In the square, the surrounding chatter finally faded down.

Qiao Xiping stood on the stage, looking down at Du Hai condescendingly, and his smile became bigger and bigger: "Admit defeat? Hahahahaha, okay! Those who know the times are Junjie! You have a little brain!"

The temperament phantom behind him finally faded and disappeared, but if you compare it with before the game, you can find that the phantom has condensed a lot, and obviously his cultivation has improved again. This is the law of this world, as long as you pretend to be good, even if others don't say it, or even think that you are an enemy, as long as you have a thought in your heart and feel that he is handsome, it will definitely have the effect of improving your cultivation.

Qiao Xiping was indeed slapping Luo Yan City's face just now, and it was a crackling sound, but even if the people in Luo Yan City annoyed him and didn't want to see him anymore, they had to admit that he had just made a move that was very domineering and very gentlemanly! Therefore, it is natural that his cultivation can be improved after the battle.

The more Qiao Xiping thought about it, the more proud he became, and after laughing, he picked up the clothes on the ground and put them back on, paused for a moment, and asked as if he remembered something: "Oh, by the way, you still have one person who hasn't played, right? I think you can just send someone up, otherwise I have to wait for Zuoqiao to play, then I won't have to wait until next year?"

At the moment when Qiao Xiping's words fell, a voice suddenly sounded outside the crowd: "What's the hurry, didn't I come." ”

The onlookers had already surrounded the square on the third floor and the outer three floors, but the small sound outside the crowd was very clear, and inexplicably suppressed all the sounds nearby.

In such silence, the crowd lined up like a wave, and even took the initiative to give way from far and near, and only then did the audience standing in front see the appearance of the person who spoke.

The man was dressed in a black, tattered robe, enveloping his entire body, and his face was covered with a tattered mask, which was obscured by the shadow of the hood, and it was the left bridge that had not been there for a long time!!

His voice was hoarse, his steps were slow, and he walked through the crowd to the square. Although he didn't say a word, he held the whole scene. The vast crowd of onlookers on both sides watched him walk towards the square step by step, and their minds were a little confused listening to the meaning of what he had just said, and the black-robed man in front of him seemed to be Zuoqiao. But the image of this black-robed man is too different from the impression of Zuoqiao in their hearts!

This black-robed man is about the same size as Zuoqiao, but compared to Zuoqiao's fat, the black-robed man feels strong. Even his height and body shape walked with such unhurried and unhurried steps, but it gave everyone a heroic and majestic feeling, this body shape, this aura, how could it be Zuoqiao?!

Qiao Xiping also thought so, and with an IQ of fifty, his way of dealing with questions has always been simple and rude, so he opened his mouth and asked: "Stop! Who are you?!"

Zuo Qiao's footsteps did not stop, and his voice was low and steady: "Don't you all want to meet someone on my left? Why, you can't recognize me when you put on a mask?" The logic of the second half of his sentence is comparable to the sentence 'You can't eat breakfast on an empty stomach', why can God still recognize you wearing a mask?

Qiao Xiping didn't have that kind of knowledge, and his attention was decisively shifted to the mask by Zuoqiao: "You said you are Zuoqiao, right? Who knows if he is too scared to play, and just spend money to find someone to die for him? You took off the mask and let me see it!"

"Forgive me. Zuo Qiao said, "Why is it so troublesome to prove my identity!" As he spoke, his body shook slightly, and a temperament phantom also rose behind him, but there was only a second-level cultivation in the first realm, which was far less clear than the players who had played before.

In this world, the temperament phantom is like the DNA on the earth, which can be directly used to confirm a person's identity, if it is not for the use of secret techniques, the same temperament phantom will never appear, so as soon as his temperament phantom appears, his identity does not need to be doubted.

As for the mask, no one is allowed to wear it, right? Zuoqiao was killed and was not ready to take it off.

However, at the moment when Zuoqiao's identity was confirmed, a shout suddenly sounded in the originally calm crowd of spectators: "You still dare to come!!?!

"You still have the face! Isn't it shameful enough?"

"It's because of you that we lost this game!"

There weren't many such shouts, but every one was clear. Several young people who looked like little hooligans even shouted and picked up stones and debris on the ground and threw them towards the left bridge.

Zuoqiao did not dodge or dodge, allowing the stones to fall on him like raindrops, and his body only shook slightly under the intensive blows, and his originally slow steps were even more staggering.

His cloak, which had already been a little dirty, was now even more gray, and a few patches of dust were oozing blood.

However, Zuoqiao still walked forward silently, without superfluous movements or words, but it was such a silent and persistent move forward, but his body gradually condensed a silent majestic momentum.

