Southern Sect... Taoist meeting?

Qin Kun looked dull.

I remember that I was right. Last September, when Qin Xue entered school, the Nanzong Daohui was held. The eldest lady said that it had not been held for ten or twelve years.

Qin Kun thought that the next time it will be ten years later, why did it open less than August this year?

Is it because of this incident?

"Fatty, I don't need to go ahead of your Nanzong affairs, right?"

"Why is it unnecessary? You can't come with Tiangou, let's drink the northwest wind!" Wang Gan lowered his voice, "I heard from Uncle Yu that Mr. Ge was completely powerful in the incident last night, and he wanted to let young disciples go to practice. It seems that this time, the Southern School Taoist Association, the Northern School, Yanjing, the Three Mountains, the Three Temples, and the Three Temples will all send disciples to come."

"Why?" Qin Kun would never have thought that this year was so lively.

"There was also an accident in Chang'an City last night, and the dragon vein in the Qing Dynasty in Northeast China also happened. Some people smelled something wrong. Take the opportunity to exercise their disciples."

Qin Kun hung up his cell phone and looked at Qi Hongzhuang.

Qi Hongzhuang smiled slightly: "Yanjing Lingjian General Administration, Qi Hongzhuang."

"Are you here to participate in the Nanzong Daohui?"

"Mainly I'm here to accompany you and participate."

Qin Kun felt that in terms of personal charm, he was still not as good as Qi Hongzhuang's work enthusiasm.

"Are you sure you are not going to participate in the Nanzong Daohui and accompany me by the way?"

“It’s all the same.”
Chapter completed!