It was a bolt from the blue! Yang Donghai stood there as if he was hit by five thunders: Why, why is this...

I guessed the beginning, but couldn't guess the ending... Zhou Xiaolin's mouth was so wide that he could swallow an egg: Why! Why didn't he really go to Yang Donghai, who had a good relationship with the Five Poisons Sect, but went to Bei Long?

Wait! What did she praise her surname Bei just now? She is upright, strong, righteous, and talented and beautiful...

Both talented and beautiful? Zhou Xiaolin looked at Bei Long's face and then Yang Donghai's face, and suddenly understood something...

Fan Wuya looked at Bei Zhenzhen again with her small eyes, and smiled with her goatee: It’s a bit interesting!

Bei Long said with a smile: "The saint is willing to join me in Mingjiao. Of course I can't ask for it. Please take your seat first!"

"I agreed! I'm not allowed to regret it!" Zhu Zhenzhen blinked at Beilong with a smile and took a seat at the middle level.

"She really came for the Bei surname?" Zuo Fu Shengzi looked at Youbi Shengzi in surprise: "I also gave Yang Tianzun's face to the Bei surname. She probably didn't know what Yang Tianzun's status in our Ming Cult, right?"

"The ignorant is just fearless!" The Holy Son of Youbi curled his lips: "The Five Poison Sects have been destroyed, what is she?"

"Yes! The Five Poison Sects have all been destroyed!" Zuo Fu Shengzi also comforted himself: "What can she do if she comes for the Bei surname?"

Although they said that, the majority of Ming Cult disciples did not think so. This is the saint of the Five Poisons Sect coming to join us!

Regardless of whether the Five Poisons Sect is destroyed or not, being able to be a saint in the Five Poisons Sect is naturally not a fictional reputation!

Moreover, although Yu Zhenzhen slapped Yang Donghai in the face, Yang Donghai proved his identity for Yu Zhenzhen!

Yang Donghai proved his identity in order to prove his identity, but Zhu Zhenzhen slapped Yang Donghai in the face, which further highlighted how dignified the new leader was, with a strong and righteous heart, and a talented person... Cough cough!

Hope was rekindled in the hearts of the Ming Cult disciples. No matter what, there are already two, right?

There are only these two, right? Zhou Xiaolin comforted himself so much: Everything is still within the acceptable range!

With so many friends from Yang Donghai who have come to the world, isn't that good as Wang Shouyu and the other one?

But in order to avoid the long nights and dreams, Zhou Xiaolin thought it would be better to quickly move forward to the next process, so he hadn't even sat down. Zhou Xiaolin asked Bei Long: "Master, it's getting late, we have to start..."

"Songshan sent the four admirers of Songshan Ding Fan to congratulate the leader!" At this moment, someone shouted another among the nine saints.

What? Zhou Xiaolin, Yang Donghai, Fan Wuya and even all the disciples of the Ming Cult, and friends from the Jianghu were shocked.

It’s not that the Songshan Sect is so great. Although the Songshan Sect was rich in ancestors, it has become a second-rate sect. It is at the same level as the Five Poison Sect. Ding Fan and Zhu Zhenzhen have similar status in the world.

But don’t forget that the Songshan School is a famous and upright school!

I used to wave flags and shout after being behind the Shaolin Sect, and I was known as a renowned sect who was irreconcilable with the Demon Sect!

How could he congratulate the leader of the Demon Sect?

However, a down-and-out swordsman really flew up, and it was indeed Ding Fan, one of the four Songshan schools and Songshan schools!

Zhou Xiaolin and Yang Donghai didn't have to look at each other this time and knew that they were not looking for each other. They were both famous devils in the world, and everyone in the famous and upright family called for a fight. How could they know Ding Fan?

Could it be... Zhou Xiaolin and Yang Donghai both had a strong ominous premonition: was it because of the surname Bei?

Ding Fan clasped his fists at Bei Long: "Songshan Sect Ding Fan, I wish Master Bei..."

"Okay, Lao Ding!" Bei Long smiled and opened his arms: "It's all brothers, why are you doing so politely!"

Ding Fan clearly remembered that he and Bei Long met for the first time on the train. He bowed to Bei Long and said that he had been admired for a long time. As a result, Bei Long hugged him and said that he had been admired for a long time. All those who could come were my Bei Long's brothers.

Although Bei Long was regarded as a hero by all China, he was actually just an unknown man in the martial arts world. Ding Fan felt that as a famous figure was not that strong. But at this moment, Bei Long had become the leader of the Ming Cult, a big figure who was not even as good as the head of their Songshan Sect, but could still be called brothers to him. Ding Fan suddenly felt flattered, and quickly jumped to the upper level of the Ming King Platform, hugged Bei Long vigorously, and said excitedly: "Congratulations, brother!"

Zhou Xiaolin, Yang Donghai, Fan Wuya and even all the disciples of the Ming Cult, and friends in the Jianghu were silent: This is not true...

The leader of the Ming Cult can actually be called brothers and brothers with masters from famous schools. This is something that has not happened in the Ming Cult in a thousand years!

