Chatper 866 (1/2)

Mingxin Pavilion, a well-known god-refining sect in the world of eternal life, has always only recruited female disciples since its establishment.

These female disciples, regardless of their level of talent or family background, are mostly good-looking and proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

In Mingxin Pavilion's own words, it is to cultivate both inside and outside, and surpass oneself.

According to legend, the founder of Mingxin Pavilion was severely hurt by his beloved in his early years, so he vowed to kill all the heartless people in the world.

This is also the mission of Mingxin Pavilion!

For a long time, many people who have been kidnapped, abandoned their wives and abandoned their children, and those who are ruthless and unscrupulous, have to feel fearful when they mention Mingxin Pavilion.

Those girls are too difficult to deal with. Once they are targeted, even if they flee to the ends of the earth, they will chase after them, endlessly.

Yang Xuan also knew something about Mingxin Pavilion, after all, Mu Lingxue had introduced it to him.

At this moment, looking at the huge boat with a length of 100 feet and blooming flowers, he couldn't help but say: "Yinle leads proud horses, and the flower boat carries beautiful people, this Mingxin Pavilion is well-deserved. , or temperament, are impeccable.”

"It's a good sentence that Yin Le leads arrogant horses, and flower boats carry beautiful people. Brother Yang has such literary talent, which is really admirable."

Sikong Ao was full of praise, but he didn't think that Yang Xuan was also good at poetry, so his words could be finished.

If it was him, he couldn't come up with such an appropriate poem in such a short time.

"Brother Sikong has won the award. This poem was written by an ancient man who was addicted to alcohol and known as a poet. It was not created by me. I just used it and made some changes."

Yang Xuan was a little embarrassed. He was good at fighting and killing, but when it came to reciting poetry and writing fu, he was completely bad at it.

"It fits your character very well."

Mu Lingxue gave Yang Xuan a white look. What does it mean to use it and make some changes? This is clearly misappropriation and plagiarism of the wisdom of the predecessors, which is extremely immoral.

"It fits my personality?"

"Hmph, your character is thick-skinned."

"Am I thick-skinned? Why don't I think so?"

Yang Xuan blinked his eyes, put his face in front of Mu Lingxue, and pretended to be frivolous: "Ling Xue, do you want to try it with your hands to see if my face is thick?"

"Stay away from me you bastard."

Mu Lingxue was embarrassed and angry, and almost couldn't help giving Yang Xuan a big mouth. This guy is too shameless. He clearly knows everything, and he deliberately changes his tricks to approach him and take advantage of him.

There has never been that man who dared to treat her like this, Mu Lingxue felt angry when she thought about it, but when she was angry, she couldn't take Yang Xuan.

In terms of skills, she is far behind.

In terms of eloquence, she is even worse.

No matter which aspect, she completely lost to Yang Xuan.

On the side, Sikong Ao smiled, very envious.

He could see that Mu Lingxue and Yang Xuan both had each other in their hearts. They seemed to be bickering, but they were actually flirting.

"Okay, okay, women often get angry, but wrinkles will appear on their faces, so I'll just walk away."

When Yang Xuan saw it, he closed it, and came to Sikong Ao's side, talking with him in a low voice.

At the same time, the flower boat of Mingxin Pavilion docked on the void not far away, and then jumped down from above.

It was a woman in her forties, wearing a plain long dress.

She has a melon-seeded face and is very beautiful. The years have not left any traces on her face, but her facial expression and temperament are extremely cold.

As she jumped off the flower boat, Song Chengde, Wang Mingming, Zhuang Hexian, and Gao Hailin came up to greet her.

Soon, the five people gathered together, only to hear the woman say: "Several, I'm not talking nonsense, this time the secret realm of time and space is opened, and my Mingxin Pavilion has a hundred places."

"What! One hundred places? Su Xunfang, why don't you grab it."

Zhuang He jumped his feet in anger, and almost couldn't hold back his rudeness.