The road from Fuxian Mountain Gate to the front of the house is not long, but Yuan Yue led the way, he saw its novelty for a while, so he stepped forward to investigate, and after a while, he wanted to say something and then turned back to talk and laugh with the three of them, the words were unobstructed, whimsical, and he didn't seem to regard the three of them as outsiders.

Although Sima Wuer and the three of them stopped and walked all the way, they didn't care much, just because of the retreat from Wu Dog Rong together yesterday, the three of them had a good impression of this Yuan Yue, and after chatting a few words, the four of them quickly became acquainted.

When they saw that Yuan Yue was very intelligent, when it came to the matter of Fu Xian, it seemed that there was an endless stream of springs, and they talked eloquently, obviously knowing a lot.

Ye Daoyuan thought of the Fu Immortal disciples in the pavilion, most of them were on guard, as if they were guarding against something. However, because the situation was not suitable, he did not ask.

He smiled and asked Yuan Yue, "Miss Yuan, I just saw that everyone in the pavilion had urgent expressions and their blades were not leaving their bodies, but what happened in the Fuxian Sect?"

Yuan Yue sighed, and said indifferently, "It's not a big deal, it's just that the Fuxian Sect has often been robbed recently. 」

Wu and Ye were secretly taken aback, thinking together what kind of place this Fuxian Sect was? One of the treasures of the dignified Martial Law Dao Alliance, what kind of thief was the courage to steal under the Martial Law Dao Alliance?

Sima Ulqi said, "What happened to the thief?"

Yuan Yue thief smiled: "This group of thieves is safe and sound, sometimes they steal swords, sometimes steal scriptures, sometimes steal food, and after a few days, those thieves steal a broken sword, steal a copy of the Analects, and steal some crops. And the thieves stole the books every night, and they would return them in good condition by the next morning. Strangely, the thieves picked up the Analects, day after day, and never picked the rest of the books. 」

When the butcher heard that some thieves dared to find the Fuxian faction, he was already very impressed, and when he heard those thieves stealing some strange things, he couldn't help laughing and said, "I don't know where the thieves came from, they really dare to break ground on Tai Sui's head, my butcher wants to see them well." 」

Ye Daoyuan frowned and said, "What did Mr. Fan say?"

Yuan Yue shook her head and said, "At first, Grandpa Fan looked solemn, he couldn't eat or sleep for several days, his face was like mud, and the disciples of Fuxian were deeply afraid that his old man would become ill from overwork, so he spontaneously stood guard, but that group of thieves had extremely high skills, and they sneaked into the sect from time to time, stealing swords and books and stealing food. Until the night before yesterday, Grandpa Fan suddenly summoned the disciples who stood guard that night, and asked all the disciples to go back to their rooms to rest, don't practice and cultivate themselves, the Fuxian disciples were afraid that the group of thieves would be unfavorable to Fan Zhangmen, Lu Shaoxia and Miss Fan, and repeatedly persuaded them, but Fan Zhangmen just laughed and said nothing, "This group of thieves is from Yinghai Island, they are indeed looking for someone, but they are not looking for us", so he laughed and left. 」

Martial Butcher and Ye Daoyuan were shocked when they heard this, stopped suddenly, and shouted in unison, "Is this really the case?

Sima Wuer couldn't help but be curious, and asked, "Yinghai Island people?" He has lived in the Western Regions for many years, and he doesn't know that the affairs of the Central Plains are normal people, but seeing the reactions of Wu Butcher and Ye Daoyuan, he is very interested in the people of Yinghai Island.

Yuan Yue smiled, "Brother Sima doesn't know about them, well, this is also natural. They are not poor and wicked people to the Fu Immortals. It's just martial arts, martial arts...... Wu ......" said the word "Wu" three times, and before he finished speaking, he smiled at Sima Wuer again, and said, "If you don't like them, the people of the Central Plains don't like them, so they have to become evil sinners. 」

Ye Daoyuan hurriedly said, "Miss Yuan, don't talk nonsense!" He was rigorous, knowing what Yuan Yue wanted to say, his face changed slightly. He said to Sima Wuer, "Little friend, the people of Yinghai Island are ...... Be...... People who violate common sense, they make the martial arts path extremely treacherous, we Central Plains people practice martial arts, and we must not make martial arts that are not recognized by martial arts, that is a big crime. Well, in a nutshell, that's it. 」

The martial butcher frowned and said, "Senior brother, Naying Island breaks the boundary every ten years, and a few days ago, the boundary was broken, and the good and evil factions came out, and we haven't received any news that there are thieves on that island who have left the island. 」

Ye Daoyuan nodded, seeing that his junior brother's face was becoming more and more happy, his whole face suddenly pulled down, and said, "Senior brother, no one dares to offend the islanders of Yinghai Island, you must not act rashly. 」

Yuan Yue listened to Wu and Ye talk about the people of Yinghai Island, and said with a smile in her heart: "His grandfather's, I don't dare and don't want to fight with the martial butcher, he is strong in martial arts, and he can beat me to death with a hard palm." 」

Yuan Yue stopped, the three of them didn't say any more, and when they looked up, they had already arrived at the mansion.

