Age of Heroes, ten consecutive guarantees

There are always some people in the world who will chatter to death as soon as they open their mouths.

As soon as it appears, the atmosphere will instantly drop to minus ten degrees, like zombie meat that has been frozen for ten years.

Bei Mingque is probably this kind of person.

Even in front of people of the same level, he showed no intention of restraining himself at all. He glanced across the crowd and directly attacked Huo Haitang.

——You are happy too early.

Who is Huo Haitang?

She is a direct relative of Sword Saint Huo Qiushui and the true disciple of Wusheng Pavilion.

In addition to being responsible for the administration of Xuanwu Hall within the Shenwu Division, he also holds the position of governor of the Shenwu Division. Within the Shenwu Division, there are both supervisory and decision-making powers.

This person is not actually famous in the capital, nor is he high-profile. Huo Haitang is close to forty years old and is of the same generation as Nangong Shan.

When she was young, she was a stunning flower in the capital, with impeccable talent and background. In the past two hundred years, she would have been fully qualified to sit in the sun.

It's a pity that in this generation where there are many talented people, she is a little behind.

The previous generation's Jiaoyang and Haoyue basically met the fate of Huo Haitang and Nangongshan. The good news is that they retired when the time came, but the bad news is that they were beaten to death on the beach by the waves.

If there are different situations in Wu Sheng Pavilion, and there are conservative faction, neutral faction and innovative faction...

The Sword Saint and Boxing Saint factions are the conservative factions. They have the largest number of true disciples and also have more say.

The newly promoted Hua Sheng Hua Sheng Lian and Yan Sheng Yan Wuji have fewer and younger disciples, and they have no restrictions on the behavior of the true disciples.

Huo Haitang holds the right to speak in Wusheng Pavilion, which is the face; and Lin Haiya is the lizi of Wusheng Pavilion.

If Mianzi treats someone to a meal, Lizi may have to kill someone;

Face cannot be stained with ashes. If blood bleeds, it must be contained. If it cannot be contained, it will flow to face, which is a major event that will destroy the family and destroy the sect.

As Bei Mingque opened his mouth to provoke, Lin Haiya had already raised his eyes to look over. The dullness in his eyes faded away. After taking off his hood, people saw that he always had a knife on his back, close to his spine.

The atmosphere in the Dragon and Phoenix Hall was tense. Several people felt like they were standing between sharp blades and extremely cold winds. The warmth that Nangong Shan brought in before was torn apart by this cold wind and the intention of the swords.

"I'm here for dinner." Huo Haitang smiled lightly, making it difficult to see her emotions: "Don't Beiming Haoyue welcome us? If you tell us directly, we can leave."

"Everyone knows the real purpose of today's banquet. If you are not interested, you will not come." Bei Mingque said lightly: "Even if you don't want to come, you can't."

Huo Haitang said slowly: "If we don't come, we will make some mistakes, and it may not be a good thing for you."

"Is this what your master meant?"

"It means Wu Sheng Pavilion."

"Aren't you willing to let go?"

"We can talk." Huo Haitang said: "Politics is the art of compromise."

Bei Mingque sneered: "Politics? When will the canonization of saints also involve politics..."

There was a trace of ridicule in his eyes: "Wusheng Pavilion has occupied Sixiang Hall for many years, and it is natural to exchange it back. However, there are always some people who want to forcefully obstruct it and treat it as private property. This is not politics, this is just pure selfishness. .”

"Wusheng Pavilion has crossed the line!"

"To be more precise, the Sword Saint has crossed the line - doesn't he have a few years left?"

Bei Mingque's words triggered thunder, and the small dragon and phoenix hall was filled with at least three fourth-level artistic conceptions.

The first wave came from Lin Haiya. He had already pulled out an inch of the blade. Even if the sword was refined to its peak with just an inch of sharpness, it could kill a hundred people and defeat a thousand riders.

The second wave came from Beimingque. Since he was determined to attack, he was naturally well prepared to face hostility.

This Ruyi Pavilion is the property of Sword Saint Huo Qiushui. He actually doesn't mind turning the area into ruins. He has no scruples at all.

The third artistic conception was more unexpected. It was Nangong Shan who was originally watching from the wall. She tried to use her artistic conception to protect the three people around her from being implicated, because Bai Yu, Su Ruoli and Mu Yaoxi's cultivation levels were all less than the fourth level. .

As luck would have it, a long-haired girl outside the door was holding dishes in her hands and was about to start passing them around. As soon as she entered the door, she encountered two Haoyues fighting each other, like a little hamster getting involved. During the fight between the liger and the tiger, even a trace of the lingering charm was enough to severely damage her soul.

Even though there was one more person, Bei Mingque and Lin Haiya still had no intention of stopping. Instead, they intensified their confrontation with each other.

Xiao Shuihan frowned.

Huo Haitang was about to speak.

The little girl named Cheng Li outside the door felt that she was about to be crushed by two mountains. Her cultivation level was only at the first level. This was not something she could intervene in. Even if it was just the aftermath, it would not be enough for an extraordinary person who lacked strength. It's also fatal.

