9

"Sister?" Everyone showed strange expressions.

"Little fox, do you have a sister?"

Su Qinxuan turned her head to look at Dugu Jue, wanting to ask him what was going on, but Dugu Jue also frowned and touched his nose, and looked at the situation and was a little confused.

Tian Lanxuan is quite secretive, and there are very few people who know where she is. For example, Qi Jin also found this place because of her search for the Ten Thousand Dao Shenzong. And this woman, not to mention her unseen cultivation, as a cultivator, it is a bit strange to choose to climb up the stairs. The most important thing is that she seems to know Su Qinxuan!

Although Su Qinxuan enjoys being called her sister very much, and this woman is also very beautiful, it is very good to have more than one such sister for no reason.

I just picked up a flying knife to kill the immortals and a sect, but now I picked up another fairy-shaped sister?

This is really a bit strange.

Su Qinxuan became more and more confused, especially the inexplicable feeling of blood connection made her puzzled.

Could it be that she is also a nine-tailed heavenly fox? But after thinking about it, she denied it. Firstly, Dugu Jue once said that she is the only nine-tailed heavenly fox in the cultivation world; secondly, she has passed the double decade, and she must be younger than her if she calls her sister. In addition, the living environment of the nine-tailed heavenly fox is already extremely difficult and the entire cultivation world is wanted. She has relied on various opportunities to be carefully cared for to grow up safely. If this woman is also the nine-tailed fox clan, how did she grow up safely?

Could it be the child of Sister Butterfly and Brother Su An? No, Su Qinxuan suddenly found it funny. If it were their child, she should call her younger sister. Calling her sister would be a mess of her generation!

The fifth lady of the Su family? If her parents really got another daughter, she would be happy, but she should be only in her teens. The woman in white has a delicate figure, so she doesn’t look like a cardamom girl!

The woman in white only saw Su Qinxuan's confusion expression on her face. She naturally didn't know that many thoughts had flashed through her mind, and the more she thought about it, the more she became confused.

As if he felt his abruptness, the woman in white blushed and felt a little embarrassed. She bowed her blessedly and said a little apologetically, "Little sister Wang Yuanji, her father is Wang Hunter, her mother Zou, and her grandfather Shennong Simiao. She has seen sister Qinxuan!"

Su Qinxuan's eyes gradually became brighter, and her thoughts flew into the small village among the mountains. A dark man with bows and arrows in front of her appeared in front of her, a loud and singing voice, a beautiful and generous, gentle and virtuous woman, a kind and kind old man with white beards, and a hungry baby in her cradle.

She was in tears, and she walked forward a few steps unconsciously, and asked in a trembling voice, "You, are you... dolls?"

The woman in white nodded, moved her lotus steps lightly, and tears flashed. She walked a few steps to Su Qinxuan and reached out to hug her.

No wonder there was a feeling of blood connection. Before the baby was born, she was still a little fox, and often lay on Zou's bulging belly, listening quietly to her heartbeat that gradually became powerful, and occasionally feeling her naughty in her mother's belly, stretching her hands and kicking her feet. When she was born, the baby's life was hanging on a thread, and it was the old doctor who cast a spell to pull her back from the gate of hell. The green silk thread tightly connected a fox and a baby, as if the spirit and flesh were inseparable. After the baby was born, she often followed the old doctor to see her. It was small, tender and quite cute. She stretched out her little claws, and the baby also stretched out her little hand to squeeze it gently and stuffed it into her mouth.

The old doctor regarded Su Qinxuan as his granddaughter, and the doll was also his granddaughter. Isn't she the sister? By the way, she now has a big name, named Wang Yuanji, a very beautiful name and looks beautiful.

The day when the doll was named was the day when the old doctor drove the little fox away.

The sisters who have been separated for many years reunite, and the two women hugged each other tightly, and they were crying.

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The bright moon is like a plate, and the moonlight shines, like a silver gauze spreading to cover everything.

The slanting wind and drizzle of the lake is just a sloping rain, the gentle wind blows gently, the mist dissipates, and the moonlight reflects on the lake surface, shining brightly.

The Wuyin Pavilion has long changed from the appearance of a small pavilion to a lotus platform, refracting the moonlight, and becoming as transparent as crystal, as soft and white as mutton fat jade.

Everyone gathered in Tianlanxuan, with the sound of silk and bamboo, and the sound of wine was filled with wine.

The music sounded, but it was a three-person ensemble.

