Luo Tianchu finished dinner, brought some food to Zhu Yushi's room, and waited for him to wake up late at night, Zhu Yushi drank some gruel, only to feel a splitting headache, extremely uncomfortable. Luo Tianchu slept with him until dawn. Zhu Yushi was still in a trance, and Luo Tianchu and Ling Xue'er dragged him to the street to relax. The two sang and harmonized him, and his mood was finally relieved a little, he wanted to go to eat and drink again, but was stopped by Luo Tianchu, saying that the regulations of the competition would be announced in the evening, and tomorrow would be the Heroes Conference, how could he be drunk. The trio played until late in the evening before returning to the Hall of Heroes.

At this time, the Heroes Hall was full of friends, and the voices were full of people. There were no people sitting at more than a dozen round tables in the middle of the hall, and on each table was a red note with the names of the major factions written on it, which was obviously a reserved place. After the three of them found their table and sat down, Gu Yao said with concern: "Is Xiao Zhu better?" Zhu Yushi smiled reluctantly: "Don't worry about you, I'm fine." Gu Yao said with a smile: "That's it, why is the eldest husband without a wife, it is not worth hurting his body for love." At this moment, I suddenly heard the attendant singing: "The ancient style of the Huashan faction is in charge, the Hengshan faction is in charge of Wuting, and the head of the Taishan faction is Gong Zhen, and the head of the Taishan faction is with the disciples!" These three heads are all highly respected martial arts masters, and they are deeply respected by everyone, and the heroes applaud together. The three heads of the sect saluted with their fists and led their disciples to sit on the seats of their sect. Du Kill glanced at Gu Fenggui, and said, "What kind of birds." ”

I also listened to the attendant singing: "The silent abbot of the Shaolin faction, the first inorganic master of the Dharma Academy, the first master of the Luohan Hall, the head of the Zhengyi faction Bai Qinghua, He Renjin is the head of the sect, and the head of the Emei faction Li Xiuzhi and the disciples of the sect are here." The heroes are even more applauded, and the status of these three factions is higher than that of the first three factions. The heroes of the Blood Knife Fort also got up and looked at them, mainly to see who He Yuelian was. Zhu Yushi didn't dare to get up, hid in the crowd and looked through the gap, and saw He Yuelian in a Taoist uniform walking in the crowd, he had a head and eyebrows, a pale jade face, and beautiful eyes flashing, and secretly swept towards the group from time to time, as if he was looking for someone. Song Lianfeng whispered in her ear from time to time, her pretty face with a melancholy color smiled faintly, and her head was slightly bowed, as beautiful and pitiful as a begonia flower. Zhu Yushi saw it in his eyes and said secretly: "That's it, that's it." Yuelian and Song Lianfeng are a match made in heaven, why should I be delusional. ”

The heroes of the Blood Knife Castle saw that He Yuelian was really beautiful and delicate, no wonder Xiao Zhu was obsessed. In the blink of an eye, I looked at the three senior monks of Shaolin, all of whom were over the age of sixties, their hands were folded, their treasures were solemn, and the eight disciples were also profound monks, sitting there with their eyes closed and recuperating, not noisy or noisy. Li Xiu, the head of Emei, behaved majestically, and his sharp eyes slowly swept over everyone, and everyone felt a chill all over their bodies, and they didn't dare to look at him. After the three factions sat down, they successively came Cheng Xing, the head of Songshan, Mei Ting, the president of Dajiang, and You Jixi, the chief of the 72 Road Dart Bureau. There are also Dali Duan's Duan Changxiao, the three-fingered god Monarch Ouyang Qun, and the hermit of Crescent Mountain Ling Xudu. Then he listened to the attendant singing: "The son of Liu Shaoqing of Sword Qi Villa has arrived." I saw nine people walking in from outside, all dressed in white, and a man in gorgeous clothes in the middle, cold as frost, with a long sword hanging from his waist, not greeting anyone, walking straight past the two tables of Zhengyi and Emei, sitting down in his place, closing his eyes, and his entourage lined up and standing behind him. Li Xiuzhi, the head of Emei, glanced at him lightly and snorted coldly, obviously dissatisfied with no one in his eyes. The heroes of the Blood Sword Castle recognized him as the purple-robed son, and the old rivers and lakes had all heard of the reputation of the Sword Qi Villa, which was a martial arts family, one of the four major villas, although the people were not prosperous, but the owners of each generation were second to none swordsmen, and Liu Xiangting a hundred years ago was even more comparable to the sword god Ye Guming. Sword Qi Villa has stood for hundreds of years, and has been challenged by countless heroes, and has not been defeated so far, and has become a legend on the rivers and lakes. Liu Shaoqing does have the capital to be proud.

