At the end of November, Luo Xiao, who was already immersed in the practice of Wind Shadow, received an invitation with a red cover. Although the person who sent the post was just a slave, his clothes were better than many disciples of the martial arts temple.

In the shocked and suspicious eyes of the junior lead, Luo Xiao opened the post and saw that it was sent by the city guard's mansion to celebrate the ceremony for his daughter Feifeng Chengzhe.

The ancient rituals of Tianjing Domain, women's 18th and hairpin, and men's 20th crowns are a ceremony for becoming a man, which is very grand. Of course, the grandeur here generally refers to the children of aristocratic families. Only they will pay more attention to this ancient sense of ritual. Generally, ordinary people will hardly care about this, and at most add a few eggs when eating.

Cheng Xiaofeng, the guard of Yishui City, is not actually a famous family. He is just a civilian family and has made his current future through his own efforts. However, the more a new nobleman from a civilian family like him, the more he pays attention to the inherited family, and does not miss all kinds of etiquettes, no matter how big or small it is. After several generations of influence, perhaps the Yishui Cheng family can also be a member of the famous family.

"The daughter of the city guard and the hairpin watch the ceremony?" The junior leads the way with an incredible expression. What did this senior brother Luo, who is even more grassroots than him, do? He actually hugged the thick thighs of the city guard!

Luo Xiao understood that he saved Cheng Feifeng. As a father, even if he was as powerful as Cheng Xiaofeng, he had to express his identity. However, the difference in identity and cultivation between the two was there, and the matter of Baicao City was related to the secret. In order not to attract attention, and to find out the reason, Cheng's mansion has not been moved since he returned to Yishui for more than a month.

This time, Cheng Feifeng's hairpin ceremony was an opportunity. With this occasion, Cheng Xiaofeng could meet him justifiably, express his gratitude, either openly or secretly (most likely privately), so that he would not seem too abrupt, and Cheng would not be considered rude.

Luo Xiao curled his lips. Sure enough, these adults were in trouble. They just expressed their gratitude and made such a twist.

Luo Xiao stuffed the invitation into his arms and nodded to the slaves of the Cheng family: "The ceremony will be held in three days, right? You will definitely come to congratulate me at that time."

"The Cheng family's entire mansion is waiting for the great host." The slave smiled and took a step back ten steps before turning around, reflecting the good quality of a wealthy slave.

Luo Xiao ignored the junior led the way and looked envious. He turned around and left. As he walked, he thought, it was not easy to watch the gift at all. What gift should he give? Cheng is also a wealthy family, what would he lack? Think about it, think about it again... Well, if she has it, she probably doesn't have this thing, and she must need it, just it!

Three days have passed in a blink of an eye. This day is covered with clouds and cold winds, and fine snowflakes are floating in the sky.

Because he was going to the banquet, Luo Xiao rarely did not go to Longhou Valley to practice. He put on a newly bought black satin robe, covered with a green big robe, and put on deer leather boots. He stepped on the thin ice. He entered the city from the south gate and headed north to the north. The north area is a concentrated area for the Yishui City Office and the mansions of wealthy families. Luo Xiao had almost never visited this area. People like him, who had no carriages and horses, were naturally stopped in front of the gate.

Fortunately, the official saw that Luo Xiao was good-looking (people rely on clothes?), so he didn't dare to show him the color. After that, Luo Xiao raised an invitation and saw that it was a distinguished guest of the city guard's palace. The official hurriedly smiled and did not dare to say anything, so he respectfully sent Luo Xiao away.

After turning a few offices, Luo Xiao saw a slew of carriages in the square in front of the gate of the city guards from afar. The mansion was decorated with lights and colorful colors. There were two rows of eight servants in front of the gate steps. From time to time, he could see the guests coming, and entered with a high voice as the concierge spoke and laughed at Yanyanyan and asked for a roll call.

Luo Xiao approached the city guard house, swept his mind and sensed that the eight servants were probably at the third and fourth levels of cultivation, and the welcome manager on the stone steps of the gate had the fifth level of strength. Just this concierge slave had such strength, and the city guard house was indeed extraordinary.

Luo Xiao walked to the gate of the city guard palace, and while the two rows of majestic congratulations were singing loudly, he pulled off his hood and handed the invitation.

The welcome manager took the invitation and glanced back and forth on Luo Xiao's face and between the invitations, smiling: "It turns out that he is my junior, please come here."

As soon as he heard the other party say this, Luo Xiao understood that this manager was also from Yishui's martial arts hall. Seeing that he was about thirty years old, his eyes were gentle but smart, he must be a talented person. If he hadn't had poor cultivation, he would be afraid that more than one manager would be.

"This senior brother, surnamed Gao..."

"I dare not take it as a lie. I am the third supervisor of the Chengfu Outer Hall. Mr. Luo said that I am the third supervisor of Lian.

Lian Sanguan led Luo Xiao to the left side courtyard, and smiled as he walked: "My junior is young and has a beautiful and profound inner self. He will be able to successfully achieve a samurai within the semester and have a bright future."

Luo Xiao looked at the manager Lian San carefully and saw that the person's expression was sincere but his eyes were vague. It was obvious that he didn't really see anything, but he was just a habitual compliment, so he felt relieved.

It is said to be a side courtyard, but there are many buildings and winding corridors. There are pavilions, terraces, gardens and pools all the way, which is no worse than the main courtyard of ordinary wealthy homes. You can hear the noise of young men and women from the largest pavilion.

