This time, there are still a lot of people who want to come over to get acquainted with her, but it is much easier to socialize than just now...... Those families are all profound, and their eyelids will not be so shallow, even if they ask for something, they will not be stalked, and they will gradually disperse after talking for a while, but Wei Qingyi and Nangong Yuzhen have always been by Murong Xianxian's side, and the three of them talk very well with each other.

In a room on the second floor, Uncle Lin was respectfully standing behind a pair of middle-aged men and women, and through the window, he could clearly see most of the people in the hall, and the place where they looked was where Murong Xianxian and the others were sitting.

"Uncle Lin, how could Yu Zhen know her? and it seems to be very familiar. The middle-aged man asked.

"I don't know much about that. That Murong Xianxian went out for a spin, and when she came back, she walked with Miss Yuzhen, and she seemed to be very outlied. Uncle Lin replied.

"Could it be that Tong Guò Wei Qingyi met?" asked the middle-aged woman next to her. Although people are middle-aged, they still look like young women in their thirties.

"No, it won't. ”

The middle-aged man next to him shook his head: "You can tell by looking at the way they speak that Yuzhen and Murong Xianxian are obviously more familiar. And as far as I know, Yuzhen and the Wei family don't have anything to do with each other. But that's fine, no matter how they met, at least we can establish a friendship with this line through guò Yuzhen, which is more convenient than other families. ”

His voice paused slightly, and he said, "Wanfen, this time the list of people who will participate in the Kunlun Festival will be adjusted, and one empty place will be given to Yuzhen." ”

"As for it?"

The woman called 'Wanfen' was a little hesitant. The Kunlun Festival is also a major event in the cultivation world, except for some major sects that will have invitations, it is difficult to get some of the slightly weaker ones in the family or those who have entanglements with other sects, and the Nangong family only has two golden cards.

Nangong Yuzhen is not a core disciple of the family, this time he went to participate in the Kunlun Festival, except for the head of the family and a few elders in the clan, the others are the core disciples of the family, and the purpose is also to let them accumulate contacts, once they are replaced. It will definitely cause a certain amount of turmoil.

"Putuo Guanyin Pavilion. Even Kunlun and Kongtong attach great importance to it. Although there are few people in the Wenxiangfang lineage, the Cihang Dao system inherited by her is the legacy of the ancient golden immortals, which is much better than the inheritance of our families, whether it is to send the children to the Wenxiangfang door, or to intersect with it, it is good for us. The icing on the cake is easy. But how can there be a heavy love for charcoal in the snow. ”

The middle-aged man talked eloquently, and the woman next to him and Uncle Lin nodded again and again...... This middle-aged man is not the head of the Nangong family, but he is the younger brother Nangong Jing, who is most trusted by the head of the Nangong family, and the woman next to him is his wife Li Wanfen. Today the families gather. The young ones are all in the hall on the first floor, and the older generation has gone to the top, after getting Uncle Lin's report, they know that Murong Xianxian is also present today, and there are also core disciples of the Nangong family below, but it seems that Murong Xianxian doesn't care, but they didn't expect that Nangong Yuzhen, who is not a core disciple, is familiar with Murong Xianxian. This made them overjoyed, and they decided to cultivate Nangong Yuzhen as the core disciple of the preparation.

In the hall, Murong Xianxian and Nangong Yuzhen didn't expect that there were other people studying them, but there were two more people who joined their conversation - the Leng brothers and sisters.

The two siblings, Leng Feng and Leng Yu, came late, so they didn't catch up with the excitement just now.

"Murong, how does it feel about this fair?" Leng Yu asked.

"It's more lively than the farmer's market. Murong Xianxian replied. She was a little unfamiliar with this bewitching girl, but the news of the trade fair and the invitation to the Kunlun event were sent by the hands of the Leng brothers and sisters, but it was not good to snub others.

"Hehe, it's the first time I've heard that description. Leng Feng laughed. "By the way, I heard that you went on a buying spree at the trade fair?"

"There's such a thing. Murong Xianxian nodded.

The face is faint, but the heart is very vigilant. She suddenly thought, is there a bit of a stir in the trade fair? After all, there are hundreds of Neidan that were acquired at once, and I am afraid that there are not many people with such a volume at the trade fair.

"Murong, are you preparing for alchemy?" Leng Yu asked pretending to be curious.

"Well, I've been trying to refine some pills lately. Murong Xianxian honestly admitted.

"Putuo's one-vein alchemy is a must, I don't know what elixir Murong is going to refine?" Leng Yu asked.

"Let's just practice first. Of course, Murong Xianxian would not say it truthfully.

Although Wenxiangfang is not prosperous, it does not mean that the strength is not strong...... Of course. No matter how hard she tries. At least in a hundred years, the strength of Wenxiangfang is not comparable to the thousands of years of inheritance like Guanyin Pavilion. She hadn't thought about how much improvement there would be in such a short period of time, but as long as the seeds were sprinkled, they would one day be scattered.

Leng Yu wanted to ask, but was stopped by Leng Feng with a look in his eyes...... Asking too many questions will only annoy people. The brother and sister chatted for a while, then took their leave.

