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The gray sky outside the window started to rain at some point, blurring the eyes looking out from the window.

Boom!

"Master, something happened again."

The sudden sound from outside the door was like a muffled thunder, and after rushing into the house, the lively atmosphere disappeared. The wine glass in Yang Zongxian's hand had been brought to his mouth, and he hesitated for a while, seeming to decide whether to drink or not.

Maybe you are deciding whether to let it go or not.

"Sect Master Wen, tell your servants to cook whatever you want to eat. I'll invite Lele to have two glasses of wine with Sect Master Wen. I have something else to do and I have to leave first."

Yang Zongxian put down his wine glass. He didn't feel any pain when the wine he was so crazy about spilled. He stood up and left the room without stopping.

Yang Lele nodded and sent his father out of the door, with a trace of confusion on his face. When he returned to the house, he was really ready to drink two glasses with Wen Ping, but he wandered around and spilled the wine on the table.

Not even aware of it.

It is rare for a monk at the fifth level of body refining to be so dull, like an unconscious vegetative person.

"Lele, is something wrong?"

Wen Ping couldn't help but asked curiously.

Yang Lele suddenly came back to his senses and was pulled out of his fugue by Wen Ping. He responded thoughtfully, but his voice was very slow. He spat out each word one by one, and the last few words suddenly sped up.

"I have never seen my father like this. Could something serious have happened?"

"If you're worried, you can go back and have a look."

"But this..."

Wen Ping interrupted him, "It's getting late, and I have to leave."

"Okay, Sect Leader, I'll see you off."

Yang Lele immediately put down the wine glass, stood up and picked up another jade bottle from the Bogu shelf, which was exactly the same as the wine Yang Zongxian took out just now. Then he walked to Wen Ping and handed it over with both hands. Wen Ping didn't take it, but Yun Liao took the first step.

Already.

"Since it is Patriarch Yang's kindness, Yun is disrespectful. This bottle of wine can be regarded as your apology fee."

Wen Ping watched Yun Liao come out of the house with wine and smiled helplessly. This guy ate and took wine, and he really didn't regard himself as an outsider. Then he also walked out of the house and walked down the stairs along the corridor.

We arrived at the gate of Baifeng Tower.

At this time, Shihua and the others also walked out of the house. When they reached the corner of the stairs, they lowered their heads and saw Wenping and the others who had just descended to the first floor.

The girl named Ye Zi concentrated her eyes and looked at Yun Liao with squinted eyes, and then saw Wen Ping walking behind him.

"Well, Shihua, aren't they your friends?"

Shihua immediately looked down and found Wen Ping and the others in the crowd, and couldn't help but murmured, "It turns out they haven't left yet."

At first she thought Wen and Ping had left. After all, they were too embarrassed to move their chopsticks while they were there. Once they left, they didn't come back for an hour. Who needs an hour to go to the toilet, even if he fell in, it takes an hour to get up.

Actually, even if she left, she didn't want to chase him back. It was awkward for the two of them to sit here. After all, they were both members of the Patron Sect.

Xiaoye suddenly thought of something and said in surprise: "They won't always be waiting for you down there, right?"

"ah?"

When Shihua heard this, she had no expression.

As I walked down the building, I felt a little weird.

If it were noon, Wen Pingping would have waited. This was what he should have done. After all, she had spared no effort to help with the promotion of the Hundred Sects Alliance. The relationship between the two was not that good to begin with, so to do this was the most benevolent and righteous thing to do.

And he also made himself wait.

But it was different now. Wen Ping had been standing waiting for him at the door of Baifeng Tower, where the wine and meat were fragrant. He could see that he couldn't eat, which made her feel a little guilty.

When she was about to stop them from walking out, Wen Ping and Yun Liao had already left Baifeng Tower.

"Forget it, just leave as soon as you leave, just as repaying me for helping him this time." Shihua muttered to himself silently.

After the three people went downstairs, they were slowly pushed to the door of Baifeng Tower by the crowd, and then stood at the door and looked up at the sky.

The misty drizzle brings a unique feeling to Cangwu City. In the mist, although you can't see anything you can usually see, it gives people a mysterious beauty. The green smoke curls up in the air, which is even more...

Added something special.

Just as this was happening, Xiaoye called out, "Shihua, your two friends are getting on the carriage. Ask them to take us down too."

"Why!"

"Stop."

One girl even ran forward two steps to catch up to Wen Ping's carriage, but was blocked by the water under her feet.

"Stop shouting, even if you are from the patron sect, no matter how beautiful you are, you still can't get on that carriage."

Suddenly, someone beside him sneered and spoke to the four of them.

Xiaoye immediately turned back.

"What's the meaning?"

The first is to ask the other person why they said that.

The second is to ask the other person why he dares to speak to him like this.

"Tch, you Guoshan Sect disciples who practice daily practice must not know that the carriage is exclusive to the young master of the Yang family. Yang Lele is a genius who has already reached the fifth level of body training at the age of 15. Even the elders of the Guoshan Sect refused to come to accept disciples in person. Don't

I’m talking about you three.”

"It's weird to believe you. I just fell in love with a disciple of the Immortal Sect." Xiaoye glared at the person next to him angrily, then moved to one side and told the other person with his actions that you are disgusting!

The man glanced at the empty space beside him, smiled faintly, and then said: "What a master who knows nothing. Yang Lele is now a member of the Immortal Sect, and the person who just got on the carriage is the young master of the Immortal Sect."

"Who are you lying to?"

"Believe it or not."

Shihua stared blankly at the carriage that was gradually receding in the rainy night, with a strange look on his face.

Then I recalled what Wen Ping said that day, "I have just accepted a monk who is at the 13th level of body refining as an elder, and by the way, I also took in a disciple. He is not very young, 15 years old, and he has barely reached the fifth level of body refining."

This was what Wen Ping said that day, and it seemed like a joke.

Now when I hear the person next to me say this, although what he said does not necessarily mean that it is true, it is still about 50-50 between true and false.

Is the Immortal Sect really different?

At this moment, someone next to him echoed Xiaoye's words again, "Okay, little girl, don't believe him. The young master of the Immortal Sect entered the Tianzi Room on the third floor today. That place is not for anyone."

Everyone can go in.”

This sentence shocked Shihua.

If what that person said just now was not enough to change her view of Wen Ping, what this person said now made her completely change her view of Wen Ping.

Tianzi room on the third floor!

Baifeng Tower, a house built by the head of the Yang family for himself.

On weekdays, except for the city lord, the sect master of the patron sect and the 13th-level elders of the five major body refinements who can be invited to enter, I have never heard of anyone being invited to enter that room at other times.

It’s so special that everyone in Cangwu City remembers it!

Could it be that the Immortal Sect is really different now, to the point where even the head of the Yang family entertains them warmly?