In this way, as time passed minute by minute, in the hall that seemed to be dead and silent, it was impossible to say what the taste was strange, in short, the seats one by one looked uncomfortable. As for the burly and arrogant sixty-year-old man, he closed his eyes slightly, not knowing what he was secretly planning in his heart, and the faint murderous aura leaked invisibly.

"Stinky boy, how can the old man think this is very much like a conspiracy. ”

I don't know when, the voice of the old ghost suddenly sounded in his mind, and the words that the old man said were exactly what he was thinking in his heart at the moment. However, after the old man's interruption, his heart was completely calm.

Looking at the people present, he remembered that Sirut had said that it should still be February since the so-called hundred-year-old ripening of this time. And there are more than 30 people, and the strength of martial arts has all stepped into the king of war, and such a strong gathering is actually here for the sake of living tendons.

His purpose was just to use this living tendon lotus to refine the elixir to heal his father, but he never thought that this living tendon lotus was not only regarded as a holy relic by the beautiful lakeside, but also so remembered, thinking that there must be a mystery that he didn't know.

When his thoughts came to this, it was already a tea kung fu to enter the main hall, but there was still no news from the holy aunt, which inevitably made him a little impatient.

Out of instinct, he glanced at the girls who were standing silently around him, and wanted to open his mouth but stopped.

"If you want me to say that you are a, that hateful woman has no sincerity at all. Xue Ling, who was already sitting next to him, couldn't bear it, no matter what mood he was in at the moment.

"It's too late to change your mind. Not just intentionally or unintentionally, Sirut's words were very provocative to him.

Very depressed, he closed his eyes and opened them again, and turned to look at the people present. He stood up. That stance. It looks like you're leaving.

Unexpectedly, at the moment when he stood up, a young girl walked out of the main hall and walked straight towards him, so that his original idea of leaving was temporarily dispelled.

Wait for the girl to come closer.

"The holy aunt was entangled in trivial matters, and asked Duan Gongzi to forgive her sins. With that, the girl turned to look at him, and then continued: "The Holy Aunt has an order. Only Duan Gongzi was allowed to go to the front alone. ”

As soon as these words came out, before the three of Xue Ling reacted, everyone present was a little unhappy.

"What, that holy aunt wants to meet this kid alone!"

"It's too much of a deception!"

"If we are ignored like this, then what does it mean for me to sit here!"

“......”

Everyone was full of complaints, and they were dissatisfied with the holy aunt, and they looked at him with malicious eyes.

In this regard, he smiled faintly and ignored it: "It's okay, then ask the girl to lead the way." "Meet that Meng Feiyan alone. It was just convenient for him to mention the living tendon lotus, and his face was no longer as unhappy as before.

"Presumably Qian Lao also heard the news. Why don't I wait......" This person is the old man who called out the seventh sister before, and at this moment he looked at the old man Qian who was still closing his eyes, and there was a faint trace of murder in his eyes.

However, the old man Qian still closed his eyes without any mood fluctuations, as if he didn't care about the Holy Aunt's meeting with Duan Chen alone, and even completely ignored what the old man opposite him said.

The old man did not show any annoyance, and in the next moment he swept through the crowd and fell silent, as if he was waiting to sit and wait.

When the words 'hearing ......the news' came into his ears, he was inevitably a little surprised, but at this moment, he was already going to meet the Holy Aunt, and then everything would have an answer, and he didn't think about it anymore.

With the girl walking all the way, twisting and turning around a lot of halls and corridors, and finally came to a quiet courtyard, rockery, flowing water, birds and flowers, in sharp contrast with the previous hall, giving people unconsciously relaxed and comfortable.

And when he stepped into the courtyard, the girl who led the way stopped her figure, and left directly in silence the next moment.

In this regard, he didn't care so much, looking around, there was no figure, but the scenery in the small courtyard, which led him to unconsciously appreciate the stroll.

When he seems to be leisurely and comfortable around the rockery, the vision is blocked by the shade of the trees, only to see a gazebo covered by pink veil, and a faint figure of a woman in it, giving people a mysterious and infinite reverie at the same time.

This time, he came to his senses, but he frowned slightly: "Could it be that this is what Shenggu is called trivial matters!"

No matter where those people in the hall came from, at least the common purpose was clear, but at this moment, looking at the pink veil in his eyes, where did he care about the slightest taste of those people.

"Duan Gongzi has such a big temper!"

This voice sounds very different from the past, although there is still a hint of coldness, but it is no longer rejected, and there is no trace of superiority, but it adds a kind of woman's taste.

In surprise, I saw that the pink veil was lifted like the wind, and separated on both sides, revealing Meng Feiyan's beautiful and graceful figure.

No longer holding the black sideburns, scattering fragrant shoulders is naturally comfortable, the two beautiful eyebrows are like slender crescent eyebrows without painting and emerald, the eyes are like autumn water, two drops of luster are shining, straight to the heart, pink gauze skirt, sensitive parts are half covered and half covered......

At this moment, Meng Feiyan looks like she is in her early twenties, more like an ordinary woman, and no longer has the slightest taste of the so-called holy aunt. It's just that it's just that it's as beautiful as a fairy, and some of it doesn't look like it's owned by mortals, Duan Chen, who looked at it directly, was unconsciously stunned, and seemed to be obsessed with it.

But.

In just an instant, at most three or five seconds, he came back to his senses completely.

"Duan Chen came here this time to kill your mental existence, and please respect yourself!" his tone was calm and turned sideways, but his little heart was still pounding.

At this time, a faint fragrance wafted in the air, making him simply close his eyes. However, while he was waiting, Meng Feiyan did not respond.

Seeing his reaction, Meng Feiyan's eyes flashed with a strange light, but there was no hint of disappointment, as if she was a little surprised, or puzzled, and finally subconsciously looked at herself.

About ten seconds passed, and a smile appeared on the corner of Meng Feiyan's mouth. This smile looks very sweet, it should be completely from the heart, but at this moment, there is a hint of hesitation and even entanglement in her eyes.

The next moment, when Meng Feiyan looked at him again, her expression revealed that she had basically returned to calm: "All of this is due to the deity out of helplessness, and I ask Duan Gongzi to forgive me." The voice sounded very gentle, although she still claimed to be a self-deity, but Meng Feiyan's expression was no longer high.

Hearing the sound, he turned around, this cold out of helplessness somewhat surprised him, although he already had a premonition in the hall before. (To be continued......)