Hearing that familiar voice, I originally planned to have a freestyle video dream, but I was instantly speechless.

Wang...Wang...Huan...Huan...sound!!!

Yingmeng still had a warm and jade-like smile on her face, but her heart was filled with all kinds of MMP!

Why is her character so bad recently? She didn't do anything to offend Heaven, right?!

When the sect master saw that all the guests had arrived, he invited everyone to sit down.

When passing by Ying Meng, Wang Huansheng glanced at Ying Meng with a deep look.

Ying Meng sat on the guest seat, holding a cup of tea in an elegant manner, holding the lid of the tea with her other hand, gently brushing the tea leaves, and took a sip with lowered eyebrows, avoiding Wang Huansheng's eyes.

She didn't dare to look at Wang Huansheng. At this moment, she looked calm but panicked inside. Wang Huansheng had never met Wuming before, and his knowledge of Wuming was just a rumor, so he probably wouldn't recognize her.

She needs to stay calm and not show off her flaws.

People at the table sat down, each with their own ulterior motives, and the banquet was officially begun.

Sect Master: "Young Master, who is unknown, I have admired you for a long time. I have not received you well. I am really unwelcome."

Ying Meng knew that these were polite words, but after all, there were political implications, so he still had to show off to save face, "I'm sorry for bothering you so much."

The sect leader smiled and said: "It's amazing! The unknown young man is proficient in playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting, writing, Taoism and martial arts, as well as military formations. There are not many young people as capable and ambitious as you nowadays."

Ying Meng: "Sect Master, you are so commendable. You are the benchmark figure in the world of immortality. I have heard for a long time that under the leadership of the Sect Master, the disciples of the Yuntian Sect can ascend to the heavens even if they are less than a thousand years old. And the Sect Master, you can obviously enter the immortal world, but you are a human being.

It is this kind of character that the younger generation should learn from while retaining and cultivating talents for the development of the world.”

The two of them exchanged a few words, and the sect leader got to the point. If Yingmeng wanted to use this as an excuse to stay in the Yuntian Sect, she naturally started practicing Tai Chi.

The sect leader also knew that it was impossible to reach an agreement immediately, and he didn't really want Yingmeng to leave, so he naturally didn't delve into it.

"Second Young Master of the Wang family, it's been a long time! Your father is still well." The sect leader raised the corner of his mouth.

"My father is in good health. He also said that he would like to get together with his friends from back then when he has time." Wang Huansheng responded.

"That's natural." The sect leader's lips raised, and he was in a very happy mood. "Young Master Wuming, this is Wang Huansheng. He ascended to the immortal world at a young age. You have traveled all over the world in the past few years. You are young people and you should have a lot of topics to talk about."

Yingmeng's eyes changed. When she saw Wang Huansheng, she basically took a detour and chatted with him. Are you kidding? Are you sending a sheep into the tiger's mouth?

Before she could answer, Wang Huansheng said: "Of course, of course. Brother Wu is so talented. He has achieved such an achievement before he is a hundred years old. It reminds me of a friend of mine. I believe we must have a lot to talk about."

"

No, I don't look like that at all.

Ying Meng originally wanted to make herself look as innocent and cute as possible, so that others would think she was just an ordinary person, so that they wouldn't really notice her. But she suddenly remembered that her current persona seemed to be nameless, and she could only act on her own.

A person who strives to change the situation that has remained unchanged for ten years. How can such a person be innocent and cute?

Thinking of this, Yingmeng changed her strategy. She raised her head and looked directly at Wang Huansheng's appraising gaze. If there was a slight flinch or dodge at this time, Wang Huansheng's vicious gaze would definitely detect it.

"Brother Wang is the same. Most people are happy and forgetful after flying to the fairy world, so how can they think of their former friendship. People of noble character like Brother Wang are really rare. My Brother Wang is willing to make friends with me, and I am overjoyed.

"Yingmeng said with a smile.

"Thank you, thank you. I'm really offended. When I just went up the mountain, I heard Brother Wu's singing, and I thought someone was killing a pig. I don't know what Brother Yuan's state of mind was in when he sang such beautiful music." Wang Huansheng turned his eyes and said,

She said with half-squinted beautiful eyes.

There seemed to be a smell of gunpowder in the temple.

In Yingmeng's pupils, brilliance flowed, and there was a faint flow of dark light.

Now I am a traitorous minister who can kill millions of people in a rage. I am not afraid of him. Come on! Fight him!

"Brother Wang was so ridiculous. I wanted to sing so that people couldn't tell the beginning and the end, and couldn't touch the edges. That would be called singing with all your heart!" But in reality, she...

