Who?

What ceremony?

What's new in Mingjiao?

"... Zhang Wuji?"

"I remember that's the name you mentioned, right?" Lu Xiaofeng said, "I heard that she is the heir secretly trained by the former leader of the Mingjiao. This year she is not yet 20 years old, and she has learned the magic power of the Mingjiao Supreme Treasure. Besides, she also It happens to be the granddaughter of Mingjiao White-browed Eagle King, can't I be wrong?"

"...Secretly cultivating an heir... Actually...I want her to come back...to come back..." Duan Yu lowered his head, clenched his fists with both hands, and Liu Hai hung down, taking advantage of half of his face that was dark .

Her feelings, her tears, her image!

If Zhang Wuji was in front of her and she got mad, she would definitely swell her face!

"She...what's going on?" Lu Xiaofeng asked Hua Manlou in a low voice, "Isn't Zhang Wuji her friend...does she owe her money?"

Kind of scary.

The building is full of flowers but smiles silently.

Sikong Zhaixing understood a little, reached out his hand to hold Lu Xiaofeng, "Let's go—"

"What are you doing?" Lu Xiaofeng didn't understand, he still wanted to spend a meal and stay overnight.

"Dig earthworms—" Sikong Zhaixing grabbed Lu Xiaofeng by the collar from behind, and forcibly dragged him away.

"Wait, wait a minute—" Lu Xiaofeng struggled with his limbs.

"Wait a fart—what's the matter with you?" Sikong Zhaixing held Lu Xiaofeng's hands with both hands, grabbed him and ran away, regardless of their entangled postures, the speed of running was not slow , After a few breaths of effort, he disappeared.

Duan Yu leaned his head against Huamanlou's chest, gritted his teeth, "I've decided, I must let her return my tears!"

Just use the crimson bead grass to return Shenying's waiter.

Thinking of her sadness a few months ago, not only did she cry in vain, but her image was broken in front of Hua Manlou.

Hua Manlou smiled and patted her head, knowing that she was actually very happy.

"Really, if she doesn't return it, I'll beat her stuffed buns out!" Duan Yu gritted his teeth, "Not even a single message... Not even a single message, at least a message... Dali is not far away ...the heartless...the white-eyed wolf...the early stages of dementia..."

"Would you like to eat fish at night?" Hua Manlou smiled, "Eat your favorite mandarin squirrel fish to celebrate?"

"Who wants to celebrate..." Duan Yu snorted, "Just treat her as dead, and I'm going to help her receive the Dragon Slaying Saber inherited from her family."

"I'll ask someone to inquire about the time of the grand ceremony. It takes nearly a month from Jiangnan to Kunlun. We'd better start early so as not to miss it."

"Who is going to attend her succession ceremony... In the evening, let's eat lotus root noodles at night." Her tongue was sore.

Hua Manlou couldn't help laughing softly, "Of course, I'll put more honey for you."

Mingjiao Grand Ceremony, July [-]th.

The Demon Cult has personality, and when Ghost Festival ascends to the throne, Zhang Wuji is preparing to be promoted to the King of Ghosts?

During this time, Duan Yu inquired about Mingjiao news by the way.

This is a sect from Western India, and later developed by several Middle-earth leaders, it has become quite large.

It teaches that everyone is equal, do not kill, do not steal, do not commit adultery, and all people who join the religion are brothers and sisters, regardless of each other. It is said that the most devout Mingjiao believers must be vegetarians—should!

Therefore, from now on, Zhang Wuji needs to stay away from her dear brown sugar cake, because the sugar cake is made of lard!

Among the past leaders of the Ming Cult, there are quite a few weird and strange-looking guys.

For example, Yang Dingtian, the previous leader, was obsessed with martial arts, and his wife fell in love with someone else. He thought it was just right, and married his wife as a dowry. , Passed the position of the leader to the leader Ren's father-Ren Woxing.

The ex-teaching director of the past, I did my job, and I really lived up to his name. The world is too big to let me go. I wanted to go out and have a look in front of it. First, I left the shopkeeper and wandered around the Central Plains. Later, the Central Plains couldn’t hold him, so I went to sea. Even his own son couldn't find where he was.

Before he left, Ren Yingqing was still young, so he passed the position of leader to his confidant Mingjiao Zuo Shi Dongfang Bubai.

Dongfang Bubai, the former leader, was even more amazing. He hated the fights and killings in the rivers and lakes. Once he had an epiphany, he suddenly found the true meaning of life and found that what he loved the most was the art of embroidery.

When Ren Yingqing was a little older, taller than the table, and sitting on the throne could be seen by the people below, Dongfang immediately threw Mingjiao to the then underage leader Ren.

He traveled around to study by himself, learned embroidery techniques from famous masters, and finally compiled and published a monograph on the embroidery industry - "Sunflower Treasure", which began with embroidering a sunflower, described and recorded one hundred and one embroidery stitches in detail, and was honored It is the holy scriptures of the industry.

The most powerful achievement of the former teaching director, the leader, is that when the Mingjiao and Wuyue Sword Sect were in conflict, they successfully met the senior sister of Huashan, and the two sides turned their hostility into friendship, and resolved the conflict without bloodshed.

