Yuan Fengqing stood at the door of the tent, looking at the few people sitting around the Eight Immortals table in the tent, in addition to Qing Miao and the son of the peak master of Xiaoyue Peak, Yin Liancheng, who is currently handling the affairs of Xiaoyue Peak on behalf of his father, there is also Mo Tianqi, the head of the Xiaoyao faction, and sitting opposite him is a girl dressed in black, she looks only sixteen or seventeen years old, with bright eyes and bright teeth, excellent complexion, white and red, and looks tender and tender. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info was just wearing a long black dress, although the clothes were black, but they showed a thin golden light, which seemed to be woven with black thread and gold thread, which made her complexion extremely white, but she was indifferent and not easy to get close to.

When she came in, she happened to hear the girl's indignant accusation against herself, her footsteps involuntarily stopped at the door curtain, her eyes swept over the girl lightly, and a person's name floated in her heart: Mo Liuxin, the valley master of Tianxiang Valley, Mo Liuxin.

Yuan Fengqing vaguely remembered that Qing Miao had mentioned her, because ten years ago, the four major sects of the Xiaoyao Sect, Cangyun Gate, Tianxiang Valley and Penglai Island had a joint experience, and each sect only selected one elite disciple to participate, two of the disciples were Qing Miao and this Mo Liuxin, and the other two were the elite disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect, Xuan Fuyue and Wu Qiupeng, the first disciple of the head of Penglai Island, the poor man who fell from heaven to hell because of that experience.

Although she had heard the name Mo Liuxin, Yuan Fengqing didn't expect that she was a girl, and she thought that she was at least about the same age as Qingmiao, after all, she also had a part in the joint experience ten years ago, unless she was just a child ten years ago, or her actual age was impossible to see with the naked eye.

Feeling that someone had entered the tent, the three people except Mo Liuxin all turned their heads and were stunned when they saw that it was Yuan Fengqing.

Qingmiao's face was a little not good-looking, after all, Mo Liuxin accused Yuan Fengqing in front of the two Cangyun Sect disciples, even if he knew that she was straightforward by nature and had always spoken mercilessly, but he did not care about the friendship between Cangyun and Tianxiang, and he was really angry in his heart for embarrassing Uncle Xiao so much in front of outsiders.

Compared with his excitement, Yin Liancheng was much calmer, although the person Mo Liuxin accused was also his junior uncle, but he had never had any friendship with Yuan Fengqing, at most he just felt that it made the master very faceless.

Mo Tianqi of the Carefree faction designed and lured the bat demon with Yuan Fengqing in the South China Sea last time, although the two did not have a deep friendship, they also shared hardships, and when they heard Mo Liuxin accuse an elder like this, his face was not very good, but because his personal relationship with Tianxianggu was constantly cut and messed up, it was not easy to express any opinions, so he just glanced at Mo Liuxin lightly, and after his eyes turned to Yuan Fengqing, who was stunned at the door, he quickly got up and saluted, "Tianqi has seen Uncle Yuan." ”

Mo Tianqi's actions made everyone stunned for a moment, and Qing Miao and Yin Liancheng got up at the same time and called out solemnly, "Little uncle." ”

Seeing that the three of them were so polite, Yuan Fengqing smiled, "No need to be polite, let's all sit down." As she spoke, she turned her gaze to Mo Liuxin, who pretended not to see it since she entered the camp, and still vented her dissatisfaction in her heart, which showed that she was a straightforward person. Although she deliberately targeted herself, after Yuan Fengqing experienced more than 60 years of warmth and coldness in her previous life, she knew very well in her heart that the more people with this kind of personality were actually not bad-hearted, but the more they looked kind and pleasant, and those who treated others with great sincerity and enthusiasm were harboring evil intentions and stabbing you at a critical moment.

Therefore, Yuan Fengqing did not show obvious anger, but asked lightly, "This senior nephew must be the daughter of the Mo Valley Lord of Tianxiang Valley, right?" ”

Seeing her take the initiative to show her goodwill, everyone was a little surprised, and their expressions were different.

Yin Liancheng is a young man who looks white and pure, and looks like a gentleman, although he has no deep friendship with Yuan Fengqing, but when he saw that the junior uncle was so low in front of a junior in Tianxiang Valley, a trace of sarcasm flashed in his eyes, but he couldn't see anything on the surface. Qing Miao looked a little worried, on the one hand, he didn't want Uncle Xiao to be too wronged and lose face in Cangyunmen, and on the other hand, he didn't want Uncle Xiao to pursue too much and make the contradiction between Cangyunmen and Tianxiang Valley deeper and deeper, and his brows frowned unconsciously.

Among the several disciples, Mo Tianqi was the oldest, and although he was a little older, he didn't put up the shelf of the elders, and he didn't care about Mo Liuxin's words, but he didn't lose his demeanor, and he praised it very much in his heart.

In the different minds of several people, they saw Mo Liuxin sneering, and suddenly got up and said, "I'm sorry, we still have some important things to deal with in Tianxiang Valley, I'll leave first!" After speaking, he didn't look at Yuan Fengqing, and walked out of her straight step.

Everyone looked at her departing back and felt a little embarrassed.

The atmosphere in the tent began to be dull, and no one knew how to break this deadlock, after all, Yuan Fengqing was still standing there, and it was not okay to invite her in, nor was it to chase her out and accuse Mo Liuxin, so she was really helpless.

However, Yuan Fengqing just said indifferently, "Since Miss Mo has something to do, let her get busy first, let's discuss the business first." After speaking, he didn't look at the different faces of everyone, walked straight to the table and sat down, reached out and lifted the celadon teapot on the table, took out four teacups and filled them one by one, and handed them to them.

Seeing that the parties were so calm and calm, of course Mo Tianqi would not say anything, Qing Miao and Yin Liancheng were both disciples of Cangyun Sect, so naturally only the elders followed, and the three of them sat back on the chairs, but they didn't know where to start.

Especially Qing Miao, he never imagined that Mo Liuxin would be so rude, and the little uncle would be so bent to her and leave, even if they had a friendship of life and death together, at this moment, they were deeply embarrassed by the fate of Fengqing, only to feel a nameless anger in his chest stirring wildly, and he couldn't control it. He couldn't remember how long he hadn't been so angry, it seemed that he had only been so angry once after he became sensible, and that was when he couldn't control it when he heard that person talk about his life experience, he was only eleven years old at the time, and his young and frivolous nature was naturally not as mature and stable as he is now, and it was easier to control his emotions, but when he saw Mo Liuxin's actions today, he was uncontrollablely angry, and his straight body and clenched fists betrayed his heart.

Seeing that Qing Miao's face was a little blue, and a few green tendons jumped up on his forehead from time to time, Yuan Fengqing knew that he was very angry, although he was a little moved, he didn't want to delay the business because of himself, so he took the initiative to break the dull atmosphere and said, "Qing Miao, since Master Mo and nephew are here, we might as well take out the situation we observed in Huancheng that day and our speculation, as well as what happened later, and discuss it once, maybe there will be more clues in brainstorming, time is very urgent, we can't delay it any longer." ”