The young man is the young master of Jiange, and the fairy is the eldest daughter of Piaomiao Xianzong.
Su Qiyuan frowned and said, "I'm talking about that girl."
The disciple quickly replied, "Those few people followed them and didn't announce their membership in the sect, saying they were their friends."
Su Qiyuan frowned even more tightly, feeling more and more suspicious.
He stared at the girl's figure, thinking to himself: "She has no sect background, yet she can travel with these famous disciples, and her spiritual energy fluctuates abnormally. What is her origin?"
He decided not to wait any longer and would find an opportunity to approach the girl today and find out her secret.
At this time, a bell rang in the square, indicating that the competition of the exchange conference was about to begin.
In an instant, the crowd rushed to the competition venue like a tide, and the noisy footsteps and excited conversations intertwined.
Above the venue, the saints and saintesses of the major sects sat upright.
They were dressed in gorgeous clothes, exuding a powerful and noble aura, and their expressions were full of pride and reserve.
Behind them was a group of elders with serious expressions and sharp eyes. These elders sat in a fan shape, like a solid barrier.
He always guards the best of his own sect and vigilantly watches the movements around him.
Su Qiyuan sat on the chair, his thin lips tightly pursed under his sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, but his eyes involuntarily drifted to the opposite side.
I saw the girl, she was wearing simple but clean clothes today.
Her black hair was casually tied up, with a few strands falling on both sides of her cheeks, making her round face look even more lively.
The girl's eyes are bright and lively, as if they contain shining stars.
At this moment, he was laughing and joking with the boy next to him without any scruples. His laughter was crisp and pleasant, echoing in the air like a silver bell.
The young man also had a bright look on his face, and from time to time he was gesturing with his hands, which made the girl laugh so hard that she fell backwards, and he didn't notice the gazes of others at all.
Su Qiyuan stared at the scene quietly, his brows slightly furrowed, and an indescribable discomfort arose in his heart.
It was as if a sour emotion was quietly spreading, causing ripples in his originally calm heart.
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