After Sima Xiao left, the protagonists of this Drunken Immortal Tower incident were only Dichen and Nie Jingtian, and the greedy wolf was recuperated by him to recover the contract space, and of course, there were later Xuanyuan Feng and Feng Qingyan.

"Let's go too!" said Dichen.

Nie Jingtian and several people glanced at each other, nodded one after another, and then prepared to say goodbye to Xuanyuan Feng and Feng Qingyan, since they have already appeared, they are from the God of War Sect, and they must not lose their due courtesy.

"Brother Xuanyuan, thank you very much this time, this happened today, and it is inconvenient for us to stay for a long time, so we will say goodbye first, and then invite Brother Xuanyuan to drink and thank you solemnly. ”

Nie Jingtian clenched his fist to Xuanyuan Feng, thanking him for appearing to stop Sima Xiao and hundreds of guards, otherwise Dichen and they would inevitably have a hard fight, and they would even be in danger of falling.

"Brother Nie, why do you bother to say thank you? You and I are both from the Righteous Path Sect, and we are originally senior brothers, so we should help each other. Xuanyuan Feng also responded politely with his fists, but his eyes swept to the slim Feng Qingyan on the side from time to time.

"The grace of helping each other should be grateful!" Nie Jingtian smiled and clenched his fists, in fact, he was extremely disgusted with this kind of etiquette, and Wen Crepe's acid was sour.

"Miss Feng, I'm really sorry for destroying the elegant place of the Drunken Immortal Tower. Nie Jingtian turned to Feng Qingyan and clenched his fists and apologized.

"Nie Gongzi doesn't need to care, this loss has already been borne by the City Lord Sima, and you don't have to mind. Feng Qingyan returned the courtesy elegantly.

"Then I'll take my leave!"

"Wait!" Feng Qingyan raised his hand to stop.

"I don't know if Miss Feng has any advice?" Nie was stunned for a moment and asked with a smile.

Feng Qingyan's beautiful eyes swept over several people one by one, and her eyes hid a deep unknown smile.

"Acquaintance is fate, if a few people don't dislike it, Qingyan has prepared a little wine in the private room on the third floor, please appreciate your face!" Feng Qingyan sent an invitation to Dichen and the five of them and Xuanyuan Feng.

"This ......" Nie Jingtian couldn't make a decision in an instant, and turned his eyes to a few people behind him, asking for their opinions.

Xuanyuan Feng was extremely excited, and said with a smile: "Miss Feng has an invitation, how can you refuse?"

Feng Qingyan smiled politely at Xuanyuan Feng, and then turned his head to look at Di Chen's side, waiting for their answer, keeping a faint smile on his face, not in a hurry, not in a hurry, not in a hurry.

Dichen looked at Feng Qingyan, happened to be looking at her, looked at her with a smile on his face, hurriedly withdrew his gaze, and nodded slightly after thinking for a while.

"Since Miss Feng invited, we might as well be respectful!" Nie Jingtian saw that a few people agreed, and responded to Feng Qingyan.

"Okay, several, upstairs, please!"

Feng Qingyan turned around with a smile and walked in front to lead the way, with a beautiful posture and unparalleled dignity. Dressed in red, as warm as a flame, but beautiful and refined.

The smile is pervasive, but there is always a smell of rejecting people for thousands of miles and not approaching people, which is extremely strange.

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Private room on the third floor

The private room, sure enough, deserves this title, the private room of the drunken fairy building is fresh and elegant, the sound outside can not come in, of course, the sound inside can not be heard outside, and the sound insulation effect is excellent.

A log table, a few green wood chairs, simple but not simple, the table is covered with expensive silk, the wine and food have already gathered, thinking that it was when Xuanyuan Feng arrived before, Feng Qingyan began to prepare.

That's why she and Xuanyuan Feng shouted to stop at the same time, but didn't show up later, it turned out that she was preparing wine and food.

"Everyone, it's rare to have a fateful acquaintance, I salute you!"

Feng Qingyan raised the small wine glass and signaled to everyone, smiling smartly.

"Miss Feng is polite, I'm honored!"

Xuanyuan Feng replied modestly with a smile, and hurriedly picked up the wine glass, Dichen and the others were not blind, how could they not see that he was in love with Feng Qingyan at first sight.

"That's right, our honor, thank Miss Feng for your kind invitation with this glass of wine!" Nie shocked in thanks and raised his glass.

Seeing this, Di Chen and Chu Yifeng also picked up their glasses, Huang Chong first put the wine glass to his nose and sniffed it lightly, and suddenly looked intoxicated, he didn't even hear Feng Qingyan shouting Cheers, Di Chen quickly pulled his clothes.

"Dry!" so Huang Chong also shouted, raising a glass and drinking together.

After three rounds of drinking, and the polite words were also said three times, Dichen couldn't calculate, how many big baskets could be fitted, anyway, he was about to fall asleep, and Huang Chong drank alone, ignoring the few people around him, regardless of it.

"Little Brother Xuanyuan doesn't seem to be in high spirits, isn't this wine and food unappetizing?"

Dichen was about to yawn, Feng Qingyan's voice came, and when she looked up, she was staring at her with a pair of beautiful eyes, with a smile on her face.

"Well, no, this wine and food are all delicious in the world!" Di Chen quickly sat up straight, smiled, and took a sip from his wine glass.

"It's good to be appetizing!" Feng Qingyan said with a smile, then glanced at Di Chen and turned to the other people, continuing to greet them.