Su Qinxuan sat upright and stroked the guqin without stopping, Xia Chan'er embraced the bright moon and phoenix, while Fuloretia played the instrument like a guzheng, but it was a little different. It was called a harp, like a bow with strings.

There are three musical instruments and three styles, but I don’t think it sounds like a natural result at this moment!

The unswerving guqin is full of nine virtues, and the touch is the synonyms. At this moment, the string sound is swaying, quiet and distant, like rowing in the water. But you can hear the scattered sounds, like the ground is deep and wide, the overtones are like the sky is cold and the immortal, and the pressing sounds is like the afterglow of people drinking the silence. A piano gathers three sounds, embodying human feelings and thoughts, and connects all things in the world.

Then the bright moon rises with the phoenix strings, the tone is bright and round. There are four kings of the pipa, and the musical instruments are used. At this moment, the style is changing. Sometimes it has ancient charm, sometimes it has foreign style, sometimes it is gentle and unchanging, sometimes it is rapid and straightforward, big and small beads slide down the jade plate. When you listen carefully, it is as quiet as a virgin as a moving rabbit.

The sound of the harp is faintly visible among the two musical sounds, as clear as morning dew, as soft as a rainbow, and poetic. Unlike Floretia's previous ostentatious personality, her music is restrained and willing to serve as a foil. But it is this subtlety that has become the finishing touch and the volume is not very high, but it gives the music a state of flowing clouds and water, perfectly integrating the guqin and the pipa.

The beautiful scenery is drunk when you see it, and the silk and bamboo are filled with the ears. The two beauties are harmonious, like a clear spring gushing out under the moonlight, which has a wonderful beauty.

Su Qinxuan raised her beautiful eyes and glanced over everyone. Finally, she fell on Dugu Jue who raised her glass to Ying Yue and stopped moving away. The two of them met. Her cheeks were slightly red like lotus, she smiled slightly, her red lips opened, and her voice was soft and gentle.

"When will the bright moon come? I'll ask the sky with wine..."

This "Shui Tune Songtou: When will the Moon Be There" was learned from Qin Huaifang's twelve sisters Le Ji. She didn't know musical instruments at that time, but she remembered the lyrics and music and liked them very much. Now that she learned the guqin, she can finally reproduce it. This night happened to be full of the moon, and she met her sister again. Everyone gathered, but the song was in a close manner.

With a soft voice, a figure is as graceful as a stunning geese, a slender figure, a long and long jade fat, a fairy dress with a moon-white gauze, and a cloud of smoke and mist. It is Ao Xi.

But she saw the precious scent of smoke and treasure blooming in the air, and a colorful flower blooming. Her graceful figure slowly rose from the flowers, her jade feet gently stepped on the stamens, dancing with the music. The green jade fingers were dotted in the air, and her waist was soft and boneless as if it was about to be broken. She rolled her skirt and flew, holding the long sleeves of the moon, slid out of the silky lotus arms, and leaping gently, and the ripples in the air were rippling. Her eyebrows and eyes were filled with affection, with the nobleness of being a royal family and could not be looked directly at, and the friendship of ordinary women made people unable to help but want to approach, as if they were rejected and welcomed, attracting attention. Her lotus steps moved lightly, leaped in the waves, and leaped towards the bright moon, her clothes fluttered, and her hair was like a waterfall, as if they were not regretful to fly to Guanghan Fairy.

Beautiful scenery, beauties, fairy music, wonderful dance, on and off the stage, moving emotions.

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Wang Yuanji looked at the playing piano, with smiles and gentleness in her eyebrows and eyes, and the flames and flowers were as bright as beating. She smiled slightly and thought to herself, this is her sister.

When she was a child, she often heard her grandfather, father and mother talk about her. But at that time, the father and mother talked about her was a little fox, with snow-white hair, smooth and soft, and spiritual. Dad said that he brought her back to the seriously injured and dying. Mother said that she often lay on her belly, like a guardian spirit. And the grandfather said that she was a little girl. Grandfather said, "Doll, you have a sister, and you will be a peerless beauty who will be charming in the future. She is just lonely and has a bumpy life. If one day you meet her, no matter what other people in the world are like, you must stand with her, because she has no relatives in the world and the world of cultivation."

So she had been eager to meet this sister. After her grandfather left, she said goodbye to her parents with tears and entered the world of cultivation alone. While practicing, she was asking about her sister's news. But there was no news except the Qingqiu Catastrophe. In addition to the regret, the heart she held was finally relieved. No news is the best news.

