Demons Chat Group Makes Me Saint

Unable to figure out why, Ning Xiaolei stopped thinking about it.

However, except for Guan Yun, most people in the Yanhuang tribe did not believe that he remembered Aoxueer's appearance.

Some people who couldn't stand Ning Xiaolei even began to ridicule him, saying that Ning Xiaolei was trying to please others.

"You can't remember that it's you who are incompetent. Don't challenge everyone because they don't think the same as you and don't accept it!"

Ning Xiaolei looked at those who slandered him displeasedly, his eyes flashing with coldness.

As soon as he said this, no one dared to talk nonsense. The fate of Wang Qingyun and Huang Dong was there, and they did not want to end up in the same fate.

"Brother Lei, I believe you."

Zhao Xiaoshu and Shiyun came over, Zhao Xiaoshu said with a smile.

Shiyun, on the other hand, gave Ning Xiaolei a hard look and hummed: "Stop thinking and be honest, otherwise, hum, you know."

"Don't dare, wife, I'm just stating a fact, I don't have any other ideas, hehe."

Ning Xiaolei smiled sarcastically and took Shiyun's hand, his face full of seriousness.

Shiyun was speechless and glared at Ning Xiaolei again.

After leaving the Yanhuang Department, Ning Xiaolei and others came to a hotel in Longdu.

This hotel is unusual. From the outside, it looks like an ordinary house, nothing unusual.

But after entering, I found that there was something special inside, with classical decoration, quiet environment, and very stylish atmosphere.

There were many guests in the hotel. Ning Xiaolei took a casual look and was shocked to find that they were all cultivators.

Some people inside were wearing modern clothes, but there were also people wearing ancient clothes, and several others were wearing exactly the same clothes. They should belong to the same sect.

"Brother Xiaolei, what's up? This is a restaurant specially opened for cultivators. Ordinary people can't enter at all."

Guan Yun showed off with some pride on his face.

After cleaning up Wang Qingyun and others, Guan Yun insisted on taking Ning Xiaolei and Zhao Xiaoshu for a drink, and brought them here.

"Not bad, brother Guan Yun is very knowledgeable, Xiao Lei admires him."

Ning Xiaolei chuckled and deliberately showed an expression of admiration.

"Haha, I won't go home until I'm drunk today."

Guan Yun laughed, sat in a secluded place with Ning Xiaolei and others, called the waiter, and ordered a lot of special dishes here.

Since it is a cultivator's restaurant, the ingredients used here are naturally not ordinary items, but all kinds of natural materials and treasures.

Of course, what is spent here is naturally not money, but yuan stones.

When the food and wine arrived, Ning Xiaolei took a bite and his eyes immediately lit up. It was indeed delicious.

The quality of the ingredients has improved, the taste of the dishes will naturally be good, and the chefs here seem to be experts.

"Brother Xiao Lei, you must have never tasted this kind of delicious food. Eat more, and Xiao Shu, you and Shi Yun don't be polite either."

Guan Yun greeted everyone with a smile, the expression on his face was very sincere.

Ning Xiaolei nodded secretly, this Guan Yun was a person he could make friends with.

The four of them chatted while eating and drinking. After chatting for a while, they unknowingly started talking about Aoxue'er.

"Brother Xiaolei, you can actually remember the appearance of Bingqingxuexian, which makes Xiaoshu and I so envious!"

Guan Yun put his arm around Ning Xiaolei's shoulders and said with a bowl of wine in his mouth, his mouth full of wine.

This guy drank a lot just now and was a little dizzy. He suddenly forgot that Shiyun was next to him.

Ning Xiaolei didn't drink that much and was still awake. Seeing Shi Yun's resentful eyes, he coughed lightly and said, "Ao Xue'er and I just met each other, brother Guan Yun, don't talk nonsense."

"Where is it? It's the first time I've seen someone who still remembers Miss Aoxue'er's appearance after more than ten days. There must be a secret, right? Hehe."

Guan Yun smiled evilly, with an expression on his face that he understood.

Ning Xiaolei had no choice but to argue with a drunkard. He would definitely be the one to suffer, so he simply stopped arguing with him.

But Guan Yun didn't stop there, he kept talking.

This is especially evident in the status of Ao Xueer, the Bingqingxue Fairy, in the minds of these men in Longdu.

What Ning Xiaolei didn't know was that when Guan Yun was saying this, several men at a table not far away gradually showed cold looks in their eyes after hearing these words.