The dish in her hand was knocked over, and the hot soup and food were poured over. It would take more than half a month's salary to repay each dish that was spilled. But she couldn't care about that now. She wanted to run away, but her legs were full of pain. They were all covered with a light layer of white frost, and I felt a sharp pain between my eyebrows, as if a knife had been stabbed in, like an animal lying on the operating table being slaughtered. Under the intense fear, tears flowed out, and again in mid-air. Condensed into white frost.

……Mother……

Cheng Li was so scared that he cried in his heart.

Almost instantly, two figures flew out, smashed through the antique windows of the Dragon and Phoenix Hall, and directly hit the carp pond in the atrium, splashing water more than three meters high.

If this is an animation storyboard, the picture can be cut into different small pieces, and the expressions of several people present can be clearly shown: Nangong Shan's surprise, Xiao Shuihan's surprise and admiration, Su Ruoli's indifference, Mu Yaoxi clenched her fists for encouragement, Huo Haitang was stunned, and Ren Nanbei's eyes flashed with appreciation and unsurprising calmness.

The two people who were thrown into the courtyard were naturally Bei Mingque and Lin Haiya, the two current Haoyues.

The two people who stood up from the pool in the courtyard were even more stunned and incomprehensible. Although they had concentrated their energy and artistic conception, they did not relax their attention to other people. Just before they were hit in the face by an iron fist, both of them realized Even if I get hit, I feel there is no need to dodge, because with the blessing of artistic conception, I won't be hurt at all.

But now their faces hurt.

This fist broke through the artistic conception and hit the side of the face directly. Rather than saying it was fast, it was more 'heavy'. It felt like my body was being sucked in and punched.

The two Haoyues looked at the person who punched at the same time. Who else was standing in the center of the Dragon and Phoenix Hall?

Bai Yu is a rising star with a cultivation level of only third level.

What he did was simple, he stood up from his seat and punched both men in the face.

Added a little star power.

He didn't care whether his blow just now was shocking, but walked to the front of the girl who was passing the food outside the door, looked at the girl who was kneeling on the ground with tears and shivering, squatted down and asked: "Are you okay?"

"I, I..." Cheng Li survived the disaster. As soon as he opened his mouth, he felt endless grievances welling up. He wanted to cry loudly, but he didn't dare to avoid attracting more people.

There was already quite a commotion just now, and the foreman in bright red clothes walked over quickly. He was frightened when he saw this scene. He was not sure what was going on for a while, but he knew the people in Wusheng Pavilion, and also knew Huo Haitang, Lin Haiya and Ren Nanbei knew early on that tonight's dinner would not be simple.

When he saw Cheng Li, a part-time worker, knocking over the dishes and falling to the ground crying, he didn't care and went over to say nice things.

"Sorry, sorry, dear guests, she is still a newcomer who has only been here for a month or two, and her hands and feet are not very fast. I apologize for disturbing everyone's interest in dining."

"I'm going to send someone to clean it right now, and I'll give you some of our special dishes."

As he said this, he wanted to pick up Cheng Li and drag him behind him to avoid being accidentally injured by a few masters here.

Bai Yu glanced at the foreman. The latter's outstretched hand froze, and he took it back after laughing twice in embarrassment, standing aside and fidgeting.

"Is there something wrong?" Bai Yu asked for the second time.

Cheng Li was awake at this time and immediately shook his head: "I, I'm fine, thank you, thank you for your concern... I'm really fine."

Bai Yu said: "Ruoli, come and take a look."

Su Ruoli briefly confirmed and said, "I was a little frightened, and my soul was slightly damaged."

Mu Yaoxi also said with a hint of sarcasm: "The power of the fourth-order artistic conception of the two contemporary Haoyues is indeed an eye-opener for this little girl."

"Our Wusheng Pavilion will be responsible for compensating this girl's medicine expenses and mental loss." Huo Haitang took over the topic: "This time, my junior brother was reckless..."

"Is the word 'reckless' enough?" Bai Yu asked in a low voice.

Huo Haitang was puzzled.

"Can you get away with just saying, 'Children are ignorant'?"

Huo Haitang raised his right hand: "Five times compensation is enough."

Bai Yu's eyes became deeper: "You can stop at any time, but neither of you stops. You are still adults and the bright moon of this world. What should you do if you do something wrong? Your parents and teachers have never taught you?"

Nangong Shan looked stunned: "Are you going to...?"

"Apologise." Mu Yaoxi said loudly: "You have done something wrong and you have to apologize to others. You don't understand such a simple truth?"

"Or do you think the two Haoyues think that their own face and dignity are more important, and they are unwilling to bow their heads and admit their mistakes even if they almost kill people?" Xiao Shuihan also joined the battlefield. He also couldn't stand it. Before Bai Yu stood up, , he really wanted to go up, but it was a pity that he was not strong enough.

Huo Haitang pursed his lips and looked at Bai Yu deeply.

There were so many thoughts inside her.

Compensation is actually more useful to ordinary extraordinary people than an apology. Wouldn't real resources for cultivation be more effective?

He and the woman who passed down the food had never met before, so he suddenly took advantage of this to attack. It was most likely to demonstrate his strength. At the same time, he wanted to use this to lower the arrogance of Wusheng Pavilion, and by the way, suppress Beimingque to increase his own right to speak?