(Go to the net.)

As soon as Ci Nian and the others left, Li Yundong keenly felt that the atmosphere on the field had changed significantly, and all kinds of suspicions, all kinds of fears, all kinds of awe and all kinds of admiration were like a complicated torrent, surging towards Li Yundong. Go and see the net.

No one spoke on the field for a while, and the cultivators of various sects were afraid that Li Yundong would say that they wanted to continue to play, but because of Li Yundong's previous face, no one was willing to stand up and be this wicked person.

Li Yundong only thought about it and figured out the key to it, he smiled slightly, and smiled at Wan Zhenyuan on the side: "Sect Master Wan, since the Japanese have left, then let's continue to start this lotus picking conference!

Wan Zhenyuan saw that Li Yundong actually offered to leave the game, and he immediately spoke a few points higher of Li Yundong, and he said with some admiration: "Li Zhenren, aren't you going to play?"

Li Yundong smiled: "Since I have already said that I will not play, then I naturally can't play again." Whatever happens, it's no exception. Moreover, the repulsion of the Japanese is a righteous matter from a practitioner, and this is a public matter, and the matter decided by our lotus picking conference is a private matter. To be a man and do things, you can't abolish the public because of private affairs, and you can't abolish private because of public affairs!"

Wan Zhenyuan couldn't help but palm his hands with one hand, saluted Li Yundong, and exclaimed: "Amitayus longevity! Li Zhenren is young and promising, not only is he good at fighting and cultivating amazingly, but what is even more rare is that he is open-minded and has an elegant belly, I Wan Zhenyuan admires it!"

Li Yundong smiled slightly, and said politely: "Sect Master Wan is polite!" After speaking, he Shi Shiran ended.

Li Yundong walked to his seat, but saw that Su Chan, Zi Yuan, Zhou Qin and others were all smiling extremely brightly as if they were welcoming the generals returning from victory, and the little girl gave a thumbs up at the smile, and said with a smile: "Yundong, you are so majestic! It's a pity that the fairy pen is a pity!"

Ruan Hongling also sighed: "Yes, these wolf-hearted guys, forgetting their righteousness when they see profit, they will take revenge, without Li Yundong, they don't have to raise their heads to be human beings in the future." Now he still has selfish thoughts, vainly trying to dye the fairy pen, hum, something!"

Li Yundong smiled disapprovingly: "That's not the case, I took this immortal pen, it's just the icing on the cake, they take the immortal pen, but it's a matter of sending charcoal in the snow, and the reason why I came out is for the sake of Ziyuan's face and the face of our Chinese cultivation community." But it's not for this immortal pen, you can't be mistaken!"

Zi Yuan also nodded and said with admiration: "Li Yundong has handled this matter very well, he is generous and has the demeanor of a great cultivator. ”

Ruan Hongling blinked her eyes, glanced at Ziyuan, and then at Li Yundong, covered her mouth and smiled: "Okay, you know how to help him speak! Okay, I'm a villain, okay?"

Zi Yuan glared at Ruan Hongling, and scolded with a slightly red cheek: "Shut up!"

Ruan Hongling suddenly shouted: "I didn't say anything, I said that I am a villain, can't I?"

Ziyuan stepped on Ruan Hongling under the table in shame, and Ruan Hongling immediately screamed out and shouted: "Someone stepped on me, Li Yundong, you have to preside over justice!"

Li Yundong coughed dryly and said, "Be quiet, watch it!"

Ruan Hongling quickly glanced around, and sure enough, she saw all kinds of eyes around them, Ruan Hongling was just the right color, and whispered to Li Yundong: "Hey, there's nothing to see next, right?"

Zhou Qin also whispered: "Yes, Master, after seeing so many fighting methods, there must be no high-level fighting methods in the future, it is better for us to leave, I always feel that these people around us look at us a little wrong, weird." ”

Li Yundong looked around, he thought for a while, and said, "Okay, since you all say so, then let's go back." ”

As he spoke, he was about to stand up, but he saw Wan Zhenyuan sigh to everyone: "Fellow Daoists, such a thing happened, I, Wan Zhenyuan, apologize to you, if I hadn't let these Japanese come up, such a thing would not have happened." ”

Although the cultivators of various sects and sects thought very much in their hearts, they all said in their mouths: "Sect Master Wan, you can't say that, it's these Japanese who come uninvited, if you force people out, maybe these little Japan will say that our Chinese cultivation community doesn't have the strength and can't tolerate people." ”

"Yes, Sect Master Wan, it's not your fault, you don't have to blame yourself!"

Wan Zhenyuan laughed: "Thank you for your magnanimity, but I am more or less responsible for this matter, and it is unreasonable not to apologize." ”

Everyone also laughed, and Dang Qiang also followed the gag and said: "Sect Master Wan, since you feel ashamed, let's hurry up and let the little girl who sang a little song just now give us two more songs!"

Everyone laughed, and they all clamored: "Yes, Sect Master Wan, let that chick just now sing two more songs!"

Wan Zhenyuan smiled, but saw that the little girl who had been singing a little song before was standing timidly in the corner near the back door with a pipa in her arms, like a panicked and frightened deer, looking at the cultivators on the field vigilantly and nervously.

Wan Zhenyuan beckoned to her with a smile and said, "Xiaoqiao, come here, everyone is waiting for you to sing and comment?"

This girl named Xiaoqiao walked timidly with a pipa in her arms, and when she glanced at everyone with a pair of watery eyes, she lowered her eyes in panic, like a mimosa.

Dang Qiang laughed and said, "Xiao Qiao, but Xiao Qiao, who locks Er Qiao in Tongquechun?"

Wan Zhenyuan smiled and said to Xiaoqiao: "Introduce yourself to the seniors of various sects?"

