Han Qian, who was being lifted up by Lao Tie, also glared over and smiled.

"That is, as the host, why don't you just use this pastoral conference hall to poach someone?"

Caught in the midst of the palace master's talk, Long Fan felt at a loss for words.

I have always thought that being too good-looking is a source of distress.

It seems that even if the talent is too strong, there will be troubles.

What was originally a good meeting turned into a large-scale people-robbing scene.

And at this time.

Long Haochen and Bai Yue, who were invited by the second wave, walked out of the screen side by side.

Han Qian changed the topic and stood up to greet him.

"This is the leader of the general-level Demon Hunting Group No. 1, Long Haochen, Son of Light, candidate for deputy palace master."

This statement came out.

The whole place caused another small commotion.

But the foreshadowing of Long Fan's incredible talent soon subsided.

I just feel that there are knights and monsters every year, and there are especially many in recent years.

Cardinal Ruoshui turned his head and looked over, his eyes falling on.

"Little Yue, sit down here with grandma."

Bai Yue nodded.

But his eyes first glanced at Long Fan, who was on the side of the main seat.

Then he trotted to Cardinal Ruoshui's side.

They sat down next to each other very familiarly.

Ling smiled and pretended to Han Qian and Ying Suifeng.

“Did you see that you two temples stole the show, and our little girl from the priest temple is also very talented.

To be honest with you, she has the physique of a glorious saint on a par with the Son of Light. How do you think? "

Han Qian snorted and said nothing.

Instead, he waved to Long Haochen and pulled him to sit next to him.

He whispered: "Haochen, the person in charge is Grandpa Ling.

You have to thank him properly. He healed most of the previous injuries. "

Han Qian is not worried about this person being poached.

Long Haochen's life experience destined this situation, which was obviously impossible.

After all, there are three fathers and sons in one school, and they all have divine seals.

As for Long Haochen, who had just arrived, he first noticed the loud golden smile.

This seems to represent a saint, right?

Then what level is the old man in white robe on the main seat?

Moreover, it seems that the old man's status is unmatched.

But why did Brother Fan sit on it?

But as a courtesy, Long Haochen didn't think much about it.

Instead, the knight saluted and bowed to Mr. Ling.

Mr. Ling smiled and nodded.

Then he scanned the whole place and spoke.

"Everyone, everyone is here, let's officially have the meeting now."

As soon as these words came out.

The prelude to poaching is all over.

Han Qian and Ling Xiao both had solemn expressions on their faces.

Chapter 270 Appearance in front of 267 people!

Boom! Boom! Boom~

In the conference hall where everyone was seated, a bell sounded.

Almost instantly.

The previous screen of the Goddess of Light automatically surrounded the round table.

Long Fan and others only felt a burst of light and mist.

The surrounding scene changed in the blink of an eye.

Isolated from all outside sounds.

A huge light door was transformed.

After that, there is a huge open space.

At least it is bigger than the conference hall seen outside.

In the center, there is a six-pointed star with golden light shining.

The surrounding walls and floors are no longer cold.

It’s a world of chirping birds and fragrant flowers.

The gold element is extremely rich.

It's like arriving in a fairyland.

It is similar to the Qiling Valley and the glorious ruins.

Elder Ling, who was still the head of the table, spoke slowly.

"As a seventh-level Templar, little friend Long Fan has made great contributions this time.

On the ground battlefield, he killed the eighth-level strong men, saved at least thousands of robes, and boosted the morale of the Hailan Pass soldiers.

On the sky battlefield, combined with Mithril and the Jinji Knights, Demon God Kun was left as the main force to help win the first wave of the war. "

The voice just fell.

The rest of the meeting's senior leaders acted as if they were rehearsing the meeting.

They all stood up solemnly.

He bowed slightly to Long Fan who was sitting on the throne.

"Hero from the Temple of Knights!"

Long Fan also stood up immediately and returned the greeting solemnly.

"For the glory of the knights, for the glory of the Holy Alliance!"

Mr. Ling smiled and nodded.

"I pastor the temple, and I always distinguish between rewards and punishments, both internally and externally."

Wave with one hand.

"This is the epic suit 'Leader of Light'. It can produce an effect similar to that of a conjoined body. It is what little friend Long Fan deserves."

Before he finished speaking, a golden stream of light emerged from the mist of the screen.

Long Fan took a closer look.

It's a complete suit.

Put it in the forget-me-not and salute with cupped fists.

"Thank you, Grandpa Ling."

Long Haochen, who was listening quietly on the side, was not at peace in his heart.

He is now only a sixth-level radiant knight.

It can only be regarded as a genius level.

But the gap in strength between him and Brother Fan, who is enough to kill gods, is still huge.

Brother Fan is similar to himself in age, but he has become the signature face of the Knights Temple early on.

What a feat it is to be able to serve as the main force in hunting down demon gods?

It seems that I have to continue to work hard.

Otherwise, in front of Brother Fan, the light of all the children of light can only be blocked.

I must become stronger.

To catch up in Brother Fan’s footsteps.

I will definitely work harder.

Try to break through the seventh level as soon as possible so that you can meet your parents.

Long Haochen became more and more determined.

He was not jealous at all about Long Fan's achievements and recognition.

It's about turning pressure into motivation.

Practice hard and break through yourself.

Never dare to slack off.

Only by continuous progress can the gap be prevented from getting wider and wider.

After the opening awards were over, Mr. Ling's eyes fell on his grandson Ling Xiao below.

"Everyone, continue the meeting!"

Ling Xiao started to speak.

But not as natural and free as before.

Instead, he said with a serious face and an apology.

“Hailan Pass suffered heavy losses, and as the governor, I should bear full responsibility.

Of course, I will also review it with the entire league. "

Han Qian on the side sighed.

"Old Ling, you can't say that, the enemy came suddenly.

Twelve demon gods arrived together, and even the demon god of the dead came out to attack with hundreds of thousands of demon soldiers. Even other heroes would be unable to resist it. "

Ying Suifeng also immediately agreed and comforted.

"Yes, the demons don't know why they are crazy this time.

If Elder Ling and you and your father hadn't been there in person, even if we arrived, it would probably be useless."

The three of them are old acquaintances.

They may be bickering on the surface, but in fact they have a strong relationship.

After being teased by the two old men, Ling Xiao's eyes were no longer so dim.

But the mood is still quite wonderful.

“That’s what I say, but this loss is still too heavy.

More than half of the 200,000 garrison garrisoned in the pass were lost, and now only more than 100,000 remain.

More than a quarter of the priests of the main temple died.

Above the eighth level, three cardinals have lost their lives..."

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