Liu Xinghe placed the sign enshrined by the inner door of the Zhang family on the tea table beside Zhong Yue. The volatility of this sign is absolutely impossible to fake. Especially the dragon pattern pattern must have been written by a master.

"I didn't expect that it was a master from a big place." Liu Xinghe looked at Zhong Yue who was drinking tea on his seat, and his eyebrows were a little solemn. He really didn't expect that the Qinghui Consultant who suddenly appeared was actually a worshiper of the Saint's House. Such a young inner sect worshiper, it can be imagined that he should have many values.

But he couldn't understand why Zhongzhou was 108,000 miles away from Jiangbei, so why did he come here from thousands of miles away and stay in the Huazhai? This is Ning** head, not the phoenix tail?

Although Liu Xinghe was ignorant, he still knew the news that Zhang Sengyou, the dragon saint in Xingsu City, was already well-known. However, when Zhong Yue sat not far from him, he could not feel the slightest scent of ink waving, which made him very afraid.

This person is definitely a master!

"Master Liu, after drinking tea, shouldn't you say anything?"

Liu Xinghe smiled and said, "I have drunk a lot of tea in Qinghui before. Everyone didn't even see Yao. It was me who was greeted by Zhong Gonggong."

"Why, I feel wronged?" Zhong Yue's first step to throw the card was a kind of suppression in his aura. If Liu Xinghe was not afraid of Xingsu City, then this matter would be much more difficult. There must be a mastermind behind the Ghost Pavilion, otherwise he would not be so unscrupulous.

"Where? I didn't know your identity at the beginning. Now it seems that it is my honor to be received by you." Liu Xinghe has been observing his words and expressions. Now he is not sure what Zhong Yue has, so he naturally has to be vain and imprison him.

Zhong Yue chuckled, glanced around and said, "Open more windows to let the sun shine in, and it's stumbled."

"Guest Zhong laughed at me. This is the Four Bridges, not your Thirteen Bridges."

"Then you also need to bask in the sun, otherwise it will easily become moldy." Zhong Yue said intentionally, "I heard that the girls in our place came to Guige a few days ago because of something?"

When Liu Xinghe saw Zhong Yue’s indifferent look, he naturally understood that Zhong Yue was not here to chat, so he said, “It’s not something.”

"Why, Lord Liu really thinks I'm here to play?"

Liu Xinghe felt a stern in his heart and sat up straight. Before he knew Zhong Yue's identity, it was a trump card for exchange. Now, the trump card has become a time bomb. If he admits, he may have been caught.

“It’s true.”

Bang.

The teapot lid is on the floor.

Not only the people from the Siqiao Ghost Pavilion were shocked, but even Zhou Zhangxuan, who was standing behind Zhong Yue, was shocked.

"you……"

Zhong Yue said with a sharp look: "I said, this is not a joke! Qinghui, no one can be left behind. Everyone said that, the Palace Master of Yun Palace said that, and I think so too."

Liu Xinghe's sweat was dripping, but this was the Siqiao Ghost Pavilion. He had to stabilize the morale of the army. He coughed lightly and said, "A few days ago, Tao Gonggong from Jiange threw a sword."

"I said, I'm not in Qinghui, Master Liu, do you really don't understand what I said, or do you think everyone in Yao will hurt Thirteen Bridges' harmony because of a sword?"

"but……"

Zhong Yue interrupted directly: "Let me go."

The two words are firm and unspeakable.

Liu Xinghe was like a thorn in his throat. Xue Yuan was indeed captured by him, but it was also the meaning of Tao Gonggong, otherwise he would not dare to attack him so boldly. At this time, the inner sect of Xingsu City was no longer a situation that he could control, especially Zhong Yue's strength was completely unfathomable.

"this……"

Zhong Yue stood up, as if this was not a discussion, "Do you know? You are playing with fire. Before sunset today, I can't see Xue Yuan in Qinghui. Thirteen Bridges will be called Twelve Bridges in the future."

Liu Xinghe's mouth was a little dry, "You... are you afraid of Jiange's anger?"

"Do you think they will do this on the issue of this kind of trade-off?"

“…”

Zhong Yue walked out of the Ghost Pavilion with a somewhat confused painting boy.

"Well, did you come out so soon?"

"What's the result? Was this driven out? Wasn't you still very arrogant just now, and asked Lord Liu to come out to greet him in person?"

Zhong Yue looked expressionless and walked towards Thirteen Bridges.

"Zhou, please introduce it to me, the families of several bridges that have been here."

"There are thousands or hundreds of schools?"

"Just pick up the bigger ones."

Zhou hadn't come back to his senses. Zhong Yue's momentum just now was absolutely amazing.

Although Zhong Yue's attitude was admired by Liu Xinghe when he came to Qinghui to find fault before, it was in Qinghui after all, and they were many people. But just now, in the ghost palace, in that gloomy environment, Zhong Yue actually threatened Liu Xinghe with "becoming more and more", which was beyond their imagination.

After walking half a mile, people came and went on a long bridge. Many people following them saw Zhong Yue and others stop outside the Zhuxiao Pavilion of Wukong Bridge, and suddenly became nervous again.

"The Wuqiao Bamboo Hall is famous for painting bamboo."

"Liuqiao Mountain and Water Residence."

"Qiqiao Jiafangsi is known for painting ladies and singing girls."

“Eight Bridge…”

...

"The Peony Pavilion at Twelve Bridges is dominated by flowers, insects and fish."

Along the way, Zhong Yue was full of dust and looked at the Thirteen Bridges one day. Many people were watching the study and painting buildings on the Bian River. What was Zhong Wu’s weapon going to do?

However, they followed along the way and didn't understand what Zhong Yue was going to do.

Every time Zhong Yue stopped, the people in the study in the painting building were nervous. Liu Xinghe was afraid of him. He was probably a ruthless person. It is hard to say that he was really a master who had already become a master of the Tao. How could such a person be afforded?

However, Zhong Buqi just stopped and walked around like this and returned to Thirteen Bridge.

"Come back?"

"Um."

Aunt Lao Fu asked again: "Have you found someone? Is it because Liu Xinghe doesn't admit it?"

"I'll go upstairs first. Zhou, Zhang Xuan, start today, stop for this Wenhuating consultation matter."

"Yes, sir."

Aunt Lao Fu was a little confused, "What are you going to do?"

Zhong Yue washed his hands in the basin, wiped it dry and said, "Prepare to attend the Sihai Banquet."

"What?"

Zhong Yue said: "Attend the Banquet of the Four Seas in Yungong."

“…”

Zhong Yue walked up the steps.

Xue Hongqiong couldn't help asking, "Where is sister? Consultant Zhong, have you found her?"

“I’ll be back before sunset.”

"This...why is it before sunset?"

Xue Hongqiong was a little curious. He found this, why didn’t he bring it back now?

If not found, why are you so confident?

...

...

By dusk, the setting sun is lazy.

Xue Yuan is indeed back.
Chapter completed!