"You and I in the Ganqing Pavilion in the Ganqing Pavilion.

There are more joy and more fun when playing games in the Ganqing Pavilion.”

Chu Chen went up the stairs and could occasionally hear the disciples around him repeating folk tunes.

What a good guy, this Qingyuan is really the leader in the outer courtyard. He is rich and powerful. Everyone has two sets of courtyard clothes, one set of changing clothes, and there are also poor scholars who have studied and studied Chinese studies to recite poems and compose music. It looks quite poetic and formal.

If it weren't for knowing that the orthodox inheritance of the Dragon Sect was above the White Dragon Site, Chu Chen would almost think that he had entered a major sect in a certain sect.

Chu Chen sighed: "Is this the corporate culture of the Ganqingyuan? I love you."

Ling'er felt funny and couldn't help but complain: "What kind of corporate culture is clearly a group of little guys who have never seen the world are showing off here. The real strong man is not limited to the details."

"I don't agree with this."

Chu Chen shook his head and said, "You can't kill everyone with one slap. Some people like to practice hard, while others last their lives just to compete for fame and fortune, and each has their own preferences."

Ling'er sneered: "Hmph, my eyes were blinded by fame and fortune, and my heart of Tao was unstable. How could I become a strong man of a generation?"

Chu Chen said crookedly: "Only by clearing the world's affairs in life and winning the reputation of life and death, and having obsession in his heart, you can go further."

"Okay, okay, you always make sense."

Ling'er sighed helplessly and asked, "Then tell me, what is your goal?"

Chu Chen looked up and saw that above the Ganqing Pavilion, some disciples were lying on the wooden railing and looking down.

"You can only see far if you stand high. I want to reach the top and take a good look at the whole picture of this world."

"It's not a small tone!"

Ling'er said: "Then you have to work hard. The top is not qualified to arrive."

Chu Chen flashed his eyes and said vigorously: "This is not an ordinary fate."

...

The third floor of Ganqing Pavilion.

There are few people here on weekdays, but today, in the main hall on the left, people are filled with people early.

In the hall, the guest of honor was placed in the hall, Qian Yanqiu and Gu Shuang, two deacons, sat in the main seat.

On both sides of the two are Fang Chi of Yanxia Courtyard and Yue Tingting of Jingzhen Courtyard.

The four deacons were talking and laughing on it.

There were several tables on the left and right sides of the main hall, and more than 20 disciples were scattered, with their own circles faintly.

On one of the tables, the unified white-clothed Taoist robe in the Ganqingyuan can recognize their identities at a glance.

On another table, there were bells and goose, wearing colorful long skirts and Taoist clothes.

They came from Jingzhenyuan and were quite familiar with each other. On weekdays, they had a lot of knowledge about their practice, dressing, food, interests, and men, and had a very common language.

But today they were surprisingly quiet, and they all acted like intellectual young ladies who had not yet appeared in their boudoir.

Of course, these are all appearances, and the reason comes from Yue Tingting on the main seat. This deacon is called "Leng Jue Dao" in Jingzhenyuan. Just by looking at it, it seems that he can freeze his eyes.

In addition to these two crowded tables, there was also a girl sitting on the table.

The windy bun is exposed, the hair is light and the eyebrows are spring-like, the skin is as fine as warm jade, the soft light is as greasy as the cherry mouth is not red, and it is as delicate as dripping. The two strands of hair on the cheeks are gently brushing their face with the wind to add a bit of seductive charm, while the flexibly rotating eyes turn sly, a bit naughty, a little naughty, a light green dress, and a waist is not full, like a fairy who is not as good as a worldly fireworks.

One word to describe: Jun!

Two words to describe: good-looking!

Three words to describe: It looks so good!

The disciples of the Ganqingyuan occasionally looked at the girl and when they touched their agile eyes, they couldn't help feeling ashamed: there were such graceful beauties in the world.

True beauty can not only attract the opposite sex, but also attract the same sex.

A female disciple from the Ganqingyuan accidentally met the girl's eyes, and suddenly she blushed with shame, and all her thoughts were written on her face.

This girl is the genius girl who has been in the limelight in Jingzhenyuan recently. Hua Yuerong, who has been practicing Qi perfectly in just three months.

As the name suggests, I still feel pity for the flowers and moon.

Everyone waited for a long time, and when the exchange meeting had not yet begun, they were all ready to move.

Yue Tingting was already a bad temper, and the first one couldn't help it and asked, "Senior Brother Fang, it's already (09:00-10:59). When will the junior brother you mentioned arrive?"

Fang Chi smiled and said, "Calculate the time, it should be..."

Yue Tingting said coldly: "I finally held an exchange meeting. Could it be that the start is delayed because of a disciple of Yanxiayuan?"

Gu Shuang, a deacon in the Qingyuan, quickly said: "Sister Sister Yue, don't worry first. Since Senior Brother Fang said he will arrive soon, you and I might as well wait for a while, what about?"

"My patience is limited."

After Yue Tingting finished speaking, she simply closed her eyes and started practicing the exercises.

Gu Shuang said laughing and cryingly: "Junior Sister Yue is still the same straightforward. Speaking of which, Brother Fang, why did you suddenly remember to bring a newcomer to this exchange meeting of the Third Hospital?"

Fang Chi touched his bare chin and laughed: "Junior Brother Gu, this newcomer is not simple, and it will definitely surprise you."

"oh?"

Gu Shuang suddenly felt curious and asked, "Senior Brother Fang is so confident?"

Fang Chi nodded and said proudly: "Of course, he is my brother."

Gu Shuang was slightly stunned and said, "Senior Brother Fang actually secretly got a brother. It's really surprising."

"I heard something unexpected myself."

Fang Chi paused and said, "My brother is not ordinary bold."

Gu Shuang: "How bold are you?"

Fang Chi hesitated for a moment and finally said, "I dare not say it."

"Then I'm even more curious."

Gu Shuang laughed: "Even Senior Brother Fang dares to say this junior brother must be very interesting."

...

Half of the incense stick has passed.

Yue Tingting closed her skills and opened her eyes, her expression became colder: "Senior Brother Fang, it seems that your brother will not come."

Deacon Fang's expression began to look ugly.

At this moment, a hearty laughter came from outside the door.

"Let you wait for a long time."

Chu Chen was wearing black clothes, stroked the broken hair on his forehead, carried the Liefeng Sword, and his bright eyes were bright, giving him a feeling of a young man in spirit.

Fang Chi stood up from the chair excitedly: "Boy, didn't I let you come here early?"

Chu Chen's face did not blush and his heart was not beating. He thrust: "I took a shower on the road, changed my clothes, had some breakfast, and farted by the way, which delayed some time.

Besides, the protagonist always appears in the end, right?”

Fang Chi Haoxuan was not angry to death, and gritted his teeth and said, "Can I kill you with one punch?"
Chapter completed!