When Murong Lei said this, Liu Qingyi's pretty face couldn't help but move slightly, but she still didn't mean to open her mouth or change her decision.

And the former must have seen this, so he finally gave up the idea of persuading him any longer.

She slowly stood up, turned her back to stand by the closed glass window, and looked through the hazy rain and mist of the night to the southern sky, and fell into a silent gaze.

"Well, maybe I've guessed a little bit about why you don't want to go back. I will convey your words to my father and Zhiyao. I hope they understand you as well as I do. Otherwise, the next time you go back, she doesn't know how annoyed she will be. ”

Murong Lei's beautiful eyes were gloomy, and her thoughts drifted a little in front of her sight.

Behind her, Liu Qingyi looked at her like this, her head drooped slightly, and she couldn't help but feel a trace of apology in her heart. If it was really because she didn't want to go back, causing Zhiyao's complaints and her grandfather's troubles, then she would be to blame.

"I never thought that this year's baptism would not be held until the end of the year. And the one who was elected would be Zhi Yao Nan Nizi. Xiangxiu Valley ...... I miss it so much, I've been, I haven't been back for more than a year. ”

A touch of unnamed affection slowly appeared on Liu Qingyi's delicate pretty face, and the corners of her lips rose slightly, outlining a touching arc.

Xiangxiu Valley is a place where the Murong clan, which has been inherited from afar, among the four floating clans in the other world, lives and lives.

In the land of the Western Regions of the Otherworld, between the mountains of Chuxiu, there is a thousand-year-old city, and everything in the city seems to be isolated from the world, overflowing with a thick atmosphere like antique charm.

Although the area of the ancient city is not as large as that of a modern metropolis in the world, there are all kinds of brick houses and pavilions in it. The ancient temple city wall is next to the mountain, the spring stream is vertical and horizontal, and the villa garden is lined up one after another, among which there are both towering ancient pines, old ancestral halls, and weeping willows that spit out tender buds by the stream, and a brand-new secluded residence......

In such an ancient city with both classical charm and reckless atmosphere, almost all the men who live there only have one surname - Murong Clan. And in the center of this ancient city, there is a cave blessed land, which is the ancestral garden.

The people who can live in it now are all descendants of the Murong clan that have continued to this day, that is, the descendants of Murong Chui and Murong Jian, two of the three great sages of the ancient Murong clan.

Nowadays, many descendants of the Murong family have already become the top leaders in many large and small businesses, politics, military, crafts, agriculture and other industries at home or abroad.

However, no matter from ancient times to the present, this is still the last sustenance and harbor of their souls. Many people who have worked hard all their lives in the modern society will eventually choose to return to the ancient city of Xiangxiu after retirement to live in their homes.

Therefore, most of the people living on the outskirts of this ancient city are almost all old people and women who are over the age of six, or young men and girls who have not yet reached adulthood. In addition, only when the Murong clan holds some major events or celebrates the New Year, will a large number of middle-aged and young people return.

And this so-called baptism of the seal among the younger generation of the family can be regarded as one of the most important ceremonies.

Of course, this does not mean that every boy and girl in the clan must undergo such a baptism every time they reach the age of eighteen. Because only the best boy or girl in the clan that year, after passing the various tests of the clan competition, and with the consent of the clan elders, will be eligible to enjoy it.

This so-called conferral is actually a test of the talent of the juniors. As for the baptism, the patriarch allowed him to enter the second hall of the desolate and reckless, and was granted the method of cultivation of Zi Xuan Qi by the elder Taishang.

Because cultivating any kind of occult technique in the other world requires absorbing floating Xuan Qi to build a foundation. In other words, a person who cannot conceive and cultivate Xuan Qi in his body, even if he is a descendant of the four races of the other world, in addition to being able to be physically stronger, he is no different from ordinary people in this world.

And what the descendants of the Murong clan cultivated was this purple Xuanqi.

When a member of the Murong clan becomes an adult, a purple clan seal will be born in his body and placed in the center of his eyebrows. Its family seal is like a rhombic flower, and its grade is divided into nine clusters of stamens, from one to nine, and the flower color is stacked deeply.

Legend has it that the three ancient sages of the Murong clan are the aforementioned Murong Chui and Murong Jian, as well as the only last sage who survived the battle for the ancient heavenly veins thousands of years ago, Murong Shuyu, whose clan Yin Linghua is the deepest nine clusters!

In addition, the younger generation who are eligible to participate in such an adult baptism competition also have a hard and fast rule that will be passed on from generation to generation. That is to be the direct descendant of the Murong family, that is, the surname is Murong or his first generation of children of the opposite sex.

