After Becoming the Hero’s Ex-fiancée - Chapter 69

[Chapter 69 Xiyu Mountain]

There are people coming and going in Xiyu Daying, but these two groups of people are more eye-catching than the other.

In the group of people on the left, there is the number one beauty in the Xuan Cang Realm, not to mention her name, but this lustrous and clean Tianyu streamer clothes are enough to make people stop.

And the group of people on the right, with beautiful yellow robes, all of them were born beautiful, especially a young female cultivator standing slim and graceful. Worse than the first beauty next to her.

Beauty is jealous.

One mountain cannot tolerate two tigers.

Almost immediately, everyone commented on this narrow road meeting, and in the sight of the light or dark, Hua Ye’s face became more and more red, and at the same time, the anger became more and more high-

All these pretentious female cultivators from the Yuqing Sect are disgusting.

She listened to the female cultivator lowered her eyebrows and pleaded:

“This junior is a new cultivator from the Yuqing Sect. It’s not worth mentioning, but I just don’t know… What is the real person looking for the junior?”

Zheng Wan’s voice was thin, her lips were white and her face was miserable, and she looked like she was frightened, but she snorted coldly in her heart.

Well-known beauty, of course, will not take the initiative to pick things up.

What are you doing with these mindless followers?

First, when the situation is inconvenient, it is pushed out to be a gunman—for example, now.

Second, there are such reckless and impulsive people around, and when she speaks to stop her, she can show her kindness and innocence a thousandfold.

Therefore, it would be unwise for her to go back with force. Zheng Wan would not do things that would harm others and not herself. She used her own vulgarity to set off the elegance and generosity of the other party—

“What are you doing like this?”

Who knew that she would anger Hua Ye, “Enchanting and enchanting, I’m not one of those mindless men—”

–No.

You are a mindless nun.

“This disciple of Taibai Sect speaks when he speaks, so why insult others?”

As soon as Hua Ye said these words, he successfully offended the nearby male cultivator, and even the grumpy one stepped directly in front of her, stepped on the ground with two deep marks, and insisted on the magic weapon, “But you want to fight? ”

Among the cultivators of the Zhengmeng, there are very few fighting to the death, on the contrary, the wind of this fighting method is common.

Miao Ye’s face turned red:

“I won’t fight you!”

She picked up the persimmons and pinched them softly, and pointed at Zheng Wan: “I’ll fight her!”

As soon as Hua Ye said this, there was a sullen laughter next to him.

Hong Nao jumped out and spat at her with his hands on his hips:

“Bah! Shameless! My little junior sister is only in the early stage of the middle realm. You, a late stage of the jade stage, proposed to fight her. Are you ashamed or not?”

Zheng Wan didn’t expect that the fourth senior sister, who had never been accustomed to her, would jump out to protect her, and her heart couldn’t help but warm.

The second senior sister looked at Hong Nao with her hands on her hips tenderly:

“Fourth Junior Sister has always been like this, with a knife-like mouth and a tofu heart.”

“Then I’ll fight you!”

Hua Ye didn’t look for Zheng Wan anymore, because the big bully the small, and the victory is incompetent, it is better to look for this little dwarf who just jumped out, the cultivation level is similar, and Yuqingmen is not good at fighting——

“Just hit!”

Hong Nao rolled up her sleeves halfway, and was pulled by Zheng Wan. She shook her head in disapproval, her butterfly wings were long under her eyelashes, her eyes were full of eyes, “Fourth Senior Sister, I haven’t reported it yet.”

she said.

The leader of Yuqingmen heard the song and knew the elegant meaning, and bowed his hands:

“True monarch, I’ve just arrived here, and I still have a lot of things to take care of… What do you think?”

Qianshuang’s curious eyes were withdrawn from Zheng Wan. She let out an “ah” before she calmed down and smiled. She first reprimanded Hua Ye, and then apologized to the Yuqing people:

“I’m sorry, it’s my lack of restraint, but… this little cultivator is really too good-looking.”

She spoke softly and was dressed in a sky-feather streamer, which made her even more gentle and moving.

Zheng Wan looked at her with a smile, thinking that this True Monarch Qianshuang didn’t look disgusting, and she was still willing to hear people praise her for her beauty, but it was a pity that most of the cultivators in the Xuancang Realm were reserved.

The two sides apologized to each other, intending not to be outdated, but they saw a white sky in the distance, and a dozen cold lights floated from afar, and the cold light fell on the ground, only to realize that it was a group of people.

