Leng Lian's expression was unhappy: "His name is Honghe, the master of Fengyue Pavilion! Except for the master, the other members of Fengyue Pavilion are all women!"

"Fuck!! Can you still play like this!?" Feng Chenglin was surprised: "But I think these girls have very ordinary cultivation bases, at most they are Xuanba...what can they do?!"

Leng Lian was speechless: "You are also a man, what do you think women can do?"

"Soft PR!!!" Ling Luoyu, who had been silent all the time, suddenly said.

Since ancient times, heroes have been saddened by beauty, as long as they use appropriate means, women are more lethal than men.

Bei Gong Yanshang was a little confused: "What soft public relations!?"

Feng Chenglin flew out with blank eyes: "It's a beauty trick!!"

The beauty plan is the beauty plan. What kind of soft public relations do you have to talk about? ! !

Bei Gong Yanshang twitched the corners of his mouth: "Beauty tactics... Then it depends on the right person!? For example, it works for you..."

"Haha..."

Ling Luoyu didn't freeze, laughing.

"Bei Gong, there are some things that we know well, and it doesn't need to be so clear!!"

Not waiting for Feng Chenglin to become mad, she already walked forward.

Bei Gong made a face and quickly followed.

Leng Ji patted Feng Chenglin's shoulder from behind: "This person in Beigong has no scheming. He always likes to tell the truth. Don't go to your heart..."

"Not..."

Feng Chenglin stood there silently.

"How do I say this seems to be...just the kind of person who forgets righteousness...

Leng Ji glanced at him meaningfully, shook his head and sighed, not knowing whether it was acquiescence or denial, and leisurely pursued Ling Luoyu.

Feng Chenglin: "Fuck... it's like I'm the only man, and none of you can eat fireworks..."

Qingmang Mountain Villa is located on the top of the mountain, surrounded by a huge towering city wall. The main hall, Baiyun Hall, is towering into the clouds and magnificent.

With the Baiyun Temple as the center, the small castles stretched around, like stars arched over the moon, very eye-catching.

The welcoming young servant led Ling Luoyu and others to the White Cloud Hall and greeted the maid to serve tea.

"You guys, I'm sorry, our owner is too busy to entertain a few people personally for the time being, and please don't take offense to some of them, just sit and have a tea break!"

The little servant laughed softly, and after serving tea to several people, he apologized and left.

Ling Luoyu picked up the tea cup and was about to drink, only to find that his cold expression was wrong.

"Cold temper, what's wrong?!"

"Young Master, have you seen the distribution of these guests?"

In the entire hall, there are three groups of people.

There was a wave on the left and right, and there was a small share, which was the position of Ling Luoyu and the others in the apse.

Ling Luoyu calmly sipped a sip of tea: "I saw it! Three forces! On the left and right sides, each is a force, and there is another group of people around us!"

Lenglian calmly moved to Ling Luoyu, lowering his voice.

"We are from the old alliance on the left, and on the right are the members of the new alliance!"

"New League!?"

Ling Luoyu Yuyu's eyelashes trembled lightly, and his eyes flicked to the right.

Honghe and two maids are also in the ranks of the new alliance.

"They're here too?!"

The new alliance and the old alliance are two incompatible forces. The happy event of the old alliance sect, what fun is the new alliance following? !

If it's not for good, it's a show of evil!

Visually, the possibility of showing offense is much greater.

"There are still some people who are third parties like Mr. You! They don't belong to any alliance, they just come to have a wedding banquet!"

Ling Luoyu twitched his lips playfully, drank tea, and calmly passed the two sides of the old alliance and the new alliance.

"Have a wedding feast? I'm afraid today's wedding feast is not so delicious!"