In the face of Xie Shiyin's cold attitude, the Fighting Saint Son seemed to have been prepared, and even the smile on his face did not change in the slightest. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the distance of the banquet, the young men of the six Dao in gorgeous clothes gathered together, looking at the Fighting Saint Son with anticipation.

"Sure enough, it seems that the Fighting Holy Son is out of action again this time."

"It's a bit confusing. The Holy Son of Fighting is the Holy Son of the Sect, why did he focus on the Holy Maiden of Cihang, who expounded the teachings. You say, this can't be the intention of the upper echelons of the sect? ”

"It doesn't matter who he means, it has nothing to do with our brothers anyway. Six of us, just move a small bench and watch the Fighting Saint Son be rejected. ”

"Haha, what the third brother said makes sense. It doesn't matter who he means, let's just watch the show. Speaking of which, don't forget to take note of the seventh rejection of the Fighting Saint Son, and when the painting is released in the future, it should be able to sell for a good price. ”

"Fourth brother, don't worry, you won't miss it."

"Phew, you won't miss a fart. Last time, the fourth brother took you to peek at the bathing of the Holy Maiden of the Hundred Flowers Valley, in order to give you a chance to peep, do you know how big the sacrifice was. As a result, you're a girl. ”

Before he could finish speaking, there was a light cough around him.

When he came back to his senses, he saw the good brothers who were far away from him around him, and the disdain that came from all directions, and his face suddenly turned pale.

It's a day, these bastards who can't be saved, I remember you.

He looked at the eyes of those good brothers, and his heart was itching with anger, but he was helpless.

"This is the Six Beasts of Middle-earth, and it is really obscene and shameless, and it is disgusting. With their kind of existence, they really don't deserve to carry shoes for the Fighting Saint Son. ”

"Yes, I actually peeked at the holy woman of Baihua Valley bathing, no wonder the residence of Baihua Valley was in a mess a few days ago."

"I said why didn't the Holy Maiden of Hundred Flowers Valley participate in this banquet, I think I'm afraid that I ran into some disgusting guys, and I can't control my emotions."

"Yes. The six of them are even more disgusting than the legend. I really don't know what the organizers think, but they actually invited these six beasts. ”

"Giggles, inviting these six beasts, of course, is to set off the heroism of the Fighting Holy Son!"

The six of them listened to the whispers of the beauties around them, their faces were as ugly as pig livers, and their eyes were full of unkindness when they looked at the Fighting Holy Son.

The thing they hate the most in their lives is that every time someone mentions themselves, they have to compare themselves with the Fighting Saint Son. The thing that makes them hate the most is that most of these comments are beautiful girls!

Fuck the Holy Son of Fighting, I can't even soak a girl!

The six of them completely ignored the ridicule around them, and looked at the Fighting Saint Son with the same hatred, waiting for him to be rejected by the Holy Maiden of Cihang for the seventh time.

Because only in this way can their wounded hearts be greatly comforted.

In the face of the endless malice of the six people, the Fighting Saint Son didn't even bother to look at it. His eyes never left Xie Shiyin's sacred countenance, and there was endless tenderness in his eyes.

In fact, he didn't know that it was impossible for the two to be together.

Because of the opposition between the sect and the exposition, and the identity of each of them as their masters, it is determined that they can only be enemies.

But even though he knew the result, the Fighting Saint Son still couldn't control that restless heart. Every time, he would tell himself that there could be no result between the two, but he couldn't help but get close to each other.

The Fighting Saint Son exhaled lightly, and a golden glow flashed in his eyes.

Even if it's just to protect this holyness, I won't give up!

Xie Shiyin felt the fiery gaze of the Fighting Saint Son, and she didn't even have the interest to look sideways. At this time, all her minds were attracted by the slowly coming figure below.

At the same time, the street below.

When Mo Chen and the others came to the outside of Wanhua Tower, they couldn't help but be surprised by the noise of Wanhua Tower.

"It's strange, how can there be so many people?" Zhen Yuanzi looked at the noisy scene in the Wanhua Building, and his face showed a look of consternation.

He looked up at the plaque above his head, making sure he wasn't in the wrong place, and he couldn't help but be full of doubts.

Although this is the most high-grade gold cave in Luoyang City, the scene in front of you is too exaggerated. It's only broad daylight, where did so many people come from?

Mo Chen looked around, glanced at the full Wanhualou Inn, and said nothing.

Just when the two of them appeared outside the inn, a beautiful woman with a sexy and hot body and a delicate face greeted them.

The beauty glanced at the two of them, a gentle smile appeared on her beautiful face, and she said respectfully: "Because of the reason why Da Situ invited guests, all the rooms and courtyards in Wanhualou have been full, I wonder if the two seniors have reservations?" ”

Booking?

Zhen Yuanzi frowned slightly, and a look of clarity flashed in his eyes. It turned out that the great Situ of the dynasty was entertaining guests, so it was no wonder that there was such a full situation.

It's just that when the court chief Situ is so blatantly entertaining guests, it seems a little abnormal, right?

Or, he was just acting on orders?

Zhen Yuanzi thought of the scene he saw outside Luoyang City, and couldn't help but feel a little puzzled and a little uneasy. Luoyang City is now dangerous, the other party is feasting guests in Wanhualou, if there is no problem, Zhen Yuanzi really doesn't believe it?

Mo Chen frowned slightly when he heard this.

Booking!

Ahri just sent a message to find something interesting, but she didn't seem to tell herself her room number, right?

Mo Chen shook his head helplessly in his heart, he really had nothing to say to Ahri's stupid fox. Let yourself come to her, but don't even give a specific address, it's really speechless.

