Yun Ximian poured water frantically, feeling that Chu Ziqing's gaze was still on him, and his heart couldn't help but be a little unnatural.

The two of them seem to be still arguing, right? Although she didn't know what she was arguing about......

"Drink less." Chu Ziqing frowned slightly, snatched the teacup in her hand and put it on the table on the other side, and then sat next to her.

Yun Ximian glanced at him in surprise, but his face was ordinary, and the wisps of hair in his ears were blown up by the breeze, looking at it so closely, his appearance seemed to be a little more handsome, and Yun Ximian couldn't find a suitable adjective to compare for a while.

Seeing Yun Ximian looking at himself in a daze, Chu Ziqing sighed silently, why did he have to be angry with his uncle.

"Dah."

A sword was placed on the table, Yun Ximian trembled, the look in his eyes returned, just looked at the exquisite sword, and then looked at Chu Ziqing who put the sword up, and muttered in his heart: Chu Ziqing shouldn't want to kill her, right? So blatant?

"This sword is called Light Worry, it is a sword created for me by the master, and I originally wanted to show it to my uncle at the first time, but my uncle has been in retreat for so long." When Chu Ziqing said in the end, his tone couldn't help but bring a little grievance.

"Ahem, it's pretty." Yun Ximian dodged his gaze, pretending not to hear his coquettish tone.

Forget it when you were a child, it's too much to be coquettish when you're so big! (shy covering his face)

Chu Ziqing pursed his lips and smiled, and said modestly: "I am not as good as Uncle Shi's Ruoshui Sword." ”

Light Worry Sword: "......"

It didn't take long for Chu Ziqing to say goodbye and go back, Yun Ximian just rushed back with the breath in her throat, I don't know if it was her delusion, why did she feel that Chu Ziqing had a sense of oppression?

"Maybe there's another adventure." Yun Ximian rubbed his temples and muttered, thinking that in the past three years, I am afraid that the protagonist has gained a lot of benefits.

"Master, Bai Xue is fighting with Hotaru again." A black mist gathered in the air, and a man in black appeared in the room.

The man who appeared, handsome, his eyes did not have a little emotional fluctuations, empty and silent, a simple robe of dark color, the sleeves were woven into a pattern with red dark threads, and the waist was tied up with a silver belt, simple but generous.

"Why are the two of them fighting again?" Yun Ximian had a headache, but she just hoped that the two guys wouldn't run into her ruins again and break the bottle containing the pill.

"......" Changfeng paused, Yun Ximian didn't see him speak, and glanced at him strangely, Changfeng usually doesn't talk muddy and watery, why did he hesitate this time?

"What, could it be that the two of them are bullying you?" Yun Ximian remembered the danger of those two little guys causing trouble, and felt that it was not impossible. Yun Ximian's right eyelid jumped, and he quickly picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Changfeng shook his head and said: "They are discussing the master and Chu Ziqing, who is up and who is down, ......" As a result, the two disagreed, so they fought.

"Poof!"

Yun Ximian squirted out a sip of tea, coughing non-stop, and he didn't know whether he was shy or angry, his face was flushed.

Changfeng couldn't dodge it, and the corners of his clothes were stained with water, but he was a soul body, so he didn't care about these in the first place.

"These two guys...... Ahem! Yun Xi's brain was smoking, and he directly summoned them in the contract space, and the two were fighting inseparably, and they didn't even know that they came out of the contract space.

Xiao Hotaru was also contracted by her.,The contract space of the same owner can visit each other.,In order to facilitate their mutual communication and enhance their feelings.,Who knows that these two goods are good.,Every day you know how to fight!

"Ahhh Don't pull my hair! A white-haired little Lori in a white dress was pressed underneath and struggled.

The other is a little Lori wearing a green dress and black hair tied into two small balls, pressing on the white-haired Lori's body, holding her hands with her left hand, pulling her hair with her right hand, and retorting indignantly: "You are talking nonsense, the master can't be below, no matter how it is, it's also above!" ”

"Bastard, let me go, my hair is going to be messed up!" The white-haired Lori struggled to her feet.

Tsing Yi Lori pouted: "Don't, unless you say that the master is above." ”

Before the white-haired Lori could say anything, she caught a glimpse of Yun Ximian who was smiling and trembling behind Lori in Tsing Yi, and suddenly froze.

Tsing Yi Lori pulled her hair strangely: "Hey, what's wrong with you, talking?" ”

"You...... ...... behind you"

"What's wrong with me?" Tsing Yi Lori turned her head in confusion, and met Yun Ximian's smiling eyes.

“……”

Bai Xue and Xiao Hotaru had a bowl of water on their heads, snorting and kneeling beside the bed, so pitiful.

Yun Ximian breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand and said to Changfeng while arranging his collar: "You look at them, don't let the two of them be lazy." "If she hadn't been in a hurry to go to the meeting, things wouldn't have been over so easily.

"Yes, master." Changfeng agreed to come down.

Because of the spirit of fraternity, Wufu Gate will hold a symposium every ten years, the purpose is to let more people cultivate Buddhism, phew, is an epiphany.

At the symposium, the master of the Wufu Sect will speak in person and impart experience, which feels like a class with a teacher, and what you hear is what you have learned.

