Shang Chen Qin has also met the eldest lady of the Chang family a few times, and knows that she is indifferent by nature, and this time he can remind him that it is all for the sake of family intersection.

Although both of them are descendants of large families, their weight in the family is actually different.

Although Shang Chen Qin is the eldest young master of the Shang Chen family, his cultivation is not low.

But when it comes to qualifications, he is two years younger than him, and he has already made small achievements in music cultivation, he is still much worse.

And although Changmian is disabled, he is the only descendant of the Chang family's generation, and he has almost determined the next head of the Chang family.

Of course, if he is selected to become the master or elder of the Wanyin Pavilion in the future, he is afraid that the position of the patriarch will also be changed.

However, in terms of the weight of his identity, Shang Chen Qin does not have the slightest advantage.

He still didn't dare to be too arrogant about Changmian.

"No thanks, just a gesture. ”

When Changmian saw Shang Chen Qin, he didn't even move his eyebrows, and he still looked light.

Those translucent and moist eyes seemed to be able to see through everything, which made Shang Chen Qin feel very uncomfortable, as if all his secrets were hidden under the eyes of Chang Sleep.

Although it was just a gesture, it also saved Shang Chen Qin from a disaster that fell from heaven.

If it weren't for Miss Changmian's words, I'm afraid that I would really be killed by these two Cultivation Hall monks today. ”

After that, Shang Chen Qin glanced at Ming Shenghua and Yu Xun coldly, and the irritability and anger in his eyes had long disappeared.

But in this cold eye, there is a poisonous tongue-like gloom.

Yu Xun couldn't help but be frightened, and subconsciously wanted to block in front of Ming Shenghua.

Stretched out his hand to hold Ming Shenghua, but found that she was motionless, her eyes were staring in one direction.

The expression on his face was complicated, it seemed to be endless sadness, and it seemed to be full of hatred.

Then they all retreated, and their trance-like eyes were replaced by indifferent disregard.

Looking at Ming Shenghua's eyes, it happened to be the position of Shi Xian and Shi Xing.

Two strange teenage girls?

Shi Xian and Shi Xing's age is the youngest of this group of monks, with immature faces and not weak cultivation, but few people dare to provoke them.

Because such qualifications and cultivation are not something that ordinary people can afford to provoke.

Not to mention the power behind them, just talk about such qualifications, it is easy to want to worship a famous teacher in the sect.

Now everything that happened at the ruins of the ancient battlefield is under the sight of the major sects.

I'm afraid that Shi Xian and Shi Xing have already been determined by which power, and it may not be known.

Everyone is not allowed to become the same sect in the future, offending two talented monks with a bright future, no one will do this.

Of course, the premise is a little bit of brain.

And the monks who can come to this Linguang Pagoda will naturally not lack such a thing as brains.

Yu Xun and Ming Shenghua had grown up together since childhood, so they naturally knew that it was impossible for her to know these two young female monks.

But looking at Ming Shenghua's complicated eyes just now, he felt that there might be something in it that he didn't know.

"Ah Hua, how are you?"

Ming Shenghua was awakened by Yu Xun's voice, and only then did he find that he had fallen into a self-entanglement and couldn't extricate himself.

Those terrible memories came flooding back together when he saw that person, and the defense line that Ming Shenghua had built for three years collapsed in one fell swoop.

She thought that when she said goodbye, she would be able to let go of everything and deal with it calmly.

Until today, she knows that there are some things that cannot be said to be careless.

The resentment of the past, the hatred of the past, can she really let go?

"Nothing. ”

The voice was a little hoarse, Ming Shenghua reluctantly took his eyes off Shi Xian and Shi Xing, and replied to Yu Xun reluctantly with a smile.

Facing Xun's worried face, although Ming Shenghua wanted to comfort him that she was fine, she was struggling to even maintain her expression now.

In the end, he could only smile bitterly, and turned around not wanting to see everyone behind him.

Yu Xun looked at Shi Xing and Shi Xian very suspiciously, and found that the two of them were also looking at them indifferently, and their faces were immediately embarrassed.

He turned his head in a different direction and looked at the Shangchen family warily.

The monks of the Cultivation Hall who were with them behind them also entered the Linguang Pagoda one after another, choosing to find a quiet place to sit around them.

Shi Xian and Shi Xing's cultivation is not low, and they felt it keenly as soon as Ming Shenghua's eyes fell, not to mention that Ming Shenghua stared at the two of them for a long time.

No, it should be said that he stared at Shi Xing for a long time.

"Second sister, do you know her?"

Under Sheng Minghua's scorching eyes, Shi Xian had to suspect that Shi Xing had met other people behind her back.

And what angry things did he do to this woman named Sheng Minghua.

Such a look...... It seems to come from the depths of the soul, hiding enough fire to burn the entire world, and can directly hit the depths of people's hearts, and it is impossible to disguise it at all.

Shi Xing was also stared at by Ming Shenghua's gaze, goosebumps, a chill flashed in his heart, and his brain was also a fog.

"Who can I know, you don't know?" Shi Xing replied angrily.

"I'm going to leave home once, or this time I'm going to take the Wanzong big test, and you don't know who you've seen along the way.

If I knew her, I wouldn't have been stared at by her like this, and I couldn't refute it!"

Shi Xing was a little aggrieved, she also felt that this female monk was inexplicable, and she felt furious when she saw it.

"Who knows if she's got something wrong with her brain.

Seeing that I am not happy to fight, I look at people with this kind of gloomy and compassionate eyes, as if I owe her millions of spirit stones, so that I don't know what to do. ”

"Could it be that you know each other?

And then mistook you for me?

Or did you go out and steal your name in my name?

After all, you've been out before, and I haven't!"

For the first time, Shi Xing showed Shi Xian her unbridled imagination.

She was greeted by Shi Xian's indifferent and disgusted white eyes.

"She doesn't know me!"

Shi Xian said this sentence with great certainty.

Because although Ming Shenghua's eyes were staring in the direction of the two just now, Shi Xian and Shi Xing could clearly feel that Ming Shenghua was staring at Shi Xing.

Her last glance swept over Shi Xian, and even paused, it was the look of a stranger, mixed with a little surprise.

Obviously, Ming Shenghua doesn't know himself!

"So how do I know?

I can't be the same as that Yuxuan, I grew up in the shadow of Miss Ben.

I can't ask for Miss Ben, and I can't help it, so I can't love it, and I have hatred. Hmph!"

The dissatisfied snort completely disintegrated the serious atmosphere that Shi Xian had managed to create, and he held back the smile on the corner of his mouth and looked at Shi Xing's fried appearance.

"Regardless of whether the woman knows us or not, as long as she dares to cause trouble, we are naturally not afraid of her.

Also, don't talk nonsense......"