Yuntian Palace, Qingxu Palace

Chongxiao asked Mu Wanfeng suspiciously, "Do you know him?"

Mu Wanfeng smiled bitterly: "When I escaped from Yandang Mountain, I happened to bump into him, and it was he who brought me back with his sword. ”

"Will he take you with Edgeworth?" Chongxiao was a little surprised.

"What's wrong, isn't it weird?" asked Mu Wanfeng with a puzzled expression.

Chongxiao shook his head and said, "It's nothing, I'm just a little curious, how do you know the big disciple of Tianquan Peak." Don't look at him giggling like this, he doesn't have a positive shape, maybe after a blink of an eye, he will be like a living person who is not allowed to enter. ”

"All in all, this person has a very quirky personality, sometimes good and sometimes bad, it's better for you to have less contact......"

Mu Wanfeng couldn't see that there was anything wrong with this person except for his nerves, but he still agreed: "I know." ”

As soon as his voice fell, a noise came from outside the Qingxu Palace. After a while, two waves of people walked in one after another.

The first wave of people, the man who took the lead, was tall and burly, as strong as an orangutan, with an upper body like an inverted triangle, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a face as black as carbon, and his appearance was not ugly, but he couldn't see anywhere.

The most peculiar thing for Mu Wanfeng is that this person is actually holding a spotted cat in his hand! While walking, he also brushes the fluff of the spotted cat from time to time.

In the back wave, the leader was a middle-aged man, with a decent appearance, but his hair was a little messy, and it could be seen that he hadn't been groomed for a long time.

He looked a little tired, glanced at the field, and saw a large number of people behind Wan Beichen, and had a general idea of what was going on in his heart. He led the man to the first seat on the right, sat down and began to snooze, and in a few moments there was a heaving snoring......

Mu Wanfeng looked embarrassed for a while, there are really a lot of people in Yuntian Palace.

The stout man holding the spotted cat walked to the opposite side and sat down, and then asked, "Senior brother in charge, what's going on?"

He was apparently asking why the alarm bell was sounded and no one came to do so.

"Let's talk about it when the rest of the people come......" Gu Taiqing said.

Mu Wanfeng looked at the two people with too distinct characteristics, and whispered to Chongxiao beside him, "Senior brother, who are these two people?"

Chongxiao smiled and replied in a low voice: "It's Beitang Qiu, the peak master of Yuheng Peak, who is snoring, he is almost obsessed with runes, and in addition to sleeping, he is studying spirit runes. So although he is the master of a peak, he basically doesn't care. If it weren't for the master ringing the bell, he might not have been present for the major events of the sect. ”

"Isn't that Yu Hengfeng messed up?" Mu Wanfeng said.

Chongxiao shook his head and said, "Not really, everything in Yuheng Peak, Senior Uncle Beitang is handed over to his junior brother Wen Yu to take care of, and everything is in order." Did you see the person behind Uncle Beitang? He was Wen Yu. ”

Mu Wanfeng couldn't help but think of Wen's triplets, wouldn't this Wen Yu be their father?

He looked behind Bei Tangqiu and found that the person behind him was of medium height, with a somewhat handsome appearance, and his hair was just the opposite of Bei Tangqiu, meticulously combed, and he was seven points similar to Wen San.

Sure enough, it's Wen San's father! I just don't know if the growth of Wen Er and Wen Yi is out of the original plan, or if they were picked up in the first place, and they can't find their shadow from Wen Yu at all.

Or is it that Wen Yu's head is green, and Wen Yiwen is the child next door?

The eldest brother and the second brother should be fine, Mu Wanfeng thought with some concern.

"Opposite Uncle Beitang is Yue Xiangchen, the peak master of Tianji Peak. Isn't it strange that he is five big and three thick, but he is holding a cat?" Chongxiao seemed to know what Mu Wanfeng was thinking, and then said: "Don't underestimate that cat, it is a spirit beast, and it is not difficult to start a surge and tear me up." ”

Mu Wanfeng was a little surprised, although she knew that Tianji Peak had the ability to resist beasts, but looking at the docile appearance of this spotted cat, who would have thought that it would be so powerful.

Is Yue Ziyao, who the eldest brother likes, the daughter of this person? If you want such a person to be your father-in-law, this pressure is still quite great, no wonder Wen San will mock him......

And this Yue Xiangchen's appearance is ...... Belch...... If so, then it is also a good match with the eldest brother, it is simply made in heaven, Mu Wanfeng maliciously speculated.

"Senior brother, is Senior Uncle Yue's daughter here?" Mu Wanfeng really couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart, and asked Chongxiao.

Chongxiao gave him a strange look and said, "No, you...... Like her?"

Mu Wanfeng was immediately embarrassed and explained: "A friend likes her, I just wonder what she looks like." ”

Chongxiao suddenly realized: "I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed, Uncle Yue's daughter is very smart, and your friend has a good eye, but it's a little difficult." ”

As he spoke, a man and a woman walked in side by side outside the main hall, each leading a group of disciples, sitting in the middle and back two positions on the left, glancing at Wan Beichen, and then quietly waiting for the last peak master to appear.

The two of them seemed to have known that it was Wan Beichen who rang the bell, and they should have asked the disciples outside.

The woman in the middle is dressed in a long skirt and embroidered brocade shoes, which does not look like a Taoist dress. The light veil covered her face, and she couldn't see her face clearly, Mu Wanfeng could only conclude from her white forehead and seductive eyes that this life was extremely gorgeous.

