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The seats of each family on the Bainian Terrace are well-organized and well-organized, the seats are separated for the elders and the younger, and the scene arrangement is no worse than that of the Zhengcheng School.

Although it was scheduled to start at noon, many families arrived early.Xiao Qianhua was very meticulous in his work, and he had already made arrangements for it. All the families who came early were guided into the arena by disciples from the Wanhua Sect. The scene was orderly and there was no chaos at all.

It was almost noon, and the people from the Wanhua Mountain Gate who were the hosts arrived.

First of all, Sheng Maojing was dressed in a black Taoist cloak, which was self-contained.Followed by Fu Lisu, Leng Qingjue, Bie Aiyuan, Zhan Tingqi, Shangqing and Chen, only Yanhai was not seen.

The people on both sides of the table could not help but whispered:

"Why don't you see Lord Yan Shan..."

"...That's right, I came here just to see him..."

"However, meeting that Lord Leng Shan is also a feast for the eyes..."

"Shhh - stop talking, people are coming..."

The sound was released, and everyone's eyes immediately focused on the person who walked in through the door.As soon as the visitor walked in, no one in the hall made a sound to discuss.Shang Qingchen laughed inwardly, this is what he wanted.

The first thing people noticed when the visitor came was not the aura that made people feel ashamed, but the face.Leng Qingjue can be ranked second in the list of beauties, and her looks are naturally excellent, but more people are attracted to Leng Qingjue when they first see Leng Qingjue because of her indifferent temperament.The person who came here didn't need anything extra, just with that face, it was enough to make people unable to move their eyes away.There are quite a few female cultivators who think they are beautiful, but secretly compare themselves to Yan Hai's face in their hearts, but they are all very ashamed of themselves.Such a person cannot be compared with them.It's good to see such a level, and it is definitely not something that can be cultivated by cultivating immortals.

Yan Hai walked in slowly, although his face was a little pale, but there was still a faint smile on his lips, which made people feel relieved.Just when most people were looking at Yan Hai's face in fascination, few people noticed that his lower body was very weak, and he even staggered a little.Leng Qingjue glanced at Gu Wei who was half a step behind him, although his movements were not obvious, they were indeed supporting Yan Hai.

Zhan Tingqi also saw it, and conveyed his thoughts to Fu Lisu, saying: "Brother, is Brother Yan still recovering?"

Fu Lisu just shook his head slightly and didn't answer him.Zhan Tingqi also had no choice but to suppress his thoughts, thinking about asking after the breakup.

After the master and apprentice of Hengyun Mountain, Hang Hehuan and others were led in by Lu Jinger.Looking at this group of young people with extraordinary looks, his eyes brightened again. The top three in the previous Hundred Immortals Trial were among these six people. knowable.In addition, quite a few people came out of the self-ashamed appearance just now and turned into flirting, but unfortunately, all these flirting were in vain.

There were also quite a few casual cultivators during the banquet, and Wen Zangan, who was squeezed out after being ranked top three, was among them.Wen Zang'an shook the wine cup in his hand, glanced at Hang Hehuan, who was on Lu Jing'er's left, and laughed inexplicably, then looked away, and drank on his own.On the contrary, Xiaoyunmen took the fourth place in the Hundred Immortals Trial, and Zhang Lingge, a very popular rookie who came in, was not in Xiaoyunmen's seat.

Although the seniors and youngsters are divided into seats at this banquet, it is different from the previous Zhengcheng School.There are only long seats in the front row, and small seats in the back row.In this way, the master is followed by the disciples, and each sect and sect are clearly divided, so there is no need to make additional arrangements.

When Lu Jinger and his party sat down behind their respective masters, all the guests who had the banquet were present.Sheng Maojing didn't get up either, he just waved his sleeves and announced the opening of the meeting.

This is stepping on someone's house, and everyone at the banquet knows it well.It's just that Ji Haonan couldn't help but smile while clenching his hands in his sleeves, and then secretly cursed a few words in his heart.

Although there were people who toasted each other at the banquet to get closer, but Yan Hai sat there, coupled with the deserted Jue, everyone was more than half careful in their actions, and they never saw anyone making noise.You still have to behave in front of the immortals, even if you can't leave a good impression, you can't leave a bad impression.

