The Millennium After Dying Young Chapter 102: KaKaKa

After all, Gu Yue'er didn't change her clothes back, because she felt that she was right, and it was other people who were wrong.

So, she endured the weird eyes all morning.

It wasn't until noon, when the poor little girl was about to change her clothes, yelling "I can't live my own crimes", that things finally turned around.

Everyone's attention was attracted by a more terrifying guy.

The person who came was a man in his thirties, with a back like a whale waist, thick facial features, and his slightly squinted eyes gave off a terrifying sense of weight.

He is about 1.6 meters tall and 1.3 meters wide. He looks like an oval hydrogen balloon from a distance. There is an incomparably mellow aura around her body, which is daunting.

Because of this, the green shirt on his body is like a plastic bag attached to the skin of a watermelon, giving people the illusion that it will split at any time.

He stepped on a long sword that was inversely proportional to his size.

The long sword was flying in the air, and he stood firmly on the sword, with his hands behind his back, a smile on his lips, and his eyes narrowed, looking like a master.

But I don't know why, every few meters the long sword flies, it will tremble up and down uncontrollably, bringing him a jolt, and the fat on his face rolled like waves.

When he entered the hall with the flying sword, many people could not help but gasp when they sensed the powerful airflow caused by his up and down bumps.

Then, they all smelled a smell of sweat.

There were several disciples dressed in common clothes and holding swords who came with Fatty, but after entering the door, they wisely didn't go inside.

The fat man came to the middle and jumped off the sword lightly and delicately.

There is no violent impact, but...

"Crack!"

Cracked tiles...

The crowd fell silent.

"I'm sorry, colleagues, I'm late."

The fat man wiped his sweat in embarrassment, raised his sword and fisted around, never mentioning the abnormality under his feet.

"Fatty look at your feet!" someone booed.

The fat man turned a deaf ear and greeted a few acquaintances: "Oh, you are here so early."

"Li Pengcheng, don't pretend to be stupid, you will lose money if you step on someone's floor!" Someone laughed.

It can be heard that it is just a joke among acquaintances.

The fat man smiled and cursed at those tearing down the stage: "Speak again, I will kill you right now!"

"Come on, come on!" The other party was not to be outdone.

The fat man ignored them, greeted the disciples who came with him, and went to report to the host together.

"Ka Ka Ka..."

Walking all the way, the sound of broken tiles never stopped.

Everyone: "..."

This shameless person actually has his own background music!

Seeing this scene, Gu Yue'er became excited, pulled Xu Le's arm and said, "See! I said there are always people like me. The conference of practitioners, how can they be like ordinary people?" A dress up."

"As long as you are happy..."

Xu Le twitched the corners of his mouth, expressing that he didn't want to talk.

I thought the meeting would start in the morning, but I was told that the leader of Qingmen was on his way, so I had to wait for a long time, feeling sad.

Fortunately, Qingmen is very reliable in doing things. Each sect and faction has a seat, so as not to make trouble because of these messes, Xu Le finds a seat that is much cleaner. During the period, there were occasional quarrels, but they were all resolved by the host. It can be seen that this Qingmen is very capable in the cultivation world.

Thus, Xu Le, who had nothing to do, could only play with his spiritual sense. This morning, he carefully checked the guests one by one, but found nothing, and was a little agitated. In this way, there is no time to deal with Gu Yue'er's mess.

If you have to express a position, Xu Le will definitely stand on the opposite side of Gu Yueer.

Although he also wondered how the Royal Sword Conference was the same as a charity gala, but in comparison, he would rather watch a group of guys in casual clothes or suits promote drinks than look at Gu Yueer's body Commoner, obviously the former is more eye-catching!

After Li Pengcheng took his disciples to sign up and chatted with acquaintances, he suddenly saw Gu Yue'er in the crowd, and his eyes lit up.

"Ka Ka Ka" ran over, and the corners of everyone's mouths twitched wildly, thinking that this guy can't be a little self-aware, he has to crush the tiles in the whole hall to be safe?

However, it is difficult for them to say anything, seeing that several persons in charge are still silent.