The man sitting at the end of the right side was handsome and extraordinary, looking like he was in his early twenties, dressed in white, and dashing. A folding fan in his hand, fanning back and forth, brought up the sideburns and the black hair was lightly raised.

Regardless of this person's appearance, the appearance of this bag is exactly the same as Mo Yushu!

This time, there was no need for Mu Wanfeng to ask, Chongxiao took the initiative to introduce: "That woman is Chu Bichen, the peak master of Tianxuan Peak, huh...... No one knows what she looks like. However, just for that graceful figure, there are many elders in the sect who ...... him."

"Hmm...... Hmph......" Wan Beichen coughed lightly.

Chongxiao was a little embarrassed, chewing his tongue behind his back, talking about the rights and wrongs of people, and he was discovered.

"Ahem...... Chongxiao coughed dryly, and then said, "That man is ......"

"I know this, it's Mo Yushu's father, Mo Qinghe!" Mu Wanfeng looked at his sassy appearance, and remembered Mo Yushu, hating the root of his teeth, Han Rou's three things were still waiting for him!

Just because Mo Yushu took him to the crowd to take a second look, his life has never been able to stop and be stable since then......

Mo Qinghe looked sideways, and finally fixed his eyes on Mu Wanfeng, then nodded and smiled faintly. Then he turned his head to look away, looking light.

Mu Wanfeng was shocked, could it be that he listened to it, although he spoke a little loudly just now, it was relatively speaking, and the other peak masters did not react.

Chongxiao explained with a wry smile: "You guessed correctly, what you said just now was indeed listened to by Uncle Mo. ”

"It's so far away, does he have ears for the wind?" Mu Wanfeng was full of puzzlement.

"There is no Shunfeng ear, the mystery is all on that folding fan," Chongxiao said helplessly: "There is a formation engraved on the folding fan, you can listen to the wind and grass within a hundred zhang, so it's best not to say bad things behind his back." ”

Mu Wanfeng's mouth pouted, and his temper of not being afraid of heaven and earth came up again, and said: "If there is really a father, there must be a son, this fan is used to listen to the corner of the wall!"

The smile on Mo Qinghe's face froze, and the folding fan in his hand also stopped instantly, and then continued to fan, but the smile on his face turned into a bitter smile.

What kind of character is the son, Lao Tzu knows best. Mo Yushu did all the tricks, others don't know, he, the father, is like a mirror, and he knows the roots.

The corners of Mo Qinghe's mouth moved, and with a slight fan, a voice sounded in Mu Wanfeng's ears: "You are Mu Wanfeng, I often hear Mo Yushu mention it, you are very good!"

Mu Wanfeng was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly looked in the direction of Mo Qinghe, only to see Mo Qinghe looking at him with a smile on his face, still nodding, full of appreciation......

"Senior brother, did you hear anything just now?" Mu Wanfeng said with a tug of gravity.

"Hmm, what's that?" Chongxiao wondered.

Mu Wanfeng said: "It's nothing ......"

What a girl, can you still play like this? The formation is really mysterious.

Just as Mu Wanfeng was sighing, there was a commotion in the hall, and the male disciples' eyes were all shining, looking at the entrance of the hall......

At this time, at the door of the main hall, a group of women with warblers and swallows walked in, and for a time it was a hundred flowers competing for beauty, and they contrasted with each other, and the solemn atmosphere in the Qingxu Hall was swept away.

A woman at the head looks a little older, but it is difficult to hide her graceful demeanor, especially the mature charm, which is a fatal temptation that the disciples behind him do not have.

Needless to say, this person Mu Wanfeng also knew that he was the last Yaoguang Peak Master Xuanjing.

The person who followed closely behind Xuanjing was none other than the woman who walked out like a dream, Xiang Xuelan.

Xiang Xuelan's face is beautiful, without any expression on her face, but she seems to be able to say thousands of words, and a glance can make people fall into a dream and not want to wake up.

After a period of restlessness in the main hall, it fell silent, except for a few women and a few peak masters, all of them were photographed by Xiang Xuelan's worldly face, as if they had been hooked to their souls......

This kind of intoxicated gaze of men and envious eyes of women, Xiang Xuelan has long been accustomed to it, just as Mu Wanfeng is used to the contempt of others.

After Xuanjing sat down, a group of female disciples stood behind him, and the noise of Huang Ying's chirping gradually sank, waiting for the explanation of this incident.

Xuanjing looked sideways at Yun Lan, Yun Lan also looked at it tacitly, the two looked at each other and smiled, and both glanced at Wan Beichen in unison.

The sisterhood between the two for many years knows the general meaning without speaking.

Then Yun Lan looked at Xiang Xuelan again, and then nodded, which was regarded as a greeting.

Xiang Xuelan bowed and smiled lightly. Although this smile was not aimed at Mu Wanfeng, it also made him dizzy for a while, and he had a feeling of being able to smile and have no regrets in this life.

Xiang Xuelan caught a glimpse of Mu Wanfeng, and was slightly surprised, there should be only this person in the hall, who is below the Jindan stage, right?

As if he had pinched the time, Qiu Fusheng slipped out a small teapot from behind the screen and circled around the hall in turn.

On each coffee table, there is a delicate tea bowl taken out of the storage ring, a total of eight, respectively, with the white tea that is bubbling white, and the fragrance is immediately filled with the hall.

Qiu Fusheng finally walked to Gu Taiqing's side, took a good cup of tea, and stood quietly aside, but he was very helpless in his heart, he was busy working in vain, who would care about drinking tea next.

As long as you don't fight, thank God......