"You are crazy too." Dark Moon's voice was full of teasing, "But if you can, what do you want?"
"I."
Seeing Baili Zhengyong and Shui Miaomiao running in opposite directions, Yueshan suppressed the urge to catch up and returned his gaze to He Lianlian.
"Stop daydreaming." An Yue said seriously. She was afraid that if she kept teasing her, Yue Shan would take it seriously, "How can I pity her for carrying the spirit bead, and I don't know what she promised in Jiayou's secret realm. willing······"
His eyes dimmed a bit. An Yue was telling the truth. He Lianlian's changes did occur after he came out of Jiayou's secret realm.
But at that time, I didn't know why He Lianlian was hostile to Shui Miaomiao, so I didn't pay much attention to it.
"Now that I'm talking about it, if there is spiritual power fluctuation, it's probably converted into spells or something like that..."
Thinking that they could have some fun after they separated, Shui Miaomiao met someone's eyes around the corner.
The same person was surrounded by red silk and couldn't tell her appearance, but those eyes that were as sharp and impressive as an eagle's eyes made it difficult for Shui Miaomiao to pretend not to know.
"Lang!" Shui Miaomiao hurriedly covered her mouth, pretending she didn't see anything, turned and left.
But there was a Bai Ying standing behind him.
Shui Miaomiao forgot about her. In order to avoid bumping into Bai Ying, she retracted her steps in a panic. Without noticing, her feet fell on the ice.
Shui Miaomiao leaned back.
"Is this, throwing yourself into your arms? This is enthusiasm." Lang Linyi chuckled softly, and picked up Shui Miaomiao who had fallen into her arms.
Shui Miaomiao looked helplessly at Lang Linyi, who was very close at hand.
Bai Ying put away her oil-paper umbrella and attacked Lang Linyan, but was held down by Lang Hui and the others who came from behind.
Shui Miaomiao tried to struggle for a while, but to no avail, she chose a relatively comfortable position, stared at Lang Linyi and asked, "What do you want to do?"
"Take you back to the sect." Lang Linyi
Shui Miaomiao was helpless and took off the red silk that half covered her face, "I am from the Ancient Immortal Sect, why do we have to have such a boring conversation every time we meet."
"The reason lies with you. You can just say nothing and let me take you away directly." Lang Linyi's eyes fell on her waist. "Being able to meet in Yaocheng doesn't prove our fate. As for the Ancient Immortal Sect, "
Shui Miaomiao quickly pulled off the Guxian Sect waistband from her waist, threw it into Shui Yingyin, and said louder, "Don't make such a joke!"
"Who are you kidding?" Lang Linyi retracted her hand with some regret, "If you had reacted slower, I would have gotten it, and it would have been smashed at that moment. Once it was sent to the Ancient Immortal Sect, you would probably have been expelled."
Shui Miaomiao breathed in the air-conditioning. She knew that Lang Linyi was not being kind, "Then you can't get it now, can you let me go?"
Lang Linyi shook her head decisively, gave Langhui and the others a look, turned and left with Shui Miaomiao in her arms.
Langhui and the others knocked Bai Ying unconscious, picked him up, and left first.
"You are bringing the belongings of my Kuanquan Sect, so you are naturally a member of our Kuanquan Sect. How can I let you leave?" Lang Linyi explained kindly as she pulled up Shui Miaomiao's bright red silk.
"I was wearing the Guxian Sect's waistband just now."
"Where is it? Take it out and take a look."
Shui Miaomiao pursed her lips and clenched her fists. She endured it. She didn't want to have this retarded conversation anymore.
"Can you take me there? You can't just be passing through Yaocheng. You are all here to attend the birthday banquet and pay homage to the Saint Yuan Ancestor. Do you still plan to take me back to Kuanquan Sect first?"
"It's true to wish you a happy birthday, but when did I say that I came to see the Saint Patriarch?"
