Fast-passing host super cold

Chapter 340 This junior sister is too cold (15)

There is a word called Pengpi Shenghui. Many people have never experienced this feeling, but after Xuanzong and his party walked in that day, such a word was inexplicably crossed in everyone's mind——

The appearance of these people seemed to make the teahouse brighter.

Qing Zhou heard someone muttering in a low voice, her face remained unchanged, but Wu Qi couldn't hold back her complaints.

[Of course it is bright. People in Kaiyang Sect are dressed in black, while Tianxuan Sect is all in white. White is the brightest of all colors and can reflect all light. Of course, the room looks brighter. 】

Qing Zhou: "..."

I'm not here to ask you to do natural science here.

However, although what Wu Qi said is correct, it is not completely applicable in this world of cultivating immortals.

With her current eyesight, she could clearly see a faint milky white aura glowing on the bodies of Tianxuanzong and his party, blending with the white clothes, it was not very real.

Probably something like the magic weapon for protection given to them by the sect.

It makes people feel that there is also the reason for the aura in it.

It was quiet for a while, and the atmosphere was a little awkward—the relationship between the seven major sects was both enemies and friends, and naturally there was a lot of competition. The Tianxuan Sect lost face to Kaiyang Sect in front of so many people, and everyone held their breath , I'm afraid that this five big and three rough Kaiyang sect disciple will get angry.

But Ming Yuan didn't attack immediately, instead he was silent for a moment, and finally restrained his momentum.

Taking a step forward, he clasped his fists at the handsome leader of Tianxuan Sect again, his tone neither humble nor overbearing.

"It turned out to be a fellow Taoist of the Tianxuan Sect. It made sense. I really didn't ask that evil... female cultivator about the cause and effect. I was too impatient and preconceived."

The man nodded slightly, his expression unchanged.

The other casual cultivators in the teahouse looked at each other and began to guess the identity of this man.

Tianxuan Sect has always been the most low-key among the seven sects. Except for the emergence of a genius with five spiritual roots more than ten years ago, which caused an uproar in the Lingyun Realm, I have not heard of any other movements in the past few years.

So for a while, these casual cultivators couldn't match people up.

But after all, there are not many well-informed people among the crowd, and after a while, someone whispered.

"This person is Ning Su, a man in the Tao, the Immortal of Huahua. Ning Su, the eldest disciple of Huahua Peak of Tianxuan Sect... is the genius of the Five Spirit Roots!"

"The rumor that he lost his sight due to serious injuries is actually true?!"

"A few years ago, I heard that he was already at the late stage of Golden Core. With that sound just now, I am afraid that his strength has already approached that of Nascent Soul, right? He has not yet arrived this year, and he is indeed a genius of the Five Spirit Roots."

The muttering downstairs was not too loud, but Qing Zhou upstairs could hear it clearly.

It is even more so when you want to come to the following ones.

Although Ning Su was blind, he didn't react when he heard these people whispering about his flaws, but just "looked" upstairs.

Those dull but penetrating eyes met Qing Zhou's direction exactly.

Across the crowd, Qing Zhou seemed to see the corners of his lips curved up, and smiled lightly.

Qingzhou understood what he meant by looking upstairs.

It's because of the ceramic mug.

The ceramic cup that blocked the giant sword with Lingqi earlier was exactly what Qing Zhou threw out.

But at that moment, she didn't expect that there would be someone with the same thoughts as her to block the giant sword. Now that she knew that this person was her own bug, Qingzhou felt a little subtle.

Thinking about it, Ning Su probably came here because of this.
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Because of the presence of people from Tianxuanzong, Ming Yuan suppressed his anger a little bit, and began to ask what happened, after casually asking a few casual practitioners and the restaurant owner.

I knew I had misunderstood.

For a while, his complexion was not very good-looking, and he became a little embarrassed.

The dissatisfaction with the evil cultivator is too deep-rooted, leading to such a mistake, if there are no two masters to stop him today, I am afraid that he will accidentally kill the victim here.

Although the disciples of Kaiyang Sect are hot-tempered and eager, they can be regarded as daring.

Ming Yuan immediately apologized to the evil cultivator in red with a good attitude.

The woman in red was not hypocritical, although she still felt a little resentful about the fact that she almost died under the sword, she accepted Ming Yuan's apology graciously.

Afterwards, several disciples of Kaiyang Sect pulled out those Loose Cultivators who were poisoned because of misfortune, and the group made amends and apologized. At least the attitude is good.

The woman in red handed over the antidote, and the matter was considered to be over.

(End of this chapter)