"That's right, Lingmu, stop messing around!" The other middle-aged man also scolded Venerable Lingmu. The two of them were his senior brothers and were older than him, so naturally they could scold him.
After being yelled at by the two men, Venerable Lingmu's face turned red and he said angrily: "Okay, go ahead and make a fuss! I don't care, I'll just watch!" He snorted, shaking his sleeves and sitting back in his seat.
The beautiful Venerable looked at this scene, covered her red lips and smiled: "Brother Sique, this doesn't seem very kind! Everyone knows that you and Brother Muxin are the strongest among the Venerables of our generation? If you fight against the two of them, won't it be a sure win?"
"My master is right. Isn't this taking advantage of one's age? Isn't this bullying the weak? I have been in the sect for so long, but it was only today that I realized that Venerable Sique is such a person!"
A graceful and charming voice came, and when the disciples heard the voice, they all rejoiced: "It's Uncle Wanyan!"
"Master Wanyan is here! I didn't expect her to come!"
"It is said that Senior Uncle Wanyan is the most beautiful woman in the four sects. She rarely shows up in public. I didn't expect her to come today."
"That's great! I've wanted to meet Uncle Wanyan for a long time. Today I can finally see Uncle Wanyan's face!"
The disciples below became excited, and the originally silent scene became lively. They all looked towards the source of the sound.
Fengjiu, who was standing next to Xuanyuan Moze, felt vaguely familiar with the voice. Just as she was thinking about it, she saw a red figure sitting on a crane and coming with the wind, with red sleeves fluttering in the wind and black hair blowing. At first glance, Fengjiu couldn't help but feel happy and waved at the person who came.
"elder sister!"
The person who came was actually her sworn sister Wanyan Qianhua! No wonder there was no news of her over there, it turned out that she came here? I didn't expect to meet her here.
After hearing what Feng Jiu said, Xuanyuan Moze also looked at the woman. Wanyan Qianhua, Ah Jiu had mentioned her before. She was a sworn sister to her, but they had not had the chance to meet since Baisui Mountain. She did not expect to meet her here.
In the past, he had only heard her say that Wanyan Qianhua was wonderful in every way. But now, he saw that the woman in red who came riding on a crane was indeed a stunning beauty. Although she liked to wear red clothes like his Ah Jiu, she wore them in two different styles.
Wanyan Qianhua, who was sitting on the crane, saw the dazzling red figure on the platform at a glance. Looking at the beautiful and exquisite face that was still so familiar, a smile appeared on her lips. She patted the crane's head lightly and fell from mid-air to the platform.
"Xiao Jiu'er, it really is you!"
As soon as Wanyan Qianhua saw her, he stepped forward and gave her a hug. However, when the softness of his chest touched Fengjiu's hard and flat chest, he lowered his head in confusion and reached out his hand to touch it again and again: "Huh? Where are your breasts? What a sin! You tied them flat? How much suffering do you have to endure?"
Fengjiu's forehead was covered with several black lines. She hadn't even reacted yet. Her sister actually did such a thing to touch her breast in front of so many people. She was really speechless.
When the venerables on the stage saw this scene, their mouths twitched, they turned away uncomfortably, coughed lightly, and shook their heads secretly: No one from Xueyu Peak is normal.