In the ninth year, she arrived at the Tianyuan of Zhongzhou, which happened to be the Thousand Sects. The moment she stepped on the white jade lotus platform, a strange feeling surged into her heart, as if the silk thread in the dark gradually tensed. She followed the indescribable feeling step by step, but suddenly disappeared, and she felt lost. When she came to her senses, she looked up and saw a down-and-out stall named "Wandao Shenzong". This feeling came to an abrupt end here.

"This fairy is looking for the Ten Thousand Dao Divine Sect?" The person who spoke was a beautiful woman, a disciple of the Jiuxiao Divine Sect, named Zi Mo Fangchen.

With a thought, she asked Zi Mo Fangchen about the specific location of the Ten Thousand Sects. The Jiuxiao Divine Sect was responsible for this Thousand Sect Association. It was easy to check the information of participating in the sects. After getting the address, she left after thanking her.

The vast world of cultivation to find people is like looking for a needle in a haystack. She didn't expect it, but just thought it was a clue. A few months later, when she stepped onto the Jing Youfeng Mountain, the feeling became stronger and stronger. She was full of joy and trembling with excitement. She wanted to run towards the feeling and hug her sister tightly, but she was afraid that it would be too abrupt to scare her sister.

So she took a deep breath, calmed her mood with the beautiful scenery in the mountains, and then walked up the mountain step by step along the white jade steps.

She didn't know what her sister looked like, but only knew that she was a nine-tailed Heavenly Fox, and the Heavenly Fox clan was all handsome men and beautiful women. But when she saw Su Qinxuan, even though there were two beautiful women around her, she recognized her at a glance. The thread in her heart was tense and she couldn't help but laugh at herself for worrying that it was so redundant.

As grandpa said, she is a stunning beauty who is fascinating to the whole country.

She finally recognized this sister whom she had been thinking about day and night.

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Prime Minister Turtle looked at the moon shadow in the glass, raised his glass to drink all the wine, looked at the dancing little dragon girl, and smiled knowingly.

She grew up watching the descendants of the Ao family of the Dragon Clan, while Ao Xi is the youngest in this generation. He was originally naughty and lively, but as a dragon princess, he has an extraordinary status and has no friends except his brothers and sisters. He is somewhat lonely. Since Ao Yuan's death, the situation has become even worse and he is a little depressed. The battle in the Beast Emperor Mountain Ming Dynasty made Ao Xi go out with his brothers to experience it, but in fact he let her go out to relax.

Ao Xi learned dancing with her mother since she was a child. Her dance posture was graceful and famous. But Ao Yuan never danced again after her death. When she saw her dancing again tonight, Prime Minister Turtle felt like she was a different life, and she didn't feel that she was crying.

"I finally made good friends, Xi'er!"

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Yelu Qingbai's glass of wine had been paused to his lips for a long time because he was staying there.

He and Ao Xi's Liangzi have become a forged, and he doesn't understand why such a beautiful girl is so willful and willful, and she is unreasonable! It is true that it is wrong for you to kiss your mouth and touch your breasts, but the situation was urgent at the time, and this fact was unexpected and coincidental. Adhering to the idea of ​​a good man not fighting with a woman, I have done my best and been tolerant of it again and again, but you are so arrogant and unforgiving!

It is normal for him to quarrel with Ao Xi during this period of time, and it is not easy for anyone to persuade him, even if Ao Xi is still cold to him before he appears.

But... When the white figure flew past his eyes, he caught a crystal tear falling from the corner of her eyes.

It turns out that besides her unruly and willful princess, she is just a little girl in her heart, a little lonely.

It was like Ao Xi's random gestures in the snow that he could know his meaning. After the beautiful and beautiful figure of "Chang'e Flying to the Moon" tonight, somehow, he saw a little girl sitting alone in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the Crystal Palace with her knees in her arms. Her figure became more petite and looked adorable, making people want to embrace her in her arms. He frowned slightly, and came back to his senses and looked at Ao Xi's dancing with a glimpse, astonished, and his eyes could no longer be removed.

"Hmph! Look at you so stupid!" A cold snorted in his mind, but it was Ao Xi who used the method of transmitting the voice to enter the secret.

Yelu Qingbai suddenly came to his senses, and a glass of wine spilled all over the floor, and her figure happened to pass by, still with beautiful eyes filled with anger.

"Ha!" Yelu Qingbai smiled bitterly. Since seeing the picture, he was so angry that he could not get angry. He reached into his arms and touched the "handkerchief". He took it smoothly, thinking that he should find a chance to return it to her.