Fuxian Mansion is very lively, the decoration is magnificent, and everything you see is red like fire, full of joy. From afar, you can hear the voices of people in the hall, and follow the sound, not to mention that there are more than 300 people sitting everywhere, talking, laughing and playing. The disciples of Fuxian shouted and scolded, cooked and swept the floor, pruned flowers and plants, and were almost too busy to take care of him, so when they saw Ye Daoyuan's three faces, they glanced at it and left quickly.

Sima Wuer kept looking, he had never stepped into the Central Plains in his life, let alone the land of the various factions in the Central Plains, the things he saw were all novel, and he only felt that his heart was pounding, and he saw the martial butcher and a few people walking away, and he also had the courage to step into the door.

I saw six white-robed disciples waiting on the side of the vermilion lacquer door, also holding swords. Four of the disciples greeted the high-rollers of the rivers and lakes attentively, while the other two white-robed disciples stepped forward to take a closer look.

The two disciples first looked at Ye Daoyuan, Wu Butcher, and Sima Wuer, and when they saw the three of them, they wanted to take a closer look, but they didn't know that they looked to the side and saw that it was Yuan Yue, and their faces were surprised, "Ah", and said, "You, why are you still here......?" The word "drive out" has not yet been exported.

Yuan Yue's eyes widened, and she already understood, and said, "Okay, okay! I'm still thinking, why can't I come in, it turns out that you colluded bastards don't let this girl enter the door. 」

The disciple said angrily, "What's the matter? This is Fuxian, not your baby's home, how can you let you take it and leave when you say it?" Last night you stole the pill, but the congratulatory gifts given by the local wealthy clan to Lord Bai and Miss Ye are worth more than a thousand gold, do you say that you can pay for it if you break it?"

It turned out that in the past few days, the wedding period has been getting closer and closer, there are many visitors, and the disciples of the Fuxian faction are busy in the dark, but Yuan Yue is having a lot of fun, frequently using strange tricks, and evil Fuxian disciples, and not less let the disciples be reprimanded by the elders in the faction. If it weren't for the imminent wedding, Fan Quzhi fasted for a whole month, and ordered no one in Fuxian to compete in martial arts, for fear that he would use his Dao Qi indiscriminately, affect his luck, and ruin the omen of the wedding banquet, where would Yuan Yue be allowed to do it?

Yuan Yue thought about it, rolled her eyes, and said with a smile: "If you lose, you will lose, how many martial coins?"

The disciple had long been unaccustomed to this Yuan Yue, and when he saw her attitude so rude, he was even more furious, and said, "It must be that you can't afford to pay for this poor baby!" The head and the uncle and others all said don't be embarrassed by you, hmph, tell you honestly, the disciples of Fuxian and the whole world can't get used to you, and my Wang Tongqiang is not convinced, how capable is your ugly baby?"

I saw that the Fuxian disciples who had been persecuted by Yuan Yue these days were surrounded on both sides, nodding their heads frequently and saying yes, their faces were full of joy, and they couldn't wait to drive this little devil out. But there are many people who want to step forward to stop Wang Tongqiang from making a move, so as not to spoil the big thing.

Yuan Yue laughed and said, "Lao Wang sells melons and boasts. That pill is terrible at all...... Phew, this girl is saying that the elixir doesn't look good at all, it's purple and red, and it's definitely not a good thing. This girl was sincere and tested the poison for Brother Lu and Sister Fan, and didn't she let Mr. Fan, Brother Lu, Sister Fan and others thank you that day?"

Most of the guests present stopped to watch, very curious, and when they heard this, they all thought: "People are adults have a lot of pills, and the pills have made you eat them, is it possible that you still have to be embarrassed by a little girl? Even if you really vomit out, the power of the medicine will already dissipate." 」

That Wang Tongqiang was so angry that his face was red, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was wheezing again and again, only to see that he pressed the long sword on his waist, and the blade rattled in the sheath, and he couldn't draw the sword if he wanted to.

The Fuxian disciple beside him was nervous again.