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Luo Changfeng was waiting for the answer, and the seats around the Zhanxiantai were waiting for the answer. Even for many people, this answer was well known.

Di Wulei, who was sitting upright in a high position, held a fan in white clothes, and his pretty face dancing behind the flying snow was not angry, but instead had a smile on his face. Is it confident or a knife hidden in his smile?

Di Wulei smiled and said, "It is reported that? Who has heard of the Lord of Luocheng? Although most of the rumors in the world are true, there are always some rumors and rumors that are just for the topic of conversation after dinner, right?"

Luo Changfeng said, "I'm not to hide it from it! Master Mo has a daughter, and he is a comrade in his comrades with Luo."

Di Wulei suddenly realized his mind: "It turned out to be what the young master of Tianji Pavilion said."

Luo Changfeng said, "I have no reason to doubt my comrades."

Di Wulei put away the folding fan and paused: "Mo Qinan was indeed detained by me."

Luo Changfeng said straight back and forth: "In the face of troubled times, grudges will be settled. I wonder if you have any plans to resolve the situation?"

Zhanxian Typhoon was confused by the wind and snow, and the whistling wind was mixed with the quiet sounds of the two of them. In addition, they were quiet and quiet.

Di Wulei sneered: "Did Lord Luo give orders to Wulei in the tone of the common master of the world?"

Luo Changfeng also chuckled secretly: "I dare not."

Di Wulei stood up and looked around: "Whether Lord Mo or the King of Ming of Dongchu, he was secretly fraternal with the emperor. However, if he got the order of the common ruler of the world today, he would ask my emperor alliance to save all his life and hand over these two people.

, in order to take into account the overall situation, you will never hesitate without tears."

Di Wulei turned to Luo Changfeng and said, "But if I only rely on the words of the Lord Luo City, Wulei said frankly, I'm afraid I won't have that weight."

Luo Changfeng waved his hand and chuckled, then looked at the goddess Long Ouyang Qingxu, and showed a smile like Jiang Manlou: "Let's go ahead?"

The goddess dragon stroked the black hair on her temples and brushed off several light snow, showing a moving expression. After Di Wulei nodded and was about to speak, he suddenly saw another person standing up.

It’s Muyun Sword City!

Immediately, countless eyes were sent away. Even the little saint of Qingshen Mountain who bowed his head and had nothing to do with the wind and moon stopped writing for the first time.

As the leader of the Seventy-Two Strange Peaks of Kunlun and is also the second most extraordinary person in the world, Wang Dao Jianmu Yun Jiancheng's attitude and position are undoubtedly extremely important, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he can subvert the situation in one sentence.

Luo Changfeng had an unknown premonition.

The Liancheng Jue is the same.

Seeing everyone's eyes, Mu Yun Jiancheng pointed and said, "Kunlun Jiange wishes to honor the emperor's alliance leader."

This statement is shocking!

The immortal platform was full of uproar!

Kunlun Jiange wants to return to the emperor

Under the command of Wang Meng?

How to make?

How can it be?

During the meal, countless eyes were intertwined, and the strong men tried to find the answer from each other's eyes. But who could guess the thought of Wang Daojian? Even the Sword King Xiaoer, who was sitting next to him, looked at his home with a serious expression.

Senior brother.

So Luochang Venture Capital went to the spotlight.

Lianchengjue has a deep gaze.

Everyone in the academy was cold and Tiandong was angry.

Muyun Jiancheng, who violated the agreement without authorization, did not wait for the thousands of people to be instructed, and some merchants and powerful families in the Tiannan Alliance began to change their positions when they saw the wind.

Then, Zhenshan Chongkui, Luofu Palace master, Gongsun Youli, the stele engraved by the stele, the Ye Qier on Huangquan Road, and Liang Bing on the armored gate who had a sword and a sword, stood up one after another, and recommended Emperor Wulei as the first choice of the common master in the world.

There is also the North Snow Villa Daozun Qiu Beixue...

Qian Xi was silent.

The Swordsman Platform is silent, and the heroes are silent, even the wind and snow, clouds and sky, flags and leaves are silent.

Muyun Jiancheng is willing to follow the emperor's alliance, which shows that there is no intention to fight for the common rule of the world. In this way, the powerful people who were in charge of the sword casting city, who proposed to command the heroes of Muyun Jiancheng naturally became supporters of Di Wulei.

Gongyue, approaching Bodhi Academy and Tiandong camp...

