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Volume 1, Chapter 83: The Opening of the Battle of the Demons(1/2)

After Han Molin finished speaking, the representatives of the other four sects of the five authentic sects came to the stage one after another to share their martial arts insights. The more they had experienced the decades of practicing martial arts, they were unique and profound.

These experiences are extremely rare and even good things that everyone who comes to attend the conference, especially those who are novelists of small sects, dare not even think of. Everyone is listening carefully, and after listening, they cheer with extremely warm applause.

When the five people finished speaking, it was already dark, and the disciples of Duobaoshan had already prepared a banquet and arranged it for everyone in turn.

Unlike noon, there is wine at the evening banquet, and there is a lot of wine.

There is a large jar of wine on each table, and there are dozens of carts, filled with jars of good wine. Overall, I am afraid there are not as many as thousands of jars.

Everyone was not polite anymore and carried the wine jar to drink. More than a thousand people drank the more than a thousand jars of wine.

After drinking this scene, most people can’t even go down the mountain. The better ones can take two steps by themselves, while the worse ones get drunk and fall asleep.

There was no way, so the people from Duobaoshan quickly arranged for people to set up a tent. Then they invited these drunk people to live in the tent. As for some drunken people, they simply picked them up and threw them in.

The distinguished guests who had been living in Duobao Mountain went back to their residence and fell asleep with peace of mind. The same was true for Lin Zhanqing and Han Molin.

The World Martial Arts Alliance Conference is over here, even if it is over. However, it will take until the next morning, after the drunk person wakes up and finishes the registration, it will be considered that the merit will be fulfilled.

Although the World Martial Arts and Righteous Alliance Conference has ended, all participants will not rush to leave.

Whether it is a big sect or a small sect, this conference is an extremely rare opportunity. It is extremely important to exchange martial arts with each other, talk with old friends, and make new friends.

Especially for small sects and small families, such opportunities may only be once in a lifetime.

The next day, Lin Zhanqing and Han Mo woke up, washed up, had breakfast, and started another day of social engagements and stroll.

Lin Zhanqing, Han Mo Linlin just left the room, and only heard the voices of two same women in his ears.

"Brother Zhan, such a coincidence."

Lin Jianqing looked forward in his voice and saw that the two women were Qian Lanzhi. By chance that day, Xie Lingshan, who gave her two boxes of rouge.

Han Molin also followed the voice and said, "It's okay for Qian Lanzhi to forget it, but why did another woman come out and call Brother Zhan," she said.

Qian Lanzhi and Xie Lingshan looked at Lin Zhanqing with a smile on their faces.

Lin Zhanqing was a little embarrassed at this time, especially in front of Han Molin.

Han Molin suddenly looked unhappy and stared at Lin Zhanqing in a hurry, with a bad look on his face.

Lin Zhanqing was frightened by Han Molin's eyes, his eyes tightened, and he shook his head slightly. He signaled that it was not what Han Molin thought.

Han Molin didn't say anything, then glared at Lin Zhanqing again, turned around and walked away.

Leaving Lin Zhanqing and Qian Lanzhi and Xie Lingshan in place, the three of them were extremely embarrassed.

Qian Lanzhi asked first:

"Brother Zhan, who is this girl?"

Lin Zhanqing had no expression on his face and replied lightly:

"Good morning, the girl from Qian's family, this girl Xie Lingshan met by chance."

As soon as Lin Zhanqing said this, he made a judgment on the distance and relatives.

Qian Lanzhi's face relaxed, and Xie Lingshan didn't look unhappy either.

Qian Lanzhi looked at Lin Zhanqing,

He looked at Xie Lingshan, whom she didn't know, and smiled slightly at Lin Zhanqing and turned around and left.

Lin Zhanqing knew what Qian Lanzhi meant, and was not in a hurry. He spoke to Xie Lingshan in a gentle tone:

"What a coincidence, I met again."

Xie Lingshan replied with a kind and kind look:

"Brother Zhan, my little sister didn't cause you any trouble, did you?"

Lin Zhanqing smiled and didn't reply.

Seeing this, Xie Lingshan's face flashed with a hint of loss. But she immediately returned to her smile and continued to ask:

"Actually, my sister has a heartless request. Wan Wang Brother Zhan can help me."

