Canghuan Seven Palaces

For the fish fillet, Feng Lan blushed slightly, and said in a low voice: "Master, I tasted it just now, this fish fillet tastes good, would you like to try it?"

Si Cangqing glanced at Feng Lan, then at the fish fillet in front of him, expressionless.

"...the fishbone has been picked out." Looking at Si Cangqing who was indifferent, Feng Lan's voice trembled slightly. Although her face was calm, the hand holding the chopsticks was already a little weak.

"Are you going to feed me?" After a while, Si Cangqing asked casually.

"Ah," Feng Lan's face became hot, and she hurriedly put the fish fillet into Si Cangqing's bowl, then withdrew her hand, not daring to look at it, and began to eat vigorously.

"Whatever you want to do, just do it." Si Cangqing said suddenly, with a touch of displeasure in his words, "Don't be coy." He knew that he was very indifferent to people, but he wasn't some kind of ferocious ghost or beast. , is it that scary?

Hearing this, Feng Lan looked at Si Cangqing in surprise, who was slowly eating the fish fillet she had caught, and then said lightly: "More."

Couldn't help but smile, Feng Lan raised the corners of her lips, picked up a few more fish fillets, and carefully removed the fishbone.

His master is actually not really indifferent!Maybe it's just because I was lonely since I was a child, and I developed such a cold and indifferent temperament.Thinking of this, Feng Lan couldn't help but feel a little sad. Although she encountered ups and downs, Si Cangqing was not much better!He is obviously a prince, but he has a family and cannot return.Mother died tragically, father was seriously ill...

"What's the matter?" Si Cangqing looked at Feng Lan who was staring at her in a daze with some doubts. Ever since Feng Lan hugged her and cried in Zhaoyang City, Feng Lan was more and more frequently staring at her in a daze.Involuntarily reaching out to touch his face, Si Cangqing frowned almost invisibly, as if there was nothing strange growing on his face!

"No, it's nothing." Feng Lan quickly turned her eyes away shyly, and said hastily, "The fish fillets are ready."

Seeing the faint satisfaction in Si Cangqing's eyes while eating the fish fillets, Feng Lan couldn't help but smile heartily.Si Cangqing is cold-hearted, but he likes delicious food, but he has a loose nature, and he is unwilling to do anything that is troublesome.

In fact, it feels very good to be able to watch Si Cangqing's satisfaction when enjoying the food like this...

Peace of mind, those responsibilities, those hatreds seem to be far away.

"Aren't you going to eat?" Si Cangqing glanced at Feng Lan who had started to daze again, and asked casually.

"I've already eaten." The heat on her face faded a little, Feng Lan smiled heartily, and her resolute face was instantly softened.

Seeing the other party smiling inexplicably, Si Cangqing was slightly surprised, so he stopped thinking about it.

That's it!

The inn where people come and go is warm and peaceful.

"Qingqing, we meet again!"

A frivolous voice broke the vague ambiguity, and the visitor turned around and sat beside Si Cangqing. He was close to Si Cangqing's face, but was separated by a sword.

"Ah, be careful, hero." Pan Qi smiled and looked at Feng Lan who had stood up with a cold expression on his face, "Swords have no eyes. I have never done anything harmful to nature."

"You," Feng Lan said coldly, "follow us all the way, what are your plans!"

"I'm wronged," Pan Qi exaggerated, looked at Si Cangqing, and smiled strangely, "I didn't follow you, I just heard that there is a martial arts conference here, and I just want to see the excitement!"

When the topic changed, Pan Qi asked: "I think you two are also here to participate in the martial arts conference, right?"

After slowly eating the last bite of food, Si Cangqing slowly got up and signaled Feng Lan to put away his sword. After all, this place is where people gather, and he didn't want to make any noise.

"Qingqing is so ruthless," Pan Qi smiled and stood in front of Si Cangqing, his eyes were deep, "I don't say a word to your seventh brother, it really hurts his heart..."

Si Cangqing finally set his eyes on him, and immediately led Feng Lan away, leaving only a cold sentence:

"Don't think about hitting me, you don't have that life to bear!"

This is absolute provocation and contempt!Pan Qi watched the two disappear by the stairs, her expression changed a few times, and she suddenly laughed in a low voice.

——Feng Qing, Feng Qing, I want to see, how can I not bear that fate? !

A game of hunting and conquest quietly kicks off...

Wandering around the rivers and lakes

On the stage, there are swords and swords; off the stage, crowds are surging.

The martial arts conference held every five years in the rivers and lakes of the Canghuan Kingdom is going on fiercely; at the same time, the martial arts conference is also a stage for the change of martial arts leaders in the past dynasties.

Deep in the crowd, Si Cangqing and Feng Lan sat quietly, watching the competition on the field and the status of the members of the various sects off the field.

The highest position, the current leader of the martial arts alliance, Yufei, the head of the Qingyu Sect, observes the crowd unfathomably. Beside him, all the seniors and masters with reputation in the rivers and lakes are sitting, whispering to each other from time to time.

