Regardless of everyone's gaze, Ling Luoyu saluted his jaws and turned to leave.

"Wow!"

A figure ejected from the shore, dusty.

"I'm coming!"

Ling Luoyu's footsteps suddenly stopped.

It's him? !

This person was the one who encountered the digging hole in Qianlong Mountain that day.

How could he appear here?

Could it be that those people at the time were also from the old league? !

No way? ?

Ling Luoyu's heart trembled suddenly.

Could it be that the dragon veins they said were in that Qianlong Mountain Range? !

"Sorry, I was late because of a delay on the road!"

The visitor sank and fell, and the shaking hull shook.

He was about thirty years old, his skin was sickly pale, and his eyes were burning and energetic.

When he fell, Ling Luoyu passed by, and looked at her curiously.

"Who is this little brother!?"

Shan Xingyu couldn't wait to stand up and said, "Yu Deshui, just leave her alone and talk about things over there!?"

Yu Deshui was afraid of Ling Luo Yu's existence, turned around and glanced at him.

Ge Lao withdrew his meaningful gaze from Ling Luoyu and waved his hand.

"She is Sect Master Ling, the new Sect Master of Qiyun Sect. She can be trusted completely. If you have anything, just say it!"

Only then did Yu Deshui relax and pour a pot of tea.

"My people have already got through to the underground river, but still nothing..."

"Not yet!?" Shan Xingyu's eyes were full of despair: "But the news doesn't mean that there are dragon veins under the Qianlong Mountain Range?!"

Huaduzi shook his head: "No! My people have been searching along the underground river for a long time, but they haven't found any traces of dragon veins!"

Everyone fell into a short silence in an instant, and each one was depressed.

After a long time, Mr. Ge coughed and spit out sputum.

"Everyone, don't be too discouraged! We have paid too much and disappointed too much to find the dragon veins! This disappointment is just one of many disappointments, it is not enough!"

He patted his hands and smiled.

"Well, since the Dragon Mai matter is no longer hopeful, then we all will attend Qing Yimin's wedding banquet wholeheartedly! We are all elders. Don't be reluctant to give gifts when you give gifts!"

Gongsun Hongtu and the others also laughed, but from their smiles, no one was in a bad mood.

Zhong Chengli turned sideways and lowered his voice: "In order to find the dragon veins without arousing other people's ideas, we will find a special reason every year to bring everyone together. On weekdays, we will never have any contact. Yes, not even letters! This time the search for dragon veins failed. If you want to get together again, you will have to wait until a year later..."

Ling Luoyu finally understood why this wedding banquet was not lively anymore!

"Co-authored you in the name of the wedding banquet of the young owner of Qingmang Villa... Looking for the dragon vein?!"

"Yes! The wedding banquet is fake, and the dragon vein is real! Every year, we will gather together to discuss the dragon vein and exchange information in the name of wedding banquet, birthday, and treasure appreciation!"

"Then...what the **** is this dragon vein!?"

Zhong Chengli chuckled playfully: "Didn't you say that the more you know, the more trouble you have? Why do you still have to ask about it?"

Ling Luoyu curled his lips disapprovingly: "I'm talking about the more secrets you know, the more trouble you have! People here don't know much about the core secrets of dragon veins, but there must be quite a few who know that dragon veins exist..."