Live Cultivation of Immortals

Chapter 207 - 208

In addition, there are words from all directions that praise the two people in front of them.

Holding the unfinished snacks in his hands, Lu Bei listened to what those passers-by said.

They all said that there was going to be a happy event in Baisemen, and that Zhao Ziyan and Brother Buwen were a match made in heaven.

These people also boasted a lot of vocabulary to senior brother, saying that he is a young and promising genius, that he is also a member of two major sects, and that he reached the middle stage of Jindan before he was a hundred years old. They will come to recommend themselves, even Zhao Ziyan is no exception.

"very strange."

Lu Bei muttered something, blinked his eyes and looked at the person who broke up with Zhao Ziyan, who was walking in their direction.

Knowing that the other party was standing in front of him, less than half a meter away, Lu Bei couldn't help muttering again, "That's weird."

"What's so strange?" Xinyang patted the little whitebait that hadn't been shaken off the edge of his collar just now, and asked him with raised eyebrows when he heard his muttering.

Lu Bei returned to his senses, temporarily put aside the doubts in his heart, shook his head and looked up at the other party, "Brother, is that person Zhao Ziyan? You two knew each other before?" The way the two of them were standing in the distance talking just now did not seem to be Like meeting for the first time.

"I just met today, don't stand and chat on the street, I'll treat you guys to whatever you want to eat."

People come and go on the street, it is not a good place to chat.

Xinyang pulled the people who were still in a daze, and looked up at the other three rookies.

"Eat this!"

Zhao Tiantian was the first to raise her hand, pointing her fingertips at a six-story teahouse in the distance without hesitation.

Zhao Ziyan chooses this kind of small three-story restaurant, let's see if she chooses a teahouse with the highest six floors to find a place for Lu Bei!

The five people went to the teahouse in the six-story building, and Zhao Tiantian proudly ordered a large table of delicacies.

"Which competition are you in, Lu Bei?" Wen Siyan saw someone's absent-minded expression, and took the initiative to ask the other party about the topic.

"Forty-two games, what about you?" The man who had been distracted all this time came back to his senses, answered naturally and asked everyone present.

"Twenty-six games, remember to come and see me for the competition. The next morning is Senior Brother A-Lai's competition. Let's cheer for Senior Brother A-Lai together."

"I will go, I will go to every game!"

Lu Bei had made this plan a long time ago, taking advantage of the presence of disciples from all major sects, he could also watch other people's battles on the spot.

After the meal, everyone chatted and ate. After the meal, when everyone walked quickly to the door of Baisemen's temporary residence, a strange man stood there waiting quietly.

After seeing a group of Baisemen disciples returning in front of him, he searched the crowd for the first time, and finally landed on Shi Buwen.

Then this person came over, took out the invitation card he carried with him and presented it with both hands, "Biji Zongte is here to invite the Tenth Prince..."