"Immortal League Conference?" Chu Muxi calmly picked up a fork, forked a piece of cut peach on the plate, took a bite, and glanced at Yu Jing, who was sitting opposite him calmly holding a silver knife and cutting fruit.

I have to say that Yu Jing's skin is indeed good, and among the people Chu Muxi knows, he is also in the top three.

The pair of slender hands, holding a silver-white knife, calmly peeled the peaches in his hands, the hands that peeled the skin did not tremble at all, it was obviously a difficult peach, but the skin he peeled was not broken.

The sweet juice of the peach fell on the fingertips, staining the fingertips a little pink. Yu Jing calmly cut the peaches into small pieces and put them on the plate in front of Chu Muxi, and Chu Muxi ate and fed them quietly, without feeling that anything was wrong.

Yu Jing took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands, and hummed softly: "You should know about the Immortal League Conference, this thing is held once every ten years, and the last time was eight years ago, and this time it was held in advance It is said that it was the meaning of the little saint of Tianji Pavilion, it seems that something happened." ”

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