The attendant then sang: "The Lord of Huangsha City, Chu Lai, has arrived. I saw Chu Laike leading his entourage in, and when he saw Ling Junlai, he smiled at him, and Ling Junlai also nodded to him. Behind Chu Laike, there were two entourages conspicuous, they were a man and a woman, the man was dressed in black, the woman was dressed in white, about thirty years old, the man's face was as black as charcoal, and the woman's face was as white as frost, both of them were bloodless, cold as ice, just like the black and white impermanence in hell, which made people feel chills in their hearts.

At this moment, a ball of petals suddenly floated into the door, the fragrance was fragrant, and the eyes of the heroes lit up, and they saw six women in colorful clothes flying in lightly, and after landing on the ground, they were divided into two rows, and at the same time shot out two ribbons as thin as cicada wings from their sleeves. There was a woman who flew in from outside, just landed on the ribbon, stepped on the ribbon, like the Lingbo fairy in the clouds, jumped lightly in front of the table of the Xiushui Palace, sat down leisurely, and the posture was extremely beautiful. She was wearing a Fan Yang hat and a veil, it was difficult to see the jade face, just looking at her figure and posture, she thought she was a young girl, but Ling Junlai and Chu Laike knew that she was Ni Hongyan, the master of the Embroidered Water Palace, and she was no less than sixty years old. Seeing that he was so skillful, the heroes burst out with shocking applause. The attendant also hurriedly reported Ni Hongyan's name. The six girls in colorful clothes sat down separately after saluting Ni Hongyan, one of them was the most beautiful, seventeen or eighteen years old, black hair piled up clouds, hanging like willows, melon seeds on the face of eyebrows and phoenix eyes, clever nose and cherry mouth, skin as white as mutton fat, condensing water, a pair of bright and moving eyes seduced the soul, and the smile had made the hearts of the men present surging, and they couldn't take their eyes off it. Luo Tianchu only felt that this girl was a little familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere, but the other five girls were all cold, who dared to look at them more, and immediately glared angrily, as if they wanted to gouge out each other's eyes. Appearance is extremely important in the selection criteria of Xiushui Palace, so the disciples in the palace are all beautiful girls, and they can stay more youthful after practicing the "Jade Girl Suxin Skill". Although this internal skill is a peerless study in the world, it must maintain a virgin body, and once it is broken, the seven success powers will be dispersed, You Jingyao is an example.

The contestants finally arrived, and a team of Jin soldiers came in outside the door, embracing a Han man wearing the official uniform of the Jin State, about forty or fifty years old, with white skin, thin body, and a few strands of beard under his chin. Standing on the steps in front of him, Tuan Tuan clasped his fists and said, "In Xia Gaoqing, I will come to entertain you for the second prince." "Gao Qingyi was originally a Song official, after the gold was lowered, he won the prestige of Yan Zong, and now the official worships Shangshu Zuocheng, as a Han is quite rare, and sending him to preside over it also shows that Yan Zongwang attaches great importance to the hero conference. Gao Qingyi said: "My Dajin country is fortunate to invite heroes from all walks of life to meet friends with martial arts to compete for the world's first master and the two honorific titles of the sect. All heroes are famous all over the world, and each has its own merits, and this conference must be wonderful. I Dajin State held this grand event one is to demonstrate the national strength, the other is to sincerely make friends with all the heroes, if anyone is willing to stay and serve our country, our country will be hired according to the amount of talent, as appropriate to provide official positions, real estate, and belongings, to meet all requirements. As soon as this remark came out, the crowd was in an uproar, and some exchanged heads and ears, some expressed disdain, some scolded in a low voice, some were silent, secretly pondering, and some were overjoyed. Gao Qingyi continued: "It is true that the purpose of the Heroes Conference is to give you a chance to show your skills. The crowd was excited and geared up.