Lu Jinger gave Hang Hehuan and the others a look, and as soon as they received it, they got up and walked to Yanhai's table with their wine glasses in their hands.

Lu Jing'er raised the wine cup and said, "Congratulations to Uncle Yan for leaving the customs."

Hang Hehuan, Xiao Qianhua and others also raised their wine cups and said in unison: "Congratulations, Master Yan, for leaving the customs."

Yan Hai raised the wine cup in front of him with a smile, and his gentle voice was like purifying, "Thank you, my nephews."

While drinking, Hang Hehuan quietly looked at Yan Hai, and sighed secretly in his heart: "Finally, I know why Master is only ranked second on the list of beauties... This Master Yan Haiyan is not only good-looking, but also very attractive." Don't dare to infringe, the temperament alone makes people dare not be obscene. Really a person who is like a fairy..."

Hang Hehuan could see it very clearly, especially the delicate hands holding the wine cup.Following her hand upwards, her eyes fixed on the thin rings that Yan Hai wore on both wrists.I can't tell what kind of material it is, but it is very small and fits just right between the wrists.

Uncle Yan, does he still like to wear bracelets?

Hang Hehuan shook his head in his heart, maybe it's not sure what kind of spiritual treasure it is... Putting down the wine cup, his eyes glanced up casually, and he barely stopped between Yanhai's neck.

From Yan Hai's neck to the base of his ears, there is a dark red mark, it doesn't look like he was bitten by some kind of mosquito, right?By the way, are there mosquitoes on Hengyun Mountain? ...Uh...no, it seems...it's a trace of being sucked out...it seems to be...is it...a hickey? ! !

Hang Hehuan didn't dare to look any more, closed his eyes, but bumped into Gu Wei who was standing beside Yan Hai again.Gu Wei also stared at her, her half-smile made her shiver secretly, Hang Hehuan was terrified by his staring.Immediately, they followed Lu Jing'er and Xiao Qianhua and left the front of Yan Hai's banquet.

Except for the few of them, no one dared to toast in front of Yan Hai, they could only watch from a distance.But they didn't let them last long, and soon Yan Hai left the scene, and everyone couldn't help feeling sad when they saw Yan Hai's figure covered by Gu Wei, they haven't seen enough yet...

But Hang Hehuan breathed a sigh of relief seeing Gu Wei leave.

Originally, Hang Hehuan, as the top of the list of the Hundred Immortals Trial, should have to socialize constantly.Naihe Leng Qingjue sat in front of her, her face was as cold as ice, although she was beautiful, it made people stop.

Therefore, the task of constantly entertaining all fell to Xiao Qianhua and Lou Yiteng.

Hang Hehuan took a break, moved to Leng Qingjue's side, and asked in a low voice: "Master, is Brother Gu and Master Yan on good terms?"

Leng Qingjue rubbed the wine cup in his hand, said indifferently, "It should be good."

should?

Hang Hehuan recalled the hickey marks he saw, and felt suspicious. If even his master didn't know how the relationship between the two of them was, then there seemed to be a real problem, and it was not a small problem...

After all, when Cai Yanhai talked to them just now, he didn't seem to be full of spiritual energy.

"That...you, you are Wanji Mountain Hang Hehuan, right?"

Hearing his name, Hang Hehuan raised his head and looked at the woman in taupe-colored clothes in front of him, stood up, with a gentle face, and said, "Exactly, what's the matter with you?"

The woman in lotus root clothes squeezed the wine cup in her hand a little awkwardly, and said, "I... I'm here to thank you..."

"Thank me?" Hang Hehuan was a little curious. There are only a handful of things she has done to help others so far.

The woman in lotus root clothes felt a little shy without realizing it, and said, "If you hadn't rescued me in the Jiwang paddock that day, I'm afraid I would have died at the mouth of Xiangliu..."

Hang Hehuan only saw a group of female cultivators that day, and couldn't remember who was who and who, but it was hard to say this, so he just said: "You're welcome."

The woman in lotus root clothes moved forward the wine cup in her hand, "I, I would like to offer you a toast. I wonder if I can show you face?"

How much wine can be held in a small cup, not to mention that it was brought to him, and it was not good, so he refused directly, so he had to reach out to pick it up.