Wang Huansheng wanted to ask something else, but at this moment the sound of silk and bamboo began to play and the dancers entered the stage gracefully, so he had to give up.

The atmosphere in the palace seemed to have calmed down.

Yingmeng's mind was running rapidly. But the moment he saw the delicious food, everything seemed to have hit the pause button.

Wow, this Yuntianzong's grilled fish is really good. It's golden in color, full of fragrance, looks crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. It should be very delicious. Hmm.

Catching a glimpse of Wang Huansheng from the corner of her eye, Yingmeng warned herself, "Be careful, otherwise you will die." But when the delicious food was presented to her, it turned out that she was not afraid of death at all!

What are you waiting for? Eat! Even if you are going to die, you have to be a full man.

Maybe this is the advantage of being a foodie. As you eat, you forget everything.

Looking at Ying Meng's devouring food, Wang Huansheng suspected that he had recognized the wrong person for several times. After all, that person had been pretending since he was a child, and what he cared about most was undoubtedly her image.

It's a pity that he doesn't know. For Yingmeng, in this world, only food and image can't be let down. The image has been let down too much, and food can no longer be let down.

The tense atmosphere in the disappeared instantly. After all, one of the protagonists only had food in his mind.

Unknowingly, the banquet was over. Everyone in the main hall stood up, saluted the sect master, and left one after another.

Wang Huansheng sat in his seat and did not move. At this time, Yang An came over.

"Yang An, what do you think of that Wuming?"

Wang Huansheng asked.

"She seems to be no different from those ordinary important officials of the imperial court. But I always feel that she seems a little different, but when I look closely, she is exactly the same." Yang An's low and magnetic sexy voice came out, as mellow as fine wine, which made people listen.

I can't help but feel intoxicated.

"Don't make trouble. I'm serious. I'm very sure that he is definitely not from the human world. I heard that the painting he painted before is in whose hands?" Wang Huansheng's eyes showed a touch of smile and tenderness.

.

"I am in the hands of my nephew Jiu Sheng."

"Do me a favor, get it here for me." Wang Huansheng's voice was a bit lazy, a bit like a coquettish whisper.

"Did you hear that? Jiu Sheng." Yang An spoke slowly and in a calm tone, not at all as gentle as when talking to Wang Huansheng.

Jiu Sheng, who was just about to run away, couldn't help but shake his body. "No, I finally got this painting. Can I give it to you with another painting? Uncle Master! Please."

Jiu Sheng burst into tears and cried, "Uncle Master, you will never favor one person indiscriminately."

"Hand over the painting." Yang An said calmly. His clear voice was like a clear spring in the mountains or the snow at the end of winter. It was light and without any ripples, hiding the chill that penetrated his heart.

Jiu Sheng cried even harder.

"Why do you care so much? Can't you just take it?" Wang Huansheng waved the scroll in his hand. Jiu Sheng was surprised and touched his cuff, but the painting was gone.

Jiu Sheng was about to say something. Before he could speak, he was kicked out of the main hall.

Wang Huansheng unfolded the scroll and looked at it carefully. After a while, he looked at Yang An and said, "Do you think these plum blossoms look familiar?"

Yang An pursed his lips and hesitated: "Do you still remember that when we first entered the immortal world, the leader of the Southern Immortal Realm, Sheng Yuan Immortal Lord, invited us to be guests in his house. This plum blossom is similar to the ones in front of his door.

Very similar."

"That smiling tiger. Even if you were born in the fairy world, you can't escape the torture of this era. Sometimes, obeying the era is just to overthrow the era." Wang Huansheng sighed. "I won't mention it, look at this plum blossom. Although

There are a few places missing, but the main structure is still there. This arrangement is clearly the Shengming Formation in front of Shengyuan Immortal Lord’s gate.”

Yang An frowned and looked at the painting carefully. After a while, he said in a deep voice: "The hand of the Southern Immortal Realm has stretched again."

"I'm afraid not. But we have to guard against it. And that person will do whatever it takes to overthrow this era. Even if it costs his life, he won't say a word. If there is such an opportunity in the human world, even if the Yun Tian Sect is him

He will not hesitate to take action if he has the power." Wang Huansheng's dark eyes were dark and shadowy. "But I am not inclined to this possibility. Based on Wuming's reaction after seeing me and his vocal range, I am 70% sure of this.

People are shadows and dreams.”

Yang An's brows were as cold as before, and he said calmly: "What are your ideas?"
Chapter completed!