Xiaoqiao lowered her head, staring at her upper with a pair of eyes, she didn't dare to raise her head, she said crisply: "My name is Song Yuqiao, it is the bridge of Xiaoqiao and flowing water, not the Qiao ...... of Tongque Chun Shen Lock Er Qiao"

As soon as the cultivators of various sects and sects heard her speak, the crisp and delicate voice made them feel as if they had eaten a ginseng fruit, and the 36,000 pores on their bodies were full of refreshment.

Dang Qiang pointed at Song Yuqiao and said with a smile: "You little girl wasn't shy just now, why are you so shy now?"

Song Yuqiao's body trembled almost imperceptibly, she raised her eyes to look at everyone, and immediately lowered her head again, her head pressed even lower.

Everyone burst into laughter, and although Wan Zhenyuan felt a little strange, he still smiled and said for Song Yuqiao: "This is a newly accepted outer room disciple of our Pavilion Soap Sect, and I may not have seen anything in the world, so I may be a little scared after seeing your fighting methods just now." So don't be surprised!"

Everyone laughed and said: "It's not weird, it's not weird, after seeing such a scary fighting method just now, you can still sing a comment immediately, that's already very good!"

Some cultivators laughed loudly: "Sect Master Wan, give me this apprentice of yours!"

Wan Zhenyuan glanced at the person who spoke with a smile and said, "Are you looking for an apprentice, or are you looking for a daughter-in-law?"

Everyone laughed, and Song Yuqiao was even more ashamed.

Wan Zhenyuan smiled and said, "You can let me go as a little apprentice." And if you want to listen to a little song, then let her sing it, and we big men won't be too verbose. ”

Everyone claimed to be kind, and Dang Qiang touched his bald head and smiled at Song Yuqiao: "Xiaoqiao, Xiaoqiao, what are you singing?"

Song Yuqiao whispered, "Look what everyone wants to hear." ”

Her voice was as thin as a mosquito, and if it weren't for the fact that everyone here was a good cultivator, I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to hear what she said at all.

Wan Zhenyuan's heart moved, and he suddenly said to everyone: "Everyone, just now Li Zhenren showed his might to drive away these Japanese who didn't know the height of the sky, and we haven't thanked Li Zhenren properly. Why don't we let Li Zhenren order a track, which can be regarded as our thanks?"

Everyone suddenly said in unison: "This is a good idea!"

Wan Zhenyuan said to Li Yundong with a smile: "Li Zhenren, you're welcome, order a song!"

Li Yundong saw that the eyes around him were looking at him, he was not polite, smiled slightly, and said, "Then, what are you best at?"

Song Yuqiao heard Li Yundong's gentle voice, as if a warm current flowed into her heart, giving people a feeling that she couldn't help but want to be close to trust, she boldly raised her head and took a look, but saw that the man who was like a god in the fighting method before was smiling at herself, and his eyes were approachable, like the sunshine in April.

Song Yuqiao couldn't help but be slightly curious in his heart, and said in his heart: Master said that this Li Yundong is the first person in the world to act as a tiger, and the first person in the world to help and abuse, with a greedy and lustful personality, violent and arrogant. But how do I think he is a strange man who dares to act, has responsibility, has righteousness, and is skilled? Could it be that he is ...... No, no, Master won't say wrong...... Maybe I'm wrong.

Song Yuqiao looked at Li Yundong fixedly, and forgot to reply for a while, and when everyone saw this scene, they teased: "Sect Master Wan, your little apprentice is excited!"

Song Yuqiao was teased by them and suddenly came back to her senses, she was so ashamed that her ears seemed to drip blood, and she whispered softly: "My best thing is "The Legend of the White Snake." ”

When Li Yundong heard this, he secretly said in his heart: Why does this girl sing all the tunes of subduing demons and subduing demons?

He didn't take it to heart, so he smiled and said, "Okay, you can sing this!"

Song Yuqiao didn't dare to look at Li Yundong anymore, she held the pipa and saluted everyone, and then sat down, and then from the back door, the woman who was holding the three strings also came out of the back door and sat down beside her.

Wan Zhenyuan saw that everyone's attention was focused on the two of them, and he smiled slightly, then turned around and walked out of the back door.

As soon as he went out, he turned the corner, passed through two long corridors, and walked to a small classical wooden house, and as soon as he pushed the door, the door was divided to the left and right, and he walked in.

As soon as Wan Zhenyuan entered the door, he saw a tall man leaning against the window, looking out fixedly, as if he was looking at the small building singing from afar, and after a while, a small paper crane flew in his hand.

Wan Zhenyuan said in a deep voice: "You saw it all?"

The man nodded slightly, did not turn around, and his body was like a silent mountain, giving people a sense of coercion with its might.

Wan Zhenyuan snorted coldly and said, "Such a person, are you sure that you can control it? Can you imagine how powerful and terrifying a cultivator who can dispel the Peacock Ming King in the fighting method is?"

This man was silent for a long time, and sighed softly: "From the day he set foot on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, I can vaguely feel that his future is limitless, but I still underestimate him!"

Wan Zhenyuan asked, "Are you really sure your plan is going to continue?"

The man was noncommittal, and he said in a deep voice: "The arrow is on the string, and I have to send it! Don't worry, I have a way!"

Wan Zhenyuan looked at this person's back uncertainly, and he said slowly: "You'd better be sure, otherwise...... If things fail, I'll turn around!"

With that, he snorted and turned to leave.

Only this person was left in the room smiling and looking at the little paper crane in his hand, he shook his palm, but saw the little paper crane hula and flew up, flying in the direction where the melodious sound of commenting came from.

A meaningful smile appeared on the corner of this person's mouth: "Good show, it's just the beginning!"

(Octave.)