Qin Yin asked so, did Chu Yun dare to say that he was happy?

Then he said very seriously: "Happy? Why be happy." ”

"Tell her that the deity is busy with cultivation and has no time to go to the banquet. ”

Chu Yun said in a deep voice, then changed his words and smiled lightly, "But if the Qinyin Palace Master invites me to dinner, the deity can consider it." ”

"Is it just consideration?" Qin Yin's beautiful eyes glared at Chu Yun again.

Chu Yun's old face twitched, and he said the wrong thing again?

"Don't think about it, the palace master invites you, and the deity will definitely go!"

"If other people's face is not given, the child's *** face deity still has to be given. ”

Qin Yin: "Chu Yun, this fairy wants to shoot you to death!"

Chu Yun's desire to survive was still very strong, so he quickly apologized and begged for mercy.

"Hmph, you bastard, you know how to flirt with the palace master. Next time, if you don't hold back, this palace will never spare you. Qin Yin said angrily, then glanced at Chu Yun, and said angrily, "The Holy Maiden of Fengqing Palace is invited, you should go." ”

"This girl is extremely talented, I am afraid that her strength is not much worse than Gong Ming, and her future is limitless, and she will definitely be the leader of Fengqing Palace in the future. If you get to know her, it will be beneficial to you and to our Qin Palace. ”

"And Feng Xinyan is extraordinary, you can also take the opportunity to ask about Wengong, learn about Wengong's fighting methods and hole cards, etc., which will also be beneficial to the next game. ”

Originally, Chu Yun didn't want to go, but Qin Yin persuaded Chu Yun to go.

After this stinky guy arrived in Xiandu City, he made enemies everywhere, and it was good for Chu Yun to have a friend with good strength.

"Are you really willing to let me go? The deity is extraordinary, I'm really not afraid that I will be robbed by the Holy Maiden of the Fengqing Palace?"

Listening to Chu Yun's brazen words, Qin Yin really wanted to shoot this guy to death.

Is it so shameless?

"Stop talking nonsense, get ready. ”

"The location is in Wensheng Pavilion. If you don't know, I'll let Qingxue take you tomorrow. ”

Qin Yin pushed Chu Yun into the room, full of disgust and disgust: "You haven't changed your clothes for a long time, they all stink, hurry up and change your clothes~"

Chu Yun also smiled bitterly, he had been busy healing Gu Yao and them these days, and it was inevitable that some blood would stick to his body, but after a long time, it had a little peculiar smell.

When Qin Yin was urging Chu Yun to take a bath and change clothes, on the other side, outside the immortal hall where Fengqing Palace lived, Rong Zi'an, the holy son of Wen Palace, had been waiting here for a long time.

After a long time, a beautiful woman, as beautiful as an orchid, wore a light cyan long dress, outlining her beautiful figure. The moment he saw her, Rong Zi'an only felt that the sunshine here was in a trance.

secretly said in his heart, she is worthy of being the goddess of this Tianjiao War, it is estimated that it will not take many years for this woman in front of her to be the next Mu Guyan and Qinyin.

If this holy son takes down this woman, he will not let countless Tianjiao of the Nine Palace Immortal Kingdom envy him to death in the future, and he will be able to enjoy it in the future.

And the beauty in front of her, her strength and talent are far beyond ordinary people, with her as her own virtuous helper, her position in the fairy kingdom will only be more stable in the future.

Thinking of this, the smile on the corner of Rong Zi'an's mouth was even worse.

"I'm sorry, Son Rong. I'm only coming out to see you now. Feng Xinyan said apologetically, but in her words, the sense of alienation was very distinct.

Rong Zi'an smiled lightly: "As long as you can see the fairy, even if you wait for a long time, it's worth it." ”

In this regard, Feng Xinyan just smiled politely back and did not answer.

"I don't know why the Holy Son is looking for me today?" Feng Xinyan asked suspiciously.

"Actually, it's nothing, it's just that I learned that the fairy will fight against the Sword Immortal Palace in two days, so tomorrow night, I want to set up a banquet for the fairy in the Wensheng Pavilion to wish the fairy to create brilliance and defeat the Sword Immortal Palace. I hope the fairy will appreciate his face?"

Rong Zi'an said slowly, but after Feng Xinyan heard it, her face changed slightly, and then she apologized: "I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint the Holy Son." ”

"In the past few days, I have been discussing with a few of my senior brothers about the next battle with the Sword Immortal Palace, but I am afraid that I will not have time to go to the banquet. ”

"Thank you Son for your kindness. ”

When Rong Zi'an heard this, his face suddenly became ugly.

Actually refused?

