Tomorrow is the time when the Discussion Conference begins.

This can be said to be the most eye-catching thing in the world in the past ten years, and countless bright and dark eyes have all fallen on this mountain gate at this time.

And the disciples of Linglong Pavilion naturally did not dare to be idle, and on the last day, they were nervously preparing for the affairs of tomorrow's Dao Conference. This busyness has not diminished even in the middle of the night.

And the small courtyard on the mountainside of Chongju Peak, in such a busy, is so quiet that it is incompatible with it.

"Brother Song hugged the beauty today, Xu replaced the wine with tea, and toasted you. In the courtyard, Xu Han raised the teacup in his hand and said aloud to the young man in a wide purple robe.

"Brother Xu, don't make fun of Song. Song Yueming smiled bitterly and shook her head.

"What's the matter? Brother Song doesn't like that Xia Zichuan girl? I heard that she is one of the best beauties in Jizhou. Xu Han asked with a smile.

"But it's the same duckweed in the world, and Song is only doing his best. ”

When Xu Han heard this, he was slightly stunned, probably guessing the beginning and end of some things, he put down the tea cup in his hand and said no more.

"Tomorrow is the Dao Conference, how is Brother Xu preparing?" Song Yueming seemed to be a little unhappy with the atmosphere in the courtyard at this moment, and he spoke out to break the silence that had just risen between the two.

"How is Brother Song preparing?" Xu Han didn't answer, but asked instead.

Song Yueming was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Xu Han.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and finally stopped dwelling on this matter.

Song Yueming has Song Yueming's plan, Xu Han has Xu Han's plan, and the two have a tacit understanding to put away each other's thoughts and thoughts.

Without him, it's just because such a plan is too cruel for both of them after all.

"Brother Song really doesn't leave with Xu?" Xu Han couldn't help but ask this question after being silent for a while.

The purple-robed young man smiled when he heard this, "Brother Xu has Brother Xu's whereabouts, and Song has Song's way back." Linglong Pavilion has raised me for more than ten years, and Song can't help but repay this kindness. ”

Xu Han had argued with him several times about such a question, and he knew that although this young man was very arrogant on weekdays, he had a dedication of his own in his heart.

Therefore, after Xu Han watched Song Yueming count his breath, he still put away the idea of persuading again.

Seeing that Xu Han had closed his voice, the smile on Song Yueming's face became a little heavier.

"If I say goodbye today, I'm afraid I won't have the opportunity to sit against Brother Xu again. Tonight's beautiful scenery, but unfortunately there is no wine to accompany it. He sighed at the time.

"Brother Song wants to drink, how can he be without wine?" Xu Han smiled and shouted towards the inner room. "Brother Chu, how about giving me a little bit of your private wine?"

As soon as these words fell, he saw the door of the house there open, and Chu Qiuli, who was reluctant, walked out with a wine jar in his arms.

"Save some drinks, I'll just order wine. Chu Qiuli muttered.

Xu Han didn't care about this, he took off the seal on the wine jar and filled himself and Song Yueming with a bowl.

Then the two of them raised their glasses and drank them all.

Neither of them was actually a good drinker, and the wine that Chu Qiuli, the alcoholic, had hidden was something extremely strong. After this bowl of belly, the two of them felt that their stomachs were like fire, and their tongues were dry, but their hearts were inexplicably happy and comfortable.

At that time, the night was dark, and the moon was bright.

The two people in the courtyard looked at each other and smiled, and then drank several bowls of wine in a row, until the wine jar bottomed out, and Chu Qiuli on the side was heartbroken, as if he had been robbed of his little daughter-in-law. "Being able to get acquainted with Brother Xu is indeed a great joy in Song's life, but there is a difference with Jun Qianyan. Song Yueming stood up and said with a straight face towards Xu Han. "Song, take your leave. ”

"Take care. Xu Han also knew that the time had come, he stood up and said in a deep voice.

Song Yueming nodded, and then turned around and left.

Xu Han looked at the young man's body that was about to walk out of the courtyard, and suddenly called, "Brother Song!"

When Song Yueming heard this, her body stopped, and she turned her head to look at Xu Han suspiciously.

"Since Brother Song wants to help that girl, he can only do it if he wants to live a good life, he is entrusted by others and gives up halfway, but he is not a gentleman..."

Before Xu Han's words could be finished, he was interrupted by Song Yuemingsheng.

"Tomorrow, the Moon Lake Cave will marry her to me in front of everyone, he Moon Lake Cave is also a famous faction, I think I have to let that girl guard the tomb of Song for a year and a half. The young man smiled and said so.

With that, he turned around again and walked out of the courtyard without looking back.

Only Xu Han stood stunned.

Song Yueming...

He muttered the name, and his heart was already full of mixed tastes.

......

In the early morning of the second day, Xu Han was woken up from bed by Chu Qiuli's voice that was as loud as a landslide.

"What's wrong?" he asked, sleepily pushing open the door and looking at the middle-aged man with a surprised look on his face outside.

