The Mo sect family has a great cause, and any path is based on bluestone slabs, spread out mightily, and all kinds of trees are planted on both sides, and some thin branches tremble lightly with the wind, and the shadows of the trees are mottled. With Jiuqing's guidance, it didn't take much effort for the two to come to a hall.

The hall here is built by the lake, surrounded by a fan, and there is an incense case in the corner, a piece of dipterocarp has been burned more than half, and a wisp of light blue smoke lingers.

Qiu Fang smelled the aroma, rubbed the tip of his nose, and asked sideways, "Sister, is this place?" ”

"What do you say?" Jiuqing showed a disgusted expression, as if to say that Qiu Fang was an elm head.

Qiu Fang touched the back of his head and looked at it, there was a large round table with rosewood inlaid with marble in the middle of the hall, and a huge pearl was embedded in the top of the hall.

At this time, the delicacies of the mountains and seas have not yet been served, but a circle of silver cups has been placed around, and the guards are beside the delicious fruit dishes. It can be seen that at tonight's banquet, Feng Zheng is extremely attentive, and the maidservants who come and go do not squint, and are busy with the work in their hands.

Qiu Fang didn't know that if he was in good health a few days ago, he would definitely be brought by the Luxu Daoist to discuss important matters and become a guest in this room.

"What else do we need to do?" Qiu Fang asked again.

"Don't worry, you first familiarize yourself with the environment in the hall, you are a person in the courtyard of the young lady, just take care of the young lady for a while, and you don't have to do other chores." Jiuqing said lightly, there are different rules in the deep courtyard of Zhumen, although they are all subordinates, but there are also things that can and cannot be done, just like the one who should serve the young lady, he must not go to the kitchen to cook for others, otherwise he will violate the rules.

"I don't know where Miss is at this time."

Qiu Fang is deaf and clear-sighted, and has a good memory, just a few glances, he has memorized the surrounding terrain, and then talks about other things.

"The guests have arrived, the sect master is meeting guests in the guest hall, and the young lady must also be accompanying Lin Gongzi over there." Jiuqingnu said, calling Lin Gongzi on his lips, but Qiu Fang could hear it, and the tone was still a little dissatisfied.

Qiu Fang didn't say anything, just nodded silently, and stood in the distance thinking about what Feng Zheng was going to do tonight.

The last time I saw the black shadow, it was when she broke into the East Pole Gate alone, saying that it was not long, but it was not short, and it had been more than ten days, could it be that she had been imprisoned by the Mo Sect for so long?

Qiu Fang wondered in his heart, but after thinking about it, with that woman's ability, since she could fight with Zhou Zong inseparably, why was she quietly captured by Mo Zong's group. You must know that in the battle with Zhou Zong, the people in the entire Los Angeles City can see the golden light that covers the sky. Even if Mo Zong made a move, it was impossible for him to have no movement at all.

The more the young man thought about it, the more doubts he had in his heart. The techniques of this black shadow are changeable, and it may even be a demon that only exists in rumors. Moreover, on Zhenming Mountain, the black shadow did not use all his strength, so that he did not realize that this woman of the same age had the realm of a second type of person.

What's even worse is that what secrets are hidden in this Mo Sect, the bone demon killed an old man of this status, which should shock the whole sect, but the Mo Sect did not mourn secretly, did not stir up the slightest splash, and even put up a banquet with lanterns, which really made Qiu Fang guess the mystery.

Seeing Qiufang's stunned appearance, Jiuqing suddenly said: "Gu Ya, what are you thinking?"

Qiu Fang was stunned for a moment, scratched his head embarrassedly and smiled: "I'm a little homesick." ”

"I see you're always in a daze." Seeing that he came back to his senses, Jiuqing said lightly, and at the end, he suddenly picked up another sentence, "Is it really so good at home?"

