Fantastic Fantasy: The Daughter of Cloud Raising Luck at the Opening

Just as Wei Zian was staring at the note on the table in a daze, he suddenly heard a knock on the door.

Could it be that person came back again?
Wei Zian frowned slightly, thinking, "Maybe let me see who you are this time." '

He walked forward, and when he was about to open the door, a familiar voice came from outside the house:
"I am back."

It's my sister!
Wei Zian's face was filled with joy, and he quickened his movements, wanting to open the door and ask what she was doing these days.

"It's too late now, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Wei Xinxue's voice was cold and clear, "In three days, you should leave for the capital."

"Is everything done?"

Wei Zi'an opened his mouth, but he didn't hear an answer for a long time. As soon as he opened the door, Wei Xinxue was no longer in the yard.

"As expected of you."

Wei Zi'an sighed silently, closed the door and prepared to go to bed, but he didn't notice that on the side of the door, there was a dazzle of blood red on the white snow.

……

The next day, no matter how much Wei Zi'an questioned her, Wei Xinxue refused to say what she had done these days, only said that she had done an important thing.

Wei Zian had no choice but to dispel his inner curiosity.

In three days, at the cost of two sticks of candied haws, Wei Zian didn't go out again after Xiaopang Dun sent a letter to each of Murong Ya and Fairy Biyue.

Every day, he read and received instruction from his senior sister, and in the afternoon, Wei Xinxue opened a small stove. After a few days, he learned the general idea of ​​the Xinyang Sword Classic and was able to barely use it.

It is worth mentioning that Wei Xinxue left Wei's house in the afternoon of the second day, saying that she was going to do something very important.

Regarding this, Wei Zi'an was inexplicably upset, important things, where are there so many important things, but seeing his sister's persistent and firm eyes, he didn't say anything more.

Three days passed in a flash, and now it was night.

Wei Huating came to the courtyard for the first time, since Wei Xinxue came back, his father seemed to have changed, and Wei Zian couldn't tell what had changed, but he always felt a little strange.

"Leave tomorrow?"

Standing under the peach tree in the courtyard, Wei Huating asked.

"En." Wei Zian nodded, "It's time."

"I won't see you off tomorrow."

Wei Huating said slowly, "These days, there has been turmoil at the border. After you leave, I will leave for Snow Wind City."

"Or Yueren?"

Wei Zi'an asked curiously.

"That's right." Wei Huating sighed, "This year's wind and snow are too heavy, and the life of the people in the southern country is still difficult, let alone those barbarians."

"You should pay more attention to safety during this trip, father can't accompany you..."

"What does it say?"

Wei Zian said with a smile, "It's because I can't be with my father all the time, and I can't fulfill my due filial piety."

"Haha." Wei Huating laughed happily, "Father is not old yet, so you can do whatever you want."

While speaking, Wei Huating took out a kit from his pocket and put it on the stone table.

"This is a bank note with a face value of 3 taels, which can be used as three top-grade spirit stones."

Wei Huating suddenly felt guilty and said: "These days, I have used up most of the spirit stones at home, and only these are left, don't be disgusted."

Lingshi contains a large amount of innate aura, which can be directly absorbed and used for cultivation.It just so happened that Wei Huating discovered his water aura, so he naturally used a lot of spirit stones to absorb and nurture it.

Hearing Wei Huating's words, Wei Zi'an thought about it and didn't refuse. After all, money is needed outside.

The three top-grade spirit stones are not too much, or too little, and should be enough to spend for a while.

"Then I'll take it."

Wei Zi'an smiled, reached out to pick up the kit and put it in the pocket of his underwear.

"you have grown up."

Wei Huating looked at Wei Zian in front of him, feeling in a daze.

"Son, if you're dragging your father to the end, are you sure you can avenge your mother?"

When he said this, Wei Huating's turbid eyes sparkled, as if he suddenly looked younger by dozens of years.

"No."

Wei Zian pondered for a moment, but still gave an answer that slightly disappointed Wei Huating.

"But I know that if I don't do it, I will definitely not succeed."

Wei Zian raised his head, showing a confident smile, "My luck has always been good."

Hearing his son's words, Wei Huating felt mixed feelings, and didn't know what to say for a while.

He turned around, the corners of his eyes slightly wet.

"Okay, I still have things to do, so I won't accompany you."

Wei Huating waved his hands and left the courtyard.

Looking at the back of his father leaving, Wei Zian shook his head silently.

Border turmoil, it seems that there is no leisure every year.

……

The next morning, it was not yet dawn.

Wei Zi'an wrote two letters casually for his homework, and sent them to Murong Mansion and Heaven and Earth one by one. When he came back, senior sister Fu Ling was already waiting at the door.

"Why do you get up so early?"

"Of course." Fu Ling blinked, and said quite proudly, "Getting up early is always a good style of your senior sister and me."

"Ha ha."

The corner of Wei Zi'an's mouth twitched, as if it wasn't you who slept until the afternoon these few days.

"Then shall we go?"

Wei Zi'an asked.

"Okay." Fu Ling nodded, "How do you want to go, walking or flying?"

"You can still fly?"

Hearing this, Wei Zi'an's eyes lit up, and he looked at Fuling expectantly.

"No." Fu Ling shook her head and said with a smile, "But I can speak spirit skills, which can make you float in the air. Do you want to try it?"

"never mind."

Wei Zian pouted, "Then let's ride horses."

After finishing speaking, Wei Zi'an turned around and went home to lead the horse, but Fu Ling reached out to stop him.

Fu Ling took out two palm-sized paper horses from nowhere, kissed them one by one, and then put the two paper horses on the ground, muttering something.

But after a while, the two paper horses began to swell and expand, and finally turned into two living horses with a pair of beautiful wings growing on their backs.

Xilulu~
The two horses rubbed Fu Ling's pretty face affectionately.

"Hey, it's amazing."

"awesome."

Wei Zi'an's eyes widened, and he gave a thumbs up in amazement.

He stepped forward, patted and touched it carefully, and it was exactly the same as a real horse.

"Senior sister, what is this trick called, I want to learn."

Wei Zian blinked his big eyes and looked at Fu Ling curiously.

"This." Fu Ling tilted her head and said, "It seems to be called a fighting spirit."

"It is said that it came from a distant place. If you want to learn, I will teach you when you develop a literary spirit."

While speaking, Fu Ling got on the horse.

"Wuqi turns into a horse..." Wei Zian murmured in a low voice, "It looks so powerful."

"Hurry up and go."

Fu Ling couldn't help urging.

"coming."

Wei Zi'an mounted the paper horse and followed closely.

The sun was rising, and the two riders walked side by side against the sun.