Luofengfeng

There are many factions within Fazong, each with autonomy.According to the ratio, each faction will get a certain number of participation tokens to the disciples in the faction who are optimistic.But this is not over, the contestants are not fixed here, but start a new round of snatching.

After all, in the final competition quota, the cards are recognized but not the people.

Those who are invited from abroad don't have to fight for this token, they just need to discuss the order of battle by themselves.

For the first match of the Qingfeng Sect, Jiang Qiu invited Ying.He knew that Luo Fengfeng would probably not watch the next few games.He hoped to be seen by Luo Fengfeng.

Luo Fengfeng smiled and waved under the stage, surrounded by seniors and seniors from the Fazong besides the seniors from the Qingfeng sect, some of them came here for some reason, and some of them were seen in the introduction of the disciples last time face, and Xu just followed suit.All around Luofengfeng talking.

Jiang Qiu held his sword and asked, "Where's the man?"

Fazong recognized the card but not the person, but the holder of the token corresponding to this game has not yet come up.

The verdict is also a little hasty, how can it be stigmatized as timid before fighting in the eyes of these foreign sects!Shout out and ask: "No. 41! No. 41! Where is the person? Where is the person! No. 41!"

"Yes, yes!" Someone responded loudly.

The voice is a clear and bright boyish voice, full of vitality.

Luofengfengshun prestige, crowded, can't see anything.

A senior brother grabbed Luo Fengfeng quickly and put him on his shoulders before the others, and said with a smile, "Thank you, junior brother."

Luo Fengfeng also smiled and thanked.

Jiang Qiu drew his sword and pointed the tip of the sword at the ground.

Luo Fengfeng rode on his senior brother's shoulders to broaden his field of vision a lot, and he could easily see that the person who made the sound was the boy in the yellow shirt from that day.His eyes impress Luo Fengfeng very much.

I saw him solemnly presenting the sign in his hand to another tall man in yellow shirt, smiling brightly but looking stupid.

"Brother, come on!" The boy in the yellow shirt smiled and encouraged those who were going to play.

The tall yellow jersey took the token and entered the field.He saluted politely.

Jiang Qiu will attack.A cold sword.

In the audience, Luo Fengfeng firmly said to the people around him based on his more than ten years of experience in watching battles: "Senior brother won."

Sure enough, the tall yellow shirt tried his best to block a few moves, but was finally defeated.

Jiang Qiu stepped off the stage with a cold face amidst the victory announcement.

Qing Fengzong didn't pay much attention to the fight against Luo Fengfeng in the next few matches, but he didn't leave, he was just drowsy.Until he was awakened by the sudden reaction of the brothers and sisters when his name was read in a certain judgment.

She looked around sleepily.

Qing Fengzhong: What's the situation!

"What did you Fazong do!"

"Young junior brother will not play!"

"We didn't report the name of the junior brother at all!"

The Qing Feng crowd shouted on the spot.Just say that their Fazong has bad intentions!Excited and angry, everyone's things are either copied in their hands or pressed to pull them out.

Jiang Qiu drew his sword on the spot.

Some Fazong disciples around also boldly chimed in.

"This little brother of the Sword Sect is on the field? It can't be."

"Is the person who recorded it wrong? They are always careless in doing things."

There were a lot of people who said: "How can an untrained foreign sect disciple hinder your interests! It's too much."

Everyone in the Qingfeng Sect held the sword in one hand and clasped the sword talisman in the other, staring at the judgment coldly and angrily.

Luo Fengfeng asked: "Is it my turn?"

As soon as this remark came out, the tension on the field suddenly disappeared, Qing Feng and the others put their swords into their sheaths and tried to persuade them earnestly.

Fazong's disciples also followed up to analyze the disadvantages.

Jiang Qiu was very helpless and clubbed aside.

Luo Fengfeng moved his hands and feet and was ready to go on stage, but was hurriedly grabbed and dragged by a group of people.

The opponent on the stage stood alone, looking at the chaos in the audience in bewilderment, and suddenly met Jiang Qiu's cold eyes, the murderous intent in those eyes seemed to condense into substance, and directly pierced his heart.

The opponent took a half step back in a panic, and then caught a glimpse of the demon pattern on Jiang Qiu's face, and his courage seemed to have returned. He strode forward and glared angrily, pointing at Jiang Qiu and saying, "You! Come up!" And made a contemptuous gesture.

This person was quite proud of his decision, thinking that he would not have to bully that little Jianzong junior brother, what would he do if tears fell from those beautiful eyes.

Jiang Qiu also has the intention of going up to this game.

"Brother."

With a single call, Jiang Qiu was easily immobilized.

"Senior brother take me up." Luo Fengfeng said.

Jiang Qiu was very embarrassed.

A few days ago, Luo Fengfeng and the patriarch of Fazong responded.

"Luofengfeng—"

"Gossip can be avoided. Mommy can tell you that you must have something important."

"In a few days' exchange meeting, you will be the one."

"it is good."

"You don't ask why?"

"Why ask. It's my duty."

"...Hong Meier used to be like this..."

Luo Fengfeng's invitation to take the stage was not just because of his duty.

Fazong has major events about to happen, he knows.

Fazong has a storm coming, he knows it.

This stormy event can involve him, an outsider who has nothing to do with the sect, and his life can only be related to his life experience.

Luo Fengfeng has always known that his life experience is suspicious.

Born in Juegu?

There is no vitality in Juegu and there is no room for vitality.

A Niang said that she was pregnant in Juegu.

He didn't believe a word.

But the fact that A Niang and Daddy survived in Juegu and came out with the baby a hundred years later is undeniable.

Luo Fengfeng usually doesn't want to, but he has thought about it.

It doesn't matter if you run into this opportunity and try it, it's just a life left.

"Brother." Luo Fengfeng called again.

Jiang Qiu, I don't know how to say no to Luo Fengfeng.