"Do you hear that?" She asked.

This time, the young Taoist priest could no longer dodge.

After a moment, he nodded slightly.

"Hmm." The girl took a step back and smiled, "Don't worry, I can handle it." ”

is still so calm and confident, and the victory is in hand.

She gestured to the man standing in the darkness to close her lips.

The man hid all the unspoken words in his eyes and retreated back into the darkness.

The moss-covered black walls regained their previous silence.

This dinner is a banquet for the Rong family.

Old Prince Rong rarely attended the banquet in person, and along with him, there were several Taishan Beidou-level figures in the Yin and Yang Realm today.

The appearance of these ancestors suddenly raised the level of this dinner party a lot.

It seems that the Rong family is still very satisfied with the successful recovery of the Black Dragon Spirit this time.

[Anyone who has the heart to assist the Rong family, no matter what the process is, will be the guest of honor of the Rong family from now on] This sentence does not seem to be empty words.

The host is generous and kind, the guests are knowledgeable and courteous, and the atmosphere at the banquet is very harmonious.

Not long after the banquet began, I saw Rong Yan coming in from outside in a hurry, leaning over and whispering something in Old Lady Rong's ear.

Old Lady Rong's expression remained unchanged, "It's okay, it's a heavy place there, and someone is guarding it." ”

"Xiaosheng's girl is sick, Jing Tingjun is guarding her, I'm afraid that she will be weak." Rong Yan said.

Old Lady Rong glanced at him, and there was rebuke in his eyes, "Do you still bother him with some trivial things?" ”

Rong Yan held his breath and didn't dare to speak again.

"Brother Nianzhen, what's wrong?" An old man with crane hair and a childish face beside Old Lady Rong asked at the exit.

Rong Nianzhen smiled faintly, "There's a little bug in the house, don't worry about it, let's drink." ”

The old man who spoke before laughed, "Rong Jiashu is a big move, and it is not necessary for someone to be bold." Master Rong is young and promising, quite like you back then. Sprinkle and sweep the courtyard, leave it to the juniors. ”

Rong Yan said respectfully: "That grandson will go over in person." ”

Rong Nianzhen bowed, took a sip of sake, chatted with the people around him, and didn't look at him again.

"Ah Yan, what's wrong?" Mu Zhixia asked.

She wore a red witch costume with wide sleeves today, and her long black hair was adorned with nothing but a red rope to tie her hair.

The dress is simple, but it reflects her own beauty more and more.

The skin is like snow, the eyes are like stars, the light is overflowing, and the beauty is incomprehensible.

Rong Yan grabbed her hand and walked out.

They are talented men and women, and they are a pair of dazzling fairy couples.

Along the way, the guests looked at them kindly, and stepped forward to greet Young Master Rong and the future Young Master's wife.

Rong Yan had a smile on his face, and politely replied to the greetings one by one.

Walking through the venue, until he reached the door, and made sure that there was no one around, the reserved and detached smile that Rong Yan had hung all the way on his face instantly collapsed.

He frowned, "Someone trespassed on the Autumn Water Pavilion. ”

Mu Zhixia's eyes flashed, "Isn't it ...... in the Autumn Water Pavilion?"

Rong Yan nodded, "Exactly." Pei Ji's soul is in Qiushui Pavilion, and the person was sent by the Pei family. ”

Mu Zhixia smiled: "Sure enough. However, grandfather and second uncle should have already made arrangements, right? No matter who comes, this is the Rong family. We just have to catch the turtle in the urn. ”

Rong Yan rubbed his eyebrows, "Having said that, I always have some uneasy premonitions in my heart. ”