"Everyone, welcome to you. Before anyone arrived, the ethereal and soft sound of heaven drifted into everyone's ears first.

The sound is soft and refined, like a clear spring in the mountains, and it is pleasant to listen.

Han Xiangdong Tieqing's face was as thin as possible, forced a smile, and took the initiative to go to the door to greet him.

Gu Batong got up suddenly, and trotted forward with a circle of fat on his waist, and shouted from afar: "Sister Yun, Sister Yun!"

The rest of the invited guests rose up to greet them, and even if they didn't, they stood up to show their respect.

Only Xia Qingchen still maintained a posture of leaning back, closing his eyes and recuperating.

Everyone was looking forward to it, and the cloud painting heart was coming.

A glamorous, timeless nine-colored phoenix shawl, dancing with the wind, set off the face of the prosperous world suffocating.

Han Xiangdong and Gu Batong were all stupid, and the two of them looked at Yun Huaxin like a fairy without blinking, and it was difficult to describe the shock in their hearts.

The rest of the people also couldn't take their eyes off it, it was not the first time they had seen the clouds, but every time they met, they couldn't be worth the thrill.

"Ladies and gentlemen, be polite. Yun Huaxin came to the front of the living room and bowed.

The gesture is elegant and fascinating.

The arrogant and uninhibited Han Xiangdong restrained his temperament at the moment, and gave a gift in a crepe manner: "See Miss Yun." ”

Yun Huaxin responded with a smile, but his eyes did not stay on Han Xiangdong for even a breath, but looked for the legendary son of the Phoenix Queen of Nanyuan.

Unfortunately, the people who came to greet them were familiar faces and had no expectations.

She couldn't help but look at the maid beside her, meaning, didn't the other party come?

The maid hurriedly lowered her voice and said, "The slave and maid have asked the guards, there are already people from Baiyunzhuang who are here with your letter in hand. ”

Already here?

Yun Huaxin couldn't help but look into the living room, she parted the crowd and stepped into it.

In the huge living room, it was empty, and I saw it all at a glance.

At just one glance, she saw Xia Qingchen resting silently in the corner, and her eyebrows suddenly wrinkled: "Why are you?"

He invited the son of Nanyuan Fenghou, but he was not a despicable villain who pursued him by indecent means.

Xia Qingchen shook the invitation in his hand: "Didn't you invite me?"

Yun Huaxin recognized it at a glance, it was a letter to the owner of Baiyun Village, but how could it be in Xia Qingchen's hands?

"What about the Baiyun Zhuang?" asked Yun Huaxin.

Xia Qingchen only understood that Yun Huaxin didn't know that Baiyunzhuang was already owned by Xia Qingchen, so he said casually: "It's inconvenient for the owner of Baiyun Village to come, let me represent it." ”

And so it was!

Yun Huaxin's heart is not to mention how disappointed he is.

She appeared in full costume, just to give a stunning impression to the son of Nanyuan Fenghou, who had never met.

But the other party sent a subordinate with bad conduct.

"What is your relationship with the owner of Baiyun Village?" Yun Huaxin almost asked.

Xia Qingchen looked at her lightly: "Just treat me as her servant." ”

Or is it just a servant?

Yun Huaxin was deeply disappointed, and at the same time felt deeply humiliated, the son of the Nanyuan Phoenix Queen was too disrespectful to her.

Solemnly invited, in exchange for a servant representative to attend.

A simple conversation caused a lot of waves in the room.

"It turned out to be a little servant who participated for others!"

"Inexplicable, the servant is still so arrogant, arguing with Han Xiangdong?"

Everyone questioned every word, and I questioned it.

Obviously, it was an insult to their status to let them attend a private meeting with a servant.

Han Xiangdong finally grabbed the handle and sneered: "I'll just say, why did you participate in Miss Yun's private exchange meeting, it turned out to be a human dog!"

He pointed to himself, and then to the rest of the people present: "Any of us here is much more noble than you, this is not a place for you to come!"

Xia Qingchen smiled faintly and disagreed.

"People must have a sense of honesty and shame, so they won't drive you away?" Han Xiangdong pretended to be a gentleman, the real him had already started beating people.

Xia Qingchen said leisurely: "When did this become your Han Xiangdong's territory, and it was your turn to give orders?"

"Or is it that Miss Yun already belongs to you, and you are the only one?"

He swept his eyes and remained silent, allowing Han Xiangdong to attack the cloud painting heart.

The latter changed color at this time, and urgently refuted the rumors: "Your Excellency has misunderstood! The concubine and Han Gongzi are just ordinary friends and have nothing to do with each other." ”

She regarded herself as the master and said to Han Xiangdong: "Master Han, you are also one of the guests, and I hope to maintain respect for the other guests." ”

Han Xiangdong secretly gritted his teeth, and looked humble and gentlemanly on the surface: "I'm sorry, I said too much." ”

He lowered his head and glared at Xia Qingchen viciously, revealing his fierce appearance.

Xia Qingchen didn't care, and said, "In that case, should we exhibit the fairy's private collection as soon as possible?"

Yun Hua's heart was calm and showed an elegant smile like a spring breeze to everyone: "Ladies and gentlemen, please come with me." ”

She led the group to an enclosed attic.

The door opened, and all kinds of old things were already on display inside.

Each one is steeped in the vicissitudes of time, and many of them have decayed to the point of losing their original appearance.

"The first floor is a waste area, although they are all old things, but all of them were once sixth-order nirvana, but unfortunately, the years have eroded and become broken copper and iron. "A short introduction to the cloud painting heart.

Everyone watched in amazement, and they were all amazed.

Yun Huaxin is the only strange person who can collect relics from the bottom of the sea, and his treasure is that even the tomb keepers are curious.

"It's all from some high-level martial arts civilization. Han Xiangdong regretted.

Gu Batong groped his chin: "I heard my father say that the mainland was once a martial arts holy land, and there were countless masterpieces in the world. ”

"But since the fall of the Dustless God King thousands of years ago, the heavens and the earth have changed drastically, the aura has passed rapidly, and the former holy land has become the wilderness it is now. ”

"Only Linlang Island is still in its former aura, but it is less than half of what it used to be. ”

Hearing this rumor, everyone was stunned.

How prosperous should the continent be thousands of years ago?

It is no wonder that at that time, many super powerhouses and even gods were born in the mainland.

But now?

For hundreds of years, not to mention the gods, even the sun realm can no longer be born.

In the past 100 years, even the big moon position has no longer appeared.

The decline of the mainland can be called a cliff-like decline.

"These should be the relics that sank at the bottom of the sea when the ancestors of the continent went on an expedition overseas thousands of years ago. Gu Batong reminisced about the past, and his face was full of lost sighs.

Everyone was immersed in the regret of the passing of the prosperity of the ancestors, but Yun Huaxin had already climbed the stairs on the second floor.

Her eyes were filled with awe: "The second floor is a relic of the Dustless God King. ”

What the?

The audience was all surprised, thousands of years ago, the god king who ruled the nine heavens and commanded the world?

It's Xia Qingchen, and they are all shocked.

Have his relics?

That is unlikely, he has been away from the mortal world for a thousand years, and it is impossible for the outside world to have it except for a very few of his relics in the temple. (Tomorrow at 12:3 p.m.) 2k reading network