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.................................... I am the dividing line of purity..........................................

The sun rises in the east, and the waves are not alarmed.

There were no surprises, and the Heroes Conference was held as scheduled.

Guo Jing and Huang Rong stood at the door of the Guiyunzhuang Hall, the hall was full of friends, and the hall called friends and friends, and Guo Jing and Huang Rong were the absolute center.

Guo Jing took a step back, Huang Rong held the token of the beggar gang leader and beat the dog stick, inspected back and forth a few times, and said: "Let all the heroes come to Lujiazhuang today, first, to discuss the major matters of the battle, and second, I want to pass on the position of the gang leader to Elder Lu." ”

Saying this, Huang Rong turned to face Lu Youjiao, Lu Youjiao stepped forward, Huang Rong said: "Elder Lu, you have been helping me take care of the beggars' affairs for more than ten years. The beggars up and down are convinced of your conduct. From today onwards, you will be the twentieth generation leader of our beggar gang. Please take the dog stick. ”

Huang Rong offered the dog beating stick with both hands.

Lu You's feet were a little cramped, but he rubbed his hands on his body a few times, and still knelt down on Huang Rong's knees and took the dog beating stick in Huang Rong's hand.

From this moment on, Lu Youjiao is the twentieth generation leader of the beggar gang.

The people present were not surprised by this situation.

In fact, in the past ten years, Lu Youjiao has been dealing with the affairs of the beggar gang, and what he is poor is just an official name.

A smile appeared on Lu Youjiao's face, although there was some pressure, but at this moment, for him, it was more joy.

"I, Lu Youjiao, am the leader of the beggar gang, and I should follow the example of the old gang leader Hong and the Huang gang leader, lead the disciples of the beggar gang, report to the country, and help the weak. Do more chivalry, and drive them out. ”

"Expel them and defend the territory. ”

"Expel them and defend the territory. ”

"Expel them and defend the territory. ”

Inside Guiyunzhuang, a cry sounded.

Guo Jing looked excited, strode in front of Lu Youjiao, patted Lu Youjiao's shoulder, and said loudly: "As long as we all work together, we can expel those people who have encroached on the territory of the Great Song Dynasty from the Central Plains." ”

"Expel them and defend the territory. ”

"Expel them and defend the territory. ”

"Expel them and defend the territory. ”

Huang Rong raised her hands, suppressed the voices around her, and said, "From today onwards, we beggars must obey the orders of the Lu gang leader. Okay, let's salute the new leader. ”

"Be chivalrous and righteous, hoe the strong and help the weak. The leader of the gang ascended the throne and carried forward the beggars. ”

The next thing is the process of the beggar gang disciples saluting the new beggar gang leader, well, it can only be said that they can't complain.

Every beggar gang disciple has to spit on the new beggar gang leader.

Zhao Hao really couldn't imagine what kind of idea the beggars had to make such a provision?

"Could it be that Huang Rong came over like this back then?" Zhao Linger wanted to vomit.

"Huang Rong didn't vomit back then, so Huang Rong was so 'saluted' by so many people, Huang Rong was afraid that she would rather die than be the leader of the beggar gang. It's still disgusting, though. Zhao Hao frowned.

Thousands of beggars spit or even spit on a person, and if they get a little closer, they will probably not be able to eat for ten days.

Such a beggar gang leader, he would not be able to kill Zhao Hao.

It's really an experience that can give you a lifetime of nightmares.

Seeing Lu Youjiao's unfazed look, at this moment, not only Zhao Hao, but even Zhao Ling'er, Yang Guo, and Zhongxin were in awe.

"Amitabha, the poor monk boasts of his excellent meditation kung fu, and when he saw the Lu gang leader today, he knew that there were mountains outside the mountain, and there were people outside the people. "Faithful.

"Master, don't say it, I really can't help it. Yang Guo's expression was a little strange.

This has nothing to do with cultivation, and it has nothing to do with cultivation.

This is the purest visual experience.

Fortunately, Huang Rong also knew that this process was too disgusting, so it didn't take long for her to raise her hand and end the link.

"Now, I would like to invite all the heroes to their seats. Huang Rong said.

The Heroes' Banquet has officially begun.

By the time everyone qualified to enter the hall had already taken their seats, the true owner of Guiyunzhuang had finally belatedly appeared.

Lu Guanying was dressed as a scribe, pressed his hands weakly, and said loudly: "Everyone be quiet, be quiet." ”

After the voice in Guiyunzhuang gradually died down, Lu Guanying continued: "Guanying is not talented, thanks to the heroes coming to our village, Lu is deeply honored. Today, the world's heroes gather here, which is a rare event in martial arts for decades. Although all the friends are here for the face of Guo Daxia and the Huang gang leader, but Guan Yingxi is the landlord, and he also wants to dare to say an idea here, I don't know if you have any advice?"

The corners of Zhao Hao's mouth pulled up a sneering smile and said, "The show has begun." ”

"To do green leaves to this extent, this Lu Guanying can be regarded as a superlative. Zhao Ling'er said.

They were far away from the hall, and the conversation was not overheard by Lu Guanying.

"Fang is in chaos today, and the enemy is rampant. Half of the Great Song Dynasty is in jeopardy. This is the time for our sons and daughters to show their skills and support the community. As the saying goes, dragons can't be leaderless, we all have the ambition of loyalty, if there is no leader, it is difficult to achieve great things. So today, while all the heroes are here, everyone will jointly nominate a hero who is highly respected and convinced by everyone to come out and be the leader of our martial arts.

At the end, Lu Guanying's tone suddenly became high.

"Okay. ”

"Okay. ”

"Why don't you recommend the current beggar gang leader Lu Youjiao?" this is the beggar gang disciple shouting in secret.

"Master, Master. This is Wu Dunru yelling.

"Dad, Dad......" this was Guo Fu's shout.

"Guo Jing Guo Daxia is suitable. ”

"Guo Daxia, Guo Daxia, Guo Daxia......"

There are many people who come to participate in the hero's banquet today, but whether it is martial arts or status, Guo Jing deserves to be the first.

Therefore, Guo Jing's voice is not surprisingly the highest.

Huang Rong's face was already smiling.

However, Guo Jing looked a little uneasy.

Guo Jing stood up from the main seat, arched his hand and said, "Thank you to all the heroes, Guo Jing I am really not qualified, and I am not enough to take on such a heavy responsibility as the leader of the martial arts alliance." ”

As soon as Guo Jing's words fell, Zhao Zhijing's expression moved, and he suddenly stood up and said loudly: "My Quanzhen Sect is the world's role model, and the position of the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance should be held by Ma Yuzhen, the head of our Quanzhen Sect." ”

As soon as Zhao Zhijing's words came out, there was a sudden silence in Guiyun Village.

Guo Jing's lips moved twice, but he never spoke.

He has the heart to oppose it, but he is not good at speaking.

Because of the seven sons of Quanzhen, he has always treated them with courtesy.

Even if he didn't feel that Ma Yu had enough prestige to dominate the group, he couldn't say it directly.

However, Guo Jing has scruples, but Zhao Hao does not.

A cold snort resounded through Guiyunzhuang.

"Ma Yu, he's also worthy?"

PS: When I woke up today, I opened the curtains, and a poem subconsciously popped out of my mind: Northern scenery, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow. Children's shoes in the south may feel beautiful and poetic, but for northerners, it is really not a beautiful experience.

It's cold.