Although the Ming Cult and the upright sects of famous families are incompatible, today is the grand ceremony of light, and Ding Fan is the guest to congratulate him again. Bei Long also called Ding Fan brothers. Of course, the Ming Cult cannot attack Ding Fan. Zhou Xiaolin and Yang Donghai can only stare at Ding Fan and sit in the middle level with a swagger. They are so angry that their faces are blushing and their necks are thick, but the majority of Ming Cult disciples are overjoyed and discuss excitedly:

"Ding Fan, I know that he is the best among the four shows in Songshan!"

"Our leader is indeed in a vast world of friendship, and even the prestigious sects have masters coming to congratulate him. Who can compare?"

"That's right, this is the first time in the history of our Ming Cult, right?"

Zhou Xiaolin was so angry that his teeth were itchy when he heard this, but even he had to admit that Bei Long's move was really amazing.

Not to mention whether there will be friends from the world in the future, the meaning represented by Ding Fan is enough to make Bei Long invincible.

Zhou Xiaolin quickly sent a message to Yang Donghai: "A second-rate sect in Songshan, comes as soon as it comes, what's the point?"

Yang Donghai was a little discouraged, but after Zhou Xiaolin said this, it was true that the Songshan Sect was actually shocked by the famous and upright sects, but it was just a second-rate sect!

One is Ding Fan, the other is Zhu Zhenzhen, and the other is Wang Shouyu... only three are there, and they haven't lost yet!

Fan Wuya looked at Bei Long with surprise flashing in her eyes, and nodded slightly while rubbing her goatee's beard...

"This is amazing!" Zuo Fu Shengzi blinked: "Sixiu of Songshan is also a famous figure in the world..."

"What's so great?" Youbi Shengzi said dissatisfiedly: "The Songshan Sect is just a second-rate sect. The Four Xius of Songshan are still below us in their status in the world. If you have the ability, he will be a super sect!"

The secret of the Holy Son Youbi's voice was still echoing in Zuofu's ears. Suddenly, a beggar with a ragged and dusty face appeared in front of the stage. The old beggar paused the crutch with an iron-beaten crutch on the bluestone. The sound of gold and iron clashed suddenly made everyone quiet:

"Beggar Gang, Shi Baohe, congratulate the leader Bei!"

"Hiss..." Everyone couldn't help but take a breath: hallucination! This must be an hallucination!

Beggar Gang! This is the largest beggar Gang in the world! Beggar Gang, which is ranked alongside the Ming Cult, is the six major Chinese sects!

More importantly, the Beggars' Sect is a big shot among the famous and upright sects! Shaolin Wudang is tied for the first place, and then the Beggars' Sect!

Shi Baohe is not an unknown soldier from the Beggars' Sect, but a five-way guardian with eight cloth bags, nicknamed "Tieguai Wuqing"!

Almost no one who has ever walked around the world does not know the name of Shi Baohe, the "Tieguai Wurong"!

Suddenly, the friends in the Jianghu who were sitting on the lower level couldn't help but stand up. Although the friends in the Jianghu who were sitting on the middle level were still sitting still, they looked unnatural. Shi Baohe, the identity of the Beggar Gang protector, had already overwhelmed them all! Of course, they were still incomparable to the four Heavenly Lords of the Ming Cult, but the problem is that even the four Heavenly Lords of the Ming Cult do not have friends of this level!

The voice of Zuo Fu Shengzi was a little trembling: "Shi Baohe, the guardian of the Beggars' Sect, congratulate the leader!"

Shi Baohe's status allowed him to fly directly to the upper level of the Ming King Platform. Beilong had already opened his arms and waited for him. Shi Baohe was different from Ding Fan. Beilong saved Shi Baohe's life!

So Shi Baohe and Beilong hugged each other vigorously and laughed heroically: "Brother, congratulations! Congratulations!"

Everyone, including Zhou Xiaolin and Yang Donghai, were shocked at this moment. As long as they were not blind, they could see that Ding Fan and Bei Long were indeed friends, but they were just friends. Shi Baohe was different. He and Bei Long were brothers, and they were definitely brothers who had been through life and death together!

Why don’t I have such a brother? Zhou Xiaolin and Yang Donghai were full of envy, jealousy and hatred. At this time, they could no longer deceive themselves. Bei Long had already gained the upper hand in this invisible contest. There was no need to calculate one, two or three. Just Shi Baohe, the guardian of the Beggars’ Sect, was enough to match the more than thirty shrimp soldiers and crab generals they invited!

Fan Wuya's face couldn't hide his joy, and she rubbed his goatee hand by hand.

The disciples of the Ming Cult are both surprised and happy. Ding Fan is enough for them to brag for half a year, let alone Shi Baohe?

"My God! That's the eight guardians of the Beggars' Sect!"

"It's amazing my leader!"

"Our leader took office but even the Beggars' Sect and Songshan came to congratulate him. He was unprecedented and there was no one behind him!"