This group of people had a halo of primordial light, and it seemed that they had just escaped from the battlefield. There was a sense of vigor and spirit when they were close. Zheng Wan recognized that among the dozen or so people, there were actually Li Siyi and Mingyu.

“Elite disciple!”

“They’re back!”

“It’s probably a switch.”

The swords that they put away, the cloud that accepts clouds, and the flying instruments are all different, and the monks who come and go in the camp all bow their heads solemnly and salute these people.

Zheng Wan was touched by the environment, so she also saluted.

But these people didn’t leave after taking the magic weapon. They turned around and looked at where they came from, as if they were waiting for someone.

A monk suddenly asked:

“Could it be that you are waiting for Zhenjun Wei?”

The voice fell, and the empty sky just now suddenly lit up with a white light, and the white light came suddenly, fell to the ground, and turned into a white figure.

Everyone held their breath and looked at the person who came with a sword.

The sky is snowy, and the moon is in the clouds.

He wears a white robe and a crown of swords, and a sword in his hand shines on the flowing water, standing alone, as if there is no one more out of the world than him. He had long eyebrows and a beautiful face, and when a pair of phoenix eyes looked towards the center of the camp—

Everyone felt that he seemed to be looking at himself.

“True Monarch Liwei, he is actually True Monarch Liwei!”

The crowd started surging.

Xuancangjie cultivators all grew up with Wuya Bang. Since they were three years old, they would be taken to the center of the city by their parents to pay their respects to the people on Wu Ya Bang, and many of them were even close to Li Wei. Zhenjun stepped into Xianmen together.

They watched him soar into the sky, watched him occupy the endless list all the year round, and his realm jumped up and down. When he was still in the low-level, he had already jumped to a height that no one could reach and became a rookie. legend–

But now that this legend has come to reality, everyone is scrambling to look at him, seeing his estranged brows and eyes, and seeing his eyes glittering like snow, they just feel that wherever they are, they are born just right.

The elite disciples who were very reserved before also coaxed him over, and everyone greeted him with a smile and respect.

“The true monarch finally came out of that horn Gada!”

“Have you been there for half a month?”

“Hey, don’t tell me, I tried to walk inside, but I didn’t persist for three hours…”

Across the crowds, Zheng Wan and Cui Wang looked at each other. His eyes were dark and deep under his long eyelashes, as if rolling a thousand mountains and twilight snow, approaching her—

Zheng Wan winked mischievously at him.

Cui Wang’s expression was indifferent, his eyebrows and eyes did not move, but for some reason, but standing there with his hands empty, it made people feel that the pool of ice and snow had turned into the rising sun, there was a gentle breeze, and there was spring water lingering.

It’s just that this lingering is also fleeting.

But in this flash, it was enough for a group of young female cultivators to cover their blushing faces, and the spring water was rippling.

“Liwei Zhenjun is looking at me!”

“Nonsense, he was looking at me!”

A group of female nuns from the Yuqing Sect were chatting and arguing.

Zheng Wan also saw that her fourth senior sister, who had a sharp mouth and a tofu heart, was also covering her cheeks, and even the second senior sister lowered her blushing face slightly.

…this is really enough to attract bees and butterflies.

Zheng Wan pouted, and when she retracted her gaze, her gaze touched Zhenjun Qianshuang beside him, and she gave a sweet smile.

True Monarch Qianshuang wandered between the two with a thoughtful gaze, but he couldn’t find anything, so he led the disciples towards the elite disciples.

Cui Wang retracted his gaze, but Li Siyi suddenly made a “huh”, and the folding fan pointed in the direction of Yuqingmen:

“Little Junior Brother, isn’t that…”

“no.”

Cui Wang cut him off decisively, raised his feet and walked away, white robes fluttering, “Take a day off.”

Li Siyi shook his head and turned to see Mingyu stomping: “What are you doing stupidly?”

Mingyu stared blankly at the yellow figure hiding in the crowd. As soon as she came, Li Wei, who never returned to the camp, returned to the camp…

Once a woman falls in love, she is extremely sentimental, and she forced herself to suppress her disappointment and turned her head to ask a question.

“Mr. Yuqing, if I go to change my bones—” She stroked her face, “Is there still time?”

I’m afraid I have to change my heart and temperament together.

Li Siyi shook his head and pointed at the Qianshuang Zhenjun who was staying with the elite disciples, not far from the younger brother, and asked:

“Qianshuang Zhenjun is beautiful?”

Mingyu nodded:

“nice.”

Li Siyi pointed at Zheng Wan, who followed the doorman and retreated from afar:

“Brother Zheng is beautiful?”

“It’s also beautiful.”