There are ten choices in the world.

Emperor Wuxie, Muyun Jiancheng, Bai Zhiqiu, Jun Zeyu, Lianchengju, Lao Zhouzi, Chen Xuandu, Jiangmanlou, Luo Changfeng, no seven difficulties.

Mu Yun Jiancheng abdicated and gave way to the wise.

Bai Zhiqiu lifted his sword and turned into the outer sky.

Jun Zeyu, Liancheng Jue, Luo Changfeng and even Jiangmanlou, jointly recommended Mo Qinan.

The old boat ferrys in the North Sea for a long time without getting off the boat. The crazy poems, swords and wine are full of energy, and kills thousands of miles without leaving any trace. Once you are born, you will be a unique and romantic person, and you will never be entrusted by the world.

In this way, the ten choices of the world's rulers are left, but the remaining emperor Wulei and Mo Qinan are fighting each other. The two sides have strong camps, and they have more than six points to the world's strong men. They can be said to be evenly matched.

The world meeting has come to this point, there is no need to discuss it again...

The wind and snow on the top of the Emperor Mausoleum are soft and the snow is light. The silver-white elves seem to notice the tense and silent atmosphere around the immortal platform, fearing that the immortal venerables will be turned into blue smoke and become obedient.

It is useless to say more, Luo Changfeng stood up.

Dean Li Xingyun, Daoshi Liluo and the people in the academy stood up.

Lianchengjue stood up.

Tiandong Jiu Jinlan Mulang Xiejun and others stood up.

The demon emperor Lin'er stood up.

Xiao Balian got up.

The little saint Wang Tingji put down his pen and stood up.

The head of the Duan Family and the old man guarding the gate of the dead tomb stood up.

Yu Yizhan led Tiannan Alliance to stand up.

The lonely city was closed and stood up.

The monarch Loulan stood up.

The leaders of the mountain sect, led by Bodhi Academy and Tiandong, sent Mo Qinan to the world and the ten choices of the leaders of the mountain gate, stood up.

The six surnames of Tianbei Wang Ao and the Chen family Haojiao stood up...

All the strong men stood in their own tables, facing Emperor Wuxie in the wind and snow, holding the rituals together. They had nothing to say, and then left.

A threat?

Or a military admonition?

The goddess Long Ouyang Qingxu stood alone in the center of the Zhanxiantai and called out: "Stay."

For Luo Changfeng, and for Liancheng Jue.

I heard that Fengxiang military advisor Qianlong, who was as famous as the fifth-generation military advisor, and was in the hands of each other, said: "If you have no objection, the world will be here tomorrow. No matter how you ask for swords and fists, you will come.

If you do not refuse, the winner will be the king! I will bother the seniors from the six surnames in Tianbei to testify.”

Luo Changfeng did not look back, but just looked at Lian Chengjue, and then replied: "Then let's fight for seven."

...

One night.

Luo Changfeng went to the Emperor League to attend the World Conference on a normal night.

There is wind and snow on Mount Bodhi.

There are few people.

Very quiet.

In the library, the sky sword breaks thousands of kalpas opens the doors and windows, reflecting a lonely lamp that cannot be blown out no matter how wind and snow rage. It is annotating a broken sword score to fill in the gaps.

Suddenly, a ray of wind penetrated the hall and flipped the pages of the book.

The introverted Crane Hair Old God Blinked, then he was stunned for a moment, and his figure disappeared without a trace.

...

Behind the purple bamboo forest.

A small boat rowed into the Forgetful River, which was windy and snow all year round. The boat was light as light as a swallow and appeared in front of the courtyard.

There, there was a long time ago wearing red clothes and armor.

An Hongdou was wearing a swaddle in her arms, and the baby bean sprouts were asleep in the swaddle.

Hold the sword and wait for battle.

She looked at the man: "Finally can't wait?"

Nancy Han spread her hands: "It's time to wait, but the opportunity cannot be missed."

An Hongdou frowned slightly: "Senior Tiandao?"

Nancy Han said: "It has nothing to do with me. Maybe it's an alien? Forget it, it doesn't matter anyway."

An Hongdou said, "What do you want to do?"

Nancy Han said, "I haven't thought about it yet."

An Hongdou said: "The sea of ​​suffering is endless, I advise you to turn back and it's the shore."

Nancy Han shook her head: "Since there is no way out, then bury the abyss. I am no longer me, you should draw your sword..."