Vol 5 Chapter 82: Meet old friends

Seeing that Li Xiaoyao just turned to the beginning in embarrassment, making no sign like a lump of elm, Lin Yueru clenched her teeth tightly, shy and annoyed, and puffed her mouth in anger at the beginning.
They are all at the age when they are in love. They have been together for many years. They have long admired each other. Yueru has a heart tied to Brother Li, but the girl still doesn’t know that there is someone in Brother Li’s home calling him: "Brother Xiaoyao" Sister Shui Ling.
The two of them did not wait long before the rostrum before they heard a trumpet. After the rumble, a businessman dressed up as a middle-aged man walked out of the stage. Although he was dressed in a satin gown, he was sturdy and well-proportioned, with steady and strong steps. It is obvious that martial arts is not low.
Of course, this person Li Xiaoyao knew him. Few knights in the world knew his name. As soon as that person appeared, the noisy square suddenly quieted down. All the heroes in the audience bowed their hands, and the greetings gathered together and resounded. .
"I have seen the leader of King League!"
"Greetings to the leader of the Jing League!"
"Big Brother Jing!"
"Leader!"
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The middle-aged man dressed as a businessman was the leader of the Hero League, Jing Xiaolou, who was called "a hero who doesn't know Jing Xiaolou," and no hero in the world has never benefited from him.
Originally, Jing Xiaolou was only famous for the Second Generation of Immortals and Prodigal Sons, but now it has become the "No. 1 Merchant in the World" admired and admired by heroes in the world.
"The auspicious hour has arrived, and the Heroes' Conference has officially begun!" Jing Xiaolou stood on the stage and shouted loudly, "I would like to invite distinguished guests to come on stage."
The rostrum is full of heroes such as Dizi and A. The "VIP" mentioned by the leader of King League is naturally the martial arts legend of heroes and non-hero league members. These talents are qualified to sit on the rostrum for meetings.
"Lin Jiabao, please lead Lin Tiannan!"
After the concierge finished singing, a middle-aged heroic man with a neatly trimmed short beard came onto the stage with a sword. Lin Yueru slammed Li Xiaoyao's arm and pulled him to hide behind the crowd.
Li Xiaoyao knew this was because Miss Lin had been running away from home and was afraid of being recognized by her father on the stage and caught him back on the spot. She couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing, but she was vented by the eldest lady who was already holding fire and stepped on her. On the back of his instep, it hurts so much that he wants to shout, and then the eldest who is afraid of being discovered covers his mouth.
"Please Shen Qingfeng, Lord Shenjiabao!"
The concierge continued to sing loudly, and another handsome man with a sword also stepped onto the stage and took a seat, sitting beside Lin Tiannan, and the two gathered together to talk in a low voice, looking very intimate.
"South Forest and North Shen" were once recognized by the world as the two major leaders of the North and South martial arts, but now there is only one person who dares to claim the leader of the league, that is, the leader of the Hero League, Jing Xiaolou. The prestige of these two people has been much worse than before. There were not many martial artists in the martial arts competition.
"May I ask Maha Temple to host Zen Master Chiba!"
An old monk with a kind eyebrow and kind purpose walked slowly onto the stage. This kind of martial arts event is naturally indispensable with the participation of the second largest school in the world, Maha Temple. Although Qianye Zen Master did not join the League of Heroes, he is also a famous martial arts legend for fairness, and of course he does it. Eligibility for VIPs to observe the ceremony.
"Look at the lustful Zen Master Jingnian Zhenzong!"
A young monk Shi Shiran stepped onto the stage and sat next to Zen Master Qianye. The two monks, one old and one young, were very familiar with each other, and talked about Zen in a low voice.
The other three came to the stage, but the martial arts people under the stage did not react much. The young monk came to the stage, but it seemed like he had dropped a stone in a tranquil pond, and there was a lot of discussion.
"That little monk has such a big face, he sat with a famous martial artist before Mao grew up. What kind of school is Jing Nian Zhen sect, I have never heard of it. Why is he?"
