Mingyu walked in Fengwu City at night with a sense of loss.
She buried herself in the bustling lamp market, but the excitement of the lamp market couldn't get rid of the scene just now. Li Wei would speak harshly to her for such a frivolous woman.
Anger and disappointment, pain and jealousy, like the tide on the western Sichuan River, kept rushing towards her and obliterating her.
Mingyu never knew that she was such a sentimental woman—just like those nuns who moaned without illness she despised in the past.
"Does the real person want a lamp?"
There are vendors selling to her.
Mingyu glanced at the other party, walked over without seeing anything, and walked forward with the flow of people, but she didn't know if she was thinking too much, and felt that the white-robed monk in front of her was...
Liwei
No, how could it be Li Wei.
Since Li Wei came to Xuancang Realm, he has either retreated in the cave, practiced swords on the top of Wuwang Peak, or went to extremely dangerous places to practice, how could he appear in such a crowded place
Mingyu suspected that she was wrong, she pushed away the crowd and followed subconsciously.
Get closer, and you can see the man's snow-colored silk robe tightly held by a hand as small as jade.
The two walked side by side, very close to each other, perhaps because of too many people, bumping into each other, the female nun in red muttered something, the monk in white raised her hand, hugged each other, and separated them vaguely crowd.
"Cui Wang, does this lantern look good?"
The female cultivator in red suddenly turned her face sideways.
The hazy yellow light from the city lights fell on her face, outlining a thin, crystal-clear shadow. The Begonia red veil covered most of the face, but it couldn't cover a pair of smart eyes. Under the crow's long eyelashes, those pair of water-cut eyes were like a ray of light, so moving.
Mingyu recognized it almost immediately.
Such a pair of eyes, whoever has seen them, will never forget them.
Her heart raised her throat, but soon, the man who had turned his back to her just now turned his head slightly. He was dressed in black hair and white robes, his face made of ice and snow was dizzy with a warm light, and his dark eyes reflected amber, which seemed to suddenly add a layer of tenderness:
"want to?"
Mingyu saw the man recruiting a vendor, and after a while, the nun in red was holding a flying beauty lamp in her hand.
It was only then that she discovered that Li Wei's hand, which had only held a sword, was actually holding a bright red candied haws and a bunch of unidentifiable food—
Can't help but scream in my heart.
She had never seen this side of Cui Wang before.
He never crossed the line in front of her. Ruoxue mountain top was not stained with dust, nor touched the ice lotus of the world. He was cold and aloof. With her continuous efforts, the two of them were only a little closer. She was even a little complacent in the past. Enjoy, such a clear friendship between gentlemen—
The female cultivators next to her never even got it.
But compared with the special he gave to another person, everything she had done before was just an illusion of self-righteousness.
"Li Wei?"
She couldn't help but make a sound.
But who would have thought that the person in front didn't seem to hear it, and was about to catch up, but heard a surprised greeting from the side:
"True Lord Mingyu
Mingyu turned her head, but saw a rather familiar little monk in black, with delicate features, big eyes, and two faint dimples, she frowned:
"It's you?"
Shuyuan nodded:
"Zhenjun Mingyu also came to visit the Lantern Market?"
"And you?"
Mingyu said, "Why... not with that little monk?"
"You mean Zhenren Zheng?" Shuyuan scratched the back of his head embarrassingly, "I have nothing to do with her... actually."
"So she also lied to me on the day I bought the forehead ornament?"
Shuyuan nodded.
Mingyu knew that the little monk was not very decent, but she didn't know that she lied a lot. If she said that she wanted to kill her because of her hostility, it would be understandable; but if her relationship with Shuyuan is false...
Such a treacherous, cunning, and lying female nun... No way, Li Wei was also fooled, otherwise how could she behave like this and lose her mind? Yes, the monastic world has a lot of tricks, and her Yuqing Sect is full of tricks...
Mingyu's bewildered heart suddenly calmed down a lot. She wants to save Li Wei from the sea of suffering - no matter whether she is in the position of a friend or in a side relationship, she can't just watch Li Wei being played and applauded by others like this.
Mingyu glanced at this person, thinking that this person might be useful, but...
Everything needs to be discussed in the long run.
"Thanks for letting me know."
Mingyu nodded, exchanged the sound transmission jade talisman with Shuyuan, and then walked towards Cui Wang and Zheng Wan.
Shuyuan stood where he was, watching the flow of people passing by, hiding himself in the crowd.
"Young master, why don't you follow?"
"The timing is not right, wait a little longer... What's more, there are still people who are leading the battle for me. The time for cultivation is long, so why worry about the advantage of a few days..."
Zheng Wan didn't know the calculus behind this, she was standing in front of a group of white-robed swordsmen, accepting their eyes baptism, these people's eyes were clear, mixed with curiosity, so she wouldn't hate them.
