Nameless Ghost Doctor

"Miss Lin! Master Wu!" Yayoi hurriedly led the two of them from one end of the street to the other.

"Brother, it seems that someone is looking for us over there." There were two white lights in the crowd, flickering and flickering, very dazzling.

"Well, it seems to be two little masters, Yayoi and Mile." Wu Yuehen looked around immediately, and sure enough, he saw three people walking towards them. "Xie Lang is here too."

"Xie Qingge? No wonder I didn't see him back yesterday. So I met an old friend. Brother, let's go too."

"it is good."

I really didn't expect to meet an old friend in Wuling City, which is considered a blessing.

"I've met Miss Lin, no son." Yayoi beamed with joy, there was still some time before the martial arts conference, and it was a good time to formally visit relatives and friends and make friends.

"I didn't expect to meet the two of you here. It's also because of fate." If Shaolin helps, it will definitely get twice the result with half the effort.

Wu Yuehen's smiling face remained the same, but Xie Qingge avoided it, "Brother Wu shouldn't blame me, right?" '

"We just arrived in Wuling City yesterday, and we met Mr. Xie, and we said that we would visit the two of you. We met before we went. It's a great fate." Yayoi laughed straight, rough and casual, very kind Cool.

"It's been a long time since our last farewell." Lin Xiyao was genuinely happy, "It's freezing cold now, let's not stand on the street."

"Okay, there is a restaurant and teahouse here, let's sit down and chat." Yayoi casually pointed to the nearest teahouse, and was about to invite them in.

"What's on Xie Lang's mind?" Wu Yuehen couldn't help frowning slightly because Xie Qingge always felt that Xie Qingge was deliberately avoiding it.

"Ah? No, hehe... It's just that I just remembered that the people from Black Feather Pavilion live near here. Why don't you invite us to get together for such a rare opportunity?"

Xie Qingge laughed a few times, if there were more people, his attention would not be on me, God bless, God bless.

"Moyu Pavilion?" Mi Le smiled An Ran, but Yayoi listened closely to the words and asked aloud.

"In that case, why don't you invite me to chat with you?" The senior brother is in a bad mood these days, and the crowd is more lively, so let Qiu Muxue, that vixen, come too, hum.

Seeing that Lin Xiyao nodded in agreement, Xie Qingge was very grateful, "Fortunately, there is someone who is easy to fool. '

"Master Yayoi, I probably don't know. After we parted from you two, we met the young master of Black Feather Pavilion and his two junior sisters. They live not far away. Could you invite them to come with us?"

Wu Yuehen inquired politely, Xie Qingge checked the people and went to invite them, and several people found a private seat to talk about the interesting things they had seen and heard along the way.

It turned out that after bidding farewell to them, Yayoi and Miyue followed their master's teachings, visited major Shaolin hosts, and stayed overnight. Although there were no thrills along the way, there were also adventures.

"I heard that this martial arts conference is different from the previous ones? The Demon Sect also wants to participate?"

Mi Le remained silent, but Yayoi chattered non-stop. As soon as these words came out, Wu Yuehen's face darkened a little.

"What does it have to do with us not participating? As long as you don't let them take away the title, it's up to him whether to participate or not." Xie Qingge hastily filled a round of tea for several people.

"That's true. But, what do you think of the leader of the martial arts? I heard that it seems that the devil's sect has captured a generation of heroes, He Yu, and they insisted on coming to this martial arts conference..."

The teacup in Wuyuehen's hand shook involuntarily, and Yayoi crossed her legs, still going her own way.

"You talk about the Devil's Cult, you're shameless enough, you take it and refuse to admit it, and you threaten it... Bah~"

Yayoi spat out a melon seed rind, Mi Le's face was gloomy, and he felt a little bit of blame, and then he realized that he looked at a few people, but fortunately no one noticed, and he was relieved.

"Where did you hear this? How come the more you say it, the more outrageous it is?" Lin Xiyao blamed in a low voice, peeking at Wu Yuehen's face from the corner of her eye.

Fortunately, Xie Qingge wiped off the water stains long ago, and filled another glass for him, 'Oh, this Yayoi is really not a good bird! '

"Depending on the time, people should be here." Xie Qingge pretended to be calm, it seemed that Mo Yuntian and the others should be here too.

"Mr. Xie, is there something wrong with the people of Mo Yu Pavilion, why is it delayed?" Mi Le also changed the subject.

"What are you talking about in Moyu Pavilion? Why are you so arrogant..." After waiting for so long, Yayoi felt a little dissatisfied.

"I'm really sorry to keep everyone waiting for a long time." He heard his voice before seeing anyone.

"Isn't it here?" Xie Qingge didn't believe that Mo Yuntian wouldn't come.

Sure enough, as soon as the door was opened, I saw a pair of autumn-sheared eyes, bright and dazzling, shining with awe-inspiring heroism, two willow-leaf eyebrows fluttered on them, the bridge of the tall nose hung on the thin and moderate lips, jet-black hair , to set off the poetic luster of his pearl-white neck under the bun, the sharp-edged jaw, and a rebellious aura, the slender and tall figure is covered under a gorgeous purple silk dress, with one hand holding Holding a folding fan, he hugged the woman in his arms with one arm.

The woman's hair is thick and smooth, hanging down her waist, and her hair is coiled into a bun. The jade hairpins are loosely held up, her eyebrows are dark without any trace, her skin is white without powder, charming and natural, her figure is graceful, and she is full of vitality style.

Both of them are wearing purple clothes, the relationship is self-evident.Xie Qingge, Wu Yuehen and the others were already familiar with this, and invited them to sit down after only saying hello.

But Yayoi and Mile have seen such a scene of debauchery. Mile closed his eyes tightly, not to look at evil, which is the way of Buddhism, but Yayoi opened his eyes wide, envious.

"Where's Miss Qiu?" Lin Xiyao asked without seeing Qiu Muxue.

"We brought two pots of good tea, Mu Xue is explaining, and they will be served in a while." Yang Zi smiled sweetly, like a fire in winter.

After a while, a plainly dressed woman entered the room.

Emei sweeps lightly, her eyes are like water, both soft and firm, indifferent and cold, her fingers are slender, her skin is like fat, her white and rosy cheeks seem to be able to wring out water, her pair of red lips float on the white snow, just like the pills on the snow mountain Zhu, with fine and long black hair, draped over his shoulders. The blue silk danced with the wind, giving off bursts of fragrance. His waist was slender, and his limbs were slender. A dark blue brocade dress wrapped him tightly, and a white brocade belt held him tightly. The slender waist that can't be grasped is bound, and the refined temperament is as cold and arrogant as a fairy on Tianshan Mountain.

With a 'snap' the cup fell from the weightless hand and the tea spilled brought him back to reality.

"Brother?" Mi Le asked with concern.

"I'm fine." Yayoi blocked back.

"Let me introduce to you, this is the young master of the Black Feather Pavilion, Mo Yuntian, and these two are the disciples of the Black Feather Pavilion, Yang Zimo and Qiu Muxue." Xie Qingge acted as an intermediary.

"These two are Shaolin disciples, Yayoi and Mile, two masters."