Qian Renxi didn't make things difficult for him. Xiang Yunxiangrong stopped when he saw it, then quickly left the crowd and walked towards Xiaozhu by the sea.

Seeing this, the stall owners were anxious and wanted to step forward to stop Qian Renxi, but were firmly suppressed by the pressure of the guard and could not move.

“That’s all about this.”

He warned, his sharp eyes made people feel weak.

Although the stall owners were unwilling to accept it, they did not dare to disrespect the chief guard and lowered their heads in a frustration.

"Captain Guard, I'll ask what the girl was just now?"

A thick-skinned Nascent Soul monk stood up, showed a flattering smile, and asked Qian Renxi's identity.

"What are you doing?"

The chief guard looked at him coldly and asked with a smile.

"No, am I afraid that someone will offend her if she doesn't pay attention?"

The Nascent Soul monk laughed loudly, scratched his head in a silly manner, but his ears stood up.

Not only him, but everyone around him was waiting for the chief of guards' answer. After all, this was the first person who made the guards afraid of him.

A few days ago, a monk in the God Transformation Stage caused trouble, but the guard took him away without saying a word. It is said that the man was still a big figure in a sect.

"Oh."

The guard looked at the curious crowd, and did not hide much, and curled the corners of his mouth slightly.

"The Qinglong bloodline that the Leng family just found was ninth, but have you heard of it?"

After he finished speaking, he left with the guards without waiting for everyone to react.

He was still busy going back to report the matter, at least he had to protect the safety of the Leng family's disciple in this sea area.

As for the Jiuyuan Tower, that is not the scope they can manage.

"What? She is the Qinglong bloodline?"

"It looks too small, right?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, you're so beautiful at such a young age, and your talent is so good..."

"How can you be beautiful? It's just average..."

"If you don't look in the mirror first when you say this, just say it."

"Ah, it's not that my family background is good, what's so great?"

The monks watching expressed their opinions and discussed Qian Renxi's identity.

Some people are full of kindness, while others are filled with jealousy.

Feng Chuxi, who was mixed in the crowd, listened to everyone's discussion in a daze, his heart was pounding and his blood became cold.

How could it be? How could it be?

What kind of disciple of Qian Renxi is the Leng family, and he has awakened the bloodline of the Qinglong?

She took a few steps back in disbelief? She shook her head in panic? Her eyes were full of fear.

Why is all this completely out of the original work? Isn’t this a complete mess?

Feng Chuxi covered her head with her hands and tried to calm herself down? The superiority of mastering the script in her heart disappeared.

Everything has changed? All has changed, so can she still seize the opportunity?

...

"Haha?    It's so satisfying. Those old pious wives?    It's really hateful!"

Yun Xiangrong left the crowd with a swagger? She was a little arrogant and stuck her waist.

Thinking of the blue faces of those people, she felt relieved, but it was a pity that she could not beat them up.

Qian Renxi still had the remaining warmth of the token in his hand, and a warm feeling slightly curled up at the corner of his mouth.

Is there such a thing? Many unnecessary troubles can be avoided.

"But? Will they trip up behind their backs?"

Yun Xiangrong suddenly frowned when she thought of this, worried that those people would join forces to plot against them.

"Won't."

Qian Renxi shook his head and said firmly.

The chief guard must have warned them, and those stall owners seemed arrogant, but in fact they were just things that bully the weak and fear the strong? They would not have any more ideas about them.

"That's good."

Yun Xiangrong got the answer he wanted and chose a small building in a happy mood? Stepping onto the stairs.

Qian Renxi slowly followed her, but was thinking about the Jiuyuan Tower in his heart.

Wen Li sat in the hall? She took a sip of spiritual tea lightly and looked towards the sea.

He has been sitting here for several days? But he still hasn't met that person? Could it be that the compass is wrong?

"Xi Xi? We'll sit there!"

At this moment, a joyful voice broke into his ears, causing Wen Li to slowly turn his head.

This time he turned around, he was stunned.

A woman in black came in at the door. Her black hair was tied high behind her head and a pair of long boots under her feet, which looked particularly clean and neat.

Her appearance was extraordinary, and her cold eyes were as deep as the sea. Just a glance at each other made him feel that the heat of summer was dispelled.

Wen Li stared at her in a daze, and an indescribable sadness arose in his heart, which made him feel the urge to cry.

"Lord?"

Zhuiyun noticed something was wrong, and quickly called out, shocking Wen Li's thoughts.

Wen Li withdrew his gaze and looked down at the tea bowl in his hand. For a moment, he didn't dare to look at Qian Renxi again.

He reached out and touched the corners of his wet eyes, and suddenly showed a crying and laughing expression, and murmured softly:

"I finally found her."

Although he had not seen the person's appearance clearly in those dreams, he was sure that he had found the person at the moment.

As a monk from Tianji Pavilion, those dreams are a warning to him.

"What?"

Zhuiyun was surprised when he heard this and looked in the direction of Qian Renxi.

He knew that the Lord came here to find someone, but he didn't expect that it would be such a little girl.

Wen Li didn't say anything anymore. He quietly looked at the tea leaves in the bowl and gently digested his emotions.

Qian Renxi sat down by the window, his nose was filled with the smell of sea water.

At first glance, the sea and the sky were connected into one, and the bright moonlight spreads layers of halos on the sea surface, making it more and more mysterious.

"Hey Xi Xi, that man over there is so handsome!"

Yun Xiangrong had noticed Wen Li a long time ago and secretly turned his eyes to Qian Renxi.

Even if you just sit in the hall, it cannot be ignored.

Qian Renxi's mouth twitched slightly, and suddenly remembered the characteristics of Yun Xiangrong's person.

According to legend, she specializes in challenging men with outstanding appearance. Could it be that she really has some tricks?

She looked at Yun Xiangrong's eyes and indeed saw a person like a banished immortal.

I was used to seeing Mo Li's face, so I didn't feel amazing when I saw this person again.

Qian Renxi glanced lightly, withdrew his gaze, and when the waiter presented the drink, he focused on drinking spiritual tea.

They sat in the hall, waiting for the appearance of Jiuyuan Tower.

Feng Chuxi touched her face unnaturally, then raised her head and entered Xiaozhu with her chest raised.

In order not to be recognized by Qian Renxi, she deliberately used the treasure she got to cover her face. Only by the above-degree refining period can she see her true face.

Her arrival did not attract anyone's attention, and even Qian Renxi did not look at her.

This made her feel a little uncomfortable again.
Chapter completed!