Chapter 237 Reminiscing?

In fact, why Wangyandian asked him to come over, Li Yunsheng asked the Disciple who sent the letter.

However, the other party only said that the Sect Master wanted to meet him and catch up with him.

“Reminiscing about the old days…”

Li Yunsheng muttered to himself while walking up the mountain.

Although the visitor only said it was a reminiscence of the past, Li Yunsheng did not think that Wangyan Palace was a place to reminisce.

The mountain road leading to the Wangyan Hall on the top of the peak seems to meander into the clouds, but for Li Yunsheng at this time, it only takes two breaths and a little bit of strength to get there.

However, looking at the sky, Li Yunsheng noticed that it was not the time for the appointment, so Li Yunsheng was not in a hurry, and immediately, like an ordinary tourist, he strolled along the mountain road leisurely, looking at it. Mountain view.

He didn’t know at the moment, just as he was strolling in the courtyard, the Palace of Wangyan had already been fried.

And just as he walked through the winding paths, passed through one after another jungle barrier, and came to the gate of Wangyan Palace, just as he was about to climb up the stairs, a silver-haired boy happened to be walking along the stone steps. step by step go down.

The two were about to pass each other when the silver-haired boy suddenly stopped, looked at Li Yunsheng curiously and said:

“You can’t be that Li Yunsheng. Right?”

“It’s me.”

Li Yunsheng was stunned for a moment, then looked up at him.

“Are you really the Disciple of Autum Water?”

The boy asked with a frown as if he didn’t hear Li Yunsheng’s words.

“Naturally.”

The boy’s abnormal behavior also made Li Yunsheng puzzled.

“Who are you?”

He asked the boy suspiciously.

“It doesn’t matter who I am, go up, they are all waiting for you.”

The teenager waved his hand.

Finished speaking and then continued down without looking back.

“They?”

hearing this Li Yunsheng glanced at Wangyan Palace, which was in front of him, and then looked at the silver-haired boy who had gone far behind him.

“Looks like Sect Master Song not only invited me to reminisce.”

He said with a bitter smile.

After speaking, he walked straight to the gate of the Wangyan Hall.

“Why do I feel like I’ve seen this kid somewhere.”

Walking down the steps, the silver-haired boy scratched his head and looked back at the boy. Li Yunsheng’s back on the steps said.

“Forget it, forget it, let’s play with Zhao Xuanjun.”

As he said that, he disappeared in the mountains.

The entrance of Wangyan Hall.

Seeing Li Yunsheng approaching, Disciple, the two guards in front of the door, immediately wiped the sweat from their foreheads, and before Li Yunsheng could speak, the two immediately stepped forward and said, “As soon as Junior Brother comes. Let’s go in”

“Okay, okay…”

Li Yunsheng was nodded in confusion, then stepped over the threshold and stepped into Wangyan Hall.

“It’s really… reminiscing about the old days…”

As soon as he entered the Wangyan Hall, Li Yunsheng only felt two coercion on the left and right sides, like a mountain to the sea. Press it.

Li Yunsheng unconsciously showed a bitter smile on his face.

On both sides of Wangyan Hall, headed by Profound Martial Pavilion, there are sixteen blessed places, Hall Master, Pavilion Lord and Guanzhu of one hall, three pavilions, five bedrooms and seven temples. most of the time.

“White Cloud Temple Li Yunsheng, I have met Sect Master, I have met Martial Uncle uncles.”

Li Yunsheng calmed down and finally walked to the center of the great hall calmly , moved towards Song Shuwen without being humble or arrogant, and bowed to each of the seniors.

In this Wangyan Palace, he is a junior at this time, so it is not an exaggeration to do so.

“What are you doing here, Yunsheng?”

Li Yunsheng’s words just fell out. Before the Sect Master Song Shuwen could speak, an old voice asked suspiciously.

Everyone turned their heads and found that the person who spoke was Hundred Herb Hall Hall Master Jiang Baicao.

“Reporting back to Master Jiang.”

Li Yunsheng saw Jiang Baicao early on, and he saluted again with a blank face:

“Sect Master asked me to reminisce.”

“Reminisce?”

hearing this Jiang Baicao looked towards Song Shuwen with a stunned expression.

Song Shuwen looked embarrassed when he saw this, and Liu Yuanzhu, who was beside him, almost laughed.

“Alas… Yunsheng Martial Nephew is right, I really just invited him to chat, I didn’t know that Lord Zhu Pavilion invited you and all the Senior Brothers here.”

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He sighed with a wry smile.

Although the people here have similar powers, no one can compare to Jiang Baicao in terms of seniority, so even Song Shuwen, the Sect Master, is very respectful to Jiang Baicao.

However, this remark successfully shifted the focus and topic to Zhu Hundred Refinements of the Profound Martial Pavilion.

“Zhu Hundred Refinements, what the hell are you doing? You brought me over with that Linghe water just to let me watch him reminisce?!”

Jiang Baicao looked at Zhu Hundred Refinements coldly said.

He, Jiang Baicao, is not a fool. As soon as he saw Li Yunsheng, he immediately understood what Zhu Hundred Refinements wanted to do. He immediately regretted taking the half bottle of Linghe Water, but he was short-handed. After all, he could only complain about it.

The rest of the blessed land elders, like Jiang Baicao, were all brought over by Zhu Hundred Refinements coax and pester. Jiang Baicao can see it, and they can see it naturally.

“Old Jiang, don’t get excited, I invite you all, I just want you to help me be a witness.”

Zhu Hundred Refinements is not annoyed at all.

“I have a discipline named Shi Wenxuan, who died a month ago in the Beacon Hill that is the wilderness. Everyone must know about this.”

When he said this, his expression became serious.

“As the saying goes, life and death are a matter of life, this is a very common thing, but now someone slandered which Demon Race spy my discipline is! In order to clear my discipline’s innocence, this is shameless Shameless invited you here to do a notary for me.”

He said indignantly.

“dead men tell no tales, how do you ask me to notarize for you?”

The speaker was Yun Zhongzi from Songtaoju, who leaned lazily on the seat , said as if he hadn’t woken up.

“Brother Yunzhong, what you said is bad, the evidence is on my disciple after death!”

Zhu Hundred Refinements sneered, looked towards Li Yunsheng and said:

“It was this child that day, claiming that my Wenxuan Disciple was the Demon Race spy, and then very viciously ganged up with Lingyun Pavilion’s female disciple to brutally kill my Disciple! But heaven’s net is wide, and none can Escape its mesh without omission, Baiyuan Senior Sister Liu, found something in the wound on my poor disc…”

He turned his head and looked towards the crowd with a look of grief and indignation. Said:

“It’s turbid qi! The only way to kill that can leave turbid qi in the wound is the magic of Demon Race, which means that the murderer who killed my discipline used Demon Race’s. Means! Do you understand now? This keep on saying slandered my discipline as a spy of Demon Race, and it was precisely the means of Demon Race that killed my discipline, how vicious!”

After finishing speaking, Zhu Hundred Refinements turned his head again and looked towards Li Yunsheng, his cold gaze, like a knife, slashed at Li Yunsheng one blade after another.

Every word Zhu Hundred Refinements just spit out, like thunder and lightning, blasted in Li Yunsheng’s ears, and the pressure of the overbearing made Li Yunsheng’s heart palpitate.

But after listening to what he said, Li Yunsheng understood what was going on in this situation today.

(End of this chapter)

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