The eyebrows of Song Qianji stretched quickly.

I will go down the mountain tomorrow and start a new life.

Even if Miaoyan came to China, the main peak of China buried a car fire | medicine, it had nothing to do with him.

The cultivator pays attention to the four treasures of "wealth, couples, law, land". In the last life, he had huge wealth, Feng Shui treasure land, destiny instrument, only a Taoist couple.

He wanted to marry Miaoyan, and he happened to be willing to marry him, so he booked a marriage period.

After death, it turned out that he was passionate and misunderstood.

Not only wonderful smoke, but the resentment of the past life, he was not forgiven, forgot, but he didn't want to delay this life, but too lazy to care about it, and entangled.

Miansan was in him, and he had become a smoke.

From this passing water bridge, you will not encounter in this life.

In the future, you play your piano, I plant my land.

We do not commit fairy water in well water.

"Don't look at it." Song Qianji urged the two in front of him, "Let's go."

The two disciples sent back their minds, "Ah" screamed, and they felt rude to the beauty, with red ears and red ears, twisted their heads, grinding.

Song Qianji had to take a step first.

"stop!"

Drink a tender.

The two disciples trembled, and they looked up and saw Miao Yan jumping out of a woman in red.

The woman's waist was not soft whip, Liu Mei was flying, her eyes were slender, and her momentum was strong.

It turns out that the wonderful smoke is tall, and the skirt and arm yarn flutter, just to block her petite figure.

The former wears blue, the latter wears red, a quiet lake, and a burning red lotus.

Disciple disciples bow and salute: "Sister Chen."

When she stared at her, she immediately changed her mouth: "Miss."

Song Qianji was suddenly familiar.

Today, Huawei Zong has not yet declined, and Chen Hongzhu must be windy and rainy.

It is more distinguished than the princess on earth, and it is better than the princess.

She looked at Song Qianji coldly: "You are the disciples who just handed the note to my father?"

Song Qianji: "It's me."

Chen Hongzhu snorted lightly: "I don't know what you wrote, and the piano song that harmed the fairy that night, all bounced."

She said blame, but glanced at the fairy of Miaoyan, with a happy smile in her eyes.

Miao Yan's expression remains unchanged: "At this time, I will rebound again."

Said to go away.

The two disciples were dazed and couldn't understand what they said.

Song Qianji knows that he can only pretend to understand.

It turns out that Miaoyan is here to adjust the breath of Xuyun's old man.

Right, Master ’s Master Wang Shu Xianzi, who has made friends with Xuyun for many years, Miaoyan himself has a lot of origin with Huawei Zong.

Miaoyan practice "Sky Sound", music sound can help to kill, disturb the mind, and soothe the storm ｜ Qi Qi Qi and help others to regulate internal interest.

After the failure of Xuyun's breakthrough, the realm was unstable, and he was unwilling to let outsiders know.

However, the climbing conference is imminent, and the factions gathered in Huawei Zong. Xuyun performed low -key, and it always showed several times in order to avoid suspicion.

He wanted to adjust the interest rate as soon as possible through the heavenly sound, so he had to let his daughter think of the secret friend of the girlfriend, and asked Miao Yan to come to China and Weizong as a guest.

Tonight Song Qianji has a note, and Xuyun's mood is suddenly chaotic, so that the sound of wonderful smoke returns without merit.

Before Song Qianji streaming, he couldn't help but look at Chen Hongzhu with the eyes of "love the fool".

Isn't your dad who is unlucky?

What are you happy?

Isn't Miaoyan your cousin, how much hatred can you two be?

Chen Hongzhuo did not have the time to look at that gaze, stunned.

If she is walking with Miaoyan, people always look at Miaoyan. So she hates walking side by side with the first beauty, either walking in front or a few steps behind.

But this person is different. Chen Hongzhu thought, he frowned at first glance, but it was full of pity ...

The disciples of Huawei Zong looked at me, and were always afraid of fear. Brothers and dads saw me, and they always spoiled.

Relaxed, when is my turn of a disciple?

Her cheeks flew a little rouge, and then furious:

"President! What do you see!"

Song Qianji smiled at his eyes: "It's rude."

"What do you laugh!" The red girl whip pumped the white jade railing, the voice was crisp.

The five -color carp under the bridge was shocked and jumped between the sea of ​​clouds.

Song Qianji didn't care about her, but just laughed.

Seeing this, the two disciples sent the letter and sympathized with Song Qianji:

This man was originally a wok for the unlucky brother Meng Heze, and finally he was miraculously found a line of vitality. If he was inexplicably drawn with a whip by Chen Bawang at this time, there was no place to discuss the way.

Tall boldly said: "Miss, he is just a disciple of the outside. He entered the main peak for the first time.

The short man also helps: "The head of the head, still waiting ..."

"Shut up!" Chen Hongzhu was impatiently interrupted, staring at Song Qian's machine: "Don't let me see you anymore!"

The girl in red shakes the whip and walks quickly.

Running out of 23 steps, I couldn't help but stop, looking back.

The man's back gradually drifted away, and the shadow was obliterated by the moonlight.

There is a array blessing of the Water Bridge, and the dust is not stained. He is stained with mud on his cloth shoes and walked all the way.

Very shallow mud seal, but very dazzling.

But he was not at all at all, and he walked very steadily.

Chen Hongzhu frowned.

She knew her father. Her father was deeply cultivated and saw the wind and waves.

Even if the expression changes, my mind is like Pinghu.

But tonight, my father closed his eyes and apologized to Miaoyan expressionlessly.

So the sound of the piano was silent, and Miao Yan's ritual.

A flowing clouds floated, and the back of the long bridge's head could not be seen anymore.

"What exactly do you write on your stripes?"

... ...

When Song Qianji saw the gate of the Qiankun Hall, the two disciples were more nervous than him.

"Do you usually go to Yamana Casino?" Gao Zi asked.

"What?"

The explanation of the short man: "You are a disciple, you can go to the main peak for the first time; you can see the wonderful smoke fairy. Even if he was confused, no, Sister Chen is in trouble, but also the embarrassment, but it is also difficult.

I did n’t hurt half of my hair. You have a good luck that you choose like a miles, and you can make him a lot of money in the casino when you close your eyes! "

Song Qianji shook his head and smiled: "My luck has always been bad."

"Don't be humble! If you can still retreat from this Qiankun Temple, we will bet with you in this life!"

After taking the lead, Tong Tong came up, and the two disciples stopped outside the door of the temple and worked hard to wave him:

"We are waiting for you here!"

The main hall is empty, the lights are frightened, and the curtains are low.

The heavy door closed behind him.

Song Qianji played the spirit and plays an outer disciple who suddenly made an adventure.

"The disciples have seen the head of the person!"

A glance passed through the floating veil and fell on him.
To be continued...