The knock on the door woke Zhang Mengmeng from her own thoughts, and she secretly touched her face twice and quietly wiped the tears from her face. She stood up not very delicately, took a big step that a lady would never have taken, and in a flash, her figure flickered, and she suddenly rushed to the heavy mahogany door, and opened the door very boldly, even a little violently.

All her movements are like a battle-hardened heroine, not a lady in fine clothes.

"Who are you?" Zhang Mengmeng asked softly, leaning against the door frame with a big grin, looking at the strange woman outside the door. Although she had been in the Holy Water Sect for many days, no one was willing to approach her except for Senior Aunt Mingquan, who had been very close to her many years ago. The disciples of the Holy Water Sect are all from famous families, and most of them disdain to deal with civilians for fear of losing their identity. Zhang Mengmeng, who was born in the Mowei Pavilion, even if he is one of the "three talents" of the Mowei Pavilion who is feared by everyone in the rivers and lakes, in the eyes of these celebrities, he is just reckless in the eyes of these celebrities. Therefore, Zhang Mengmeng has been lonely since she came to the Holy Water Sect, occasionally laughing and playing with Aunt Mingquan, usually putting an end to the living, and it is impossible for her to have any intersection with Aunt Feiquan, who has been cold and cold-she doesn't even know what Aunt Feiquan's name is.

"Poor Ni Feiquan, in the Holy Water School to lead the practice, today I see the donor's appearance is unearthly, I don't think it is an ordinary man, I think I must have a strange fate with the poor nun, the poor nun took the liberty to visit, just want to invite the donor to sit at the poor nun for a while, taste the tea and talk about it, I don't know if you can appreciate the light?" Her smile is not amazing, but it is extremely charming, not as amazing as melting snow and ice, only like a stream flowing quietly in a hollow valley, quiet beauty. Her smile is not moving, but it makes people feel refreshed for a while, as if it is a spring in the desert, a rain in a long drought, not healing, but calm.

"Since Aunt Feiquan has come to invite her, it would be hypocritical for the little woman to shirk it again!" Zhang Mengmeng seemed to be moved by Aunt Feiquan's smile, and didn't seem to think that anyone in the Holy Water Sect would have any bad thoughts about herself, so she didn't shirk it, so she smoothed the wrinkles on her clothes a little, went out of the door, locked the door, and went side by side with Aunt Feiquan.

At the same time, Silver Dust was using teleportation more and more frequently, speeding towards this direction.

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In the luxurious and slightly gloomy corridor, Zhang Mengmeng and Aunt Feiquan were walking side by side, and suddenly saw a petite woman walking towards them. The woman was wearing a bright white palace dress with red flowers, wearing a green blonde hairpin, her posture was swaying, her gait was light, and the ring on her body moved lightly with her lotus steps, making a dingdong sound, which was as beautiful as the music played by the guqin. Her appearance is also very delicate and refined, but she does not give people the impression of a particularly strong chain like Aunt Feiquan. Her eyebrows and eyes alone can only be regarded as decent, without any obvious features, but when her facial features are combined, her whole face, and even the whole person, give people a gorgeous and warm impression like a blooming peach blossom. Her beauty is not as arrogant and indifferent as Aunt Feiquan, like an unattainable holy mountain, her beauty is a warm and pleasant, as amiable as the spring flowers.

"Senior Sister Mingquan?" Zhang Mengmeng saw the woman walking towards her, so she greeted her first, this twenty-two-year-old girl who was as warm and pleasant as a peach blossom was the second seat of the young disciple of the Holy Water Sect, Senior Aunt Mingquan.

Aunt Mingquan is said to be from a wealthy family, but few people know which wealthy family it is, because of her background, Aunt Mingquan has always pressed the royal Aunt Feiquan, and Feiquan has never expressed any objections, and even tried everything to please Mingquan, so Mingquan's identity is absolutely extraordinary, and he can become the natural leader of the secret realm exploration team of the Holy Water Sect this time. At the age of twenty-two, she was able to manage the Holy Water Sect composed of a group of celebrities in a very short period of time, with a strict organization, a clear division of labor, and a degree of advance and retreat, which shows that her own ability is also commendable. She is gentle and submissive, sociable, and old acquaintances with Zhang Mengmeng. At this time, seeing Zhang Mengmeng and Aunt Feiquan walking side by side, a complex and incomprehensible color flashed in her peach-blossom-like eyes, but she didn't show it, she just pretended to meet them normally, and immediately bowed down and blessed Zhang Mengmeng: "Mingquan has seen Senior Sister, is Senior Sister okay lately?"

