Yuxiang

This time there are still quite a few people who want to come over to get acquainted with her, but it is much easier to socialize than before... Those aristocratic families have deep foundations, their eyelids will not be so shallow, and even if they ask for something, they will not stalk her. After chatting for a while, they gradually dispersed, but Wei Qingyi and Nangong Yuzhen were always by Murong Xianxian's side, and the three of them got along very well.

"Putuo's lineage of alchemy is a unique technique. I wonder what kind of elixir Murong is going to refine?" Leng Yu asked.

"Just practice your hands first." Of course Murong Xianxian wouldn't say it truthfully.

Although Wenxiangfang's lineage is not prosperous, it does not mean that the strength is not strong...Of course.No matter how hard she tries.At least for a hundred years, the strength of Wenxiangfang is not comparable to that of Guanyin Pavilion, which has been passed down for thousands of years.She didn't think about how much improvement there would be in such a short period of time, but as long as the seeds were sprinkled, there would be scattered leaves one day.

Leng Yu wanted to ask again, but was stopped by Leng Feng with a wink... If you ask too much, it will only be annoying.The two siblings chatted for a while, then said goodbye and left.

Sitting and chatting all the time was not an option. After the Leng brothers and sisters left, Murong Xianxian went to the bowling alley with Wei Qingyi and Nangong Yuzhen, and they didn't return to the hotel until after nine o'clock in the evening.Tu Xuan hadn't rested yet, and returned to his room after confirming that their master and apprentice were safe.

In the morning of the next day, Murong Xianxian and Tu Xuan had breakfast, and they were discussing whether to go to Kunming today and play along the road, or to play in Kunming for another two days, when they heard someone knocking on the door, Mu Fei had a lively personality, When Murong Xianxian blinked, she had already stood up and ran to open the door.

"Mr. Dongfang, what can I do?" Mu Fei's voice came.

It was Dongfang Jun's voice that came from the door: "Miss Mu, is Master here?"

Murong Xianxian hurriedly got up and walked over: "Mr. Dongfang, are you looking for me? Please come in and talk."

It was Dongfang Jun who came in from the door, with a normal expression on his face, but there was a look of depression between his brows. He walked into the room, nodded slightly to Mu Fei who opened the door, and then said to Murong Xianxian: "Miss Murong, please forgive me for interrupting you so early. , can I talk to you alone?"

Murong Xianxian was stunned for a moment, pondered for a while, and then gave Tu Xuan, Mu Fei, and Zhao Yamo a wink: "Go back to your room first, Mr. Dongfang and I have something to talk about."

Tu Xuan and the others left the room in response, only looking at Dongfang Jun with displeasure in their eyes.Dongfang Jun could only respond with a wry smile, whoever let himself make things mysterious, no wonder he was upset.But today this matter really cannot be spread, so he can only smile wryly.

"Mr. Dongfang, please sit down and talk." Murong Xianxian pointed to the sofa and sat down first, "Is there something wrong?"

"There are some things I need to ask for advice, and I hope Haihan will be more rude!"

Dongfang Jun's behavior was fairly reliable, he knew that he would apologize before speaking formally, and give Murong Xianxian a vaccination.

"It's okay, please tell me." Murong Xianxian's heart is not as calm as it looks... A clear conscience does not mean not guilty. After all, she killed those people in the Dongfang family, and I am afraid that it also brought dissatisfaction to the strength of the Dongfang family. small loss.

"Miss Murong, does she know someone named Dongfang Nuo?" Dongfang Jun asked, staring into her eyes.

"Dongfang Nuo... I remembered, I once made a deal with a practitioner named Dongfang Nuo at the trade fair. If we are talking about the same person, then we have met once." Murong Xianxian said.

"He's a cousin of mine."

Dongfang Jun said, "Since the fair ended, he hasn't returned to the hotel where he stayed."

A look of disapproval appeared in Murong Xianxian's eyes, and he said, "Maybe it's a visit, or... Eh! Mr. Dongfang, what do you mean by that? Could it be that you still doubt me?"

Her face suddenly turned ugly.

"Please don't get me wrong."

Dongfang Jun quickly confessed: "Miss Murong, I just want to know Dongfang Nuo's whereabouts that day and then infer."

Murong Xianxian's face paled slightly, and said: "That's easy to say..."

She described the situation that day in detail...Of course, she only talked about the small dispute between Yang Qian and Dongfang Nuo until she left the camp. It means that even if she doesn't say anything, the Dongfang family can find other people who are present, and they can also understand what happened that day. As for how other people make up their minds, it is beyond her control.

Sure enough, Dongfang Jun's face changed after listening: "Miss Murong, that Yang Qian..."

"Wait a moment."

Murong Xianxian interrupted Dongfang Jun: "Mr. Dongfang, I probably know what you want to say. But, please listen to me first. I am not familiar with that fellow Daoist Yang and Fellow Daoist Dongfang Nuo, so any guesswork You can’t even tell it from me, I’ve already told you what I’ve learned, and how to do it, that’s the business of the Dongfang Family.”

"That... I'm sorry, Miss Murong, thank you very much." Dongfang Jun immediately apologized and thanked you.

"It's okay, I hope what I just said is helpful to you."

Murong Xianxian felt a little unhappy because she was almost taken into the ditch by Dongfang Jun just now... If she answered this question, no matter whether it was yes or no, if it was passed on to the outside, it would be difficult to bear the blame. God knows if he did it on purpose.

There was a light knock on the door, and then Mu Fei's voice sounded: "Master, I'm here to deliver tea."

Murong Xianxian walked over and opened the door: "Come in."

"Please have some tea."

Mu Fei came in with two cups of tea, one was placed in front of Murong Xianxian, and the other was placed in front of Dongfang Jun. Before leaving, she 'gouged' him with her eyes, which made Dongfang Jun puzzled and offended her.

"Miss Murong, should I go to the Kunlun Grand Gathering next?" Dongfang Jun asked.

"That's right. Mr. Dongfang, have you participated in previous Kunlun events? What was it like?" Murong Xianxian asked.

"Actually, it's just a large market built in a sealed space, but it's very lively. You'll know then."

Dongfang Jun smiled, but the smile was a bit forced, "There is one thing, there is still some time before the Double Ninth Festival, a few friends organized to go to the demon world, I wonder if Miss Murong is interested in going there together? Of course, The disciples can also go there together."

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