C217 (1/2)

Two days later, early in the morning. The sky was clear and the sun was shining brightly. The election for the Martial Alliance Master was held once every ten years, and it was scheduled.

The city was bustling with people. It was bustling with noise and excitement, and the scene was much bigger than at the Emperor's birthday banquet.

Du Yue City, this city that existed between Xi Liang s.

Hundreds of years ago, the world was divided into four parts. At that time, besides the kings of the four countries, there was also a sect that was on par with them. They called themselves the leaders of the martial arts alliance and commanded the martial artists.

Martial Union Lord did not like mountains and rivers, but he liked to guard his own three acres of land and keep it in order.

The Martial Union Lord did not belong to any country, but he commanded all martial artists in the world to have equal rights with the Emperor.

At first, the leaders of the four empires were unwilling, and secretly wanted to cross over the city.

However, they were all rejected by the Martial Union chief at that time and called upon the heroes of the realm. By the blood alliance's oath, they would not participate in the war between any country. Thus, the kings of the four kingdoms gave up.

However, a hundred years later, when the position of Alliance Head was renewed and replaced, the royal families of the four countries also participated in the election of Alliance Head Wu Lin.

Every Martial Arts Alliance Head was elected from the four kingdoms. Therefore, the four kingdoms fought openly and secretly.

The Fragrant Sky Pavilion in Yue City was a well-known brothel. Most of the women there didn't sell themselves, and they were well-liked by martial artists in the world.

”prince, are you really alright?”

In the Tian Xiang Pavilion's Son Room, Qing Shu looked at the pale and bloodless Jun Mohan who was lying on the bed, with worry and worry filling his eyes.

Today was the election meeting for Alliance Master Wu Lin. As the judge for this meeting, prince naturally could not be absent.

But now, with his body being so weak, Qing Shu was really worried that he would be able to endure until the time came.

Because today was the deadline.

”Don't worry!” This sovereign still won't die. ”

Jun Mohan supported his dizzy body as he stood up and walked to the door shakily.

Only, just as Jun Mohan walked to the door, he seemed to have thought of something and turned around, giving a detailed explanation to Qing Shu:

”Qing Shu, remember what I told you last night. In the future, you must protect her well for me and not disobey her wishes. Fortunately, her sincerity is sufficient to live her life! ”

Her tone was extremely sorrowful and it carried a hint of heartache, causing the eyes of Ning Yan, Qing Shu and the rest who were standing in the room to burn as tears streamed down their faces.

Could the prince really not endure that tribulation?

”Alright, don't you worry, prince, this servant will definitely follow Madam Ye's orders.” In this lifetime, you will wait by her side to help her accomplish her great deeds. ”

Qing Shu tried her best to hold back her tears as she cried.

”Alright, I am relieved now. ”Let's go!”

Jun Mohan walked up and lightly patted Qing Shu's shoulders with a trace of apology in his eyes.

In this life, he was selfish again, leaving her alone to face everything.

How cruel.

As for Qing Shu, she was the person he trusted the most. Only by handing Xi Er over to her, would he be able to leave in peace.

The morning sunlight was always the warmest, but Qing Shu and the others felt a chill all over their body that went into her heart and down to her bones in an instant.

The west side of the city was the battling field.

At this moment, a group of martial arts sects that could accommodate 10,000 people walked into the arena in an orderly manner.

The martial arena was set up for a total of three days. The preliminaries, semifinals, and finals were held respectively. The final winner was the new Martial Forest Association Master.

The survival of the strong and the elimination of the weak had always been an ancient saying.

As a judge, Jun Mohan sat in the most conspicuous position, the best position.

As soon as he walked into the martial arena, it attracted a lot of attention. Several pairs of eyes were staring at him.

Although it had only been ten years since the establishment of the Blood Fiend Hall, its position in the martial arts world was not any less than that of Alliance Head Wu Lin.

”Look, that's the Blood Fiend Hall Master …”

”…”

”Truly a jade tree swaying in the wind …”

”…”

”There are very few men in the world who can match up to him …”

The youths and young women on the stage were all enthusiastically stating their point of view, as most of them were interested in Jun Mohan's true appearance.

Ning Yan quietly listened to the chattering from the crowd, a trace of pain in her eyes.

How could God not give such an outstanding person a chance to live for a few more years?

”Look, the princes of the four kingdoms are here …”