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Chapter 908 This...isn't appropriate?

As more and more people play, Xiaohong takes out more and more things.

This building is getting more and more lively.

Yuntong and the others lived on the highest floor of the teahouse, so they were completely unaware of the movement below.

Luo Huoqin asked Xiaohong to bring out a lot of poker cards, but there was only one mahjong table, so she thought of a lot of things to let these people have fun.

All of them gathered together in groups of three or four. The long-term rigorous training had kept them tense. Now that they finally had a chance to relax, they naturally wouldn't miss it.

Lively voices sounded one after another in this place.

"Come, come, buy and leave, buy and leave."

"Press big or small."

……

"Wang Zha, hahaha, I won."

……

In the huge restaurant in front of you, the tables were spliced ​​into several positions, and the disciples of Yun Renzong gathered in groups in front of each table.

"Hahaha, pay for your money."

"Wow, you are so lucky."

"Hey, why did I make a mistake again..."

All kinds of voices filled Luo Huoqin's ears, and she, the culprit, sat high on a table with her arms folded around her chest, looking like an old man.

The corners of Xiao Hong's mouth twitched, watching many people come to Luo Huoqin's side with fawning looks on their faces.

"Brother Yan, borrow some money and use it."

"Well, money is a little tight. After returning to the sect, can I pay you back the money?"

"Okay." Luo Huoqin readily took out a few pieces of gold from the space bracelet, handed them to the disciples around her, and said, "When the time comes to attend the banquet, remember to give us the spot."

"Good good."

The disciples nodded repeatedly.

Luo Huoqin smiled with satisfaction.

……

The next day came quickly.

It's still where it was yesterday.

Yuntong took out a stack of papers in his hand and handed them to the disciple standing at the front, asking him to distribute the papers, whoever he chose would write his name on the papers.

Because there are six places, six people can be written on one piece of paper.

On the table next to him, there were pens and ink.

Those who got the paper all went to the table to line up, then wrote down the names of their recommenders and handed them in.

Yuntong flashed quickly one by one, forty or fifty sheets of paper, and it took only a blink of an eye to read them all.

To her surprise, the names of the four new disciples appeared on almost every sheet.

When did their relationship with Zongmen disciples get so good?

Yun Tong's surprised eyes drifted to those people, and Yan Yan was also looking at him, and he even raised his lips, showing a bright smile.

Seeing that Yuntong quickly looked away, Luo Huoqin whistled in her heart.

As witty as she is.

Yuntong put the paper aside, since it was selected by her disciples, she would respect their opinions and would not change it without authorization.

In the next second, Yuntong read out the name of the banquet.

"Hong Hong, Yan Yan, Xuan, Jing Jin, Xu Lian, Dong Qing. The six of you will accompany me to the banquet in Baidi City tomorrow evening."

The six people whose names were read responded in unison.

"Yes."

Luo Ziyuan didn't expect that all four of them would be able to attend the banquet, so she turned her head to look at Yuntong in disbelief, and asked, "Mother, the four of you, Honghong, have just arrived at our Yun Renzong, and they entered the sect soon The time is relatively short, and there is no contribution in the first place, this...isn't appropriate?"

(End of this chapter)