Chapter 45

The crane roared, and when the chirping stopped, there were already two more people on the main peak of Qingyun Stream, it was Meng Xi and Luo Ziyi.

The disciple guarding the door stepped forward to salute Luo Ziyi and said, "Senior Brother Luo." I looked at Meng Xi again, and saw that the pattern on her clothes was Qinglian, and I didn't know what to call it for a while.

Luo Ziyi waved his hand and said: "This is the new junior sister, I am under the order of the great elder this time to lead the junior sister to the Qingyun Palace." ”

Hearing this, the disciple who guarded the door stepped aside, made a gesture of please, and said, "Senior brother, please." ”

Luo Ziyi nodded and walked Meng Xi over, quite a little adult.

When the two arrived in front of the Qingyun Palace, they happened to meet Qing Xuanzi who was walking slowly.

Qing Xuanzi said: "It's just right, you two will go in with me." ”

The two of them said yes in unison, and followed him.

As soon as you enter the hall, you will see that the ground paved with fine white jade shines with a warm light; Look at both sides, the palace wall is also built by jade, carved crane cloud relief; Looking up, I can't see the top of it, only a layer of fairy mist is misty, which is intoxicating.

The upper seat in the hall is a Taoist in Tsing Yi with a kind face.

After the three of them made up their minds, Qing Xuanzi said: "Master, this is the person who holds the Fire Crane Order." ”

When Meng Xi heard this, he saluted and said, "The disciple has seen the master. ”

Her voice is neither humble nor arrogant, her demeanor is calm, and she can't fault the slightest mistake in terms of etiquette.

The head of the house is Qingxuzi and said: "It's a good seedling." ”

Meng Xi smiled and said, "Thank you for your compliment." ”

Qingxuzi nodded and said, "Let's take a seat." ”

The three of them saluted again, and Qing Xuanzi sat down on the case on the left side of Qing Xuzi, and Meng Xi and the two stood behind him.

Meng Xi looked at the vacant position on the left side of Xuzi, and thought: It seems that the distinguished guest has not arrived yet, I don't know who the guest is, and I have to meet him.

After about a cup of tea, the seats in the hall were already full of people one after another, and Meng Xi saw Lu Yanzhi at a glance, he was wearing a black piping robe, his hair was neatly tied, and his face was cold. She thought to herself: Yanzhi still looks better in red, because he is dressed in white, and when he is not smiling, he is like an iceberg, which is difficult to approach.

Meng Xi stared at Lu Yanzhi stupidly, but he looked up in her direction, the two of them collided, Meng Xi hurriedly looked away, his heart was pounding, he was a nymphomaniac and was caught, it was really embarrassing!

At this time, a woman in a black piping robe came into Meng Xi's eyes - half of her long black hair was combed into a bun on both sides of the top of her head, decorated with light blue beaded flowers, and tassels of the same color, and the other half of her hair hung down naturally. A few traces of flowing sea on her forehead lined her melon seed face more compactly, a pair of big eyes with delicate beauty, a small nose bridge, and heart-shaped red lips, combined into a very cute girl.

Meng Xi thought to himself, this should be the senior sister Chaoge that the senior brother said.

She thought that Chaoge was a dignified and gentle mature woman, but unexpectedly she looked like a soft and harmless little white rabbit.

Noticing her gaze, Chao Ge smiled softly, so sweet that it made people's hearts tremble.

Meng Xi just wanted to smile, but saw that the eyes of everyone in the hall moved to the entrance of the main hall.

At some point, a man in black stood at the door, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but he saw a three- or four-year-old child in his arms.

The man walked closer, showing the spirit of a king in his every move, and behind him, there was a faint sound of a crisp bell.

Meng Xi raised his head sharply and stared at the doorway, clasping his hands together, as if expecting something.