Yuxiang

The traffic in Kunming is better than Dalian, at least the city itself is brighter than Dalian, so when the car drives out of the urban area, it takes more than half an hour.

"This car is not bad, where did it come from?" Murong Xianxian leaned comfortably on the back of the chair, squinting her eyes and asked.

"Borrowed." Wei Qingyi replied, "Although the model of this car is ordinary, the inside has been remodeled. It is fast, quiet and comfortable."

"It's so fast, it's all in the wilderness...I said, aren't you trying to traffic people?" Murong Xianxian looked at the fields and crops on both sides, and couldn't help being a little strange, building a club in this kind of place?

"It's not far, we'll be there soon."

Wei Qingyi was talking, and turned the car into a side road. Although the road was not wide, it was also an asphalt road. This road makes people feel refreshed.

After driving forward for nearly a quarter of an hour, a building appeared in front of it, and a gate blocked the way of the car.There is no gate next to the gate, but there is a very delicate card reader in front of the gate, and around the gate, there are iron fences more than two meters high, but Murong Xianxian noticed that the gate and the courtyard wall , there are many hidden camera lenses, and the gate is full of green grass and bustling, surrounded by beautiful and elegant buildings, very beautiful.

"This is a private club, and the people who are invited here are all dignitaries. Bowling, bridge, golf, tennis... There are all kinds of sports here, even watching home theater is no problem. The people who come here today are all from practice People from aristocratic families. However, they don't necessarily have to be practitioners." Wei Qingyi drove the car over while introducing.

She took out a golden card, swiped it on the card reader, and the door opened silently to both sides, and immediately closed again after the car entered.The car continued to drive forward for about fifty meters.An elegant small sentry box appeared beside the road, and two men in black suits stood there... although they did not wear military uniforms, and they did not appear to have weapons on their bodies.But judging from their standing posture, these people have received extremely strict military training, and they also have considerable attainments in martial arts.Definitely not your average security guard.

"If they wear black sunglasses, they can act as men in black." Murong Xianxian said with a smile.

"There must be a gun with a cool shape." Mu Fei added.

Everyone laughed, and amidst the laughter, Wei Qingyi slowed down the speed of the car.

"Miss, please show your VIP card or invitation card." A black suit walked up to the car, bowed slightly, and said very politely.

Wei Qingyi rolled down the car window, took out the previous card and handed it over. After the man took it, he took out a portable card reader from his suit pocket and swiped it.After checking the above information, he handed the card back with both hands, and said respectfully: "Thank you! Go straight for 200 meters and turn right."

"Isn't it just a club? Does it need to be so strict?" Mu Fei asked.

"Ordinary people can't get in at all. The executives here are all the top rich people at home and abroad and people from the spiritual world. Those in black suits are all acquired peak warriors." Wei Qingyi said.

"Who is the owner of this club?" Murong Xianxian asked.

"It's the Nangong family." Wei Qingyi said.

"Four big families?"

"Yes. However, today's gathering was not called by the Nangong family, but by a person from the capital. It is estimated that this gathering of the family's children is also an opportunity to increase contacts."

While speaking, Wei Qingyi had already parked the car in front of a three-story building that occupies a large area... While parking, Murong Xianxian looked around carefully.The few cars that she could see were all famous cars with quite fashionable styles, and more than half of them she couldn't name.

"Uncle, please go this way."

Wei Qingyi got out of the car first, and before she came to open the door, Murong Xianxian had already jumped down, followed by Mu Fei and Zhao Yahou, but this time Tu Xuan didn't come over, she definitely didn't catch a cold in this kind of social occasion, and Murong Xianxian just wanted to Cooperate with the mood of the two apprentices, otherwise they will not feel at ease when they come out to play.

Wei Qingyi led the way with ease, and because she was wearing a dress, Murong Xianxian felt very uncomfortable when she moved her hands and feet, especially when she looked at Mu Fei and Zhao Yatian who were talking and laughing next to her, she felt that she seemed a little old.

There are also two people at the door of the building, but they are not tall and burly men in black suits, but slender ladies in golden flower cheongsams with red backgrounds. After greeting Murong Xianxian and others respectfully, they pull opened the door.

When the door made of mahogany was opened, a piece of light poured out from inside, and there was a soft and beautiful music.

At the entrance of the eye is a hall with a total area of ​​three or four hundred square meters.Around the hall, there are more than a dozen sofas like KTV private rooms, and there is a large glass coffee table in front of each row of sofas.