"So what?" The Holy Son of Youbi was actually convinced, but he was still stubborn: "Although the Beggars' Sect is a super sect, Shi Baohe is just eight bags of guardians. If you have the ability, you will be the leader!"

Zuo Fu Shengzi looked at what he wanted to say, and then opened his mouth and heard someone beside him yelling: "Grandma Tang Sect, congratulate the leader!"

Oh my god! Zuo Fu Shengshen, Youbi Shengshen and everyone present widened their eyes in disbelief!

Grandma Tang Sect!

The number one sister of Tangjiabao!

The big boss among the first-class sects, and in terms of seniority alone, the grandma of the Tang clan is even above the head of the Shaolin Wudang!

Grandma Tang hasn't appeared in the world for decades. Could it be... she also made a special trip to congratulate our leader?

Even Zhou Xiaolin, Yang Donghai and the others did not notice it themselves, and before they knew it, they no longer thought about each other...

This time, not only was the lower-level friend, but even Shi Baohe, who was sitting in the middle and even the upper-level, stood up.

It is not only because of the identity of the grandma of the Tang Sect, but also because of the seniority of the grandma of the Tang Sect, but also the beautiful face and unparalleled temperament of the Tang Sect, which amazed them like a fairy in Lingbo.

A snow-white hair that is as bright as silver as ankles, a beautiful face that is as charming as flowers and jade, Tang Ying was wearing a bright red robe that looks like a red blood, as if she was walking from a painting and floating to the top of the Mingwang Platform!

At this moment, even Bei Long could not help but be moved by her peerless beauty. Her eyes met and Bei Long said, "You are here."

Tang Ying looked at Bei Long with a sweet smile, and gently opened her cherry lips and said, "Yes, I'm here."

Bei Long smiled, reached out and held Tang Ying's slender hand, and personally led her to the most noble guest seat.

Tang Ying Shiran sat down in this most noble guest seat, sitting here, just opposite Bei Long's main seat.

Although Tang Ying didn't even say anything congratulated, no one suspected that Tang Ying and Bei Long were not friends.

No! The word "friend" is not enough to describe the relationship between these two people! Zhou Xiaolin and Yang Donghai were full of malicious speculations:

This is a dog couple!

Forget it... Zhou Xiaolin and Yang Donghai have lost their comparative intentions, or rather, from the moment Tang Ying appeared, comparison has lost its meaning. The highest status of friends they invited is the head of a third-rate sect. To put it bluntly, they are not worthy of carrying shoes to the grandma of the Tang clan!

Fan Wuya's eyes showed a look of sigh. He was already regretting that he had arranged his cousin Hao Ren to appear smartly. He thought that he arranged his cousin Hao Ren to appear to earn face for Bei Long. Now it seems that he was just backfiring and pulling Bei Long back. Bei Long's relatives and friends group were full of big bosses...

So happy! At this moment, the disciples of the Ming Cult are so excited that they can't speak. Their master has too many connections!

Before this, their understanding of Bei Long was just the Golden Scale Holy Son secretly cultivated by Master Wei. Their recognition of Bei Long only came from the trust of Master Wei, but at this moment they finally began to recognize Bei Long, not because Master Wei, but because Bei Long made them recognize it!

"Brother," Zuo Fu Shengzi looked at Youbi Shengzi in contemptuously: "Your mouth has been bright!"

"No!" The old son of Youbi blushed and the dead duck said stubbornly: "Grandma Tang Sect is not the head of the sect, I'm talking about the head of the sect!"

At this moment, someone among the nine saints yelled: "Sikongyuan, the head of the Snow Mountain Sect, congratulate the leader!"

He also said that your mouth has not been shined? Zuo Fu Shengzi glanced at Youbi Shengzi speechlessly, and suddenly a white light flashed in front of him. When he quickly raised his eyes, he saw a man in white robe standing on the top of the Mingwang Platform.

"Snow Mountain Sect Sikong Yuan, I wish Master Bei a smooth sailing and great success!" The man in white robe bowed to Bei Long coldly. He was about forty or fifty years old, with long black hair shawls, five strands of long beards and abdomen. He was wearing a white robe and danced in the mountain breeze, and his body felt a chill that he should not be close to acquaintances or acquaintances!

The disciples of the Ming Cult have all been prepared for a collective orgasm. Starting from Wang Shouyu, one by one, they are all for Bei Long. The new leader's position in their hearts has risen sharply and approached Wei Chunfeng.

And their pleasure is also rising sharply - only one is missing! Only one is missing, they can have a collective orgasm!

Kang Mao Beiji!

Yang Donghai looked at Zhou Xiaolin with a glimmer of hope: "Don't you know Sikong Yuan of the Snow Mountain Sect?"

"I didn't invite him." Zhou Xiaolin shook his head weakly: I invited him, he said he didn't have time...

Bei Long nodded with a smile: "Thank you, Master Sikong, please take your seat."

Sikong Yuan nodded slightly, but did not take his seat immediately, but turned to Zhou Xiaolin and showed a smile:
Chapter completed!