Li Zicheng was both embarrassed and a little flustered when he offended the disciple of Yin Yang Sect when he first arrived.
The relationship between Jianzong and Yin-Yang Gate is good or bad, or bad or not bad. In the major weekly competitions over the years, Jianzong disciples have had more contact with Yin-Yang Gate. According to several of his brothers, in Yin-Yang Gate, many people go out to do errands or participate in competitions. As a female disciple.
Male disciples in the Yin and Yang gate rarely show up, and of course there are occasional talented and intelligent people born, but very few.
It is reasonable to think of these two as senior sisters just now, but I don't know that although these two are handsome in appearance, they don't know that they are actually men.
If this matter is passed back to the sect, the master should call him an idiot again, and the brother will definitely laugh at him...
Li Zicheng bitterly, thinking of his future life of misery, unconsciously regret, this time he should not volunteer for the big week.
"Everyone, please wait here." The two disciples of Yin Yang Gate led them into a partial hall, bowed, turned and left.
Li Zicheng hesitated whether he should catch up, and solemnly apologized. Although the other party was not enthusiastic at first, he was respectful, but since he said the wrong thing, the brother hasn't spoken again, and even his eyes owe.
Li Heng stretched out and sat on the hand position of the temple with a swagger. He picked up the hot tea on the table and exclaimed: "Sure enough, the big gate is different."
Lin Mengyao sat down with him, looked around, and said, "Have you noticed? All the way, we walked on small roads."
"No." Li Heng took a sip of tea and wiped off the tea stains on the corners of his mouth: "What did you find?"
Lin Mengyao moved towards Li Heng and whispered, "I feel someone is staring at us."
"Ah, there is indeed." Li Heng pointed behind Lin Mengyao: "He has been looking at you."
Lin Mengyao froze, slowly turning her head and looking in the direction Li Heng was pointing, just to see a person's dodge gaze.
"The kid has watched you all the way, right?" Li Heng said with a smile: "My face is blushing, isn't it because I am interested in you
"Bah!" Lin Mengyao turned into anger, glared at the man fiercely, and stopped talking.
Li Zicheng came over. He didn't notice Lin Mengyao's expression, and he sighed: "There shouldn't be anything wrong, right?"
Li Heng asked him curiously: "You didn't see whether he was a man or a woman just now, did you?"
"...Yes." Li Zicheng said with shame.
"Then you still blurt out to call someone a senior sister?" Li Heng asked again.
"... I was wrong." Li Zicheng said honestly.
"Everyone, Senior Sister, please." Li Heng was about to speak, but a disciple of Yin Yang Sect appeared from nowhere, standing at the door with his head down.
Li Zicheng subconsciously went to see Li Heng and waited for his decision. Li Heng asked, "The second pass has passed, when will the third pass start?"
"Senior Sister, please." The disciple repeated dumbly.
Lin Mengyao couldn't help being angry, so she turned around and asked Li Zicheng: "What the hell is the Yin Yang Gate?"
Li Zicheng said, "...I don't know either."
Li Heng rubbed his hands and said, "Go."
The Yinyangmen disciples led the way, exited the side hall, followed the path outside the side hall, passed two bamboo forests, bypassed two corridors, walked over three pontoons, and finally reached a square.
Although the area of the square is not large, it is paved with white Hanyu bricks, and the edges are carved with peculiar totems. Half of the square is hidden in thin clouds. Behind the clouds, it is indistinct, like a sound.