Zhou Yueting smiled, but she was stunned in her heart, pondered for a moment, blinked her big eyes and asked, "What do you mean by this?"

"I can feel that you're scared of him. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info "The black-clothed disciple's gaze was like lightning, and he seemed to be able to easily see through people.

Zhou Yueting was stunned for a moment, then suddenly covered her mouth and smiled: "Do you think I'm afraid of him? It's ridiculous, haha." ”

The black-clothed disciple frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice, "What are you laughing at?"

"He's my senior brother, why should I be afraid of him?" Zhou Yueting glanced up at the black-clothed demon cultivator, restrained the smile on her face, and whispered in his ear: "Let me tell you a secret, I have a relationship with him as a Taoist couple, but because our sect doesn't let internal disciples fornicate, it's ......."

The disciple raised his eyebrows, as if he understood, and sneered: "No wonder I see your eyebrows, it turns out that there is an indescribable relationship, this is not surprising." But you're telling me the secret so easily, aren't you afraid I'll tell anyone else?"

"Go ahead and tell me, anyway, our head won't know. Zhou Yueting blinked mischievously, looking indifferent.

"Tut-tut, I didn't expect to look at the innocent and lovely little girl to be so open. The black-clothed disciple snorted lightly, glanced at Zhou Yueting lightly, pursed his lips with disdain, and waved his sleeves away.

After he left, Zhou Yueting suddenly put away the smile on her face, looked in the direction where the disciple left for a moment, her eyes flashed, and seeing that Lan Feng was about to walk to the door of the main hall, she took a deep breath and hurriedly followed.

When he was still ten zhang away from the main hall, Lan Feng suddenly stopped, his eyes flashed slightly, and he raised his head.

"This Tree ......"

Following Lan Feng's gaze, Zhou Yueting also looked up, thought for a moment, and frowned: "Isn't this a kapok tree?"

"You know?" Lan Feng's expression moved, and he lowered his head and stared deeply into Zhou Yueting's eyes.

Zhou Yueting pursed her lips and said with a look of disgust: "This tree is very common in the world, it blooms first, and only grows leaves after the flowers fall. When I had not yet stepped into the fairy gate, the mountain behind my house was full of this kind of kapok tree, and every spring, the kapok tree bloomed, red and white. The smell of kapok everywhere made me dizzy, and over time, I felt that the smell was very annoying, and the shadow of childhood is still impressive. ”

Lan Feng's expression suddenly darkened, shook his head and smiled bitterly, and looked up at the ceiba tree with bleak branches and leaves again, without saying a word.

"Did I say something wrong?" Zhou Yueting pondered inwardly, waiting quietly behind Lan Feng.

The main hall of the Heavenly Demon Sect is very simple, I don't know if it's because the demon cultivators are so casual, there is no superfluous decoration in it.

At the top of the hall sat a hideous white-haired old man, dressed in a black robe, and on the sleeves of his shirt were embroidered with many strange patterns and stripes with golden threads.

On the simple futon of His Highness, there are four figures of different styles, all of whom have a small round table in front of them, on which are placed some fruits, and a strange wine glass.

"Genchuan senior, the last time I came, each three-flavor grass plant would bear two fruits, but this year there are only two in total, it seems that not everyone of us can get their wish. ”

A dwarf of short stature first hugged his fist respectfully at the old man in the hall, and then his eyes turned and swept over the faces of several other people with great meaning.

The old man snorted lightly, and said with a solemn expression: "The acquisition of the three-flavor fruit can not be divided into first-come, first-come, first-come, since the supply exceeds demand this time, then it must only be through the form of auction." ”

"Auction?" The red-clothed young man who was sitting side by side with the dwarf suddenly opened his eyebrows and smiled: "The deal is good, my sect has never lacked treasures." ”

Another gray-haired old man, sitting on a futon beside him, closed his eyes and seemed to be very disdainful of these people's words, and there was a graceful woman in purple, with a light purple veil under her eyes, looking straight ahead.

"You are not the only ones who want to get the three-flavor fruit, just now the disciple came to report, and there is another sect that is already waiting outside, and it is estimated that it will not be long before you can enter the hall. Xuanchuan, the black-robed old man above, touched his beard and said leisurely.

"Is there anyone else??" The middle-aged dwarf's face suddenly sank, and he stood up from the futon, but there was not much difference from not standing up.

Although the other people didn't show too much excitement, they were also a little curious in their hearts.

"It seems to be called Wan He Zong. Xuanchuan squinted and thought carefully for a moment, touched his chin and said, "Ten Thousand Swords Sect, yes, it's called Ten Thousand Swords Sect." ”

"Ten Thousand Swords Sect, I don't seem to have heard much of this sect, it's a small sect, right?" The red-clothed young man next to him who had been swearing was full of mockery.

The old man, who was closing his eyes and recuperating on the side, opened his eyes slightly, with an interested look in his eyes, and slowly spoke: "An old man's scattered immortal friend knows the former elder in it, and I heard that the sect has been occupied by someone a few days ago, and I heard that he is still a young monk. ”

"Young monk?" Xuanchuan also seemed to be a little surprised, the movement of brushing his beard in his hand stopped, and he frowned: "On your nameless island, how many sects are headed by young people?"

The middle-aged dwarf man also frowned, touched his chin thoughtfully, and said as if he was right or wrong: "Among the well-known sects, there should only be Yue Mingxin, the head of Mingxin Pavilion. ”

The young man in red snorted lightly and pouted: "Yue Mingxin is already a genius-level figure, and the Xuanchuan seniors naturally know it, you say it again now, isn't it a bunch of nonsense?"

The middle-aged dwarf's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he said coldly: "You are just a disciple, and you dare to talk to me like this." ”

Xuanchuan's face was gloomy, and he said angrily: "What, are you two planning to compete in my Heavenly Demon Sect?"

The middle-aged afterglow of the dwarf swept the corners of the red-clothed disciple's mouth slightly up, and his face was instantly cloudy, but this was not his territory, and he couldn't do it.

Just when the atmosphere was a little awkward, the woman in purple slightly straightened the hair on her sideburns and stood up from the futon.

Her actions immediately attracted the attention of everyone around her, and even Xuan Chuan, who had always had a cold face, suddenly eased a lot the moment she saw the woman in purple get up.

The woman's gait was light, she stepped forward slowly, and her slender jade hand patted the lilac storage bag on her waist, and a crystal box appeared in an instant, and she placed it on the auction table in front of her.

"Colorful Xia Yi!" The red-clothed disciple recognized the treasure in the crystal box at a glance, and his eyes widened in surprise.

"It is rumored that as long as you wear the colorful Xia clothes, it is equivalent to having the incorruptible body of King Kong, and this thing should be a peerless treasure. ”