After a while, a group of men and women with cold air came to the foot of the mountain.

"The people from the Big Ice Field have arrived!" Someone recognized the identities of these people.

Among the top 20 top forces in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, the Great Ice Field is recognized as a low-key person. The headquarters is located in the endless ice field in the northernmost part of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. At ordinary times, the masters in the sect rarely enter other regions, resulting in a low influence in various places.

Just talking about the last time about the Wanhua Tomb, even the Eastern Family moved, and Dabingyuan did not send out a single soldier.

But there are losses and gains. Correspondingly, the Great Ice Field has managed the area where the Endless Ice Field is located in an iron bucket, with such great influence that almost prevents the rest of the top forces from entering.

Therefore, even the three giants such as the Tao family have a stay away from Dabingyuan, and they will not offend them if they can not offend them.

Seeing Dabingyuan people approaching, Tao Baibai and others immediately stepped forward to say hello.

The lord of the Great Ice Field was named Xun Zhaoxiong. He was a short man six feet tall with a hexagonal ice crystal lit up between his eyebrows. He didn't know whether it was because of his personality or martial arts, but he looked cold and looked cold. He just nodded his head to Tao Baibai and others, and he was considered a gift.

Tao Baibai and others were no longer surprised. However, the other elders in the Dabingyuan were quite enthusiastic and exchanged a few greetings with the leaders.

Many people's eyes involuntarily fell on one of the delicate young men. Especially the young generation present had different eyes.

Compared with sect wars, individual wars are always more eye-catching.

Also, because the general group is full of the top bosses, it is difficult to predict before it comes out. The youth group is different. Even the blind man knows that this term is still the world of the three masters.

The delicate young man's hand-cranked folding fan, his leisurely temperament separated him from the people around him, and suddenly made people guess his identity.

"Glacier Young Master" Tang Xiu.

All the top forces present were all top-notch disciples, and the worst were all top-notch disciples. Their vision and knowledge were not comparable to ordinary people in the world. But even so, Tang Xiu's excellent style still made a large number of girls dazzling and red.

Even Qiu Rongshang and Wu Yuanyuan couldn't help but look at Tang Xiu a few more times.

However, Tang Xiu's eyes shot at another group of belated crowds at this time, to be precise, a tall young man in the crowd.

This man was wearing a long gaunt of navy blue, and his appearance was far less handsome than Tang Xiu's handsomeness, but his rough face had a kind of male charm that was different from ordinary people. With his strong figure, he stood out from the crowd while walking, and walked. He was obviously a young man, but he actually suppressed some elders in his aura.

The tall young man sensed Tang Xiu's gaze and looked over. For a moment, the two of them had their eyes intersected in mid-air, as if an electric current was passing by.

"Yan Qingting." Tang Xiu smiled.

Many people only know that this tall young man with a compelling temperament is Yan Qingting, the "Three Wonderful Young Masters" among the three great princes.

Yan Qingting also laughed, "Brother Tang, don't be fine."

Everyone around looked at the same outstanding young men with interesting interest. The fighting spirit between the two actually made the leaders and elders a foil.

However, no one is angry, just like the elders witnessing the best children competing, but more praise and fun.

This special treatment made the other young people on the scene envious and jealous, but they could only do anything. If they were to be scolded by their teachers, they would have been so decent.

It seemed that it was not lively enough, a wisp of sword energy was suddenly activated at this time, piercing through the void, making a crisp sound, and sparks burst out for no reason.

Tang Xiu and Yan Qingting both changed their expressions, and at the same time turned their heads to look at the other side.

Many people on that side were panicked and retreated, and finally the figure of a man in a hat was exposed. The man raised his left hand and took off his hat, revealing a very young face. It was not ugly or handsome, but it was different from ordinary people.

Just like a arc of autumn water in the long sky, like a ray of cold light beside the lonely moon, although he stood in the bustling crowd, he gave people a sense of loneliness in the wilderness.

But when he smiled when he faced the gaze of everyone, he felt as if the glacier was thawing, and he seemed so sunny and cheerful.

Such a unique and completely opposite temperament appears on the same person, and a well-known name pops up in the minds of many people.

Li Qiuhan, "Picking Star Young Master" Li Qiuhan.

Perhaps many people say that the most talented disciple of Haomiao Academy should be Gui Donghan, but that is not accurate. In other words, the most outstanding disciple of Axe Dao is Gui Donghan.

The path of swordsmanship is always Li Qiuhan. His understanding and attainment in swordsmanship even surpasses many elders in Haomiaoyuan.

There is even an argument within Haomiao Academy, which believes that if Haomiao Academy had not studied swordsmanship deeply enough and restricted Li Qiuhan's growth, his strength would have been much more terrifying and much terrifying than it is now.

But even so, he stood at the peak of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty's young people, as dazzling as Tang Xiu and Yan Qingting, and could only temporarily stand at a disadvantage.

The three great young masters and the three most popular young leaders in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty martial arts world happened to stand in a triangle, looking at each other, an invisible momentum spreading, which made many young peers feel depressed in their chests and felt incomparable frustration.

Huawei Peak, who had returned from arriving in the world, stood beside Wu Guanting, smiling bitterly with admiration.