"Greetings to Uncle Li Wei."
"Meet my uncle."
"Meet my uncle."
"Cui Wang," she tugged at Cui Wang's sleeve, and asked in a low voice, "Are these all from your family?"
Cui Wang let out a "huh", his eyes frowned slightly, and when his cold eyes met other people, those people looked at the candied haws strings in Cui Wang's hands in amazement, like a mouse seeing a cat, with expressions as if seeing death The ancestors who have been alive for many years are generally terrified.
But the female cultivator in white was more generous:
"Uncle, don't blame me, I just came to say hello, but I don't know this one, cough, what should I call him?"
Zheng Wan rolled her eyes, thinking that since she was wearing a veil anyway, no one would recognize her, so she shamelessly declared:
"Just call me Auntie Shi."
Cui Wang glanced at her, but did not deny it.
The female cultivator in white looked at the ecstatic eyes of the female cultivator in red, and thought to herself, although her cultivation base is a bit low, she is a beauty at first glance. It's just that when I turn around and talk to my seniors and sisters, everyone in the Guixu Gate must be howling in misery.
she asked:
"Auntie also wants to seize the Lantern King?"
"Lamp King?"
Zheng Wan didn't know this, and asked in surprise, "What lamp king?"
Seeing that she didn't know it, the female nephew who picked it up told her about the tradition of the Lantern City.
Zheng Wan's eyes became brighter and brighter, and she quickly pulled Cui Wang's arm:
"Cui Wang, Cui Wang, let's go see the Lantern King, shall we?"
She wanted beauty pills, and even more black market orders.
Cui Wangyu withdrew her hand, but she noticed it earlier and held her tightly: "Cui Wang, I want that beauty pill, what if I'm old and ugly and you despise me? Cui Wang, Cui Wang... "
She was full of nonsense, and her black grape-like eyes were brightened by the light, like two bright springs.
Cui Wang blinked and said:
"good."
The young disciples of the Guixu Sect exchanged glances in private. Apart from practicing swords, their uncles didn't even say a word, and those who drank dew and practiced well would go down to earth to compete with others for the Lantern King...
"Go, have a look."
The King of Lamps was enshrined on a high platform next to the Wuya Bang in the center of the city. The so-called King of Lamps, of course, does not mean big, but this lamp is a combination of gorgeous, exquisite, and whimsical ideas.
This month's "Lamp King" is from the hands of Zhenjun Lu Deng, a descendant of the Taibai sect. It is a high-level magic weapon, which means "watching flowers on a horse". They are flowers, birds, insects, and fish. If they fall into the hands of a monk who is good at magic or illusion, they will be a sharp weapon——
The most important thing is that it is no bigger than the size of a palm, and it is as delicate as the shadow of a glazed glass, which pleases female cultivators.
At least, the female cultivators under Yuqing's sect have already stood around a lot, and they are all determined to win the Lantern King.
Zheng Wan was also overjoyed at the first sight.
What she likes the most are such exquisite and beautiful things. As for whether they are practical or not-it is still after beauty.
For example, if you ask her to choose between a flashy low-level magic weapon and a khaki-colored poop-shaped top-grade magic weapon, she will choose the former without hesitation.
"Cui Wang, you must get it."
She smiled flatteringly at him. On the veil, her eyes were black and pure as a baby, her skin was soft and white, and her voice was as glutinous as thick sweet juice.
Cui Wang's Adam's apple slipped, and finally said "OK".
"Li Wei?"
At this moment, on the spacious and bright square, a jade-faced monk dressed in black cassock walked lazily. , under the feet are petals of flame-colored red lotus.
The phoenix eyes are long and narrow, sweeping over Zheng Wan lightly, and the end of the eyes is full of charm:
"Amitabha, it turned out to be this little monk. If the little monk wants it, how about a poor monk to get it for you?"
Zheng Wan could feel the tension of Cui Wang's body under her arms almost instantly.
The annals of history throughout the ages have told her that if a person is half-hearted and has two ends, then he must end up drawing water from a bamboo basket to nothing.
It is best to take this opportunity to show your loyalty:
"Cui Wang, I believe you will win."
From her point of view, Cui Wang could see the corners of his lips slightly raised, as if clouds and snow were just beginning to bloom, and she heard him say softly again: "Okay."
"Plop plop plop—"
Zheng Wan clutched her heart and thought messily, Ah Ye, it's really hateful that this guy actually wants to seduce her with his beauty.
True Monarch Fusheng was also stunned, clapped his hands and laughed loudly:
"It's rare for Li Wei to end up in the game. It just so happens that the two of us will compare."
"Count me in."
