Immortals are not as good as dancing

Sheets of white paper like snowflakes fluttered down from the sky of Liangyifang, attracting the attention of most people in Liangyifang.

"Hey? Where did this paper come from?"

"Hey, look, what's floating down from the sky?"

"It seems to be a notice, Wu·22 Peak Tianwu Menna is performing a new ball..."

"Perform a dance party? Is the word spelled wrong? Shouldn't it be a martial arts performance?"

There were not a few words on the white paper, and after everyone finished reading the content, they all looked towards the source of the white paper in the sky.

Only a small blue dot can be seen in the sky, and a light figure can be vaguely seen.Behind the little blue dot, there are two long silver starlight tails.The silver starlight drawn with irregular arcs makes the little blue dot that is getting farther and farther away, like a dream, like a star, like a moon, leaving room for infinite reverie.

The irregular arc, which seemed beautiful to everyone, was the source of Meng Ran's panic.

It has been a month since the Naxin Society, and most of the Dingzifeng, where Jindan monks sit, will soon be evacuated from Liangyifang, including the Wuyinmen.For Tianwumen's Xinxinhui, the Wuyinmenhui will stay one more day.This also means that Tianwumen only has one chance to perform.

Since there is only one chance, it must be seen by as many people as possible.After the music was arranged and the dance was reconciled, Meng Ran finally thought about it and decided to distribute the leaflets!

Regarding the leaflet, Meng Ran was going to write it by hand at the beginning, but Yang Lan refined a seal, which was controlled by his mind.When Lu Ziqi went to buy a box of rouge paste and came back, Yang Lan printed a bunch of leaflets directly.Meng Ran felt that this world was a bit too... I don't know how to describe it, it was probably too fantasy.

Within a long time, a neat stack of "flyers" was placed in front of Meng Ran, much faster than Meng Ran expected.

Then, there was the matter of the people of Tianwumen distributing leaflets.It is obviously too late to distribute leaflets one by one, so there is the current leaflet distribution.

Floating step is the light body technique of Tianwu sect. It is impossible for other sects to soar in the air during the qi refining period, including sword cultivators. At most, they can only use magic weapons to fly.Tianwumen's floating step does not need to borrow any magic weapon, but Meng Ran feels that it is too floating, and the pace is out of her control at all, and she doesn't even know where she will be in the next second.

Fortunately, there are no other people in the sky above Liangyifang, otherwise, Meng Ran always feels that something is going to happen!

Just as Meng Ran was thinking this way, a dazzling blue light suddenly appeared in the sky not far away.

Meng Ran subconsciously felt bad, because the blue light was coming towards him.Meng Ran has tried her best to let herself go down so as to avoid the opponent's direction.

But in the next second, I felt as if I was being pulled upwards in that direction by a gravitational force.

"Hey!"

Meng Ran and the man wrapped in blue light collided head-on.The flyer in Meng Ran's hand drifted away from the sky like snow falling.

In the next second, Meng Ran's waist tightened, and Meng Ran realized that he was hugged tightly, and immediately gained a person's weight.

Meng Ran, who was still unskilled in using floating steps, paused, and the two of them began to fall straight from the air.

"Ah...! That person from the sky is about to fall!"

"Quick, quick! Those over there had better get out of the way!"

People can dodge, but things in the station can't dodge. The crowd below Meng Ran was in chaos, thinking about how to survive the disaster.

At the moment of danger, Meng Ran's whole body's aura surged toward her feet, and a silvery starlight transformed into an epiphyllum bloomed at Meng Ran's feet.

It's as if you can hear the sound of flowers blooming, as if you can smell the fragrance of the epiphyllum from the starlight escaping from the epiphyllum.

A very neat voice erupted from the crowd watching in Liangyifang: "Wow!"

What a nice view!

With the power of Epiphyllum, Meng Ran finally stabilized her figure in the air with her arms around a person.Then it continued to run the floating steps, drawing an irregular silver arc from the air, and landed on the ground.

If it can be controlled, it is probably only when the floating step lands at the end.

Meng Ran held a person in his arms, and already felt very difficult. This floating step unexpectedly turned 720 degrees in the air, and the silver starlight arc following the tail of the shawl behind his shoulders circled both of them. It took two full laps before landing gracefully.

Meng Ran felt as if she had been raped in her heart, but she couldn't help giving a thumbs up to the founder of Tianwumen: I give full marks to this B pretending!

When Meng Ran stood still, she finally had a chance to see who she bumped into.In other words, whoever hit him.

Even if the floating steps were out of control, Meng Ran could still distinguish the difference in the gravitational force from before.In other words, he has been touched.This person bumped into him by himself, and after bumping into him, he hugged him desperately.After he felt that the other party had a tendency to fall first and hugged him, the man naturally lost his strength.

The person who was taller than Meng Ran put his entire body weight on Meng Ran.Meng Ran moved the person into the crook of his arm, but it was too heavy to support him, so he had to squat down and put the person half on the ground, only hugging the upper body.

Seeing this, Meng Ran was a little stunned.

If Wu Changliu is romantic and affectionate, and Bai Qiuyun is gentle and elegant, this person is a fairy.

