Master Luo, who fell to the stage, had lost his mobility and was lying on his back.

Black and red blood stained most of his clothes.

coupled with the extremely treacherous and depressing atmosphere on the field, no one dared to help him for a while.

Including his apprentice Rode.

The competition mechanism in this world is not perfect, anyway, no matter when you come to the stage, as long as you can win to the end, you can take over the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance.

Enthusiasm does not mean death.

Originally, the moment Master Luo appeared.

Everyone has given up the idea of competing for a position.

In the middle of the way, a Yun Feng popped up.

Dignified and decent.

How can you let a cult person be the leader of the martial arts alliance?

But what can be done.

I can't beat it.

Looking at Master Luo, who was still spitting blood on the ground, everyone closed their mouths in indignation.

Of course, there are also those who are not afraid of death to stand up.

Accuse Jiukui of not allowing cult people to participate in the martial arts conference.

In this regard, Jiukui said.

If you win, I'll listen to you.

If you can't win, shut up.

Knight: "......"

No matter how many people are against.

In the end, Jiu Kui still gave Yun Feng the wrench that symbolized the leader of the martial arts alliance.

The wrench was originally worn on the little finger of the wine king.

Yun Feng gestured.

I simply took it in my hand.

The wrench was too big for her to wear, and she didn't want to bring it.

Besides.

Jiukui also gave Yun Feng a jade pendant.

"This was originally planned by the uncle for his daughter, but ...... I'll give it to you now. ”

The moment Yun Feng became the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance.

Except for the people in their own family teachings cheering, the other people in the rivers and lakes were silent with their heads down, looking unconvinced.

Of course.

Yun Feng didn't need them to be convinced.

If there is really trouble, just take it out and beat it.

The cult style is full of style.

So much so that even if these people are not convinced, they dare not speak out on the surface.

As the leader of the martial arts alliance, there are a lot of things that need to be dealt with every day, and he can't leave the fixed place for too long.

I don't know how Jiukui used to fool around.

And that's not all.

The most excessive thing is that it is the so-called 'important things' that these people report.

It's nothing more than who and who are fighting with whom.

Whoever is talking to whomever is ruthless.

A group of dignified and upright chivalrous knights, in the end, make small reports everywhere like children.

Interesting?

"Alliance leader, he robbed me of something, so I chased and killed him!"

"You talk nonsense! Obviously, you chased and killed me inexplicably, so I robbed you of something to take revenge! ”

"You're spewing blood!"

"You wicked person sue!"

"You ......"

"Shut up!" Yun Feng roared viciously, slapped his hand, and the table turned into powder.

Yun Feng has been the leader of the alliance in this place for a year.

To be honest, I can't remember how many tables I smashed.

Because of her existence.

There is always a lingering yin in the house.

It's all cold in the summer.

This also leads.

There are more knights who come to report to her in the summer!!

Like the two in front of you.

Feeling that cold breath, their faces, more than panic, were a kind of comfort.

Kindness.

Come often in the future.

"Huh." Yun Feng half-squinted his eyes and angrily ordered the eviction, "Go out." Kill one and come back! ”

Two knights: "......??" "Do you say that?

By normal logic.

Shouldn't the two of them be transferred?

What is the operation of killing one and coming back?

"The alliance leader is not, maybe he didn't make it clear, I'll tell you again, we're in this situation......"

"Bang ——!!"

The two knights were kicked out of the room in the blink of an eye.

Look at each other in pairs.

There was a little confusion in his eyes.

The two of them sat on the ground, looked at the many cult members who came and went around him, and sighed.

When Blood Seven came to report the incident, the two knights had already left, leaving only the powder on the table in the room.

"Master." Blood Seven stepped on the powder and presented a letter. "It's from the Prime Minister's Office."

Prime Minister's Mansion?

Yun Feng irritably pulled the letter and unfolded it.

He glanced at it, then flung it back into Blood Seven's hand.

"What are you talking about?"

The Prime Minister's Mansion will write a letter to Yun Feng.

There was no one else except Huang Yuyu.

It is estimated that he has not seen Yun Feng for too long, and Huang Yuyu's dense brush block occupies the entire paper.

No.

More than one.

The last sentence of the letter was obviously incomplete, and Blood Seven seemed to have thought of something, and sure enough, he drew the other two from the envelope one after another.

The same is true for the other two sheets.

Dense words.

Yun Feng, who is too lazy to even finish the plane plot, how can he have the patience to watch this?

Generally, it is to shout blood seven to see, and then make a summary.

Blood Seven has always been clean and neat.

It's the same with talking.

Huang Yuyu wrote too much, and she wasted a lot of time when she read it, but it was much faster to sum up: "Miss Huang said that she misses you very much, and there is that she will get married next month, and I hope you can go to drink the wedding wine." ”

Yun Feng only read the word 'Master' at the beginning.

That's all there is to it.

But getting married?

"Who is the man?" Yun Feng asked.

After learning that it was a prince and nobleman, he breathed a sigh of relief.

It's not the male protagonist's melon skin.

"Pack your things, we'll leave tomorrow." It's a really uncomfortable place.

"Sect Master, we still have some accumulated official business to deal with before leaving." Blood Qi hurriedly called Yun Feng, who was about to go back to the room.

Yun Feng turned back slowly: "Where is it?" ”

Blood Seven pulled down the cloth on the side.

Moment.

A stack of ginseng books taller than a person occupied Yun Feng's entire sight.

Yun Feng: "......"

Jiu Kui never expected that he would be arrested after his abdication.

looked at Yun Feng with a gloomy face in front of him.

The wine kui sighed: "Doll, it's not that Uncle wants to leave you to get away, but who can stand being a vegetarian all day, and Uncle is not a monk......"

Yun Feng threw out something and interrupted him.

Jiukui subconsciously caught it.

When I touched it, I realized that something was wrong.

This......

Wasn't it the wrench he gave Yun Feng when he abdicated?

This is a wrench representing the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance, how can this girl be thrown around!

"Give it back to you."

Before the wine boss could preach with a straight face, Yun Feng suddenly said this.

Give it back to you......

Here you go......

You......

The wine kui instantly bounced up from the ground: "This can't be used as a joke!" ”

The wine kui resolutely refused.

It was precisely because of his non-cooperation that he was hit by Bangjia for the first time in his life.

Wait until the wine kui finally struggles to break the rope.

Yun Feng has long since run away.

Those people on the rivers and lakes never dreamed of it.

They fought to the death for that position, and they used everything to plot and do.

The result gets the one who got it.

actually stepped down and ran away!

Is this a human thing?

Yun Feng couldn't manage it so much, she looked at the mountain-like ginseng and her brain hurt, and she felt that her life was not as good as when she was not the leader of the alliance.

The original owner's wish was to dominate the rivers and lakes.

It doesn't matter how unified.

Anyway, it was once unified.

The mission has been accomplished.

And it's done brilliantly!

Now she's stepping down.

Love what's wrong.

The original owner's coffin board could no longer be pressed.

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