Rong Zi'an wanted to persuade again, but Feng Xinyan obviously had made up her mind, and after a few polite words, she turned around and went back to the palace.

"Isn't this Fengqing Palace saint a little more beautiful, it's really a big shelf. The Holy Son personally invited her, it was to give her face, she dared to refuse?

Rong Zi'an's face was by no means good-looking, but he still had hope: "Little knife, don't say that." Maybe people really can't get out of something about it. ”

"Well, since she doesn't appreciate her face, let's go and invite the one from the Sword Immortal Palace. ”

In this Tianjiao battle, Rong Zi'an has two goals.

The best target is, of course, Feng Xinyan, the Holy Maiden of the Fengqing Palace, who is superior to the Holy Maiden Lu Xuexin of the Sword Immortal Palace in all aspects. So Lu Xuexin is just Rong Zi'an's spare tire.

"Senior sister, this Holy Son of the Wengong Palace is obviously interested in you?"

"If you refuse him like this, I'm afraid that people will be sad. ”

In the back room, a white-robed young man looked at the beautiful woman in front of him with a smile.

Feng Xinyan glanced at him: "Nosy, don't go to practice soon." ”

"Oh. The young man answered honestly, but before leaving, Feng Xinyan called him again, "Senior brother, you go to the warehouse first and bring my box of clothes, I will use it tomorrow night." ”

"Well, is Senior Sister going out tomorrow night?" The white-robed young man was stunned, "Hasn't Senior Sister already rejected the Holy Son of Wengong?"

Feng Xinyan smiled and replied softly: "It's not with him." ”

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The day passed quickly.

Tomorrow is the semi-finals of the fourth round of the Sword Immortal War.

The day of the competition has not yet arrived, but now the atmosphere in Xiandu City has obviously already warmed up.

"Elder Wang, don't forget to watch the battle tomorrow. ”

"The Sword Immortal Palace's battle wind Qing Palace is bound to be a battle for the ages!"

"Wen Gong is set to enter the finals, but I don't know who will go to the second place in the finals?"

In the streets and alleys, almost all of them are discussions about the battle of tomorrow.

But everyone is almost concerned about Fengqing Palace and Sword Immortal Palace, as for the battle between Qin Palace and Wen Palace, few people talk about it, and almost all of them think that Wen Palace is lying down to enter the finals.

"Nonsense!"

"Our Son will definitely win. ”

Mu Qingxue was almost angry and cried, and yelled at those who were talking nonsense.

"Huh, you little girl is really interesting, is it from the Qin Palace?"

"No wonder you say that. ”

"But your Qin Palace is already crippled, what do you rely on to win, do you rely on your mouth?"

"Haha~" A few chatting old guys sat on the side of the road, sneering while drinking tea.

"You... You...."Mu Qingxue's delicate body trembled with anger, and she couldn't wait to fight these old things. Chu Yun on the side smiled bitterly and pulled the angry girl away.

"Qingxue, calm down, what are you angry with a group of ants?" Chu Yun stretched out his hand and pulled Mu Qingxue to his side, smiling softly.

And the old guys on the side slapped the table and immediately became anxious: "You stinky boy who has not dried up, how do you speak..."

Chu Yun didn't look back at them, but with a wave of his robe, the strong wind swept between them, a young man and a woman, but they were already far away.

Behind them, the noisy old men just now were all kneeling on the ground with pale faces, trembling all over, and the whole person was so frightened as if he had walked through the ghost gate.

With a wave of their robes, so many of them knelt on the ground.

Oh, my God!

Who did they offend just now?

"Holy Son, I'm so angry, they actually look down on our Qin Palace so much?" Mu Qingxue is already familiar with Chu Yun now, and at this time, she doesn't have the restraint and shyness she had when she first met Chu Yun before, and she is much more cheerful and lively.

Chu Yun gently scratched her Qiong nose: "Silly girl, life is your own, why care about other people's eyes and opinions?"

"Oh. Being chopped off by Chu Yun, Mu Qingxue blushed for three points, and then muttered shyly, "Holy Son, don't call me a girl, you don't seem to be as old as me, as if I am much younger than you." ”

Chu Yun shook his head and smiled: "In my eyes, even your Qinyin Palace Master is a little girl, let alone you?"

In this life, Chu Yun, although his physical age is only in his twenties, his mental nature has been nearly a thousand years.

Whether it is Qin Yin or Mu Guyan, these graceful women in the Nine Palaces Immortal Kingdom are actually just little girls in his eyes.

"Holy Son, there is the Wensheng Pavilion in front. ”

"Wow, the Holy Maiden of Fengqing Palace is waiting for you there?"