My mortal enemy traded my future for mine
"Forgive me, he has been spoiled by his elders since he was a child."
Yan Meiqian stepped forward and blocked Song Liubai behind her, obviously looking like she was protecting her own child.
Song He took a deep breath, his eyes turning calmly towards Yan Meiqian.
He has an extraordinary immortal bone. I think he is the leader among the three.
It's not that Yan Meiqian intentionally misled Songhe, it's just that Yan Meiqian looks like a young and accomplished person.
Yan Meiqian is tall and slender, and her white dress makes her look spotless. Her eyes reveal a serious and solemn expression. Although the aura around her is not deceptive, it does not allow others to desecrate it. She is like a thousand-year-old lotus that was born on a snow-capped mountain.
It was a mistake. I came here to make an invitation just now because I sensed that they were Jindan-stage cultivators, but I didn't expect to offend them. I just don't know if these people have any sects.
If Qinggumen could recruit these two people, the effectiveness of the blood pool would certainly be greatly enhanced, and there would be no need for the young master to work so hard for so many days.
Song He's brows gradually furrowed, and his heartbeat couldn't help but beat faster. This was the mentality of a weak person who would only reveal when facing a strong person.
"This is not the place to talk. My master has already prepared a banquet for the two distinguished guests." Song He bent his waist, so humble that it seemed that his arrogant look just now was almost invisible.
Yan Meiqian and Song Liubai looked at each other, walked in the direction of Songhe, and started to speak.
Yan Meiqian: "Okay."
When Song Liubai passed by Song He, he bent down and patted the back of Song He's head, as if he was petting a guard dog from another family's yard. He said with a mocking smile, "Oh, let me see who owns this dog?"
"yes."
Songhe had a flattering smile on his face. He didn't dare to be spineless, nor did he have any.
It was not until Song Liubai left that Song He straightened his back and subconsciously touched the sweat on his forehead. Only then did he realize that he had just been frightened of a young man who had not even grown all his hair.
Song He sighed. He had followed the young master for so many years and had seen all kinds of people. Even a Mahayana cultivator was not powerful enough to exert such pressure.
There was a look of depression in Song He's eyes, but at this moment he met the eyes of Xiao Cha who was following him.
This is a world where the strong are respected and status and position are the absolute truth.
Xiao Cha felt nothing about this, because this was the rule of the world and he couldn't change it, but at least he could guarantee that he would not become like this.
Xiao Cha took out the scraps of fabric that he had just cut from Shu Ge's clothes from his sleeve and covered the wound with it.
Song He's eyes were slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect Song Liubai's followers to treat him like this.
Only after the others had gone far away did Song He react. The softness on his face reminded him of what had just happened.
Xiao Cha followed Song Liubai, but the person in front of him suddenly stopped and he almost bumped into him.
"Hey, if you do this, what if others don't remember your kindness?" Song Liubai said calmly, "In the future, when enemies are facing each other, will you still be so kind?"
Xiao Cha's expression didn't change much. She just stood behind her master obediently like an ordinary maid.
However, judging from his expression, Xiao Cha obviously did not regret his decision today.
Never turn back until you hit the wall. This is really like me.
“Tsk.”
Song Liubai pressed his tongue against his cheek, like a good young master who was helpless with his own capricious maid.
The Qinggu Sect is located in the south of the city and is built against the mountain. They usually rely on the mountain for their food and daily necessities, so the sect’s buildings are all made of the common black bamboo found in the mountains. The rest is similar to other sects.
Cross the illusion set up by the sect.
After Songhe brought them into Qinggu Gate, he used the excuse of going downstairs to treat his wounds and left the rest of the matters to another person.
"Everyone, follow me." The man's voice was rough and low. He was a tall and mighty man with two spiral buns on his head, which were fixed with pink hairbands. When he walked, his buttocks swayed from side to side, and he looked very funny.
It's so funny, this author has a really bad taste.
Xiao Cha quickly looked away, afraid to continue watching, and laughed out loud.
Next, as he walked in Qinggumen, Xiao Cha quietly wrote down the route inside Qinggumen, while looking at the scenery of Qinggumen, he felt more and more weird in his heart.
Didn’t they say that the Qinggu Sect has been recruiting a lot of disciples in recent months? How come there is no sign of anyone after such a long time? Even the disciples within the sect haven’t seen him.
Xiao Cha felt strange, but he noticed that Yan Meiqian and Song Liubai in front of him did not change their expressions, as if they were not aware of this problem.
