That night, Lu Qing fell asleep in the swimming pool.

Fortunately, Ning Ying didn't come to the suite to spend the night, otherwise she wouldn't find Lu Qing in the room. Then she walked to the swimming pool and saw a man floating on the water in the middle of the night. She was afraid that she would be scared to be a sprinkler truck - she squirted while squirting.

I was sure to cry in fear.

When it was just dawn, Lu Qing, who was in a corpse, opened his eyes.

He raised his right hand and gently moved up. The water in the swimming pool was like a big hand, lifting him up while lying flat, allowing him to stand on the water again.

Lu Qing snapped his fingers and let his clothes and hair dry, and then prepared to change out of his special black robe, put on the new clothes he just bought yesterday, and then go downstairs to have dinner.

During the meal today, there were two little girls pushing me and I push you, pushing you and whispering to Lu Qing to chat with you, wanting for a contact information.

Lu Qing looked up at the youthful and energetic girls and showed a kind smile.

The two delicate girls always felt a little furious when they looked at the kindness on Zhang Zhang's face. While muttering sorry, they ran away hand in hand.

After being quieter, Lu Qing turned on his smart bracelet and began to inquire about the official ring competition.

In his previous life, like the majority of young people, he had a disease that he would die if he left his cell phone. After traveling through time, he was cured, but now he has signs of getting infected.

When he was idle, he would tinker with his smart bracelet to watch something interesting, and then be so angry that he wanted to hit someone by strange keyboard warriors thousands of miles away.

"It seems that this arena competition must start from the Wucheng competition area." Lu Qing looked at the details displayed on the screen and thought in his mind.

Then, he found that he did not meet the registration requirements.

He is not a black account now. Although he doesn't know why it is not, he meets the conditions for real-name authentication, and there is no problem with this. What he does not meet is that anyone who signs up needs to have an agent.

Of course, most ordinary contestants, so-called agents, are just parents, relatives, friends, etc., and only play the role of an emergency contact person.

But Lu Qing is in trouble. Where can he find him? Could he make friends out of nothing?

Not to mention anything else, his smart bracelet's address book is empty!

"This is discrimination against a lonely and widowed person like me!" Lu Qing frowned slightly, and the irritability value was +1.

He lowered his head and drank a sip of hot porridge. After thinking carefully, he found that the so-called agent was actually very important.

After all, he did not go to play with the official ring competition.

He participated as a warrior, and regaining his strength by beating people is one aspect, and there are some deeper purposes.

Therefore, he not only wants to participate, he also has to fight along the way.

In this case, it is still necessary to have a professional agent who helps him deal with some trivial matters.

"It's a bit like the old little book and little Wutong." Lu Qing, who has already reached 600 years old, thinks of his agent this way.

The so-called martial arts boy was the kind of person who took care of the food, clothing, daily life of warriors in the old days, and then dealt with some complicated things and all kinds of work.

Many warriors like and need a capable martial arts boy.

Especially those who are just practicing martial arts.

As soon as he thought of this, Lu Qing thought of the little martial artist in his early years. He was bought by Lu Qing's master.

His name is Gu Xiaowu, one year younger than Lu Qing. He is very dark and stupid, so Lu Qing sometimes likes to call him black and naive.

He is a martial arts fanatic, but his roots and talent are really bad, and he is a world of difference from Lu Qing. He has been just a low-level warrior throughout his life and has no great achievements.

After Lu Qing's master died, Lu Qing prepared to leave Wucheng and travel around the world.

Before leaving, he tore Gu Xiaowu's contract to sell his body and asked him to find something to do by himself.

After this naive man returned to his freedom, he cried and refused to leave, and was beaten by the irritable Lu Qing.

Later, Gu Xiaowu opened a low-level martial arts hall in Wucheng, which is the kind of martial arts hall that lays the foundation for warriors. When Lu Qing returned from his travels, he learned about Gu Xiaowu's death.

This silly boy was a hero in a chaos and died with others.

He is as stupid as ever, and he loves to be a hero.

Finally, Lu Qing left some money and two martial arts for his descendants. He didn't leave too much, for fear of causing trouble.

"If I remember correctly, the martial arts hall opened by Xiao Wu is called Xiao Wu Hall." Lu Qing recalled.

