Shenfu Danzun

Chapter 712 Palace Master Li

"Yes." A narrow smile suddenly appeared on He Junyao's face, and her little finger lightly brushed across Zhang Kun's face. , In fact, you are the only man."

He Junyao didn't care about Zhang Kun's reaction, twisted her slender waist, turned and left, and a voice full of laughter came from afar.

"But don't attack the sisters in the palace, Xinchan hates the man who is not specific."

Zhang Kun watched He Junyao's back disappear into the morning mist, and suddenly sighed.

He was not so naive as to think that He Junyao agreed with him, especially her last sentence seemed to be a joke, but it was actually a warning.

But when he thought that he was the only male disciple in the entire Qionghua Palace, he felt a little headache.

Two days later, a golden cloud sail pierced through the sky and visited Qionghua Palace. Dozens of people who came down were all wearing blue shirts, with awe-inspiring sword spirit and carrying a frontless epee.

Qionghua Palace seemed to have expected this long ago, several disciples were already waiting, and these dozens of people were introduced into Qionghua Palace.

"Liu Huaizhi from the Tibetan Sword Sect and Liu Yong, the leader of the Young Sect, came to visit Palace Master Lin."

The rickety old man who took the lead said loudly, followed by a young man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes.

"It's been a long journey for Elder Liu, please take a seat." Lin Xinchan sat upright on the main hall, her cool and delicate face was like a snow mountain that would never melt for thousands of years.

That young man with sword-browed and star-eyed eyes is the son of the master of the Tibetan Sword Sect, who is also the next master of the Tibetan Sword Sect. After seeing Lin Xinchan ignoring him directly, he felt a little unhappy, but thinking of Lin Xinchan's current identity, Also silently walked to the side and sat down.

"Elder Liu, why are you visiting my Qionghua Palace this time?"

After chatting with Liu Huaizhi, Lin Xinchan suddenly asked.

Liu Yong glanced at Lin Xinchan calmly, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"I am here on behalf of the Tibetan Sword Sect, and I really want to discuss something with Palace Master Lin."

Liu Yong, who was smiling all over Liu Huaizhi's side, stood up, bowed slightly to Lin Xinchan, and said with a smile: "I have long heard that the three masters of Qionghua's third hall all have the posture of sinking fish and wild goose. Zhiming wants to marry Qionghua Palace, I don't know what Lin Gong thinks?"

Clang!
"Bold!"

The female disciples on both sides shouted, the sword was half out of its sheath, and the cold sword light was blowing out, and the hall was suddenly full of swords and swords.

Liu Huaizhi and Liu Yong still had inexplicable smiles on their faces, as if they were not worried that Qionghua Palace would attack them.

"Don't be rude." Lin Xinchan dismissed the disciples, her pretty face was covered with a layer of frost, and she said coldly: "Although my Qionghua Palace does not prohibit the disciples in the palace from looking for Taoist companions, once there are Taoist companions, they will not be my Qiong." Disciple of Hua Palace, I think no one in the whole world does not know this rule, is your Hidden Sword Sect deliberately trying to humiliate me, Qionghua Palace?"

"Master Lin is serious. My Tibetan Sword Sect has been friends with your palace for generations. How could I do such a thing, but I still hope that Master Lin will seriously consider my proposal." Liu Huaizhi finished speaking with a smile, and then stopped talking It's over.

Then Liu Huaizhi pulled Lin Xinchan to talk about it. Although Lin Xinchan was very impatient, but Liu Chuanzhi's status in the Tibetan Sword Sect was very high, only lower than the sect leader, so he shouldn't be too negligent. Those three were unwilling to come out, and she couldn't figure out the purpose of the Hidden Sword Sect, so she had to patiently chat with him.

"It's getting late." Liu Chuanzhi glanced at the setting sun outside, stood up and said, "I wonder if I can spend a day in your palace?"

"It's okay." Lin Xinchan was already upset, and just wanted to send them away quickly, and told the disciples beside her, "Take them to the guest room."

Seeing the members of the Hidden Sword Sect leave the Qionghua Palace, Lin Xinchan also secretly heaved a sigh of relief. She was originally cold and unwilling to talk too much, so this was simply torture for her.

However, the purpose of the Hidden Sword Sect's trip has not yet been found out. Three days ago, a sudden message was sent to say that they wanted to visit. Today's marriage in the hall seems to be secretly hiding something. The Hidden Sword Sect's trip is absolutely Conspiracy.But Qionghua Palace didn't know anything until now, Lin Xinchan felt a little headache thinking about it, she slightly rested her forehead with her bare hand and thought.

"Xinchan, what are you thinking about so preoccupied?"

He Junyao's slim figure appeared at the entrance of the main hall.

"The Tibetan Sword Sect's purpose for coming here is unknown, I'm afraid it will be bad for Qionghua Palace." Lin Xinchan sighed.

Only after she really carried the entire Qionghua Palace on her back did she realize how much pressure she was under, and even her mood was a little unstable. That's why there was that mortal heart training, but she didn't want to meet Zhang Kun, so she had no choice but to Finish.

"Don't worry too much, you are just too tired and need a good rest."

He Junyao gently stroked Lin Xinchan's hair, her eyes were full of tenderness.

"But."

"The master chose you. There must be reasons that we don't know, but if she sees you so tired, she will definitely feel distressed."

He Junyao said to herself.

"I see, Senior Sister."

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Lin Xinchan's mouth, she was peerless.

With a smile on his face, Liu Yong walked on the mountain path of Qionghua Palace with a few disciples of the Tibetan Sword Sect, holding a folding fan in his hand, and the occasional red light passing through it clearly showed that it was a good treasure.

Beside him was a petite female disciple of Qionghua Palace, she had a delicate and pleasant appearance, but she had a bitter face, almost showing her unhappiness.

Early in the morning Liu Yong proposed to visit Qionghua Palace. After obtaining the consent of the palace owner, the senior sisters were not willing to go. She, the last one to get started, was sent to be a guide for the Tibetan Sword Sect.

"Whose residence is this little attic up ahead?"

Liu Yong shook his folding fan lightly, pointed to a small two-storey attic in a place with lush vegetation, and asked with a warm smile, as if he didn't care about her attitude.

Dead show bag!
The petite woman didn't appreciate it, instead she cursed secretly in her heart, she also heard about what happened yesterday, and she didn't have any good feelings for this group of people.

"This is the residence of the previous palace lord. It's called Qingluan Pavilion. No one lives in it now." The petite woman said expressionlessly.

"It's actually Palace Master Li's residence, Li Qingluan, Qingluan Pavilion, what an excellent name."

The petite woman looked at Liu Yongzai with emotion, wrinkled her nose, curled her lips in disdain.

"I wonder if we can pay a visit to Palace Master Li's former residence?"

Liu Yong noticed her small movements, smiled awkwardly, and changed the subject, but a cold look flashed in his eyes.

"random."

The petite woman still had that businesslike attitude.

(End of this chapter)