Rivers and Lakes Records

Early the next morning, Lu Mingtong packed up early and took Lu Douya out.

Apart from him and Xiao Lang, President Song and Feng Ji were also on this trip.Xiao Lang had been missing for a long time, and he rushed to the Wulin League yesterday. Leader Song wanted to let him rest more, so he didn't ask any more questions. He bumped into him early this morning, and when he learned that he was going to the ring, he proposed to go with him.

Along the way, Song Fengqing was asking about the details of Xiao Lang's disappearance. His concern was obvious. Lu Mingtong was secretly stunned. Although he hadn't seen the other knights running for the alliance leader, he could tell that Song Fengqing obviously favored Xiao Lang. Added.

The more people who support, the more jealous people will be.Lu Mingtong himself didn't believe Xiao Lang's talk about closed-door cultivation, but he didn't know Xiao Lang well, so if he asked someone rashly, he might not be able to tell him frankly.

Speaking of acquaintance, this is someone who is very close to Xiao Lang... Lu Mingtong glanced at the leisurely Feng Ji next to him, and denied his own thoughts. Since he is infatuated with Xiao Lang, he must be protecting him under certain circumstances. Xiao Lang first, would not tell the truth to himself.

However, he was a little curious as to why the leader would go to the competition arena with them.

His frequent glances were so eager that it was difficult for Feng Ji to pretend he didn't see them, so he turned his head and smiled at Lu Mingtong: "Mingtong always looks at me, it's because I have flowers growing on my face." flowers?"

Lu Mingtong glanced at Song Fengqing who was at the side, who was eagerly chatting with Xiao Lang, he lowered his voice and asked, "Why are you here too, you also want to go to the martial arts arena to participate in the conference?"

Feng Ji flicked his fan and said with a smile: "No, I'm on stage, this year's martial arts conference will be boring."

His words imply that he has the ability to get the first place.Lu Mingtong snapped: "Then what are you doing here?"

Feng Ji said maliciously: "I went to ask the leader for instructions, and he promised to let me sit next to you and teach you how to recognize people."

Lu Mingtong broke out in a cold sweat immediately, but fortunately he quickly realized that this person was teasing him, and snorted coldly: "Bah, if you had told the leader, he would have come to me long ago."

Feng Ji shook his head regretfully: "Mingtong is smarter now, not so easy to take the bait, it's boring." He said seriously: "However, the thing I said about sitting next to you is true."

Lu Mingtong immediately understood: "You...you are the judge this time?"

Feng Ji smiled and said: "Why, it doesn't look like it?"

In each martial arts conference, in addition to Feng Yunshi being responsible for recording, there will be four judges to test whether the knights on the stage really have the qualifications to enter the martial arts league.Lu Mingtong just didn't expect that Feng Ji could be invited here at such a young age, it was beyond his expectations.

Feng Ji guessed what he was thinking, and said with a smile: "Leader Song has already said that the martial arts conference is open and honest, and people are selected on the basis of talent. Age and seniority are never obstacles." Then he joked: "Compared to me, Ming Tong seems to be younger, and I admire him for being able to take on the important role of Fengyun Envoy at such an age."

If it wasn't for the sudden change of the father, it would not be his turn to write Fengyunlu.

Thinking of Lu Yuanshan, Lu Mingtong couldn't help but feel a little depressed, and he didn't say anything along the way.

But Feng Ji took the initiative to approach him, and whispered in his ear: "Don't worry, with me sitting next to you, there won't be any problems with Fengyun's chapter on the Physics Conference."

Everyone arrived at the place where the martial arts conference was held. Before the time came, the gate was already crowded with onlookers who came here admiringly, blocking the road.

Disciples of the Wulin League in uniform were maintaining order. When they saw Song Fengqing and his party, they quickly opened a path: "Leader, this way please."

Seeing this, the surrounding people immediately realized the identities of these people, and shouted one by one.

"Is that the Alliance Leader Song? He really has extraordinary bearing!"

"Is that next to President Song the Hero Xiao? He is so handsome and handsome, I will never be mistaken, Hero Xiao is back!"

"Where? Hero Xiao is here!"

"Hey, don't squeeze, why can't I see people, Xiao Daxia, who is Xiao Xiao?"

"The best looking one!"

"Who is that masked person? He looks so powerful!"

"You don't even know who he is, why is he so powerful?"

"Hey, haven't you heard what Mr. Storyteller said, that only the most mysterious killers in Jianghu wear masks, and they're made of gold, so they're expensive, so they must be from the Ruthless Palace, right?"

"Hey, Ruthless Palace is not a decent organization, how can I come to participate in the martial arts conference!"

Lu Mingtong was overwhelmed by their arguments. It turned out that besides him who lost his memory, there were so many people who were completely out of line.

Song Fengqing turned around and cupped his hands at the crowd, saying: "Everyone, Mr. Song has already felt your enthusiasm, but the martial arts conference has not started yet, even if you gather at the door, you can't see the details inside, why don't you go back and rest, and wait until the martial arts conference On the day of the meeting, you can enter with your ticket."

