Chapter 1 Conflict

Style: Fantasy Author: Moran LanshanWords: 2143Update Time: 24/01/11 11:51:58
There is a deep cave in the house where my childhood friends played on the swing.

Flying in the sky like a fairy, laughing at the childlike heart and lifting the skirt.

Charming music was playing in the hall, accompanied by melodious flute sounds, and a woman in brocade clothes sat elegantly in front of the stage.

“Everyone, drink and play as much as you want today, and you won’t come home until you’re drunk!”

In a private room of a certain hotel, Long Xing raised the wine glass in his hand and said boldly.

The crowd cheered, sang, danced, drank, and played guessing games. It was all fun.

"Brother, where have you been these days? I haven't seen you for a long time!"

With emotion, Jackal Qingtian, Yao Hu, and Yang Hu took the lead and spoke out the questions in everyone's mind.

"I didn't go there either. You all found a good home after the game and were selected by the provincial team and the city team. I love cleanliness and am afraid of restrictions. I don't care about studying in school. I just want to go out and hang out on my own. "

"It's business to make a little money when I have a good opportunity. I started working after high school and helped in a group company. Maybe I like the wood more. When I save enough money, I can open a processing factory by myself. My brothers will be able to afford it. I'm here to help! Haha, long time no see, I drank the wine in my hand!"

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Phoenix City, Blue Lake, Peacock Beach, a thousand-year-old jade is restlessly releasing its own light.

Today is an innocent day, and the tidal flat upstream is extremely lively.

Many Internet celebrities braved the blood-red scorching sun and had fun barefoot and shirtless. Aerial drones suspended in the sky were taking 360-degree aerial shots of the moving scenes.

Suddenly a scream pierced the lake air.

"ah....."

A beautiful woman rolled down from the top of the slope, and a pool of blood flowed out from between her legs.

Everyone was shocked and gathered around.

The woman's face turned pale. The man on the slope jumped down and asked eagerly: "How are you? Mu Xin."

There was a click, a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and mist suddenly filled the lake. The bloody beach changed color.

The strong wind blew up the tent, paper towels, floor mats, and mineral water bottles, flying everywhere.

The suspended drone was affected, a bright light flashed, its wings were broken, and it fell directly into the water.

The panicked crowd kept running, looking for shelter on the beach.

People escaping from Peacock Beach left debris all over the ground. They had no time to pick up the items that were thrown up, and the river beach became chaotic.

"Brother Lang, it hurts so much, my baby. Please help my baby."

Mu Xin's face became twisted in pain.

"Don't be afraid, find a place to lie down first. I'll take you to the hospital right away."

On the Mid-Autumn Festival, I held Mu Xin and placed her on the jade stone nearby. This was the only place that was clean and without water.

Mu Xin was sitting on the jade stone, the blood seeping from between her legs dripping on the jade stone.

Lang Zhongqiu, the president of Hangjia Group, has recently encountered problems in the company's operations and is in a bad mood. His wife Mu Xin is seven months pregnant with Liujia.

I took Mu Xin to the Blue Lake to relax on the weekend and was busy answering calls from the court.

Mu Xin, who was lying on the wicker chair, felt uncomfortable, so she got up and wanted to move around. Unexpectedly, a gust of wind blew, blinding me, the sole of my foot slipped, and I rolled down the top of the slope.

Seeing that Mu Xin had regained her composure, Lang Zhongqiu hurriedly hugged her, walked around the ramp back to the car, and put Mu Xin into the back seat. Without checking anything, I drove back to the city and went straight to the hospital.

The nearest hospital in the south of the city is quite busy on Sundays. The noisy second floor was crowded with many people.

Lang Zhongqiu shouted: "Doctor, doctor, save my wife!"

I carried Mu Xin all the way to the emergency room.

With the help of doctors and nurses, Mu Xin was placed on a trolley and pushed into the emergency room.

Mu Xin took Lang Zhongqiu's hand, took off a hairpin from her bun, and solemnly warned: "Brother Lang, if something happens to me, I must take good care of the baby. This hairpin has been with me for many years. Remember to hand it over." For the baby..."

With a look of attachment, he was pushed into the emergency room.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, I stared blankly at the closed door, feeling uneasy. I looked at the cool cloud hairpin at my hand, and the blue peacock pattern carved on it was so lifelike.

The milky white light of the emergency room illuminated Mu Xin's pale face.

"Look quickly, he's still bleeding, blood sample, ventilator, electrocardiogram, cut off the clothes."

Under the doctor's instructions, the nurse quickly prepared for the operation.

"Protect the adults? Protect the children?"

The doctor shouted through the glass door to the patient's family members outside.

"Want both!"

Lang Zhongqiu's voice was almost shouted.

"Too greedy, do your best!"

The doctor stopped talking and performed the operation with peace of mind.

Ziling crossed the Phoenix Mountain, spread her wings, and flew all the way, arriving at the Blue Lake soon.

Looking from a distance, clouds and mist cover the sky above the lake.

She is a female disciple of Xianxia Mountain. She was ordered by her master to go to Blue Lake to find the ancient jade, Blue Phoenix Stone, which was lost thousands of years ago.

When Zi Ling arrived on the Blue Lake, it was when the wind started blowing on the lake. She slid her fairy wings to avoid the sudden whirlwind.

When Lang Zhongqiu was in panic at Peacock Beach and took Mu Xin straight to the hospital, Zi Ling fell from the gap in the strong wind.

Glancing at Mu Xin from a distance as she was being helped into the car, Zi Ling's heart skipped a beat. The familiar aura was sent to her nostrils by a gust of wind.

"It's really surprising that we are from the same sect. When did we end up in this little blue lake?"

Zi Ling murmured to herself. At this moment, the Peacock Beach was littered with messes, and the crowd had long since fled away.

That piece of ancient jade has been buried, and the sand piles rolled up by the strong wind completely covered its traces.

Zi Ling flew around the Blue Lake and searched carefully, but there was still no information at all: Could it be that Master made a mistake in his calculation? impossible.

The master was on the Blue Spirit Crystal, but he could clearly see that today was the Wuxie Day, which was the time when the ancient jade appeared. Could it have been taken away by someone else? But I have to follow that car and have a look at the information about the same clan.

Zi Ling took off her wings, changed her clothes, and rushed to the hospital calmly.

On the blue lake behind him, there was a burst of sneers: Silly girl, you think you can really take me back. The path is too shallow. If the stupid dragon hadn't been so alert, you might have discovered it.

In the private room of the hotel, Long Xing, who was already slightly drunk, went out to relieve himself. Passing by the hall, he was attracted by the songs and the sound of the flute. Just as he was about to listen, a burst of noise came.

Several drunk young men were surrounding the woman in brocade clothes who was playing the flute, trying to move forward and tugging at her.

The veiled woman sat silently. She had a graceful figure, wearing a fitted light blue skirt, revealing a pair of slender white breasts.

Looking up from the protruding chest and waist, you can see a beautiful face, with eyebrows as far away as dark blue, and pupils with water-cut eyes, but they are covered by a hazy veil, which makes people reluctant to look away at the first sight. Eyeballs.

The woman looked coldly at the young men who were looking for excitement. Their ice-like aura was quite impressive.