Then he shook his head again, "Forget it, let the little fox help!" He nodded, looked at the stage, and thought to himself, Ao Xi... looks pretty pretty.

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Over the past few months, Zhang Heng's calm heart has been turbulent one after another.

The best magic weapon, his common sense was given out at will; the towering skylight rose up and walked in it, especially in the clouds and mists on Lingbo Ruins. He was often careful, afraid that he would wake up if he stepped on the sky and dreamed. Now, his broken arm has been restored, no different from the original one; and with these prides of heaven, he always felt that it was not very real.

Wang Yuanji, a woman who has entered the Taoist dynasty by using medicine, has never heard of Mahayana cultivation, and is even more terrifying than Luo Jianchen, the Sword Sect.

She pinched the spirit slashing a little above his broken arm, and wrapped in the emerald green halo, and his arm was reborn. The elixirs in the cultivation world can be made of dead flesh and bones, and the broken limbs are reborn, but they are not expensive, so his wealth cannot afford it. But this woman just clicked lightly. This is no longer a wonderful rejuvenation, but it can only be considered a magical skill!

"Sister Yuan Ji, how did you practice?" Ao Xi was quite curious.

"Take the pill!" Wang Yuanji's beautiful eyes turned and she smiled faintly, a little playful.

Zhang Heng's cognition was refreshed again. Some monks in the cultivation world were unwilling to practice hard on the ground, so they took another approach to forcibly improve their cultivation with elixirs, and they made great progress. The foundation of this method is difficult to stabilize, and it is like fluffy cotton that cannot withstand kneading. But Wang Yuanji is not like this. His cultivation is solid and he is never simplistic, just like those Mahayana monks who practice diligently.

"This..." Zhang Heng shook his head and smiled bitterly. Tian Lanxuan really has no normal person!

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"Sister Chan'er is so beautiful!" Xiaoqi praised delicately.

Xiao Shiyi and several young girls sat together. Now they have all taken off their ragged beggar's clothes and put on Tianlanxuan's clothes, which looks refreshing.

The clothes designed by Zhong Furong for Tianlanxuan are mainly blue and white, and the men's clothing is characterized by elegant and elegant style. The white background and blue shirts are not known whether they borrow Dugu Jue's dressing style. Not to mention Xiao Shiyi and Li Shaobai, even the fat Tang Xiao wears it with a sense of beauty. As for women's clothing, the gauze skirt is both dignified and generous, and it is fresh and lively and cute. Xiao Qi wears it with a lively and cute, and Xia Chan'er wears it with an elegant and charming look.

For some time, young girls have basically adapted to life in the cultivation world. Perhaps, except for the people around them, they will fly to the sky and escape, of course, they can do it in the near future, and they have not noticed any strangeness or inconsistency.

When they were crazy about immortal novels, the immortals in their eyes were not as good as the fireworks of the world. They either practice day and night, at least for several days, at most for months, or hundreds or thousands of years. In the blink of an eye, time passed by in a hurry; either were busy killing demons or on the way to kill demons and destroy demons. They seemed to have no time to eat, and they thought it was the so-called fasting.

But Tianlanxuan's life is a bit strange and tight. Learn what you should learn, practice what you should practice what you should eat, eat what you should sleep. Isn't this the life of an ordinary person? What about fasting and practicing day and night!

And their master was actually a chef who held a kitchen knife, a spatula, and was always with pots and pans...! It is true that his skills were very good, and they were feasting on their stomachs and were no longer as skinny as before, with pale faces and thin skin. The boys became strong and the girls became rich.

Compared with the worldly fireworks, this group of people has too much fireworks.

They were naturally confused, but they didn't dare to ask. How could it be simple for those who could easily defeat monks with their mortal bodies? As the saying goes, "The master leads the door and practices are individuals." Since he rescued them from the dire straits, he thought he would not let them die. Maybe they hadn't realized the truth.

They now live in a small house in Tianlan Villa. Several of them are still in the same yard, but they all have their own rooms, clean quilts and beds, and have three meals a day to eat and wear. They were once beggars, and they had seen too many people's feelings and coldness in the world. Kunlun Travel almost "dead" all over, and their mood has been sublimated compared to the past. They know that life is hard-won and cherish it very much.

Except for Xiao Shiyi and Xiaoqi, the other three people all obtained magic weapons and corresponding practice methods, and practiced very hard every day.
To be continued...