Long Chen took Zhou Molian's journey and took at least eight days to reach Wujiang County.

Prince Chishang in Wujiang County had long heard of the news of failure. The only good thing was that he heard that all the dead soldiers committed suicide by taking poison, and the contract he had in his hands could be seen, except for Zhou Molian, all of them were dead.

"Can the stronghold be discovered?" This made Prince Chi Jian very puzzled. He had already begun to suspect that someone had discovered their actions in advance, or that there was an insider around him now.

It snowed lightly in the sky, and a new student was welcomed among Romon.

Ling Qingyuan approached Luo Mon's gate, and there were nearly a hundred young girls around her, all of whom were excellent young talents from the main lineage and sect. Many people knew each other and talked, but she basically didn't know each other. Although she couldn't speak, looking at Luo Mon Pavilion, this was the top place in the Xuanwu Continent.

Romon was famous on the mainland for his various innovations and superb skills.

It feels like a dream.

Romon was filled with seven or eight floors of buildings, as well as enclosed training grounds.

Sitting cross-legged at the door, I thought the middle-aged man was, "No one was late."

Dare you be late? These young men are talking in their hearts. When they saw the man's blue breath burning on his body, they all swallowed. He smiled and said, "A total of ninety-three people, 76 of them have disrespectful words to me. I don't want to come out by myself."

"Honor of the Heart?"

Someone called out the title of this middle-aged man. This person was able to detect the other person's inner language at close range, which was very terrifying.

The seventy-six people dared not be disrespectful at all, and Romon was famously harsh.

No wonder many former Romon disciples were watching from a distance, and no one spoke. It turned out that there was such a lesson, "Respect for people is the basics. Romon can become a frontline force in the Xuanwu Continent, not only with our moves, but also with a learning and humble attitude, all around the red fighting platform for a hundred circles."

The large red fighting platform is five hundred meters wide. Many people are about to think about it, but they think that they are asking about the martial arts master, and they will be discovered at all disrespectful, so they can only start running obediently.

Ling Qingyuan is naturally not among them.

"You can go first for the remaining seventeen people. If the moon master recruits you to collect Romon's clothing, card orders, etc. If the moon master does not receive these items, go to Zhengluo Temple. Of course, someone will assign them to you."

Most of the new disciples of the Four Pavilions are family qualifications, which is the hope of the future for the second-class family. They have long been able to find a suitable moon master at all costs. Ling Qingyuan naturally followed Ning Yue Master.

But it was basically the first time I came to Romon and I couldn't find the way.

Seeing that Venerable Wenxin had continued to practice with her eyes closed.

The rest of the people understood that Lu had to ask himself, and there was a mouth under his nose. Ling Qingyuan walked behind and observed the actions of others first. There were many Romon disciples, and there were seven or eight who could see them.

"Hello, I..." The other party ignored it at all and left directly.

The young people around and around were trying, but no matter whether they passed by or practiced not far away, they did not respond to them. Some of them were silent, as if they were saying not to hinder them.

Ling Qingyuan also tried to ask a woman, but the other party did not respond at all.

The young man in a white cloud robe in front walked to a sitting cross-legged man, "Senior brother, I'm Murong, can I be convenient for guidance?"

Murong Wenqing?

The other party opened his eyes and responded immediately, "It turned out to be Mr. Murong. You're welcome. I'll ask Chi Wenshuo to come with me."

Identity, status, and help can only be intersected.

The Murong family is a living sign.

"Hello, senior brother, can you lead the way?" The woman in pink dress was holding a jade box in her hand, which contained the golden flowers of the fifth-class spiritual medicine.

In an instant, the fat man who was practicing opened his eyes, "Junior sister is so polite." After saying that, he put his hand in his hand and put it into his sleeves, "Come with me."

Treasures, mental techniques, moves, and good things that can be used to help.

There were two people who succeeded, and those who were watching and those who were receiving punishment understood. This was Romon's way of guiding, and only benefits could be obtained before they were familiar with it.

Seeing a personal success, Ling Qingyuan was not prepared compared to him.

The best one in his waist bag is only the second-class spiritual medicine. No one in the Ling family knew about it. There were several people who were as embarrassed as Ling Qingyuan. So he searched for it first in the Luomon Pavilion. If he could find it, he would not have to ask others.

Ling Qingyuan was walking around Romon, and he went further and further. However, although Romon's building had a name, there was no direct view of the items he received.

There is a huge door in front, which seems to lead to the ground, with black on the left and white on the right, "Is it here?"

"Who are you? Why are you here?" A woman called Ling Qingyuan from behind.

Turning around, I saw a woman wearing a Romon windbreaker with a black and red winged shirt inside, covering her mouth with half of her mask, a brown ponytail, a slim figure, and a large cross wrapped in black cloth behind her back, which was about the same age as Ling Qingyuan.

"I'm sorry, I'm Ling Qingyuan, the new Romon disciple today, I'm a little lost." He said apologetically.

"There are many people in the Baimen area. The simplest thing is to get a fourth-class spiritual medicine. Those guys will give you the direction. If you don't get in there, it's very dangerous."

Ling Qingyuan was embarrassed. This was Chifeng's main city. She had no idea about it at all. She rushed over today and had not yet inquired about some rules nearby. The Ling family had no strength to set up any base in the main city.

"I just arrived at the main city today and I was not prepared."

Seeing Ling Qingyuan like this, "It's early, I'm going to think of a solution."

"I'm disturbing." Ling Qingyuan could only think of a way. The Ling family team escorted her to have already returned. It can be said that she is the only one in Chifeng's main city now, which is very difficult.

"Wait, your name is Ling Qingyuan? From the Ling family in Wujiang County?" the woman suddenly said.

"Yes, I am Ling Qingyuan. Senior Sister, do you know people from my family?"

Zhou Yumiao shook his head, "I don't know you, you are Long Chen's fiancée, right?"

"Yes, senior sister, you..."

Zhou Yumiao took off his scarf and said, "Let's go, I'll lead you. Long Chen is my friend and has saved my life."

"He, he is back? Where did you meet?" Ling Qingyuan held her hand excitedly.

"In Hongfeng Village, Chi Wanwan and Bei Gu Ran, we went to complete a task of Loulan's helper... Let's talk as we walked." With Zhou Yumiao's care, Ling Qingyuan's admission seemed convenient. Moreover, Zhou Yumiao told her where to live, and if Romon didn't understand in the future, you can ask her.

Looking at Zhou Yumiao's figure who was leaving, Ling Qingyuan looked at the sky and missed Long Chen's figure.
Chapter completed!