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

The unknown abyss.

Dark forests, icy rivers, dark cloudy skies, deep caves.

A man wrapped in a black robe strolled across the stream and went straight to the depths of the cave.

Entering the cave, the closed entrance suddenly widened, and the inside was extremely bright.

On the huge stone statue erected in the middle, there is a ferocious dragon coiled around.

There was a strange fluctuation all over his body, and as soon as he saw the person coming, the black dragon opened his eyes.

Those were a pair of indifferent eyes, and the blood-red pupils were calm and terrifying.

"Here you come, son."

"Meet the angel."

The man in black robe bowed and saluted.

"I don't know if the envoy has anything to order?"

The black dragon circled around the stone pillar several times, and murmured, "What age is it now?"

"In the 130th year of the Southern Kingdom calendar, in the 35th year of the Yue Kingdom's calendar, in the 340th year of the Wu Kingdom calendar, the age of the 490 mountains is unknown, and the evil abyss has been silent for [-] years."

"Ah."

The black dragon responded, and continued for a long time, "Do you still know my abyss? Do you still miss my teacher?"

"Son, I understand."

"Go."

The black dragon closed its eyes, its long beard hanging down.

"I don't like the number 38."

"Retire."

Zi Zi, wrapped in a black robe, walked out of the cave, and a gloomy light hit him, which turned out to be the face of a mouse.

……

Li Shanzong.

The girl got up listlessly to eat, and then went to the martial arts hall to practice swords.

Repeated day after day, unfortunately, my swordsmanship has never improved in the slightest.

At night, Xia Emei sat in her small room, looking at the mirror in silence.

Since the story of comprehending the wave sword of the second-level sword technique spread, the sect rewarded a small house.

You must know that in Youzhou, where every inch of gold is very expensive, such a small house can be said to be sky-high.

It's the same even in Zongmen. Ordinary student dormitories can only be lived in, but this kind of room has hot water, food, and uninterrupted open spirit gathering array, a one-dimensional isolation array.

It can be said that you have your own private space.

Two fluffy pink ears poked out from Xia E's eyebrows, and a white jade tail appeared behind her, shaking it in a moody way.

Generally speaking, the Yaozu will become happy after releasing the characteristics of the ontology, and their combat power and mood will be improved.

But Xia Emei didn't feel happy and happy, but the boredom in her heart was slightly relieved.

Opened the diary and wrote with a pen: "The villain's envoy disappeared for No. 17 days, miss him (cross out), disgusting villain!"

After writing these words, Xia Emei seemed to have exhausted all her strength, lying on the table with wandering eyes, her tail drooped and did not move, and her two furry ears were folded down.

After a while, Xia Emei was so tired that she closed her eyes, suddenly wanting to see the news of the envoy, so she concentrated her attention.

After a while, the fox's ears puffed up, the tail flicked behind him, and the corners of its mouth rose like a crescent moon.

"Everything is fine, don't read."

"You have to practice hard, don't be greedy for swordsmanship, only when you improve your realm, it will become easier to practice swordsmanship, don't put the cart before the horse, remember to remember!!!"

what……

After reading it, Xia Emei pouted, a little unhappy.

I was so worried about him, but he didn't mention thinking about him at all.

Sure enough, what the master said is right, men don't have a good thing!

I will definitely not return him.

After turning off the lights and lying on the soft bed, Xia Emei tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

Why don't you just go back to him?
Forget it, let's get back to him.

So, Xia Emei concentrated her mind and muttered silently in her mind, "I will practice hard, and you should also practice hard."

"Bad Angel Angel, can I see you in reality?"

"Bad guy, why do I feel like you are very familiar with me, you are not one of my husbands, are you?"

……

Murong Mansion.

The main hall was brightly lit, and the maids were busy serving all kinds of dishes.

"Be careful, don't serve the wrong food."

Qing'er stood in the middle, holding a dark blue orange in his hand, "Today is a rare event in our Murong Mansion."

"Got it~"

"Sister Qing'er, you are too lazy, you only know how to eat!"

"That's it."

"Would you like to be beaten!" Qing'er pinched her waist with her hands, not knowing where she hid the oranges, "Don't talk nonsense, anyone will know to eat them, and you will be held responsible for lying."

"boom."

"Who?!"

Qing'er covered her head with her hands, and turned her head viciously.

"So it's Miss..."

"Hahaha, Qing'er is being beaten."

"Humph!"

Seeing that Qing'er was about to speak again, Murong Ya hurriedly pulled her to the side and sat down.

"Grandpa?"

Qing'er looked left and right, but still didn't find Wei Zian's figure.

"What young master?" Murong Ya snorted coldly, "I think you are the one to be beaten."

"hey-hey."

Qing'er handed out something, "Come, eat oranges."

"How do you eat this blue one? It looks like citrus. It's very bitter."

"Where is it?" Qing'er made a gesture to pull up his pants, and suddenly a piece of orange peel fell to the ground, so he took advantage of the time to pick up the orange peel and exchanged it for an ordinary tangerine.

"It's quite sweet." Murong Ya's eyes lit up, "Then let's buy tangerines to eat in the future, they can be stored for a long time."

"..."

There was a happy scene in the hall, but looking back at the study on the other side, it was a little deserted.

"Okay, then tomorrow."

Murong Yunhai's concise and concise words made Wei Zian feel relieved as if he had eaten an iron weight.

"Uncle, I have an unfeeling request, I don't know whether to say it or not."

Wei Zian pondered for a moment, but still said this sentence.

"Say." Murong Yunhai patted Wei Zian's shoulder, "Don't be coy, man, just say what you want."

"I heard from you that you and my parents are old friends?"

"Indeed it is."

Hearing this, Murong Yunhai's heart skipped a beat. From the corner of the eye, he glanced at Wei Zi'an's serious expression, and felt a little hesitant, but he couldn't lift a rock and drop it on his own foot, could he?
"We used to be very good friends, and we were even known as the Iron Triangle when we were studying in Youshanyong."

There was some memory in Murong Yunhai's eyes, "Unfortunately, the good days are always gone forever, just like gorgeous fireworks, the vicissitudes of life..."

"uncle!"

Seeing Murong Yunhai start running the train with his mouth full, Wei Zian became a little anxious, "Can you tell me more about my mother?"

"You know, I've never seen her..."

Wei Zian lowered his head, unable to hide the sadness between his brows.

"This……"

Murong Yunhai frowned slightly, and after a long silence, he said: "Son, it's not that Uncle doesn't want to tell you, there are some things that you can't bear now."

"When will I be able to bear it?"

Wei Zian raised his head, and there was a gleam in his eyes.

"Probably need you to reach my current state."

Murong Yunhai shook his palms, and seven fiery red lights jumped between his fingers.

Seven Star Realm...

"Let's go, let's eat, don't make Ya'er wait too long."

"……it is good."

Wei Zi'an forcefully forced a smile, but fell into deep thought.

Where is Youshan?