The senior sister that the little girl is waiting for, Lu Chen has had a relationship with her, and she is also a "naked" relationship. Even though Lu Chen has a surname that is not afraid of heaven or earth when he urinates, he feels a little embarrassed when he sees this person.

Murong Yuxi, whose name is Huixi.

"This name is really not bad, it's bad, bad luck~" Lu Chen muttered, without making a sound, slowly lowered his head and thought to himself: "I would have known that I would have brought a hat."

"Uncle Master~" Murong Yuxi waved to Lan Qing from afar, then tilted his toes on the flying sword lightly, like willow catkins in the wind, falling gently beside Lan Qing. With a swaying jade finger, the flying sword returned to the scabbard behind him obediently.

This move is indeed beautiful, and the seven female disciples present, as well as Zuo Qinghan, were envious.

Only by expelling the body and practicing Qi can you master the seventh level.

Murong Yuxi also saw Lu Chen. The pretty face, which was as quiet as water, occasionally flashed with a sharp light. Obviously, she still resented the fact that this young man saw all the spring scenery outside the stream pond.

Isn't this nonsense? Which good girl is so handsome that she is not angry after being seen by a young man and a half.

Of course, Lu Chen did not see that fierce look. He only knew that it was best not to look up at this time, and it was best that Murong Yuxi should not see him.

Murong Yuxi was concealed well, as if she didn't recognize Lu Chen. She just took a look and said to Lan Qing: "Uncle Master~, the things are ready, you can leave."

Lan Qing squinted his eyes and nodded, saying, "Send them the clothes and go out to change them in the town. This time we will act in a low-key manner."

Murong Yuxi responded, took out a package and opened it. Lu Chen saw that there were some ordinary women's clothes inside. Murong Yuxi distributed the clothes to the female disciple one by one, and went to Lu Chen's slight salute, then ignored it, and retreated to Lan Qing's side.

Over there, Lan Qing's voice sounded again: "This time I entered the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, I will change the Taoist robe on you."

As she said that, Lan Qing looked at Lu Chen, then looked at Zuo Qinghan, sighed quietly, and said, "Lu Chen~"

"Uh~, uncle~" Lu Chen responded, but still didn't look up.

"Your clothes are not prepared. When you arrive in the town, you can prepare a set yourself, and it's just fine."

"Yes, uncle." After thinking about it, Lu Chen said, "But, uncle, I~, hehe, this~." Without further ado, Lu Chen deliberately took out his pockets, clearing it all.

Lan Qing frowned, and she had no choice but to treat this kid. Her beautiful eyes slightly turned and gave Murong Yuxi a look.

Murong Yuxi's face was not very good, but she still walked to Lu Chen's side, took out a bag of silver and handed it over, and said, "Go and buy it yourself~"

At first, he snorted tepidly, and then saw the disciples around him packing their clothes. Murong Yuxi lowered his voice and said, "It's better not to say that, otherwise I won't spare you."

"Auntie, even if you beg me, I won't say it." Lu Chen shouted in his heart, nodding obscurely on the surface. He agreed.

After the matter was over, Lan Qing called out, and the disciples followed the former and walked all the way to the town at the foot of the mountain.

When they arrived in the town, the female disciples found an inn to change their clothes. Lu Chen was no exception. He specially picked an ordinary long gown and put it on his body. The most important thing was to hide the sleeve cloud arrow and put on a flat square scarf. If he had a shaking fan at this time, he could really be called a young man with a good family background.

Uh~, it's just a little dark.

After coming out of the inn, the female disciples kept laughing, pointing at someone's figure and making obscure jokes.

Lu Chen looked at the chills: It is said that girls are in love with spring, and this aspect is not fake. Everyone is at the age of the flower season. They took off their Taoist robes and were so beautiful. I guess if they were not present, such obscure jokes might have turned into a kind of body competition.

It should be said that although the female disciples are not bad, the ones who are outstanding in appearance are still Zuo Qinghan and Murong Yuxi. During the chat, Lu Chen finally got another identity of Murong Yuxi from the little girl.

Princess of the Great Zhou.

Zhou was just the name of the country. All the people of the Great Zhou knew that the emperor of the dynasty was originally named Murong.

For this reason, Lu Chen was a little surprised. He looked back and looked at the body of the princess of the Great Zhou Dynasty and couldn't help but tremble: "You can't say it, it's troublesome if you say it."

Murong Yuxi didn't know what Lu Chen was thinking, and she occasionally gave him a bad look and was well concealed by her. It was still a little girl who was so smart. Once she found Murong Yuxi's slightly hatred gaze, she couldn't help but think about something.

"Brother, do you know Senior Sister Huixi?" The little girl blinked and tried to find something out from Lu Chen.

But Lu Chen said carelessly: "Ah~, I recognize it, hehe, your brother, I have the ability to see the sky. How could such a beautiful senior sister not recognize it? Alas, it's just that I can't communicate."

"It's weird if you believe it." Zuo Qinghan curled her lips and said no. When she turned her eyes to Murong Yuxi, looking at her upper body that was taller than herself, a feeling of failure flashed across the little girl's face, and she murmured: "It's indeed bigger than mine."

Zuo Qinghan's voice was not very loud, but Lu Chen was closer, so he still heard it: "What did you say?"

"It's nothing~" The little girl covered her mouth, her pretty face suddenly turned red. She looked down and trotted all the way to the female disciples.

Lu Chen looked at Zuo Qinghan with a look of surprise, then turned his gaze to Murong Yuxi, as if he understood something.

"Be good, no, right~" Lu Chen stuck out his tongue, and he didn't dare to think about it anymore. The scene in his mind's beauty's bathing picture had begun to appear. If this continues, he would probably have a nosebleed again.

"Damn it, what do you think~" patted his head, Lu Chen walked aside, pretending to enjoy the scenery, and stopped talking.

After a moment, Lan Qing also walked out of the inn. Lan Qing, who was over thirty years old, changed into a white long dress of a noble lady. She was charming and not comparable to those young and charming little girls. She was like a fairy who was not as good as the worldly fireworks. She was calm and gentle. She was beautiful and beautiful.

All the clothes have been changed. Except for the whisk in Lan Qing's hand, no one can see that these people are from a certain sect of cultivation, as if a middle-aged lady came to travel around with her sons and nieces.

As for the whisk, Lan Qing did not mean to deliberately hide his identity. It was just that a Taoist nun wandered around the capital with a group of Taoist nuns, and she would inevitably be noticed. She just wanted to try her best to avoid those gazes that would make them embarrassed.

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