The top geniuses of Zihua City, Zuo Shaojun, Ke Junxia, ​​Tie Yunge of the Iron Blood Alliance, Miao Xiangjun of the Miao family, Huang Lianhua of the Beggars' Sect and others, and Bai Qingzhou of the Bai family, all felt the strong pressure at this moment.

Li Qiuhan was not talkative, but nodded to the other two and bowed to the leaders. He took the lead and walked forward. The court personnel found out that they were right, walked into the depths of Dajun Mountain, and left everyone behind.

The deadlock was broken and the others were not convenient for them to stay. After they greeted each other, they lined up to check in in order.

Wu Yuanyuan looked anxious and looked back from time to time, but she never saw the person she wanted to see, so she couldn't help biting her lips. When Wu Guanting saw it, she laughed in her heart, but she was also a little worried.

But at this moment, a lark-like cheer sounded from behind, "Senior Brother Zhuo!"

The sound was too soft and the owner of the sound was too eye-catching, which caused many people to turn their heads to look. However, Qiu Rongshang ran out of the queue and waved to the young man who was walking alone.

The young man was wearing a very simple white roll gold-edged silk gown with a jade belt, which made him look particularly tall and tall. His hair was wrapped in a white cloth scarf, and the two strands of floating silk on his forehead were gently stroked, and he was often caressing the corner of his mouth that seemed to be smiling.

Others came to participate in the war, and their fighting spirit was thriving. But this person stood on the sword, as if he was here to go out for a walk in the mountains, and he was leisurely while walking in the garden.

That kind of free and unrestrained expression appeared on a masculine and handsome face that made women all over the world hold their breath. It shows how charming it is. Many girls immediately stared at it, and their hearts were beating many shots.

Seeing Qiu Rongshang running happily, Zhuo Mufeng also smiled. He didn't expect to see this girl here. When the other party approached, he said, "Junior Sister Qiu, long time no see."

This revelation of Qiu Rongshang's "bad" memories, and she glared at her eyes and said angrily, "You still have the face to say it!"

Some familiar people were curious, not knowing how these two met, and they looked very different. This made many young men taste good.

When Qiu Yue saw his daughter talking and laughing in front of Zhuo Mufeng, he frowned and shouted, "Shang'er, what kind of decent thing is it in public? Come back!"

Qiu Rongshang was controlled by her father since childhood. Seeing that her father was angry, she was afraid of losing face to him, so she had to give Zhuo Mufeng a look and return with a look of resentment.

At this time, Zhuo Mufeng also saw the Sanjiang League and his group, and hurriedly walked up and greeted Wu Guanting, Meng Jiuxiao and others one by one.

"It's good to come." Wu Guanting breathed a sigh of relief and his smile deepened three points.

Zhuo Mufeng naturally saw Miss Wu, and did not dare to act too intimate, so he called out to his sister. Miss Wu seemed to have not heard of it, but just looked straight ahead with cold eyes, as if she had not seen him.

Zhuo Mufeng thought she was trying to avoid suspicion, so he didn't care and followed her with a smile.

After some inspection, everyone climbed the mountain and arrived at the halfway up the mountain in about half an hour. There was a huge flat land here, which was the place where the Fengyun Conference was held.

After that, all sects would be stationed here. The imperial court had already built some simple tents according to the specifications of the sects. The Sanjiang League was at the highest level and was arranged in a bush on the east side of the plain.

The day after the conference begins. After the people of Sanjiang League settled down, they had rest and practiced their skills. Many people were walking around in the mountains to watch, and in short, they did their own things.

Zhuo Mufeng looked around and saw that no one was paying attention, so he secretly walked towards the independent tent where Miss Wu was. This guy just wrote down his location.

I knocked on the wooden door outside the tent, and Miss Wu's voice came from inside, "Who?"

"Miss, it's me." Zhuo Mufeng whispered.

There was no movement inside. Zhuo Mufeng thought the other party had not heard it, so he shouted a few times in a row, but still did not respond and did not see the other party coming to open the door.

This guy simply used his skills, drew the clan from the air, and pushed the door in.

Miss Wu, who was lying on the mat inside, immediately got up, saw that it was him, pointed at him and shouted, "What are you doing when you come in? Who told you to come in? Go out!"

Zhuo Mufeng closed the door and said with a shy smile, "Miss, last time I was forced by my adoptive father, so I dare not tell you, don't be angry, okay?"

He thought Wu Yuanyuan was angry because he didn't tell her when he went to Wuyou Island.

Wu Yuanyuan "Where am I angry? Don't be self-indulgent, go out, go out!" Seeing that he was reluctant to leave, she simply stood up and pushed Zhuo Mufeng.

Zhuo Mufeng said with a headache, "I really have no choice but to listen to my adoptive father, right?"

Wu Yuanyuan sneered, "It's a must? It sounds so nice. Did my father ask you to attract bees and butterflies?"

What sounded wrong, Zhuo Mufeng said speechlessly, "What are you talking nonsense?"

"Do you go? If you don't leave, I'll call someone." Miss Wu obviously knocked over the jealousy and couldn't listen to anything. Zhuo Mufeng had no choice but to avoid the big deal, he had to retreat with a depressed look on his face, and with a slam, the wooden door was closed heavily.
Chapter completed!