On the third day of the ritual of offering sacrifices to heaven, during the morning sacrifice, none of the four great eunuchs and the four great leaders showed up.
However, people from all directions gathered early in the Summer Palace Banquet Hall.
Headmaster Cangyan meditated calmly as usual, arriving every time, but each time he didn't say a word and seemed unconcerned about everything in front of him.
The headmaster of the Golden Sword Sect no longer looked like he was taking care of himself, and took the initiative to talk to Wan Qingsi, the headmaster of Xiaoyao Valley, several times.
Zhong Shuye, the head of Tingfeng Pavilion, did not drink tea by himself this time. Instead, he had a lively chat with Yan Siyu, the prefect of Anyang County who also arrived very early. From training on the mountain to governance at the foot of the mountain, there were endless topics to talk about.
Pay attention to Wan Qingsi, who is sandwiched between the two of them, holding a snow-white beast alone.
Meng Jiaoyang, the prefect of Yongchang County, was also sandwiched between the two. He just smiled and did not interrupt. Instead, he chatted with Wan Qingsi, the cold-faced head of Xiaoyao Valley, several times, although he couldn't find many common topics.
, but with the presence of him and the headmaster of the Golden Sword Sect, Wan Qingsi will not appear to be unattended.
Compared with the previous two parties, the atmosphere has obviously changed.
It's just that everyone present is in the middle of it, everyone knows it well but has their own thoughts. No one will break this seemingly more harmonious scene.
Only Yun Sanshan, the prefect of Guangjun, who was sitting in a chair, watched with cold eyes and did not speak to anyone present. He was completely different from his proactive behavior at the previous gatherings and seemed a bit weird. Behind him, Yun Bailou came as usual.
He also sat quietly, with no intention of speaking.
After waiting for a while, Meng Jiaoyang, the prefect of Yongchang County, slowly stood up and coughed lightly, attracting the attention of everyone present. Then he smiled honestly at everyone and said, "Eunuchs, masters, and heads, it stands to reason that I am gathering from all directions.
It’s time to wait for everyone to gather before starting, but after thinking about it, everyone knows that there was a shocking monster attack in our Xingcheng last night. The prefect of Li County was injured by the monster assassin and may not be able to attend today.
Party, so..."
"Has Taishou Meng already confirmed with the Prefect of Li County that he will not be able to attend the meeting?" Before Meng Jiaoyang could finish her words, she was rudely interrupted by Yan Siyu, the Prefect of Anling County.
"Last night, when the prefect of Lijun was assassinated, we sent people to support him as soon as possible, and then we confirmed the news that the prefect of Lijun was assassinated and injured. Come to think of it..." Meng Jiaoyang looked at Yan Siyu and said with a smile.
"Prefect Meng, it's better to confirm this matter again. Prefect Lijun is the first signed initiator of this "Annan Conference" and is an indispensable part of the fight against the two barbarians. If he doesn't come,
We won’t have a gathering of all parties this time." Yan Siyu still had a smile on her face, but when she opened her mouth, she interrupted Meng Jiaoyang again, very forcefully and rudely.
The always warm smile on Meng Jiaoyang's face was also a bit cold, "What Prefect Yan said is reasonable. If the seven of us wait here for a while, Prefect Yan will send someone to the Lijun Courtyard to rescue the injured Lijun Prefect.
Please come?"
Yan Siyu sneered and was about to say something else when he saw Ling Anzi, Zhong Shuye and Wan Qingsi all had expressions on their faces. Then the brown-robed woman next to Yun Bailou whispered something to him, and then waited, then stood behind him.
The middle-aged man in blue robe also sent his voice to his ears, and he couldn't help but raise his voice a little higher, "Every one of Lijun Qingqi is an elite in hundreds of battles, and the Lijun prefect is surrounded by a cloud of masters.
An assassin who sneaked into Xingcheng cannot cause much harm to him. Prefect Meng, we might as well wait and see. I believe Prefect Luo Jiren has his own destiny and there will be no problem!"
Meng Jiaoyang also heard Yi Bai's voice coming from behind her, but the conversation had already reached this point, so she had nothing to say. She could only look down at Yan Siyu with squinted eyes for a moment, then snorted coldly and sat down again.
The banquet room, which had been quite lively before, fell into silence. It didn't last long. The sound of carriages was heard outside the banquet room. After a while, Luo Chuan, whose face was still too pale, slowly calmed down with the help of Qian Xue.
He stepped into the hall, and behind him, a shadow that seemed to have no murderous aura followed him silently.
From the moment Luo Chuan stepped into the banquet living room, everyone in the seven directions was only looking at him.
Including Cangyan Headmaster Qi Mingzi, who had always just meditated with his eyes closed, a pair of eyes flashed with golden light, and he stared at Luo Chuan's left wrist.
"It took me some time to go out and kept you all waiting for a long time." Luo Chuan walked slowly but firmly step by step, smiling and nodding to the seven parties present. After sitting in the seat with Qianxue's help, he seemed to have long
He breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "Everyone is here, let's get started, Prefect Meng?"
Meng Jiaoyang, who looked a little ugly before, saw Luo Chuan look at him, smiled and nodded, "Yes, everyone is here," he stood up and looked at everyone, and then said, "Let's talk about what we decided after the last gathering.
Two things happened, one was to jointly ask for help from the whole world of Zhongzhou. Li County, Yongchang County and Anyang County drafted an official letter overnight on the day the gathering ended and sent people to all parties. As the news spread, the scope of the news became wider and wider.
Guang, in recent days, the number of cultivators who have come to Xingcheng from all parts of Central Continent has been increasing day by day. Among them, there are a lot of strong people in the middle three realms, and there should also be strong ones in the upper three realms..."
When Meng Jiaoyang paused for a moment, Yan Siyu interrupted with a smile, "As expected?" He didn't even look at Meng Jiaoyang, but said, "After all, this Xingcheng is still under the jurisdiction of Prefect Meng.
I can't even tell whether there are more powerful people in the upper three realms. Oh, that's right. I should be too harsh on you all in Yongchang County. After all, you can't even detect the monsters and barbarians in the middle and third realms mixed in Xingcheng. What's more?
Needless to say, it is a pity to go to the third realm."
Meng Jiaoyang's chubby face suddenly changed color, "Prefect Yan, the monsters from the Third Realm that attacked Prefect Luo last night were all special assassins with the ability to transform. They changed their appearance and infiltrated your An city. Do you dare to say that they must
Can you tell the difference?!"
"Natural screening comes out," Yan Siyu sneered, "After all, the heritage of Anyang County is not comparable to that of Governor Meng's Yongchang. If the Annan Conference is held in our Anyang County, Yan will definitely ensure that all the Governors are protected from such monsters."
Barbarian invasion!"
"It would be better not to speak so eloquently, Prefect Yan," Meng Jiaoyang said tit for tat, which was not as peaceful as before, so that fat face actually had a bit of a cold air. He turned his head and looked down at Yan Siyu and said, "After all,
Our Yongchang County has never given up an inch of human land to the demon barbarians so far. In this regard, we are indeed not as rich as Governor Yan!"
Yan Siyu suddenly became furious. He raised his head slightly and looked at Meng Jiaoyang with side eyes. His voice was so cold that he said, "Meng Jiaoyang, how did the first line of defense in the southern border of Anyang County be broken? You should know in your heart that this debt belongs to me, the president of Anyang County."
I want it back," he paused and said in a very rude tone, "Your father...is not dead yet?!"