Song Yuning and others walked on the streets of Luoyang. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info is brightly lit everywhere, and the city is bustling with traffic. There was a bustling noise. The drinkers drank and laughed.

Song Shanning looked at Wei Zixie a few times with some confusion, since coming down from the Hanging Temple. Although he was smiling as before, Song Xianning always felt that he was a little sullen. Xue Rui knew her master's troubles.

Carefully pulled Song Yuning aside and said, "Master, he is jealous"

"Jealous?" After Song Xuning raised his eyebrows slightly, he smiled later.

Xue Rui saw her master smile, she also breathed a sigh of relief, and Song Laning slowly leaned towards Wei Zixie and stood on tiptoe. Prepare to shoot Wei Zixie. Who knew that at this time, I saw an acquaintance.

A group of people from the Southern Sect in white clothes and blue stripes. Led by the handsome and picturesque Nangong Feichen is benevolent, and there is a shallow smile and light Shengxue standing beside him, his face is extremely beautiful, and there is a faint breath of book between his eyebrows. Mo Yanyue, the daughter of the mountain god.

Speaking of which, Hikotsuki seems to be still her "friend". There was also a group of unknown young disciples behind him.

"Siqing, why are you here?" Nangong Feichen asked.

"What's wrong? You are allowed to come, not me? Song Taning said angrily.

"It's been a long time since I've seen Siqing," Yanyue said with a smile.

"I hope to see you again," Song Yuning said with a cold face.

At this time, Song Yuning felt that Wei Zixie beside him couldn't help but feel shocked. , following his line of sight, was a man of about seventeen or eighteen years old, his handsome face was a little pale, a slender figure like a benchmark, shaved eyebrows, a high nose bridge, and thin but tight lips. A pair of dark eyes are full of vitality.

"You know him?" Song Xianning tilted his head and asked.

"I don't know," Wei Zi said with a wicked smile.

"Come here."

The young man looked around blankly, confirming that the beautiful woman in purple on the other side was referring to him.

Only then did he slowly walk to Nangong Feichen's side and whispered, "Shangxian." ”

"Go get it." Nangong Feichen patted the young man's head and smiled.

The boy came to Song Yuning. Song Xuning narrowed his eyes and looked up and down with a very cold look. Only then did he reach his shoulder, the tall young man asked, pointed at Wei Zixie and asked, "Do you know him?" ”

The boy shook his head.

"What's your name?"

"Zichen."

"Slap..." a crisp slap sounded clearly in the ears of everyone present. Zichen stood there silent.

"Siqing, what are you doing?" Wei Zixie asked anxiously.

"Wei Zixie, didn't you say you didn't know him? So why worry about him? Song Taning stared at Zichen and Wei Zixie in displeasure.

"I..."

"Zichen, come back," Nangong Feichen shouted.

A group of junior disciples of the Southern Sect dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, and could only stare at Song Shanning angrily.

"Does it hurt?" Yan Yue looked at the red palm print distressedly and asked.

"It doesn't hurt, Aunt Yanyue," Zichen said with a smile.

"Wei Zixie, what's wrong with you?" Xiao San'er approached Wei Zixie and asked in a low voice.

"It's fine." Wei Zixie said unhappily.

Xiao San'er glanced at Wei Zixie helplessly. Thought; What do you call it okay? How long is the face, but I don't dare to ask more.

At this time, Zichen's stomach grunted with hunger. Mo Yanyue rubbed Zichen's head dotingly. Song Junning looked at Wei Zixie abruptly. But it happened to meet his gentle and affectionate eyes. Since I also feel that I have just done a little too much for a while.

"Zichen is hungry, shall we find a place to eat?" Mo Yanyue said with a bright smile.

"Yes. "Zichen nodded straightly.

A group of junior disciples behind Nangong Feichen also applauded. Song Xuning's eyes rolled, and he followed silently. Wei Zixie and others had no choice but to follow.

A group of young disciples were afraid of Song Shanning, and they were all far away from her. Nangong Feichen lowered his head and showed a light smile. Mo Yanyue on the side glanced at Song Xianning from the corner of her eye.

A group of people came to a beautiful and quiet inn called IELTS. The second wave of people went in one after the other. Xiao Er hurriedly greeted him and asked, "Dare to ask the guest officer, but together?" ”

"No," Song said unhappily.

"That's not it," Nangong Feichen said helplessly.

Song Shanning and the others sat on the side of the street. Song Yuning looked around, since the tables and chairs here are all carved with good sandalwood.