Judging from Yan Meiqian and Song Liubai's personalities, they must not be careless. Could it be that they are prepared?
The man paused, then pointed to the small pavilion in the middle of the lotus pond and said, "Master, we will host a banquet for you all in the Lotus Pond Hall today."
"I will withdraw first."
When the man left, he secretly cast a coquettish glance at Yan Meiqian and left.
Xiao Cha:? A tough guy?
Song Liubai covered his mouth and laughed.
The corner of Yan Meiqian's mouth twitched fiercely, and she abruptly changed the subject, "This... there is no road to this pavilion."
The three of them looked but did not see the path leading to the small pavilion.
The Lotus Pond Hall is an independent pavilion in the pond. The whitish curtain dotted with white beads blocks people's sight. It is surrounded by several lotus flowers. Black koi swim everywhere underwater, but they never go near the roots of the lotus flowers.
Song Liubai reached out and touched the lotus leaf in the lotus pond. It was not as soft as ordinary leaves.
At this moment, the wind blew, and the lotus leaves swayed slightly, immediately scratching Song Liubai's fingers.
Song Liubai stood up with an expression that said, "As expected." The wound on his finger healed quickly under the influence of spiritual energy. He walked to Xiao Cha's side and said, "Let's go."
Come on, is there a road here or there that I can walk on?
Let me swim over?
Xiao Cha looked at him in confusion, and the next second, someone put his arms around her waist and her feet were lifted into the air.
Song Liubai stepped on the lotus flowers and jumped, and soon landed in the small pavilion in the pond.
Yan Meiqian followed closely behind.
"Everyone, keep me waiting."
The gentle male voice is like the calm surface of the water.
He raised his eyebrows, and Xiao Cha saw at first glance that he had a lotus-like birthmark at the corner of his eye. His nose was straight and small. The man was wearing white clothes and a flower crown. He exuded an ancient and elegant temperament, just like the lotus in the pond.
He seemed to have been waiting here for a long time, and the hem of his clothes, which was hanging down due to kneeling, had creases on it.
Yan Meiqian recognized the person at a glance: "You are Liu Han, a disciple of Muchuan from Qinggu Sect."
Liu Han opened his mouth slightly, seeming a little surprised, but the emotion in his eyes did not change at all. "I didn't expect that this gentleman knew me. What an honor."
"It's just that I don't know your identities yet."
"Of course, who in this city wouldn't know about the Qinggu Sect? Who wouldn't know about Mu Chuan and his disciple Liu Han?" Song Liubai said as he knelt down across from the tea table, resting his elbows on the edge. He picked up a piece of pastry and blinked innocently, saying, "Compared to you, we're nothing. We just happened to be casual cultivators in the Liuli Sect for a few years and know a little about the sect's affairs."
Liuli Sect? Could it be that their recent movements have been noticed?
Liu Han's hand trembled slightly as he poured tea for the two of them.
Song Liubai noticed this slight movement and immediately continued, "It happened several years ago. I've traveled all over the place over the years and I don't know how many chapters have changed."
Liu Han looked at Song Liubai and Yan Meiqian seriously, trying to find out the truth of what they said.
"Really? Qinggumen welcomes all the independent cultivators."
Song Liubai sat up straight and pretended to be interested. "What do you mean?"
When Liu Han saw Song Liubai's wavering and greedy look, his heart relaxed a little and he curled the corners of his mouth.
"My Qinggu Sect will cover all the expenses for cultivation. How about that?"
"real?"
"Of course, I just want to see if you are sincere to our sect."
Song Liubai and Yan Meiqian looked at each other, seemed to be moved by Liu Han's words, and wondered whether they should believe it.
Behind.
Xiao Cha complained silently: This conversation sounds like a pyramid scheme. If it happened in modern times, Song Liubai and Yan Meiqian would be electrocuted.
At this time, Liu Han, who thought the matter was a sure thing, picked up the teacup happily.
Suddenly, Liu Han focused his attention on the presence of another person in the small pavilion.
He turned his eyes and looked at Xiao Cha.
Next second.
"So strong."
Liu Han's pupils shrank rapidly, and he was so shocked that he accidentally knocked over the teacup in his hand.
Song Liubai and Yan Meiqian stopped moving and silently turned their heads to observe the expressions of the people in front of them.
Did he get caught acting too much?
Soon they discovered that Liu Han's strange behavior was not because of them, but because of Xiao Cha behind him.
Liu Han suppressed his excited and trembling hands and thought to himself.
Born with a pure yang body, dual cultivation will achieve twice the result with half the effort.
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