The appearance of a seventeen-year-old boy, his long hair falling loosely on his waist, and his jade-faced peach blossom eyes were sparkling.

The tips of the eyes are lightly warped, and the endless romantic jade is charming, and it can clearly take people's breath between looking forward to it.

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother, go slowly!" a Dawn Sect disciple covered his head with an umbrella.

"Senior brother, now that it has entered August, the weather is slowly starting to get hotter, I will give you more fans, Senior Brother. The other was waving a fan at him.

"Hmm. The boy rolled up his sleeves, a casual smile between his thin lips, and occasionally raised his eyes.

Just as Qiao Mu heard the voice and glanced back, he crashed straight into the young man's smiling eyes, and both of them were stunned.

"Little girl!" the young man's eyes lit up, and he suddenly shouted.

Qiao Mu blinked, looking at the young man who was running towards her excitedly, and for a while he seemed to remember how the young man wanted to pit her a few years ago, but he was pit by her.

The paralyzed face is still the same paralyzed face, which completely coincides with the indelible memory in his heart.

The young man with the broken moon smiled, and the little depression that had lingered in his heart for a few days was immediately swept away when he saw this small facial paralysis.

He knew very well before that with the little guy's strange talent, he would definitely come to participate in this gathering of three sects and five sects.

Therefore, he instigated the sect leader Liang Wanshan from the beginning to come to Qixia Valley early, in order to see this conscienceless little facial paralysis as soon as possible.

I didn't expect that people are not as good as heaven! I waited here and right, and I was about to get moldy, and this little guy was stunned and didn't see a single figure!

Today's meeting was really surprising to him!

Caught off guard, I saw it!

Really surprised and delighted, the Broken Moon boy quickened his pace and walked towards the side of the little facial paralysis, and didn't look at Qiu An, the female disciple of the ghost sect who was lying on the ground and vomiting blood, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes were full of waves, and he said with a smile, "Little facial paralysis, what are you doing? Let's go! It's rare to meet, I'll take you around Qixia Valley! I've been here for a few days, I'll tell you......"

"Don't bother!" The prince walked over slowly, and his phoenix eyes glanced at the young man with a faint glance, "Here in Qixia Valley, I will take Qiao Qiao around." "You guy, where is it cool!

As soon as the Broken Moon Young Man turned around, as if he had seen a plague god, he pointed at Mo Lian with one hand and exclaimed, "You, why are you here?"

How can this man always follow the small facial paralysis!

"Hmph, I don't need you to worry about where I am!" Mo Lian patted the finger of the Broken Moon Young Man angrily.

The finger of the Broken Moon boy was raised again in an instant, "You, you!"

Broken Moon hurriedly jumped to the little girl's side, "Facial paralysis, let me tell you, you are still young, don't kidnap some strange big brothers! Some people, who look like people, are actually very dark and terrible in their hearts!"

Murong Wei stared at the back of the Broken Moon Boy's head: How did she feel that this young man was like that strange big brother?

"What nonsense, Lord Murong Feng is here, don't you see it?" Mo Lian gave the Broken Moon Young Man a soft knife at the right time.

Only then did the young man of Broken Moon see Murong Xing's late face, he quickly put away his hippie smiling face, and stepped forward to salute solemnly, "I have seen Lord Murong Peak! Disciple Broken Moon, the chief disciple of the Dawn Sect." ”