This random naming method is really passed down from Lu Qing.

But Lu Qing has always been very proud of his naming level. He feels that no matter whether he chooses a person's name or a move, it is particularly interesting.

"Let me see if anyone in the new era has the same taste as us!" Lu Qing opened the Penguin map in the smart bracelet, then entered the three words "Xiaowu Pavilion", and the result was really positioned.

The address is in Wucheng!

"Coincidence?" Lu Qing thought: "Or is Gu Xiaowu's broken martial arts school really passed down to this day?"

Lu Qing stood up and prepared to go and take a look.

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Nearly five hundred years of retreat, Lu Qing is already very unfamiliar with Wucheng.

He followed the navigation anyway and was reluctant to take a taxi.

What's so great about riding a car? Is it so shabby to walk? My dignified Wu Emperor's two legs are not as good as those four-wheeled cars?

Xiaowu Pavilion is not far from the Plaza Hotel. Lu Qing walked quickly and arrived at the place soon.

"It looks quite broken." He looked at it and made an evaluation.

Lu Qing walked in and quickly confirmed that this Xiaowu Pavilion was the one opened by Gu Xiaowu.

Because the three words [Xiaowu Pavilion] written on the plaque are so ugly, it is obvious that they are Gu Xiaowu's handwriting.

"But this plaque looks very new, not like it has been passed down hundreds of years ago." Lu Qing looked at the plaque and thought, "It must have been remade by later generations."

He was about to speak and wanted to ask if anyone was there when he saw three men pushing the door in a hurry and then closing the door very hard.

"It seems that I don't need to call anyone." Lu Qing thought, because the sound of closing the door was too loud, as long as there were people in Xiaowu's hall, they would definitely be shocked by the noisy sound.

Not long after, Lu Qing saw someone walking out from behind the curtain.

The visitor was a little girl who looked like she was in her early twenties.

She was wearing a pair of wooden framed glasses that were a bit old, her hair just crossed her shoulders, and she had very thick bangs.

She seemed to be used to walking with her head down, and her thick big bangs and glasses could almost cover half of her face.

The little girl's hair is not black and shiny, on the contrary, it is even a little yellow, and looks a bit malnourished.

Judging from the complexion on the face, the complexion is also very average, and the little face is a little unhealthy white and not rosy at all.

But she is quite tall, probably 1.7 meters tall, and her legs are very long. But she is too thin and thin, so she looks a little numb.

When the little girl walked out, her hands and fingers were stirred together, which showed her timidity and caution at the moment.

Lu Qing looked at her who always lowered her head, and then looked at these three ugly men in society, looking at the temperament, and she was a little curious about what was going on and was preparing to eat melons online.

"The fuck..." The man in the lead wanted to drive out the excess Lu Qing directly so that he could continue to do things, but after being shocked by Lu Qing's appearance, his tone became softer unconsciously and said, "Who are you?"

Lu Qing ignored him.

How can you talk to your ancestors if you are neither big nor small?

The man felt a little unhappy when he saw Lu Qing not replying, but Lu Qing was too outstanding in both appearance and temperament, which made him difficult for a while.

So he turned his head and shouted at the little girl, "Gu Guyu, are you a friend of this person?"

The girl named Gu Guyu only raised her head at this time, glanced at Lu Qing, and was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head quickly and shook her head gently.

At this time, the youngest yellow-haired among the three men was a little impatient.

Very good-looking!?

Perhaps because he was used to being arrogant on weekdays, he shouted at Lu Qing: "Don't know me? Then go out and don't get in the way here."

"Hmm?" Lu Qing raised his eyebrows slightly.

Huangmao looked at his expression, for some reason, suddenly felt a little unconfident.

But if you are out, you must be tough. He continued to shout: "Look... what to watch? I told you to go out and don't meddle in other people's business!"

Seeing that Lu Qing was still not moving, he turned around and kicked open the door hard, then stared at Lu Qing with a tilted mouth, signaling him to go out.

Lu Qing walked forward a few steps and came to the gate.

Immediately afterwards, he pulled the door up and locked it.

He stood in front of the door, blocked the door, looked at the yellow-haired, and said in a very annoyed tone:

"Are you teaching me how to do things?"

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Chapter completed!