"Fenghua, you're here too. I'm just going to see you. You got up early, one step faster than me." Fu Guanyun stepped forward and said to Gu Fenghua.

"Elder martial brother Fu, if you want to know something, just let someone know." Gu Fenghua said.

"It's nothing, just to introduce you to Lord Guan and Lord Meng." Fu Guanyun smiles, introduces the two elders around him and says, "this is Guan Yuanshan, the leader of Congyun sword sect, and this is Meng Wuhen, the leader of Feiyun sword sect. Originally, they should have come to see you, but they are so busy that they just arrived at Chengyun Valley this morning. I hope you'll forgive me for the neglect."

"Elder martial brother Fu, you are serious. The younger Gu Fenghua (Luo en en, Jun Lansheng, ye colorless) meets the master who has passed the test, master Meng. " Gu Fenghua said politely.

"Well, don't be polite." Guan Yuanshan was still listless and perfunctorily answered.

After listening to Fu Guanyun and Meng Wuhen's advice, he didn't want to be too contemptuous to Gu Fenghua and others, and he didn't want to wipe out Mo Qingqiu's face. However, it was too difficult for him to condescend and show his kindness to the younger generation of emperor Yipin and Tiansheng Jiupin. In his opinion, if he didn't show his arrogance and put on the airs of emperor Shengzong in front of them, he would have given them a lot of face.

Seeing Guan Yuanshan's perfunctory attitude, Fu Guanyun frowned. I have already reminded myself of that. Why can't I save face?

Fu Guanyun looked anxiously at Gu Fenghua. Fortunately, their faces were still wearing the faint smile, but they could not see the slightest dissatisfaction, as if they had not found anything.

In fact, Gu Fenghua and others are not as dull as he imagined. They have noticed Guan Yuanshan's coldness for a long time, but they have seen so many faces. They don't pay attention to them at all, and they don't blame him for being a philistine.

They also know that they are still too young, unless they show their real strength, and want a saint patriarch to treat themselves differently or even be convinced when they meet for the first time, it's just a dream.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. You are the proud disciples of Qingqiu. Our three sword masters have been able to support us for so many years, thanks to the support of Qingqiu. In front of you, I can't afford to be a senior. If you don't dislike me, please call me elder martial brother." It is Meng Wu trace ha ha a smile, frank and generous and Gu Fenghua several people played a joke.

In fact, it's shameful to say that a great sage needs the support of an outsider. But the fact is the fact, and he doesn't need to put money on his face. In other words, the fate of their three sword masters is in the hands of Gu Fenghua and others to a large extent. No matter whether they have such strength or not, he doesn't have to hide it.

"Well, let's not be polite, elder martial brother Meng." See Meng no trace temperament magnanimous, Gu Fenghua and others suddenly good impression, changed his tongue.

Although they didn't care about Guan Yuanshan's cold attitude, they were not in the mood to stick their hot faces on other people's cold buttocks. They didn't want to be polite to him until they saw that he was so indifferent. However, Meng Wuchen was open-minded and had no airs of Shengzong strongman, which was very similar to their taste.

"Sister Gu, riding yundabi will start soon. I don't know how you are going to prepare?" Although Gu Fenghua was young, he was neither humble nor arrogant in front of his saints. Meng Wuhen was also very appreciative and asked with concern.