"Hush! Be careful, that monk's Buddha Gong has entered the state of transformation, and there is also a Buddhist supernatural power. If he hears it, be careful to save you!"
"Ha, Lao Tzu is a mortal man, and the true Buddha can't save my mortal heart when he descends to the world, so I am afraid that he will do it?"
"He can't save your heart, but he can save your egg! Righteous Guild's warnings are there, and the number one hundred and ten can't get out of bed now!"
"Oh, it turns out that he was the ‘monk’ from a month ago?"
"You screamed the demon monk? The lascivious Zen master has a high reputation among the people, and he is regarded by the people as a true Buddha. He has profound Dharma. He has traveled all over the world to preach the Dharma. There are countless believers. I did not see the Buddhist leader Chiba Zen master also respecting him. Have you added it?"
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As a young man, Li Xiaoyao was also curious about how a monk in his twenties came to the podium. He worked hard to complete the task and worked hard for three years before he barely ranked among the names. He thought he was already a League of Heroes. The most outstanding young man in the group, I did not expect that there will be such a character as the "Laughter Zen Master".
Hearing the comments of the people next to him, Li Xiaoyao fixed his eyes on the young monk again. The more he looked, the more familiar he became. He couldn't help muttering: "Brother Luo! How come Brother Luo is a monk? That's right... teach me the palm of the Buddha. Shouldn’t you be considered a monk? He even persuaded me to enter Buddhism, but fortunately I didn’t agree back then!"
Li Xiaoyao is not like Jiu Jianxian soaking in a wine jar every day. Although he has not seen Luo Feng for many years, he still remembers his appearance very clearly. Although Luo Feng changed his hairstyle and is now a big bald head, his appearance has not changed a bit in the past few years, he has not aged at all, and he is easy to recognize each other.
Lin Yueru next to him heard Li Xiaoyao's words and leaned in and whispered: "That young monk is the brother Luo you often talk about? Your childhood idol? Hehe, it turns out that your idol is a monk, and Brother Li won't do it in the future. Be a monk, right?"
Lin Yueru got close, exhaled like blue, Li Xiaoyao blushed, and said, "I look familiar, it seems that he is really Big Brother Li, but I don’t want to be a monk. When a monk, I can’t marry a wife. Our Li family can’t endure. Yo!"
Lin Yueru raised her eyebrows, her eyebrows curled, she smiled, like spring flowers blooming, she was taken aback when she saw Li Xiaoyao, she was also puzzled why she was still tempting her, and her mood turned around 180 degrees. Be happy inexplicably.
Luo Feng sat on the stage, his ears trembling slightly, and the conversation between Lin and Li could be heard clearly in the chaotic and noisy voices.
After he has attained the fruit status, he obtains the corresponding Buddhism supernatural power which is "Tian Ertong". Now Luo Feng no longer needs to use the phone bug to eavesdrop, he can turn on the super hearing like Superman and eavesdrop on anything within a radius of 100 kilometers. sound.
Luo Feng frowned slightly, and Xiao Li was puzzled by his style, but he immediately noticed Lin Yueru's admiration for Li Xiaoyao.
Because Luo Feng was busy improving his own strength before, Luo Feng didn't have time to take care of Xiao Lizi's emotional life, but now he suddenly wakes up. According to this trend, women chasing men are only interlayer gauze. Once the window paper is broken, I am afraid that What happened to Zhao Linger, who was a left-behind child on Xianling Island.
If the descendants of Nuwa are pitiful and unloved, and become abandoned women and grieving women, where does the electricity of salvation come from!
Squinting his eyes and staring at the pair of golden boys and girls, God Seng Luo's expression became gloomy.
Suppressing his unhappiness, Luo Feng raised his head and looked at the clouds in the distance. Tian Ertong could hear the sound of flying swords breaking through the sky.
That night Jiu Jianxian stopped and failed, so he drove the wine gourd back to Shushan to report the letter. Jing Xiaolou sent an invitation to Shushan, but he couldn't wait for a reply. Since the sound of flying swords has been resounding in the sky, it must be Shushan. The sound of dispatch.