“A wooden beauty, a…”

Li Siyi said with the eyesight he had developed from the pile of red powder: “Alive.”

There is smoke.

Some people love this cold and dusty place, and some people love this world of red dust. It can’t be said that who is more noble than the other, but it is the spleen and stomach.

Mingyu said “Oh” with a vague understanding:

“That ruthless way of leaving the slightest…”

“There must be a way before the car reaches the mountain.”

Li Siyi flicked his sleeves and laughed, “What do you think about?”

Oh, he has gotten used to it.

Zheng Wan went to Zhengmeng’s temporary deacon hall to report first, and received a number plate engraved with “Geng Thirteen”.

“Second Senior Sister, which team are you assigned to?”

“Geng Thirteen.”

“What a coincidence, so am I!”

Zheng Wan showed her the number plate as if offering a treasure.

The second senior sister looked at her bright eyes, and couldn’t bear to tell the younger junior sister that she had secretly stuffed a middle-level primeval stone in exchange for being assigned to a team.

Fortunately, it was given by the master.

“Fourth Senior Sister, what about you?”

“Ding Qi.”

Fourth Senior Sister stepped on the sheepskin soap boots and ran to the other side.

The people from the Yuqing Sect took the number plates and spread out. Zheng Wan and the second senior sister stood together, waiting for Captain Geng Thirteen to claim it.

“A team of ten low-level monks is responsible for guarding and guarding, and preventing the alien beasts from Xiyu Mountain from harassing the people…”

“When we get to this place, all the monks of the sect will be scattered, and they will join each team and experience their own experience,” the second senior sister whispered, “but no matter which team our Yuqing Sect is in, it will be considered as a burden… Don’t talk for a while. , for me.”

“kindness.”

Zheng Wan nodded.

“Captain of the Geng Thirteenth Team, Gui Jing,” a tall, sturdy, bearded male cultivator came over, Yu Chengjing was in great perfection, and his eyebrows frowned when his eyes passed over the two female cultivators of Yuqing Sect.” The gate of beast control.”

“Yuqingmen, greenery.” Second Senior Sister said, “This is my little Junior Sister, Zheng Wan.”

“Okay, come with me.”

Although Gui Jing was not very happy, he did not embarrass the two of them. He led them out of the deacon hall and into a small tent. Zheng Wan went in, only to find that there were seven people sitting or standing there, two women and five men, like I’ve grown up early, and I’m playing a very popular game called “jump”.

“Come on, get to know the new members of our team.”

Gui Jing clapped his hands, “There is another one, come directly when you leave tomorrow.”

“Yuqingmen, boss, your luck is too bad,” a monkey-faced man complained, “Tomorrow we are going to guard Xiaozhu Road.”

“Yes, yes, this alien beast is not like a man who uses a charm,” the other person laughed, “just lay down.”

“You will die if you say a few words less!”

At this moment, a red-clothed female cultivator suddenly stood up. She was wearing a bunt, and when she lifted her boots, she broke the leg of the table next to her. After a clack, she glared at Zheng again. Wan and the others glanced at them and warned fiercely, “Don’t cause trouble.”

Zheng Wan could see that this female cultivator was the one with the heaviest aura besides the captain.

“Take care of you…”

The second sister smiles:

“This is my little sister.”

After all, there are very few people who come here to support, and most of them are still practicing in the sect.

“Okay, take care of your little sister.”

Guijing didn’t say much, just said that he would gather here on time tomorrow, don’t announce the dissolution.

“Go away.”

A group of people sauntered out and looked at Zheng Wan before leaving. The beauty was so beautiful, two of them stopped and each took two bamboo tokens from their waists and handed them to her.

“I?”

Zheng Wan didn’t know why, so she looked at the second senior sister for help.

The second senior sister pushed the bamboo token outward: “My junior sister is still young.”

The two of them didn’t ask for it, they took back the bamboo token and handed over and walked out. In the end, there were only two people left in the tent.

“Senior sister, just now…”

“Oh,” Second Senior Sister said disapprovingly, “The bamboo sign is the door number, and I invite you to spend the night.”

“…”

The monk is really direct.

Zheng Wan coughed and heard the second senior sister say, “You live with me, don’t be afraid.”

In the next day, she followed the second senior sister and visited the public canteen, fighting platform and shops. Most of the monks thought it was troublesome to eat and used to take bigu pills outside, so there were not many people in the public canteen. .

The Doufatai is different. Compared with the empty decorations in Yuqingmen, the three Doufatais are full, and there are monks betting on the side. Zheng Wan watched it for a while, and even saw something interesting.

