Shen Shi finally arrived, Nangong Yu couldn't chat with this brother-in-law, and the sea of people seemed to flow.

Nangong Yu and Ran Tianxing walked side by side in front, Bai Ma Xiao and the three of them walked together, and the three of them walked together with the person who almost killed him a few minutes ago, and there was a trace of weirdness in this peace and quiet.

The sea of people moved very slowly, and there were two people like ticket inspectors at the gate of Wuzong's Mansion, slowly verifying everyone's identity. Nangong Yu and Ran Tianxing, the two heads, were not in a hurry, chatting and laughing, but Bai Maxiao, who followed closely, did not have such a good attitude.

It has been two months since the three of them entered Nangong Yumen, except for the night when they were drunk, it was the first time they saw her smiling and chatting with others, and the other party was still a sloppy middle-aged uncle.

Although it's a brother-in-law, it's normal to be so familiar, but I've never heard her mention it in the past two months, which is really strange.

However, Bai Ma Xiao obviously thought more than Nie Jianfeng and Jian Yin, and he quietly asked Ran Jindao, "Your master...... Is it the emperor?"

Ran Jin's expression was stunned, as if he had been fed a spoonful of unclean things, and turned his head to look at him very slowly, "You...... Say what?"

It was evident in his tone that he didn't understand why he had such strange questions.

"My master, she is the county lord, isn't her sister the current queen......?

Ran Jin didn't speak, Jian Yin couldn't listen anymore, and said angrily, "Are you stupid?

"That's right. As an only child, Bai Maxiao didn't react for a while, and asked Xiang Ran Jin again, "Is your master really my master's brother-in-law?"

These words are quite tongue-twisting, Ran Jin frowned slightly, and suddenly stood still.

At this time, he was carrying the Tianpu Sword, and the long sword body stretched out behind him, so that the person who followed closely behind him could not stop his steps, and his face was directly loaded with the sword head.

Fortunately, this sword did not have a tip, otherwise it would have been a tragic accident.

But it hurt enough, and the people behind immediately scolded him, the first sentence was to scold him for bumping into himself, and the next dozens of sentences were to scold him for standing still.

This vast sea of people was too crowded, this Ran Jin stopped, and even the people who were with him stood still, and it was blocked in an instant.

Bai Maxiao didn't know what kind of nerves he had, so he suddenly stood there and didn't move, but seeing that his expression was painful, beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his forehead, and he was gritting his teeth and enduring something.

"What's wrong with you? Could it be a sudden urgency?" Bai Maxiao looked at him and joked, but his expression became even more uncomfortable after hearing this.

Bai Maxiao has experienced the urgency of urine, and when he is really anxious to get there, he can't listen to the key words about urine at all, and he can't help it when he says it.

But in the current situation, how can he be qualified to solve it?

One of Ran Jin's junior disciples stepped forward to look at him and shouted loudly, "Master! Senior brother he ......."

Ran Tianxing noticed the movement behind him, turned his head to look at Ran Jin, strode back, and rudely squeezed all the surrounding crowds away, causing another scolding.

He came to Ran Jin, observed his face, and said in a deep voice, "Jin'er, concentrate, don't be disturbed by the outside world!"

Bai Maxiao continued to say unknowingly, "My master's brother-in-law, it's useless for you to let him concentrate, it's not good to suffocate. Why don't you find a bottle and let him solve it here. ”

As soon as he finished saying this, Ran Jin suddenly snorted and fell to the ground on one knee, only to see that his hand carrying the Heavenly Waterfall Sword was trembling, and he saw that Bai Ma Xiao also had a hint of urine.

"Fan'er. Nangong Yu came to the front and said in a low voice, "Shut up." ”

Ran Tianxing didn't mean to blame Bai Maxiao, he kept looking down at Ran Jin and shook his head, his eyes were full of disappointment.

Holding urine is uncomfortable for anyone, and it hurts the body. Bai Maxiao couldn't understand Ran Tianxing's disappointment, and was about to speak for Ran Jin, but heard Nangong Yu say, "Brother-in-law, Jin'er is not deeply involved in the world, so he shouldn't be too demanding." ”

"I can't calm down with this little interference, how can I do something big in the future?" Although he said this, Ran Tianxing obviously softened, he picked up the Tianpu Sword from Ran Jin's shoulder and carried it on his shoulder, but saw that Ran Jin's pain was really swept away, leaving only the lost expression on his face.

Ran Tianxing sighed, didn't say anything more, and walked straight to the gate with his sword, without paying any more attention to this big apprentice.

The rules of the Heavenly City Sword Sect are really strict, can't you hold back your urine to be so angry?

Bai Maxiao still didn't see what was going on, he complained to himself, stretched out his hand to pat Ran Jin, and comforted, "Don't be too sad, I don't believe that your master never pees, this person is normal......"

Ran Jin glared at him, at that moment his eyes were full of resentment and disgust, Bai Ma Xiao didn't know what he said wrong, only to see him stand up suddenly, and follow the master without looking back, and the two Heavenly City disciples behind him also glared at him angrily, and followed without saying a word.

Bai Ma Xiao only felt that this sect was very inexplicable, and he cast a gaze for help to Nie Jianfeng, hoping to find resonance on his face, but who knew that he just glanced at him, and helplessly followed Nangong Yu to shake his head and leave.

He looked at Jian Yin again, but saw Jian Yin looking at the backs of the people of the Heavenly City Sword Sect and muttering, "Heavenly Waterfall...... It's kind of interesting......"

