Seeing Shui Huan, Liu Wuxie stood up and showed a hint of excitement on his face.

A feeling of meeting an old friend in a foreign land comes naturally.

In the Battle of Hundred Kingdoms, only a few people remembered Liu Wuxie deeply, and Shui Huan was one of them.

Both of them were very excited. Seeing Liu Wuxie, Shui Huan hurried forward and hugged her.

This action surprised everyone. Tianluo Valley was not going to snatch treasures.

Judging from their relationship, it is extraordinary.

"Brother Liu, let me introduce you to you. This is Hua Chenye and Senior Brother Hua."

The first person introduced by Shui Huan is called Huachenye.

On the way he came, Liu Wuxie heard a lot of legends about Hua Chenye. He heard that this person is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Today's poetry, songs and essays conference is 70% sure to win the first place.

"Brother Hua!"

Liu Wuxie clasped his fists.

Hua Chenye held his fists and gave him a greeting, his eyes clear, not like a traitor or evil person.

Then one by one, everyone was very polite to Liu Wuxie and chatted for more than ten minutes. It was not until the bell rang and the poetry and lyrics conference officially began. Everyone gave up.

"Brother Liu, why not go there and sit with us!"

Shui Huan invited Liu Wuxie to the Tianluo Valley area, and everyone took care of each other.

It was so eye-catching that he sat here alone.

All tables have companions, but Liu Wuxie is alone.

"No, I like quietness, it's great to sit here."

Liu Wuxie declined politely, knowing that Shui Huan had good intentions.

When they get closer to Tianluo Valley, the others will naturally be afraid of it, with the purpose of protecting Liu Wuxie.

The other party insisted on doing this, and Shui Huan couldn't force it, so he had to return to his position.

Everyone sat down, and many maids held plates and various exquisite foods in their hands, delivered to their tables.

The Yuzhu dew that just came up has been removed and replaced with new tea.

"Everyone comes to attend to tonight's poetry and song conference without hesitation. The little girl expresses her gratitude. The tea and wine for tonight are open to supply, so don't be polite."

A numb voice appeared, and a graceful figure slowly walked out from the depths of the second floor.

He wore a veil and only had a pair of eyes outside.

Just a pair of eyes is enough to make countless people fascinated.

What kind of eyes are they? When the corners of their eyes move, it seems that they are conveying a message.

It is said that eyes can speak, and they are the windows of the soul. Murong Yi's eyes are the best interpretation at this moment.

The white forehead, smooth black hair, and the combined outfit exudes a charming fragrance, and the captivating sound is irresistible.

Everyone present had long forgotten what happened just now, and all their sights were gathered on Murong Yi alone.

Liu Wuxie was secretly warned that this woman was so extraordinary. Not only did she practice the Pure Land Sutra, but she was even more terrifying that she actually practiced the mind reading technique.

Her eyes seemed to be able to see through human souls, which was also a kind of soul technique, not under Liu Wuxie's ghost eye technique.

With a beautiful look, he looked at the first floor, his eyes swept across everyone's face and finally fell on Liu Wuxie's face.

He nodded gently, which drove everyone crazy. Why would he nod when he looked at Liu Wuxie?

Liu Wuxie nodded and returned the gift.

Liu Wuxie will never be rude to the etiquette he deserves.

The moment his eyes touched, a ripples appeared in front of Liu Wuxie's eyes, a mysterious force trying to enter his body and read his soul.
Chapter completed!