"Good thing...... What bar do you order, guest officer?" shouted Xiao Er.

"Light is the main," Nangong Feichen said.

"Big fish and big meat" Song Taning blurted out.

Xiao Er, who had just come to Song Xining's side, had not yet come and spoke urgently. I heard these four words spoken by the beauty.

"Okay. Come and wait for a while," Xiao Er shuttled very neatly in front of the tables.

Wei Zixie saw that Song Xuning had a calm face and didn't speak, and smiled helplessly: "Little immortal? Still angry? All right. I really didn't know the boy, I just felt like a person. I couldn't help but take a second look. ”

"Wei Zixie, I don't like to be deceived the most. So there is no next time," Song Yuning said lightly.

Then he stared at the curling smoke outside the building. The expression is so soft, so melancholy. Suddenly, there was the sound of children's laughter, and a group of children were playing without fear.

"Wang~Wang~Wang"

A dog barked suddenly. Xue Rui hurriedly hid under the table. His hands were shaking with his legs folded.

"What's wrong with you?" Xiao San'er asked puzzled.

"I'm cold," Xue Rui said in a trembling voice.

"Guest officer, the big fish and meat you want are here." Xiao Er was very busy trotting and called.

"It's time to eat, come out quickly" Song Yuning smiled helplessly.

"Well" Xue Rui pitifully came out from under the table, and a pair of black eyes looked out to make sure that no dog was sitting up straight.

"Wangwang......" A wheat-skinned disciple of the Southern Sect barked a few times.

Xue Rui was so frightened that she wanted to hide under the table again. A group of young disciples of the Southern Sect couldn't help but laugh, and Xue Rui realized that she was being teased. Get ready to do it now.

A "pop" slap sounded on the table. Xue Rui sat down in fright.

"What are you angry about? There is no shame in being afraid of dogs. It's a shame that those who are good don't do it, they have to learn to be dogs. Such a person still wants to cultivate and become an immortal? Song Xining's voice was cold and crisp.

The ridicule of a group of young disciples also disappeared abruptly, and they looked at Nangong Feichen in fear. The little two who delivered the food were stunned in the middle. Some are overwhelmed.

Fortunately, the shopkeeper who was well-informed shouted loudly, "Hurry up and serve food to the guest officers by the window, and send an extra pot of good wine"

"Good wine is not necessary, bring us a pot of good tea," Wei Zi said with a smile.

"No problem," the shopkeeper readily agreed.

"Okay, little immortal, don't always be angry, come and laugh" Wei Zi leaned lazily on Song Xuning, and smiled lightly at the little disciples who threw scared eyes at her.

"Why not good wine? Isn't Luoyang just good wine? Song Xianning asked in wonder.

"This.... I like to drink tea," Wei Zi said with a wicked smile.

"I also like to drink tea," Xue Rui also smiled slightly.

"Me too," Xiao San'er smiled awkwardly.

"Really?" Song Xuning asked suspiciously.

I saw three people next to me nodding their heads. I have to believe it for the time being.

They know that Song Xianning not only has a poor amount of alcohol, but also loves to get drunk, the key is that she doesn't remember it afterwards. If you don't remember, you don't have any corpses, and no one knows.

With a sudden noise, this awkward atmosphere was broken. I saw a cloud of colored light rising rapidly, gradually stretching out, forming countless flowers that were sometimes red, sometimes yellow, and sometimes green. Then, like shooting stars, the fireworks fell from the sky.

"It's fireworks, fireworks." Xue Rui said excitedly.

"Shangxian" Zichen said weakly.

"Okay. You go out and see. Hurry back," Nangong Feichen said with a helpless smile.

"Well, thank you."

A group of young disciples of the Southern Sect ran out happily. At this time, the little disciple who had just learned to bark suddenly threw a dog and ate. The laughing Xue Rui couldn't straighten her waist. The little disciple peeked aggrievedly at Song Yuning, who was high up and had a cold face.

"It's okay," Mo Yanyue asked with a smile as she walked over and helped the little disciple up.

"It's fine. Senior Sister Yanyue," the little disciple said.

"She's older than your ancestors for eight generations. Still call her sister? Song Taning sneered disdainfully.

"Aunt Yanyue," Zichen said helplessly.

"It's fine. What Siqing said is, you are thousands of years old, how can you still be entangled by a little fox who is thousands of years old," Mo Yanyue said solemnly.

As soon as Song Xianning heard it, she knew that Mo Yanyue was sarcastically mocking her old cow for eating tender grass and not having a shallow skin. It's a pity. She doesn't have any cheeks at all