The whole sect is reborn

When Ling Junqian and his party brought these two brothers and sisters, who claimed to be outer disciples of Jingshui Sect, to the "Meisheng" inn, Zhu Fu found that Lin Kunlun was obviously stunned for a moment.

Apparently he had just seen what happened to Mei Sheng's family.

However, Lin Kunlun behaved very appropriately and did not hide anything.

"I was just above the flower market, and I also saw the family of the little girl Meisheng below. Fortunately, the little girl Meisheng was okay in the end, otherwise, her parents would have been so worried."

After a little sigh, Lin Kunlun naturally changed the topic.

"This inn must have just been renovated, right? It's really clean. These fellow Taoists really know how to find a place to find a quiet place in the middle of the hustle and bustle, and feel at ease. It's really a great place."

Who wouldn’t want to hear something nice?

What's strange is that Lin Kunlun, who claims to be an outer disciple of Jingshui Sect, doesn't look like a person who can speak nice things. Ling Junqian and others can clearly tell from this man's bearing and cultivation that he must come from a large sect.

The Jingshui Sect is just a fifth-grade sect, not conspicuous at all in the world of Jinyuan, not to mention it is an outer disciple with limited resources and an awkward status. How can it be possible for him to have Lin Kunlun's magnanimity?

Although Lin Kunlun's appearance has been modified, he must be a leading figure in a large sect.

But I don’t know which sect is so lucky to have cultivated such a thoughtful person. It’s really enviable.

Of course, their Wuji Sect is not bad either. His disciples are all among the best, and they will definitely have a better future in the future!

Ling Junqian, who was thinking this way, smiled and nodded.

"Actually, we were recommended here when we entered the city. When we came, we took a look and found that this place is really good, so we stayed here."

Lin Kunlun smiled and was about to go in and take a look when he noticed a stone carving inlaid on the wall in a conspicuous place on the outer wall of Meisheng Inn.

Carved on this stone carving is a branch of a nanmu flower, which is lifelike and beautiful. It even glows with a faint fluorescence under the moonlight.

At the bottom of this stone carving, there is a walnut-sized inscription, which reads the word "Liancheng" as graceful as a flower branch.

"This is……"

At this time, Lao Wan, who heard the commotion and came out to check, saw Zhu Fu and his group bringing back two strangers, and subconsciously smiled on his face.

"This is the reward from the City Lord's Mansion that my Meisheng received for winning first place at the South Street Flower Festival. This is a stone sculpture carved by the City Lord himself. It is the only one even in Paradise City!"

Lao Wan's pride can be seen in his words, but this is indeed something to be proud of.

After all, it was an honor earned by his own children's hard work. Even Lin Kunlun couldn't help but admire it, and Lao Wan's face turned rosy before he revealed his purpose.

"Fellow Taoist, my junior sister and I want to stay here. I wonder if there are enough rooms?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Lao Wan opened his mouth with a smile and warmly invited Lin Kunlun and Zhu Fu to come in.

If Lin Kunlun's performance is outstanding, Lin Ruoruo's performance is a bit disappointing.

Because Zhu Fu, who was closest to her, could see her poorly concealed disdain at a glance.

Probably because the place where Lin Ruoruo lived before was so nice, when he saw this small inn with only three floors, the displeasure on his face was less obvious.

But no one looked at her at the moment, or even if they saw it, they didn't care. After all, Lin Kunlun, the one who made the decision, made people feel so comfortable when he spoke, so there was no need to care about such small details.

After entering, Zhu Fu saw Mei Sheng and Ah Mei, mother and daughter, holding Mei Sheng and sitting together talking to each other under the Nanmu tree.

Seeing the way Mei smiled and held the cloud cake while talking, Zhu Fu knew that she must have escaped a beating. To be honest, no mother would spank her child when it seemed that he was missing.

Right? What someone said on the street just now was most likely to scare Mei Sheng.

At this moment, not only Zhu Fu saw Mei Sheng, but Mei Sheng also saw Zhu Fu holding a branch of Nanmu flower in his hand.

I immediately screamed out in surprise!

"It's you! I thought you wouldn't come back tonight! How about it? Isn't our Flower Festival in Paradise City nice? You're not a bad person either. Nanmu Huazhi attracted so many spiritual butterflies! Not bad, not bad

, he is worthy of being my Mei Sheng’s friend..."

Zhu Fu didn't say a word, but the Meisheng child said so much in an overly lively manner.

So Lin Ruoruo, who was following Zhu Fu, was stunned for a moment, and then took a step back with an unsightly expression. She didn't like such a talkative child. And in the sect, a child of this age would never go to him.

In front of her.

Although Mei Sheng is small, he is extremely clever.

Although Zhu Fu always has a straight face, he will listen to her carefully and interact with her. Even if she says something that sounds unrealistic, he will seriously ask her why. So Mei Sheng still likes Zhu Fu.

of.

As for Lin Ruoruo, who seemed quite friendly, Mei Sheng felt a little uncomfortable.

Don't think that she can't tell because she's young. This person obviously doesn't like her talking so much, and he still smiles fakely!

Pooh!

She, Mei Sheng, is the child king of South Street! Since she doesn’t like herself, then she shouldn’t play with this big sister!

With this thought in mind, Mei Sheng simply grabbed Zhu Fu's wrist and led her to run under the Nanmu tree.

"Come and see, I just found a nest of ants, it's so beautiful..."

Lin Ruoruo, who was ignored and left behind, froze. Then she looked at her senior brother with an aggrieved look and lowered her head.

But this time Lin Kunlun had no choice. Mei Sheng was just a seven or eight-year-old girl. She could like or dislike whomever she wanted. He couldn't force others to like his little junior sister and play with her.

Therefore, I can only go and comfort my little junior sister first.

Watching Lin Kunlun take Lin Ruoruo to his room, Ling Junqian and several disciples stood leisurely on the edge of the lobby, watching two little girls, one big and one small, talking to each other and watching ants play under the tree.

Ah Mei was also looking at Mei Sheng, her eyes full of love.

When you see your children playing happily, elders will probably smile like this unconsciously.

A faint quiet atmosphere circulates in the small inn, making the night gentle.

After a while, the spiritual butterflies lingering on the flower branches of the tourist Nanmu seemed to have received an order. They flapped their wings in unison, left the flower branches, and returned to the Nanmu tree. In the second half of the night, these spiritual butterflies will be on the Nanmu tree.

Complete the task of reproducing future generations.

By this time next year, there will be a large group of spiritual butterflies migrating thousands of miles away, adding a mysterious and dreamy color to the city.