"What do you see?"

Jianyin came back to his senses, thought about it, and smiled, "It's nothing, let's go." ”

One by one, why don't they tell him anything?

Bai Ma Xiao puffed out his mouth angrily and asked in his heart, "Soul Couple, what do you see?"

"It's because you're so stupid, at first glance you thought he was holding his pee, so you stuck in and couldn't get out. It was clear that there was something wrong with his sword. ”

"His sword? I've known his sword was weird. ”

"It's not the same. At that moment, that Ran Jin didn't seem to be able to raise his sword anymore. ”

......

After a long queue, when all the participating sects arrived at the venue, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon, and it took two hours before it started, which was really tiring.

The whole Wuzong Mansion is very large, divided into the inner field and the outer field, the outer field is a circle around the high platform of the infield, about ten stories high, the seats on the high platform are arranged in a stepped shape, a bit like a modern football field, and the inner field is composed of nine rings, eight of which are squares about ten meters long, rotating around the ring in the middle that is twice as large, from the audience of the outfield, the nine rings are like eight petals and a flower heart.

On the periphery of the ring was a ring of huge horns, unknown for what purpose.

At this time, the outfield was already full of people, some sects only came to the head of the sect and the three disciples who participated in the conference, and some dragged their families and all the people to go out, just for the half month of free food and lodging.

In addition, there are countless large and small gangs in Guangdong Province, so it has created this overcrowded scene today, and it is only at this moment that there is no distinction between the various sects, from the Hanmo Sword Sect to the Yellow Turban Gang, all gathered in the same position without discrimination.

At this time, the only thing that stood tall was the north of the outfield of Wuzong's Mansion, a huge independent building with twenty floors high, twice as high as the outfield auditorium, enough to make the people on the top of this pavilion ignore everything, this pavilion is more like a watchtower, only the wide observation deck at the highest point is the only useful place for this pavilion, at this time a middle-aged man in a dark green robe is sitting in it, there is a row of maids standing on both sides, tea, fruit plates, and long-handled fans are all available, it looks so imposing.

That person, Bai Ma Xiao, knew the bishop of the Guangdong branch of the Apostolic Society of the Snake God Sect - the old monster Ding surnamed Ding.

Bishop Ding, who knelt at his feet and begged for mercy two months ago, could not have imagined that this thing would sit proudly on a high place and look down on the entire Guangdong martial arts at this time, maybe this is the real fox and fake tiger.

As soon as there are many people, the scene is bound to be chaotic, at this time it is full of people, in the crowded crowd, Nangong Yu is still calm and calm with Na Ran Tianxing, both of them have the demeanor of a grandmaster, and they are not moved by the surrounding environment at all.

At this time, in the big ring in the middle of the infield, a group of people walked up, they were wearing Ming Dynasty official uniforms, they looked like a group of military attachés, and the person at the head was dressed luxuriously, obviously their leader.

With the appearance of this group, many soldiers in armor immediately ran from all directions, surrounding the nine rings, including many trumpeters.

I saw that the leader raised a hand, and a circle of horn hands outside the ring immediately blew the huge horn in front of him, and for a while a deafening horn sounded in the venue, instantly overshadowing all voices, and everyone subconsciously quieted down.

About half a minute later, the sound of the horn stopped, and the audience fell silent. The leader put down his hand and spoke aloud, but the venue was so big that the people in the audience could only hear him talking, but they couldn't hear what he was saying at all.

After he finished speaking, a circle of soldiers outside the ring immediately shouted in unison, "This official is the commander of the Guangdong Martial Arts Division-Yang Ming!

Although this method of human amplification is very primitive and rudimentary, the effect is still there, and there are more than 200 soldiers in this circle, facing different directions, so that the audience seats in the outfield circle can be covered by this loud chorus of shouts.

As soon as the voice fell, people in the crowd stood up one after another, walked out of the outfield, and walked towards the ring in the infield.

Ran Jin beside him also stood up, and just when Bai Ma Xiao felt that it was none of his business, Nangong Yu looked back at him, "Fan'er, don't you want to go?"

Bai Ma Xiao was slightly stunned, "Me?"

"Shanyu is not here, you are the big disciple. ”

Bai Maxiao reacted to this problem at this time, and said in his heart that it was really time for this hot potato to disappear, and he could have sat comfortably and waited for the result, but he didn't expect it to be his second turn.

Although he was reluctant, Nangong Yu called him by name, and he couldn't refuse, so he had to pouting and stand up and follow Ran Jin.

When the two passed by Ran Tianxing, they were stopped by him.

Ran Tianxing returned Ran Jin's Heavenly Waterfall Sword to him, and said meaningfully, "You must learn to restrain yourself." Hold your heart firmly in your hands!"

Ran Jin looked at this heavenly waterfall and fell into deep thought, and Bai Maxiao on the side said inexplicably, "It's just to go up to the stage to get a number, you don't need to bring such a big sword up, right?"

Ran Tianxing glanced at him, and said, "A swordsman is always a swordsman, and if the sword leaves, his life is not in his hands!"

His words were very meaningful, Ran Jin hesitated for a moment, but still reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword, not knowing what he was thinking, and suddenly with a force, he raised the Tianpu Sword.

Ran Jin and Ran Tianxing, the two masters and apprentices, both stared at the sword, with a relieved smile on their faces.