At this moment, Zhenjun Mingyu paced out from the dark place, with a pair of heroic eyes shining, she did not glance at Zheng Wan, but greeted Cui Wang friendly.
Zheng Wan stood beside Cui Wang in a friendly manner, and said delicately:
"Cui Wang, you are not allowed to greet her, I am very mean."
"Well."
Cui Wang responded in a low voice, and looked at the Lantern King in the center of the square.
At this moment, a middle-aged cultivator in purple couldn't tell what level of cultivation he had, only felt that his aura was stronger than Cui Wang's. He waved his sleeves and sacrificed a small black pagoda. give up.
The Lantern King was photographed by him in the air, and placed on the top of the tower, he said:
"When you seize the lamp, you must use your own means, but first, you must not hurt people's lives; Competitive qualification."
"please."
As soon as the word please fell, countless monks rose up like wild geese flying into the sky. The toga is in the air, and the sleeves of the clothes are floating, it is really extremely gorgeous.
Zheng Wan saw such a scene for the first time, and felt that it was really like a dream. With her black eyes wide open, she thought to herself, when she was in the mortal world, what she yearned for was the sight of roaming freely in the world
"Zhiweijing, when you arrive at Zhiweijing and learn how to fly, you will be fine."
Granny Jin said, "However, the ones flying in the sky now are all light-weight techniques. If you want to travel in the sky for a long time, you must have no illusions."
"That's great, too."
Zheng Wan poured a sliver of Yuanli into her eyes, and looked up, but suddenly, those who seized the lamp king had already divided into three echelons. Standing behind him, the sword energy collided with Honglian, and there was a "bang", and at this moment—
Mingyu took the opportunity and ran to the front in a flash.
Fu Sheng laughed, raised his sleeve to block Cui Wang, and they exchanged palms again.
The palm wind bounced away, bringing with it howling light and wind, causing Zheng Wan to close her eyes suddenly, tears streaming down her eyes.
"Don't look at it," said Granny Jin, "Your cultivation level is much worse, it hurts your soul consciousness."
The nun who returned to the ruins just walked in front of her quietly, and handed her a veil:
"Auntie, here you are."
Zheng Wan let out a soft "Oh", wiped away her tears, and then turned her eyes away.
I just thought in my heart, if Cui Wang softened towards Mingyu, she would, then...
For a moment, I couldn't think of anything that could threaten him, so I just stood aside, but the "female nephew" on the other side looked at her, thinking that the tears fell so touchingly, I felt sorry for him, no wonder Li Wei, the ice man, would tempted.
Mingyu in the sky was about to explode with chest pains, but she held on and didn't want to let it out. At this height, she was already a bit reluctant to know her, but she was not one of those delicate female cultivators, and she was not used to it. Calling for help, he could only rush forward with all his heart.
ten feet.
Bazhang.
Five feet.
Three feet.
…
near.
Mingyu smiled subconsciously, and at this moment, a white sword shadow came whistling like a sharp sword, with the flames behind him, "Bang—"
Another huge explosion.
She was bounced off.
The Taoist crown fell off, and the tied hair fell down. Mingyu looked up at the familiar white-robed monk who raised his sleeves and put the Lantern King in his sleeves. land.
On the contrary, Zhenjun Fusheng let out a "huh" and separated a petal of red lotus to catch her.
Zheng Wan said "ah" on the ground, her eyes were as red as a rabbit, she stared at Cui Wang intently, did not move, just stood there and smiled at him.
Mingyu stepped on the red lotus and fell to the ground.
Fusheng Zhenjun clasped his hands together and said:
"Amitabha."
"Today the Lantern King is out! Congratulations to Zhenjun Liwei!"
In the eyes of countless monks in the square, Zhenjun Liwei is a legendary figure on the Wuya List. At this time, seeing the white-robed monk standing tall and tall, his whole body is cold and lingering like snow in the sky, but his long eyelashes are drooping slightly. The female cultivator in red broke into a smile.
The smile was so light that it was blown away by the wind.
"your."
Zheng Wan looked up at him, blinked, and whispered "Oh".
"Li Wei, you are really welcome."
Ming Yu said, the long hair fell down, and the brows that were usually tough were soft.
"I still need something to break through. I want to go to the black market to compete with you for the lamp king. Since the little monk wants a lamp, may I ask you for this black market token?"
She thought, this little monk is ambitious, and he must want to give Li Weidai her money, if she asks for it, if she refuses, it will just show her domineering and stingy.
If she agrees and asks for it herself, it will be a small loss for Li Weiwei. When he wakes up in the future and returns it to him, he will be grateful to her.
The author has something to say: a small theater in one sentence:
Ancestor: Why does the little girl give everything she wants
Wang Zai: It's all caused by bugs.
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