Following Ye Wuchou's gaze, Murong was so angry that he wanted to speak but stopped. Ye Wuchou waved his hand and whispered: General Murong, if you have anything to say later, there are more important things to do now.

Murong Chendan vaguely knew the significance of this standard dart, and his face became solemn.

Does General Murong have any understanding of the forces in the Nanhua Sect?

I live in Kaiyang Kingdom for many years and never go out unless there is any war. I am really not familiar with these forces. What's more, the military originally had very little contact with these local forces. Even if there is one, it is the responsibility of a civil servant such as staff, so I have nothing to do with me. Why are you asking this? Murong Chendan felt very strange. After asking, he found that Ye Wuqiu did not concentrate on listening to his words. He just wanted to speak again, but he saw Ye Wuqiu walking in one direction.

Alas, this girl please stay. Ye Wuchou put on a standard and polite smile and stopped a young and beautiful woman. The woman looked beautiful and beautiful, wearing a blue and white robe, her crescent crown on her head was tied with long hair, and her sword pattern was colorful on her waist.

The woman was stopped and looked at Ye Wuqiu in surprise. She said nothing before she said anything. Another woman who was wearing the same outfit and who looked quite old and looked much inferior in appearance said first: Junior Sister Rongrong, Mo Li, this disciple. Look at him looking dignified and beautiful, but who knows how his character is.

Ye Wuchou was a little embarrassed to be said, but the woman called Rongrong said helplessly: Oh, Senior Sister, when did you become so nagging? I'm not a little girl anymore. Besides, you haven't heard anything else say, how rude you are.

Junior Sister Rongrong, good-looking men are not good things, so I heard from my senior sister that I am right.

Senior sister, okay, it’s not too late to hear what else they have to leave. Besides, we have nothing to do in this Jingxuwudao Mansion. Then Rongrong looked at Ye Wuqiu with apologetic words: This young master, do you know what you have?

Ye Wuchou glanced at his vigilant senior sister and smiled bitterly: Girl, I have no malice or any inappropriate thoughts about you. It’s just that Xiaoke has just arrived and has come to the banquet with the order of his family teacher. He doesn’t know much about the heroes and heroes gathered here, so he wants to inquire.

Hearing this, Rongrong's senior sister suddenly seemed like a hen protecting her calf and said without any permission: Oh, why didn't you ask those rough men, but you asked Rongrong, who is beautiful, yet you are not a lustful person! Besides, who is your master? Let's listen.

Ye Wuchou complained deeply and thought to himself that the person I am thinking about will be forced to marry someone else. I still have the intention to talk to you here? If I hadn't met, I wouldn't have asked you about it.

But he thought so, but he couldn't say that. Ye Wuchou smiled awkwardly and answered the second half of the question from Senior Sister Rongrong, saying: The master lived in seclusion all year round, and it was really inconvenient to reveal it. Even on the day of the happy day of Master Qin Heng, Elder Qin sent someone to invite me, but he was unwilling to show up, so he sent me here.

Rongrong's senior sister wanted to be serious, but fortunately, she was stopped by Rongrong, avoiding Ye Wuchou's headache. Rongrong smiled and said: What do you want to know?

According to Ye Wuchou's original temper, he would definitely make a few jokes and ask about the serious matters, but now his heart is burning. It is not easy to listen to Senior Sister Rongrong's energetic words patiently. Ye Wuchou said: How dare you ask the girl, who is the one who carries such a spear?

Rongrong looked in the direction shown by Ye Wuchou, and her beautiful eyes suddenly froze and she whispered: Shadow Pavilion?

Rongrong's senior sister's face also began to become unkind, and Ye Wuchou even felt a hint of murderous aura from it.

Ye Wuqiu felt something keenly, and he asked: Miss Rongrong, what's going on?

Rongrong's face was a little stiff. Although she tried her best to cover it up, she wanted to cover it up. She said: It's nothing, young master, you are normal, and few people in the world know them.

Are they called Yingge? Ye Wuchou asked.

Rongrong seemed a little absent-minded. Her mind was attracted by the group of people hanging on her waist and did not answer Ye Wuchou's words. Ye Wuchou made a fuss about it, but at the same time she also secretly understood something in her heart.

Just as Ye Wuchou found out what he wanted to know, he was about to thank him and leave, he suddenly found that Rongrong's face had changed again. Ye Wuchou turned his head and saw that everyone in the Shadow Pavilion looked here.

Thinking of the expression when Rongrong mentioned the Shadow Pavilion before, Ye Wuchou knew that the two families must have some grudges, and he couldn't help but feel curious and watched the development of the situation.

There are only five people on the Shadow Pavilion, all dressed up by some people in the martial arts world. However, there are only two people on the Rongrong side. Compared with the number of people, the momentum directly falls into a lower level.

The atmosphere was a bit stagnant, and many people in the garden had noticed something was wrong here. Originally, everyone here came from a well-known force, so they paid attention to people from other forces, so the changes here quickly attracted many attention.

Chen Yuege. A strong and ferocious scar face came towards him, and his tone was jokingly spitting out these three words from the thick beard on his upper lips.

Rongrong and her senior sister's emotions became gloomy again. Rongrong's senior sister seemed to have changed her body at this time. Her tone was like the cold wind in the cold winter. She said: Shadow Pavilion, it's really a good attitude!

Scar's face became more and more playful. He spitted thick phlegm everywhere, and his rough voice exuded an extremely contemptuous tone and said: You old nuns are not afraid of laughter from being a clean and clean archway.

Bitch, you have a different story. Rongrong's senior sister's face is as cold as ice, as gloomy as dark clouds. Before she could answer the people in the Shadow Pavilion would answer, her blue robe was windless, her hands were spreading, her palms were cyclone sharply, and her halo was shining. The majestic Dou Qi swelled like a tide, and immediately filled the space around her body. Then, she said in a gloomy and terrifying tone: Although our Chenyue Pavilion is full of women, she also regards the morality of the martial arts world as the standard, but she doesn't know if you have any shame in your despicable villains!

The amazing aura emitted by Rongrong's senior sister made people inhale. Her strength was so powerful that she could be called a master. It is self-evident to be called a master in such a place where heroes gather. Ye Wuchou couldn't help but look at her with admiration.
Chapter completed!