The night banquet was still set in the palace garden. When Duanmu Yawang waited for the people to arrive, it was already full of people.

Some of them were chatting enthusiastically, while others looked wilted and their eyes were dull.

Duanmu Yawang and the others sat down in their place yesterday, scanned the crowd, and saw Elder Lin. Duanmu Yawang was stunned when he saw him.

Because, Mr. Lin seems to be getting older in a day for some reason.

With a move of his eyes, Duanmu Ya looked at King Anding: "What happened to Old Lin's team?"

"How did the son know?"

"Old Lin looks wrong."

"Yes." Wang Anding said regretfully: "Old Lin is also a pair of eight people. It is said that he is divided into two teams. He followed the other team. All three of the team came back. Only Lin Lao Tuer was missing. ."

"No sign? Something happened?"

"According to the other three of the team, it was Lao Tu'er who left behind and separated from everyone."

"Isn't Lin Lao Tu'er leading the team?"

King Anding shook his head, "No, it's the team led by the Jing family."

"The four people in the team, what are the identities of the remaining two?"

"All of them are from the Jing family, one is the first-in-law of the Jing family, and the other is the grand protégé of the Jing family, and they are all good at strength."

"What is the reputation of the Jing family?"

"The Jing family actually doesn't know this king."

King An Ding said: "And no one seems to know where they came from, and they suddenly appeared in Ziyun City recently. They laughed at Yan Yan, kind and generous, very strong, like making friends, and they don’t stick to small details. They occasionally give advice to juniors or Many of the young people who hope to make progress, after having friendship with them, have been indulging in cultivation, although they are not advancing by leaps and bounds, they have all achieved success, and their reputations are very good."

Such kind and charitable people are very rare, "In other words, there is no problem with character?"

"That's natural."

King Anding smiled deeply, "The son is not good at hearing things outside the window. It is probably not clear. Although they are not as famous as the son, their reputation in Ziyun City is not bad, and..."

King Anding said this.

Duanmu Yawang knew the point was coming, "And what?"

"The king said, don't let the son get angry."

Duanmu Ya looked up and raised her eyebrows. Before she could even speak, Xiao Bailu furiously shot the crime, "Does this Jing family say something to denigrate you, right?"

"To shut up!"

Duanmu Yawang's face turned dark, "Can you stop making noise?"

"Oh." Little Bailu obediently covered her mouth.

King Anding also bought Guanzi, staring at Duanmu Ya and said: "Moreover, many people say that the young master and the Jing family are two extremes."

"The young man showed off 18 martial arts in the Supreme Pavilion, and became famous overnight, but he was cold and arrogant, did not like to get along with others, and became a sectarian appearance. The Jing family never liked to show off, except for giving advice. I will never show my strength in public anymore. It is unpredictable and gives people the feeling of being an expert outside the world."

Duanmu Yawang's face was calm and lightly summarized: "In other words, in the eyes of Ziyun City, I am a fake and noble person chasing fame and gain, but the Jing family are bodhisattva-hearted and indifferent to fame and gain? "

Uh!

I have to say that Duanmu Yawang's summary is very incisive.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to refute it for a while.

Little Bailu was a little annoyed. He forgot the warning from Duanmu Yawang just now. He let go and opened his mouth and said: "What kind of comment, when did the master chase fame and fortune? Besides, master, you have eighteen martial arts. Won, is it wrong to win? Why don't they think about it, if other people are not too bad, can you win?"

"Okay, why are you angry?"

Duanmu Yawang touched his little head amusedly, "It's good to know what you are doing, so why bother about others' words?"

"The son does not have to be angry." An Zexi said: "The son is cold on the outside and hot on the inside. He is attentive and never scorns his life or death. He also has his own principles in doing things. Jersey really admires him."

"You don't have to comfort me, I'm not angry." When Duanmu Yawang said, the style changed again, "I wonder what kind of person the two princes know Lin Lao Tuer?"

King Anding frowned. He didn't speak for a while. He seemed to be looking for a suitable evaluation. He said for a moment: "I have seen it a few times. I have a rather impulsive personality. I don't know how to turn. I can speak and do nothing."

Duanmu Yawang: "Manniu temperament?"

"right!"

King Anding very much agreed with Duanmu Yawang’s summary, and sighed: “I heard that Lao Tuer hadn’t hunted any treasures, so he hurriedly crossed the five-mile boundary. The Jing family refused to listen to them. The Jing family did not want to persuade him. Taking an adventure, I stayed outside and waited, but I never saw him come out, but my mission was not good enough to continue to play and waste time, and I continued hunting nearby, but when the time was about to go back, no one came out."

Duanmu Yawang understood, "In other words, they will come back before they wait for someone?"

"right."

When King Anding said, he asked: "Why does the son keep asking about this?"

Duanmu Yawang didn't answer, but someone on the other side called out, "Ah, these three are the Jing family members, right?"

Duanmuya looked at the words, followed the sound, and saw the three of them greet others with a smile as they walked.

Different from what Duanmu Yawang thought, these three people, one old and two young, the elder was about sixty, the two young and one man and woman, the man was seventeen or eighteen, and the heroine was fifteen or sixteen.

It is worth mentioning that the three of them are dressed in snow clothes. Years ago, the men and women looked unique. The old man was calm and majestic. The long silver hair was half bunched up, and the long silver hair was dressed in snow clothes. Out of the dust, like a fairy descending to the earth.

"Long, good-looking." An Xiaowen on one side stared at the young man for a moment, and said something like this.

"Xiaowen, are you blushing?" Wang Anding glanced at Duanmu Yawang, only feeling embarrassed.

An Xiaowen recovered, feeling embarrassed, and quickly withdrew her gaze.

Surprisingly, the Jing family actually walked towards Duanmu Yawang, hesitated, bowed their hands, and said politely: "I wonder if the young man is Lord Gongyu?"

"Exactly."

Duanmu Yawang bowed his hand in return, "I don't know the three..."

"I am unknown, and it is normal for the son to not know it." The elder said with a smile and aura: "The old man is the Jing family. These are my two children, the star picker and the star player."

Jing Qixing and Jing Lingxing are very nice.

Duanmu Yawang also smiled: "Young Master Jing and Miss Jing don't know their temperament is dusty, and even their names don't provoke Xianchen, which is very good."

"Thank you, son."

Jing Zhixing took a step forward, his clothes fluttered, and he added a bit of elegance and gentleness in his leisure time. It is easy to have a good impression. "The son has eighteen martial arts, and he became famous overnight in the Supreme Pavilion. The prince asked some questions, and he took the liberty to come forward, and hope that the prince would not mind."