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

Gwangju, located in the southwest, is rainy all year round and has lush vegetation. It should be a natural granary, but bandits are rampant, and the forces in the rivers and lakes are intricate. It is not an exaggeration to say that good and evil are mixed.

In the past few days, the emergence of nearly a thousand-year-old wood velvet flower can be said to have completely set off a turbulent wave in Gwangju, which was originally not peaceful.

The wind and cloud in the world are gathering, and the wind and rain are about to come again.

The first ten-year event in Gwangju is about to start, and the second is the annual auction of heavy buildings.

Wei Zian just in time.

It took a total of three days to gallop all the way from Dingshan County City on the border of the southern country to the border of Gwangju.

Maxima was so tired that he was panting heavily.

Although it has reached the boundary of Gwangju, there is still a distance to Linnan where Chonglou is located.

There is no way, the horse is tired from running, so it can only stop and rest overnight.

Wei Zian flashed his tired Maxima and found a secluded temple.

"Sorry."

Maxima moved his ears, and suddenly raised his head and let out a long howl, looking a little uneasy.

Wei Zian frowned slightly.

Horses will not bark unless there are other people in the temple.

"Don't be afraid."

While stroking the mane on the horse's neck, Wei Zian looked at the ruined temple.

Cobwebs are everywhere, blue bricks and green tiles are in dilapidated condition, and the air is filled with the musty smell of school years.

While looking around, the door suddenly opened from the inside with a "squeak~".

The lights in the temple are flickering, and there are crackling sounds from time to time.

Wei Zi'an's eyes narrowed slightly, and his hand was already on the Jinghong Sword carried behind his back.

"Hey, who is that person outside the house?"

A rough voice came from the room, and then a burly man came out.

He looked simple and honest, dressed in short cloth clothes like a banker's, holding the door with one hand and putting the other behind his back.

The corners of Wei Zi'an's mouth raised slightly.

Although the man pretended well, the thick calluses on his hands made him look like he was not an ordinary farmer.

"Brother, younger brother was just passing by. It happened that the horse was tired and wanted to use this temple to rest for a night."

"I don't know if I've offended you, but if you do, I'll leave quickly!"

After Wei Zian finished speaking, there was a moment of silence in the temple.

After a while, the voice came, "Come in."

The big man pushed open another door, revealing three or five people hidden behind.

Wei Zi'an took a closer look, and there were many children and women among them.

"Boy Chen Weiyi, thank you, big brother."

"You don't need to call me big brother." The thick-backed man smiled: "We are destined to meet each other. If you don't mind, just call me second brother."

"My name is Zhang Er..."

"Second brother."

Wei Zi'an didn't see him either, so he found a random place and sat down.

Only then did I notice that the person traveling with Zhang Er was a woman who still had charm, a young woman and a young man.

The young woman looks very delicate, and she must be a beauty when she grows up.

The other person is somewhat similar to her in appearance, presumably it should be a brother and sister relationship.

And in the corner of the room, there were still two waves of people.

Wei Zi'an took a cursory glance, then withdrew his gaze.

One of them should be the people of the green forest, and they seem to be full of gangsters.

The other group consisted of a man and a woman, who looked like sect disciples going out for fun.

"Come on, brother Chen, let's eat something."

Zhang Er handed Wei Zian a piece of cake, and then turned around to greet other people in the corner.

"Brothers, if you don't mind, come and eat something."

"Why do you dislike it?"

"Thank you bro."

Soon, a group of people gathered around.

Wei Zi'an noticed that a trace of reluctance flashed in the plump woman's eyes, and the three of them moved closer to him.

The woman stuck to Wei Zi'an's side, and a scent of fragrance came out of her nostrils.

And that young woman was looking at everyone curiously.

"Since we are here, it must be fate."

Zhang Er held up a pottery bowl and laughed heartily: "Why don't we get to know each other better, there is a gang of robbers ahead, so we can take care of them tomorrow!"

"it is good!"

"We are from the Tongmen Bodyguard Bureau, nice to meet, nice to meet."

One of the four or five men who were full of gangsters spoke.

"I have admired your name for a long time, but I am a member of the Tongmen Security Bureau. I am disrespectful and disrespectful."

Zhang Ergong cupped his hands, "If you really encounter trouble tomorrow, I will have to rely on you a lot."

"well."

"The two of us are sect disciples."

The woman among the two said, "Come to Guangzhou to play."

"Ah."

While speaking, the woman touched the man, and the latter gave a reluctant "hmm".

"Chen Weiyi, pass by."

Wei Zi'an cupped his hands, with a lukewarm smile on his face.

"I'm here to visit relatives in Gwangju."

Zhang Er laughed, then greeted him and ate his meal.

In the words, Wei Zian got a general understanding of them.

The few people who called themselves the Tongmen Escort Bureau were very interesting, they were called Wang Da, Wang Er, Wang San and Wang Si respectively.

The sect disciples who went down the mountain to play were called Baitao and Oolong.

The plump woman is called Song Shi, the young woman is called Song Yiren, and the man is called Song Guangjing.

Wei Zian guessed right, the two are brother and sister.

When a group of people were chatting enthusiastically, there was a hissing sound in the yard.

Wei Zian was slightly startled, and subconsciously touched the Jinghong Sword in his hand.

"Brother Chen, it should be your horse."

Zhang Er turned his head and said.

"I'll go out and see."

Wei Zian nodded with a smile, "It should be fine."

"You go and have a look too."

Baitao urged the oolong beside him.

"Ah."

Oolong was a little reluctant, so he stood up and said, "Brother Chen, I'm with you."

"it is good."

When Wei Zian walked to the door, the horse had already run over smartly.

Could it be banditry?
Just when Wei Zian was puzzled, the oolong beside him suddenly exploded, and he took out a gleaming silver dagger and stabbed Wei Zian's neck.

At the same time, there was already a mess in the temple.

The Wang family brothers and Baitao shot at Zhang Er one after another, the plump woman panicked and protected the two children behind her.

"How brave!"

Zhang Er yelled and punched suddenly, the closest Wang San was hit in the head in a flash, killing him on the spot!

"Crack!"

Wei Zi'an just wanted to stimulate the aura, but found that the aura in his body was like a frozen river of ice, without the slightest reaction.

Fortunately, the golden cloak he was wearing held his life.

Damn!

Wei Zi'an cursed angrily in his heart, and quickly stepped aside.

He completely understood.

Gwangju is not like the border. The climate should be hot and stuffy, instead of making me feel the bone-chilling cold in broad daylight.

Wei Zi'an was still wondering, as a cultivator in the Liuhe Realm, he would actually be afraid of the cold?

In a trance, I thought that I had become that bitter cold boy again.

It turned out that Qiu Yu poisoned himself!