Dressed as a sick beauty

Asking about the top of the mountain, the breeze blew by, and the branches and leaves intertwined and made rustling sounds.

In the stands, the crowd froze silently with the tears rolling in their eyes due to pity for the young people in the arena who were defeated. They stared blankly at Wen Qiu's dazzling, approaching? It was difficult to capture the trace of the pen tip.

For half a stick of incense, there was a dead silence.

Don't say? Those who don't know? Even Jia Tang, who knew that Wen Qiushi could draw talismans with his left hand, and a group of Tianzong disciples were stunned as they looked at the talismans stacked on the desk.

In a blink of an eye, hundreds of photos caught up with Nanduyi on the other side.

The balance of victory and defeat is shaking.

Meng Yuzhi's face was gloomy to the extreme, his gaze shifted, and then fell on the Tianzong disciple who had been staring at him.

I don't know if it was to deter the other party, or because he was too angry at the reversed situation, Meng Yu slapped the guardrail with his palm.

"Bang!"

The voice echoed in the arena, and the dumbfounded Lingzong disciple behind him trembled in fright.

The other people who were immersed in Wen Qiushi's talisman movements also came back to their senses and looked at each other in blank dismay.

Wen Qiushi's left-handed talisman flows like flowing water, and people even forget what his right-handed talisman looks like. The scene in front of him has no sense of disobedience, as if it should be like this.

"What...what's the situation?"

"How can you draw faster than your right hand!"

"Could it be possible that a talisman master can draw talismans with both hands? Why have I never heard of it?"

Seeing the confused expressions on the faces, Jia Tang lifted the Qinglian Lantern up, coughed lightly, and was about to open his mouth, when someone exclaimed, covered his mouth, and stared at him similarly. big eyes.

"I see!"

All eyes swept towards him, the man blushed and was a little uncertain, "Could Elder Wen... be left-handed?"

A word to awaken the dreamer.

There was an unbelievable expression on everyone's face? They looked into the arena again, gasping for breath.

"So? So, before he participated in the talisman contest, he was drawing talismans when he was not going well?"

puff--

The onlookers silently spurted a mouthful of old blood from the bottom of their hearts.

Even Fu Lao covered his chest, his expression showed no love for the junior, full of embarrassment, "The brat has changed his shell, but he still likes to play awe-inspiring!"

The vast majority of the audience who are not from the Fujie community just want to applaud at this moment.

Not in vain? OK!Could not be more exciting!

Although Wen Qiushi seemed to have been tricked a lot and made Wen Qiu Shibai cry a lot, no one cared.

The last bit of incense was extinguished, and he stopped writing when he heard Qiushi, and there were nearly a thousand talismans on the desk in front of him.

Deafening cheers resounded in an instant, like a violent wind and tsunami sweeping across Wendao Mountain, and it continued for a long time until Wen Qiushi left the venue.

In the evening, the Huaguan man stood on the Yaotai of the city lord's mansion, overlooking half of Lanyue City.

Most of the once brightly lit city was darkened, only a few lights were on, and a few people walked around the streets. The huge city seemed to be emptied overnight.

It was lonely.

Only a few miles away from the city, Wendao Mountain, covered by clouds and the sun, is full of flowing green lights. On the top of the mountain, the screams and cheers have not stopped all day long, like surging water waves, tirelessly Volume after volume hits?.

Yu Chenyan was in the empty city, looking at the mountain peak that seemed to be holding a grand banquet, suddenly, there was a feeling of reunion after a long absence.

Was it so many years ago?

The direction of people's hearts is towards his father Yu Cangwu, and later? towards Wen Yu, never towards him.

No matter how diligent he is, the influence of the Northern Territory in the realm of comprehension? Over the past dynasties, the people in the region live and work in peace and contentment, without suffering the slightest bit of gunpowder, and the world can't see it? They will always miss their saint, the talisman master.

Like an unfamiliar dog.

The night wind blew down the peach blossoms all over the ground, Yu Chenyan was silent for a long time, and smiled in relief.

That's it.

You don't need the support of these people.

What's more, everything he did was not for them.

Yu Chenyan put his hands behind his back, looked at the loud sound coming from the top of the mountain, and said without turning his head: "Isn't Fubi over yet?"

Standing behind him, the new city lord Ren saluted and said, "Regarding the domain lord, it ended several hours ago. Elder Tianzong Wen won."

Yu Chenyan: "It's already over, what are you still doing on the mountain?"

The new city lord smiled, leaned over and said, "Elder Wen is very interested, and he is showing you all kinds of charms. It's very interesting. Some charms can be used as fireworks and firecrackers, and some can be turned into flowers on the spot. The eldest lady of the family and the saintess of the medicine spirit valley have all received it."

Yu Chenyan's face is hard to look?

He looked vigilantly at the night sky, didn't he see it? The sky was full of colors in his memory, and his expression eased a little.

"I knew about this kind of thing a long time ago, so it would be useful to say something."

The new city lord thought about it for a while, and said: "The disciples of all sects and sects were bewitched by Elder Wen...inspired, and rushed to join the Fuhui. The number of places is limited. Ke and Ke Liubai made great efforts to overwhelm the crowd, and the first ones successfully signed up. , paid a large membership fee!"

