qiankun's words fell, they met the delegation of the Western People's Kingdom.
The person leading the team is Miao Junfeng's old acquaintance, Prime Minister Bismarck.
The Legation of the Occidental Kingdom consisted of three parts, the Alliance, the Holy See, and the Sacrificial Temple. Since neither the Holy See nor the sacrificial hall obeyed anyone, the old and strong Bismarck took office and took up the role of leader of the mission.
"Xiao Luo, do you know who that chubby old man is?" Miao Junfeng pushed Luo Qiankun with his shoulder.
"I don't know, I think it's supposed to be a big shot."
"That's right, he's Bismarck, the iron-blooded prime minister, and the feared iron-blooded commander on the battlefield. The old man was fortunate enough to meet him. ”
"Hey! You said yesterday, today I only know that he was defeated by Miao Junfeng. If it weren't for the change in the imperial court, maybe we wouldn't have seen him here. ”
"Yes! It's a pity to be old. Miao Junfeng, that kid is coming to the city, why don't you take the city first and then return to the imperial capital? Or is he too kind! ”
"Miao Lao, if one day I raise troops to attack the imperial court, will you help me?"
"Don't help! I'm neutral. ”
"Then what if my reason for raising the army is to avenge Miao Junfeng?"
"Help! These turtle grandsons in the royal court should be beaten! ”
Luo Qiankun laughed embarrassedly, he found that the old man in front of him was a child's temper. Only on that day can he know what he really thinks in his heart.
"What do you think? I advise you not to fight old ideas. But the old man can promise you that if that day really comes, the old man will send two pillars to play, but only once. ”
"Then thank you Miao Lao. It really reassures me to have your words. ”