Liu Wuxie really didn't expect to meet Jia Fengmao here.
Especially Jia Fengmao's cultivation level surprised him a little.
There was no change on Liu Wuxie's face. She turned her head and remained indifferent to Jia Fengmao's murderous intent.
Jia Fengmao walked out from the crowd and approached Liu Wuxie step by step.
A group of people followed behind him, all wanting to know where Liu Wuxie came from.
Whether it was the geniuses of Ninghai City, the three major sects, or the disciples of the Daqi Sect, they surrounded Liu Wuxie layer by layer.
After walking five meters away from Liu Wuxie, Jia Fengmao stood still. He wanted to guard against Liu Wuxie to avoid being attacked by him.
"Liu Wuxie, I didn't expect that we would meet here."
Jia Fengmao's tone was cold, and a biting chill rushed towards Liu Wuxie.
“I really didn’t expect that!”
Liu Wuxie looked calm.
At this moment, Liu Wuxie was besieged on all sides. However, there was not a trace of fluctuation on his face, which was a bit terrifyingly calm.
This was not the behavior that a young man should have, and many people secretly praised Liu Wuxie for the fact that with this character alone, Liu Wuxie was able to sweep away his peers.
"If you don't stay in Tianbaozong and go to our Qinghongmen territory, today will be your day of death."
Jia Fengmao suddenly said something that shocked everyone. Liu Wuxie was actually a disciple of Tianbao Sect.
"You are actually a disciple of Tianbao Sect, you are dead!"
Yin Jingwu sneered.
Tianbao Sect and Qinghong Sect have always had a hostile relationship, and few disciples usually come to Ninghai City.
Disciples of the Qinghong Sect rarely go around the Tianbao Sect's territory, and most often encounter them in the Sunset Mountains.
"I didn't kill you back then. I thought you would restrain yourself. I didn't expect that you still have such bad behavior. If you want to kill me, you guys are not enough."
Liu Wuxie glanced at everyone in the Qinghong Sect and scolded them all, humiliating them like they were losers.
This time it exploded.
Regardless of whether you have any grudge against Liu Wuxie or not, everyone takes one step forward.
"I'm so angry. This guy actually said we were losers. I want to kill him."
The Qinghong Sect disciples were furious and wanted to take action.
Reason told him that now was not the time to take action, and he would wait until he left the boat.
After tonight, Liu Wuxie will definitely die.
"Do you think you can get out of here alive just by opening your mouth? You are dead."
Jia Fengmao knew very well the power of Liu Wuxie's venomous tongue. During the Hundred Kingdoms War, he shocked the heavens with just one sentence: "What is an immortal?"
How many people died under his sword.
"I'll wait and see!"
Liu Wuxie was tired of hearing this kind of useless threat.
He wants to leave, and no one can stop him.
"Junior Brother Jia, he can't run away anyway. Let's go back first and talk about what's going on and how you know each other."
Everyone was curious about Liu Wuxie's background and couldn't wait to know.
Jia Fengmao was just a new disciple. He relied on his powerful alchemy skills to gain a foothold in the Qinghong Sect. Many times, he had to rely on these senior brothers, nodded, and returned to his place.
Regarding Liu Wuxie's identity, Jia Fengmao doesn't know yet. He is not from the Yan Dynasty, so he naturally doesn't know.
Everything starts with the War of One Hundred Kingdoms.
The War of the Hundred Kingdoms back then was slowly told from Jia Fengmao's mouth.
Everyone felt relaxed and happy after hearing this. It was simply unbelievable that Liu Wuxie could defeat all his opponents on his own.
The most important thing is that his level is far inferior to others. In other words, it is a leapfrog challenge from beginning to end.
"I didn't expect that he is just an ant in the secular world!"
There was a trace of disdain on the corner of Yin Jingwu's mouth. They were born in the world of cultivation. To them, warriors in the secular world are just a bunch of ants.
"Senior Brother Yin, don't underestimate this person. He is by no means as simple as he appears. He is extremely cunning, and his strength is unfathomable."
Jia Fengmao had suffered losses from Liu Wuxie and knew Liu Wuxie's strength very well.
Everyone knows that Jia Fengmao has good intentions. This kind of thing that destroys his own prestige and increases the ambition of others would definitely make him angry in the past.
"Even if he has three heads and six arms, he is still destined to die!"
Yin Jingwu is very confident in this point. He is a high-level star in the galaxy, and it is not easy to destroy a celestial realm.
A large number of maids appeared and replaced them with fresh tea, all colored with Polygonatum odoratum.
"The Poetry and Song Conference is about to begin, let's not mention these disappointing things for now."
The tea comes up, which means that the Dongyue Lake Conference is about to begin.
"Shui Huan, I heard that you were also selected through the Battle of Hundred Kingdoms. You should also know this person."
Over at Tianluo Valley, several disciples were sitting, and one of the young men asked Shui Huan.
"know!"
Shui Huan nodded. When Jia Fengmao stood up just now, he realized that Liu Wuxie was also here, and he didn't have time to go up and say hello.
"Is this person really as unworthy as Jia Fengmao said?"
The disciples from Tianluo Valley continued to ask.
Liu Wuxie, as described by Jia Fengmao, was simply heinous, extremely evil, and a ruthless person.
"On the contrary, he is the most worthy friend."
Shui Huan and Liu Wuxie were not very familiar, and they had only communicated with each other a few times during the Battle of Hundred Kingdoms.
These geniuses all have extraordinary talents, whether in experience or wisdom, far beyond ordinary people.
Many things can be inferred from just one thing.
