Since Wang Lie was brought back to S City by Dongfang Ming and others, Dongfang Ming arranged him to cultivate in his family. During this period, Wang Lie painted Yang Yu's portrait, almost seven or eight points similar. Dongfang Ming and Murong Wuhui and Qingyue Master jointly issued an invitation to invite Dugu, Shangguan, Gongsun, Sima, Long, Li Ba family, Shaolin, Wudang, Tianshan, and other ancient martial arts sects to discuss matters in S City. In addition, they invited the national security organization, the captain and deputy captain of the Super Power Group. It seems that for Yang Yu's matter this time, almost all the so-called righteous sects in Shenzhou were dispatched.

"Brother Lie, it seems that the person you are talking about is very young and handsome, but I have never seen such a person appear in the ancient martial arts world in China. I don't know if it is a blessing or a disaster?" Dongfang Ming held Yang Yu's portrait in one hand and his beard with the other, and looked carefully. Wang Lie sat opposite him, whose trauma had healed most of his injuries, but he still looked dying. It seems that people who have lost their internal strength are not as good as ordinary people.

"Yes, Brother Dongfang, I was also surprised when I saw him. I thought it was a disciple of a sect, so I just wanted to teach him a lesson, but I didn't expect that this guy was so powerful, hey!" Wang Lie pale, shook his head, his face full of annoyance.

"Hmph! Uncle Lie, don't be sad. I will definitely help you find that kid and avenge you with your own hands." Murong Wuhui stood behind Wang Lie with his hands in his arms. After hearing Wang Lie say this, he shouted with a furious temper.

"No regrets, don't worry, why are you still so impulsive? Let's wait a few more days, wait for each sect and the family members to arrive." Master Qingyue turned a string of purple Buddhist beads in his hand, glared at Murong Wuhui gently, and said lightly: "By the way, the head of the Dongfang family, please copy a few more pictures of this child, so that you can leave it to the sects for help to find it."

"Okay, I'll have someone go there right away." Master Qingyue of the Eastern Ming Dynasty nodded, walked to the door of the room with the portrait, and ordered to the butler standing outside the door: "Old Li, is Miss at home now?"

"Go back to the master, the lady and the Murong family's lady are in the room. Is there anything wrong?" The butler, known as Lao Li, replied respectfully.

"Well, go and call the lady over and ask her to do something." Dongfang Ming nodded and explained.

"Yes, Master."

In a room on the second floor of the Oriental Family, this is a very stylish room with black and white. A big pink bed is placed in the middle of the door. At this moment, two beautiful beauties, one big and one small, are lying on the bed. The bigger beauties are wearing a black OL suit, with long hair tied behind their heads, and black stockings set off their slender thighs very attractive. The little beauty lying beside her is actually not very young, about twenty years old, with short hair, bright and beautiful teeth, leaf eyebrows and cherry lips, small and cute.

"Hehe, Sister Yanran, I heard that people from all major families and sects will come at this conference. And I heard that the two handsome guys Shangguan Ji from the Shangguan family and Sima Rulong from the Sima family are waiting for you. I guess they will come here this time. Good sister, tell me which one you will choose to be your good husband?" The little beauty put one hand on the beautiful woman's waist, and her beautiful face was full of agile smiles.

"Go, come and tease me, Murong Xue, I warn you, don't mention the names of those two people in front of me in the future, otherwise I will be careful that I will not help you dispel your suitors again." The beautiful woman Dongfang Yanran frowned and pinched the beautiful woman's pretty nose with her hands, and said dissatisfiedly.

"Okay, Sister Yanran, can't I stop talking? Don't do it? Alas, I don't know what's wrong with those two people. You have to know that they are the heirs of the heads of Shangguan and Sima family generations." Murong Xue giggled.

"You still said!" Dongfang Yanran sat up and slapped Murong Xue's buttocks hard.

"Die sister, I hate you, why are you hitting someone?" Murong Xue gave Dongfang Yanran shyly,

At this moment, the door of the room suddenly rang, and the butler's voice came from outside, "Miss, are you here? The master asked you to go to the study room."