You must know that the experience of cultivating immortals is not as good as taking classes, and everything is not exchanged, and the practice of a good person like Wuyumen can be said to have earned a lot of goodwill.

However, some people feel that it is a loss.

Yun Ximian Imperial Sword came to the Ukiyo Palace, the Ukiyo Hall is the venue of the symposium, to put it bluntly, it is a big open space, in the center of the Ukiyo Hall is the Ukiyo-e, the Ukiyo-e is a round high platform made of marble, there are exquisitely carved beast statues connected to the railing, there is a sedan chair in the center of the platform, the whole body of the sedan chair is created with good rosewood, the outer layer is shrouded in purple light gauze layers, you can vaguely see a figure inside, a gust of wind passes, blowing up the light veil, the hollow design of the window is revealed, it is really exquisite, At first glance, it is finely crafted, but it is a pity that everyone did not see the appearance of the person in the sedan chair, and they couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

The open space under the ukiyo-e is full of futons, which are neatly arranged from the sky, which is simply the gospel of obsessive-compulsive disorder!

Yun Ximian smashed her mouth, and had to sigh that this Wufu Sect is not a normal person, of course, this sentence is not that she is scolding, but that Wu Delusion is really not a normal person who can stay.

"Zheng!"

Yun Ximian found the familiar figure in the crowd, and he was overjoyed, and immediately went down with his sword, and when he was still two meters away from the ground, he put away the sword, and the whole person fell gently.

"Ruohong, you're here." Mo Xian heard the movement, and when he saw that it was Yun Ximian, he couldn't help but feel better.

Yun Ximian smiled in return, sat down next to Mo Xian, and was about to say something when he saw the head emerging from Mo Xian's side and paused.

Mo Xian looked back at Yun Ximian's gaze, met Mu Yu's gaze, and said embarrassedly: "I forgot to introduce, this is our Huashan faction's Mingye real person, Mu Yu." ”

Yun Ximian coughed lightly: "I've seen Mingye real people." ”

Mu Yu glanced at Yun Ximian, and then turned his head lightly.

Mo Xian quietly leaned over to her and said, "Ruohong, don't mind, Ming Ye has always been like this, it's not that he doesn't like you." After all, Ming Ye's real person's face is even more indifferent than himself, and it will leave the impression that it is difficult to get along with every time.

Yun Ximian laughed when he heard this, and gave Mo Xian a reassuring look: "I know, others are very good." "I also sent flowers to her last time.

Mo Xian didn't know that the two had met before, and seeing that Yun Ximian didn't care, he didn't say anything more.

Today's weather is just right, there is no big sun, and it is not raining, it is not cloudy, but I have been kneeling and my legs are a little numb...... Yun Ximian twitched his mouth, looked around and saw that no one found him, so he secretly touched Mo Xian's shoulder, supported it with a force, stood up a little and sat down immediately, and changed to a comfortable position.

"What's wrong?" Mo Xian asked puzzled.

"My legs are numb...... Yun Ximian was a little helpless, and I didn't know how this group of people managed to kneel for so long!

Mo Xian was speechless, looked at Yun Ximian's unobtrusive sitting posture, and sighed softly: "I'll help you massage it." ”

"Yun Xian, you are my savior!" Yun Ximian waited for his words for a long time, hugged him excitedly, and immediately put his leg on Mo Xian's side and paralyzed, fortunately, there was a robe to block it, and others couldn't see it.

Mo Xian's hand pressed the muscles on his legs with a lot of force through his clothes, which was so comfortable that Yun Ximian couldn't help but want to sleep, and finally knew why there was such a place as a massage parlor.

After pressing for a while, Yun Ximian felt that his legs were back again, and pretended to be grateful and said to Mo Xian: "Yun Xian's life-saving grace cannot be repaid in the future, so he can only ......"

"Only?"

"I have to stop reporting~"

Mo Xian looked at her laughing, and didn't know what to say, so while shaking her head, she stretched out her finger and flicked it on her forehead, Yun Ximian immediately said "oops" and sat down with her head in her arms.

"Again?"

"Don't make trouble, don't make trouble......"

Where did Yun Ximian dare to talk back to Mo Xian, an old cadre, so he could only shut up.

It's almost time to talk. Yun Ximian listened to the sound of "whooshing" from time to time in the sky, and was inexplicably embarrassed, this group of people really pinched the time to come over?

As soon as the time came, the master of the Wufu Sect began to talk, although he didn't say that he would not be allowed to enter if he was late, but it was none of anyone's business if he missed the lecture.

"Welcome to the Wufu Gate, I am Shen Enze, the master of the Wufu Gate, and I will preside over this symposium." A clean and gentle male voice came from the stage, Yun Ximian looked at it, but he couldn't see what the person in the sedan chair looked like, but just listening to the voice, he should be a very gentle person.

"Yes, yes, he is gentle."

With a sentence echoed in her ear, Yun Ximian was just about to nod, when she suddenly realized that something was wrong, who was talking in her ear?

As soon as he turned his head suddenly, Yun Ximian was frightened by a big face approaching, and instantly leaned back: "Why are you here?" ”

Lan Lezhi's hippie smile came down: "Why can't I be here?"