Luo Xiao couldn't help but look at the manager Lian San beside him. Just as he was about to ask a question, the other party smiled and said, "The second lady is cheerful and open-minded by nature. She is happy to make friends with talents of the same age. This time, nearly half of the guests are young talents in the county's martial arts hall. The head of the family told me to let all the young heroes gather together and share their love and support each other in the future..."

Luo Xiao then realized that this aristocratic banquet was not just about looking for joy, but mainly about taking the opportunity to gather together and expanding connections. The older generation has the older generation's circle, while the younger generation also has their own circles. Only when they can get invitations can they be qualified to integrate into the circle.

Under the guidance of Lian San, Luo Xiao walked through a winding corridor on the lake and walked into the pavilion.

There were dozens of tables neatly placed on the pavilion, with pastries, fruits and vegetables on them. A group of young men and women gathered to talk, and the atmosphere was very warm. As soon as the two appeared, the young men and women stopped talking and looked over.

Manager Lian San smiled and introduced with a solemn hand: "This is my disciple, Mr. Luo Xiao. He is an outstanding scholar in the three churches of this county. You might as well get closer. Today, things are frequent, and I have to welcome guests, so I will leave first."

Seeing that the manager Lian San left, Luo Xiao saw that the young men and women on the pavilion seemed to be in a circle, but actually divided into three piles, faintly forming a horn. It must be the circle of disciples of the three major martial arts temples in this county.

Each of these three circles has a central character. The young people around them are like stars lying on the moon, which makes people see their extraordinary person at a glance.

On the west side is a young man in white robe, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a handsome appearance and gentle manners.

On the south side is a boy in black of the same age, with a broad nose and a strong body, and a messy head of black hair. He was sitting on the table and chewing as if no one was around.

On the east side of the entrance of the Xietai was a cold-looking girl, wearing pure white sable fur and a circle of pom-shaped sable velvet on her collar made her bright and beautiful head look extremely cold.

With Luo Xiaoyuan surpassing the realm of the people in Xietai, he could tell that these three people were all fifth-level perfect and had entered the stage of the nucleation of the Yuan-type, and their strength was above the many young people. No wonder they could become the central figure.

Most of these young men wore all kinds of clothes, with either satin or silk, but some of them wore the standard uniforms of the Xiuwu Hall, so it was easy to see where they belonged. Among the group of young men in black, there were those with ribbons embroidered on the lonely peaks, which was Xiuyan Hall. Among the group of young men in mink, there were those with ribbons embroidered on the wild geese, which was Yanshan Hall. For those with white men in white, there were those with ribbons, which were just looking at an acquaintance inside, you knew it was from Yishui.

Sure enough, the young man in white robe raised his glass and smiled at Luo Xiao: "Since I am a junior in this hall, why not come and sit down?"

Luo Xiao nodded slightly to the courtesy, but did not join in the fun. He sat down in a corner and poured (tea) and drank it.

Although the other party seemed to have invited each other sincerely, now he is just to be respectful and serve as a foil for others. But Luo Xiao is already a magnificent warrior and has his own pride. How could he revolve around a fifth-level warrior?

Seeing Luo Xiao's style, the young man with a brocade robe on the west side of the shed platform frowned slightly, looked at Luo Xiao carefully, and asked a young man with a thin eyebrows beside him: "Xiao Mo, can you recognize this person?"

The young man with a hung eyebrows named Xiao Mo had a ray of light from his thin eyes. Looking closely at Luo Xiao, Shaoqing shook his head: "I haven't seen it before... Well, Luo Xiao, this name sounds a bit familiar..."

Another boy whispered: "Is it a newcomer to our Dragon and Tiger Society?"

Xiao Mo shook his head: "No, I recognize even the newcomer who joined the club the day before yesterday...why should I go and inquire?"

The young man in brocade nodded slightly. Although there were many people in them, not many people could get an invitation. Most of them were brought in by those with invitations, such as Xiao Mo. Luo Xiao came alone, so this situation could only be with invitations. The disciples of the cousin who could have the City Guardian specially presented gifts, as far as he knew, were basically children of the family with backgrounds. What was happening to the boy in front of him? He had to find out.

Xiao Mo quickly inquired about the young men and women around him. When he came back, he looked strange and followed a yellow-belt disciple, who was the old acquaintance Luo Xiao had just seen, Pan Yang.

Xiao Mo reported to the young man in white: "Xiao Pan knows that Luo Xiao."

The young man in brocade robe looked at Pan Yang, showing his intention to seek advice.

Pan Yang glanced at Luo Xiao from time to time, his eyes were shocked and suspicious, and said, "Brother Zhongyan, this person is Luo Mangzi who once made Senior Brother Jiang suffer a great loss..."

The young man who asked if he was a newcomer suddenly shouted: "Yes, yes! Luo Mangzi! No wonder I feel familiar. I hear people mention his nickname instead of his real name on weekdays."

A round-faced girl next to her couldn't help asking: "Senior Brother Jiang? Could it be..."

Pan Yang nodded, Xiao Mo said nothing, the young man with brocade robe looked sharp, and the girl with round face was frightened, and she didn't say anything more. This case involved a scandal, and those who didn't know would never know, while those who knew were banned by their elders.

The boy in brocade robe looked gentle and smiled, "Luo Mangzi? He sounds good."

Pan Yang's expression was obviously entangled, and finally said, "He is a red belt."

The girl with round face curled her lips, and the boys around her didn't agree. They were just red belts. Most of them were red belts, and there were several black belts, so naturally they wouldn't take merely the same level seriously.

However, Pan Yang's next words surprised them.

Pan Yang said: "However, he was just a green belt three or four months ago."

It really caused a thousand waves. Not to mention the disciples, even the young man in brocade robe had a flash of bride-robed eyes.
Chapter completed!