Yu Chenyan: "..."

He lightly stroked his forehead: "Let the great elder of the Fuhui come? See me."

The city lord said "yes", saluted and left.It was already late at night when the boiling crowd of people on Wendao Mountain had completely dissipated.

Wen Qiushi's vigor was gone the moment he returned to his room. He took off his shoes and socks, put on his outer robe and fell down on the bed, breathing evenly and long.

Outside the house, Zhang Jianjian and others were competing in the courtyard with a few talismans, laughing and making noise, unable to hide their triumphant excitement.

"Did you see the appearance of Sect Master Ling when he left? Haha, there are also those disciples, like defeated roosters, blushing with anger!"

"When did you leave? I didn't even notice!"

"Leave in the afternoon! Collective Yujian left without looking back!"

"Elder Nan stayed alone? There will be an award tomorrow. Compared to the others, he looks calm. It looks like he is convinced of the loss."

"I can't accept it. Elder Wen has already kept his hands on him. In the afternoon, his whole body was covered with scorched earth. If Elder Wen hadn't thrown a talisman to protect him at the same time, the others would have disappeared. How could he be there? In the end, not even a single hair on his body was burned. !"

"I heard from Qing Yuan that the suzerain is coming tomorrow? Do you think that the suzerain will meet the group of people from the Lingzong?"

Hahaha laughter came into the room through the crack of the door, Gu Moze lowered his eyes and helped the figure on the bed take off his coat.

Wen Qiushi's eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't open it? But he somehow felt it. He noticed the familiar breath and turned around cooperatively. When the soft quilt covered him, he heard Gu Moze's voice vaguely.

"Uncle, I have something to go out..."

Wen Qiushi nodded in a daze, and when he woke up the next day, he didn't see a familiar figure beside him, so he knew it wasn't a dream.

Compared to the silent disappearance not long ago, now that Gu Moze actually informed him in advance, Wen Qiushi felt a little relieved.

"Dong Dong" knocked on the door.

Wen Qiushi rubbed his eyes, got out of bed and picked up his outer robe, with disheveled black hair, and walked towards the door while wearing it.

Outside.

Elder Fuhui held a brand new piece of clothing.

The much-anticipated talisman competition came to an end yesterday, but the talisman dao conference was not yet over. According to the rules of previous years, everyone who participated in the talisman competition will be rewarded. The prizes for the semi-final and final talisman masters are getting bigger and bigger.

This year's Fu Bi is all the pillars of the Fu world, and the Fu Hui will not hide it. All the treasures at the bottom of the box have been taken out? They will be given away today.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing is the Tianzhuan pen.

It was placed early on the Daotai in the center of the city, the early sun was shining, the sky was emitting a red halo, and a little golden light.

Dazzling.

A lot of people gathered around the Daotai, all with dark circles under their eyes, excited all night.Nan Duyi was wearing a cloak, hiding in a corner, no one noticed.

"Father, don't be uncomfortable."

"Uncomfortable? No, it was just the night before! I thought I was about to win again out of nowhere! You know how much I weigh. If it weren't for the help of God, I'm actually only good at picking up trash."

Nanduyi had a little white bug standing on her ear, lowering her head and choking, "I heard about Mengmeng? You will be sad if you lose. Father has practiced talismans for days and nights."

"That's what I did for others to see, it's just the last struggle."

Nan Duyi gnawed on the apple brazenly and without image in the cloak, suddenly her eyes turned sour and she wiped away tears.

"Mengmeng, from now on, no one will place high hopes on me anymore. Brother Wen, who taught me how to draw talismans, is back! From now on, I can be a salted fish with peace of mind, and I don't need to practice anymore! I don't need to draw talismans anymore! I just need to eat Wait until you die, the happy days I've longed for since I was a child are coming!"

Xiao Baichong twisted his body and said anxiously: "Father doesn't practice how to protect me, I seem to be discovered by that person yesterday."

Nanduyi: "When?"

The little white worm shrank into a ball, trembling.

"When my father was fighting with him, I was worried that my father would poke his head out and be seen. The man froze for a moment, turned his head to look at the empty right shoulder, and said something: 'Fat, edible.'"

Little White Worm cried loudly: "Did he raise birds? Daddy, hurry up and practice to protect Mengmeng, woohoo."

The apple in Nanduyi's mouth became dull.

Xiaobai Chong has been with him for many years, and has a deep relationship. Although he has no other use other than being greedy, it is impossible for him to watch it being eaten.

"I remember that Brother Wen did raise a little ancient crow, which was of Wushan's bloodline, but later? It's gone. Don't be afraid, if Brother Wen really wants to feed you to spirit beasts, I'll..."

Xiao Baichong stopped crying, and moved her little feet happily, "Is Daddy going to fight for Mengmeng?"

"No, it's one level higher than this realm,"

Nan Duyi lifted the soft veil to cover her face, looked at the young man who appeared under the Dao stage, and said word by word: "I will go to ask for peace."

Little White Worm: "..."