"Mo family, the order is here!" The last one really raised the sound to the maximum, extremely high-pitched!

In the Little Sage Village, Hou Sheng, who was slowly walking inward, suddenly took shape, "Chen Yi? Hmph-" He muttered in an indiscreet voice, but he didn't say much, he had seen these two words many times, Qi Guo? It was he who the Queen Mother had been looking for before her death, and Hou Sheng had been exhausted for many years, looking for the only descendant of Luoxia Villa, and it seems that there will be a lot of gains today.

A slight vulture smile crossed his slightly pale lips, the times have changed, and he has not thought about the people who have been trying to eradicate for many years, but he has to unite with them under the overall situation of today, and interests are really a very tempting word.

"Lord Xiangguo, what's the matter?" The Confucian student who led the way also seemed to have noticed a trace of Hou Sheng's abnormality, stopped slightly, and asked with a salute.

Hou Sheng didn't care, just looked at the direction where the voice came from casually and smiled, "The Mo family, the friends of the Yin and Yang family have arrived, and today's distinguished guests are all here!" ”

"If you go back to the words of Lord Xiangguo, the disciple doesn't know that today's birthday banquet invitations for Patriarch Xun are all organized by the Third Master - "Confucian gentleman and six arts, etiquette is extremely important, even in the face of the power of the government and the opposition, Lord Xiangguo is still not humble or arrogant, polite and courteous.

"Zhang Zifang-, the hero is a teenager, hehe." Carrying his hands on his back, he sighed softly, and seemed to be pleased that there was such a talent in Qi State, but he already had Zhang Zifang's accurate information in his mind: he was born in a Korean aristocracy, he was talented and intelligent since he was a child, and he was rarely famous, and was recommended by Han Fei as a little sage and sage Zhuang, one of the three major disciples of Confucianism today, but he is a rare talent, and now that South Korea has died, it is impossible for Zhang Liang to go to Qin as an official, so his choice is only to stay in the land of Qi, and it is not a problem to be in a high position with the Confucian way.

At this moment, Hou Sheng seems to have a clear idea in his mind, he treats others with himself, it seems that no matter who has this infinite pursuit of high-ranking officials Houlu, but he doesn't know that Zhang Zifang has great ambitions, and he is different from the prime minister.

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Outside the gate, Chen Yi had already entered the Little Sage Village first, the simple carriage and simple clothes did not seem to attract anyone's attention, but when he passed by Yan Lu, the descendant of Meng Wei smiled faintly at this confidant, that's all.

Everyone outside the door took it for granted at this moment that this Confucian master, with a smile on his face, was to greet the giants of the Yin and Yang family and the Mo family, and most of them held their breath and fixed their eyes on the two carriages to see who the top leaders of the two giants of the world were.

The curtain of the car slowly opened, and after the pitch black, the Mo family commander slowly appeared, with a crown like jade, a tall figure, a high crown and a hairpin, a purple jade hairpin, a pitch-black brocade robe, and phoenix-winged Lingyun boots under his feet, looking heroic and cold.

The slender arm was lightly guided, and a plain-clothed beauty came out, with long cloud-like hair flying in the wind, curved willow eyebrows, a pair of beautiful eyes slender and bright, delicate Yao nose, fragrant cheeks slightly dizzy, exhaling like orchid cherry lips, flower-like face crystal like jade, delicate skin complexion, exquisite posture, looking very glamorous.

It was Yan Hong and Xie Zhiyun.

The two of them are black and white, one is handsome and one is beautiful, one is cold and the other is delicate, it can be described as made in heaven, complementing each other, envying countless others, there has been a subtle sigh in the crowd, the Mo family is really talented, so young man can be in a high position in a huge sect is naturally not simple, looking at the peerless beauty on the side can really be described as weak and delicate, and the city is gorgeous.

Yan Hong is the prince of Yan, but the people don't recognize it, because the level is completely different, Xie Zhiyun is the peerless enchantress in the world, but now that she has washed all the lead, she naturally has a dusty atmosphere, and if she is judged to be two people before, she naturally can't recognize it.

Looking at each other, Yan Lu and Yan Hong met in the air, and with a glance, it seemed that they had returned to the days when they were studying together and frolicking together, holding Xie Zhiyun, taking a step forward, and wanted to step forward, but as soon as their eyes turned, the next step had been fixed, and when they looked back, the red figure that had once appeared in front of them again.

I didn't expect that this time the Yin and Yang family would come to her--Da Si Ming, Yun Xiyao.

A dark red floor-to-ceiling dress is still the same, a lock of beautiful hair fluttering down like a waterfall, the appropriate shade of willow eyebrows, and a pair of bright eyes are intimidating, but originally, the two-petal cherry lips like dripping cherries, the white melon seed face looks a little pale at the moment, the snow skin that was originally like jade fat is as tender as soft honey, but now it has no luster, the figure is graceful and slender, and there is a mature charm, but at this moment, Yan Hong can clearly feel that the childishness has receded, and what is hidden under the enchanting maturity is the exhaustion from the heart.

The four eyes are facing each other, although it is only a quiet moment, but it seems to have spanned thousands of years, and between the entanglement of their eyes, they have seen too many things for each other, and at this moment, the freedom and indulgence of the year have disappeared.

Under the cliff, it is a world of only two people, it is a paradise where you can forget all interests and hatred, quietly snuggling together just to get through the difficulties together, just to be able to live, time may sometimes be so wonderful, silently passing, two originally opposite people have an intersection that should not be.

Since then, this man has had more worries in his heart, and there is such a longing in the dark, which can never be let go.

Since then, this woman's heart has more fetters, and she has been deeply trapped in it unconsciously, and she can't and doesn't want to extricate herself, even if she is lovesick, but the taste is colder than before, and the bloodthirstiness is very different, love! It can be so memorable, so intoxicating.

――cough――

A cough came from Yan Lu not far away, although he had never experienced it, but there were already married disciples of Confucianism, such as Fu Nian was one of them, Yan Lu Er, who was in the position of a bystander, of course found a trace of unusual taste at this moment, without any communication, almost at the same time, Xie Zhiyun's jade hand had been placed on Yan Hong's waist and twisted it fiercely, that was really hard to eat, the vinegar jar was already broken at this moment, and it would be indispensable to torture later.

――Hiss――

In an instant, Yan Hong gasped, there was no way, it hurt!

"Yan Lang, Yan Er is still waiting, we can't lose our manners."

A faint sentence, but it seemed extremely soft, and he subconsciously turned his head, but Yan Hong had clearly seen the anger in Xie Zhiyun's eyes.

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PS: Continue to update at night, now let me rest, it's unbearable, it's hot.