After a night of hustle and bustle, Qianze City is quite clean in the early morning.

However, those troubles that quietly bred in the darkness disturbed the peace of the City Lord's Mansion.

A man in a moon-white shirt stood under the eaves of the porch, looking at the sky that was slowly waking up.

Look carefully, the moon-white material is pressed with silver thread and embroidered with moire, but it is not bad.

"Chisawa City...... Is there a devil who is causing trouble? ”

"Back to the city lord, judging from the injuries on the deceased's body, it is indeed the devil's doing." A black-clad guard knelt to the side and replied.

Shangguan Lan, the city lord of Qianze City, was silent for a long time, "Don't make a noise about this matter, send someone to investigate secretly." ”

Tomorrow is the Star Picking Conference, even if it is a big thing, at this moment, it can only be suppressed.

"Yes."

"Who died?"

"It's a disciple of the Lingbo faction, I heard that this disciple has excellent qualifications, and he was originally going to show his face at the Star Picking Conference."

"Oh?"

This demon is really good at picking people.

Shangguan Lan said: "The Lingbo faction is appeased, and after the Star Picking Conference, the city lord will give them an explanation." ”

"Castle Lord, if the Limbo faction ......"

"Salute first and then soldier, enter Qianze City, can you still let them go wild?"

"My subordinates understand."

Shangguan Lan retracted his gaze and paced under the corridor, "Send someone to write a post, send it to the inn where the main sects are located before noon, and feast on the city lord's mansion tonight." ”

In previous years, the City Lord's Mansion would also invite various sects to a banquet at the Star Picking Conference, but that was after the Star Picking Conference, and before that, all the sects visited the City Lord's Mansion.

Since the city lord made such an arrangement, he naturally had his reasons, and the guards acted according to orders, and they did not dare to say more.

Shangguan Lan thought for a while, and then shouted to the guards who were about to go to do errands, "Remember to add a sentence to the post, the disciples of various factions who show their martial arts at the Star Picking Conference must go to the banquet tonight." ”

Although the City Lord's Mansion invited all the major sects, it was impossible for all the sects with vision to attend the banquet, and generally those who came were figures with heads and faces, or the best of each faction.

In previous years, only the disciples who performed well at the Star Picking Conference were embarrassed to come to the banquet in the City Lord's Mansion.

This year, the banquet has been advanced, and the city lord still wants those disciples of mixed quality to come to the banquet, which is really incomprehensible.

Shangguan Lan does things, so naturally he doesn't need to explain it clearly to his subordinates.

He walked into the study, took a pen and wrote a note, and a palm-sized black mist fell from the beam, the black mist wrapped the note, and flicked on the bookcase, a black bird fluttered its wings and flew out of the window, and the black mist on the wings slowly drifted in the morning breeze.

The note on the table is gone.

……

In the No. 1 room of Wanli Inn, Ye Jibai sat on a low couch, and there was an invitation spread out on the small table in the middle of the low couch.

Yu Xiaowan sat on the stool next to the round table and asked, "Tonight, the city lord's mansion is this banquet, can the master want to participate?" ”

Outside, Yu Xiaowan was the leader of the Yunshan faction who came to Qianze City this time, and she was bound to participate in the banquet of the City Lord's Mansion.

Behind closed doors, in front of Ye Jibai, Yu Xiaowan didn't dare to be presumptuous, this matter needs to be consulted Ye Jibai.

Ye Jibai's knuckles lazily knocked on the corners of the small corners, and raised his eyes to look at Meng Qinghe who was standing by the window.

Outside the window is the Luoying River passing through the city, and several small boats on the river are leisurely paddling on the water, there are fishermen who are fishing, and there are idlers who enjoy the fun by boat.

There was a boat moored under the window, and He Shufan sat cross-legged on the bow of the boat, tilting his head and grinning at Meng Qinghe.

The Yunshan faction held an internal meeting, and He Shufan was locked out.

Meng Qinghe was not interested in inviting guests to dinner in the City Lord's Mansion, she picked the wall skin with one hand, and rubbed the wall skin into powder with the other hand, and quietly sprinkled it out from the window......

Seeing He Shufan keep wiping his face and rubbing his eyes, the corners of Meng Qinghe's mouth unconsciously rose.

Her small movements were seen by Ye Jibai, and she paused by tapping Xiao Ji's fingers, Ye Jibai's voice was obviously unhappy, "The city lord of Qianze City has a treat, how can I not go?" ”

Yu Xiaowan glanced at Meng Qinghe, originally this banquet, she could take Meng Qinghe there, and the master wanted to go, not because of the face of the city lord of Qianze City, but for Meng Qinghe.

Meng Qinghe was still immersed in the fun of teasing He Shufan, and the window that was opened outward suddenly rebounded and closed with a "bang", which frightened Meng Qinghe and leaned back and squatted.

"Ouch!" Meng Qinghe turned his head and saw Ye Jibai's gloomy face.

You don't have to guess who closed the window.

Meng Qinghe rubbed his ass and stood up, scolding in his heart.

Yin Yunsheng, who was standing by the door, cast a sympathetic look at the little junior sister.

The Yunshan faction only came to the total of four people this time, three people went to go, and four people went to go, so Meng Qinghe proposed that everyone go to the city lord's mansion to eat together.

It's just a matter of having one more mouth, so that the city lord's mansion will not be poor.

Ye Jibai has no opinion, and Yu Xiaowan doesn't dare to have an opinion.

As for Yin Yunsheng...... If he can go to the City Lord's Mansion to eat, he plans to free his stomach from noon.

Tomorrow is the Star Picking Conference, Yu Xiaowan still has a lot of things to do today, since the matter of going to the banquet has been discussed, it is inconvenient for her to stay in Ye Jibai's room longer, and she retreats with Yin Yunsheng.

The Star Picking Conference brings together all the major sects in the world, in addition to recruiting disciples, and more importantly, it is the exchange and exchange between the various sects.

Especially the Yunshan faction is isolated from the world, the news is closed, and it is rare to go to the next mountain, Yu Xiaowan has too many things to do.

This is contrary to Yu Xiaowan's original intention, but it is related to the development of the Yunshan faction, and Yu Xiaowan can only put aside her private affairs for the time being.

Shizun doesn't care about anything, because Shizun stepped into the immortal gate with one foot, and they, mortals who are still crawling in the world, have no way to be alone.

Only Meng Qinghe was left in the room facing Ye Jibai, and Meng Qinghe wanted to slip away.

After returning from Jinglan Lake last night, she lay in bed and tossed late into the night, thinking about Ye Jibai all she wanted.

But at this moment, Ye Jibai was in front of her, and Meng Qinghe felt uncomfortable.

It seems like...... The skin suddenly thinned.

"That...... If the master doesn't have any instructions, the disciple will retire first. ”

Meng Qinghe had just walked to the door, and before he could open the door, a hand poked out from her cheek and pressed against the carved wooden door.

The familiar aura leaned in.

Meng Qinghe didn't dare to turn around.

"Meng Qinghe."

"Huh?"

"A year ago in Qinghe Town, didn't you have ......" Ye Jibai stared at Meng Qing and the silver hairpin with curled hair, and the words behind him were a little afraid to ask.

What he wanted to ask was: A year ago in Qinghe Town, did you not like me?

If you really like someone, how can you abandon it so easily?

Not to mention a year ago, even now, Ye Jibai didn't dare to ask her if she liked herself.

Meng Qinghe gives people the feeling that he seems to be interested in everything, but in fact he doesn't care about anything.

She is happy and at ease, and she doesn't care if others live or die.

Ye Jibai sighed and opened the door, "It's okay, you go back to the room." ”