Lu Mingtong hurriedly followed Feng Ji inside, tugged at his sleeve when he heard the words, and said, "Why are there still tickets for the Martial Arts Conference, aren't they all based on invitations?"

Feng Ji said: "Invitation posts are sent to those prestigious sects in Jianghu, each sect only has [-] invitation posts except for the master, and the rest of the seats were all bought from the Wulin League."

Hearing this, Lu Mingtong looked around, the place is so big, excluding those who come in with invitation cards, it can accommodate 1 people: "How expensive are the tickets?"

"One or two."

"One tael?" Lu Mingtong suspected that something was wrong with his ears: "The conference held every four years, how much manpower and financial resources can be obtained, and the tickets only need one tael, wouldn't it be worthless?"

"Ming Tong is still too young." Feng Ji smiled and said, "Although it only takes one tael to come in, sitting here, even if you just want to drink a cup of tea, you need at least ten taels of silver." He counted with his fingers : "The martial arts conference lasts for one month. Excluding the rest period, if you want to watch a few more games, you have to live here for ten days and a half a month. Mingtong lives in the martial arts league. I'm afraid I didn't go to find out. What are the prices of those inns and restaurants during the conference?"

He reported the number, and Lu Mingtong immediately gasped: "You mean...these inns and restaurants are also owned by the Wulin League?"

Feng Ji smiled but said nothing.Lu Mingtong thought he was the default, and only admired it, no wonder the Wulin League can maintain the expenses of so many people, the four-year conference is enough for them to earn.

"More than that." Feng Ji said: "Once the competition is over, there will be a large number of martial arts rookies, and the members of the Martial Arts League will take this opportunity to sell items similar to those worn by those rookies. Take The last time Xiao Lang said that after he became famous in the first battle, the Wulin League made a large number of sword tassels of the same style as his cleansing dust for sale. The first batch has already caused looting. Every ten miles has one hand."

Lu Mingtong recalled it, no wonder he saw Lin Fan's sword tassel was the same as the pendant Lu Douya hung on his bed last time, it was a coincidence, it turned out it was all for Xiao Lang!

Speaking of Jiansui, Feng Ji glanced down at Lu Mingtong's waist, saw the familiar object, and said in surprise: "This jade pendant Mingtong is still wearing next to his body... your most precious purse, where is it?" gone?"

In fact, he took this jade pendant because he thought it was too heavy, but after meeting a thief last time, Lu Mingtong felt a sense of crisis, and was afraid that there would be too many people coming and going in and out of the martial arts conference, so it would be bad if he accidentally got his purse dirty or lost. But there was nothing hanging on the waist and it was a little empty, so he took out the jade pendant again.

He unconsciously caressed the word Ji on the jade pendant with his fingers, and said hypocritically: "Ah, after all, it is the wish of the leader..."

Feng Ji was startled when he heard the words, an unknown emotion flashed in his eyes.

The two of them were whispering under the stage, and at the other end, Xiao Lang and Song Fengqing had already flown to the competition arena with their kung fu, and inspected the venue.

The competition stage was as high as three of us, Lu Mingtong looked up at the backs of the two, swallowed his saliva, and decided to climb up the stairs on the side by himself.

Feng Ji didn't move, just stared at Xiao Lang's back for a while, and inadvertently glanced at the posture of Lu Mingtong and Lu Douya climbing the stairs, the corner of his mouth suddenly raised an inconspicuous arc.

Lu Mingtong crawled halfway, only to feel a gust of wind passing by, Feng Ji had already stood beside him, leaning slightly towards him, and asked with a smile: "I saw that Mingtong's walking posture was not right from below, Where is it hurt?"

Lu Mingtong blushed immediately, he hesitated and said: "Hey, I accidentally fell a few days ago and lost my waist."

The corners of Feng Ji's mouth were already grinning to the ears: "Yeah, but I saw that your strength seems to be still at the waist, it doesn't look like your waist is injured, it looks like..."

"Cough, cough, cough!" Lu Mingtong coughed violently again, covering his voice: "As the saying goes, "fight poison with poison, I just want my back to know that the more difficult and dangerous it is, the more difficult it is to go against the current." !"

Feng Ji's eyes widened: "So that's the case, Ming Tong really has perseverance."

Lu Mingtong wiped his sweat, he only hoped that this annoying ghost would get up soon and stop making fun of him.

But Feng Ji didn't like what he wanted, and stood aside with his hands behind his back.

Lu Mingtong resisted the desire to growl, stiffened his body and continued to walk up.

A chuckle came from behind him, his limbs stopped, and before he turned his head, someone gently hugged his waist.

"you……"

"Don't move." Feng Ji ordered, with a kick on his toes, he flew up with his strength.He pointed to the honored guest seat in the shade on the right: "Since your waist is injured, please stop walking around and go sit over there, the seat of Fengyun Envoy."

Being surrounded by him, Lu Mingtong was unexpectedly moved, and slowly moved to the seat he pointed to and sat down.

This is indeed the place with the best view of the audience.There are four seats next to it, which seem to be the seats of judges.

