Sun Ning didn't know that the two red clouds that suddenly appeared on the girl's face were from her. At this moment, a subtle emotion arose in her heart.
"Brother, come in with me. I'll see who dares to stop you!"
Feng Piaoyu said very seriously.
She was already sorting out her mood silently so as not to be seen by others.
Sun Ning smiled and said: "That's fine, thank you very much."
"Brother, why are you being polite to me?"
Feng Piaoyu stuck out her tongue coquettishly, pulled Sun Ning and walked into the cutting building.
Not far away, another woman stood side by side with Feng Piaoxue. Her skin was as white as snow and her appearance was as beautiful as a flower. A lavender embroidered long skirt added a lot of elegance and mysterious temperament to her. Plus that hair
With waterfall-like black hair and a slender and curvy figure, she is actually a rare beauty.
She stood next to the stunning Feng Piaoxue. Not only was she not outdone in the slightest, but there was a kind of contrast between them.
Among so many friends, this woman is the only good friend that Feng Piaoxue trusts and will tell her the truth, Song Qingmei, the son of Emperor Dan from the Shendan Palace.
The scene where Song Qingmei was thoughtful and Feng Piaoyu's face was slightly red, even her sister didn't notice, but she noticed it.
Of course, this is nothing extraordinary.
Girls aged fourteen or fifteen are at the age when they are beginning to have romantic feelings, and some may develop feelings for some members of the opposite sex.
What really shocked Song Qingmei was that her best friend, whom she had known for more than ten years, showed an attitude she had never seen before.
Just now, in just a short moment, Feng Piaoxue's eyes almost never moved away from that young man.
In her wonderful eyes, she was sometimes confused, sometimes disappointed, sometimes angry, sometimes mocking... Not only did she pay close attention to every move of the young man, but almost every moment, her mood was obviously affected by the other person's actions.
influence.
Even all this attention is negative emotion.
But don’t all the relationships in the world begin with paying attention to a person?
The most outrageous thing is that that boy is just a casual cultivator!
My sister, even if you fall in love with any man, please find a better one, okay?
"What on earth is this boy capable of? It actually makes the Feng family sisters a little confused! No, I have to help them, so as not to be fooled by this boy!"
Song Qingmei secretly made up her mind, then smiled lightly and said: "That casual cultivator actually dared to kill the guards of the cutting building. He looked very grand. But I estimate that if you were not here, he would never dare to
Hands-on."
Her meaning is obvious.
The reason why Sun Ning dared to kill two guards just now was because a dog relied on human strength, a fox pretended to be a tiger, and he borrowed the east wind from Feng Piaoxue sisters.
Of course, it's no wonder she thinks so. After all, according to common sense, if a mere casual cultivator dares to offend such a famous force as Jiejie Lou, isn't that asking for death?
Hearing this, Feng Piaoxue also frowned and said calmly: "Let's go in too. Let's take a look first."
Song Qingmei knew that her words had already made her best friends suspicious again. She was secretly proud and said secretly: "Humph! I have to show this boy a little bit and let him know that the sky is high and the sky is high. How can some women be like him?
What status can be coveted?"
She walked into the cutting building with Feng Piaoxue, with a conspiratorial smile on her beautiful face.
On the third floor of the cutting building, an old man with gray hair wearing a brocade robe clearly witnessed the entire process of Sun Ning killing the two guards.
There was a stern look on his brow.
However, when the people in the cutting building were about to rush out to deal with Sun Ning, they were stopped by his message.
"Huazong is involved, so it's hard to make rash decisions. Just stay outside the building and don't let this kid get away easily. For the rest, wait for my orders."
Then, the owner of the cutting room came to the small hall on the second floor that was very exquisitely decorated and did not lose the luxury.
Above the hall door, there are four words written "Unhappy".
The tables, chairs and tables in the hall are all made of real golden nanmu that is at least ten thousand years old and carefully carved by the best craftsmen. Even after the tables and chairs are made, they still have a faint vitality.
, filling the entire hall with an unusually agile and comfortable atmosphere.
If ordinary people stay here for a day or two, their stubborn and chronic diseases will disappear.
When entering the door, a warm smile appeared on the face of the host.
The moment he stepped into the door of the house, he cupped his hands and said loudly: "You have come all the way, thank you for your hard work! Geniuses from all walks of life gather here to cut the building, it is really brilliant. You are willing to sell me this thin noodles, which makes this old man
I am both scared and grateful. I just hope that everyone who comes here with requests today will be satisfied."
The personal trade fair of Cutting House is, of course, organized by Cutting House. The owner of Cutting House personally checks every invitation and who should be invited to participate.
Of course, when he said such words, he also had a lot of self-effacing words, which made people very fond of him.
"The original poster made a strong statement."
Everyone said in unison.
"Please sit down, please sit down!"
The hostess smiled and nodded, and after making a gesture of invitation, he came to the main seat and sat down.
Everyone took their seats one after another.
The owner of the cutting building smiled and said: "This is the second private trade fair held in this building this year. The cutting building always adheres to the principle of mutual benefit. I hope you can find rare treasures in cultivation, or explore the secrets of cultivation together.
Difficulties, make progress together, improve together, follow the footsteps of Mr. Ye, and achieve the supreme holy way!"
The Mr. Ye he is talking about is, of course, Ye Langya, who is now the second person on the Longevity List.
Everyone cupped their hands again and said, "Let the original poster worry about it."
Whenever people with status and status gather together, they will first exchange some false politeness, and then make everyone have a good and friendly relationship. The trade fair at the Cutting Floor is not exempt from this custom.
The owner of the cutting room waved his hand with satisfaction and said happily: "Before the trade fair begins, I must introduce everyone present. Everyone has been cultivating for many years, and most of them only hear their names and have never met them.
, we have been friends for a long time and have a close relationship. Taking this opportunity today is also an opportunity for everyone to communicate and get to know each other."
“What the host said is absolutely true!”
The owner of the cutting room opened his palm, pointed to the first person under his left hand, and said happily: "This Master Kong Xuan is the emperor's son of Qiankun Shenwu Palace. He is only twenty-three years old, but his cultivation has reached the level of half a step to the nine calamities.
! Known as the person with the fastest cultivation speed in the Qiankun Shenwu Palace in the past hundred years, he has broken countless cultivation records. In the future, becoming a saint is just around the corner!" (To be continued)