"Boom!"

A loud crash came from the brightly lit courtyard of the villa.

It was as if the loud sound of a heavy object hitting the ground made the people who stood outside the villa and ran out to watch when they heard the movement look at each other.

"Which one is this?"

"It seems to be a place where Aikiru lives."

"What's going on?"

"Let's take a look!"

The crowd was crowded, and they were about to run up.

Suddenly, a large crowd of people poured out of the front.

Almost all of them are strong men who are nearly two meters tall and have fierce faces, but they are all wearing uniform short-sleeved uniforms.

The uniform is clearly printed with the words "the organizer of the XX Southern Hundred Cities Martial Arts League".

The group suddenly poured out of the darkness, and in a few breaths, the onlookers blocked the road leading to the villa.

"What? Do?! ”

In the group of strong men, a thin and small middle-aged man walked out with a straight face.

With his hands behind his back and a bright work card hanging on his chest, he is full of style.

"What do you do when you don't sleep at night, running out one by one?"

"Aikiliu is suspected to have been attacked, and we want to go over and take a look."

Someone from the Guwu Sect spoke in a deep voice.

"Oh."

The thin middle-aged man nodded and said, "You misunderstood, it was a sect that was discussing martial arts with the Convergence Airflow, and it had already applied to the organizing committee of the competition in advance, and it belonged to the normal and friendly pre-competition communication between the sects."

The thin middle-aged man was talking, and a loud "boom" suddenly sounded in the brightly lit villa behind him.

There seemed to be a mixture of muffled grunts and screams, followed by the laughter of some cheerful and contented old man.

"Hahaha-"

The laughter was as evil as a night owl, and many people had goosebumps when they heard it.

"Why do I sound like a Crane Demon with a poisonous hand?!"

Someone spoke with a puzzled look on his face.

"I sound like that guy laughs like that."

The crowd was gossiping and discussing, and the curiosity in their hearts suddenly became heavier.

But the person in charge of the organizer of the competition just didn't allow them to enter, and deliberately intimidated them - "If you don't disperse again, you will deliberately make noise and affect the rest of the contestants when you turn around, and you will be disqualified"!

Nima, that Liu Daoyuan laughed like a ghost in the house, don't you say that he affects other people's rest, say us?

The faces of the ancient martial arts sects were full of anger.

But after all, eating melons is not as important as the competition, so one by one can only endure their curiosity and scatter aggrievedly.

After everyone dispersed, Li Dong slowly paced out from the side.

The thin middle-aged man immediately greeted him, and the former praised him with a face full of approval.

"Very well done."

Turning his head to look in the direction of the villa, he could vaguely see a tall figure pushing a wheelchair out.

Li Dong hurriedly waved his hand to disperse, and they all retreated to the side.

He pulled the thin middle-aged man to stand in a dark corner, and solemnly instructed: "Anyway, don't let anyone affect the interest of the silver spear bearer tonight."

"Understood."

Hearing the words silver holding the spear, the expression of the thin middle-aged man seemed to suddenly become fanatical and adoring.

Li Dong thought for a while, and then said: "Those who have been beaten by adults are estimated to have complained to the Penglai Holy Envoy, what are you going to do?" ”

"Don't worry."

The thin middle-aged man patted his chest and replied confidently: "The Penglai Holy Envoy who can be contacted by those guys today counts me as losing."

I'm here. No one can disturb the silver spear-wielder. ”

"Have you ever thought about what to do when the Penglai Holy Envoy knows?"

"Better solution."

The thin middle-aged man had a disdainful face, and said, "That idiot who only collects money and plays with women, I have a hundred ways to fool him." ”

"That's good."

Li Dong listened to the other party's drip-tight arrangement and nodded with satisfaction.

At this time, the tall figure pushing the wheelchair had completely walked out of the villa.

Seeing each other, Li Dong and the thin middle-aged man immediately bowed and saluted, and their lowered cheeks were full of respect.

Night.

Huge and luxurious room.

"Hum—"

A pale blue curtain of light lit up in the dimly lit compartment in the corner, and a slight vibrating sound was heard.

The sound shattered the silence in the room.

On the large round bed, a sturdy figure sat up.

He is a middle-aged man with short braids, and the skin on his face is fair, smooth and without wrinkles, and it is impossible to tell the specific age.

The muscles of the naked upper body are well-proportioned and perfect, without the slightest fat, and the slight lifting of the hand gives people a sense of power like a wave pushing.

The man frowned and glanced in the direction of the corner compartment, his face flashing with displeasure.

With a cold face, he took off a few lotus root arms that were obsessed with him, and then got up.

I couldn't see his movements clearly, and his figure appeared on the floor in a snow-white bathrobe in a flash.

The man strolled towards the cubicle, his steps calm, like stepping on a cloud, and a clumsy silver ring on the middle finger of his right hand drooped casually, reflecting a little misty light from time to time.

Soon he walked into the cubicle, and the door of the cubicle behind him closed silently and automatically without wind.

The man walked up to the translucent light blue light curtain, tapped the light curtain casually, and soon a figure appeared on the light curtain.

It's a thin middle-aged man with a mediocre appearance and a somewhat nervous look.

"Do you know what time it is?"

The man with short braids looked at the thin middle-aged man in the light curtain with a displeased expression.

The latter immediately apologized: "The main thing is that something big happened, so I had to disturb the holy envoy"

"Big deal."

The pigtailed man snorted softly, "Where the fart is bigger, what big things can happen?" Say. ”

The thin middle-aged man didn't speak, but sent a briefing directly.

The pigtailed man swept casually.

Soon, his eyes condensed, and his mouth made a gasp of "hiss-".