"In that case, we might as well go over and get acquainted."
Several disciples from Tianluo Valley stood up and planned to make friends with Liu Wuxie. Happy Novel
"Brother...you..."
Shui Huan stood up.
He didn't go to see Liu Wuxie for a long time because he was afraid that his senior brothers would have ideas about Liu Wuxie, so he pretended not to know him.
Senior brother stood up on his own initiative and went to look for Liu Wuxie. Was he also going for the treasure?
Of course Shui Huan doesn't want Tianluo Valley to be like Qinghongmen and Daqimen, doing some dirty things for so-called resources.
"You misunderstood, we just want to get to know each other!"
Several fellow apprentices patted Shui Huan on the shoulders, indicating that he didn't need to be nervous.
They also disdain to arm themselves by robbing others. Such people are destined not to go far.
Shui Huan's heart dropped when he heard his senior brothers say this.
"Then I will introduce you to all the senior brothers!"
Shui Huan walked towards Liu Wuxie with more than a dozen Tianluo Valley disciples, immediately attracting a lot of attention.
"Look, Tianluo Valley can't sit still anymore. Could it be that they also want to divide Liu Wuxie's treasures."
There were discussions all around. Who wouldn't be greedy for treasures such as the Glazed Holy Liquid and Ancient Fragments?
"Everyone in Tianluo Valley calls themselves a gentleman, but at this moment they look no different from us."
There were bursts of ridicule from the Daqi Gate. Tianluo Valley has always called itself a gentleman.
But he didn't expect that what he did today was shocking.
There were waves of sneers coming from the other side of the Qinghong Gate.
The Xiexin Palace was indifferent. If they wanted to rob, they would never do it here. Instead, they would do it secretly. This is the style of the Xiexin Palace. They would kill Liu Wuxie and then rob him.
Liu Wuxie frowned slightly, wondering if it was over yet.
One after another, he had already suffered several waves of harassment before the poetry and poetry conference began.
Anyone else would be upset.
"Brother Liu!"
Shui Huan strode over and hugged Liu Wuxie with a very angry tone.
"Brother Shui Huan!"
Seeing Shui Huan, Liu Wuxie stood up with a hint of excitement on his face.
A feeling of meeting an old friend in a foreign land arises spontaneously.
The Battle of the Hundred Kingdoms left Liu Wuxie with a deep memory of only a few people, and Shui Huan was one of them.
Both of them were very excited. When they saw Liu Wuxie, Shui Huan quickly stepped forward and hugged her.
This move shocked everyone. Tianluo Valley was not going to snatch the treasure.
The relationship between them is extraordinary.
"Brother Liu, let me introduce you. This is Hua Chenye, senior brother Hua."
The first person Shui Huan introduced was Hua Chenye.
On the way here, Liu Wuxie heard a lot of legends about Hua Chenye. He heard that he was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. In today's poetry and song competition, he was 70% certain to get first place.
"Brother Hua!"
Liu Wuxie clasped his fists.
Hua Chenye returned the greeting with fists in his hands, his eyes were clear, and he did not look like a treacherous person.
Then they introduced each other one by one, and everyone was very polite to Liu Wuxie. They chatted for more than ten minutes, until the bell rang and the poetry and song conference officially began, everyone gave up.
"Brother Liu, why not go over there and sit with us?"
Shui Huan invited Liu Wuxie to the Tianluo Valley area, and everyone took care of each other.
He's sitting here alone, it's too eye-catching.
All the tables had companions, except Liu Wuxie, who was alone.
"No, I like peace and quiet. It's nice to sit here."
Liu Wuxie declined, knowing that Shui Huan meant well.
As he got closer to Tianluo Valley, others would naturally be wary of him in order to protect Liu Wuxie.
The other party insisted on this, and Shui Huan couldn't force it, so he had to return to his position.
Everyone took their seats, and many maids carried plates and various exquisite foods to their tables.
The polygonatum odoratum that came up just now has been removed and replaced with new tea.
"Everyone has taken the trouble to come all the way to attend tonight's poetry and song conference. I would like to express my deepest gratitude. The tea and wine tonight will be freely available. Please don't be polite."
A voice that made people feel numb all over appeared, and a graceful figure slowly walked out from the depths of the second floor.
The face is veiled, leaving only a pair of eyes outside.
Just a pair of eyes is enough to make countless people fascinated.
What kind of eyes are those? Every movement of the corners of the eyes seems to be conveying a message.
It is said that eyes can speak and are the windows to the soul. Murong Yi's eyes are the best interpretation at this moment.
The white forehead, smooth black hair, well-fitting clothes, exuding a charming fragrance, and the captivating voice make people irresistible.
Everyone present had already forgotten what happened just now, and all eyes were focused on Murong Yi alone.
Liu Wuxie was secretly on guard. This woman was so extraordinary. Not only had she practiced the Paradise Sutra, but what was even more terrifying was that she had also practiced mind-reading.
Her eyes seemed to be able to see through people's souls. This was also a kind of soul technique, not inferior to Liu Wuxie's Ghost Eye Technique.
Her beautiful eyes looked towards the first floor, scanning everyone's face, and finally landed on Liu Wuxie's face.
He nodded slightly, which made everyone crazy. Why did Liu Wuxie nod when he looked at Liu Wuxie.
Liu Wuxie nodded in return.
Liu Wuxie will never be rude when it comes to proper etiquette.
The moment their eyes touched, there was a ripple in Liu Wuxie's eyes, a mysterious force that wanted to enter his body and read his soul.
The Divine Book of Heaven suddenly unfolded, blocking all energy.