The song of the Phoenix against the Phoenix

Chapter 422 Martial Arts Conference 17
It was fine if he didn't say these words, but after he finished speaking, the faces of those angry people were completely ashen, but he couldn't get angry, so he had to swallow his anger in his stomach.

"Boy, just wait for me. I'll deal with you properly when I'm in the ring." Someone couldn't help but provoke Di Wuxie.

Di Wuxie didn't answer him. He closed his eyes leisurely and contentedly, leaning on the chair, basking in the sun comfortably. Whether he will be in the ring or not depends on his mood. He felt that it was a little bit of a fight with such a person Lower your level.

The sun is almost at noon, and the martial arts competitions of Yinhuang Kingdom have always been held at noon.

The martial arts conference is about to start, and the sects that should come have almost arrived, and only a few people did not show up.

The entire Phoenix River is crowded with people, and at a glance, it is dark and dense. The places in the middle are for martial arts people or those who come to participate in the martial arts conference, and some places on the side are for Yinhuang Kingdom Ordinary people, or people who come to watch the excitement reserve the seats.

There are many people who come to watch the martial arts conference this time, and there are also many people who come to participate in the martial arts conference. The Phoenix River, which is always quiet, is very lively today. Everywhere you go, you can hear discussions and continuous noise.

The clear sky, the scorching sun, and the white clouds make people feel particularly comfortable. Di Wuxie is probably the most comfortable. Everyone else is very excited, but he still sleeps by himself.

The river was flowing, the cool breeze was blowing, the colorful flags were fluttering, and there were huge crowds of people. The scene of the martial arts conference was unprecedentedly grand. However, the two vacant seats on the referee's seat were still vacant.

"Why is this uncle going to be a referee?" Bo Lixin stretched out his fingers and gently touched his chin, looking at Bei Mingfeng who was sitting on the referee's seat, a little puzzled.

The other referees, Bo Jixin, took it for granted, but Bei Mingfeng was not an official of the imperial court at all, he was also a person hiding in the Phoenix Country, how could he appear on such an occasion and act as a referee?What's even more strange is that he also brought his Guqin, which seemed strange no matter how you looked at it.

Moreover, he still enjoys the same treatment as Lan Mingyou, which is a little too strange, and I haven't seen him and the emperor seem to have too much friendship.

"Master, he is your uncle, you don't even know this?" Bai Linghanniao felt the piercing doubts, and turned his head gently and said.

Bo Lixin frowned slightly and said involuntarily: "Know? Know what? Is there any special reason for the uncle to be the referee?"

"It seems that the master really doesn't know. It's just that he seldom shows up, and every time he shows up, he is in a hurry. In addition, every time there is basically a master of the country, a monster like the master of the country. Humans will naturally snatch a lot of the jade-like Beimingfeng halo."

"However, Beimingfeng is also a celebrity of the generation in the Yinhuang country, who gave him the nickname: Prince of Qinyin. This title is well known to the people in the Yinhuang country." Bai Linghanniao looked at Beimingfeng who was sitting below, Where that person sits is as pleasing to the eye as a piece of jade in the rough, even if it is just a bird, he knows how to appreciate it.

"Prince Qinyin? Why haven't I heard of it." Bo Lixin shook his head slightly, so the uncle still has such a title, Prince Qinyin?
(End of this chapter)