This leader, who is not yet [-] years old, has prepared his successor early, and is about to live a leisurely retirement life. It can be said that he is quite far-sighted and far-sighted...

Duan Yu must say that the benefits of the leader of Mingjiao are really good-the average person retires at the age of 40.

Make a cooing sound of envy~

Because they didn't want to be in a hurry, the two of them set off from Hangzhou at the end of May and walked slowly all the way. When they arrived at Kunlun Mountain, it was already raging fire in July, and the heat gradually subsided.

The environment and climate here are not as good as those in Dali, but also in the Central Plains. Not only is the sky full of yellow sand, but it is also bitterly cold, with rocks exposed and no grass growing.

Even Duan Yu had to put on the power fence in a fashionable way, not because he was reserved, but because the wind and sand were too strong, he couldn't open his eyes.

"The environment is too harsh," Duan Yu leaned into the Huaman Corridor in the restaurant at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, "no wonder the past Mingjiao leaders didn't work for long, and the people under him were able to go down the mountain to do business, but the leader had to sit at the Guangming Peak all the time." , if you give it to me, I can't do it for a day."

She didn't mean to be friendly with Hua Manlou in front of people, it's because there are so many people here, if you don't want to chat with the whole store, you can only get closer.

Before the grand ceremony, the town at the foot of the Kunlun Mountains was already crowded with people. Heroes with swords and knives were leading horse-drawn carts, and the voices were boiling. There are also people from the rivers and lakes who came to see the excitement, and restaurants and inns everywhere are full of people.

Duan Yu picked up the sand in front of him, and stretched out his hand to pull the ribbon of Mili. It was not used to strangling his neck, but it was more troublesome to take it off and put it on again, so he had to endure it for now.

Hua Manlou smiled slightly, pulled her hand away, and tied her a new loose button, and said worriedly, "There are so many people, it might be hard to find a place to stay."

"There's no place to live, so let's go straight up the mountain," Duan Yu said.

With their speed, as long as they didn't go in the wrong direction, they could reach the Bright Summit in the middle of the night. Even if Zhang Wuji fell asleep, he had to get up to receive her.

"Then how to make it." Suddenly a voice cut in.

Duan Yu and Hua Manlou, there are only two of them, they are not as powerful as others, and they neither lift a knife nor cross a sword, it seems that they are not taken seriously by heroes.

So, at the table behind Huamanlou, a rich man dressed in white fur and a gold belt came over with a flamboyant expression, waving a fan.

He was accompanied by four beautiful women in white clothes, all looking at Duan Yu with uneasy expressions, almost wanting to lose sight of her.

"No one else has a place to live, so it doesn't matter." The young man put away his fan, and raised his eyebrows at Duan Yu with a sense of coquettishness, "It would be a crime to let a beauty like a girl sleep in the wilderness. In Xiabaiduo Mountain Villa, Ouyang Ke, The girl is polite."

Maybe it's because he didn't sleep well, this Ouyang Kegong has symptoms of kidney deficiency.

Duan Yu looked at him, "How many rooms do you have?"

They do look rich.

The other party turned red, and looked at her with watery eyes, "I booked the best inn in this town, with the best snow satin bedding, and the best ambergris. If the girl is willing, you can come to my hotel." room to sleep."

"That's so embarrassing," Duan Yu looked at Ouyang Ke in surprise, there are such kind-hearted people who sacrifice themselves for others in this world? "Then where do you sleep?"

Ouyang Ke blushed and said again, glanced at Duan Yu, "Of course I'm with the girl."

?What, no, wait—

How could someone say such a thing while blushing?

Duan Yu realized later that he seemed, as if, as if he had been molested?

"Mr. Ouyang's words are somewhat rude to a girl." Hua Manlou said politely, "It's better not to say any more."

"A beauty like this girl," Ouyang Ke walked past him, seeing him without turning his head, and said triumphantly, treating him as if he had a hard mouth and a guilty conscience, "Naturally, she should be raised in a deep boudoir, worthy of a woman like me. Like a man with strong martial arts, tall, handsome, and personable, who can support her and protect her. How can you be like a poor man like you, who takes a beautiful woman to eat and sleep in the open, and recklessly wastes everything?"

He walked slowly to Duan Yu's side, opened his fan with a swish, and fanned it very proudly.

Although Duan Yu was described as an object, she wasn't too angry yet, mainly because she felt like throwing up too much, and it was too late for now.

A word of shit can't describe her mood at this time.

Really

What is it that gave the owner of Ouyang Village in the corner at the foot of the mountain courage?

Do you dare to look sideways before speaking?

Just take a look, really, just take a look, can you still dare to say this?

She doesn't comment on whether Hua's family is rich or not, but besides the fact that he is standing taller than Hua Manlou sitting, where does he have the courage to say that?

etc--

How dare he stretch out his fan to pick her chin?

Naturally, his fan was caught by Hua Manlou's two clean and slender fingers.

With a "creak", the fan inlaid with gold and jade broke into three sections and fell on the table with a clang.

Hua Manlou looked calm, pursed his lips, and said nothing.

Duan Yu was so handsome that he couldn't breathe.

The author has something to say: Beauty, how can you not encounter a joke?

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