"It's just an ordinary-looking mortal girl, why would she be so bold when she saw such a strange pupil as me, not only was she not afraid, but she also dared to tell me about wine culture?"

Murong Limeng talked about the rise, and then made a toast, "Literature before martial arts, salute first and then soldiers, called a gentleman!"

The wine glass in the man's hand was filled again, and he learned Murong Limeng's movements, gently raised the wine glass with his lotus fingers, and toasted with Murong Limeng.

Murong Limeng smiled and bent her eyebrows, raised her head, opened her mouth, and poured her wine glass, her movements in one go, without twisting.

She closed her lips, took a deep breath, and let go of her mind!

The man synchronized his movements with her, and a hearty feeling was like a long dragon running through the sky, galloping and flying freely.

Oriental wine is to be tasted in the oriental way.

The fragrance of wine dissipated, and the eyebrows and eyes of Murong Limeng and the man with different pupils were stretched, but they heard Murong Limeng's sweet and heroic voice echoing in the flower room: "The wild waves are sweeping, sweeping away a thousand autumns, and relieving a thousand sorrows!"

The two praised at the same time: "Happy!"

Putting down the wine glass, the man with different pupils stood up solemnly, looked at Murong Limeng seriously, and said, "Dare to ask the girl's name?" ”

"Hello, my name is Murong Limeng. Murong Limeng always wore a faint smile.

Xiao Qianying looked at her carefully, only to find out that she had used a face-covering illusion, and her curiosity was immediately hooked by Murong Limeng.

"Miss Murong, why don't you show your true face?

Murong Limeng replied with a smile: "I'm afraid that when Xiao Gongzi sees it, he will be troubled in vain, and when we meet, we will say goodbye." She was still in a hurry to find the three lost people.

Xiao Qianying's strange eyes flashed with confidence, "The girl is looking for three sneaky guys, right?"

"You see them?"

"Not bad. Just before the girls came, they passed by my flower room. However, they were not as blessed as a girl to be able to enter this flower house. Xiao Qianying walked slowly in front of a Qing Dutch, lowered his body, and gently shook his palm, letting the elegant fragrance of flowers enter his nose more.

Xiao Qianying is a person who cherishes flowers, and can plant flowers, and can improve the soil, cooperate with the superior formation, condense water and gather gas, so that different flowers and plants can grow in the same space at the same time, not only have no influence on each other, but also promote the reproduction and growth of plants with different attributes.

"Thank you Xiao Gongzi for telling me, see you again!" Although Murong Limeng really wanted to stay here and have two more drinks with Xiao Qianying, the time was urgent, and she couldn't delay any longer.

Xiao Qianying smiled lightly and watched Murong Limeng leave, and when Murong Limeng came out of the flower room, the scene in the flower room immediately changed:

The originally naturally formed soil began to sink into the ground, and dense black holes appeared on the ground, and countless black smoke gubbled out from different holes, just like the freshly scorched earth, and there was still a stubborn black smoke.

The mandala and all kinds of rare spirit grasses withered in an instant, leaving only the bare trunk and branches.

The top of the flower house was filled with black smoke, but it was blocked by the transparent wall of the flower house and could not spread out.

Xiao Qianying stood alone on the charred dirt floor, and the three Spiritual Silence Stage monks knelt at his feet one by one, trembling like chaff!

"Master, we know that we are wrong, and we ask the master to forgive us this time. ”

Xiao Qianying's face was calm, the folding fan had already been closed, and the temperature in the air seemed to be about to drop below zero, just like Xiao Qianying's face, which was about to freeze.

"Let you follow her, but you were followed back, you three, talk about it, your mistakes, how do you want the deity to forgive?!" The tone in front was good, and in the last sentence, Xiao Qianying almost roared, which shows how angry he is!

The three of them couldn't say a reason for a long time, and the folding fan in Xiao Qianying's hand flew out silently, opened, and rotated, revealing a sharp blade on the fan surface, dense and cold.

"Master, spare your life—— the three of them slammed their heads to the ground lifelessly, knocking out blood, and they didn't care!

Xiao Qianying's eyes only opened slightly, as if she was about to fall asleep, and she didn't show any emotion.

The blade of the folding fan slashed precisely through the side faces of the three of them, leaving a delicate wound on the faces of the three people, and the blood was slowly soaking out.

After the folding fan flew out of a distance, it swirled and returned to Xiao Qianying's hand.

Murong Li dreamed of going and returning, seeing this scene in his eyes.

"Xiao Qianying, it turns out that you are really the one behind this!" Murong Limeng scolded Xiao Qianying several times in her heart, and was thinking about the purpose of Xiao Qianying's request for her master Su Zijian, when a chill suddenly appeared on her back, Murong Limeng hurriedly flew up against the wind, and when she looked back, there was an extra hole where her feet were standing just now, and a thick black gas was coming out of it.

Xiao Qianying noticed the strangeness on Murong Limeng's side, and immediately came over to investigate, but only saw a demon cave that was constantly bubbling black gas, and immediately frowned.

"Murong Limeng, is that you?" Xiao Qianying whispered.

At this time, Murong Limeng had already gone away, and she didn't plan to tear her face with Xiao Qianying at this time. Three days, just three days later, if he still wants to trouble her, she will settle the account with him.

Today, Murong Limeng has more important things to do.

Under the guidance of the spiritual wit, she quickly found the specific location of this Ten Courtyard Competition.

The address where the grand event of the cultivation realm is usually held in the Cave Heaven Blessed Land, and this time is no exception. Walking into an ordinary four-star hotel, passing through the wide and exquisite courtyard, and bypassing a huge screen of great value, Murong Limeng stepped on the blessed land of the cave where the Ten Academies Competition was held.

It is a huge football stadium with hundreds of thousands of partitioned seats and a dozen huge observation decks around the field.

When she found the four background words of Biyang Academy in the dense crowd, she found a lot of familiar faces:

In addition to Yan Buyao, the four elders of the Lingji Purple Mansion, Yuan Lao, Hua Qing, Duan Qingmo, and Shi Yuyan were all there, and behind them, stood the most proud disciples of their own disciples. Murong Limeng also recognized several fellow disciples who had a one-sided relationship.

On the football field, hundreds of monks were fighting, all kinds of brilliance were constantly shining, and there were cheers one after another, as well as the occasional exclamation.

Murong Limeng quickly shuttled through the excited crowd, and the impassioned and enthusiastic explanation of the on-site commentary came from his ears!

At the highest part of the auditorium of the circular stadium, dozens of transparent aura screens are also hanging, which are vividly broadcasting the wonderful pictures of the scene.