The man who can't see the expression and.

The monk who followed.

Walked straight to Zhu Luan......

Seat next to you.

Everyone watched in amazement as the two men walked all the way, until they were halfway there, and everyone realized the end of their route.

Which one is this?

The audience was silent, and it wasn't until the pair of senior brothers were about to walk to the table in Shanzhou that the ceremonial officials under the high stage were the first to react.

"Shanzhou Xie Yuan, Shanzhou Yayuan, you have to salute the queen mother before you can take a seat!"

The audience was in an uproar.

"This is the Xie Yuan of Shanzhou?"

"Wearing a mask to meet the royal family?"

"That's the Asian dollar behind it? How is it a monk? ”

"What the hell is going on?"

Empress Sima's face on the high platform was not very good-looking, but the next moment, a person in an inconspicuous dress suddenly appeared beside her and whispered a few words to her.

In the next moment, the man walked away in a flash, as if he had disappeared out of thin air, and his sense of presence was extremely thin.

It's clearly there, but it's hard for anyone to notice.

Under the high stage, Zhu Luan squinted his eyes slightly.

Is that the secret guard beside the queen?

Most of the people in the hall didn't notice that this person was coming, and they talked to themselves.

After listening to the whispers, Empress Sima's face softened a little and looked at the two people standing at the table in Shanzhou.

"You are Xie Yuan and Ya Yuan of Shanzhou?"

Song Huaizhu nodded, and Monk Xuezhai folded his hands.

"Since it's late, sit down quickly." Empress Sima said lightly.

The hall was silent again, and everyone looked at the queen on the high platform in amazement.

"Thank you, Queen Mother." Monk Xuezhai's voice echoed in the main hall, and Song Huaizhu opened his mouth, and the right should have spoken.

Most of his face was blocked, and it was difficult for him to pursue it if he didn't speak.

The ceremonial officer looked at the queen's not very good face, and announced the beginning of the Tiance meeting in due time.

No matter how full of doubts and dissatisfaction the lifters were, they also received their hearts at this time, adjusted their sitting postures, and prepared for the next link.

Thinking of the performance after that, few people are in the mood to care about others.

After all, if something went wrong with the performance after that, it was they who lost face.

The students of the literary examination recited silently, and the arms of the students of the martial arts examination began to wave unconsciously.

In the entire hall, in addition to the ceremonial officers and guards, there were only three people left.

"Sister Qing, what's wrong with you?"

Princess An Ning glanced at Su Qing, who was standing beside her, staring at Su Qing in the audience, and asked suspiciously.

But Su Qing, who was usually very attentive to herself, looked at the audience without looking back as if she hadn't heard it.

Princess An Ning had been treated like this, frowned and was about to speak, when an old voice suddenly came from behind the two.

"Qing'er."

It was not loud, but it seemed to contain an invisible power.

Su Qing was shocked and turned around.

"Father."

Xiliang Sword Saint just looked at her calmly, his voice flat.

"Sit down."

Su Qing's face was a little red, and her chest rose and fell, as if she wanted to say something.

But under the gaze of the Sword Master, she took a deep breath and sat down unwillingly.

But her eyes still didn't leave the two people still standing under the high platform.

More precisely, unable to leave the woman with whom the man was bowing his head.

From the time Song Huaizhu entered the main hall, Su Qing's eyes couldn't leave him, she had been like this since she was a child.

Even if he didn't look at her, he had been like that since childhood.

On such occasions, she knew that she needed to smile according to who she was, and the moment she saw him, she also wanted to show the perfect smile.

But in the next second, her smile froze on her face.

She was able to tolerate him not looking at her, and even specially picked Xiliang Sword Pavilion to enter the hall before appearing.

Because Su Qing knew that it was because he had her in his heart.

If he really didn't care about her, why should he hide from himself?

It's just that that person, who has been with the monk for a long time, can't see his heart clearly.

Outstanding cultivators seem to have such a problem, they understand the way of heaven, but they don't understand people's hearts and feelings, Su Qing can understand.

This is actually quite good, and it used to make Su Qing very relieved.

Because he doesn't care about any woman but himself.

Except for the shadow that didn't exist.

But since it doesn't exist, there's nothing to care about, he is his present.

But Su Qing couldn't tolerate any abnormality.

She can accept that he does not look at her, but she can never accept him looking at others.

She couldn't hear what the two men were saying, but she thought it must be the shameless woman who was making a clever move.

Su Qing took a deep breath, although she really wanted to go down and expose that woman's lies now, but at this time she was the daughter of the Sword Saint, the focus of attention of all the people, and a model for female cultivators, so she couldn't lose her temper.

Su Qing looked at the two people talking in the audience, trying her best to make her look cold.

Let this woman be proud for a moment.

But she won't let this talentless and virtuous woman stumble for too long.

Absolute.

……

……

It's a pity that in the realm of junior sisters, I can't hear the conversation between Zhu Luan and Song Huaizhu at this time.

Monk Xuezhai stood beside Song Huaizhu and looked up with some sympathy at Su Qing, whose face seemed cold but was actually distorted.

I don't know what kind of mood it will be like if I hear it.

When the queen ordered them to sit down, Xue Zhai breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the table full of other students with anger in their eyes, and sighed in his heart.

Monk Xuezhai had been following Song Huaizhu, and he was still a little surprised when he found his senior brother walking towards the woman.

However, the next moment, he found that the round table of the people raised by the Zhou.

Only the woman had an empty seat next to her.

Speaking of which, Lanzhou and Huizhou are neighboring states, and it is normal for the seats to be next to each other.

But the other Shanzhou lifters seemed to be hiding from the plague, and they couldn't wait to stay away from this woman.

In the end, the rest was not only the position next to the woman.

Monk Xuezhai's gaze slid down from Song Huaizhu's shoulder, fell on Song Huaizhu's slightly moving fingers under his sleeve, and sighed in his heart.

A little schadenfreude at the same time.

In order not to meet Song Huaizhu in Xiliang Sword Pavilion, he insisted on choosing to be late, and even suffered an embarrassment with him.

Now it's all right.

Because the round table is adjacent, the remaining two positions are quite close to Zhu Luan.

Monk Xuezhai looked at Song Huaizhu who was standing stiffly on the edge of his seat, and made up his mind not to speak.

Song Huaizhu paused, walked to the edge of the chair and prepared to sit down.

The next moment, Zhu Luan raised his head and looked at him.

"You're going to sit here?"

Song Huaizhu's movements paused, and his misty eyes stared into Zhu Luan's eyes.

"There's no place left."

"Go for it."

That's the main thing these two people are talking about.

For some reason, although the girl's face was expressionless, Monk Xuezhai felt that he could guess what she was thinking.

Because she looks ...... It looked exactly the same as Song Huaizhu, who didn't want to bump into the Sword Pavilion at that time and asked to be late.

Zhu Luan's meaning is very clear. She didn't participate in the Tiance Club to sit here to greet the attention of the women on the high platform.

But I didn't expect her to express it so simply.

Although the monk Xuezhai felt sorry for his senior brother.

But at this moment.

He wanted to laugh so badly.

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