"Well, Uncle Li, I'll go right away." Dongfang Yanran immediately got out of bed, tidied up her face in front of the mirror, and prepared to go to the study. "Sister Yanran, let me go with you." Murong Xue also quickly got up, ran to Dongfang Yanran, and said.

"Ha, aren't you afraid of your father?" Dongfang Yanran blinked at Murong Xue and smiled. "Hmph! I'm not afraid of him. I'm going to go. I want to see if the Qingyue Master from Jinghang Cizhai is really as beautiful as the legendary one." Murong Xue raised her mouth and said with a little longing.

"Okay, let's go together, but don't cry if your father scolds you." Dongfang Yanran shook her head, pulled Murong Xue's little hand and walked outside.

"Grandpa, are you looking for me?" Dongfang Yanran and Murong Xue came to the study room on the third floor, knocked on the door, pushed it away and walked in.

"Well, Yanran, you are here. Come and meet Master Qingyue, Grandpa Lie and Uncle Murong." Dongfang Ming nodded at her with a smile.

Dongfang Yanran looked around at the people in the room and said elegantly: "Hello, Grandpa Lie, Uncle Murong, welcome to the Dongfang family."

"Ha, Brother Dongfang is your granddaughter? Very good. He looks like a strong woman, and he deserves to be the successor of the Dongfang family." Wang Lie's pale face was a little rosy. He looked at Dongfang Yanran and praised him. "Where, Brother Lie, you are too rewarding." Dongfang Ming's whole face was almost laughing. It seemed that he was still very satisfied with Dongfang Yanran.

"Haha, Grandpa Lie, thank you for your praise. The little girl can't afford it." Dongfang Yanran said modestly, but heard the beautiful and holy girl sitting on the side, saying: "Yes, Brother Dongfang, your granddaughter is restrained and charming, and has a strange bones. She is definitely a dragon and phoenix among people." It seems that this is the legendary Master Qingyue of Jinghang Cizhai. Dongfang Yanran looked at her and thought to herself secretly.

"Xue'er, why are you here? Why don't you salute to the seniors?" Murong Wuhui had already seen Murong Xue following Dongfang Yanran, glared at her eyes and shouted.

"Uncle Murong, don't be angry, I asked Xueer to come and play with me." Seeing that Murong Wuhui was a little angry, Murong Xue quickly pulled Dongfang Yanran's neck of clothes quietly, and Dongfang Yanran advised him knowingly.

Murong Xue also hurriedly walked out and saluted the people in the room, and couldn't help but praise him again. Of course, Murong Wuhui didn't pay attention to Murong Xue either.

"Grandpa, is there anything wrong with me?" Seeing that the atmosphere in the room was a bit strong, Dongfang Yanran hurriedly walked to Dongfang Ming and asked.

"Oh, that's right. You can copy this portrait dozens of copies, and we'll be useful." Dongfang Ming handed Yang Yu's portrait to her and explained.

"Yeah, okay." Dongfang Yanran took the portrait and looked at it, but the more she looked, the more she became more familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere,

"Yanran, what's wrong with you?" Dongfang Ming saw her staring at the picture blankly and said in confusion.

"Grandpa, I seem to have seen this person, very familiar." Dongfang Yanran said, pointing to the portrait.

"What, have you seen it, what is his name, where is it?" The people in the room suddenly changed their faces and hurried over, and the people asked at the same time.

Murong Xue also came in, looked at the portrait, and said in surprise: "I have seen him too. His name seems to be Yang Yu or something, he is a freshman in our school."

"Xue'er, are you sure?" Murong Wuhui asked hurriedly.

"Well, this person looks very much like him. I remember that he sang a song when the school party last time he held a party. It was very nice, so I had a deep impression of him." Murong Xue recalled and nodded for sure. Dongfang Yanran seemed to remember it, and the interface said: "Well, he is indeed called Yang Yu. Grandpa, do you still remember the piece of land we missed in City C last time? It was taken by him."

"real?"

"Yeah!" Dongfang Yanran nodded in agreement.

Next, Dongfang Yanran and Murong Xue told them all about what they knew, and everyone basically knew the information about the people in the painting.
Chapter completed!