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

"Multiple Sword Formation?!"

Shui Miao's complexion changed, and she stood up abruptly.

The ponytail was dangling violently due to the ups and downs of the body, the willow eyebrows were tight, and the pretty face was tightly wrinkled.

"what happened?"

Wei Zian gave Shui Miao a strange look, and asked in surprise.

"Do you know what the multi-sword array means?"

Shui Miao raised her eyebrows, her pretty face was quite serious, and there was a hint of questioning in her tone.

"It means... what?"

Wei Zi'an felt dazed, even if he was a half-baked swordsman himself, it was like a two-dimensional major who suddenly jumped to the subject of cultivation and fantasy, and his vision went dark.

"The pain of ants eroding your bones is like knocking off your fingers one by one, and then sewing them together with a needle and thread."

Xia Emei spoke in a concentrated tone, as if she wanted Wei Zi'an to really pay attention to this issue.

The words spoken were like a heavy hammer falling to the ground, smashing out a deep pit.

The quiet needle drop could be heard in the hall.

Perhaps it was because of Xia Emei's anger, her calm face was like the ocean before the storm.

Terribly quiet.

Bai Yi glanced away, wondering what he was thinking.

Shui Yanmiao lowered her head and rubbed her fingers, her pretty face full of helplessness.

If she could, how could she have the heart for her little junior to bear these injuries that she shouldn't have?
She wished she could bear the pain for her junior brother.

After a brief silence, Wei Zian opened his mouth, wanting to say something but didn't know where to start.

Worrying eyes looked timidly at the delicate face, like a child who steals food in class for fear of being discovered.

Wei Zian lowered his head and said softly, "I think I should be able to bear it."

"you……"

Xia Emei's slender jade fingers tremblingly pointed at her sweetheart, under the bright light, her fingers were as white as green onions.

"Don't worry about me."

Wei Zi'an raised his head, and put out a reassuring smile from the corner of his mouth: "Trust me, I can do it."

"Ugh."

Xia Emei sighed, took two steps back and sat on a chair beside her, closed her eyes and stopped talking, but her trembling lips showed that she was still very angry at this moment.

"Actually...don't worry about failure."

Bai Yi spread his hands, and said slowly, "Mr. Qi asked Zian to do it, and he will protect his safety."

As soon as these words came out, Bai Yi immediately felt a rather resentful gaze fixed on him.

"I didn't get a chance to speak at all."

Bai Yi, who didn't want to be misunderstood by his junior sister, sighed, and scratched his head in annoyance, "Besides, Junior Sister Shui also knew about this."

"Ok?"

Suddenly being called by name, Shui Miao shuddered all over, rubbed his red and swollen eye sockets, lowered his head and said embarrassedly: "I... I forgot."

"I remembered it at first, but the emotion just now was too good."

Shui Yanmiao silently looked away, and suddenly felt that she should readjust the position of this senior sister.

It seems to be the same as not being smart.

"It won't be Senior Sister."

The corner of Wei Zi'an's mouth twitched, thinking that although it sounds weird, what's going on when he thinks that the senior sister did it, he becomes normal again?

"But...it still hurts."

Xia Emei twitched her nose, her moist eyes flickered with worry.

"Heaven will send a great mission to the people of Sri Lanka, and they must first suffer from their will, exhaust their muscles and bones, starve their skin and skin, empty their bodies, and disturb their actions."

Wei Zi'an blinked, and said: "I have suffered all kinds of hardships, and now I have seen beautiful things, so I won't be unable to hold on."

"As you like."

Xia Emei muttered angrily, turned her head and grabbed Shui Miaomiao's hand and walked out, "Come on, Sister Shui, I'll take you to visit Lishanzong."

Shui Miaomiao was dragged outside like a marionette, and she didn't forget to turn her head and ask, "Junior brother, we get along very well, don't worry."

I'm worried about a hammer.

Before Wei Zi'an waved goodbye, the two disappeared from the hall, and he was amazed at the speed of the rush.

Is this the monk of the fire attribute? It's really terrifying.

"Little junior sister is like this."

Bai Yi pressed his temples with some headaches, got up and said, "Since it's decided, I'll take it to see the master."

Wei Zi'an followed behind, a little puzzled and said, "Does Senior Gongsun need to do anything?"

"of course."

Bai Yi nodded, and eagerness appeared in his calm eyes, "The superposition of multiple sword arrays in seal carving is not something ordinary people can do."

"Senior brother, too?" Wei Zi'an asked in surprise.

Although it sounds a bit weird, Bai Yi still touched the tip of his nose and admitted generously: "No, I can't reach my strength."

"Ah."

Wei Zian nodded, thoughtfully.

If Senior Brother Bai can't even fight, then is it possible that this multi-sword formation will really destroy the world?

A handwriting above the realm of heaven and man.

The two walked side by side towards the Sword Mountain of Li Shanzong. The spring was bright and the scenery was pleasant along the way.

For the disciples of the Xian family, there are no four seasons at all.

Tiandao is like a skilled craftsman holding a tool, and naturally carves the rugged boulders into aesthetic works of art, while Lingqi embellishes them with patterns and paints them with colors.

The Lishan Sect is very large, covering an area like a secular dynasty, but there are very few disciples coming and going, and there is no lively scene along the street at all.

The two walked forward, feeling the wonderful scenery along the way, Wei Zi'an couldn't help but feel relaxed and happy.

No wonder Xia Emei always has the temper of a little princess. It turns out that the climate of the Lishan Sect supports people in this way.

The giant bird with outstretched wings landed in front of the two of them. Its wings were as black as ink, like a sharp sword drawn out of its sheath, shining with a dazzling cold light.

The blood-red eyes rolled around, a little bit of agility that didn't match his body shape.

The wings spread out, and the torrential air blows the clothes like a storm.

Feeling this wonderful Wia, Wei Zi'an froze for a moment, with a little surprise in his eyes.

This is actually a bird and beast in the Seven Star Realm.

As expected of the Lishan Sect, the family has a great career.

"It's called Xiao Hei."

With a gentle smile, Bai Yi stretched out his hand to gently stroke a strand of curled hair on the top of the giant black bird's head.

Xiao Hei closed his eyes comfortably and made a gurgling sound.

Not like a bird, but more like a cozy dog.

"When the Wind and Cloud Meeting happened, it was the one that brought us there."

Bai Yi smiled, and beckoned Wei Zi'an to ride up.

Wei Zi'an had barely seen a lot of things in the world, and tentatively stretched out his hand and rubbed Toba. The latter looked back at it deeply, as if wanting to remember its taste.

"Let's go, Jianshan is far away."

Bai Yi stood with his hands on his arms, suddenly remembered something interesting, he laughed and said, "Really, you should call him Senior Brother."