"That bronze mask is simply his signature. Who else can I do if I don't?"

"Didn't the Lord of Chixiao disdain to participate in any Jianghu meeting?"

"No wonder this big pergola is built on the north side. It turns out that it was built by someone from the Lord of Chixiao Palace. This is understandable!"

"This is just a decisive battle between the Young Master Dongfang and the demon girl Luo Qingxin. How could the Lord Chixiao Palace be interested in coming to see it? It is not that the Lord Chixiao Palace also heard that Young Master Dongfang is a talented and cherished young hero, so he came to support Young Master Dongfang, right?"

"It's most likely that, Young Master Dongfang has a great face and is worthy of being one of the two heroes in the north and the south."

...

As everyone speculated and discussed, the man with a bronze mask covering his face, indifferent eyes, and black brocade clothes headed to the northern awning. Behind him were nine people. In addition to Bai Mo, who had shown his face in the Ouyang family, there were eight young men, all twenty-two or three years old, with sharp eyes like eagles and falcons, and his breath was restrained. It was impossible to tell what kind of skills they were. However, from the glance they glanced over casually, it made people feel cold and cold, and it could be seen that their skills were not weak.

After entering the awning, the Lord of Chixiao Palace sat down. All nine people stood up, but no one dared to sit down.

During the process of the Lord of Chixiao Palace walking towards the northern awning, I don’t know whether it was because of his momentum or because of his indifferent gaze, many people wanted to get familiar with each other. After a greeting, they didn’t dare to step forward.

When the Lord of Chixiao Palace passed by the southern awning, Mo Xunzheng did not raise his eyelids.

I looked for him everywhere before, but my anxiousness and worry were already silent now, as if he had never known the person, the Lord of Chixiao Palace, nor had he ever looked for this person.

Luo Qingxin has not arrived yet.

Everyone looked at the sky, and it was the end of the silence.

Although the time has not yet arrived, the witch may not dare to come!

A voice said leisurely: "It's lively, it's really lively! There are many living people, and many people die in chaos! I came at the right time. The show has not started yet. Hurry up, find a good place!"

Another voice said: "Master, if you ask you to come early, you will come early, the good places have been seized. Where can I find a good place?"

The leisurely voice said, "A good place, there are always crowds. Your master travels all over the world, and someone will definitely invite your master to sit down."

Another voice said respectfully: "Master, you have a poisonous mouth and a dark heart. You have a relationship and a pitfall. Who dares to invite you to sit down?"

Youran's voice was unhappy: "Qi Tuo, do you want to be sold to a small house?"

Another voice sighed: "The main reason is that I can't listen to the truth. Qi Tuo took back what he said just now. In fact, you are a Bodhisattva-minded, chivalrous, brave and brave, and brave. From heaven and earth, from ancient times to the present, you will never find someone kinder than you. Hell on earth, heaven and sea, and you will never find someone gentler and kinder than you speak!"

Youran smiled with satisfaction and said, "This is almost the same! For the sake of finally telling the truth, I won't sell you!"

Everyone: "..."

Where did this come from the weirdness?

Everyone felt that their bones were sore.

Looking at the sound, a man dressed in a 27 or 28-year-old man in a blue essay was shaking a folding fan and slowly walked slowly with a leisurely expression. Behind him, a coachman followed him with a reluctance on his face, but his expression was very arrogant.
Chapter completed!