"The disciples of the Sword Holding Hall outside the house have withdrawn. Chu Qiuli said like this.

"Oh. Xu Han replied without being salty, and then closed the door.

"Xiao Han...", and Chu Qiuli's words were swallowed back alive because of this.

After about a hundred breaths, Chu Qiuli at the door had already scratched his ears and cheeks and thought about whether to break into the door, and the door opened again. And Xu Han, who had already changed into a neat robe, also walked out of the door at that time.

Xuan'er outside the house happily jumped on Xu Han's shoulder, Xu Han touched its head, picked up the towel hanging behind the door, used a copper basin to hold a basin of water, and walked to the corner of the yard, squatted down, and slowly began to wash.

Such an unhurried appearance was Chu Qiuli on the side.

"Xiao Han, this is a great opportunity, why don't we take advantage of this time to leave Linglong Pavilion quickly?" he was also a person who couldn't hold back things, and asked vigorously around Xu Han at that time.

"Ahhh Xu Han raised his head and opened his mouth, exhaling hard, and the water in his mouth blistered.

Then he hooked his head, spit it out, wiped the water stains on his mouth with a towel, and then turned his head to look at Chu Qiuli on the side.

"Why are you leaving?" he asked, puzzled.

"Didn't you ask me to contact those old departments just to leave Linglong Pavilion?" Chu Qiuli saw his inexplicable appearance, and his heart suddenly became more and more anxious.

"That's not right now. Xu Han stood up, dipped a towel in water, and wiped his face.

"When was that?"

Syllable!

After washing, Xu Han threw the towel into the basin.

He smiled.

"Find all the people you should be looking for. ”

......

The so-called conference on the Tao is, to a certain extent, a martial arts conference. Each sect sent its own young disciples to compete in the form of a ring match, and finally selected a leader.

Then, the representatives of all the sects got together to discuss some important matters, of course, this is the highlight of the Dao Conference, and only the Linglong Pavilion, as the first sect of the Great Zhou, is qualified to initiate such a grand event.

Of course, the strength of the young disciple's cultivation also determines the fate of a sect for decades to a certain extent, so it is extremely important to each sect in previous years, but this year, Chen Xuanji, the first disciple of Linglong Pavilion, returned to Chen Guo, and Fang Ziyu was angry again, but Linglong Pavilion, as the first sect, did not have a decent disciple to fight.

And the other major sects also had all kinds of thoughts about this matter, and they just sent extremely disciples to deal with the matter at will.

So when Xu Han left the martial arts arena with a very reluctant look on his face, all he saw were some second-rate or even third-rate sect disciples, who were fighting to the death there.

Although the quality of the competition is far less than in previous years, the people who watch the excitement, whether it is the disciples of the sect or those who come from afar, are not less than in previous years.

Xu Han didn't care about this, so he found a random position and watched from a distance, which was to pass the time.

At this moment, a commotion suddenly sounded in the crowd in the distance.

Xu Han followed the prestige, but saw several brocade-clothed boys, leading more than a hundred black-clothed armor soldiers, like a dark cloud, swaggering towards here.

Xu Han's eyes froze, and he suddenly found a familiar figure among the brocade-clothed boys.

But it was the eldest son of Lin who was seriously injured by him a few days ago, Lin Kai.

Xu Han frowned, he calculated very clearly at the time, it stands to reason that although Lin Kai's injury is not too serious, at least he will not be able to get out of bed and walk around for a few days, but now looking at him, he doesn't seem to be sick, but Xu Han is a little surprised.

And at this moment, Xu Han saw the other party, and the other party naturally saw him.

I saw that Lin Kai bowed his head to a black-clothed boy beside him, who was obviously the head of all the brocade-clothed boys, and said something in his ear, and his eyes glanced at Xu Han from time to time.

The handsome man in black nodded slightly when he heard this, so the armor behind him jumped out, broke through the crowd, and opened a road between him and Xu Han.

Most of the people on the field recognized the identity of this group of armor soldiers, so naturally they didn't dare to say much, so they could only look at the scene here from a distance, pointing and pointing for a while.

The group of brocade boys led by the black-clothed boy also swaggered to Xu Han's side, their expressions were arrogant, with great disdain and mockery, and Lin Kai, who had suffered a lot at Xu Han's hands, had a gloomy face and a cruel smile in his eyes.

"Your Excellency is Xu Han?" the black-clothed man led by him looked at Xu Han, squinted his eyes, and asked in a deep voice.

Xu Han knew that he was not good, so he simply ignored it, but looked at the two people who were fighting happily in the ring, and didn't seem to hear the question of the young man in black.

Seeing this, the black-clothed man suddenly had a cold light in his squinted eyes, but before he could attack, Lin Kai behind him stepped forward, pointed at Xu Han and scolded: "Boy, didn't you hear Young Master Zhu ask you?"

At this time, Xu Han turned his head as if he had just woken up from a dream, but his gaze crossed over everyone and fell on the shouting Lin Kai.

He suddenly smiled, and asked very familiarly.

"Lin Gongzi, are you getting better?"

(End of chapter)