The head of the Lan family celebrates his birthday, that is, Lan Jixuan’s father celebrates his birthday. In fact, Shui Miaomiao was not interested at first.
After all, several outings were bad experiences. If it weren't for the letter attached by Lan Jixuan, Shui Miaomiao would not have been determined to go out.
Lan Jixuan probably also knew that Shui Miaomiao might have a shadow after the incident in the South China Sea. The letter said something that Shui Miaomiao could not refuse.
Although he was in the Ancient Immortal Sect, Shui Miaomiao exchanged letters with Lan Jixuan and Hua Yixian, except Leng Ningchi.
Shui Miaomiao has lost information about Leng Ningchi for a long time. None of the letters he sent to Wanhuang Sect were answered, and all contacts were disconnected.
The only time there was news about Leng Ningchi was because Leng Ningchi broke through the mortal transformation stage and caused a thunder tribulation phenomenon.
Anyone who wants to break through the transformation stage will be baptized by lightning, but visions are rare.
The water in the South China Sea only caused a thunder catastrophe. It was a huge thunder catastrophe that did not conform to the mechanism of the transformation stage.
Therefore, few people doubted Shui Miaomiao. If that kind of thunder disaster failed, how could anyone survive?
The vision caused by Leng Ning's infatuation is very beautiful. Half of the sky is immersed in rose red, like a handful of hot roses, given to the one you love.
Immortal Master Xianyan looked very indifferent. If Leng Ningchi couldn't bring out any strange phenomena, then there was something wrong. After all, he was a genius of blood and the lover of God.
But the thunder disaster caused by Leng Ningchi was not on the Wanhuang Sect's territory, but on the ice field.
Shui Miaomiao didn't know it at first, but she heard Xianyan Xianzun talk about it.
After learning about it, she immediately prepared enough congratulatory gifts, but there was no response.
Lan Jixuan wrote in his letter that he also invited the Beast Emperor Sect Hua Yixian and the Wanhuang Sect Leng Ningchi, and they all agreed.
After his father's birthday is over, he and the others can have a small gathering. How can Shui Miaomiao refuse such an invitation?
Shui Miaomiao is not afraid that her friendship with Leng Ningchi will weaken over time.
She was worried, worried about Leng Ningchi. With her sensitive personality and the cold air around her, she didn't know what she would encounter in the Wanhuang Sect, as well as a master with a weird personality like Yatong.
Tightening the Thousand Feather Crane cloak around her body, Shui Miaomiao put away the letter, walked towards the cockpit, and said to Fog Guard, "Find a town to stop and rest for the night."
There is still less than half a month until the time on the invitation, so there is no need to rush.
It was too cold on the boat. Shui Miaomiao suddenly wanted to find a place with many people for a walk. She couldn't get used to being alone.
Shui Miaomiao was thinking that the first rule of being a fog guard was absolute obedience.
Shui Miaomiao said it was what it was. Without any unnecessary words, the town where we could stop was quickly found.
One guarded the boat, and the other said he was following for protection. I don’t know how he followed. Anyway, Shui Miaomiao didn’t find anyone.
It is a small town, so entry and exit are not strict, but because it is located near the Giant Spirit Sect, it is still prosperous.
After entering the city, Shui Miaomiao immediately bought a hot sesame seed cake, held it in her hand, and ate it in small bites, mainly to warm her hands.
While walking among the people, Shui Miaomiao felt that she had warmed up a little and it was time to find a place to rest.
After buying some small pendants, Shui Miaomiao asked about the location of the best inn in the town.
She has money, so how can she treat herself badly? It's natural for her to be nice.
With good luck, I circled twice and saw Shui Miaomiao appearing at the intersection for the third time, looking around in confusion.
The vegetable seller on the side couldn't bear it any longer and led Shui Miaomiao directly to the inn. She also introduced, "Young lady, you have to be careful when you go out alone. Although this Wangdu Inn is expensive, the service is good. The key is. It’s about safety, no one dares to cause trouble in the Wangdu Inn.”
