Lu Yi said that Tianfeng City's city lord Qian Du was hospitable. When the merchant ship docked, Song Piangan and his party saw the battle of the city lord's mansion guarding the dock. The leader claimed to be Qian Zhun, and it was Qian Du. direct descendants.
Qian Zhun led people to accompany them all the way to the other courtyard arranged by the Chamber of Commerce, and took care of them everywhere with great enthusiasm.
The Qian family took on the attitude of the master, and the Lu family naturally gave this face. After a while, the group went to the feast of heroes.
After leaving Yin Bi to look after the house, Song Piangan and Yu Yi went to the City Lord's Mansion together.
Rather, Qian Zhun's attitude towards the two of them, representing the City Lord of Tianfeng City, was more respectful and eager.
"Elder Song Rong Qi, your disciple Tang Xiu is currently in the City Lord's Mansion."
"Um?"
Song Pian raised his eyebrows. When Tang Miao went out to practice, he chose a few places, which were available in every state, but he didn't expect that he was also in Tianfeng City at this time, let alone running to the city owner's mansion.
You must know that Qian Du, as the lord of a state, is a great power to transcend tribulation, and he is also the city lord who has ruled Tianfeng City for more than a hundred years.
Song Pian's face remained unchanged, and he said naturally, "What is the relationship between him and your Qian family?"
Qian Zhun's smile deepened, with a hint of unspoken meaning:
"Brother Tang rescued our ninth miss from the demon beast. She was seriously injured. Ninth miss brought cultivator Tang back to recover."
Miss Nine…
Lu Yi said aside, "Qian Duoduo?"
"Exactly." Qian Zhun smiled.
Lu Yi suddenly realized that on the way to the City Lord's Mansion, Song Pianyu Yuyi introduced this person in a few words.
When it comes to Qian Du, except for the name of the city lord of Tianfeng City, everyone knows that he does not have a single son, but he has nine daughters. The cultivator's feelings are weaker than ordinary people, and he doesn't have much obsession with blood. It is really rare to have a bunch of daughters like Qian Du.
"Especially this Qian Duoduo, who is the only one who has inherited Qian Dudan's golden spiritual roots, is the most pampered by money. I have seen her once, and she is very good except for her arrogance."
Lu Yi winked and said with a smile:
"Now only Qian Duoduo is unmarried, and her eight sisters' husbands-in-law are all dragons and phoenixes. Qian Du keeps Qian Duoduo and keeps them. It is impossible to say that Qian Duoduo's love will fall on Tang Miao this time. ."
Yu Yi pinched the kitten's ears, noncommittal: "Have you read too many words?"
"Maybe it's like this, otherwise the Qian family doesn't have the resources to thank the benefactor, so why take them to the City Lord's Mansion..."
Lu Yi was still whispering, Song Piantao responded to her from time to time, the sound of the Qian family's guest's car was flying around, Yu Yi listened to Song Piantao's words, and divided her thoughts into the things that were lingering in her heart.
"... The magic weapon of the devil's life is in the shape of a lamp... This is her demon general Tutian Fengzhou, congratulating her on her longevity."
She held her head leisurely, her eyes naturally lowered, and she looked at the silver fox rounded on the soft cushion beside her.
Never Night State, is it really what Manzhi did
Since meeting Song Piantao and the others on the deck, until now, Yu Yi still hasn't had time to ask Manzhi.
Lu Yi's voice sounded: "Yu Yi is now carrying two monsters wherever she goes, one black and the other white, and they look gratifyingly tight. The monster who recognizes the master can protect her to a certain extent, and Yin Bi, Not bad."
Song Pian slowly said: "Yin Bi is a metamorphosis cultivator. The silver fox is second, and now he can only speak human words. This little leopard is like a cat now, not to mention, it's too early to use it."
Saying that, Song Pian reached out to the little black cat in Yu Yi's arms and stroked it twice, with a particularly obvious preference.
Song Piantao looked at his deed beast in a different way and favored it, and Yu Yi was a little happy. But when he saw the little cub snoring under Song Pian's hands and slumped out to touch Song Pian's belly, he was not very happy.
She pinched the little cub's tender pink plum blossom claws, and knew that she was coquettish with Song Pian.
Yu Yi secretly competed with herself, and drove to the City Lord's Mansion.
It was quite inconvenient to bring two monsters, so Yu Yi took Manzhi back to the monster bag on the surface, but actually let her go back to the mustard ring's cave.
The City Lord's Mansion was built extremely magnificently, standing majestically in Tianfeng City, with carved railings and jade, and half of the city could see the eaves and corners flying like divine birds.
When they arrived, Qian Duqin led his sons and nephews to greet them outside the mansion, giving them enough face.
Everyone knew that this face was given to Song Piangan, and the strength of the Xiu Xian world was respected. If it were not a monk of the same realm, what kind of direct line the Lu family of Ren Feifenggu came from, Qian Du would not welcome him.
Therefore, Lu Bie and Lu Yi felt two steps behind, showing Song Pian in front.
Yu Yi, who was walking beside Song Piantao, hugged the cat and glanced at him calmly.
Lu Yi winked at her from behind, as if calling for her to come over for company.
Being reborn once, Yu Yi didn't care about this superficial skill. She wanted to see Song Piantao become unique rather than publicizing a false name.
She stopped and walked to Lu Yi's side.
But as soon as she stopped for a breath, Song Piantao stretched out his hand to hold her, looking natural, as if it was justified.
It's only right that she should be by her side.
Yu Yi's fingertips trembled. In a very short period of time, between two different desires, she immediately followed her heart to make a choice and held that hand.
She clenched tightly, as if for fear of being left behind, but soon loosened it again.
Song Pian's grip hurt.