For example, Liu Qingyi's mother is Murong Clan, so she is eligible to participate. But if it comes to Liu Qingyi's children's generation, they will lose the qualification to participate in the Murong family, inherit and compete for the examination, and accept baptism.

And such ceremonial activities are not held every year, sometimes even once in a few years or more than ten years. The date set is the birthday of the selected young boy or girl, who has reached the age of eighteen.

This also proves from the side that it is difficult to get the approval of the elders of the clan if you want to come out on top, and the people of the Murong clan attach great importance to holding the coming-of-age seal baptism ceremony.

After all, the boys and girls of the clan who had been baptized by the seal of the clan many years ago and walked out of the ancient city to the present world now have a very high status and prestige in society.

They are all the most dazzling geniuses of the Murong clan in the past hundred years, they have received good education and cultivation from the previous generation, and they are also respected and favored by the older generation of the ancient city.

It is precisely because of such customs that have been passed down from generation to generation and the endless human resources that the Murong clan can become the mainstay of the largest and most influential party in the business, politics, academia and art circles in the present world, and it will endure for a long time, and no one can shake its status.

The major group enterprises under the Murong family are involved in nearly 100 domestic and international industries, and in many industries, they all have huge contacts and status resources.

Fez Enterprise is one of the most dazzling ones.

It was founded and operated by Murong Pei, Qingyi's uncle Murong Pei, who was baptized by the ancestors of the original clan, and gradually operated into the largest jewelry company in the country, before it was handed over to Murong Nan, who had also received the baptism of the seal in the clan.

It's a pity that Murong Nan became ill because of his perennial selfless work, and finally died early due to illness.

As for the next president who became Jiang Hongxia, she was personally promoted by Murong Xun, her and Murong Nan's guiding teacher in the business world. Because Qingyi was still young at that time, and returned to the ancient city to concentrate on cultivation, it was really not suitable to immediately take over Murong Nan's position as president.

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The rain outside the curtain was sparse and the wind was sparse, but in the warm living room, there was a faint warm current, flowing between the two shadows standing side by side, melting the coldness that invaded each other's sight.

"Qing'er, you can stay and sleep with me tonight. Because my aunt may be going back to Xiangxiu Valley tomorrow. ”

"Well, I can't ask for it. Well, though, I'll have to call my dad first. ”

"Why, you still don't want to see that person at home?"

As Murong Lei's last subtle question fell, there was no more sound in the room.

She turned her head to look at the girl in the pink skirt with her lips closed and her expression a little complicated, and her eyes were slightly surprised for a moment. After a long time, she turned around, but the pair of slender willow eyebrows finally frowned slowly......

In the garden of the Nalan family villa in the modern city of Santa Fe, on the corridor leading to the second floor of the high-end villa, two young figures, a man and a woman, stand side by side. The girl turned her back to the boy, and he used a hair dryer to blow it seriously, and her hair was still a little wet at the back of her head.

"Eh, outside-Nalan Yunxiao, I didn't expect you to blow a girl's hair."

The girl suddenly said something with a faint shyness, but it seemed to be casual, but just as she was about to tilt her head slightly and look at the man behind her, she was pinned back by a pair of broad palms, which provoked the girl to quickly lower her voice and exclaimed: "What are you doing?" ”

"Don't move, be careful that my hand slips and burns you."

After the girl's voice fell, Yun Xiao hurriedly reminded with a smile. He raised his hand to expertly lift the former's slender black hair, and used his fingers to separate the strands of hair that had stuck together after being wet by the rain, and held the hair dryer in his right hand quite intently, and there was a trace of inexplicable satisfaction on the corner of his mouth.

"Well, you haven't answered me yet."

"What's the answer, this kind of thing is not difficult, why can't I be? Well, it's been a long time since you've called me by my name. ”

The flat smile on the corner of Yun Xiao's mouth was still hanging, and a pair of handsome eyes moved with the hair dryer in his hand, and his tone was a little proud.

"I don't like your attitude, can't you answer me properly? Moreover, how can you call me a witch for a long time, it is clear that you gave me a nickname first, and I am just a ......"

However, Tang Yating's words with a hint of anger were not finished, but Yun Xiao suddenly interrupted them, and took over the words and replied seriously: "I'm sorry." I swear I'll never give you a nickname again, and I'll never make fun of you in a tone you don't like. ”

When the boy said the word "I'm sorry", his tone deliberately accentuated as if it were sincere.

Tang Yating tried to turn back to the side again, but this time she was not stopped by Yun Xiao again. She sat back and looked at Nalan Yunxiao with a strange gaze.

From the latter's eyes, she really found a trace of deep apology this time.

(PS: Good guys, this chapter is a bit too informative, dig a pit, dig a hole~~)