A hundred miles in the sky, in a flash.

A long raft that crossed the sky slowly landed in front of the Thunderstorm Pavilion.

Liu Wuyin stood alone at the head of the raft, his hands behind his back, and the momentum of the master of the Holy Sect was fully displayed.

The long raft landed, and Hua Yuan led the disciples of Feiliu Pavilion to come forward to greet him: "I can't imagine that I haven't seen you for a hundred years, the mountains and rivers are still the same, and the spirit of the True Martial Saint Lord is still the same." ”

"Haha...... I haven't seen him for a hundred years, and Hua Lao still speaks so beautifully. ”

Liu Wuji's figure fell from the raft and walked in front of Hua Yuan, laughing loudly.

It looks like old friends who haven't seen each other for many years.

However, only the two of them knew that their friendship was not so deep.

At this moment, the curtain between the rafts was lifted, and a young man with silver hair and an evil aura on his body walked out of the cabin first.

It was Han Ming.

As soon as they saw Han Ming, everyone present had an inexplicable sense of urgency.

It seems that there is a hidden danger in this young man's body all the time.

But this danger makes them unpredictable.

Luo Changsheng looked at Han Ming, and his brows were much more solemn.

In his impression, among the outstanding disciples in the True Martial Saint Sect, there was no one who looked like this.

Could it be that this person is not a disciple of the True Martial Saint Sect?

Immediately after, a strange scene appeared.

Han Ming walked out of the cabin and did not rush off the raft, but stood aside and lifted the curtain respectfully.

It seems that there is still someone in the cabin who has not come out.

Immediately afterward, everyone saw a scene that surprised them.

Four disciples dressed in the costumes of the True Martial Saint Sect actually walked out of the cabin carrying a rattan sedan chair.

The raft itself is a treasure, and it's no surprise that it can accommodate the next rattan sedan chair.

What made everyone strange was that there was a young man with a pale face and an extremely weak body sitting quietly on the rattan sedan chair.

The only thing that makes this young man feel different is the calm gaze.

It's like the vast starry sky, no one can see what is at the end of those eyes.

Seeing this scene, not only Hua Yuan, but even those disciples under the Feiliu Pavilion and Luo Changsheng and the others were curious.

Who is this young man? It's bigger than Liu Infinity's shelf?

Let the four true disciples of the True Martial Saint Sect be sedan chair men, Liu Wuyin is afraid that he has never enjoyed such treatment.

Facing the gaze of everyone, Liu Wuyin has lived for thousands of years and has never lost such a big person.

But he couldn't help but be deep and maintain his holy lord bearing.

Just as he was about to explain Ao Bei's identity to everyone, a crisp voice suddenly sounded in the crowd.

"Xiao, Xiaoyao King!"

This voice is full of ears and delicate, just listening to the voice, you know that the owner of the voice is a stunning woman.

Everyone followed the sound and found that the person who opened their mouth was one of the four disciples brought by Luo Changsheng.

She is also the only woman among the four disciples.

However, this woman's face was covered with a white veil, and only a pair of eyes were exposed, and she couldn't see her true face clearly.

But just those crystal clear eyes can attract most men.

Even after this woman appeared in the Thunderstorm Pavilion, the eyes of many disciples under the Feiliu Pavilion stayed on her.

Never left.

"The Easy King?"

"Senior sister, do you know the people on the rattan sedan chair?"

Yu'er just nodded lightly to her senior brother, acting very flat.

Only when her eyes look at Ao Bei on the rattan sedan chair, will she show a little color from time to time.

Such a subtle move made Luo Changsheng's three disciples extremely unhappy.

Although she had not been in the Huangquan Holy Sect for a long time, she had awakened the Frost Hundred Charm Body among the one hundred and eight Heavenly Destiny Alien Bodies.

This made her already outstanding appearance even more temperamental, beautiful and enchanting, like an autumn fairy.

Almost no one who has seen a man who has seen a sad face will not be moved.

Luo Changsheng's three disciples were even more fascinated by it to the point of infatuation.

Of course, a big part of this is because of the properties of the Frost Hundred Charms.

Now the time of Yu'er's cultivation is still short, and he can't perfectly control the power of the Frost Hundred Charm Body.

So this has a great impact on the three people who are always with Sorrow.

Seeing that the woman beside Luo Changsheng seemed to know Ao Bei, Liu Wuyi was worried about goofs, so he said to Hua Yuan: "Old Hua, since I and the Holy Lord of Huangquan have already arrived, why don't we go to Feiliu Pavilion first." ”

"The sooner this matter is resolved, the better. ”

Hua Yuan looked at Luo Changsheng and saw that Luo Changsheng had no expression, so he smiled and said, "Then please ask the two Holy Masters to move and enter the Feiliu Pavilion with me." ”

"In the Feiliu Pavilion, the wine banquet has been prepared, and the two holy masters are left behind. ”

"Haha......"

With a long burst of laughter, a long red rhombus fell straight from the hanging mountain, accompanied by the autumn leaves flying in the sky, until the thunderstorm pavilion stopped.

This is the highest welcome etiquette in Feiliu Pavilion.

When Feiliu Pavilion welcomed the emperor back then, it was just like that.

Seeing Hua Yuan giving such a big gift, this made Luo Changsheng and Liu Wuyin wonder at the same time, what kind of calculation was Hua Yuan having.

They just wanted to use Feiliu Pavilion to complete the bet, but this Hua Yuan seemed to have other purposes.

However, at this time, Liu Wuyin and Luo Changsheng did not show their doubts.

Just smiled at each other with a discordant face, and then followed Hua Yuan to Hongling.

Everyone followed Hongling up, but in a few breaths, Hongling crossed the Baizhang Waterfall, stepped through the seven-colored iridescent, and directly reached the top of the hanging mountain.

There are hundreds of courtyards here, nestled among the trees, showing the color of light.

It looks like a fairyland.

Entering the Feiliu Pavilion, under the leadership of Hua Yuan, everyone walked into the hall that had already been arranged.

The whole hall is full of majestic atmosphere, resplendent gold, and rare materials and exquisite construction techniques can be seen everywhere.

This hall alone can be called a secret treasure.

Hua Yuan was sitting at the head of the main hall at the moment, and Luo Changsheng and Liu Wuwu were guests, sitting on the left and right.

Below, there are the disciples of the two of them.

It's just on Willow Infinity's side.

Whether it was the silver-haired young man or the four sedan chair disciples, they were always around the rattan sedan chair from beginning to end, setting off the young man on the rattan sedan chair like the stars and the moon.

In contrast, Liu Infinity's figure is too lonely.

It seemed that the young man on the rattan sedan chair was more like the sect master of the True Martial Saint Sect.

After Liu Wuyin sat down, his face was calm and indifferent, only occasionally raising his glass to drink alone, and he didn't seem to care about the actions of his disciples.

As everyone knows, he has already scolded Ao Bei and Han Ming and others thousands of times in his heart.

Ao Bei is arrogant.

His own disciples are so rude.

Compared to an outsider, he didn't care about the face of his own sect master at all.

If it weren't for Hua Yuan, Luo Changsheng and the others present, he would have turned his face a long time ago, where would he still be in the mood to raise a glass and drink alone.