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

Wei's house.

"Ma'am, there is no news about Wei Zian."

Qiu Yu was drinking tea, when he heard this, he couldn't help being taken aback.

"did not find?"

"Yes." The steward lowered his head, "I don't know where he went, and the servants didn't find any clues."

"Can such a big person disappear out of thin air?" Qiu Yu put down his teacup expressionlessly, "Keep looking for me."

The steward responded, but never moved.

"Is there anything else?" Qiu Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at the steward and asked in bewilderment.

"I don't know if there is a sentence that should be said or not."

The steward lowered his head, with a slight smile on his face, he lowered his eyebrows and did not look at Qiu Yu.

"Then don't talk about it."

"The clan elders in the ancestral hall are already dissatisfied with Madam's actions. After all, he is the second young master of the Wei family."

The steward took a step back, "Madam has gone too far."

"What did I do?" Qiu Yu sneered and said, "They wanted to kill this child back then, but I didn't protect him."

"Seeing that he has become a cultivator of the Five Brilliance Realm now, these old things feel valuable, but they can't sit still? How ridiculous!"

"Madame complained."

The steward lowered his body very low, "Boldly ask, why is Madam looking for the Second Young Master?"

Second son?
Qiu Yu smiled, it turns out that you are also a follower of power.

"Didn't you see that he was injured?" Qiu Yu shook his head, "If he doesn't get treated quickly, he won't survive today."

"You all underestimate the power of Explosive Blood Pill. This kind of medicine from Yue Kingdom is not as simple as imagined."

"Looking at how easily Wei Zi'an resisted, you don't know how badly he was injured. If there is any trouble, this seedling will be broken..."

The steward straightened up, the corners of his mouth slightly raised on his ordinary face.

"Ma'am, what do you mean, you want to bring the Second Young Master back for treatment?"

"Otherwise, what can I do." Qiu Yu frowned, his expression changed, "Do you think I will harm him?"

"A tiger's poison does not eat its children, how could I harm my own children."

"In the end."

The steward smiled and was about to turn around and leave the hall.

"and many more."

Qiu Yu said: "How about the matter I asked you to investigate?"

"Second Young Master is very talented, but if he doesn't sing, he will become a blockbuster. If he enters the Five Brilliance Realm in three days, he is a genius who will never be born."

Hearing these unnutritious words, Qiu Yu nodded expressionlessly, but there was a sneer in his heart.

It seems that the group of immortals in the ancestral hall are about to make a move again.

"If it's okay, I'll leave."

The steward walked backwards out of the hall, and did not leave the room until the door.

Outside the door, he took out a square-sized piece of paper from his pocket.

There was a line written on it: "Miss Murong took the young master away."

It is worth noting that it says the young master, not the second young master.

……

Li Shanzong.

"The so-called sword style is nothing more than..."

In the classroom, the lecturer in a lavender dress was talking eloquently.

This is the most famous lecturer of Li Shanzong, Gongsun Ning, also known as Qingshui Sword Immortal, is the only Heavenly Human Realm sword walker of Li Shanzong.

With a beautiful sword, Gongsun Ning's class has always been the most popular class in the Lishan Sect. The classroom is packed to the brim, and Xia Emei is also sitting in the middle.

"That sounds good, Emei."

Zhang Xiaoxue wondered, "Isn't this your favorite lecturer?"

"Mr. Gongsun's swordsmanship class is hard to get, why do you seem to care so little?"

"what?"

Xia Emei, who was thinking about something, froze for a moment, looked up, and found that the swordsmanship lessons that usually fascinated her had become a bit dull.

"I have good listening."

Turning her head to force a smile on Zhang Xiaoxue, Xia Emei looked down at her fingers in a daze.

Why hasn't the envoy replied to me? It's been two days.

The envoy won't fail... No, how could the envoy fail...

His swordsmanship is superb, and even with just a few simple instructions, the lecturer is full of praise for his performance.

How could such an envoy lose?

Or does it mean that the oracle had someone else, and then forgot about himself...

Xia Emei frowned, feeling a little wronged.

What's the matter, why don't you write me a letter? !

"Xia Emei."

Suddenly, a voice interrupted Xia Emei's thoughts.

"stand up."

Next to her, her best friend Zhang Xiaoxue lowered her head and pushed the dazed Xia Emei and said.

"Mr. Gongsun."

Xia Emei stood up and saluted respectfully.

"Ah."

The little emotions in the dissatisfied Gongsun Ning disappeared in an instant. There is nothing more exciting than teaching a rising swordsmanship genius.

Especially when she is pretty and speaks nicely.

"Can you answer the question just now?"

Gongsun Ning's soft voice fell like a breeze blowing across the lake. In an instant, Xia Emei felt that the messy mood in her heart became much clearer.

"that……"

A little embarrassed, Xia Emei scratched her head and said, "Can Mr. Gongsun repeat that, I didn't hear clearly."

After the words fell, most of the students present looked at Xia Emei.

There are still people who don't listen carefully in Mr. Gongsun's class?

Oh, it turned out to be a beautiful woman, that's all right.

"Ok."

After a little silence, just when Xia Emei thought there would be a violent storm, Gongsun condensed his mouth:

"I want to know what supports you to keep getting stronger?"

"...Is it about swordsmanship?"

Gongsun Ning smiled, looked at Xia Emei softly, and said softly, "It's all right."

Xia Emei lowered her head, thinking carefully.

If you talk about your studies, you traveled thousands of miles from Qingqiu to the southern country.

Not to mention the long journey, the lonely and difficult search, who can tell the feeling of it?

But she didn't want to say this.

Although everyone knew Xia Emei's true identity, the prejudice of being a monster still existed, and she didn't want to bear these cold swords.

"Tell me about swordsmanship..."

A light flashed in her heart, Xia Emei raised her head and said with a slight smile.

"can."

Gongsun Ning leaned against the corner of the wall and looked at Xia Emei with her hands behind her back. The more she looked at it, the more she liked it.

"Actually, my swordsmanship aptitude is very poor."

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the classroom immediately.

In the battle, the person who comprehended the wave sword of the second-level swordsmanship actually said that his aptitude was poor?

If your qualifications are poor, we will not be able to survive.

"There are records in the sect that Xia Emei's swordsmanship aptitude is indeed not very good."

Gongsun Ning made a final decision, and the classroom became quiet again.

"Actually, I owe it to one person to comprehend the second-level swordsmanship, and even stand on the stage to perform for everyone."

Xia Emei raised her head and glanced out the window. The sun was shining brightly, and the wind was blowing through the bamboo forest, and the sound came to her ears.

"He's going through a storm right now."

"I am grateful to him and I hope he is safe and well."