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"Who's in&%#@?...Hmm?!"

A stunning beauty with sharp eyebrows and phoenix eyes looked at Lin Yi who was two tables away. With curiosity in her eyes, she asked her companions at the table in a low voice.

As soon as I finished speaking, I was shocked because I realized that the words I spoke were incomprehensible.

"Sister Yaoyue~ There are some things that shouldn't be said here~"

At the same table, an elf-like girl covered her red lips and said with a smile.

Yao Yue raised her eyebrows when she heard this, and just as she was about to speak, the same chuckle sounded around her:

"Sister Huanwan also said that sister Yaoyue, I heard that you were like this all the time when you first came here, too?"

The person who spoke was playing with the wine glass in his hand. Under the same heroic and proud eyebrows as Yao Yue, his beautiful face was half joking and half serious.

"Okay~Okay~" Huanwan looked at the woman who came forward to invite Yue Yue, spit out her pink and fragrant tongue, raised the wine glass in her hand, stretched it towards Yao Yue and the woman beside her, then raised her head and drank it all , still smiling like a flower: "Sister Gongsun, why are you so serious? Isn't this just a joke to everyone~"

"Sister Huhun likes to play around, and all the sisters know that. It's just that sister Yaoyue, sister Gongsun, and sister Murong came later and didn't get along with us sisters as much, so they don't know. It's understandable. It's true~" A girl next to Huanwen, who was petite and had a childish face, but in a certain way was quite majestic, added with a smile.

At this moment, on the round table, the girl who just spoke for the last time and Huanwan were both smiling, looking relaxed and comfortable.

Opposite where the two women were sitting, the three women who had just been called had a smile on their face, but there was a hint of coldness in their eyes.

In the other two positions on the table, there were three girls sitting on each side, who did not participate in the conversation on the table.

Three pretty girls with similar looks, who were suspected to be triplets, with somewhat exotic faces and clothes, were lowering their heads at the moment, seeming to be examining the dishes on the table.

There are three beautiful girls on the other side, two carrying swords on their backs. One is in fluttering white clothes, one is in a pink robe, and the other is holding a green jade shawl and wearing a green skirt. They are all sitting upright with calm expressions. Only one From time to time, when he turned his head to look at Lin Yi who was talking to someone not far away, his expression would fluctuate slightly.

"Zhi Ruomei...Sister, I haven't seen you for more than two years, how are you doing?" A stuttered greeting sounded from the side, breaking the somewhat stagnant atmosphere at the round table where the girls were sitting.

"No...Zhang Shixiong? Zhiruo has met Zhang Shixiong~" The girl in a pink robe with a sword on her back stood up, bowed slightly to the visitor, and said softly.

For a time, more than ten pairs of beautiful eyes looked at the young man who suddenly appeared, either curiously or indifferently.

This young man was none other than Zhang Wuji, who had just come over from the table of the swordsmen group where Kou Zhong and others were.

Being surrounded by such powerful women, Zhang Wuji hurriedly clasped his fists in salute, and then quickly explained his purpose:

"Sister Zhiruo, the last time my brother came home, Uncle Zhou was having a conversation with his father. Uncle Zhou asked me to bring a family letter to my sister..."

With that said, he took out a tightly sealed metal box from the storage soul guide, handed it to Zhou Zhiruo, and spoke a little faster: "But during the training, Xun Kong opened it~ After a few chats, Wuji resigned! "

As soon as he finished speaking, he clasped his fists again, saluted the women at the table, quickly turned around and left, heading towards Kou Zhong and others.

...

"Huh~~"

Just after sitting down, Zhang Wuji took a deep breath and relaxed his tense expression.

"Snapped!"

A slender white palm patted Zhang Wuji's shoulder, then hugged him and put it around his neck, and whispered questioning words rang in his ears:

"Brother Wuji, do you recognize Miss Zhou and the others over there?"

"?!" Zhang Wuji was startled at first. After turning around and seeing the head resting on his shoulders, he looked at the other person's beard that was the same as his eyebrows. He felt relieved and nodded in reply: "It's Brother Lu. I'm scared."