Di Chen looked at the private room, looked at Feng Qingyan, and secretly guessed what her identity was, he felt that Xuanyuan Feng's attitude towards her was not just as simple as love at first sight.

In Xuanyuan Feng's eyes, he also saw respect and attention, obviously Feng Qingyan's identity is not simple, otherwise, with the respect of the War Sword Valley in the Eastern Wilderness, Xuanyuan Feng, as a promising disciple in the sect, would not be able to respect her so much.

"Miss Feng, you ......"

Dichen thought about it for a long time, but decided to ask Feng Qingyan to lead them into Sima Feng's room, and then disappeared from the service lady, expecting her to appear and help them clarify their suspicions.

"Little brother Dichen is too angry, if you don't give up, just call me Sister Qingyan or Sister Qingyan, it's always Miss Feng and Miss Feng's call, if you are not tired, I am tired when I listen to it. Feng Qingyan interrupted Di Chen and looked at him with a smile.

"Uh......" Di Chen was stunned, he didn't understand what she meant, didn't so many of them always call her Miss Feng?

This scene also seemed to the other people to have a sluggish expression, Qi Qi looked at Di Chen, Xuanyuan Feng looked at Di Chen's gaze a little puzzled, and a little unnatural, lowered his head to drink, I don't know what I was thinking.

Di Chen felt that his face was a little hot, he smiled, and also lowered his head to drink, Nie Jingtian and a few people looked at him, and then at Feng Qingyan, thoughtfully.

Huang Chong had been eating and drinking, but now he also took the time to extend his thumbs to Dichen under the table.

"Ahem, everyone calls me a light cigarette, Miss Feng sounds raw!"

Feng Qingyan saw everyone's eyes, and also noticed that something was wrong with her, and hurriedly smiled at a few people, saying that she treated everyone equally, and it was not any different for Dichen.

"By the way, what did little brother Dichen want to say just now?"

"I would like to ask who is the young lady who brought us into Sima Feng's room today, where is she now, and when did Sima Feng come here, and with whom?"

Dichen asked several questions in a row, and these questions were all of the most important thing, so as to find out who framed them.

Although several of them almost unanimously suspected that it was Luo Song, they did not have real evidence, and even if they found Luo Song, there was no way for that guy to admit them.

"This, I'll call someone to ask!" Feng Qingyan said, then opened the door of the private room and instructed the waiter to be on call at the door.

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On the way back to the inn, Di Chen had been thinking about the answers he had received in the Drunken Immortal Tower, trying to find out what clues he had gotten so that he could continue to find out who had framed them.

According to the waiter called by Feng Qingyan replied, Sima Feng came to the Drunken Immortal Building very early, and there were a few people with him, I don't know if it was his friend or a subordinate, but according to the waiter, Sima Feng seemed to be drunk when he came to the Drunken Immortal Building, and several people helped him into the house, and then his friends left one after another, and he was not allowed to enter the room without hearing Sima Feng's call.

Who is it? What kind of enmity do you have with them, and you want to frame them? Who killed Sima Feng, and who was so cruel and cruel?

"Is it Luo Song, the young master of the Whirlwind Gate?" Di Chen shook his head, no longer bothering to guess.

"You're back!"

Dichen was stunned for a moment, it turned out that he had returned to an inn unconsciously, and Qianchuan Yan was sitting on the second floor waiting for them.

"Well, is the matter done?" Di Chen asked as he sat down upstairs with a few others.

"It's done, it's done!" Qianchuan Yan was stunned for a moment, and then replied, his eyes flickering a little.

Dichen didn't care about it, but vaguely felt that she was a little strange today.

Everyone sat casually again, talked a few words and then went back to the house, Qianchuan Yan looked at the figure of Dichen returning to the house, and went back to his room to rest after a moment of silence.

In the next few days, Dichen and the others almost didn't go out, they just stayed in the inn, and even the sword fight rarely challenged, except for eating and cultivating, and of course, listening to Huang Chong's nagging during the day and snoring at night.

I don't know how his cultivation at the peak of the division-level Sevenfold Realm came about.

After a few more days, Dichen and Xuanyuan Feng met in an inn, several people sat together drinking and chatting, Xuanyuan Feng kept asking questions about Dichen's life experience, and I don't know if it was because they were all surnamed Xuanyuan or because Feng Qingyan's attitude towards Dichen was different last time.

And Dichen and they also heard some news from Xuanyuan Feng's mouth, it was a secret story about the accident of the treasure, and it is unknown what it is at present.

To the south of Sword City, there is a big mountain called White Smoky Mountain, a month ago it was rumored that someone saw the treasure light flickering, guessing what kind of great treasure appeared, this month has almost spread all over the world, but the poor few of them don't know anything.

But it's strange to say, they really haven't heard anyone talk about this secret in the teahouse restaurant, but they have been wondering why more and more people have come to Sword City recently, and there are not a few people who have advanced cultivation.

I didn't expect such a thing, but Huang Chong was so excited, he shouted all day long to take a look, and greed flashed in his eyes when he spoke, as if there was really a treasure in the White Smoky Mountain, and the treasure had fallen into his hands.

Every time Di Chen and the others saw him like this, they couldn't help but be curious, they didn't know what the treasures of the White Smoky Mountain he imagined in Huang Chong's mind were, weapons, spiritual flowers and fruits, or chicken legs and wild boar elbows?

However, everyone still unanimously decided that if there is really any movement at that time, they will go together to see what it is, and see what kind of artifact it is, according to what Huang Chong said, even if he can't step on the shit, he may be smashed by a pie.

In short, it's still a sentence, curiosity is at work!

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