He sighed, looked at the sexy beauty in front of him, and said flatly: "I'll look for it." ”

Before Mo Chen's words fell, an ethereal and light voice came from upstairs: "He is my friend." ”

The voice carried a special power, peaceful and peaceful, as if the spring breeze was blowing through the heart, and people couldn't help but feel peaceful. It was plain, but it reverberated clearly in everyone's ears, as if someone was whispering in their ears.

At this time, almost all of the Wanhualou were monks.

When they heard this, they felt the power that affected their minds, and their hearts were filled with horror.

Who the hell is it that has such a terrible cultivation? And doesn't the other party know how many seniors in Wanhualou dare to use this kind of power in public.

Their expressions changed slightly, and they looked up.

I saw a peerless beauty dressed in a moon-white dress with an extremely holy face, and walked down the stairs in a lotus step.

"It's her, Cihang********** Cihang Holy Maiden is extremely sacred, like a fairy coming into the world, I didn't expect it to be true."

"Oh my God, this kind of divine aura is so holy that people can't help but bow down. It's really hard to imagine, this is still the temperament that it naturally exudes, not the effect of urging the exercises. ”

"Cihang Pudu, the immortal came into the world. The strongest fairy of the younger generation really lives up to his reputation. ”

"It's a pity, I heard that the fairy is extremely cold, and even when facing the disciples of the Sect, he rarely smiles. Such a peerless beauty who captivates the country and the city, but can't see her unparalleled smile, it's really a great loss. ”

Everyone looked at the holy daughter of Cihang in Lianbu, and some people recognized her origin, and they couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

It's just that although everyone recognized Xie Shiyin's identity, they couldn't help but lower their voices one by one as if they were afraid of alarming this immortal who had come into the world.

Xie Shiyin ignored everyone's discussions, or she was used to them. She came to the hall on the first floor of Wanhua Building in a lotus, looking at Mo Chen's obviously much more mature face, as well as the white hair slightly displayed on her sideburns, her eyes flashed with tears of excitement.

Over the centuries, he has really changed too much, too much.

It's just that I don't know if he still remembers the little girl who followed him like a fart back then.

The two looked at each other silently, and neither of them spoke.

The receptionist of Wanhualou looked at the demeanor of the two. Knowingly, he bowed slightly to Xie Shiyin, and then carefully stepped aside.

For a while, the entire Wanhualou fell into an eerie silence. Everyone looked back and forth at the two of them, looked at each other, and shook their heads suspiciously.

There are too many legends about the Holy Maiden of Cihang in the Shenzhou Continent.

It's just that Mo Chen's existence makes their hearts full of doubts. To be able to get acquainted with the Holy Maiden of Cihang, and to see the excited look of the Holy Maiden of Cihang, it is obvious that it should not be an ordinary person. This kind of person doesn't have the slightest name in the Shenzhou Continent, but it's a little weird.

With the degree of attention of the Holy Maiden of Cihang, the intimacy of the two is so different. Even if the other party is a mortal, I'm afraid it has already become the headline of Shenzhou gossip, right?

Mo Chen looked at Xie Shiyin, who was like a fairy in front of him, a touch of tenderness flashed in his eyes, and he said softly: "I haven't seen you for a long time, you have grown up." ”

"I haven't seen you for a long time, but the third brother is getting old." Xie Shiyin looked at Mo Chen's childlike expression, and his holy and cold pretty face showed a naughty smile and chuckled.

Mo Chen chuckled, stepped forward and touched Xie Shiyin's little head, and said casually: "Looking at the living beings in the world, who can live forever. Birth, old age, sickness and death are the principles of heaven and earth, and the third brother has become old, is there still a problem. ”

"I hate it, people are not children anymore." Xie Shiyin felt the warm big hand on the top of her head, the coldness on her pretty face completely dissipated, her fair face flew up two touches of crimson, and she glanced at Mo Chen coquettishly, and snorted.

Mo Chen smiled: "In the eyes of the third brother, you will always be that stupid little girl. ”

When Xie Shiyin heard this, she rolled her eyes angrily.

You'll always be that stupid little girl!

She was not angry in her heart, her jade arm hugged Mo Chen's arm, and hummed: "It's as if you are old, you are only four years older than others." ”

Mo Chen shook his head amusedly, not entangled with Xie Shiyin on this issue. After hundreds of years, it is still quite a joy to be able to see an old man.

Just when the two were intimate, someone at the banquet on the top floor shouted, "Look, there's something big going on down there." I'll just say that the Holy Maiden of Cihang has a sweetheart, this time you believe it. ”

As he spoke, he smugly glanced at the Fighting Saint Son in the crowd like the stars holding the moon, and his eyes were full of playful smiles.

Let you hurt Lao Tzu can't soak the chick, and now your goddess has run away with someone, see if you will be arrogant in the future.

The eyes of the Fighting Saint Son in the crowd constricted, and a terrifying cold light flashed in his eyes, making the atmosphere in the hall instantly become heavy, as if it had pressed a mountain.

He bowed slightly to everyone with a smile on his face, and then walked towards the gate of the banquet with some hurried steps.

When the Fighting Saint Son disappeared into the banquet, several figures gathered together.

"Damn, what you said is true, the Holy Maiden of Cihang really has a sweetheart?"

"Bah, you ask me, who do I ask?" The fourth spat disdainfully and snorted.

The six brothers looked at each other, their faces speechless.

I don't know, you dare to say that!

Damn, look at the momentum of pretending to force the Holy Son, this is going to be an accident.

Tsk, inexplicably makes people look forward to it. Everyone looked at each other, and their faces were full of smug smiles.