Chapter 24

"What is Little Shimei doing running to the Guest Hall? Didn't we say we would go to the foot of the mountain to wander the meeting together?"

Old Two He Han said full of confusion.

Li Daoxuan didn't know either.

"Guess it's curiosity. Today the Five Sects Treasure Exchange Meeting officially begins, and several Sect Master seniors also took this opportunity to come. At this moment, they are talking with Master in the Guest Hall. Little Shimei has no chance to see such characters on weekdays, so naturally, she wants to take a good look." Li Daoxuan said with a smile.

He Han nodded in agreement.

After a while, the two finally arrived at the Guest Hall. Sure enough, they saw Little Shimei squatting in front of the window, peeping inside sneakily.

The two looked at each other and smiled, then walked up quietly and patted her shoulder lightly.

"Little Shimei——"

This sudden sound startled Lu Yaoyao. When she turned back and saw it was the two Shixiongs, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, she hurriedly made a shushing gesture, then pulled the two's arms close to the window and looked inside.

"Da Shixiong, Er Shixiong, who is the woman sitting on the far left above?" Lu Yaoyao pointed and asked curiously.

The two looked through the crack in the window, and then understood who Little Shimei was pointing at.

That was a middle-aged beautiful woman with a graceful figure, a high nose bridge, red lips and white teeth, and skin as white as snow, as if she had never been disturbed by time.

Especially the bright red dot on her forehead, which was as smooth and delicate as mutton-fat white jade, was like a red plum blooming on the snow, eye-catching and demonic.

What was even more eye-catching was that her silver hair mixed with a little green was coiled high, and the jade hairpin inserted in her hair added a sense of solemnity and elegance to her.

Li Daoxuan whispered: "She is the Sect Master of Qingyu Qingshu Qingshu Xian Zong, Dao name Xuanyou Immortal."

"Xuanyou?" Lu Yaoyao whispered softly, her eyes showing a look of contemplation.

Second Shixiong He Han's gaze fell on the faint silver hair hidden under Lu Yaoyao's jet-black hair, and then looked at the silver-with-green hair of Xuanyou Immortal in the hall, his eyes widened suddenly, as if he had discovered some incredible secret.

He then quietly transmitted his voice to Da Shixiong.

Da Shixiong Li Daoxuan looked around, but soon shook his head.

Perhaps it was just a coincidence. Master once said that when he was hunting sea beasts along the coast, he encountered a tornado there.

And Little Shimei fell from the sky, and she was seriously injured at that time; she should have been rolled into the sky by the hurricane.

How could she be related to the Sect Master of Qingyu Qingshu Qingshu Xian Zong?

But looking at Little Shimei's tangled appearance, Li Daoxuan's heart couldn't help but waver.

He couldn't help but ask: "Little Shimei, you... know her?"

Lu Yaoyao looked at the beautiful woman with a complex expression, her gaze a bit trance-like: "I don't know, perhaps she is just a stranger to me, or perhaps... she is really my relative."

As soon as this was said, the two's eyes were full of surprise.

This is a major discovery that must be told to Master immediately.

If the daughter of the Qingyu Qingshu Qingshu Xian Zong Sect Master is the precious disciple of the Taiqingmen Sect Master, then the relationship between these two families will become the most solid ally.

However, never heard that this Xuanyou Immortal had a Dao companion?

Soon, Lu Yaoyao pulled the two and left the Guest Hall quietly, saying seriously: "Two Shixiongs, I was talking nonsense just now, don't take it to heart, let's hurry down the mountain."

The two nodded, but Li Daoxuan, who had his hands behind his back, pinched a seal with his hands, and saw a mini paper crane fly out of his sleeve quietly, flying toward the hall behind him...

At this time in the hall, everyone was chatting and laughing, a scene of harmony after many years of reunion between old friends.

But in fact, although these Five Sects are allied with each other, the competition in secret is extremely fierce.

"Long time no see, Xuanyou Immortal is becoming more and more bright and moving." Jin Leizong Sect Master Lei Wuji had a full beard, looked rough, and praised Xuanyou Immortal with a loud voice.