Zhang Mengmeng and Feiquan stopped together, Feiquan stepped back slightly, and staggered a shoulder's distance from Zhang Mengmeng. Feiquan knew that her identity was not as good as Mingquan, so when Senior Sister Mingquan was talking to the guests, she was not qualified to stand side by side with the guests, which was the most common of the strict etiquette rules in the Southern Empire. Zhang Mengmeng didn't care about Feiquan's aunt's small movements, but just said to the obvious aunt very directly:

"It's been okay recently, everything here is at ease, and you don't have to worry about it. It's just that my sister seems to be busy lately, and she hasn't seen anyone all day, so she misses it a little. I saw it today, but I saw that my junior sister had lost so much, I was so distressed!" She said that regardless of her identity as a civilian, she gently stretched out her hand and stroked Mingquan's pink and soft little face a few times, the action was as intimate as a biological sister, and two cold angers suddenly appeared in Feiquan's eyes on the side, and she wanted to scold Zhang Mengmeng for not being big or small, regardless of the strict status level, she started to touch people [eldest princess] 's face, but after thinking about it, Zhang Mengmeng was born in the Demon Pavilion, and it is the closest to those who claim to be righteous but are actually lawless thieves in the Demon Path, and the Demon Pavilion has always only looked at strength, regardless of background, but I am afraid that Zhang Mengmeng will stay there for a long time, and it is inevitable that the word "etiquette" will be left behind, although this kind of behavior is frivolous and rude, but it is also an unintentional mistake. Thinking so, Feiquan could only grit his teeth secretly and stood aside without saying a word.

"Let my sister worry about it. Mingquan didn't care, she and Zhang Mengmeng were used to fighting, where could she still think of the far difference between herself and Zhang Mengmeng? Feeling Zhang Mengmeng's concern from the heart, Mingquan, who had lived in the rigid and gloomy rules since childhood, couldn't help but be moved, and his tone of voice became more gentle and polite:

"The little sister is just taking care of the trivial affairs of the sect recently, it's not a matter of hard work, but it's a little neglected by the senior sister! No, Fang Tianhang of the Divine Sword Gate just handed over the post, the little sister still wants to go and see it, senior sister forgive me, the little sister can only ask Senior Sister Feiquan to accompany Senior Sister first!"

"Fang Tianhang, what are you doing here? Do you want me to go and see with my junior sister, although I don't have a deep cultivation, but I know that guy very well, with me, I'm afraid he won't be able to play any tricks, right?" Zhang Mengmeng couldn't help but worry a little when she heard Aunt Mingquan's explanation. Aunt Mingquan has a gentle temperament, but she is afraid that she is not a competitive person, and that Fang Tianhang is notoriously stingy and greedy, and she is unforgiving, Zhang Mengmeng is really a little worried that Aunt Mingquan will be forced by Fang Tianhang step by step and make her embarrassed, which is not good.

"That's not necessary, senior sister, speaking of which, that little sister of Tianhang can also guess a thing or two, doesn't she just want to collude with us to act in a show, and take the opportunity to get rid of Wan Jianxin and take the power alone?

"That's right. Zhang Mengmeng lowered her head and thought for a while, and then smiled. Her smile was really like a poppy blooming at this time, filled with a sense of evil beauty: "This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, entering the secret realm, life and death are conceited, those old immortals of the Divine Sword Sect can't look for our accounts indiscriminately, and we have no worries about Wan Jianxin...... It's just that Wan Jianxin's own strength is a big problem, and he has nine layers in his body, it's mysterious to think about, even if Fang Tianhang is added, he can definitely only use tricks...... It's better for the junior sister to go and explore Fang Tianhang's tone first! Let's see how sure that guy is, if he has any preliminary plans, and when we get together in the evening, we can discuss and sort out a clue. ”

Zhang Mengmeng said, Mingquan and Feiquan couldn't help nodding together.

"Senior sister is very right, then the little sister retired first?" said Aunt Mingquan, bowing to Zhang Mengmeng again, and then passing between her and Aunt Feiquan, Shi Shiran went to the other end of the corridor.

Zhang Mengmeng did not doubt that there was him, and Aunt Feiquan didn't ask about mundane things most of the time, and both of them ignored the strange smile that suddenly appeared on the corner of Aunt Mingquan's mouth when she saluted at the end. (To be continued.) )