Qiu Fang looked at her, there seemed to be a trace of resentment, and after a little thought, thinking that she was so familiar with the Mozong at a young age, I was afraid that she was urinating in the Mozong and had very little contact with her family.

Thinking of this, the young man also asked softly, "Can my sister usually go home?"

"Home? How can there be a home? Jiuqing smiled very shallowly, but there was an undercurrent surging under his eyes.

"Doesn't my sister have a home?" Qiu Fang didn't know what she meant, in his mind, except for himself, he should have a home.

"My family is in a village on the border with the barren country, although the sword soldiers have stopped when I was a child, but I can't stand the dry weather and the drought for many years, so my family sold me to the sect." The corners of Jiuqing's mouth pulled out a sour wry smile, although time has passed, the things on the root are not easy to erase.

Qiu Fang sighed, and wanted to comfort him with the fact that he had no father or mother, but it was not appropriate, so he had to take a step closer to Jiuqing and said, "If you stay at home, maybe your life will not be as smooth as now." ”

"That's right, the lord is close to people, and occasionally you can let people go home to take a look, your home is outside the city, and you can go back to see it occasionally." Jiuqing urinated in Mozong to take care of the master's diet and daily life, covering up her emotions is a compulsory lesson, and at this time, she could no longer see the sadness on her face, but comforted Qiu Fang.

Qiu Fang didn't need comfort, the home outside Los Angeles was a vain after all, although there were people in the East Pole Gate that he wanted to see from time to time, but after all, he couldn't resist the Zhenming Mountain that raised him. Speaking of which, after going down the mountain for so long, I don't know how the master is doing, and without him cooking, the master is afraid that he will be much busier.

The boy thought to himself, and lowered his head.

Jiuqing saw that he began to ponder again, patted him on the shoulder with a smile and said: "Counting the time, the sect master should also come over, there must be no mistakes for a while, otherwise the sect master will blame, and no one can afford it." ”

Qiu Fang also put away his thoughts, nodded his head, and cheered up, waiting for the night to fall.

The twilight was pressed down, and the last rays of the sunset were also buried by the sky, and the sunlight was replaced by the firelight of the Mo Sect, and the lights were lit up in a staggered manner, and the crowd shuttling inside and outside the hall gradually increased.

It seemed to sense a group of people coming in the distance, and the people waiting outside were all divided into two columns, standing with their hands down, Jiuqing saw this, and lightly bumped Qiu Fang's arm with his elbow, signaling him to follow.

Qiu Fang also learned to stand on both sides, although he was a hundred assured of the effect of the magic rune, he still stood cautiously in the back row, for fear of meeting Feng Zheng.

In the distance, Feng Zheng walked over laughing, followed by a group of people who were pressed by Wu. Looking at it, Feng Zheng's sword eyebrows are sharp, his eyes are clear, and his body exudes an invisible and strong sense of oppression.

And the people behind Feng Zheng are also not simple, although their looks are different, but the clothes, even if they are clumsy people like Qiu Fang, can also see that they are extremely graceful and luxurious, and they must all be the big names in Los Angeles.

However, there is one here to count as one, and those who are on a blind date with the Mo Sect will inevitably be not in harmony with the East Pole Gate, this simple truth, Qiu Fang is naturally clear, and he is not angry in his heart.

"The heads of the family are here, and the Mo Sect doesn't have much hospitality, not to ask for everything to be perfect, but to return happy."

Walking half a foot to the hall door, Feng Zheng suddenly stopped, turned around with his fists, and said loudly to everyone.

Qiu Fang has fallen in the distance at this moment, except for Feng Zheng's face with a deep smile, the expressions of the others are naturally not real, but they also want to know that the people present are all old rivers and lakes who have seen the world, and many of them are those who experienced the war eighteen years ago, and they all said polite words with a smile.

With a wave of Feng Zheng's hand, he motioned for everyone to enter the hall and sit down, Jiu Qingcai turned his head and said in a low voice: "You go and stand behind Miss, and obey orders at any time, and you don't have to worry about other things." ”

With that, he took a step forward and hurried to the middle of the hall, ready to order the food to be served.