This point only happened when they got off the Luan car and walked in front of Qian Du, but which of the people present was not Xiuwei, who had sharp eyes and could see clearly.
Others just sighed, "This puppet is so sensible and good at protecting the master, why don't I have a Yu Yi life?", but Lu Yi was thinking, "Why do I feel that the powerful demon cultivator in the book must meticulously protect the weak chicken and the mortal lover? It's my delusion."
No matter what everyone thinks in their hearts, they are all serious and solemn on the surface. Qian Du, the leader on the other side, didn't even move his eyebrows, and kept walking out to greet him:
"I have admired the name of Lingyunzong's Daiyuan Peak for a long time, and today I finally got to see Elder Song and little friend Yu Yi."
"City Master Qian is very polite. The master and I have been fascinated by Tianfengzhou for a long time."
"Oh?"
"Especially at the Tianfenghui. In the past thousand years, there have not been many heroes, and the future generations are terrifying." Song Pian said with a smile.
Qian Du laughed loudly: "If you say Yingjie, there is a man from Daiyuan Peak in the city lord's mansion right now!"
"Is it my incompetent apprentice?"
"It's cultivator Tang - come here, Elder Song, the feast of heroes is about to start. We will talk at the banquet, and there are still cultivators waiting."
…
Who can see that Song Pianjiao is a puppet? Yu Yi followed them inside, with a proper smile on her face, such a long-sleeved dancer, she was quite chatty among cultivators.
And all this, thanks to the soul in it—
Yu Yi thought of Song Piangan who was talking to the woman in the dream. Her smile in the dream was much more real than when she was facing Qian Du, but she could see very similar traces in her frown and smile.
It was indeed Song Pianjiao, and he couldn't be wrong.
Song Piangan did have a "sister" with reddish brown eyes.
Song Piantao didn't know what the master beside him was thinking about, but she could feel that Yu Yi suddenly seemed a little silent.
She looked at Yu Yi out of the corner of the eye while she was talking, and seeing Yu Yi lowered her head and couldn't see her expression clearly, Song Pian thought to herself if Yu Yi was a little afraid of life because she was in a strange place for the first time? After all, she has not been out of Daiyuan Peak for many years, so it is reasonable to become timid.
No, it shouldn't be like this, Yu Yi's character is not like that.
Song Pian's intuition was contradicting her again.
Yu Yi in the data is a simple and lively girl. Isn't it reasonable to speculate that her personality has changed in such a sudden change
Why is this
While they were speaking, the crowd went to the banquet. Song Piantao pressed this point for a while and the thoughts came to her mind, she stopped thinking about it, just because she looked up, she saw an acquaintance she hadn't seen for a long time.
"Master Chu Feng?"
Although she had only met once at the ceremony of recognizing the master, Chu Feng left a deep impression on Song Piantao, because she was the only cultivator who could wake up all beings with a verse under her own technique.
In addition, she is a rare supporting role in the material, Song Pianjiao will pay more attention to her.
At this time, seeing the supporting role Chu Feng reappear at the banquet of heroes, Song Pianjiao seemed to see a new task beckoning to him.
Chu Feng sat alone at a table, still in a snow-colored cassock, with long blue-gray hair, which made people feel that his mind was much cleansed at first glance, like an isolated cold snow-capped mountain, only raised his head at this moment, there are some traces of melting :
"Cultivator Song."
Chu Feng held the Buddha beads and looked at Yu Yi:
"Yu Yi, how are you doing?"
Chu Feng was a friend of her mother, and Yu Yi remembered it very clearly. She let go of Song Pian's hand and hugged the cat with a nod to show her respect:
"Master Lao took a lot of care, and with everyone taking care, Yu Yi is all right."
When she said this, Yu Yi had no other thoughts, just saying hello to her mother's old friend, and there was still a long-lost sense of misunderstanding in her heart.
But in the next moment, she felt a mess in the mustard ring, like a gust of wind, blowing the entire mustard space to pieces—
What is Manzhi going crazy
Yu Yi's expression remained unchanged. Seeing that there was no major event at the banquet, she was flattering. She pretended to enjoy the scenery, walked a little further, and sat down in an octagonal pavilion.
Here, you can see Song Pian in the crowd, but no one is around. Yu Yi retracted her gaze, placed the little black cat on the table made of spirit jade, patted the cat's head and let it protect herself, and then closed it slightly. Eyes, sinking consciousness into the mustard ring.
At this time, the broken and messy spar in Manzhi's cave mansion stood obliquely on the ground with clear edges and corners, like a spar jungle, which was waist-high.
Yu Yi picked up the hem of her skirt, walked slowly over a few spar pieces, and found Manzhi sitting on the lamp-shaped instrument.
Yu Yi hadn't paid much attention to this lamp before, but only now did she take a closer look at it.
It seems to be made of some kind of extremely fine and tough material. It is foggy like a layer of translucent yarn, but it is far more delicate and tougher than yarn. It's a very beautiful instrument.
"You're so focused, why don't you just ask me." Man Zhi hummed.
Manzhi asked her to ask, but without waiting for him to ask, he said in one breath:
"What do you say to wish me a birthday, I don't need them to wish you a birthday?"
After speaking, Manzhi's eyes became cold, and the corners of her lips evoked a strange and lingering smile. She stroked the lamp under her body, and her long nails scratched the surface of the lamp:
"It was buried with her."
Yu Yi's eyes narrowed and she smiled:
"He? Who is it? Let so many demon cultivators slaughter Tianfengzhou and bury him with him."
"No, it's not the work of the magic cultivator." Manzhi corrected first.
Immediately, she raised her eyes and saw that her eyes were blurred, as if they were extremely empty, and they seemed to have all kinds of feelings, strange and magical.
"As for who to be buried with... You have just met that person."
Manzhi fluttered and threw out the shocking words:
"Chu Feng."