At the door of the inn, before the vegetable seller could finish her words, Shui Miaomiao looked at the benches, dishes, and table legs flying out of the window.
I wonder if my aunt’s face hurts.
Shui Miaomiao looked to the side, and there was the figure of the aunt beside her. Those who could stay in the Wangdu Inn were either rich or noble. The aunt could not afford to mess with her, and she walked as fast as flying.
Shui Miaomiao shook her head in a funny way. Some people care about their lives, and some people like to watch movies. In just three or four seconds, the front door of Wangdu Inn was blocked with water.
Shui Miaomiao was forced to join in. Since he couldn't leave, let's take a look.
"lecher!"
Listening to the argument in the inn, it seems like an old-fashioned drama of teasing in the street. Will there be a hero to save the beauty?
Shui Miaomiao opened his eyes and scanned them one by one.
There were about five or six people, all dressed in gorgeous clothes but shaking their legs, pinching their waists and stretching their stomachs. They looked like they were born ruffians, and they stopped the five women who were coming downstairs with arrogance.
Lying on the ground next to them were a few 'heroes' who had fought against injustice.
The four women were all dressed in the same uniform, and all of them were pretty. The one standing at the top was wearing a veil, with a temperament like snow and indifferent eyes.
It's obviously the same dress, but the veiled woman wears it uniquely, giving off a feeling of beauty that's so enchanting that it's hard to find it in this world.
Shui Miaomiao could hear the sounds of men, women, old and young in the crowd inhaling and swallowing.
Inexplicably, she felt familiar. Shui Miaomiao gnawed on her fingernails and concentrated on watching the movie and remembering carefully. She probably didn't know any cold-blooded person.
"Take off the veil and show me."
The veiled girl who was named didn't even bother to look at her, but the girl standing at the bottom looked very angry, "How dare you!"
The sword was drawn out of its sheath and pointed at Meng Lang's men.
Even if he was a gangster, he was still someone with some abilities when he was teasing her on the street. The sword was handed over by the leader in an instant, and he took the opportunity to touch the girl's hand and pull the girl into his arms.
"Let me go! Senior sister, senior sister, save me." The girl who was caught panicked.
The two girls, who were probably senior sisters, subconsciously wanted to save people. The leader skillfully grabbed the captured girl's neck. It seemed that he had done this for a long time.
The two of them were helpless. One of them looked upstairs. The veiled girl seemed to be in a fugue, unmoved by the arrest of her fellow sect member.
"We brothers don't have any bad intentions. We just want to invite the four fairies to have a drink with us."
"Pooh!"
The leader dodged calmly, she likes spicy food, but the younger brother behind her shouted dissatisfied, "Do you know who we are! From Wang Ren of the Giant Spirit Sect?"
"Wang Ren?" The veiled girl finally reacted, with disgust clearly visible in her eyes, and snorted coldly. Everyone present felt that they had entered the coldest month of winter.
There was no warning.
A cold sword passed through the throat, and in an instant the person who spoke was dead.
Before anyone could say anything, they saw the veiled woman leaping down lightly. Without blinking, she pulled out the sword inserted into her throat, dripping with blood.
Then, with a flash of sword light, the leader of the thieves who was still holding the hostage had blood spurting out of his throat, pouring all over the face of the hostage girl.
'Boom, gurgle gurgle'
The head was separated, and the expression on the head remained in shock. It fell from the neck and rolled to the door, where it was stopped by the threshold.
Silence fell.
Who made the sound of peeing pants?
No one expected that the veiled woman would attack so neatly and ruthlessly, and she didn't even care about her fellow hostage.
The hostage girl's legs were weak and she fell to the ground. Her face was filled with horror and she didn't know who she was targeting. She crawled to the side on her hands and knees and vomited. Blood was poured all over her face, and some of it went into her mouth.
Two people died at once. One of them was the eldest brother. He probably couldn't run away. He could only shout on the spot, "Ju, Ju Ling Sect, will not let you go. None of you can even think of getting out of here!"
"Wait." The voice was like cold winter snow, piercing the heart, "Wanhuang Sect Leng Ningchi is waiting for Wang Ren to come in person."
