This martial arts gathering was unique, as if it was not to discuss how to deal with the enemy, and no one raised this topic, but kept greeting politely, and the atmosphere was cheerful, as if they were going to celebrate something. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Lin Yuantu sat on the usual seat, which was the first position next to the side, higher than all the other seats, the first convener of the meeting, the owner of this house, Wang Lao Hero, who could sit next to him, was naturally recognized as the number one master of the Southeast Martial Arts, and because Lin Yuantu's Lin family did not have a special territorial power, no one had ever raised any objections. And today, all the heroes here squint and peek at Lin Yuantu from time to time, and there seems to be an undercurrent turbulent under the calm scene.

It was almost noon, but I saw several sons of Wang Laoying accompanying their uncles to talk about the past, but Wang Laoying himself was nowhere to be seen. Suddenly, Lin Yuantu's eyebrows were raised, his ears moved slightly, and he was the first to hear a string of faint horses' hooves coming in this direction, his heart moved slightly, and he glanced at everyone in the field, and everyone met Lin Yuantu's eyes under a peek, and suddenly turned away as if nothing happened, and continued to say some inexplicable words to the people next to him. The string of horses' hooves from far to near, the horses were extremely fast, one after another, and the people in the field reacted in turn with the depth of their skills, and the voices in the field gradually disappeared, and they began to return to their original positions.

Sure enough, after a while, the sound of crackling and stomping in front of the door gradually started, and everyone was deaf and clear-sighted, knowing that the person who came had already surrounded the house, and the other party was so powerful, it was not necessarily that he could really leave you behind, but to make a momentum and give everyone a posture of a superior person. Of course, most of the people in the field have secretly exchanged letters with people and have also obtained Fujian's new normal, and the more benefits promised under the new situation are not really alarmed, but after all, there is no direct contact, I don't want the other party to be so arrogant, and I don't want to give the local tycoons a little face, I can't help but feel angry, thinking that I want to weigh you today.

Everyone in the audience was thinking about it, when they heard a long laugh coming in. Before anyone arrives, the voice arrives first, and the voice grabs people: everyone has been waiting for a long time! The meaning of the words seems to be apologizing to you, but the tone of the words is completely opposite. The owner of the voice did not give the crowd time to react, and the man had already entered the door. The first thing everyone in the field saw was Dongfang Hua who came to attend in full costume first, but their attention was first attracted by a person behind Dongfang Hua, only to see a tall old man in a purple robe, who never saw a bent waist as if it had been broken, and the front robe fell to the ground as if it was a foot away, and there was always a majestic look on his face, but now he was smiling again and again, it was the old hero Wang who had never appeared.

As soon as the two appeared, Wang Laoying's two sons immediately stepped forward and stood behind Dongfang Hua and his father, as the master of the family, they were as obedient as servants. This is everyone who can't help but feel shocked and come back to their senses to look at today's absolute protagonist Dongfang Hua, only to see: golden ring hair, face like powder, flying corners of the eyes, looking forward to self-heroism, sword eyebrows are picturesque, flame-like cinnabar is dotted between the eyebrows, the nose is like a hanging gall, the mouth is like a water chestnut, the sideburns are distinct, a white dress, a long body and jade, holding a folding fan, a good Lang Jun. Although most of the people in the field had private exchanges, it was the first time to see them, and a few were even more surprised, thinking about it in their hearts, Chinese New Year's Eve has been a number of bloody cases, and the burning of the Shaolin Courtyard is made in such a person, so white and slender, suitable for holding a folding fan.

Lin Yuantu unconsciously narrowed his eyes, his slender fingers stroked the hilt of the sword, and the five fingers unfolded and grasped in rhythmic order, and the cold on his body became heavier and heavier, until the people around him felt the cold and hurriedly retreated, and everyone in the field began to notice this. Lin Yuantu stood up slowly, his thin lips pursed, his eyes stared directly at Dongfang Hua, and he didn't speak, as if he was waiting for the other party to perform.