At the moment when Zuoqiao's identity was confirmed, everyone present felt very happy, but the onlookers and most of the Fanyue teachers and students were mixed, and the two young masters of Shi Manman, Du Hai and the Qiao family were only happy.

Du Hai was still having a headache a second ago, how should he deal with Zuoqiao's incoming, and suddenly saw Zuoqiao appear, his expression was almost untensed, and he whispered to Shi Manman: "It's here! This idiot is really here!"

Shi Manman was also very beautiful, snorted, his eyes rolled, and he fiddled with the foxtail flower on his head and said: "That's why you don't look at who I am!

Du Hai nodded again and again and gave a thumbs up: "Shi Da Beauty is incomparably charming! But this Zuoqiao's popularity is really a bit second!" Du Hai didn't expect that Zuoqiao had become so infamous that people would throw bricks on the road.

Shi Manman gave him a blank look: "Isn't it all your credit for his popularity?

Du Hai felt that he was wronged: "I didn't toss and turn over this little boat of friendship alone! Besides, I only found a few people at most to secretly spread some rumors about him, and now so many people don't want to see him, and even smash him bricks, isn't it still up to him?"

"You don't have to explain to me, I'm not interested" Shi Manman said, "Anyway, the old lady, I just don't like him, I just want to him!"

Du Hai raised his hand to make a surrender suit: "Okay, okay, don't talk about this, but don't forget to send him the foxtail flower for a while!"

"Got it, got it!" Shi Manman said impatiently, "You just wait and see! Today is the day when his left bridge is completely ruined!"

Qiao Xiping on the stage was also very happy to see the left bridge. To say that he is also majestic enough today, he first singled out a group of people, and then pretended to be promoted, but he just felt dissatisfied.

Condescendingly watching the left bridge under the stage staggering towards him step by step against the 'rain of bullets', Qiao Xiping felt a strong sense of satisfaction in his heart, and said to himself: "Don't blame me, it stands to reason that you are already abolished, and our previous grievances and grievances should be written off, but since it is related to Miss Gui, then don't blame me for not being able to keep you!"

Thinking of Miss Gui's beauty that is not like the world, as well as the generosity of being able to teach him such secret skills as [Hidden Ghost Hand] at will, Qiao Xiping felt more and more that he was too witty, and if it was done, it would be a life-changing beat, that is, he married Bai Fumei and walked on the peak of life, just thinking about it made his saliva come out.

However, it didn't take long for him to be complacent, but he found that the stones thrown at the left bridge from the audience gradually became less and less - like a farce, which began inexplicably, and ended inexplicably before the climax arrived.

"What's the matter? Why don't you throw it away?" Du Hai, Shi Manman, and Qiao Xiping were all confused.

All these changes did not have any effect on the left bridge, and he still walked forward so resolutely, not depressed by the invective attacks of the crowd, nor rejoiced that the invective stopped.

But just as he was silently moving forward, the temperament phantom behind him actually emitted a faint fluctuation, and the pillar of momentum that had turned orange due to everyone's abuse gradually brightened, turned yellow, and gradually deepened.

"Zuoqiao is so handsome" Finally, among the onlookers, a girl made such an exclamation.

What's even more amazing is that there are still a large number of people who nodded along with deep understanding.

Zuoqiao's current appearance has nothing to do with handsomeness, his clothes are shabby and dirty, his body is full of bloodstains, and even a little embarrassed, he wears a mask and doesn't even dare to show his face, and his steps are slightly staggering, but this is Zuoqiao, but his whole body exudes a sense of mystery that they have never seen.

His clothes are shabby but difficult to hide the vicissitudes of life, wearing a mask but a straight waist, his steps are faltering but determined, and he is stunned by the appearance of a beggar gang with a bag of elders, which makes this product control the temperament of a battlefield veteran who has experienced the vicissitudes of life, giving people the feeling of being a Rambo version of Brother Sharp.

The dean of the restaurant finally smiled, and smiled at Du Yingfei: "This kid is a bit of a doorman, huh?"

Du Yingfei also looked downstairs with a smile: "He's really here! Don't say it, he should be particular about his clothes." "In this world, the masters are more tricky, after all, they have never eaten pork and watched the pig run, and they also know a little about the doorway in the clothes, and they can see the mystery in the cloak of Zuoqiao at a glance, "It's not that I'm laughing at him, with his current size, even if he covers all his body in his clothes, the visual effect has to be like a roast suckling pig with a cloth, but he can hide this fat body very well, this kid really has some means!"