It's not a way to sit and chat all the time, after the Leng brothers and sisters left, Murong Xianxian went to the bowling alley with Wei Qingyi and Nangong Yuzhen, and didn't return to the hotel until more than nine o'clock in the evening. Tu Xuan hadn't rested yet, and only returned to the room after confirming that their master and apprentice were safe.

The next morning, Murong Xianxian and Tu Xuan had breakfast, and were discussing whether to leave for Kunming today and play along the road, or play in Kunming for two more days, when they heard someone knocking on the door, Mu Fei had a lively personality, and when Murong Xianxian was in a blink of an eye, she had already stood up and ran over to open the door.

"Mr. Dongfang, is there anything wrong?" Mu Fei's voice came.

Dongfang Jun's voice came from the door: "Miss Mu, may I ask if the Venerable Master is there?"

Murong Xianxian hurriedly got up and walked over: "Mr. Dongfang, are you looking for me?" ”

It was Dongfang Jun who came in from outside the door, his face was normal, but there was a knot between his eyebrows, he walked into the room, bowed slightly to Mu Fei who opened the door, and then said to Murong Xianxian: "Miss Murong, please forgive me for disturbing so early, can I talk to you alone?"

Murong Xianxian was stunned for a moment, groaned slightly, and gave Tu Xuan, Mu Fei, and Zhao Yacheng a look: "Go back to your room first, I have something to discuss with Mr. Dongfang." ”

Tu Xuan and the others left the room in response, just looking at Dongfang Jun's eyes full of unhappiness. Dongfang Jun could only smile bitterly, who let himself make things mysterious, no wonder people were unhappy. But this matter really can't be spread today, so he can only smile bitterly.

"Mr. Dongfang, please sit down and speak. Murong Xianxian pointed to the sofa and sat down first, "Is there something wrong?"

"There are some things to ask, and the abrupt place is Wanghaihan!"

Dongfang Jun acted quite reliably, knowing that he would apologize before he officially spoke and give Murong Xianxian a preventive shot.

"It's okay, just say it. Murong Xianxian's heart was not as calm as it seemed...... A clear conscience does not mean that there is no lack of heart, after all, those people in the Dongfang family were killed by her, and I am afraid it will also bring a lot of losses to the strength of the Dongfang family.

"Does Miss Murong know someone named Dongfang Nuo?" asked Dongfang Jun staring into her eyes.

"Oriental Nuo...... I remembered that I had made a deal with a cultivator named Dongfang Nuo at the fair, and if we were talking about the same person, then we had a relationship. Murong Xianxian said.

"He's a cousin of mine. ”

Dongfang Jun said, "He hasn't returned to the hotel since the end of the fair. ”

Murong Xian Xian's eyes showed a disapproving look, and said, "Maybe it's a visit, or maybe it's ...... What do you mean, Mr. Dongfang? Are you still suspicious of me?"

Her face suddenly turned ugly.

"Don't get me wrong. ”

Dongfang Jun hurriedly confessed: "Miss Murong, I just want to know Dongfang Nuo's whereabouts that day and then deduce it. ”

Murong Xian's face turned slightly pale, and said, "This is easy to say......

She told the story of that day one by one...... Of course, she only talked about the time she left the camp, and even the small dispute between Yang Qian and Dongfang Nuo was said again - the sky testified, she didn't mean to move eastward, even if she didn't say it, the Dongfang family found other people present, and they could also understand what happened that day, as for how other people made up for it, it was not something she could control.

Sure enough, Dongfang Jun's face changed after hearing this: "Miss Murong, that Yang Qian ......"

"Wait a minute. ”

Murong Xianxian interrupted Dongfang Jun's words: "Mr. Dongfang, I probably know what you want to say. But first, listen to me. I am not familiar with that Yang Daoyou and Dongfang Nuo Daoyou, so any speculation cannot be said from me, I have already retold you the situation of my palm, how to do it, that is the matter of the Dongfang family. ”

"That...... I'm sorry, Miss Murong, thank you so much. Dongfang Jun immediately apologized and thanked him.

"It's okay, I hope what you just said helps you. ”

Murong Xianxian felt a little unhappy in her heart, she was almost taken to the ditch by Dongfang Jun just now...... If this question is answered by her, whether it is or not, if it is spread outside, this black cauldron will not be easy to carry and God knows if he did it on purpose.

There was a gentle knock on the door, and then Mu Fei's voice sounded: "Master, I'll deliver tea." ”

Murong Xianxian walked over and opened the door: "Come in." ”

"Please have tea. ”

Mu Fei came in with two cups of tea, one in front of Murong Xianxian and one in front of Dongfang Jun, and when he left, he 'gouged' him with his eyes, which made Dongfang Jun inexplicable, and he didn't know where he offended her.

"Miss Murong, the next step should be to attend the Kunlun Festival, right?" Dongfang Jun asked.

"yes. Mr. Dongfang, have you participated in the previous Kunlun Grand Event, what is it like?" asked Murong Xian Xian.

"Actually, it's just a large market built in a sealed space, but it's very lively, you'll know it then. ”

Dongfang Jun smiled, but his smile was a little reluctant, "There is one thing, now there is still some time before Chongyang, a few friends have organized to go around the demon world, I don't know if Miss Murong is interested in going over together? Of course, the disciples can also go together." ”

"When?" asked Murong Xian Xian. RQ