Bai Xian holds her breath, Bai family? Saint? She never knew about it, so she held her breath and focused all her attention on the people in the room.

"The saint hasn't appeared for many years. It's said that she has married Murong Hua, who lost her wife. Tut Tut, let me say, isn't it good for the saint to be the wife of the Wulin alliance leader? Why do you come to participate in the martial arts competition again?"

"What you said is old news. What I know is that the saint won't marry Murong Hua at all. Murong Hua has been waiting for many years."

Murong Hua, Bai Xian knew that he must be Murong an's father when she heard the name. She had lived in Yuelai Inn for a long time. With everyone's discussion, she knew that Murong an was the son of the Wulin alliance leader.

Bai Xian thought carefully that the news should not be false. No matter how long Gong Huamin's hand stretched out, it could not reach the Wulin alliance leader.

Will this Saint be her own family? Lan Shi, with a cloak in her hand, interrupted Bai Xian who was thinking. She didn't notice how deep Bai Xian's face was just now. She helped Bai Xian sit in the lobby.

Bai Xian just asked Lan Shi if he knew about the Wulin meeting. Murong an walked briskly next to Bai Xian, completely ignoring the angry expression on Lan Shi's face.

"White girl, your face looks better than a few days ago. I think you have recovered from the cold."

Lan Shi got Shao Yue's order not to allow her to easily conflict with others. She couldn't choke directly. She whispered: "it's none of your business. Send someone to watch us all day. We really treat us as prisoners."

Bai Xian knew that the whole Inn was so big. It was not surprising that Murong an knew that he was ill. Although he was very flattering, she still had a certain position in the Wulin. In addition, she wanted to know whether the saint was her own family, so she resisted the desire to ask him to leave.

"Mr. Murong, I heard that a Wulin meeting will be held in Wulin recently. I don't know what's the requirement for participating in the Wulin meeting."

This was the first time Bai Xian had spoken so gently to him. Murong Anle almost jumped up. He immediately asked, "Miss Bai also wants to see the Wulin conference. Why don't you go with me?"

Bai Xian didn't want to answer his unreasonable request, but he still wanted to find the saint through Murong an, so he had to politely refuse and say, "master Murong, I'm just going to see the excitement, and I don't want to be known by too many people. You're very famous in the Jianghu. I'd better go with my friends and find the master at that time."

Murong'an found Bai Xian's attitude was very firm, so he was more dissatisfied with Shao Yue. However, he thought that he would see Bai Xian again soon. Maybe Bai Xian would change his outlook when he came to his villa. He told him everything he knew about the Wulin conference.

The Wulin meeting is held once every three years. You can sign up for it whether it is a famous sect or self-cultivation. The ranking obtained from fighting is the ranking list of the Jianghu.

However, Murong Hua, the leader of the Wulin alliance, was not elected because he was the best in the world. The Murong family is a Wulin aristocratic family and has a deep relationship with the Miaoqing sect, which is good at internal skills. When he learned from Tianshan, the elder of Miaoqing sect, he was praised in the Wulin for his kindness and loyalty.

Murong Hua, the leader of Wulin alliance, has been here for more than ten years, and Murong mountain villa is becoming more and more important in the Jianghu. This year's Wulin conference will be held in the martial arts training ground at the back of Murong mountain villa.

Bai Xian was surprised. It seemed that if she wanted to find the saint and determine who she was, she had to rely on murong'an. She rarely said a few more words with murong'an. When he LAN returned to the room, Bai Xian sat on the soft couch by the window and fell into meditation.

Although it is not certain whether the saint is the Bai family from these fragmented details, Bai Xian inexplicably has an intuition. This intuition has become stronger and stronger since its emergence. It echoes in Bai Xian's mind again and again to find the saint. She has important news of the Bai family's injustice.

Now how difficult it is to overturn the case for the Bai family. Bai Xian knows better than anyone else, but Bai Xian's excited heart has to jump out of his chest when he thinks that the Bai family is alive except her and her brother.

Bai Xian waited for Shao Yue for a day, but Shao Yue didn't show up. She wanted to go to Murong villa before the Wulin conference. She thought that the saint must be well protected by Murong Hua. She could only enter the villa in chaos.

However, Shao Yue didn't come back that night. When Bai Xian asked Lan Shi, he still got the answer that the general had something to do, but LV Ying and they all underestimated Bai Xian's action. When Lan Shi sent Bai Xian breakfast the next morning, the room was clean, Bai Xian's things were gone, leaving only two letters on the table.

At this time, Bai Xian was dressed in ordinary white clothes, drapery and hat, with a sword hanging around her waist and riding a horse, dressed as an ordinary Jianghu man. She thought that she didn't say goodbye to Shaoyue in person or wait for Bai Xiu. She couldn't hide her loss.

There is a long way to go. The Wulin conference will start in a month. Yumen pass is not close to Murong mountain villa in the Central Plains. She must hurry to arrive in advance in the next time.

Thinking that he was about to find the rest of the Bai family, Bai xianmeng waved his whip and urged the horse to move forward.

In the hot summer of June, Luodu was lazy in the afternoon, and the shops on the street were half closed. They were not ready to open the door for business until the summer heat dissipated and the night began. Prince he Jincheng was on his way to Fengzhang camp.

Due to Bai Xiu's nagging before leaving, he Jincheng had to take several bodyguards with him. As long as he started before the evening, he could reach Fengzhang camp in less than half an hour.

The female guard at the gate had already known the prince for no other reason. Since Ding Minying died and Bai Xian left, Shen Yunqing returned to Fengzhang camp to practice martial arts and soothe people's hearts. He Jincheng came here to visit her every two days.

On this day, when the two met in the camp, Shen Yunqing was sweating all over his face and neck as usual, and his little face was red.

He Jincheng brought the fruit that the Emperor gave him today. Shen Yunqing didn't eat the litchi shipped from Fujian. He just took a look and asked anxiously, "Your Highness, do you know if there's any news about my sister recently?"

Shen Yunqing was worried about Bai Xian's departure, but she also knew that if her sister took her with her, she would only drag her feet. Then she worked hard and began to practice martial arts well.

He Jincheng took out the letter in his arms and said, "ah Yue met your sister occasionally at Yumen pass. This is the letter she wrote to you."

When she first wrote to Bai Xiu, Bai Xian certainly didn't forget to write a letter to Shen Yunqing. Shen Yunqing grabbed the letter and browsed it quickly.