Aunt Meng stood at the door, watching Lin Chong and Yukino's backs gradually fade away, and then turned back to the villa.

Su Miao and Lu Yin sat on the sofa, relatively speechless, and the atmosphere was quite deserted.

"He's gone?"

Seeing Aunt Meng come in, Su Miao took the initiative to break the silence.

Aunt Meng nodded and walked straight to Su Miao to sit down. Her eyes swept across the faces of the two women, and a faint smile appeared on the corners of her mouth: "Since you are worried, why don't you follow me?"

"Forget it."

Lu Yin sighed and said listlessly: "Even if we follow us, what can we do besides causing trouble? Why not just wait at home."

After saying that, Lu Yin lay back, her delicate body fell on the sofa, and her whole body seemed to be bored.

Su Miaoze asked his most concerned question: "Aunt Meng, do you think Lin Chong... will be dangerous?"

"There are dangers, after all, people's hearts are unpredictable."

Aunt Meng looked calm and comforted her in a calm tone: "But you don't have to be too nervous. Brother Lin's strength has been fully restored. There are only a handful of people who can defeat him in the world. If someone wants to take the opportunity to be unfavorable to him, Xue Xuanyuan's fate is a lesson."

After listening to Aunt Meng’s analysis, Su Miao and Lu Yin looked at each other and felt a little relaxed.

"Miss, otherwise, let's sneak over and take a look?" Lu Yin pursed her rosy cherry lips, and her beautiful eyes turned around and asked tentatively.

Su Miao was a little moved about Lu Yin's proposal.

But after all, she was more rational than emotional. She thought seriously for a moment and shook her head decisively refused: "You said that we only caused trouble in the past. What we should do most now is to wait patiently for Lin Chong to return."

*******

At 9:30 in the morning, Beijing National Museum.

Countless warriors blocked the square in front of the National Museum. Because the crowd was too dense, it even spread to the road near the square, causing traffic to be blocked. Cars lined up in long queues, and horns were heard one after another.

Around the square, police officers with live ammunition and members of the Wu League wearing uniforms could be seen everywhere. Both sides worked together to maintain order and were sweating profusely.

"Fuck, who pushed me?"

"Which bastard has stepped on my feet?"

"Don't squeeze the brothers behind!"

"Master, senior brother, where are you?"

As more and more warriors entered the square, the scene became more and more chaotic.

In just half an hour, at least five fights occurred in the square, but the onlookers did not stop them, but instead applauded.

"Fight! Fight!"

Near the entrance of the square, two warriors fought for a trivial matter of being a little bit like a chicken. You punch me and I give you a kick, and the fight was very enthusiastic.

Both of these warriors are taking the path of being a foreigner's horizontal training. They have wide arms and round waists, thick skin and thick flesh, and the strength gap is not big. Therefore, they become more and more vigorous as they fight, and they are very likely to not give up until they completely defeat the other party.

"Bang!"

During the melee, the shorter warrior accidentally got hit on his face and suddenly turned into a panda eye.

"Oh, you dare to slap me in the face!"

The warrior was very angry and screamed, lifting his left foot as fast as lightning, and kicked his vaginal leg hard between the opponent's legs.

"hiss!"

The onlookers took a breath of cold air at the same time. Some of them were close to each other subconsciously covered their crotch, and they seemed to hear the sound of egg shattering in their ears.

The warrior who was kicked in the vital part had wide eyes, his face was twisted, his face was sometimes blue and white, and his body subconsciously bent into a shrimp-shaped shape, so he couldn't stand up straight for a long time.

"You...you are mean!"

He glared at the shorter warrior and gritted his teeth and said three words.

"hehe."

The shorter warrior sneered twice, raised his chest and raised his belly, showed the style of a winner, looked down at his opponent from a high point, and cleared his throat at the same time, preparing to make a few sarcastic words.

Just then, a shout suddenly came from a distance.

"Zhenwu Gate has arrived!"

The warriors around who were planning to watch the show turned their heads at the same time and looked in the direction of the sound, with uniform movements, just like they had been rehearsed in advance.

The two warriors abandoned by the onlookers looked at each other, looking at me, and the atmosphere became particularly awkward.

After looking at each other for about seven or eight seconds, they looked away tacitly, pretended that nothing had happened, and squeezed into the crowd separately, becoming a member of the onlookers.

At the entrance of the square.

Several high-end cars with silver-gray all over the body were parked there, with a unique Zhenwu Gate logo painted in the conspicuous position of the body, and two small flags were also inserted on the front of the car.

Lu Guichen, wearing an indigo blue gown, walked out of the car in front first, with a plain expression and calm waves.

Immediately afterwards, some men and women wearing white training suits walked out of the car behind, and Ning Zheng was also among them. They walked to Lu Guichen and stood there. Although they were of different heights, fat and thinness, they were all very demeanor.

"It seems we came the earliest."

Lu Guichen looked around his eyes, his expression a little elusive.

"As a local snake, of course, we should arrive early so as not to say that we deliberately pretend to behave."

A middle-aged man with a wide mouth and a bearded face was casually taken over the conversation.

Lu Guichen glanced at the middle-aged man and nodded slightly: "It makes sense, but it doesn't matter, let's go in."

He dusted his sleeves and walked forward, and the Zhenwu Sect people behind him naturally followed.

Wherever we go, the crowd separates to both sides like a tide, giving way out a passage.

"What a strong spirit! What a great majesty!"

"The one in front... seems to be Lord Lu Guichen, the leader of Zhenwu Sect? He actually showed up in person. It seems that Zhenwu Sect is determined to win this voting..."

"No, I don't think about the relationship between Your Excellency Du Huaizhen and the Zhenwu Sect. The two generations of senior brothers in the Zhenwu Sect are all disciples of Your Excellency Du Huaizhen. It would be strange if the Zhenwu Sect is willing to give in!"

"In addition to Lord Lu Guichen, there are also famous top-notch men such as Pei Huajun, Ning Zheng, Xu Guo, and Long Zhu. They are rarely seen at ordinary times, but they did not expect to appear together this time..."

"The foundation of Zhenwu Sect is simply unfathomable, and it is worthy of being the leader of the top ten hidden sects!"

The warriors were talking, their tone was full of awe.

Lu Guichen suddenly stopped without warning and looked to the left.

A group of warriors wearing light gray training uniforms entered Lu Guichen's sight. They were tall and burly. They were full of wind and exuded a strong sense of oppression when walking.

The leader has an old face, white hair like grass, eyes like ancient wells, deep and shallow wrinkles on his forehead, and his back looks like mountains and ridges that are unattainable.
Chapter completed!