Different cultivators have different techniques and attributes, and the five elements have the principle of mutual growth and mutual restraint. If you can often compete with others on the Doufa stage, you will not be in a hurry when you are in battle.

“Little Junior Sister is interested?”

“En.” Zheng Wan was eager to try, “It looks very interesting.”

“To open the Doufatai once, both sides need to hand in two middle-level primeval stones.”

For low-level monks, the two middle-level primeval stones are quite precious.

Zheng Wan thought about it seriously, the use of a fight on this day, with her ability to draw talismans, is still enough to support, after all, it is a rare opportunity for the twelve sects of the Zhengmeng to gather together.

Second Senior Sister: “…”

The little sister is rich.

The things in the shops are much more expensive than those in Fengwu City, but Zheng Wan also inquired about a night market where monks spontaneously assembled, but it was too rushed today, so she followed the second senior sister to the dormitory.

A small white cloth awning was buckled upside down. Following the movements of the second senior sister, she handed the bamboo token from the back to the front of the awning, and people entered.

There are two simple long bamboo couches in the pendant, a silver mirror on the wall, and a copper basin, which is greatly reduced.

Zheng Wan watched the second senior sister take out two quilts from the Qiankun bag, spread them skillfully, sprinkle a circle of insect repellent powder around the tent, apply dust removal techniques, and wash up on the couch.

“Your first experience, tomorrow will be very hard, you should rest early.”

Zheng Wan was restless today and didn’t want to meditate, so she simply lay on the bed and closed her eyes to rest. The bamboo couch was very hard, and it creaked as soon as she turned over. Zheng Wan was afraid of disturbing the second sister’s cleanliness, so she lay there motionless.

In the insects, she gradually fell asleep, but after an unknown amount of time, she suddenly opened her eyes and woke up. The moonlight is like washing, through the thin awning, illuminating the corner of the couch.

Zheng Wan felt something, and sat up suddenly:

“Who?”

It was cold and the bedding was neatly folded, and the second senior sister didn’t know when to go out.

There was no one in the pen, and Zheng Wan was suspicious of her being over-hearted. She rubbed her eyes, but couldn’t fall back asleep. She lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and before her feet landed, she heard a voice:

“It’s cold on the ground.”

She was startled, but when she turned her head, she saw a familiar figure standing in the semi-dark light at the tent, with a robe like water, and the jade-faced Langjun stood there and looked at her for an unknown time:

“Put your shoes on.”

“Cui Wang?”

She was surprised, “How did you get in?”

“Come in.”

Cui Wang stubbornly looked at her bare feet without shoes and socks, “Put on shoes.”

“If my second senior sister is here, will you come in too?”

Thinking of this, Zheng Wan gave birth to an evil spirit. She kicked her feet and kicked the soap boots far away. She turned her head and said angrily, “Don’t wear them!”

“I saw her go out.”

Cui Wang raised his hand to photograph the light pink soap boots embroidered with a pair of pearls, threw them at her feet, and said stubbornly, “Wear them.”

Zheng Wan turned her head and simply stopped:

“Don’t wear it.”

After breathing down, he lifted it up again and pointed at his nose:

“How can you just enter a girl’s boudoir…”

Cui Wang kicked something under his feet, and then Zheng Wan realized that there was a shadow crawling on the edge of his snow-colored robe.

Described as wretched, the breath seems to be absent, as if seriously injured.

“He, he… how did he get in?”

Zheng Wan thought of the second senior sister for the first time, and her heart suddenly cooled.

Cui Wang seemed to see her thoughts and shook his head:

“This formation protects the gentleman, not the villain.”

“Then where did my second senior sister go?”

Cui Wang did not answer, only said:

“It’s not safe to live here, come with me.”

He lowered his head, picked up the soap boots on the ground with his ten sapphire fingers, and held them in his hands. Seeing that Zheng Wan didn’t move, he exerted some force to force her to sit on the side of the slump. He lifted the hem of his robe, bent over slightly, and grabbed her. Bare feet, socked, tucked into soap boots.

The snow-colored silk robes were scattered on the ground, like the moonlight outside the canopy.

Zheng Wan looked down at the top of his ink-colored hair, only to feel the skin at the ankle that he touched, a fluffy spark jumped up, and it was hot and numb.

She retracted her foot as if nothing had happened, and took his hand:

“Let’s go.”

She won’t rob him of Qilin, and the rest, get a share of the pie… Isn’t it too much?

Zheng Wan thought about it, seeing Cui Wang looking over, smiling like a milk cat who stole the fish, very sweet.