Slowly withdrawing his gaze, Si Cangqing leaned back, leaned on the back of the chair, and closed his eyes.

"Master, are you tired?" Facing Feng Lan, who observed Si Cangqing's every move very minutely, looked at Si Cangqing who looked a little bit wrong, feeling a little worried.

Shaking his head slightly, Si Cangqing opened his eyes, then looked at the stage again, "Let's go!"

Slightly surprised, Feng Lan was a little puzzled, "Don't you want to watch it?" They haven't been here for long!

Si Cangqing didn't respond. He came here to participate in the martial arts conference. His purpose was to understand the power of the martial arts sects in today's world. Now he basically has a general idea in his mind, so there is no need to stay any longer. The detailed situation can only be found in the people of Dongyinglou investigation.As for who will be the leader of the martial arts alliance in the end, it has nothing to do with him.It's just that Yufei from Qingyumen might not be a good match.

Glancing at Yufei, who was in the upper position, Si Cangqing got up and wanted to leave.

"What's wrong?" Feng Lan looked at Si Cangqing and suddenly stopped, followed his line of sight to Yufei strangely, and said in a low voice, "That Yufei..."

Si Cangqing stared at the above with unpredictable eyes for a while, and said slowly: "Let's go!"

Yufei?It seems that Dongying Studio needs to investigate further.

Feng Lan didn't ask any more questions, and followed Si Cangqing quietly into the crowd, and walked out...

"Qingqing, why are you in such a hurry to leave before the martial arts conference is over?"

The frivolous voice that was already quite familiar rang above Si Cangqing and the two of them again. When they looked up, it was Pan Qi, sitting on the top of the tree with a smile on his face.

Feng Lan's complexion darkened, her eyes were full of displeasure, and she stared at Pan Qi.This person has always appeared beside them like a shadow at a certain moment in the past few days. Feng Lan intuitively felt that Pan Qi had a great interest in Si Cangqing, and this interest disliked him very much.

Of course, Si Cangqing ignored Pan Qi except for warning him that day, as if there was no such person.

Raising his eyebrows and looking at Feng Lan, who was obviously displeased, Pan Qi chuckled nonchalantly, his words were somewhat seductive, "Qingqing, since you are here to participate in the martial arts conference, you must see something interesting before leaving!"

The corners of his mouth were unabashedly playful, Pan Qi caressed his chin, his eyes flowed, and he looked at the ring from a distance, "I heard that Piao Miao Palace will also come to participate in the martial arts conference today, aren't you curious?"

Misty Palace?Si Cangqing stopped and turned to look at Pan Qi, who was smiling harmlessly.

"Lan," Si Cangqing called out, then jumped up lightly and also sat on the top of the tree.Seeing Si Cangqing's movements, Feng Lan also flew up to the branch, and sat between Si Cangqing and Pan Qi, separating them.

"Master Lan," Pan Qi said with a smile, "I'm afraid this tree won't be strong enough to bear the weight of three big men."

Feng Lan ignored the other party.

Consciously touching his nose in a bored manner, Pan Qi stopped making noise, just watched the competition on the ring with interest, and occasionally murmured to himself, "Tsk tsk, at this level, he is still the master of the sect!"

"Desperately working hard, for the name of a martial arts leader, it's not worth it..."

"If they know that all these efforts are in vain, what will they think?" As he spoke, Pan Qi looked at Si Cangqing, as if asking himself, and also as if asking Si Cangqing.

Si Cangqing was silent from beginning to end.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion on the field.The three people on the tree hurriedly looked over, but saw dozens of people in white clothes suddenly descended from the sky and landed in the middle of the ring.

It was obvious at a glance that the man with the gauze hat in the middle was the leader of these men in white.

"Misty Palace?!"

There was a commotion in the arena, and everyone from all sects quickly drew their weapons and pointed at the man in white on the ring, "Demon Cult monster, don't be arrogant, I will take your life today!"

"Haha," the leader of the man in white smiled arrogantly, "Just relying on you rabble?"

"Presumptuous!" The crowd roared.

Above the arena, there was chaos.People from the various sects all started fighting with the people from the Misty Palace.The original competition was also messed up.

Watching the chaotic scene, Feng Lan frowned slightly, and looked at Si Cangqing, "Why are there so many people from the Jianghu, they can't beat the dozen or so people from Piaomiao Palace..."

Si Cangqing watched everyone on the field with cold eyes, and answered Feng Lan's question indifferently: "Xiao Gong San."

Xiaogong San, a colorless and odorless drug, can dissipate one's internal energy invisibly without people noticing, and it often takes three or two days to recover.

Looking at the bewildered people from various sects in Jianghu in astonishment, Feng Lan murmured: "No wonder, Piaomiao Palace is called the Demon Cult."

◇Cang ◇ Huan ◇ Seven ◇ Palace ◇

"Ha ha."

Feng Lan suddenly heard the person beside her chuckle, and looked over coldly. The other person was looking at her with great interest, frowned slightly, and stopped looking at him.

"master……"

"Let's go." Si Cangqing looked at it for a while, then lost interest, floated down gently, and left without looking back.

"Why-