Chapter 169: 　Liu Feiyan reappears

The so-called gathering, only disciples who have won one hundred consecutive victories in each peak are eligible to participate.
Tyrant Swords are qualified, and Ye Yusheng is also qualified, because they both won a hundred consecutive victories in the Feiyu Peak Competition.
"Can you take someone else?" Ye Yusheng asked.
He wanted to take the girl with him, and it would be boring to leave the girl here alone.
"I don't know either." Tyrant shrugged his shoulders. It was the first time that he attended such a party. This was what others told him.
"Hey, go check it out."
Ye Yusheng's personality is like this. Since no one says that outsiders are not allowed, it is OK.
"Girl, go, brother takes you out to play." Ye Yusheng said on his own initiative.
"Okay."
The girl nodded happily, as long as she could follow Brother Ye, she would be very happy.
"Let's go." Tyrant Dao carried his heavy knife on his shoulder, turned and walked outside.
"go."
Ye Yusheng quickly followed with the girl.
Hou Lei was cultivating in the room. Ye Yusheng didn't want to disturb his cultivation, so he didn't call him.
...
The location of Hundred Streaks is in the middle of a pond not far from the temple.
The Haotian Chief Sect is very big, even the mountainside under the clouds is big and scary.
A large part of the continuous Haotian mountain range is hidden in the white clouds and mists.
A huge pond is located on the mountainside. The water has no roots and falls from the sky. It is gathered by the powerful people of the Haotian School with magical powers to form this pond.
There are lotus in the water, with green and huge leaves and white flowers.
Because of the years of growth, the water lotus has grown into a treasure of heaven and earth, exuding a strong spiritual energy, and it is like a fairyland.
There is a pavilion in the middle of the pond, with no roots, three stories high, with a domain of tens of feet, and the shadows of the people in the pavilion.
When Ye Yusheng and the three walked into Wugen Pavilion, the first floor was already full of figures.
No one will come forward to say hello deliberately. People who can come here are more arrogant than the other.
Aside from the greetings between acquaintances, the arrogant son of heaven who is afraid of the peaks with a hundred consecutive victories, if it is not for any purpose, is to consider himself inferior.
"Ha, the fairy is drunk."
As soon as Tyrant entered the Wugen Pavilion, he focused on that row of fine wines.
The fairy is drunk, and it is said that even the fairy can be drunk.
The brewing of this wine is not difficult, but the spirit of the wine is relatively rare.
So Xianrenzui's output has never been able to increase, even the Clear Sky Sect, only the General Sect has the ability to brew so much.
There are at least five hundred tanks of immortals drunk here, and anyone can drink it casually.
After receiving the Immortal Drunk who threw the Tyrant Sword, the three of them directly found a corner and sat down, watching the group of people in front of them chat freely.
At this moment, Dong Hong, whom Ye Yusheng knew, walked in.
As soon as Donghong came in, he walked up the stairs without anyone else, to the second floor.
Donghong's move on the second floor immediately calmed down the first floor.
Everyone looked at Donghong walking up the second floor in surprise.
"Another strong body with perfect body tempering has gone upstairs." Someone who knew the inside story said.
Upon hearing this, Ye Yusheng understood that only martial artists who had tempered their bodies and perfected themselves could climb the second floor.
As for those of them who stay on the first floor, their cultivation level is not enough and they are not qualified to go upstairs.
"Da da da!"
The footsteps remembered again, Ye Yusheng turned his head subconsciously and looked in the direction he came.
At this look, his eyes couldn't move away.
That amazing woman walked into Wugen Pavilion step by step like an iceberg snow lotus.
She is cold and arrogant, like a ten thousand year iceberg, full of coldness, and within three meters of her body, she refuses all the vitality of temperature.
Liu Feiyan.
Ye Yusheng's body didn't move, he looked at the beautiful shadow from far and near.
Everyone's eyes were attracted by Liu Feiyan, regardless of male or female.
The men’s eyes are mixed, with appreciation, desire, dignity, lewdness... etc.
But the women's eyes were very consistent, all jealous.
This is Liu Feiyan, no matter where he goes, he will become the focus of everyone's attention.
No one would be indifferent in the face of such an alluring beauty.
"Sister Feiyan, you are finally here." A man in a splendid robe stepped forward: "At Bi Jiangchen at Haifeng in Xiazhen, I wonder if Junior Sister Feiyan still remembers it."
The smile on Bi Jiangchen's face was very gentle, giving people a feeling of spring breeze, and his eyes were gentle.
It's just that the deep in the pupils disappeared in a flash, without being noticed.
Liu Feiyan glanced at Bi Jiangchen, neither nodded nor shook his head, even said nothing, but went straight to a place with few people and stood there.
She looked out of Wugen Pavilion, as if she was not interested in the people and things in the pavilion.
The disregarded Bi Jiangchen's expression turned gloomy, but in a blink of an eye he returned to normal, showing a look of carelessness.
"Hey!"
Seeing this scene, Ye Yusheng's mouth slowly rose.
This woman is still so arrogant that no one will look at her.
It's just... this Zhenhaifeng disciple named Bi Jiangchen, his gaze is a bit too much.
This look made Ye Yusheng feel a little uncomfortable inexplicably.
In any case, Liu Feiyan is his fiancée in name, so it's fine to strike up a conversation, it's a bit too much to show her lustful eyes.
On the other side of Wugen Pavilion.
Although Liu Feiyan has shown that he doesn't want to talk to anyone, there are still people who are willing to put it together.
As long as it can be favored by the goddess, it is nothing to lose face.
"Senior Sister Feiyan, in the Lower East Valley Peak Baichuan." The young disciple of East Valley Peak stepped forward and greeted Liu Feiyan with a smile.
"..."
Liu Feiyan didn't reply, and didn't even move his body.
"Sister Feiyan."
Baichuan refused to let it go: "Senior Feiyan, the grandson of the hundred elders in Xia Nei Donggu Peak..."
"Haha!"
Before Baichuan's words were finished, there was a burst of laughter next to him: "Baichuan, your face is big enough, and Senior Sister Feiyan doesn't bother to take care of you, so don't push up on your face."
"Huh."
The man named Baichuan suddenly turned his head and stared at the person who was talking: "Lin Dongyang, shut your mouth if you don't want to die."
"Yeah, I'm so angry!"
For Lin Dongyang, this threat is just like tickling: "Although you have a stinky skin with a white face, we all know how your character is. You think that Senior Sister Feiyan would like you. ?"
After finishing speaking, Lin Dongyang didn't wait for Baichuan at all, then turned around and said to Liu Feiyan: "I am fortunate to see Senior Sister Feiyan today at the Bauhinia Peak.
"..."
Liu Feiyan still said nothing.
After Baichuan and Lin Dongyang, several people came forward to chat with Liu Feiyan.
But there was no change in the result. Liu Feiyan never moved or looked back when he stood there.
Ignore anyone.