His long eyebrows are picturesque, and his lips are like cherry sand.With tightly closed eyes, the eyelashes seem to have grown on your heartstrings from the very beginning, and when it trembles, your heart will throb along with it.

She was dressed in a very light blue long robe, which wrapped her tightly in layers.Being hugged by Meng Ran like this, the long gauze hem and sleeves scattered all over the ground like petals.A head of black hair is like a raven-colored flowing water, winding down.

There were no decorations on the clothes, the long hair was simply tied up in a bun on the top of the head, and a hairpin of the same color as the clothes was the only decoration on this man.

The simpler it is, the more it will make this person look like a fairy, full of brilliance.

Langlang like the sun and the moon in his bosom, this is Meng Ran's most real feeling at this time.

The anger that had been touched before dissipated in an instant, as if it had never existed.

With Meng Ran as the center, the surrounding area was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

Until Wu Changliu and Bai Qiuyun squeezed in from the crowd and asked, "Aran, how are you?"

"Senior brother, are you alright?"

The surrounding crowd seemed to have been awakened, and soft discussions buzzed everywhere.

Meng Ran raised her head, and replied with a still expression on her face, "I hit someone."

Wu Changliu and Bai Qiuyun also looked at the person in Meng Ran's arms as if they were frozen, and Wu Changliu was the first to react when he heard Meng Ran's response, "Are you okay?"

At the moment of beauty, the second senior brother still cares most about himself, Meng Ran was inexplicably moved for a moment, and replied: "I'm fine."

"Then...?" Wu Changliu looked at the person in Meng Ran's arms again.

As shown in the picture, the opponent is dizzy.

"Should...or should I take it back first?" Rao Wu Changliu, looking at such a person, was still a little hesitant to make a decision.

Of course, it is even more impossible for others to take it back.

Meng Ran gritted her teeth and used some spiritual power to hug the person on the ground with ease. The 16-year-old Meng Ran is already [-] in height, but her figure is still between that of a youth and a teenager. Wu Changliu always felt that something was wrong when he hugged a grown man like this.

"Have all the notices been sent out?" Wu Changliu looked at Meng Ran, who hadn't seen a single piece of paper except the person he was holding.

With the collision in the air, all the leaflets in his hand were thrown out. Meng Ran looked at the scattered leaflets around him, and said with a guilty conscience: "It's all over."

Wu Changliu said: "Then go back."

After speaking, he turned around and walked forward to clear the way, letting Meng Ran hold the person and follow him to the direction of Wuzi Peak.

"Who is that? Just let them take it away?"

"They hit it, they should be responsible for looking after it."

"The last time I rescued someone back in Nanfang, they seem to be the ones too?"

The onlookers looked at the people of Tianwumen who had already left with their arms in their arms, and then looked at the notice in their hands, and decided to go to see what kind of sect Tianwumen is really tomorrow.

-

Song Xi didn't expect that his juniors went out to send out a notice, and they came back with someone in their arms.

The person in Meng Ran's arms was wearing a light blue gauze coat, which hung down her body like flowing water. When Meng Ran walked in, she could still see the overlapping shadows on the delicate gauze dress like flowing clouds.

"This is Shuiyun gauze!" Yang Hai, who was seriously injured, was finally able to stand up and meditate. Watching Meng Ran carry him in, the first thing he saw was the said expensive Shuiyun gauze.

"Who is this?" Song Xi saw Meng Ran put the person down carefully, and subconsciously thought it was someone his third junior brother knew.

"I don't know." Meng Ran looked at Song Xi innocently: "It's just...in the sky, they collided."

Song Xi always feels that the rhythm of her family is a bit wrong recently, why does she always seem to be picking people back.The last one picked up was Yang Hai, he was an acquaintance at least, but this time the one picked up looks quite expensive, I don't know which big sect's inner disciple.

Wu Changliu took the pulse and said, "I'm probably just dizzy. There is no injury. I guess I should wake up in a while."

As a result, the noble young master did not wake up as Wu Changliu said. Until the next day, when everyone in the Tianwumen was about to put away the tent and turn it into a cloud blanket as a stage, the noble young master still woke up. Maintaining the posture where Meng Ran put him in the tent, breathing evenly, with a calm pulse, and closing his eyes tightly, he didn't know whether to call him asleep or continue to faint.

"The cloud blanket is about to be used, so we can't just throw him on the ground?" Wu Changliu asked Meng Ran, anyway, Meng Ran bumped into him, and Meng Ran carried him back, so you have to ask yourself how to deal with it What the third junior brother meant: "What if the person who happened to be looking for him came..."

It has to be said that although the cloud blanket looks inconspicuous, it is a sharp tool for home travel, so the group of Tianwumen really did not prepare any other similar items except for this cloud blanket.

When Ni Fei and others came over, they saw a group of people from Tianwumen facing such a sleeping person, helpless.

In the end, it was Ni Fei's third senior sister, Shi Zhencui, who took out a couch with a curtain for the imperial concubine, moved the person onto the couch, and finally moved the cloud blanket out.