"Isn't it?" Shui Miaomiao looked confused. She also knew that Leng Qiaoxian's birthday was so popular this time because the long-lost Saint Yuan Ancestor might appear.
Although Shui Miaomiao has no idea how powerful the Saint Yuan Ancestor is, everyone here should know it. Not to mention those who have unclear thoughts. Under normal circumstances, they should respect him even if they don't worship him.
Lang Linjie smiled disdainfully, "But a smelly old man who is about to die is nothing to look at."
Shui Miaomiao came to her senses. She had forgotten how hard-core the Kuan Quan Sect's purpose was, so how could Lang Linyi and the others respect the ancestor Sheng Yuan.
"So, you are really just passing by?"
Shui Miaomiao looked around and considered the possibility of calling someone for help now.
"That's not true. I still have to stay for a few days to do some things. After finishing the work, I will take you back to the Kuanquan Sect. There will definitely not be so many accidents this time."
Shui Miaomiao didn't know what to say. It didn't make sense anyway. "You will find that there are fewer people."
"Are you important? You're just an inner disciple." Lang Linjie recalled the waist badge she just saw and said contemptuously, "The Ancient Immortal Sect won't care if there are a few missing. After all, you are the one who appears in Yaocheng. Is it because of Leng Qiaoxian’s birthday party? Are you here to do some odd jobs?”
"Uh, it doesn't count, it doesn't count," Shui Miaomiao struggled. As the lead dancer, she shouldn't be a part-time job, but it was indeed because of Leng Qiaoxian's birthday party.
"It's even less important that the Ancient Immortal Sect sent you to do odd jobs." Lang Linyi didn't have the patience to listen to Shui Miaomiao's hesitation and said to herself, "Maybe when the birthday banquet starts, you won't even be able to enter. , come to Kuanquan Sect and you will be my sister."
"Everyone at my age is my sister." Shui Miaomiao rolled her eyes, "Besides, I think I can still get the seat." Shui Miaomiao's words were completely ignored by Lang Linyi.
"Come on, let's go have a meal first and show you around."
"ah?"
Lang Linyi stood up from the ground, and the biting wind blew by. Shui Miaomiao chose to shut her mouth and buried her head in Lang Linyi's arms, waiting to say anything until she landed.
Shui Miaomiao was a little stiff due to the cold wind. Only after she felt the ground, she slowly stretched out her hand and pulled down the red silk, revealing one eye.
Yingfu?
Why come here?
Before Shui Miaomiao could take a closer look, Lang Linyi hugged her and walked towards the door.
The door is open and unguarded, if Lang Hui counts.
"Senior sister." Langhui came forward and glanced at Shui Miaomiao in Lang Linyi's arms. "My lord has arrived. Senior sister, do you want to take her with you?"
Although Lang Hui didn't finish her words, she should be able to understand the general idea.
"Since you have something serious to do, don't take me with you, so as not to cause trouble." Shui Miaomiao said, "Put me down and I can leave by myself."
"Ha." Lang Linyan laughed, and Shui Miaomiao found that she was suddenly speechless.
"Except for the dead, there are no people that I, Lang Linjie, said I wanted to take away." Lang Linjie put down Shui Miaomiao, took off the bright red silk silk, her red lips curled up with a thick smile. Danger, "So be good and don't leave me if you still want to recover."
Shui Miaomiao puffed out her cheeks, waiting for Lang Linyi.
Perhaps Lang Linyan's image at the beginning was a little out of tune, which made Shui Miaomiao forget that she had a name. Fairy Linlang, when she went crazy, could rival Tuo Yanjun.
Taking a deep breath, Shui Miaomiao followed Lang Linyan. She didn't dare to bet whether only Lang Linyan could solve this technique, so she decided to follow first.
"This is Ying Mansion." Seeing Shui Miaomiao follow him automatically, Lang Linyi laughed and explained patiently, "Leng Qiaoxian's mansion."
