Aunt Shan continued to introduce: "The old guy who spoke is the owner of Ouyang Village, and he is also a pretentious person."
Although Aunt Shan was there to introduce her, Shangguan Xiaowan's eyes quickly glanced at everyone in the hall.
The first thing she saw was the white-faced young man at the first table in the left row.
The white-faced young man was about twenty-four or five years old. He was wearing a tight-fitting suit of silver satin embroidered with red flowers, and a long sword on his back. He had thick eyebrows, big eyes, fair skin, and a delicate face.
The only drawback is that too much of the white eyeballs are exposed.
While they were looking at it, Aunt Shan happened to introduce her: "Have you seen it? Sitting on the first table on the left is the new head of Dian Cang, the Jade-Faced Little Overlord. Huh, meeting a woman is like having chicken blood!"
While Aunt Shan was introducing them, Shangguan Xiaowan had already turned her attention to the middle-aged Taoist and a young Taoist nun at the first table on the right.
The middle-aged Taoist is about forty years old. He wears a purple satin water and fire Taoist robe, has a long sword on his back, and holds a silver whisk in his hand. He has the head of a deer and a rat's head. He has a few yellow and gray beards under his chin. He can't be seen.
Which part of his body possesses the so-called immortal spirit, but he is more like a deer, with a thief-headed and rat-brained mind.
The Taoist nun wore a heavenly crown, colorful clothes, and was covered in jewels. Because the Taoist nun was wearing a shimmering gold veil, her true face could not be seen clearly.
Shangguan Xiaowan looked at the Taoist nun, and Aunt Shan also lowered her voice mysteriously and asked: "Miss Shangguan, have you seen it? Our chief helmsman is sitting on the right side of the old Taoist with a monkey face..."
Shangguan Xiaowan said in surprise: "Is that the Taoist nun dressed in colorful clothes and with a silver gauze on her face?"
Aunt Shan whispered: "No, if you agreed to come with her last night, you would be wearing the same outfit now. I'm afraid you would still be sitting behind her."
Shangguan Xiaowan snorted disdainfully, but said nothing on the surface.
Aunt Shan continued: "Have you seen the old monk in the yellow robe?"
"Oh!" Shangguan Xiaowan responded and asked: "His name..."
Aunt Shan said: "He is the abbot and monk of Xiangyun Temple. His dharma name is Mingran, and people call him Master Mingran."
Then, Aunt Shan pointed to a middle-aged woman, two burly men, and an old beggar, and introduced them to her one by one.
However, although she responded casually, she was thinking about how Aunt Shan and herself would keep an eye on Nangong Haotian later.
Just when she was thinking about countermeasures, she suddenly heard Aunt Shan beside her whispering: "Oh no, that boy is gone!"
Shangguan Xiaowan was startled, and turned around quickly, looking down the steps of the palace, and sure enough, Nangong Haotian was nowhere to be seen.
My heart skipped a beat and I hurriedly looked around. I suddenly saw Nangong Haotian squeezing his way through the crowd. He had already reached the foot of the gate mountain and was about to leave the temple.
Shangguan Xiaowan was secretly anxious when she saw this, not knowing whether to chase him out or let Nangong Haotian leave.
She was very conflicted at the time. She wanted to meet and talk with him, but she also wanted to prevent Aunt Shan from getting to know him. At the same time, she was worried about whether she would be able to meet him again tomorrow or the day after tomorrow if she missed this opportunity.
What she was most concerned about was to find out whether it was him who killed the powerful killer, and whether the maid Xiaoling gave him the map description she left behind.
However, you can ask about killing the God of Death, and how can you ask about whether Xiaoling gave him the map in front of Aunt Shan?
Just when he was feeling in a dilemma, Aunt Shan stood up suddenly and said, "I found him. He just arrived at the mountain gate. Come on, let's catch up quickly. If it's too late, he will run away."
While talking, he couldn't help but pick up Shangguan Xiaowan and walked out.
Shangguan Xiaowan was overjoyed, Aunt Shan's intention was exactly what she wanted!
This time, Yu Qunhao all looked at the side hall in unison, but some were still looking at them. Because everyone was afraid of Aunt Shan, they spread the word to ten, and the martial arts figures in the entire southeast region could be said to have
There was no one who was not wary of her. When they saw the two of them walking down the steps, all the heroes stepped out of their way.
Shangguan Xiaowan followed Aunt Shan to the mountain gate smoothly.
At this time, Shangguan Xiaowan was even more anxious, hoping that Nangong Haotian would pretend not to know her, deal with her vaguely, deceive Aunt Shan, and then try to contact her.
Nangong Haotian glanced at the group of heroes who were flashing away one after another, and felt a little puzzled. Could it be that he suddenly understood the aura of king and domineering, and these people were frightened by him?
Nangong Haotian didn't know that it was precisely because he was followed by Aunt Shan and Shangguan Xiaowan that the heroes in front of him also moved out of the way.
The two quickly caught up with Nangong Haotian.
Of course Nangong Haotian knew what was going on at this time, but he continued to move forward without looking back.
Of course Shangguan Xiaowan was secretly grateful, but Aunt Shan was so angry that her face was livid, and she secretly resented it.
When Nangong Haotian arrived at a place with few people, he turned around and walked directly to Jiyunguan Pass along a small forest path.
Aunt Shan had been following Nangong Haotian, and she was really annoyed when she saw his arrogant and dismissive attitude even though he knew there was someone behind him. Finally, looking at the few people walking around, she couldn't help but asked in a deep voice: "Who is the boy walking in front of you?
Named Nangong Haotian?"
Nangong Haotian stopped when he heard the sound, turned around slowly, without even looking at Shangguan Xiaowan, he looked at Aunt Shan, frowned, and said in confusion: "Others think of me as Nangong Haotian, you old woman
You also openly called me Nangong Haotian loudly, am I really called Nangong Haotian?"