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Chapter 17 Draw lots

The journey was uneventful, and everyone began to meditate again, waiting to arrive at Qingshan City.

The same was true for Meng Xuelao, but when she meditated, she always felt like someone was staring at her.

There was no hostility, but rather a silent gaze.

Several times, Meng Xueruo secretly observed, but found nothing.

She originally thought it was Senior Brother Jueming, but when she discovered that Jueming was sleeping like a pig, Meng Xuelao rejected this guess.

This period of time has been very hard for him. Every night he is afraid that he has not had a good rest and may have been frightened by his master in his dreams.

"It's a bit boring." Meng Xuelao said to herself.

She is a lazy person. If she had not made up her mind to practice, letting her meditate for a long time would almost kill her.

Simply, she chatted with Feng Que, and Meng Xueruo repeated her old trick, gently stroking Feng Que's crown feathers.

"Haha, little girl, don't you think the journey is boring?" Fengque's gentle voice came.

Meng Xueruo said: "Master Feng Que is so smart. How can you endure a long flight? It's so boring."

"Haha, I am a bird myself. This is just a habit for me. Little girl, do you have something to ask me?" Fengque didn't understand why he felt so close to a little girl. This feeling had never happened before.

It has never happened before, even with Immortal Xiaoyao.

"Why does Lord Fengque like me?" Meng Xuelao wanted to trick him into telling him something. Maybe Fengque could know the secret of luck.

Fengque maintained its flying speed and said: "I don't know, I just feel close to you, a little girl. However, I can feel that you have a lot of secrets hidden in you. This is both your opportunity and your disaster."

, little girl, you still have a long way to go."

Putting away the playful look on her face, Meng Xueruo nodded solemnly.

There was no talking all the way, and not long after, in the evening of the fifth day, everyone arrived at the first transfer station, Qingshan City.

The Tianxian Sect has a pavilion in Qingshan City, which is specially used for the disciples of the Xianxian Sect to stay and transmit information.

People in Qingshan City admire Tianxian Sect very much, mainly because the disciples in the guild will protect Qingshan City from evil spirits, and at the same time, to a certain extent, they will also find children with spiritual talents to join the sect and continue their incense.

Therefore, to a certain extent, the Tianxian Sect is respected and loved more than the people in the City Lord's Mansion.

Entering the city today, there are a total of thirty-six people plus six deacons. Qingshan City is already remote. When have so many immortal monks come here?

Naturally, it attracted countless people to watch.

The elder in charge of the hotel: Tian Xing, had been waiting at the city gate to greet him early. The master had already sent the order, so naturally he did not dare to neglect it. These Jindan disciples will be the mainstay of the sect in the future.

After a brief exchange of greetings, everyone settled in the hotel.

The first team was arranged in the west wing of the backyard. There were limited rooms in the hotel, so they were all grouped together for two people.

This faces an embarrassing problem.

There must be a man and woman in the same room.

At first, Yuan Qin wanted to share a room with Qian Chen, but Qian Chen politely refused: "Junior sister Yuan Qin, there are differences between men and women, so it's better to avoid suspicion."

In desperation, the only choice was to stay with Luo Xiu.

Bai Xiang originally wanted to choose a room with Qian Chen, but before he could say anything, after taking a look at the murderous intent in Qian Chen's eyes, he winced and said, "I'll share a room with Qin Chuan."

Qin Chuan is the mysterious sixth person.

This means that Meng Xuelao will share a room with Qian Chen.

"No!" Two voices sounded at the same time, one was Yuan Qin and the other was Jue Ming.

Jueming secretly thought: This guy is a bit too good-looking. If Xiao Qi shares a room with him and his Taoist heart is unstable and his mind is crossed, how can it be tolerated?

Yuan Qin felt bitter in his heart: Brother Qianchen is mine, I must not let this bitch get there first!

Meng Xueruo didn't care. Although it would be a little embarrassing, as long as she wasn't in the same room with Yuan Qin and Luo Xiu, anything would be fine. Besides, except for Qin Chuan, the other two were good-looking, so at least they wouldn't feel uncomfortable.

At this time, Qian Chen, who had been silent, spoke up: "Since everyone has objections to this, how about we draw lots?"

Such a fair method, naturally everyone agreed.

Qian Chen brought a brochure bag and said: "There are six slips of paper in it, two slips each according to the numbers one, two and three. Those who draw the same numbers belong to the same wing."

It seemed fair, and everyone nodded.

Starting from Yuan Qin, followed by Meng Xuelao, Luo Xiu, Qin Chuan, Bai Xiangyuan, and finally Qian Chen.

The final result is:

Yuan Qin: three

Qin Chuan: 1

Bai Xiangyuan:1

Meng Xuelao: 2

In the end, only Luo Xiu and Qian Chen were left without opening the note.

Yuan Qin looked nervously at the note in Qian Chen's hand. Luo Xiu gently opened his own note, and it read: Three!

Yuan Qin was so mad that he screamed: "Impossible! There must be a mistake. Brother Qianchen, open your note and take a look!"

Qian Chen's eyebrows were stern and his voice was a little unhappy: "Do you suspect that I cheated?"

"Why... maybe, that's not what I meant." Yuan Qin explained hesitantly, but this result was really hard for her to accept.

"I want you to open the note in your hand, I want to see it." Jueming stared at Qian Chen with a murderous look.

The desperate face still had to be given, Qianchen bit the bullet and opened the note in his hand: Two!

"Impossible, impossible! You brat, are you using tricks, aren't you? You must be coveting my Xiaoqi's beauty!" Jueming screamed wildly.

Meng Xueruo, who was drinking tea, sprayed Bai Xiangyuan's face with a sip of tea.

"Third Senior Brother, don't be angry. This is the result of the lot. Don't worry, I won't suffer a loss." Meng Xuelao comforted Jueming.

He glanced at Qian Chen with a murderous gaze, and after a while, he nodded, "Okay!"

Qian Chen secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although he was a close disciple of the leader, Jueming's reputation was well known to everyone in the Tianxian Sect, so he still had to bow his head in front of him.

Jueming walked up to Qian Chen and whispered: "You bastard, you'd better be more honest with me. I didn't settle the score with you for spying on Ah Qi all the way. If Xiao Qi loses a hair, I will definitely chop you."

After saying that, he walked out of the door, Qian Chen broke out in cold sweat from behind.

The farce was finally over. Qian Chen secretly rejoiced and suppressed the joy in his heart. He had been waiting for a long time for the opportunity to contact Meng Xueruo.

Meng Xueruo, who was still unaware of all this, was still calmly drinking tea and eating refreshments, which were delicious.

After Yuan Qin and Luo Xiu left with resentment, Bai Xiangyuan whispered to Qian Chen: "Achen, you are really full of tricks."

"kindness?"

"When I was drawing lots, I found that there was no note in it."

Qianchen glanced at Bai Xiangyuan in surprise.

The smart man chuckled and said, "You must have only prepared five pieces of paper, but you cast a spell to let Meng Xueruo only get that single piece of paper, and then you took out another one just like hers. You are really bad."

"You know too much."

Qian Chen wanted to kill this monster now.
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