"If you don't like that, I'll pay attention to it later. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "didn't wait for Lan Jingrou to come back to her senses, and the next sentence directly made Lan Jingrou's jaw drop in shock.

She has always felt that Yun Ming is a difficult guy to communicate, why is she suddenly so easy to speak?!

Looking at Yun Ming, Lan Jingrou suddenly didn't know what to say.

People admit their mistakes and have a good attitude, what else can you do?

After staring at each other for a moment, Lan Jingrou couldn't help but close her eyes first, pinched her hand, and said silently in her heart: Cultivation ~~ Cultivation ~~~~

This night, Lan Jingrou didn't think about going out again, and Yun Ming didn't take back the formation banner outside the room.

As soon as the sky dawned, Lan Jingrou ended her cultivation.

Because of thinking about Baili Sui, Lan Jingrou's first reaction was to go out, and when she arrived at the door of the room, she found that the entire room was still wrapped in a formation at this time.

Lan Jingrou frowned, turned her head to look at Yun Ming, and just wanted to speak, but saw Yun Ming in cultivation waving his hand, and the flag outside the house instantly floated back into his hand.

"Come back early." A deep voice echoed through the room, indicating that he was in a bad mood.

Lan Jingrou pursed her lips and nodded for a long time before she said, "I know." ”

Out of the yard, Lan Jingrou didn't know where to go for a while.

A bright light appeared in front of him, a transmission note.

Lan Jingrou was stunned, and was wondering what was going on, but Yun Ming's cold voice floated out from the transmission note: "The few people who spoke at the city gate yesterday had the token of the White Yang Sect hanging on their bodies, and the person who almost bumped into you is a member of the Xuanyun Sect." ”

The words fell, and the transmission notes in front of him gradually turned to ashes.

Lan Jingrou looked at the scattered dust, and couldn't help but feel a little complicated for a while.

Yun Ming obviously didn't want her to go to Bailisui, otherwise he would have told her about it when she went out earlier.

Sighing secretly, Lan Jingrou no longer blindly looked for someone, but went directly to the inn with the logo of the White Yang Sect.

Baiyang Sect, Xuanyun Sect, and Seven Star Sect are listed as the three giants of the cultivation realm, calculate, plus the Soul Sect should be the four giants, but the Soul Sect is an evil sect that everyone despises, and naturally no one counts the Soul Sect into it.

The three major sects and the Soul Leaving Sect can be described as mortal rivals, and even said that when they meet a person from the Soul Leaving Sect, they can return to the sect to receive a reward.

According to Lan Jingrou's knowledge, the three sects even united together to exterminate the Soul Leaving Sect, but in the end it didn't work, and there was also civil strife, and the three sects finally fought themselves.

Lan Jingrou's feet were not slow, and she knew the inn stronghold of the White Yang Sect, but she arrived in a moment.

Looking at the banner from afar, Lan Jingrou hesitated for a moment and stepped into the inn.

"Who's coming?"

There was a loud shout in the inn, and the two Zhuji monks had already drawn their long swords and looked at Lan Jingrou vigilantly.

The shopkeeper who was still in front of the counter turned around and went directly into the backyard, although he was a little anxious when he walked around, but he was not panicked, obviously, this is not the first time this has happened.

Lan Jingrou paused, and said after a moment of silence: "There is no malice in Xia, I just want to find an old friend." ”

"The deceased?"

The two foundation building monks frowned and looked at each other: "Who are you looking for?" ”

In their eyes, Lan Jingrou's cultivation is just the middle stage of foundation building, although the two are in the early stage of foundation building, but when they join forces, they are not afraid of not being able to stop Lan Jingrou.

Thinking like this, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief: "How do we know if what Daoyou said is true or false?" ”

The expressions of the two people in front of her naturally did not escape Lan Jingrou's eyes, she deliberately concealed her cultivation, and it was also for this, this is what she got after she successfully married Dan, maybe because she was not conscious when she broke through, and Lan Jingrou only discovered this ability not long ago.

Once she hides her cultivation, even if it is a Yuanying monk standing in front of her now, she may not be able to see that she is a Jindan stage cultivator, if it is the god transformation stage, she will not dare to hold it up.

"Your Sect's Baili Sui."

Hundreds of miles?!

As soon as Lan Jingrou's voice fell, she clearly saw a look of understanding on the faces of the two foundation building monks.

I only heard one of them laugh and said: "It turns out that I am an admirer of Senior Brother Baili again, girl, I recently broke in with you like this and wanted to see Senior Brother Baili, but Senior Brother Baili said that he would not see you like this." ”

Lan Jingrou frowned, and the expressions of the two people in front of her were really a little eye-catching: "You can tell the truth, just say that Lan Liang's old people met in the past, and he will definitely come." ”

"Blue Liang? What kind of consciousness is this? The two of them laughed as they spoke.

"Fellow Daoist, don't say that we don't give you face, don't think that if you look a little good, you can get into the eyes of Senior Brother Baili, in the eyes of our senior brother, but they are all Senior Sister You."

Senior Sister You?

Lan Jingrou's mind suddenly remembered the playful female cultivator who called Baili to her brother at the gate of the city that day.

Looking at the two people who were obviously impossible to let themselves in, Lan Jingrou had a headache, it would definitely not work to break in, what should I do?

In the midst of distress, a slender figure carrying a long sword walked down upstairs: "What's the matter?" ”

The two Zhuji monks were stunned when they heard the voice, and immediately turned their heads: "Senior Brother Xing, it's okay, it's okay, and it's a non-long-eyed person who wants to see Senior Brother Baili." ”

"Oh." Xing Ying nodded, didn't speak, and turned around to go back upstairs.

Lan Jingrou was a little familiar when she heard the voice, raised her head and saw Xing Ying's side face, and immediately spoke: "Xing Ying!" ”

Xing Ying paused, and suddenly turned his head to look at Lan Jingrou.

Seeing the red-clothed figure, Xing Ying grew up in shock, and it took a long time before he shouted: "Imperial concubine? ”

The two people on the side listened in the clouds, where did this princess come from?

Looking at the two foundation building monks, Xing Ying strode towards the outside of the inn, and when he passed by Lan Jingrou's side, he whispered, "Let's go out and talk." ”

Lan Jingrou was puzzled, but she still followed Xing Ying out.

The two of them ran all the way out of the city gate.

Yesterday, the beast tide receded, but today it is calm outside the city, but there is still a faint smell of blood in the air.

"Xing Ying, what do you mean?"

As soon as she stopped, Lan Jingrou couldn't help but speak first.

Xing Ying turned her head to look at Lan Jingrou and didn't reply, but looked at her.

After a while, he smiled and said, "The imperial concubine has changed a lot." ”

Lan Jingrou pursed her lips: "People are all changeable, such as your master, Baili Sui!" ”

Yesterday when he returned from the beast herd, she and Yun Ming were standing not far from Baili Sui, if he had a heart, it would not be difficult to recognize himself, if he didn't see her, but before being pulled away by Yun Ming, she clearly saw Bai Li Sui turn his head to look at her.

With just one glance, he paused and then looked away, and the look, and the different color in his eyes, told her that he clearly recognized her, but pretended not to know. (To be continued.) )