There are only four food tables placed in the room at the moment. The main seat is on top, and Master Ning is sitting cross-legged. There are two food tables on his left hand side, which are empty at the moment. There is one food table on the right side.

There is also a brocade cotton pad with a brighter color!

"Here we come! Sit down!" Taoist Master Ning gestured kindly to the right, asked Shu Yun to sit down, and then said with a smile: "Wait a moment, there are two more people, we will start the table when we are all here."

Shu Yun nodded, and after sitting down cross-legged, he patiently stared down at the plates of cold food and fruits and vegetables on the food table. The tip of his nose was constantly trying to identify what the aroma of the food floating in the air might look like.

"Miss Shu, are you a little hungry?" It seemed that because the other two people had not arrived, Taoist Ning couldn't help but start talking to Shu Yun again.

"It's okay, thank you, Taoist priest." Shu Yun wanted to shake his head, but after thinking about it, he responded politely. Otherwise, it would be really embarrassing and embarrassing if his stomach growled as soon as he finished speaking.

!

Daochang Ning smiled and nodded, and after saying no, he asked again: "Miss Shu has been in that forest for more than an hour, right? But she knows something about it?"

"No! I almost fainted." Shu Yun twitched her lips in embarrassment, and then felt a little depressed. News about the boys in the yard came so fast! She didn't take a break all the way, why?

Taoist Ning got the news.

"Haha." Taoist Ning did not mean to laugh at Shu Yun. He laughed dryly and then asked with shining eyes: "Then, where did my disciple meet you, Miss Shu?"

"Your disciple?" When Shu Yun heard what Taoist Ning said, he was stunned. The man in the painting under the pavilion suddenly popped into his mind. His whole body tensed up and he asked nervously.

: "Taoist Master, you are talking about..."

"He's the one who brought Miss Shu out of the forest!" Daochang Ning's eyes narrowed slightly, and with an endless smile, he asked Shu Yun somewhat narrowly: "How is it, Miss Shu?"

, this veteran disciple looks pretty good, right?"

Shu Yun's eyes widened, his mind went blank for a moment, and he didn't know what to say.

"Do you know why the old Taoist invited Miss Shu to come to the banquet today? It's the disciple of the old Taoist who came to Yucheng today!" Taoist Ning said with emotion on his face, and said to Shu Yun: "His kid has been very busy recently.

We have to leave again tomorrow. If we delay this, the old man will not have a chance to let Miss Shu meet him next time... How about it? Miss Shu, that guy is good-looking, right? You don't know.

, How much effort did Lao Dao spend in order to get his boy to become a disciple of Lao Dao..."

If we were to talk about Shu Yun's expression at this moment, it would definitely be completely dull.

That man who looks like an immortal, is he a disciple of Taoist Master Ning? Another Taoist priest?

It’s right when you think about it, only those who practice Taoism can have such extraordinary beauty!

Taoist Master Ning looked like he couldn't bear to look back on the past when he talked about it, but it was extremely obvious that his eyes were full of pride and pride, which showed that he was quite satisfied with this disciple.

It's a pity that Shu Yun has been in a state of shock at this moment. She barely remembers what Taoist Ning said specifically.

Just as Taoist Ning was enjoying his words, a boy hunched over and trotted not far away reported: "Taoist Master, my third son and Mr. Wen are here."

Daochang Ning nodded lightly, quickly stopped his mouth, smiled and said to Shu Yuan: "We are here, Miss Shu."

Shu Yun nodded dullly, turned around and saw two figures coming from outside.

However, it seemed that there was only one person that Shu Yun could see.

That person, dressed in moon-white clothes, walked over like a flowing cloud. His complexion was fair, and his facial features were as handsome as if they had been carved from jade. His eyes were as clear as crystals immersed in water, as if they were filled with thousands of colored glazes.

The light, with a hint of red in the corners of the eyes, is like that wisp of spring breeze, which contains endless warmth. One glance at it can make people feel as if the spring breeze is boundless, and the beauty is as if they are trapped in the clear sky.

There are not many decorations on his body. He wears a belt embroidered with cloud patterns around his waist and a piece of mutton-fat white jade. He uses a minimalist white ribbon on his head to tie up his long black and shiny hair.

They were all pulled together, and the hair hung gently on the shoulders and back, drawing elegant arcs in the air with his steps.

This person should only exist in heaven, how rare is it to be seen in the human world?

Shu Yun stared blankly at the man sitting cross-legged opposite him near Daoist Ning, looking at him distantly, then he came back to his senses, quickly looked away, and stared with a blush.

He turned to the food table in front of him.

"Is Third Young Master feeling better?" Taoist Ning didn't say much. After the two people sat down, he asked the other person.

Shu Yun heard the sound and immediately looked curiously at the other person opposite. At this glance, he was stunned again.

The so-called Third Young Master had a sallow complexion, sunken eye sockets, high cheekbones, dull eyes, and bloodshot eyes. At first glance, he showed that his mental state had been poor for a long time and his body was extremely weak.

"Thank you, Taoist Priest, for your concern!" The man said in a weak voice, cupping his hands towards Taoist Priest Ning, and after replying, he breathed heavily.

"Don't talk when you're tired!" The immortal in the painting frowned slightly and looked at Taoist Ning with some complaints, "Master, you know his body, why bother asking?"

"Didn't I just look at the witch doctors that Third Young Master has seen a lot of recently and ask about the situation? What? I can't ask anymore?" Taoist Ning asked the fairy in the painting unhappily and looked at it.

He frowned slightly and stared at himself, then turned away without hesitation, looked at Shu Yun with a smile and said, "I forgot to introduce you to Miss Shu. This is my unlucky disciple, Wen Yeyan.

The other person you want to help see is Miss Shu, General Duan’s third son, Duan Yinrui."

When Shu Yun heard this, his entire attention was instantly focused on Duan Yinrui, looking at him intently, without the nymphomaniac look that he had just looked at Wen Yeyan in a daze.

However, the more he looked at Duan Yinrui, the more Shu Yun frowned.

How could the third son of the Duan family in front of her be as handsome as Kong Lingyi had told her before?

What is unparalleled handsomeness? Elegant grace?

The Duan Family Saburo in front of him is obviously just a haggard skeleton, as if his energy has been drained out. He can only walk with one breath. If you don't pay attention, maybe after stumbling, this Duan Family Saburo will never be able to climb again.

Woke up!

Shu Yun frowned for no reason, and moved forward to check his pulse.
Chapter completed!