Close Poison Doctor

Chapter 430

443. Cold as Frost Still Comes

As Mu Yun walked back to the hall of Yun Pavilion, Mo Qi outside became busy. With so many invitations sent out, most people chose to come to watch the ceremony.

Large and small forces still occupied most of the square, and it became lively. The forces related to Tiangu Sect and Xueqi Society sat on the side with them.Those who are not in the same camp as them sit far away from them, for fear of provoking them.

However, if you carefully observe the forces in the entire square, you will find that, not counting the forces of the Heavenly Gu Sect and the Xueqi Society, those scattered forces are all small shrimps, not even a single one in the Jiasheng state.

A large part of the reason why they plucked up the courage to attend the inauguration ceremony of Yun Pavilion today was to find someone to take refuge in.Of course, the biggest wish in my heart is to join Yun Pavilion. After all, Yun Pavilion has a good reputation, and it is the power of the Huaxia people themselves.

But the premise is that it can withstand the pressure of the three major forces, and the Yun Pavilion is established, otherwise everything will be nothing but floating clouds.If they don't want to die, they can only choose to join a certain camp, and the preferred camp is naturally...

Everyone looked towards the due east direction, there was an empty seat there, and no one was sitting there.Although it didn't say which force's position it was.

But everyone knew in their hearts that it was the position reserved for the Martial Artists Alliance, but the strange thing is that the auspicious time for Linyun Pavilion to be established is less than an hour, and the members of the Martial Artists Alliance have not arrived yet, so they won't come?

Sitting in the conference hall, Mu Yun frowned when he heard Mo Qi's report that the Martial Artists Alliance hadn't come.

He had said that if Leng Rushuang didn't come to attend the ceremony of Yunge, he would be against Yunge.If you say it, you can't take it back.

In the bottom of his heart, Mu Yun still doesn't want to have a real confrontation with Leng Rushuang, except for the inextricable relationship between the two.The key is that the Martial Artists Alliance is all Chinese warriors no matter what. Once it really fights internally, it will definitely be a fatal blow to the already precarious Chinese warrior world.

"Young Master, it will be ten o'clock soon, the people of Xueqi Society and Tiangu Sect are getting impatient." Mo Qi also reported with some worry.

At this time, the people from the Xueqi Society in the square were shouting loudly: "Yun Ge, what are you? We have already given you face by coming! You are good, put on airs! Tell us to wait under the sun! What do you think of us?" !!"

"That's right!! Let's go, shitty Yunge!!"

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In the Xueqi Society, under the bewitching of the Heavenly Gu Sect, many small forces that had been quiet before became restless.Especially when he saw the Xueqi Society and the powerful influence of the Heavenly Gu Sect, he began to think about it.

In the case of being powerless to resist, more people choose to live rather than die vigorously.So even if it is the Heavenly Gu Sect or the Xueqi Society, they commit all kinds of atrocities and don't treat people as human beings.From time to time, they would refine their own people into Gu corpses and blood corpses.

But between life and death, many people still choose life, even if there is only a little bit of hope.

"I don't care about the Martial Artists Alliance, according to yesterday's arrangement, the show will be on." Mu Yun said in a deep voice.

"Yes." Mo Qi immediately took the order and left, while the performance team also began to prepare.

Soon, Mo Qi's figure appeared on the large ring.

"Hi everyone, my name is Mo Qi and I am the steward of the Yun Pavilion. I am very grateful to friends from all over the world for coming to participate and witness the establishment of the Yun Pavilion. On behalf of the owner of the Muyun Pavilion, I welcome everyone!"

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Scattered applause rang out from below, obviously not much interested in Mo Qi's opening, they wanted to know about Yunge's specific strength.

"Nonsense! Establishing Yun Pavilion is a joke, let's talk about it after winning my Warrior Alliance!" Outside the square, a cold snort suddenly sounded.

At some point, Leng Rushuang, supported by a large group of warriors, appeared outside the square and was walking towards the east seat!

"Leader Leng! The leader Leng is here!!"

Immediately, enthusiastic shouts erupted in the square. Compared with Zheng Jun and Yu Wenye, Leng Rushuang was naturally more popular.The Alliance of Martial Artists is the power in the hearts of everyone in China, and with its beauty as cold as frost, it is naturally the first choice for refuge.

Seeing Leng Rushuang coming, Mo Qi's eyes brightened, and he stepped off the stage to meet her and arrange a seat.

Leng Rushuang had a cold face, she didn't seem to notice Mo Qi's hospitality, and sat down on the east side by herself.Today she also brought most of the warriors alliance over.

For the first time, the true strength of the Martial Artists Alliance was truly displayed in front of everyone. There were seven or eight masters in the late stage of Shengjia alone, and a dozen in the early and middle stages of Shengjia, and the rest were in the realm of true essence.

This is also the first time that everyone has seen so many strong men in the late stage of life, and they have strong confidence in the strength of the Warrior Alliance.

Today is not just a war between Yunge and the three major forces, but also a battle between the strongest forces in China. As long as one force has the ability to overwhelm the other three forces, it will be extremely easy to win over the next forces.

Moreover, the three major forces also wanted to use the suppression of Yunge to deter those forces that hadn't established themselves yet.

After arranging for the Martial Artists Alliance, Mo Qi returned to the stage and said loudly: "The following is the martial arts performance of our Yunge disciples. Please enjoy it."

As soon as Mu Yun finished speaking, he saw dozens of people walking out from the back of the stage in an orderly manner. Everyone was wearing white martial arts uniforms, and they were all under the age.

These people are the outstanding ones selected from those martial arts halls, and the central character is Long Lan'er, and the whole performance is centered on Long Lan'er.

As the music sounded, Long Lan'er started martial arts with others, just like the usual martial arts training, but with some tricks added.Against the backdrop of other people, Long Lan'er was dressed in white, with an elegant figure, both admiration and strength, and many people were mesmerized by it.

The martial arts performance came to an end with warm applause. Long Lan'er and the others were about to go backstage when they heard a wretched laugh from below: "Little beauty, you can stay and be the little wife of the Taoist master!"

Immediately, I saw a 35-year-old Taoist priest with a scruffy appearance wearing Taoist robes standing up from the Xueqi Society team and rushing towards the stage.

The sudden change did not make the people on the stage flustered, Long Lan'er softly told her companions to go down first, while she stared coldly at the Taoist priests on the stage.

Mo Qi didn't stop him either, but stood aside, looking in the direction of the backstage.

Warriors wearing uniform uniforms with a badge in the shape of a cloud with a looming pavilion in the center walked onto the stage. The leaders of the six major martial arts gymnasiums and their subordinates walked on the stage. There were about twenty people. They nodded to Mercy and sat down in chairs in the right corner of the stage.

After them were Leng Youyou, Youran and others from the dark hall, there were also a dozen or so, and they sat down in the corner on the left side of the stage.There were no other people behind them, as if there were only so many people in Yunge.

As they took their seats, the atmosphere on the stage suddenly changed and became more serious.

However, many people in the audience were immediately disappointed when they saw that Yunge was so weak.

A look of disdain flashed in Yuwenye's eyes when he saw this, assuming that those people on the stage, with so many blood servants behind them, could kill them.

Although Zheng Jun didn't disdain, his eyes still showed disappointment. He regarded Mu Yun as the strongest opponent, which seems a bit overestimated now.

"Get off!!" Long Lan'er's cold voice exploded on the stage.

(End of this chapter)