Abandon the emperor as a prisoner

The Wanxin Grand Meeting is a newly established martial arts competition in Jianghu recently. It aims to train newcomers and master the strength of other sects, so all sects attach great importance to it.

Xiao Luo followed Gu Mingzhou to Jiuling Mountain, the only person in his entourage was Jiang Haoxuan.

Shen Tianci originally wanted to be with Gu Mingzhou, but as a member of Feitian Yujianzong, he had to act with his own sect.

Jiuling Mountain is full of outstanding people, green and beautiful, and various sects gather on the top of the mountain to compete in the martial arts platform.

Looking around, the bustling disciples were dressed in the uniforms of their respective sects, neat and eye-catching.

Looking down at his clothes, Xiao Luo couldn't help but sigh.

"What's the matter? Are you not satisfied with the clothes I chose for you?"

Xiao Luo raised his eyes lightly to look at Gu Mingzhou, suppressed the anger in his heart, and smiled, "How could that be? I like the clothes the prince chose for me."

It could be seen that Xiao Luo was forcing a smile, but Gu Mingzhou didn't see through it, and strode forward with one hand behind his back.

Jiang Haoxuan, who was walking beside Gu Mingzhou, couldn't help but glanced at Xiao Luo, his cheeks flushed slightly.

Xiao Luo is wearing women's clothing today, wearing pearl emerald, heavy makeup, pink gauze and red dress, graceful and charming, like a famous female branch in a brothel.

Jiang Haoxuan knew that the clothes were deliberately used by Gu Mingzhou to humiliate Xiao Luo, but he still couldn't help but be moved.

As soon as Xiao Luo like this appeared in front of the various sects in Jianghu, there was a commotion immediately.

Most of these disciples recognized Xiao Luo, and it was precisely because they recognized Xiao Luo that the reaction was even greater.

"He's still alive?"

The one who made the deep voice was the force behind the Heavenly Power Kingdom—the suzerain of the Wanqiang Sect, the spear god Meng Fei.

Meng Fei stroked his mustache, and looked at Xiao Luo full of regret.

"Being treated as a plaything by the enemy country, fortunately he still has the face to live!"

The head of Tianxuan Kingdom's Thunderbolt—Storm Hammer Li Kuangfeng held a big hammer weighing more than a thousand catties in both hands, with a look of disgust on his face.

"Sect Leader Li said that if it were me, I would rather die."

Ye Luohua, head of the Sky Sect, said casually while sipping tea, standing beside him was his direct disciple "Beautiful Jade Soul" Su Mo.

"Master Ye's words are wrong. A man can bend and stretch, and he is proud to endure humiliation."

A man in white spoke leisurely, his voice was clear and melodious, like the sounds of nature, and on his waist was wearing a long sword that was crystal clear from the hilt to the scabbard.

The name of this sword is Yunshuijian, and the name of this person is Lu Yunchu, who is the head of the Heavenly Sword Sect and one of the "Seven Kingdoms and Three Swords" sword masters.

"I agree with Yunchu..." A man who always likes to squint and smile just opened his mouth when he saw Lu Yunchu throwing a sharp eye knife at him. He immediately shrank his neck and changed his mouth: "Cough, I agree with Jian According to the holy scriptures, a man should be able to bend and stretch, how easy it is to die, but the hardest thing to live."

After speaking, he raised an eyebrow at Lu Yunchu, with an expression of asking for credit, but Lu Yunchu ignored it.

He is the master of the Yudaomen of Kaiyang Kingdom, Xiedao Zhou Nantian.

"The Sword Master and Clan Master Zhou think he is bearing the burden of humiliation?" Ye Luohua chuckled twice, and looked Xiao Luo up and down, "First he lost his martial arts and then experienced the pain of subjugation, and now he still has the face to wear it Appearing in front of us like this is more like trying to survive than bearing humiliation!"

As soon as Ye Luohua finished speaking, some disciples from other sects laughed.

The one who laughed the loudest was Shen Tianci, if not for the presence of his suzerain "Xianjian" Mo Bai, Shen Tianci might have already run to Xiao Luo to show off his might.

Fragmentary but mean laughter reached Xiao Luo's ears, and Xiao Luo clenched his fists tightly with both hands hidden in his sleeves.

"Xiao Luo, aren't you happy to see so many old acquaintances?"

Gu Mingzhou's hand naturally rested on Xiao Luo's shoulder.

Xiao Luo also naturally let his stiff and tense body soften, and snuggled into Gu Mingzhou's arms, pretending to be a little bird.

Beside, Jiang Haoxuan frowned.

Seeing Xiao Luo's appearance, Lu Yunchu closed his eyes and rubbed the acupoints between his eyebrows, feeling a little bit uneasy.