Xuanyou Immortal shook her head with a smile: "What's bright and moving, time doesn't forgive people, it's no longer the look of that year."

Lei Wuji laughed loudly: "I think it's the same as that year. Xuanjizi, isn't your Tianji Sect good at deduction? Why not help the Immortal calculate, where is her true love now? Is it in this hall?"

Lei Wuji looked at the Tianji Sect Master sitting next to him and asked.

Xuanjizi wore a white robe with a Bagua pattern printed on it, his long beard fluttering with the wind. At this moment, he smiled bitterly and waved his hand: "This thing can't be calculated, and it can't be calculated. If it's really in the hall, I'm afraid it's only Sikong Senior Brother."

Several people looked at Cangyan Dao Palace Master Sikong Yan sitting next to them.

Sikong Yan was sitting quietly. He was in his middle age, and time had deposited a mature and steady charm on him.

His sword eyebrows slanted into his temples, his face contours were distinct, as if carved by a knife, every line was just right, perfectly blending the vicissitudes of middle age with the heroic spirit of a man.

A red robe was like a burning flame, enthusiastic and flamboyant.

Several people knew deeply that Sikong Yan had been chasing Xuanyou Immortal for many years and hadn't given up yet, but the falling flowers had intentions, and the flowing water had no love.

At this moment, Sikong Yan couldn't help but look at Xuanyou Immortal, but she turned her head slightly, pretending not to see, which made him smile helplessly.

Taiqingmen Sect Master Cao Zhengyang, Cangyan Dao Palace Master Sikong Yan, Qingyu Qingshu Qingshu Xian Zong Xuanyou Immortal, Tianji Sect Master Tianjizi, Jin Leizong Sect Master Lei Wuji.

These are the giants of the Five Sects.

Seeing the atmosphere was a bit awkward, Cao Zhengyang hurriedly changed the topic and guided everyone to talk about other things.

But just at this moment, a small crane rune flew over. After hearing the voice inside, Cao Zhengyang's expression changed slightly, and he subconsciously looked at Xuanyou Immortal.

Xuanyou Immortal also noticed it and asked in confusion: "Cao Shixiong, is there anything?"

Cao Zhengyang waved his hand hurriedly: "No, no, no, it's getting late. My sect has already prepared fine wine and delicacies. Please move to the Jade Dining Hall, let's eat and talk."

"Then trouble Cao Shixiong!"

"Polite, polite, hope everyone doesn't mind."

"Please!"

"Please!"

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Zhou Qing rested his chin on his hands, squatting beside San Shixiong's stall, watching him spit and talk to people, feeling very bored.

In fact, just as Shi Zhen Shijie said, the things on each stall were hard to distinguish between true and false, and most of them were deceptive.

As Yan Xiaohu made another deal, Zhou Qing applauded: "San Shixiong, you must treat me after closing the stall."

Yan Xiaohu narrowed his small eyes, full of pride: "That's a must. By the way, didn't have time to ask just now, what good things did you buy, let Brother take a look."

Zhou Qing had to take out the half-section bone.

Seeing this broken bone, Yan Xiaohu was stunned, a bit unbelievable.

"Just this?"

"Just this!"

"How much money?"

"Ten inferior-grade spirit stones."

"You, you, you... really have money to burn. Ten spirit stones for this broken bone? If you want to drink bone marrow, go to the fire kitchen's back kitchen, there's plenty." Yan Xiaohu looked as if he hated that iron couldn't become steel.

Too wasteful, even if you want to increase your knowledge, you don't do it like this.

"Forget it, forget it, as long as you are happy, anyway, the money is yours, spend it sparingly!"

Looking at Zhou Qing scratching his head and laughing foolishly, Yan Xiaohu didn't want to blame him too much, so he threw the bone over.

Zhou Qing didn't explain anything, and he didn't say much about Er Daye successively transforming into San Shixiong's appearance.

Saying too much would only make Shixiong worry, anyway, he already had the means of identification.

"Yan Shixiong, Zhou Shixiong, you are setting up a stall here!"

Just as Zhou Qing was drowsy, a pleasant voice sounded.

(End of chapter)