The wide hall is already lit with candles, and the dipterocarp has already been renewed, and the people appear one after another, serving delicious food and wine, and the guests are also laughing and talking.

Although Feng Zheng didn't have much hospitality on his lips, he was waiting for it, and even the elderly manager Liu was also involved, guiding Jiuqing and other women to be busy, pouring wine and tea.

Qiu Fang stood behind Feng Suixing, and when he entered the house, he greeted his master, signaling that he was here, and he could give orders for anything. But Feng Suixing's eyes were full of his longing lover at the moment, and he just waved his hand towards Qiu Fang, and didn't say anything, but went to talk to Lin Qin without a match.

This Lin Qin was just as Jiuqing said, his expression was not enthusiastic, and he didn't even look at the wind and stars too much, but instead looked at the surroundings and slowly looked at the heroes of all parties in front of the table.

"There are two important things that invite you to come here today."

Seeing that everyone was seated, the banquet had been opened, and everyone was usually used to eating delicacies from the mountains and seas, and it was not uncommon for them to take these two bites, Feng Zheng naturally got straight to the point, and when he talked about business, it could be seen that this master of a sect was not a person who dragged mud and water.

When Qiu Fang saw Feng Zheng speak, he naturally concentrated and listened attentively, after all, these things were the meaning of his coming to Mozong.

"Wind Sect Master, but it doesn't hurt to talk about it." There were sixteen people sitting at the table, and one of them was an old man with a childish face who took over the conversation with a smile, thinking that it was a family with the same spirit as the Mo Sect.

"The head of the Xie Shan family cheered." Feng Zheng stood up and bowed his hand slightly, although among them, the Mo Sect was the most powerful, but Feng Zheng did not despise everyone, and there was no shortage of etiquette.

Seeing him get up, everyone naturally knew that these two important things were by no means trivial, and they didn't talk, they just put down the silver cup in their hands and frowned slightly and stared at Feng Zheng.

"The first thing is a happy event, and in a few days, my star will marry the head of the Lin family." When Feng Zheng spoke, there was a strong smile on the corner of his mouth, as if this was the great joy he had been looking forward to for a long time.

As soon as Feng Zheng's voice fell, the congratulatory voices of the people present were endless, some people praised the two of them for their perfect match, talented and beautiful women, and others said that they must get drunk and make a good hole in the cave room when the time comes. Even though the Lin family was defeated and did not have the opportunity to sit at this table, the identity of Mozong's son-in-law made everyone have to make a happy appearance.

When Qiu Fang heard this, she quietly looked at Feng Suixing and Lin Qin, not to mention this Feng Suixing, and the light powder could not hide the flushing of her cheeks, and the shy but satisfied smile showed the joy in her heart.

And although Lin Qin was smiling, that smile always felt a little weird in Qiu Fang's eyes, so to speak, since Lin Qin stepped into the door of the Mo Sect, this smile has been hanging on the corner of his mouth.

"The second thing, I don't know if it's happy or sad."

The smile on the corner of Feng Zheng's mouth was still there, but his voice gradually became cold.

"Wind Sect Master may wish to say a famous word, whether it is happy or worried, everyone has their own judgment."

The speaker was someone else, this person was dressed in a red robe, dressed as a noble son, only in his thirties, but with a sense of arrogance on his face.

"Guys, have you seen a demon?"

Feng Zheng said slowly.

"Demon? We don't look like people who can go to the Demon Realm. The crane-haired old man smiled.

But other people don't laugh very well, the word demon, in other words, is ordinary, unless it is a father who tells some legendary stories to ignorant children, and it is rarely discussed among adults.

"What if I say, demon, in the Mo Sect?"

Feng Zheng's face was solemn, making it impossible to question his words.

But when everyone heard this, they gasped, and for a while, the hall was silent.