Tang Luo walked down the stairs slowly, only to find that everyone was looking at him with a look of surprise, even the arbitrators who had been guarding at the Buxiao table without squinting, also looked this way.

The look was as astonished as if they had seen a monster, and perhaps in their minds, it was common sense that the drinkers upstairs should lower their voices and lean behind the window.

In fact, this group of arbitrators also knew that even if they said that everything would be business as usual, no one would dare to do the same, or rather, they didn't want people to do business as usual at all, otherwise, how to show their rights and status in the county.

So, even if they just see a guest walking down the leaky body as usual, they will turn their heads to look at it, as if asking: How dare you?

Oh, ugly people in power, they say that everything is business as usual, but they don't want to feel the joy of power from other people's restraint all the time, such a group of people are the peripheral forces of Wusheng Mountain, and it seems that this Wusheng Mountain is not very smart.

He came to the trembling shopkeeper as usual, patted him on the shoulder and asked, "Shopkeeper, how to get to the West Building?"

Showing a smile that was more ugly than crying, the shopkeeper raised his trembling hand and pointed towards the west corridor in the hall, but his heart was full of despair, he only felt that the passing years were unfavorable, and the son in front of him really had no eyesight, which really killed himself.

Tang Luo didn't notice so much inner drama, and after thanking him, he wanted to leave, but there was a voice behind him, "Please slow." ”

The people in the hall suddenly looked terrified, and more than a dozen black shadows appeared around them as if they were teleporting.

It turned out that the one who spoke was actually the Holy Son, who had been quietly meditating, Buxiao.

"What's the matter?" Tang Luo turned his head and looked at the Holy Son not far away, and asked without humility or arrogance.

Bu Xiao waved his hand at the arbitrator who surrounded him and said, "Stand out." ”

After carefully examining Tang Luo for a while, he asked uncertainly, "Have we met somewhere?"

Everyone in the hall was shocked, thinking that Bu Xiao stopped Tang Luo to punish this unruly foreign son, but they didn't want it to be like this.

For a while, the faces of the arbitrators who were originally not good-faced changed, after all, how could the person who could be remembered by the Holy Son be the son of an ordinary family, maybe the Kunwu Arbitration Institute could be proud of all the families in Longzhou, but it still retained a lot of awe for those heirloom sects and holy places.

Tang Luo's unreasonableness just now that they think about it now, they have become the confidence of the Holy Land Heavenly Sect, no wonder.... The arbitrators suddenly came to their senses, and then took two steps back without a trace, and some of them even had smiles on their faces.

It's really .... What about reality.

Tang Luo looked at the contrast between the arbitrators around him, felt a little funny, and said to Bu Xiao: "Six years ago, Xiling Tang Luo, the Holy Son still has an impression?"

From the time he led the team to Wusheng Mountain, he considered meeting Bu Xiao, although he didn't want to admit it, but when he arrived on Bifang Mountain, he would still be recognized, so he would simply explain it here, I just hope that this holy son has the world in mind and is not too curious about the congenital leakage six years ago.

But this expectation was obviously disappointed, and after hearing Tang Luo's self-introduction, Bu Xiao actually stood up from his seat with a hint of surprise on his face.

The drinkers in the hall seemed to have seen a ghost, and they searched for information about Xiling in their minds, but they couldn't think of any powerful sects and holy places there.

There was a bit of confusion on Bu Xiao's face when he stood up, he finally remembered why Tang Luo's face was so familiar, six years ago, he walked the world for Wusheng Mountain, and brought the qualified sons from all over the world into the outer door, and met a special congenital leakage when he passed through Xiling, so he consulted a lot of classics after returning to Wusheng Mountain, and finally couldn't find the cause and effect.

Although this kind of thing did not make him have to find out, Zong Gui was deeply impressed, and when he saw Tang Luo again at this time, he finally recalled this familiarity, and couldn't help asking, "You are also here to participate in the martial arts conference?"

"That's right. ”

"Aren't you....?" Bu Xiao was even more confused, obviously he was born with a leaky body, but he was able to come to participate in the Longzhou Youth Martial Arts Conference, could his original judgment be wrong?

Remembering that he hadn't found a precedent in the classics at all, he suddenly became extremely curious about Tang Luo, and was about to ask, when a huge shout suddenly came from the third floor.

"Shopkeeper, hurry up and arrange ten more girls for me, time is pressing, it doesn't matter if you are not a Qingqi person!"

Hearing this voice, Bu Xiao's face turned blue, and Tang Luo's expression was extremely complicated.

I haven't seen you for a few years, and this product really hasn't grown at all!

No one responded so that the guests on the third floor noticed that something was wrong, a head poked out from the window on the third floor, and a pair of peach blossom eyes showed a few wisps of confusion, as if they were wondering why the shopkeeper was sending people up, why Chunxiang Building was so quiet.

The people on the first floor were also looking up at the moment, wanting to see which guest who was carried away by lust was so presumptuous and dared to speak out in front of the Holy Son.

As soon as Xu Laoying, who had strong eyesight, poked his head out, he found Bu Xiao with an unkind face, after all, the purple hair was still too eye-catching, but before he could say hello, he found the person in the crowd who had his head aside.

After all, when everyone raised their heads like sunflowers, a person who turned his head away was really unique, so Xu Laoying took a second look.

"Cousin!"

The excitement was overflowing, Yuanzhou's swordsman didn't even have time to walk the stairs before he floated down from the window, quickly tidied up his belt and clothes and pants during the landing, and put his arms around Tang Luo's neck while landing, and rubbed Tang Luo's hair with the other hand, recounting his thoughts: "A few years ago, I heard that the water in Longzhou was rushing to death, but I think you are so clever, and there should be no problem if the Tang clan is so strong!" Sure enough, later I heard that you defeated the Mi Clan, and also set up a Longxi Alliance, saving tens of millions of refugees, everyone said that the Tang Clan was benevolent and righteous, and my cousin was proud to have a relative like your Tang Clan, you are really amazing!"

Xu Laoying was happy and enthusiastic, but Tang Luo couldn't laugh, Yuanzhou Xu was actually very close to his concept, they all took the road of controlling the clan but treating the common people well, if Xu Laoying knew that this flood in Longzhou was made by the patriarch, I don't know if he could be so happy.

Pushing away Xu Laoying, who was overly excited, Tang Luo broke free from the crook of his arm, straightened his hairstyle, and said angrily: "Go away, go away, mess up my hair!"

Xu Laoying, who was pushed away, was not annoyed, but was as excited as he found a new continent: "Ah, cousin, you have so much strength!"