Taking advantage of this celebration, Shen Zhuangheng also came to the Mocha Sect with Baiyin Valley's team. It was not his turn to send congratulatory gifts or speak official terms as the leader. He came just to get together with Tong Yan.
From the time they came to the world of cultivation, the two of them joined different sects, and then they spent less time together and more time apart.
If it weren't for the profound dependence on each other when we were young, the simple relationship between siblings without blood ties would probably gradually fade away with the endless years.
He still clearly remembers that when he was so hungry as a child that he almost gnawed the bark of a tree, a half-year-old girl handed him a piece of food and stayed with him through the cold winters year after year.
No matter how many years later, he would always remember the kindness of a meal at that time and the companionship that followed. Even if he now has a family and has another person who is very important to him, Tong Yan will leave a mark in his life. The traces will never fade.
"Hi Su Mu, I'm fine. Let's go. I'll take you to Yatai City for dinner." Tong Yan was in a very good mood after seeing Shen Zhuangheng. He jumped up and down while walking, and his ponytail was tied up. Swinging it back and forth, it's so lively.
It's rare for the two of them to meet each other, so they naturally want to go out to eat and hang out together. Perhaps because there was a lack of food when they were young, they always have an unusual obsession with food.
Shen Zhuangheng took out the oil paper bag and handed the sliced fried chicken to Tong Yan, "Let's have something to eat first. It's baked with a secret method from other places. It's an exclusive recipe."
Just smelling the fragrance made Tong Yan salivate. He didn't care about being on the road, so he smoked a chicken leg and started to chew on it.
"Where did you buy it? I want to steal it. I have no money in the future. Selling fried chicken is also a way to get rich." Tong Yan chewed the chicken in his mouth and said inarticulately.
Shen Zhuangheng remembered how he used to worry about money and said with a smile: "I forgot, but I should be able to do something about it through research. When the time comes, you can collect the money and I will blow it up."
Tong Yan nodded seriously, not feeling ashamed at all for enslaving Shen Zhuangheng, "Good idea! That's it."
Everyone was talking enthusiastically, and Tong Yan even imagined the scene of opening a chain of fried chicken restaurants in the future. For a while, he didn't even notice anyone looking at them.
Shen Zhuangheng first spotted the man in black robe standing not far away and whispered to Tong Yan to look over.
"Do you recognize that person?"
Tong Yan stopped biting the chicken leg, followed his gaze, and suddenly frowned.
"A person from the God-killing Hall." After thinking about this person's name, he added, "My name is Lu Jin, and he's here to send a congratulatory gift."
The celebration will be held tomorrow, so it is not surprising that the people from the God-killing Hall are still in the sect.
Shen Zhuangheng's eyes moved slightly, and he told her without concealing anything: "He has been looking here for a while. I thought you knew each other, so it would be best if we didn't socialize. This person doesn't look simple."
Not only is it not easy to summarize, it is clearly very dangerous. Just from the blood and cold evil aura, you can see the words "Jie Ye is not a good person".
When Tong Yan looked over, he felt as if he was meeting the other person's eyes, and his whole body seemed to be firmly locked by his gaze, with nothing to hide from.
The inexplicable familiarity and unspeakable feeling of suffocation made her feel uncomfortable. She looked away expressionlessly, dragging Shen Zhuangheng to quicken his pace and leave.
A few feet away in the bushes, several disciples in black were hiding and looking over here.
"Manager Fang, what do you think Elder Lu is doing standing there?" One person asked Fang Huai, the most senior among them.
Fang Huai was the first among them to follow Lu Jin. Who knew how to figure out this man's thoughts best, it was him.
Before the fat man Fang Huai could answer, a fellow disciple next to him said with a sense of superiority, "I guess you are just following Elder Lu. It's so rare. We, Elder Lu, love beauty the most. You must have been looking at the disciple of Sect Master Shang just now."
After saying that, he smiled with an unknown meaning, "She is a flower of the Mosha Sect, and she can barely match our elders."
The disciple who asked the question was almost convinced. After knowing that he was going to do something with Lu Jin, he went to inquire about Lu Jin.
This man was an out-and-out lustful person. Before he joined the God-killing Hall, he had been hunted for more than ten years because he stole fragrances and jade from daughters of aristocratic families and climbed over walls to pick flowers.
It is said that his various abilities were developed when he was hunted by female cultivators all over the world.
After Lu Jin joined the God-killing Hall, he still remained stubborn. He often visited romantic places and was surrounded by beauties of all kinds. Although he had become more restrained in the past ten years, he still had two charming beauties in the house.
Tong Yan from the Mosha Sect has a beautiful appearance and is young. Not only is it not strange that Lu Jin, an old pervert, would target him, but it is quite normal.
At the same time, a subtle thought that this was indeed the case arose in the minds of several people.
In the past, these matters of visiting and dealing with other sects were all handled by Li Mingyuan, the only elder in the sect with a good reputation. Moreover, this person had some superficial friendship with the new Shang sect leader, so it was most appropriate for him to come this time.
In the end, it was Elder Lu who snatched the opportunity to show up. Everyone secretly doubted his intentions. Was he using this to tell everyone that he was the most important person from above? Even Li Mingyuan, who had a deep foundation, could not compare.
But now there is another reason, he is here to find female disciples of the Immortal Sect.
In fact, it's just a matter of looking for a bed partner. Most people can easily find someone by using some small tricks.
The difficulty was that he was interested in the only disciple of the leader of the Mosha Sect. Although Lu Jin was very powerful, if he wanted to get his hands on him, he was afraid of getting into trouble and offending the entire Mosha Sect if he was not careful.
"That's right, regardless of who our Elder Lu is, she is lucky to have fallen in love with her." Another disciple has been following Lu Jin for several years and has long been impressed by his skills and has become his crazy fan.
There is no one in the world who cannot trust Elder Lu, and he cannot do this.
Fang Huai, who was fat and somewhat funny, remained silent. He was always paying attention to his boss's situation and didn't pay attention to what the people around him said.
Until I heard someone suggesting that someone should be robbed and sent to Elder Lu's room, I saw someone who was several feet away appeared in front of me in the blink of an eye.
Fang Huaicheng came out of the bushes in fear and waited quietly for the boss's instructions. When the disciples behind him noticed that the person in question appeared in front of them, they immediately followed him in silence and stood with their heads down.
There was no discernible emotion or anger in the man's pleasant voice, "Who had a good idea just now?"
The two disciples standing in the back row were overjoyed, thinking that the strategy they had just discussed had touched the elder's mind and pleased him, so now they wanted to 'reward according to merit'.
At that moment, he was overjoyed and admitted, "I am a disciple."
Fang Huai, who was at the front, felt a chill in his body when he heard the first question from above. He instinctively sensed that the boss was in a bad mood at the moment.
But he didn't find the reason for the boss's bad mood, so he didn't dare to speak rashly. When he felt uneasy, the boss looked at him and said to him lightly.
"Write it down."
Lu Jin glanced at the faces of the two disciples, left a few words that confused the others, and then turned around and left.
After the people left, other people hurriedly asked Fang Huai what Elder Lu meant, especially the two disciples who had just spoken out. They thought that they had given advice to the elder, and the meaning of the elder's words was for him to write down.
They give them rewards.
Fang Huai dealt with it very perfunctorily. When he looked at the two people who just spoke, his eyes were like looking at dead people.
If he understood correctly, the boss wanted to deal with these two people, so he asked him to write it down.
It was a pity that the two disciples had no idea that the danger was coming, and they were only thinking about the good strategy just now and what Lu Jin would reward them.