There were three people at the head, and Ye Xiaoman only glanced at them and knew who they were. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It's not that she knows them, it's that they are really too distinctive!

The most striking thing is a fiery figure, wearing a red robe to make the already demonic face more beautiful and glamorous, holding a red feather fan, shaking it for a while.

Behind him, there stood four women in long green dresses, all of them with clear eyebrows, none of them ugly.

Green leaves with red flowers? Ye Xiaoman secretly rolled his eyes: Boom!

Next to him was a handsome man, dressed in a cyan robe, looking clean and natural, like a tree, and like a gust of wind, holding a folding fan, slowly tapping the palm of the other hand.

There were four men behind him, and Chu Tianling, who he saw just now, was among them.

The one on the other side was wearing a dark color robe, looking about the same age as the other two, but the hair on the temples was a little white, and he was holding a black and white feather fan in his hand, which looked a little fairy-like.

He was followed by four boys, two men and two women, all of whom looked to be only eleven or twelve years old.

Ye Xiaoman knew that these three people were the other three of the four sons of Tianyuan: Ye Feichen, the son of Shahua, Chu Tianbi, the son of Ruyu, and Zhuge Haotian, the son of Xianyan.

When Ye Xiaoman was looking at them, Gu Yiming had already greeted them: "Are the three of you busy?"

Ye Feichen pulled a wicked smile: "The silver-faced boy is a new Yuanying, shouldn't you show it?"

"Hehe, Ben Jun has this intention, how about our Xianyun Building?"

"Okay!", Ye Feichen clapped his hands and said, "Childe is really happy!Brother Chu, Brother Zhuge , let's go!"

Chu Tianbi and Zhuge Haotian next to him turned their heads respectively, ignored him, and turned their heads towards Xianyun Restaurant.

Gu Yiming smiled faintly, and also followed in parallel with them, Ye Xiaoman's footsteps paused slightly, half a step behind him, and followed behind.

Gu Yiming frowned slightly, and reached out to pull her over, parallel to him.

Ye Xiaoman was slightly stunned, and then heard Gu Yiming's voice sound: "You and I are equal, there is no need to be like this." ”

Ye Xiaoman's heart warmed, and he replied, "You don't care?"

Gu Yiming replied: "Nothing cares me more!"

Hearing his answer, Ye Xiaoman's face turned red, and he just wanted to say something, but he noticed that the occasion was wrong, so he smiled and said, "Aren't you all famous?

Gu Yiming was puzzled: "What's different?"

"You see that everyone has a fan, is it because the silver-faced boy is very cold and doesn't need a fan?"

Gu Yiming was stunned for a moment, looked at her and smiled: "I have, but you don't have ......"

Ye Xiaoman glanced at him and said, "Who said I didn't?"

As soon as he stretched out his hand, a white and purple feather fan appeared in his hand, and he smiled proudly: "Look!"

Gu Yiming looked at her fan, it was still a low-grade spiritual weapon? A silver folding fan Huo Ran appeared in her hand, and it was also a low-grade spiritual weapon.

"I'll refine a fan of the best spiritual weapon for you when I go back, you can't keep up with your cultivation after a while. ”

"No, I'll just refine it myself, it's good. ”

"You don't need to leave it alone, what if you can use it one day? It's better to have more spiritual weapons in your hand than less. ”

“…… It's also good to use it to bluff people. ”

The voices of the two men were very small, but they could not hide from the ears of the monk, and their conversation was clearly transmitted to the ears of everyone.