Chapter 125 Conflict breaks out! The poisonous young master Qin Wuyan!
"The twenty-eight beauties have a body that looks like a crisp, delicate body that is soft and easy to push down."
A remark that was almost teasing.
Suddenly the sound echoed throughout the attic from an unknown direction.
As soon as this statement came out.
It immediately aroused dissatisfaction among the casual cultivators present.
"Who? Who is teasing the wonderful girl there?"
"Stand up if you have the ability! I want to..."
A big man stood up with a somewhat unhappy look on his face. His fierce eyes kept scanning the surroundings, as if he wanted to catch the person who spoke.
But at this moment, someone beside him pulled him.
"Huh?" The big man looked over unhappily.
I saw the person next to me silently pointing to the attic.
See this scene.
The big man's expression suddenly froze.
In the attic? Isn’t that the exclusive position of the big guys?
He looked up with a somewhat stiff expression.
I saw a young man in white wearing a bamboo hat leaning lazily on the balcony of the third floor. His face was half-hidden, making it difficult to see his specific appearance, but it could be seen from his indifferent posture... …
This man is very strong!
Terribly strong!
There was an invisible aura coming from me even before I got close!
It's so terrifying!
The big man froze in place.
His body trembled slightly. He didn't expect that he had inadvertently provoked a big boss who was at least the fourth level of Yuqing? !
This...
Many casual cultivators around him stayed away from him to avoid being dragged into trouble by him.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk."
Ji Changfeng lowered his eyes and looked at the big man below, his tone was indifferent, he shook his head and sighed: "Lick the dog, lick the dog, lick it to the end, and there will be nothing left."
As soon as this statement came out.
Everyone's expressions were slightly subtle.
But the big man heaved a sigh of relief. He understood that Ji Changfeng did not intend to be acquainted with him, so he quickly stood up and saluted him.
Finally left here in despair.
"Wonderful! Wonderful!"
At this moment, a voice full of laughter sounded.
Looking around, I saw a handsome young man holding a folding fan standing in the private room next to the boy in white. He glanced at Ji Changfeng with admiration and complimented:
"Taoism is friendly and elegant."
"To be able to say such elegant words, is it possible that he is a member of the same profession?"
Zeng Shushu winked at the boy in white.
See this scene.
Song Daren and others standing behind him looked at each other.
The moment they heard that voice, they discovered the true identity of the boy in white. Wasn't he Ji Changfeng?
For a moment, Song Daren and others were a little happy.
With Junior Brother Ji here, isn't Chishui City walking sideways?
Isn’t this?
Zeng Shushu immediately stood up and showed off.
Wen Min looked a little strange.
She raised her eyes and glanced at the young man in white next door, thinking - Junior Brother Ji, do we, Xue Qi, know that you are so arrogant?
Faced with Zeng Shushu’s inquiry.
The young man in white smiled faintly. He raised his hand and lowered the brim of his hat, and said with a faint smile: "Fellow Taoist, I don't know the common sayings. I only like to read some Spring and Autumn Annals in my life. I wonder if I am the same Taoist you say?"
"Chunqiu?" Zeng Shushu was slightly startled.
A smile immediately broke out on his face.
Brother Ji.
I didn't expect you to be such a person.
"It's the best, it's the best!"
"Fellow Taoist is really a role model for our generation!"
Zeng Shushu was all smiles.
For a moment, the only sound left in the attic was the discussion between the two of them.
The surrounding cultivators looked at each other in confusion.
But no one dared to stand up and say anything.
On the high platform, Jin Ping'er was slightly stunned.
She raised her eyes and glanced at Ji Changfeng and Zeng Shushu who were talking, and couldn't help but frown slightly.
She knew Zeng Shushu's identity.
She also knew the specific identities of the other four Qingyun disciples who were traveling with them, but unfortunately... the person she wanted to see didn't seem to be here?
No...that's not right!
Jin Ping'er had a thought in his mind.
She looked at the young man in white who was talking to Zeng Shushu, and her heart was slightly touched.
According to rumors.
Ji Changfeng has only been in Qingyun for five or six years. He is only about 17 or 18 years old. Now he looks like a young man. He also likes white clothes and a sword at his waist...
Jin Ping'er's eyes stared at the young man in white carefully, and she had some vague guesses in her heart.
Could it be?
Jin Ping'er's mind moved slightly.
Just when she was about to say something, a cold voice suddenly sounded from another private room on the third floor——
"How long are you two going to talk here?"
"We are here to participate in the poetry meeting, not to listen to you talk about romance."
As soon as this statement came out.
There was a sudden silence in the attic.
All the casual cultivators looked up.
They looked at each other and didn't dare to say anything.
After all, he is a big boss, so it doesn't matter if he scolds or fights.
As for their group of casual cultivators?
It's better not to get involved casually.
Otherwise, I don’t know how I will die by then.
On the high platform, Jin Ping'er's beautiful eyes flickered slightly. She looked at another attic. She knew the identity of the guests inside...
"A direct disciple of the old master of the Poison God of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect?"
Jin Ping'er's heart moved slightly.
She did not say anything to stop the conflict between Qin Wuyan and the people of Qingyun Sect, but just watched quietly, taking this opportunity to test it out...
Jin Ping'er's eyes looked at the young man in white wearing a bamboo hat.
Zeng Shushu frowned slightly.
He looked at the attic opposite and saw a sinister young man in green clothes standing in the private room. Behind him were two old men. It was obvious that his status was extraordinary...
For a while.
The atmosphere in the attic was a little heavy.
Song Daren and others looked at each other. They stood up quietly and stood behind Zeng Shushu, looking solemnly at Qin Wuyan opposite.
"Haha~"
Qin Wuyan sneered and said: "What? The master disciple of Qingyun Sect wants to use his power to suppress others?"
As soon as this statement came out.
There was a sudden commotion in the attic.
"What? Qingyunmen?
"Are they from the Qingyun Sect?!"
"Hiss—that's it! So he's an expert from the Qingyun Sect?"
All the casual cultivators looked at Zeng Shushu and his group with surprised eyes, pointing at them and saying something.
See this scene.
The faces of Song Daren and his party were a little ugly.
Zeng Shushu smiled lightly, unfolded the folding fan in his hand, and said in a calm tone:
"As the leader of the righteous path in the world, I, the Qingyun Sect, will naturally not behave like that to oppress others, but..."
"It's different for demon cult monsters."
Zeng Shushu stared at Qin Wuyan opposite him calmly.
As soon as this statement came out.
The noise in the attic rose again.
"What? Someone from the Demon Cult?"
"People from the Qingyun Sect and the Demon Sect are here? Are they here for the red dragon in the red water?"
The casual cultivators around him were talking a lot.
For a time, the atmosphere in the venue became increasingly tense.
In a certain private room.
The helmsman of Xiaoxiang Pavilion frowned slightly.
She looked at Jin Ping'er on the high platform, wanting to ask if she should step in to stop their quarrel?
But in the end, he just got a shaking head from Jin Ping'er.
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(End of chapter)