The tea tables were basically full of people, and some girls in cheongsams shuttled among them, serving those guests.In the middle of the hall is a stage with a size of seventy to eighty square meters.A girl in a cheongsam is playing a guzheng on it, and soft music echoes throughout the hall.However, Murong Xianxian noticed that not only young people but also some middle-aged and elderly people were present, so she was a little surprised, but she didn't ask Wei Qingyi any questions.

When Murong Xianxian and others appeared in the hall, they immediately attracted the attention of many people... Not to mention that Ji Qingyi, who was walking in front, was always the focus of everyone's attention no matter where he walked.Murong Xianxian, who was walking on the left, was even more beautiful like a lotus emerging from water, with an elegant figure that made the eyes of all the men present shine.

Of course, Ling Ziyuan, Mu Fei, and Zhao Yamin standing behind them also gave people a fresh and beautiful feeling, but their temperament was slightly inferior, so that all the scenery was concentrated on the two in front.

"Tsing Yi, why did you come here, who are these people?"

After Murong Xianxian and the others came in, a middle-aged man in his forties walked up to meet him quickly... There is no age in the world, and the master is respected.In the world of practice, age is just a symbol of life. Practitioners pay attention to strength. Although the person in front of him is much older than Wei Qingyi, his attitude is very respectful.

"Uncle Lin, this is my uncle, whose surname is Murong. This is Ling Ziyuan, my friend. These two are Mu Fei and Zhao Yayu, who are apprentices of my uncle and my sister. Uncle, this Uncle Lin He is the foreign affairs manager of the Nangong family." Wei Qingyi introduced.

Uncle?

The middle-aged man surnamed Lin knows that Wei Qingyi is the core disciple of Guanyin Pavilion, and it is precisely because of this that he respects Wei Qingyi so much... Murong Xianxian is Wei Qingyi's uncle, which means that she is not from the Wei family , but a member of Guanyin Pavilion, and Wei Qingyi's status in Guanyin Pavilion respects her so much, which shows that the other party is at least an elder, which makes him think in his heart.

"So it's Miss Murong, welcome. If you need anything, please just ask." Uncle Lin said with a slight bow.

"Mr. Lin, you don't have to be polite, Tsing Yi and I came here just to wander around." Murong Xianxian had a faint smile on her face... Her meaning was very clear: I'm just a soy saucer, come here to join in the fun, no need to call.

"Oh, please go ahead. Tsing Yi, feel free to contact me if you need anything." Uncle Lin was a smart person, and he understood what Murong Xianxian meant when he heard it. After exchanging greetings, he turned and walked away.

Facing all kinds of gazes in the hall, Murong Xianxian completely ignored them. After Uncle Lin left, Murong Xianxian turned her eyes and saw a row of dining tables full of food. She lightly tugged on the corner of Wei Qingyi's clothes: " Hey, Tsing Yi, let's go and have a look."

"what?"

Wei Qingyi followed her gaze, couldn't help being amused and surprised: "Master, you...are you going to really eat here?"

The food on the table is extremely rich, in addition to Chinese food, there are also a lot of Western food...the huge lobster is all flower dragons, as well as Russian caviar, Italian mascarpone cheese...all of them are high-quality goods .

It's not that Murong Xianxian is a foodie, but there are so many good things in front of him, why do he make such a hypocritical gesture?Others may come here for their own purposes, but she is here to practice with.

Taking a dinner plate, she unceremoniously moved it, and after a while, the plate was almost on the tip, she said to Wei Qingyi: "Take them around, I will go and sit alone for a while." Said After finishing, she took the plate and went to the sofa to find an empty seat and sit down.

The other four had no choice but to follow, Wei Qingyi felt a little helpless, walked beside Murong Xianxian, and said softly: "Master, are you not afraid of being laughed at?"

Murong Xianxian curled her lips: "Only true heroes can show their true colors. What we cultivators pay attention to is to act rashly and do whatever we want."

After finishing speaking, she recited softly: "If you see me with color and ask me with sound, you are walking in an evil way and cannot see the Tathagata."

"Qing Yi, why don't you introduce your friend? I didn't expect this young lady to have such a good appetite!" A pleasant male voice came from the side, and the tone of the magnetic voice made people want to get close just by listening to it... ...However, the meaning inside and outside the words makes people uncomfortable, so the sense of intimacy is gone.

Murong Xianxian put the dinner plate on the coffee table, turned her head and saw three people standing beside her with wine glasses, the one in front was a young man about 25 or six years old, with thick black eyebrows gathered , which set off his handsome appearance with a bit of feminine beauty, she suspected that the man's eyebrows had been shaved, and the decent casual clothes set off his thin figure with a chic taste.The other two young men were also good looking, but compared to the man in front of them, their temperament paled in comparison.