In a quaint office in China, an old man is waving and splashing ink with a wolf hair in his hand.

The man in black has been standing here for nearly an hour.

With the last stroke, the old man finally put down the wolf hair and slowly raised his head.

"How is it written?" The old man laughed.

The man with black shirt drooped his eyes slightly and said: "more advanced than before! I must be out of reach in my life! "

On hearing this, the old man was in a good mood and said with a smile: "you stinky boy, you are more and more able to talk and make me happy. How about my own handwriting? I know in my mind. Let's say, what happened recently?"

The old man picked up the white handkerchief and wiped his hands. Then he went to the tea table on the side.

"Yes The man in the black shirt whispered and then said, "Zhou Yi is awake!"

"Oh? Wake up? How are you doing? How are you doing The old man picked up the tea bowl on the table, slightly paused, and then opened his mouth.

"Well, it's said that cultivation has fallen into the realm of practicing Qi!" Black shirt man finish saying, it is drooping eyes do not speak.

The old man didn't think it would be such a result. After being stunned for a long time, he couldn't help sighing: "Alas, it's hard for him. How can I recover?"

The man in the black shirt nodded and then said, "it should be, but he seems to have some other troubles."

After the old man poured out the tea in the bowl, he raised his head and said, "you stinky boy, what's the matter with your appetite? What's the trouble? Can't you say it all at once?"

The man in black seemed to smile and said, "it is because his cultivation has fallen to the bottom, so many forces that he once offended have come to seek his trouble."

Hearing this, the old man seemed to have thought of the general situation for a long time. He sighed and then said, "well, there will be a meeting in the ancient martial arts world in two days. I'll say a few words in the past, hoping to help Zhou Yi."

Three days later, there was an annual meeting of the ancient martial arts.

In fact, the content of this conference is very simple. It is nothing more than summing up the past and looking forward to the future.

A convention that is a cliche but has to attend.

At the meeting, you can express your own opinions, such as the distribution of territory, the practice of skills, and the gratitude and resentment of each family. You can talk about them on the table.

It's good to talk with each other. If we can't, as long as we don't damage the public property, we can do it at will and kill our destiny.

However, this kind of situation is only limited to the practice meeting. In the rest of the time, if someone hurt people in private, once the evidence is confirmed, even the king of heaven can not save him.

So over the years, each family basically lived their own life, and there was no big deal. At the meeting, it was nothing more than the eastern parents' Li family, who chatted with a girl for three days, and it was over.

But this time it seems a bit surprising.

Because the meeting had just begun, the boss of China came.

After arriving at the meeting hall, after the host of the Xiuzhen meeting introduced the identity of the people, he sat there smiling and listening to these people's vernacular words.

The more the white language, the less the voice.

Because they really can't understand what kind of sugar coated cannonball is hidden in the old man's smile.

Finally, the whole venue was silent, and hundreds of pairs of eyes were staring at the old man on the stage.

The old man laughed and then said, "why don't you say it?"

"you, you say, you say! We are all trivial things. Don't worry A monk nearest to the old man also spoke in a hurry.

The people around him also nodded.

"Oh, I have nothing to do with it." The old man laughed, then said: "you say you, don't care about me!"

Since others have said so, these people have said it again in embarrassment.

I don't know who it was and said, "have you heard about it? Zhou Yi's accomplishments fell into the realm of practicing Qi! "

Only this sentence, the whole audience can hear the needle drop again.

Many people know that the old man on the stage is not as good as Zhou Yi.

If he dares to raise such a question at this time, no one dares to answer it.

And the one who was talking to him was also puzzled. Then he couldn't help saying, "what I said is true. Zhou Yi's cultivation fell directly from the highest to the lowest. I'm afraid it will be difficult to recover in a few years! It's just bad news

Hiss!

The first half of the sentence is OK, and the last one, people can't help but take a breath of cold air.

"Oh? Then tell me what happened to you? " The old man on the high platform finally opened his mouth, and what he said was such a sentence.

Many people under the stage have lit countless candles in their hearts.

It seems that he didn't expect that the old man would talk to him. The man even gave a shy smile, and then said, "that Zhou Yi used to do a lot of evil, but now it's just the answer to that sentence...""Cough..."

the man had to say the four words "retribution". I don't know who suddenly coughed twice and stopped the words behind him.

"That's not the sentence..."

"Oh, it's a pity for me to say that Zhou Yi is a pity. This time he helped Jiangcheng go to yudufeng to find an antidote. Unexpectedly, he met with such trouble..."

just as the speaker was about to open his mouth, there was another voice in the crowd.

"That's right. It's really commendable that Zhou Yi has such a skill at a young age. If it hadn't been for the terrifying space monster this time, I'm afraid it couldn't be like this. If I had to say, I should have caught that monster and had a cramp!"

"Yes, yes, yes, it's skinned and cramped!"

For a time, harmony should rise and fall one after another.

Only left the man a face muddled in the wind.

Smell speech, that person instantly startled a body of cold sweat.

The old people's faces gradually closed, and then the small voice of the audience.

After a pause, he added, "to be small, it's for me."

The crowd nodded quickly.

The old man then said, "Jiangcheng has a population of more than 100000. If the epidemic disease really can't be controlled and spread to other cities, my son will not be able to sit still. Therefore, Zhou Yi is for me to become what he is now!"

Smell speech, everybody facial expression is stiff, then is to return to normal.

Therefore, if these people want to move Zhou Yi, I'm afraid they have to think about it carefully!

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