Dongfang Hua noticed that in a very short period of time from the time he entered the door, several breath changes in the field, and soon greeted him like a master: Everyone has been waiting for a long time, but Dongfang Hua is invited by Wang Lao Hero to participate in the grand event of our Southeast Martial Arts, which is an honor. Although the kid is young and weak, he is not willing to be arrogant as the person in charge of the Sun and Moon God Sect on this ground, so I ask the old hero Wang to arrange a seat for me.

When the old hero Wang who was like a servant behind Dongfang Hua heard this, he hurriedly answered, flashed out, but when he faced the other people in the field, he was the usual appearance, and shouted majestically to the field: Everyone, I just gathered you at home recently, it is to solve the panicked situation of Fujian martial arts since the Chinese New Year's Eve bloody case, I waited for the local people to be born in Si and grew up, since I refused to let Fujian martial arts go on in chaos, many gatherings to come up with a way but never succeeded, until, I found this Sun Moon God Sect hero Elder Dongfang, has already said it, those things are old grudges, and have nothing to do with us。 Now that the Eastern Elder and the brothers of the Sun and Moon God Sect have come to Fujian, this is their home, so can everyone go to the South Seas, the East China Sea, or even the north to make a living?

Speaking of this, he paused and continued: Would it be good to invite Elder Dongfang to take a seat today?

The few heroes in the field who had never been greeted were about to get up angrily, and suddenly saw the ambiguous expressions of the people around them, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and they were not greeted in private, so they were not given up in the new situation, and they were not going to be slaughtered and fattened after the meeting? Among these people, there were also shrewd people, a dark and thin middle-aged man who reacted very quickly, jumped out and loudly expressed his approval. As soon as the first voice was heard, those who had been greeted in the field, those who were embarrassed, those who suddenly woke up, and those who were afraid of falling behind agreed, and the original crusade meeting suddenly became a celebration meeting.

In the midst of the noise, Dongfang Hua first expressed his satisfaction with the old hero Wang's head, but his eyes pointed to the seat that was already in his pocket, which was not only today's seat, but also the seat in the future, and also his seat in the southeast martial arts in the future. In the eyes of Orientalism, there is a special seat next to his seat, which is so abrupt and so eye-catching. The man in the seat also stood up, but unlike the hen-like flattering fellows in the room, this man was shaped like an arrow, with a white face and beardless face, and his eyes narrowed slightly, and he was looking at himself with a sword. Dongfang Hua stood in the middle of the entrance reluctance, the seat was in the hall above the high stairs, and the person looked at himself with a kind of overlook, which was not only in the position, but also in feeling. This feeling has helped Dongfang Hua judge people's hearts for good and evil, and distinguish between friends and foes.

Lin Yuantu had already felt what happened today, after the Putian Shaolin arson case, the apparent calm of Fujian martial arts and demon sect forces represented a private tentative exchange, or even cooperation. Lin Yuantu was born in Putian Shaolin, he has no home, that is where he came from, he has no parents, he lives in seclusion here, and the red-sleeved monk who died here is his parents. He didn't expect that the Demon Sect forces would choose such a way to deter the Southeast Martial Arts, but after the incident, he knew that he couldn't stand idly by. Lin Yuantu didn't care about the rise and fall of the demon sect forces in Fujian, he was just a person who burned Putian Shaolin and was taught a lesson.

Lin Yuantu took a diagonal step, stood in front of the high seat in the first place, faced Dongfang Hua, and then glanced left and right, and looked at the ugliness of everyone in the field, one person and one sword, standing on the only way for Dongfang Hua to sit on the throne, and the meaning was also fully revealed without speaking.

Everyone in the audience noticed the silent confrontation between Dongfang Hua and Lin Yuantu, and gradually gathered on both sides, standing on the east and west sides of the courtyard and holding their breath. After a period of uproar and noise in the field, Dongfang Hua calmed down again, Dongfang Hua did not look back, and casually stopped Wang Laoying's intention to come forward to accuse Lin Yuantu, took a step forward, and asked knowingly: Isn't it the Sun Moon God Sect Elder Dongfang Hua, dare to ask Your Excellency?

"The adopted son of a red-sleeved monk, born in Putian, Fujian, not a Shaolin disciple, Fuzhou Fuwei Dart Bureau, Lin Yuantu. Lin Yuantu has one person and one sword, and his voice is as clear as a crane.