欧美成人国产第一

Qing Yu was dazed for a moment before she could react. “When did it move here?”

“Yesterday.”

Qing Yu could not help but twitch a corner of her mouth. “What are you up to again this time?”

No wonder she had not seen Bai Zhi Yan who was never seen too far apart from him. It’s because he had come here as well.....

Hearing that, Lou Jun Yao cupped his chin in his palm and looked at her smilingly to say: “I heard that the days spent practising cultivation in the Faint Mist Sect is very dry, so I guess their disciples live a rather dull and boring life here. But now, all of them can sneak out for some fun at the Fragrance Court so isn’t that just great?”

The twitch at the corner of Qing Yu’s mouth then grew more intense. [He really thinks that wanting to get those pure minded disciples who practised abstinence to seek out fun at his establishment was really a good idea?]

If the sect’s Elders were to hear that, they would surely die from a blood vessel bursting in their heads from rage! And wouldn’t moving the Gathered Cloud Loft so openly without a care here raise any suspicions from others? And the Faint Mist Sect did not have any opinions on that? ?

It was not known what special method the fella had employed to achieve that.

“So from today onwards, you guys will remain here?” Qing Yu glanced at him to ask.

Lou Jun Yao smiled at nodded. “You can come look for me anytime you need something.’

[Why does she feel like this fella had moved the Gathered Cloud Loft because of her.....]

Qing Bei silently watched the two banter so familiarly with each other and for some unknown reason, a strange feeling rose up in his heart but was unable to put a finger on it.

After breakfast was done, several disciples in the sect’s white uniform came to the inn and one person among them was actually rather familiar looking.

Upon looking more closely, it was then discovered that it was Jin Ze Hao they had seen during the sect’s internal trials in the mystifying boglands, whose consciousness fell under the Scarlet Lands Eight Demons’ control to thrash up Lian Shao Jie that was of a higher cultivation level almost half to death.

It was wondered whether he was punished when he returned back to the Faint Mist Sect.

And it was quite obvious that Jin Ze Hao was acquainted with the proprietress of the inn Qiao Wei, his manners highly respectful.

The two of them talked for a while and it was not know what Qiao Wei said to him when the expression on Jin Ze Hao’s face looked rather amazed before he swept his eyes over the crowd without people noticing.

On the way to the Faint Mist Sect, several curious disciples secretly went up before Jin Ze Hao and said: “May I ask our Senior Fellow Disciple whether you are acquainted with the Lady Boss of the inn? We were wondering if she is one of the Faint Mist Sect’s Elders?”

Jin Ze Hao raised an eyebrow. “Her? Her position in the sect is much higher than an Elder.”

Everyone then recalled back to the day when someone had challenged the Lady Boss, saying that she was guilty of negligence and that the Faint Mist Sect would definitely punish her for it. In the end, the Lady Boss had just arrogantly replied: “Who in the Faint Mist Sect would dare to?”