Feng Ji said something to Xiao Lang on the competition stage, and after the other party nodded, he also flew over lightly, and sat down on the seat next to Lu Mingtong: "When the time comes, I will sit in this seat, if there is anything you don't like Understood, you can ask me."

Lu Mingtong hesitated and said: "There are other judges beside me, I'm afraid it's not appropriate. During the competition, someone will announce the names of the contestants, and I will deal with it carefully."

Feng Ji said: "You don't have to worry about this. Sitting on the other side of me is Jianxi's Mrs. Jingxin. The Jianxi faction has done a lot to help the Wulin League in the past two years. Leader Song invited her to the town. But this teacher is too old and her ears are not very good, even if you yell in her ear that you have amnesia, she can't hear clearly."

Lu Mingtong twitched the corners of his mouth, and was about to speak, but saw Xiao Lang and Song Fengqing on the competition stage, who didn't know what they said. Song Fengqing laughed loudly, and suddenly stretched out his hand, and pulled out the dust from Xiao Lang's waist. Come.

Abandoned by Feng Ji and Lu Mingtong, Lu Douya finally climbed up to the martial arts arena. As soon as he poked his head out, he saw the current martial arts leader and the hottest leader candidate facing each other with their swords drawn. He was immediately stunned.

It was Xiao Lang who smiled at him first, and said: "Little brother, please step aside, swords have no eyes, don't want to hurt you."

Lu Douya immediately blushed and ran away.

The sound of clashing swords and swords sounded, and the moment Lu Douya walked away, the two tall and straight figures on the competition stage immediately tacitly fought together.Even though Lu Mingtong was sitting far away on the martial arts viewing platform, he could still feel the fierce saber wind that flashed when the two of them crossed each other.

After a while, the two separated.Xiao Lang put the dust back into the sheath, and said to Song Fengqing: "Thank you, leader, for your enlightenment."

Song Fengqing shook his head, his eyes were radiant, and he was full of praise: "I haven't seen you for a while, Xiao Shaoxia's martial arts has improved to another level, he is really a talent!"

The two politely studied the competition just now. Lu Mingtong didn't understand, but he also knew that Song Fengqing was praising his sword move just now. He couldn't help wondering, Xiao Lang's martial arts had really improved a lot. Is there really something strange?

Feng Ji on the side kept his chin propped up and looked around since the two sword moves separated. Lu Mingtong asked, "What are you looking at?"

Feng Ji said: "I'm observing the terrain, how should I get out?"

"..." Lu Mingtong reminded: "It's very troublesome for those petals of yours to fall on the ground. If they float all over the place, you can't let them clean it up for you before starting the competition, right?"

So give up and stop working on those head-scratching gimmicks.

Feng Ji's eyes drooped, as if he was disappointed: "Don't Ming Tong like those petals?"

"The petals always appear on the stage, and it's not interesting to see too many." Especially me, I'm already bored.Lu Mingtong thought for a while, and comforted him: "What's more, there are so many spectators in the martial arts competition. If they are as uninterested in flower petals as I am, wouldn't it be a shame for you? Why don't you keep everything simple this time and let Feng Xiao play a song for you? Just show up."

Anyway, the arena is so big, even if Feng Xiao has tremendous strength, he still can't play a loud tune.

Feng Ji didn't speak any more, as if he was seriously thinking about this proposal.

In the evening, a group of people waited to return to the Wulin League. After Lu Mingtong and Song Fengqing said goodbye, they returned to the small courtyard with Xiao Lang.

Lu Mingtong left Xiao Lang's room yesterday, and didn't pay attention to which side Feng Ji was arranged to live in. This time when he came back together, he and Xiao Lang walked into the room side by side, and realized later that maybe yesterday After he left at night, Feng Ji did not leave.

What can happen when you are in the same room with the person you like?No wonder Feng Ji treated him surprisingly well today, and even offered to help him in the martial arts conference. It turned out to be the result of a happy spring breeze last night!

The martial arts competition will start in a few days. If these two people live together every night, aren't they afraid that their health will delay the competition?That's right, Xiao Lang's game is at the end, so they don't have to worry about anything during the previous period.

Couldn't these two people be able to live every night... He and Xiao Lang live so close together, shouldn't they hear any strange noises at night?His face was getting hotter and hotter, Lu Mingtong quickly stopped guessing, patted his face hard without feeling sorry, and forced himself to calm down and go back to the room.

In the room, Feng Ji choked back his laughter until his whole body trembled.

Xiao Lang unloaded the dust, carefully placed it on the table, looked up at Lu Mingtong who was desperately slapping his face in the yard, and then at the person in front of him, and realized something was wrong: "Did you say something to Mingtong?"

Feng Ji withdrew his smile for a moment, with an innocent face: "It's nothing."

Xiao Lang sat down and looked straight into his eyes: "Really? Mingtong's movements are very strange."

Feng Ji told the truth: "I really didn't say anything, it's because he misunderstood himself."

Xiao Lang is so smart, he calculated the answer after careful consideration with that red face, he glanced at the serious person in front of him, and sighed helplessly: "Brother..."

"You're making fun of me again."