[At 20:19, the Crane Sect challenged the Nandou Gate, seriously injuring one person of the Nandou Gate True Meaning Level, three people in the Martial Arts Realm, five people in the dirty practice, and two people in the bone training. 】

[20:42, the Crane Sect challenges the Heart Refining Sect, two people at the True Meaning level of the Heavy Sadness Refining Sect, four people in the Martial Arts Realm, one person who practices dirty, and two people who practice bones]

[21:15, the Crane Sect challenged the White Bird Gate, seriously injured one person at the White Bird Gate True Meaning Level, Martial Arts Realm. 】

[21:59, Crane Challenge. 】

Brush and brush down to the next battle report, a total of thirteen.

It's all information about the Crane faction challenging each faction and seriously injuring each other.

In less than four hours.

There were a total of thirteen sects, and a total of more than one hundred and fifty people were seriously injured by the Crane Sect, including thirty-nine martial arts realms and fifteen true intent level powerhouses!

"Crane Pie?! That crane faction of the poisonous crane demon Liu Daoyuan?! ”

"How dare he?"

"How did he do it?!"

In an instant, countless doubts popped up from the pigtailed man's mind.

There was a look of shock and disbelief on his face.

Looking at this battle report, he was stunned for a few seconds before he suddenly reacted, staring at the thin middle-aged man in the light curtain with a pair of eyes, and said in a cold tone: "Something so big happened, why did you tell me now?!" ”

The thin middle-aged man seemed to be frightened by the sudden outburst of the short-braided man, and replied with some fear and helplessness: "Didn't you repeatedly tell me that I must not disturb you after eight o'clock in the evening, and nothing can be done?"

I was also argued by the people of those sects below, and I really couldn't help it, and I didn't know how to deal with it, so I stubbornly bold."

"Alright, alright!"

Before the thin middle-aged man could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the man with short braids with an irritable and impatient expression.

It was indeed he who said it.

And now that it's happened, there's no point in dwelling on it.

The man with short pigtails had a gloomy face, and there was a cold glint in his eyes.

Although he didn't take this competition very seriously in his heart, as long as he could successfully complete the competition, a group of people would be selected to complete the task of this trip.

But many of the sects that were overturned by the Crane faction were "confessed" to him.

As soon as this matter is troubled, I know with my toes that many people will definitely come to him tomorrow to theorize and uphold justice.

When the time comes, you will be annoyed to death.

"Crane Pie! Yoo Do-won! ”

The more the pigtailed man thought about it, the more angry he became, and he couldn't help but slam his fist on the table in front of him.

"Bang".

The whole table immediately fell apart and shattered into pieces.

However, this smash made the short-braided man's thinking calm down.

His eyes flickered, and then he spoke to the thin middle-aged man in the light curtain, "You help me inform the people of the Crane Sect."

Tell them that they don't want to be disqualified from the competition, and they don't want to be unable to even get along in the southern martial arts world in the future.

Just come to me with enough sincerity."

In the light curtain, the thin middle-aged man didn't speak for a long time.

The man with short braids frowned, and said unhappily: "What, is there any problem?" ”

The thin middle-aged man shook his head and groaned for a while.

Then he slowly replied: "I forgot to report something to the Holy Envoy."

It was the crane faction that had applied to the organizing committee of the competition for withdrawal half an hour ago. ”

"What ?!!"

"11:57."

Lu Yuan stood under a street lamp, checked the time, and then half-jokingly said to Liu Daoyuan, who was in a wheelchair in front of him, "This is revenge and not overnight, right?" ”

"You name it."

At this time, Liu Daoyuan seemed to be drunk, his cheeks were slightly red, and he was lying in a wheelchair with squinting eyes.

The old god is here, indescribably satisfied and comfortable.

Lu Yuan rarely saw Lao Liu's appearance, and his eyes smiled softly.

Then he thought about it and said, "The anger is also out, then I won't go to the competition tomorrow."

"Something?"

The look of satisfaction on Liu Daoyuan's face retracted, and he opened his eyes and looked at him to ask.

Lu Yuan didn't hide it, and an unknown and stressful figure unconsciously appeared in his mind, and nodded.

"Yes."

"Then you just go and leave me alone."

Liu Daoyuan waved his hand, looking anxious to drive him away.

"There's no rush yet."

Lu Yuan replied casually

Then he looked up at a brightly lit place in the distance, and said slowly: "I have been pressed by another thing all this time.

The mind is uncertain, so I ignore a lot of clues.

Just now, when I was angry with you for the teacher, I was concentrating on helping you beat people, and my mind was clear, but I accidentally figured out one thing. ”

Liu Daoyuan was surprised, "What's the matter?" ”

"It's this contest."

Lu Yuan turned his head, looked at Liu Daoyuan with a calm expression, and said word by word: "Who is instigating behind the scenes, deliberately fanning others to target the Crane Sect, targeting. Teacher you!. ”

Liu Daoyuan's face was expressionless, and he sat up straight little by little.

The two looked at each other.

"So, do you have any idea who it is?"

Lu Yuan didn't answer, but asked Liu Daoyuan instead, "Did the teacher think of who it is?" ”

Liu Daoyuan looked stunned.

Then he avoided Lu Yuan's gaze, and his eyes were lowered.

After being silent for a while, he slowly spoke: "Naturally, I thought of it. It's just that I'm not sure. ”

"My teacher and I should be thinking of the same person."

Lu Yuan exhaled, put his hands on the back of the wheelchair, and pushed Liu Daoyuan to walk slowly in the direction he came.

He said softly, "The teacher will bring someone back tomorrow."

Wait until I'm done with this matter.

This last field. I'll get it back for you. ”

Liu Daoyuan didn't speak, lowered his head slightly, and let out a low "um".

It's like a promise.

There's still a daytime, I've written a lot today, and I can't really write anymore

(End of chapter)