But soon, they discovered another extremely shocking thing. This fat man actually got together with that "old lady in civilian clothes".

Li Pengcheng really came to see Gu Yueer. After the two exchanged pleasantries, they began to flatter their business without nutrition. Call it a miracle.

"...Hey, your clothes are not bad, where did you buy them?"

"Hey, I asked someone to do it. Your skin... er, yours is also pretty good. Look at the soft fabric."

As one of the few alternatives on the scene, they chatted very well.

Everyone was speechless.

Xu Le couldn't listen anymore, and got up to go outside for a breath of fresh air.

At this moment, a loud laugh came from outside the hall.

"I'm sorry, everyone, I'm late!"

The voice was loud and soft, different from the yelling of ordinary people, this voice was actually transmitted directly to the ears of everyone present.

Xu Le was taken aback for a moment, and after realizing it, he looked up in surprise.

Based on the sentence just now, Xu Le can judge that the cultivation base of the visitor is probably much higher than that of everyone present!

Is there such a strong existence in the cultivation world of this world? Xu Le was shocked.

I thought that even if the greatest unhappiness happened, it would definitely be enough to settle it with one percent of the power.

But now, at least one and a half percent will do!

Who is this terrible guy? !

Xu Le thought curiously.

At this time, an old man walked in from outside the hall.

The visitor was about sixty or seventy years old, his beard and hair were all white, but his complexion did not have the slumped look that old people should have.

He is wearing a snow-white coat, and when he walks, the sleeves flutter, and he walks like a dragon or a tiger, which shows that he is not a person with ostentatious appearance.

Along with him, there were several strong men with thick backs, but they would not come in when they came outside the door.

As soon as the old man entered the door, the original persons in charge stepped forward one after another, bowing in unison and saying: "Master of the door!"

At this time, Li Pengcheng quietly introduced to Gu Yue'er: "Master of Qingmen, Mu Changqing."

Gu Yue'er nodded, her expression a little unnatural.

Xu Le glanced at her, feeling a little confused. Judging from Gu Yueer's performance, it should be her first time to participate in this kind of conference, but why she behaved a little strangely towards Mu Changqing.

Did the two know each other before?

"You guys have worked hard, go get busy first, I'll chat with my old friends."

"Yes!" Several persons in charge quickly retreated.

Mu Changqing bowed his hands to everyone and apologized: "I'm sorry, old friends, it's late, don't blame me!"

The people who were eating and drinking put down their cups long ago, and now they greeted them with smiles.

"Old Mu, if you don't come, we will be leaving!"

"That's right, but it's earlier than last time, I'm sorry!" Everyone laughed happily, but they didn't really mean to pursue it.

Mu Changqing squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "This is not an example, this is not an example."

After exchanging pleasantries like this, Mu Changqing was about to invite everyone to move to the martial arts arena.

At this moment, a person in charge ran to him and whispered something in his ear. Mu Changqing didn't know what he heard, and his face showed surprise. He looked up and looked around, and finally, his eyes fixed on Gu Yue'er.

Seeing that the person in charge nodded, Mu Changqing walked towards Gu Yueer under everyone's astonished eyes.

Because of the road conditions, he walked very hard this way, not to mention his deep feet and shallow feet. There was another time when his foot got stuck in the tile fragments and he almost couldn't pull it out. Everyone who watched almost laughed out loud.

This time, Mu Changqing knew who the problem was without anyone telling him, so he gave a certain fat man an annoyed look.

Li Pengcheng kept a straight face, pretending he didn't see anything.

Finally, Mu Changqing came to Gu Yueer who had an unnatural expression, and said something that caught everyone by surprise.

"Before the conference begins, let us welcome the new head of the Yellow Gate, Gu Yueer."

"Master Gu, I welcome you on behalf of the Sword Society." Mu Changqing looked at Gu Yue'er with a smile.

Except for Xu Le, everyone was stunned, the head of the Yellow Gate, so young?

But in the face of Mu Changqing's enthusiasm, Gu Yueer did not show the enthusiasm she should have.

The little girl looked back at him with a cold face, without saying a word.

It seems that Mu Changqing is her father and enemy.