I jumped. Yes, my younger brother and Zhi... Miss Zhou's family are family friends... As for the other few, I don't know them~"

"I see~" Lu Xiaofeng raised her hand and stroked her beard, her black and white eyes exuded a shrewd light, and she said cheerfully: "I know a few of them, and I can introduce them to Brother Wuji.

....”

"The one over there who is dressed in palace attire and has a high bun, is named Yao Yue. It is said that the martial spirit is a divine sword called 'Blue Blood Illuminating Painting', and it should have the strength of the soul master level now."

"The one on her left is called Gongsun Lan, also known as 'Gongsun Auntie'. She has a martial soul of 'sword weapon' and is a great soul master."

"The other one just came here not long ago. I don't know much about him. He seems to be a relative of Xie Xiaofeng, the 'Xie Family Divine Sword' in the Soul Sword Class. I only know his name is Murong Qiudi~"

"For the rest, let me introduce to Brother Wuji~" Kou Zhong pushed aside Lu Xiaofeng who was occupying his own seat: "Lu Xiaoji, I just went out to toast a few glasses of wine, so you come to our class's table

Here you go, aren’t you sitting with Ximen Chuixue and the others~ Go, go, if you want to sit here, bring a stool by yourself~"

After saying that, he ignored Lu Xiaofeng who was blowing his beard and staring. Kou Zhong and Lu Xiaofeng were just like Lu Xiaofeng, putting their arms around Zhang Wuji's shoulders. The two brothers had the same attitude:

"Brother Wuji, look~ those three people over there who look alike, the one who looks the oldest is Fu Junma, the adopted sister of my brother Xu Ziling and I. The other two are not her sibling sisters, but her

The two junior sisters are called Fu Junyu and Fu Junqiang respectively, and their martial souls are both 'Yijian', twenty-seventh level great soul masters."

"But~" Kou Zhong turned to look at the three sisters who had no sense of presence over there. He shook his head helplessly, and then said proudly: "Sister Wu and the others can use the trinity martial soul fusion skills, but they can fight against the soul sect."

!Gudu~”

As he spoke, he drank the wine in his hand.

"Where are the two people next to Miss Zhou?" Zhang Wuji poured a glass of wine for Kou Zhong and asked curiously.

"Those two~" Kou Zhong narrowed his eyes, shook the wine glass in his hand, and said: "The one who carries the sword like Miss Zhou is called Shi Feixuan. Like Miss Zhou, he is a student of the Weapon Soul Sword Class.

The Soul'Sukong Sword' is the one she carries on her back, and its strength is level 37 Soul Master!"

As he spoke, his eyes swept over the martial spirit ‘Yitian Sword’ carried on Zhou Zhiruo’s back, and finally looked at the girl in the green skirt, and gestured to Zhang Wuji beside him, saying:

"This person's name is Shi Qingxuan. Her martial spirit is the 'Jasper Xiao' in her hand. Her strength is the second strongest in our current generation, the forty-level soul sect!"

When talking about Shi Qingxuan, Kou Zhong's tone was filled with envy unconsciously. He was envious that his father was so powerful that he would send some extra secret cultivation medicines and treasures from time to time, allowing Shi Qingxuan to stand out among the already abundant people.

Among the women, she stood out immediately.

"Second?!" Zhang Wuji was startled. At such an age and with such strength, is he only second?

Shaking his head and shaking off his envy, Kou Zhong continued to introduce: "The one who is the smallest and looks the youngest, his name is Dugu Feng, the martial soul 'Biluo Hongchen Sword', a student of the sword class of the weapon soul department, the third

Level 15 Soul Lord."

"The last one~" Kou Zhong turned his face and looked at the last person over there with only the corner of his eyes, but his expression became solemn.

Not only Kou Zhong, but Zhang Wuji found that even the other people in the weapon soul sword class, except for the teacher Song Que, who was the "Heavenly Sword", looked a little fearful.

He and Kou Zhong each occupied half of the stool. Lu Xiaofeng, who had always looked cynical, also lowered his head subconsciously.

"What?" Zhang Wuji raised his eyes and looked at the elf-like woman over there, feeling a little strange.

"She is the chief of our [Ziyun Advanced Soul Master Academy]!" Lu Xiaofeng said in a faint tone before Kou Zhong spoke.