Leng Qingjue, who was sitting on the table, said, "Your shoulder injury is still unhealed, so don't drink alcohol."

When the woman in lotus root clothes heard this, her face flushed red with embarrassment, and she hurriedly said, "I, I didn't know you couldn't drink... sorry..."

Hang Hehuan still replied decently: "No problem."

But she complained in her heart: Now that she can't drink alcohol, then she went to respect Yanhai just now, did she respect Qingshui?

On the other hand, the woman said "sorry" repeatedly while holding the wine cup after hearing Leng Qingjue's words, and left.Just as Hang Hehuan was about to continue talking to Leng Qingjue, her left arm suddenly felt like it was being pricked by a needle, and it was not like the past at all, it was just faint, and her face suddenly turned pale due to the pain.

Leng Qingjue noticed her strangeness, and immediately got up and pulled her arm, the wrist exposed outside the sleeve faintly had purple black stretching upwards.Frowning, lowering his voice, he asked, "What's going on?"

Hang Hehuan gritted his trembling teeth and shook his head, but the pain became worse in the next second, and he almost fainted, standing there precariously.Just when she was shaking and about to fall, Leng Qingjue immediately hugged her horizontally, and quietly avoided the crowd and left the scene.But Leng Qingjue and Hang Hehuan were too eye-catching, even if they avoided people, they were still seen by many people.

"Hey, isn't that the Lord Leng Shan of Wanji Mountain? Why did you leave early?"

"Who is that in her arms?"

"...You don't even know this, Hang Hehuan is the number one in the Hundred Immortals Trial..."

"Oh, I know, why did she let me hug you?"

"Didn't she get injured when she beheaded Xiangliu girl? Maybe she didn't get well..."

"Oh, like this……"

Ji Haonan, who was invited, listened to the words around him, and smiled with the corners of his lips blocked by the wine cup, and whispered something to the person beside him, who nodded his head and quickly disappeared into the field. But no one noticed.

Seeing that Xiao Qianhua, Lou Yiteng and others were still very lively around there, Ji Haonan drank the wine in the cup, it was a bit spicy, but it was just right.

Over there, Leng Qingjue brought Hang Hehuan back to Wanji Mountain instead of going to Qingyao Mountain.

Within the Abode of Wanji Mountain.

Leng Qingjue put Hang Hehuan flat on the bed, the pain passed, and then Hang Hehuan recovered.Seeing Leng Qingjue's worried expression, he forced a smile and said, "Master, don't worry, I'm fine."

"How could it be so suddenly?" Fu Lisu's medical skills are absolutely trustworthy to her, and there is no reason why it took so long for her to have an attack.

Hang Hehuan shook her head, she was also very curious, and said: "It's okay, Master, don't worry."

Leng Qingjue gently rolled up her left sleeve, and sure enough, the entire left arm has turned a dark purple color, which is very frightening.Leng Qingjue got up immediately and said, "I'll call my brother over."

Before Hang Hehuan had time to call Leng Qingjue to stop, she had already left the door.

It was also very strange, as soon as Leng Qingjue walked on his front foot, he didn't feel any pain in his back foot arm, and the purple-black color also faded.As soon as Hang Hehuan sat up and put down his sleeves, there was a shout from outside, "Senior Sister! Senior Sister!"

The voice should be Ning Zhan, but Ning Zhan probably didn't know she was back, so why did he go straight here to find her?

Although I had doubts in my heart, I still went out and opened the door for him. Seeing his anxious expression, I asked, "What's going on?"

Ning Zhan finally settled down when he saw Hang Hehuan, took a quick breath, and said: "Senior sister, go down and have a look, there is a group of disciples who say it is Fushen Mountain who are making trouble, and they insist on looking for you!"

Hang Hehuan asked back: "Looking for me?"

Ning Zhan nodded desperately, "Senior sister, go and have a look, several of our senior brothers have been injured, and they also injured Ah Ling!"

Hang Hehuan frowned when he heard the words, Wanhua Mountain Gate forbids fighting with each other, why did people from Fushen Mountain come to Wanji Mountain suddenly?Still picked this time?

If it was a coincidence, she would never believe it.

But if it is not a coincidence, who is the one who designed all this?Who can count everything so delicately?