Lin Zhanqing said lightly with expressionless face:

"Tell me."

Xie Lingshan was happy when she heard this, but hesitated for a moment and showed a hint of embarrassment. Then she said with a smile on her face:

"Although my younger sister comes from an inconspicuous small sect, she is also a bit talented in martial arts. She will be able to join a big family in this life and study martial arts for the rest of her life. In this way, she will live up to her life. Wan Wang Brother Zhan will fulfill her."

When Lin Zhanqing heard this, he looked embarrassed. After a while, he said:

"Liuyun Mountain is definitely not good. As for other sects, if the girls are really interested, I will pay attention to it for you."

Xie Lingshan thought that Lin Zhanqing's words meant that intimate things.

His face turned red, as red as the apple that was so transparent at that time. But he didn't hesitate and replied happily:

"It is my honor for Brother Zhan to have this heart, so I am of course very happy. In this way, Brother Zhan will choose a time and place. My younger sister will dress up carefully and go to meet Brother Zhan."

Lin Zhanqing was stunned at first, and then immediately found out that Xie Lingshan had a wrong understanding, and it was a thousand miles away.

Lin Zhanqing immediately coughed twice and said:

"Miss Xie has gone wherever she wants. I definitely don't mean that. Please wait in the tent at the foot of the mountain. If there is news, I will go to find you. I still have something to do, goodbye to my girl."

After Lin Zhanqing finished speaking, he turned around and left without even looking back.

Leaving Xie Lingshan, she looked ashamed on the spot. Neither on the left nor on the right.

...

Three days later, the Wulin Zhengdao Alliance Conference finally ended, and everyone began to get up and return.

With Lin Zhanqing's recommendation, Xie Lingshan went to Qianjia Hechen Villa to work as a choreographer, but promised to teach her martial arts.

Lin Zhanqing initially thought Xie Lingshan would not agree, but unexpectedly, when the news was heard, Xie Lingshan was full of joy and agreed in one go.

Lin Zhanqing and Han Molin also began to return home. The two of them had only seen the Liuyun leader Wang Daofan on this Duobao Mountain. After saying a few words, there was no intersection anymore.

Lin Zhanqing was a little puzzled about this. Han Molin only said that he was the leader of the sect, Rili and Wukong, and he also whispered that the leader was the leader after all, and he always looked like a mysterious and mysterious leader.

The Liuyun Sect only appeared once on the day of the conference, and there was no trace again.

Just as everyone stood up and returned home, five authentic leaders of the five sects were sitting and drinking tea in Duobao Hall.

Just like last time, a pot of tea was served in five people. When the tea tasted lighter, they brewed a pot of new tea until after the third pot.

Zhu Youhongcai, the Taoist of Wanbao, spoke:

"This tea has been drunk successfully."

Liuyun Sword Immortal King Daofan Dao:

"This is too early to say, and the tea is far from being finished."

Wanjuan Zhenren Zhang Boshao said:

"This tea tastes good, I don't know what the next pot is?"

Xiaoyao Sanren Gao Yuandao:

"Just as far as these pots of tea tastes, the next pot is definitely not bad."

Zheng Qinnong, a native of Baicaoshan, said:

"This pot is this pot, the next pot is the next pot, and it cannot be generalized."

The Taoist of Wanbao, Zhu Youhong, Dao:

"This makes sense. But what we prepare is good water and good tea, and it gets better and better."

Liuyun Sword Immortal King Daofan Dao:

"Tea, it's a matter of fate. This time, it's not necessarily the next time."

Xiaoyao Sanren Gao Yuandao:

"That's what you mean. So be sure to be prepared carefully to ensure that."

Wanjuan Zhenren Zhang Boshao said:

"The good tea and good water you prepare are naturally not bad. It depends on the skill of making tea."

Zheng Qinnong, a native of Baicaoshan, said:

"After that, it's time for the next tea, right?"

As soon as these words came out, five people, including Zheng Qinnong, a native of Baicaoshan, nodded together.

...

At the same time, in a very far away place, in a dark secret room, six figures could not see their faces clearly under the dim light.

These six people spoke frankly, which was completely opposite to the five authentic leaders of the five masters.

I don't know who said something,

“Are you ready?”
To be continued...
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