Chapter 2253： Know your own

Luo Fuxian's brows furrowed deeper, she and Dong Yuyun did have some fate, and they had a good chat in the chaotic sea, but...

Luo Fuxian's light fell on Qin Xuan, who was still with Qin Hongyi with a faint smile.

"No, Tianwu City is so big that it is not difficult for Fuxian to find a foothold, so I won't bother Young Master Dong Yu!"

She bluntly refused, causing the light in Dong Yuyun's eyes to darken.

He followed Luo Fuxian's gaze and looked at Qin Xuan, then smiled lightly, never forcing him to invite.

"It seems that I am a little bit agitated, and I hope Miss Luo can enjoy herself in the city of Tianwu!"

"Dong Yuyun won't bother too much!"

Dong Yuyun was clean and neat, turned around politely, boarded the sacred car, the dragon groaned and turned around.

Luo Fuxian breathed a sigh of relief, she could naturally feel a few hints of Dong Yuyun, but she knew who her heart was and couldn't tolerate anyone.

Zhen Yuan curled his mouth, he instinctively wanted to speak, but in the end his expression was stagnant, and he swallowed the words abruptly.

"Can't provoke, can't provoke!"

He muttered in his heart, unwilling to speak any more.

The dead monk slowly put away the shock in his heart, and exhaled.

"Luo Shizhu knows Dong Yuyun, no wonder, you have to be invited to participate in this black nest conference!" He looked at Luo Fuxian, "but it seems that this former ancient Tianjiao is going to go home!"

Luo Fuxian did not comment, and waited quietly for Qin Xuan and Qin Hongyi.

"Is this good-looking? Brother Changqing!?"

Qin Hongyi is holding a jade pendant, which is an ornament made of a big Luo fairy. Wearing it can avoid the heat and cool the body.

"If you like it, then buy it!" Qin Xuan paid the cents.

"Brother Changqing, some people seem to be interested in Sister Luo. Brother Changqing really doesn't really plan to hand over Sister Luo to others, right?" Qin Hong didn't care about the jewelry, and whispered to Qin Xuan in a low voice.

"People are big, little ghosts!" Qin Xuan flicked Qin Hongyi's head gently.

He flicked past Luo Fuxian without saying anything.

Immediately, a group of people walked along and walked into Wucheng that day.

At the center of Wucheng on this day, that should belong to the first big clan of Wutu, the territory of Wutu clan.

At this moment, there are a few people living here arrogantly, drinking tea and talking.

Soon, Dong Yuyun walked with his hands down and walked into the city lord's mansion.

"Tsk tsk, Brother Dong Yu seems to have come home with a feather?"

One of the men has a strange face, his body is burly like a diamond, his face is more like a splicing of boulders, and his eyes are like diamonds, slowly turning.

"Brother Longshan has been worrying too much. He didn't go for victory, so why talk about coming back in despair?" Dong Yuyun chuckled and took a seat at will.

In this mansion, there are a total of seven people, each with a strange face, unlike any clan in the world, they are all former ancient Tianjiao.

However, everyone is extraordinary to the extreme.

If there is the Eastern Region Tianjiao at this point, it will definitely be astonished to add to it.

The seven semi-saint invincibles, in the Eastern Region, are all famous and almost shocked the world, but now they are gathered in this place.

"The Luo family line in the Northern Territory, the Yuan Ming medical type is indeed good, but it's not worthy of your Dong Yuyun, right?"

"The young man is a little bit mysterious, but his aura is revealed. If he delves into it, he will be in the first stage of Hunyuan, but ants!"

One of the fair-haired women chuckled lightly, her brows decorated with holy stones, like a princess, elegant and noble.

"Princess Liu Qing, conquering a woman, is it impossible to do it by force?" Dong Yuyun smiled leisurely, and there was a cup of tea falling on the table. The tea was poured by a boy who was only about seven or eight years old. A pair of pupils, but no white pupils, the whole body is jet black, and there is a trace of sword marks on the eyebrows, as if running through the head.

"The tea is hot and delicious, don't let it cool!" The boy's voice was immature, but the words were not a kind reminder, more like a warning.

The blonde girl smiled slightly, "That's also true, if you try to reduce it, it would be too boring!"

"But the heart is hard to grasp, and the ants are ignorant. In the eyes of some creatures, even the randomly visible grass and mustard is much more beautiful than the fairy grass carefully selected by the emperor!"

"Brother Dong Yu did a good job for himself. It's not bad to spend some time free!" There was also a bald-headed man with a fire-like robe dropping his tea cup and said with a light smile.

Behind him, there are three rounds of immortal condensed beads, quietly surrounding.

Dong Yuyun took a sip of tea lightly, his eyes flicked over the other six people one by one.

"Everyone, me, these are all trivial things, don't you need to be so concerned?"

"What should be concerned about is the Golden Crow clan, the Wuchao Dimu, whose power is comparable to that of the Great Emperor, and its flames can burn the power of the heavens."

"This time I waited for the Wuchao Conference to be held for hundreds of millions of miles. Don't let such hard work be wasted!"

The other six laughed in different ways, like thunder, gentle like water, hoarse, and tender.

Immediately, the seven stopped mentioning Dong Yunyu, but talked about business.

About an hour later, the seven people dispersed.

Dong Yuyun returned to his residence, and the flood dragon who had been pulling the cart for him had turned into a strange youth.

"My son, you plan to forget it!?"

"No, Bi Qingyuan will do it for you and kill that human race!"

It looked at Dong Yuyun and spoke slowly.

Dong Yuyun glanced at the young man lightly, and said lightly: "What? In your eyes, am I inferior to that human race?"

"It's too easy to kill!"

He smiled lightly, and said with a negative hand: "It's hard to grab the heart, the easier things are, the more boring!"

"Luo Fuxian likes that young man, so please, but one day, she will know who Luo Fuxian will be behind!"

Dong Yuyun smiled, walked with his hand held down, and entered the house.

The young man Jiaolong looked at the closed door without saying anything, and sat down slowly.

In Tianwu City, except for the appearance of Dong Yuyun, which caused some waves, it seemed to be calm again.

Some people secretly inquired about Luo Fuxian's identity and traces, and waited beside an inn.

In this inn, Qin Xuan slowly sat cross-legged in a room.

All around, the big formation blocked everything, and his body was constantly swallowed and refined into his body.

"It seems that the second stage of Hunyuan is not far away!"

"Much smoother than I expected!"

Qin Xuan slowly opened his eyes, and the pills around him had been swallowed.

There are many immortal medicines and elixirs in his hand, all obtained from his hands of killing creatures.

Qin Changqing has gained a lot from the three former Gu Tianjiao in Jingzhi year alone.

It is not easy to enter the second realm of Hunyuan, but it is not difficult to slowly approach.

In addition to the immortal coins in his hand, he had been shopping wildly in Wucheng that day, and the second state of Hunyuan, which was originally out of reach, seemed to be in front of him.

"The Wuchao Conference has more than 20 days to go. If you want to make a breakthrough, it is still tighter."

As Qin Xuan muttered to himself, a bottle of elixir flew out, and the room was relieved of the rushing medicine and plunged into silence.