Yueying's question, even Long Qingyu and Xue Rubing on the roof listened carefully, originally thought that these few sects would talk about it and start to do it, but what I didn't expect was that there were inextricable ties between the three factions, and the picture of doing it did not appear.

The old head who can make the heads of these sects admire must be extraordinary, and his descendants must be not too much different.

Yang Qixian and Yueying were both pricking up their ears and waiting for the palindrome, and the same was true on the roof, Xing Tong said in a sneer, "Actually, you may have heard of her, she is the tenth place on the flower list, Dark Xiang, that is, the daughter of the old master." ”

They have heard of the flower list, the flower list has an upper age limit, and the dark fragrance has also heard of it, no, it is very famous, and the top ten on the flower list are all people who talk about the rivers and lakes.

"Xingtong, you won't lie to us, right?" Yang Qixian said when he heard this, a little unbelieving what Xingtong said.

Yueying didn't have many doubts about Xingtong's answer when she heard this, as a woman, she thought it was true, and the old lady was born like a flower and a fairy-like beauty. When the family went out, the wife was pregnant, and if she gave birth to a child, it would not be strange to have a character like Huabang.

On the roof, Xue Rubing's beautiful eyes flickered when she heard this, and she said in a voice that could only be heard by two people: "This girl with dark fragrance still has this identity!"

"Well, it's getting more and more interesting!" Long Qingyu smiled at the corner of his mouth.

"Dark incense won't be here too!" Although Xue Rubing can't say that he has a good relationship with dark incense, he has met once.

"Just keep looking!" Long Qingyu leaned next to Bing'er, smelling the woman's fragrance emanating from her body, which made people feel comfortable.

Long Qingyu and Bing'er were whispering on the rooftop, and the disciples of the three sects in the courtyard below were in their own camps, while watching the head of the courtyard in the center of the courtyard argue with the other two. At this time, it was winter, the cold wind was biting, and some disciples were wearing a little thinner, and their bodies shivered under the cold wind.

"Although Dark Fragrance has the same surname as the old master, who knows if she is really the daughter of the old master!" Yang Qixian frowned and retorted.

"Yang Qixian, are you questioning me?" Xing Tong was a little angry when he heard this, he really hoped that the sect could be merged, and he would not covet the position of the head of the sect.

"Don't dare, I'm just thinking about the interests of the merger, I can't just merge like this! Even Senior Sister Yueying won't agree!" Yang Qixian said in a calm tone.

Xingtong's heart suddenly felt a little more comfortable when he heard this, although he was dissatisfied with Yang Qixian's attitude, but after all, he was also thinking about the state after the merger, and he didn't care about you.

"Miss Dark Fragrance doesn't know where it is, can you see it!" Although Yueying believed Xingtong's words, basic caution was still necessary.

The cold wind blew across Xingtong's face, making him feel a little tight, he straightened up and said, "I can say for sure that she is definitely the daughter of the old master, I was blindsided when I first saw it, I thought it was the old master's wife, but that face is too young, and the corners of the eyes and eyebrows are also very similar to the old master!"

"Miss Dark Xiang is not in the north now, she was taken in by Aunt Mei in Meishan, Jiangnan! As for the merger, I have already told her about the merger, and she said that she would consider it!" Xingtong opened her mouth in a daze and said to herself, and the tone of her voice made people think that she was not so confident.

He had indeed seen Dark Incense, and he didn't lie about this matter, but she couldn't be the master of the matter of the head of Xingming, but her master Aunt Mei had the final say. The nickname given to her in the rivers and lakes of Meigu, almost no one knows her real name, only that she lives in seclusion in Meishan all the year round, and outsiders have never entered Meishan, even if she ventures into Meishan, I am afraid that she will have no bones or a broken arm and a lame leg.

Aunt Mei's cold personality is also well-known in the rivers and lakes, indifferent by nature, to put it bluntly, she is a little high-minded, unwilling to be in the company of others, and is not social.

"Xingtong, this is what you have planned a long time ago! I know that we will only show up when we fight for the mountain gate in the end, yes and no!" Yueying said in a coquettish voice, from the initial three-person competition, the two of them argued endlessly, Xingtong became a spectator on the side, this step seems to be calculated, and the two of them will eventually ask Xingtong's opinion, and he is only then step by step on the road of merger with words.

Yue Ying was angry with a hint of resentment, even though he knew that the merger was a good thing, but as soon as Xingtong entered the Wangwu Sect Mountain Gate, he didn't propose the merger at the first time, if he brought it up early, he might not agree to it!

"Yes yes, yes no and no, if the two of you fight as soon as you come in, I believe I won't be able to intervene at all, and I will also get rid of this idea from my heart, although the mountain gate of the Wangwu faction is good, it is not something that any of us can swallow. Hearing this, Xing Tong's expression changed slightly, and he sighed slightly.

Yang Qixian on the side was pondering, and Xingtong's words seemed to have some truth, in fact, in addition to his own three sects within a radius of hundreds of miles around Wangwu Mountain, there were also some sects, such as the Iron Shiman Gate and the Xingyi Gate, but relatively speaking, it was a lot round away from this Wangwu faction, and the sects of the three of them were only close to the water and the building was the first to get the moon.

Moreover, according to recent investigations, there are many disciples of the Iron Speyer Sect and the Xingyi Sect in Wangwu Town, which naturally cannot escape the eyes of their three sects. But what worries them the most is the Xingyi Gate.

Xingyi Gate was glorious many years ago, among the ranks of a gate, but then it declined, before the Wangwu faction was destroyed, it was the second most powerful of the small sects around, and the Wangwu faction was the first, and now it is clearly the strongest, and the three sects are also particularly worried. Xingtong's words all revealed a signal, that is, the three sects must merge to survive, and if any of them occupy the Wangwu faction, it is very likely to incur a blow from the Xingyi Sect.

Xingtong watched the two of them pondering, and then said, "Actually, Miss Dark Fragrance is also on her way here, if it is not expected, she will arrive today!"

"What! What you said is true?" Yueying was pondering when she suddenly raised her head when she heard this sentence and said, this can't help but surprise her, just now she also said that the dark fragrance girl is in Meishan in the south of the Yangtze River!

"This is true!" Yang Qixian looked at Xing Tong with a little unkind eyes and said, this previous and subsequent words made him a little dissatisfied with Xing Tong.

"I'm not sure, but the young master of Dark Fragrance said that if she agrees, she will come today. Xingtong's expression was gloomy, obviously he didn't know the bottom of his heart, he was just looking forward to the arrival of the young master of dark incense, in his mind, she had already become the young master, and the new master of the merged gate.

"Bang!"

"Hahaha!"

The closed door of the royal house faction was suddenly kicked open, and a group of people entered, and one of the leaders laughed loudly and loudly, "Look who this is!"

PS: [Nostalgia is a kind of feeling, always happy things and unhappy things are cross-played, and the protagonists in those memories seem to be right in front of you. Wet eyes, blurred years. I am a nostalgic author, just portraying those stories, that person, that love, that sentence will never be abandoned!]