Predecessors all over the world

Xiang Tianya's words were beyond Yin Miaomiao's expectations. She hurriedly asked, "Where have you seen it?"

"I can't remember it very much. It must have been seen by Mo Zhou. It's been too long. I can't remember it." He frowned and thought bitterly.

Yin Miaomiao thought for a while: "Is Xie Xiaoying still in the city?" Since Meiji came from Mozhou, Xie Xiaoying chased her all the way to this place, maybe there was some clue.

But she said to Tianya: "How do I know? She wished she would never meet me again in her life. How could she tell me whereabouts?"

Feiying took a peach and chewed it, shook her head and said, "Miscellaneous fate, Miscellaneous fate."

Yin Miaomiao chuckled: "That's right, forget it, let's talk about it if you have the chance in the future."

"Good time and beautiful scenery, don't talk about such serious topics." Kong Li waved his hand and asked the maid to bring a few pots of wine, "You must have fun in your life. You should play cards and drink."

“That’s right.”

After three rounds of drinking, the atmosphere gradually became lively. Qi Panxi and Ruan Qingchou came here together. Seeing them promoting Paijiu, they couldn't help but cover their mouths and chuckled: "We are competing outside, but you are playing cards."

"Are they not satisfied with the fight?" Kong Li was ashamed, "Who are they?"

"Yang Yi and the others." Qi Panxi smiled, "Are people from Beidou Hall."

Kong Li shook his head: "I just know how to fight, I don't feel tired. Hey, are you two playing?"

Qi Panxi looked at Yin Miaomiao: "That's good."

Everyone moved their positions and joined two more people.

With two more women, the topic inevitably went to dressing up. Ruan Qingchou asked: "I don't know where the mouth fat of Su Wei was found, but the color was very different. I have never seen it before."

Under the moon in front of flowers, golden wine, wind, flowers, snow and moon are the most suitable topics. Yin Miaomiao ate the grapes of water and replied with a smile: "I will make the colors out at will."

Qi Panxi praised: "I am ashamed of my makeup as a fellow Taoist. I look at it as if I have also drawn my eyes. It looks so beautiful."

Yin Miaomiao said with a smile: "It's not as beautiful as the two of you, I'm born ordinary, so I have to spend more time."

"Fellow Taoist is joking," Qi Panxi said quietly, "This method has made us all better. Fortunately, I think I am still worth it, but now I am really ashamed."

Yin Miaomiao remained silent: "Fairy Panxi is really hidden and not exposed."

Kong Li looked at them and wondered: This love triangle is rare. In the past, two women competed for a man, so there was no jealousy. But when he saw Yin Miaomiao and Qi Panxi, he went back and forth, and he didn't even want to go to the world.

I took a look, but I didn't care at all. The two of them had a deep meaning in their words and did not give in.

What's going on? He looked at Tianya suspiciously.

He spread his hands to Tianya, indicating that he was innocent - what they said now has nothing to do with him. Qi Panxi was about to get what he wanted, but Yin Miaomiao intervened, although he did not lose.

, but he didn't win either. He lost the game, which was equivalent to losing.

He looked at Ruan Qingchou, who was silent. On the contrary, if he didn't lose, it would be a win for Yuecheng. She was the biggest winner, and she was still as weak and pitiful as she looked, so low-key that she had no sense of existence, and no one had studied it in depth.

The role played by Yuecheng and his patience are admirable.

Sixty years of feng shui will change. After five hundred years, who will be the real winner?

Even more ticking, it was late at night without realizing it.

The militants who had been having a few games in the front yard were tired and didn't know each other until they had a fight. They returned to the back garden to drink and talk, and exchanged their experiences on the battle.

Now, Yin Miaomiao and his friends can't escape the pavilion. As the top name in this Fengyun Club, some people want to compete with her. A sword cultivator from Beidou Hall came over and said, "Please compete with me again."

One game.”

"Oh, it's you." She recognized the other party. Isn't this the heavy sword monk she met in the first game. She looks very young, looks elegant, and is dressed in a strong outfit, making people look wide on their shoulders and waist.

Narrow, long legs and buttocks.

The other party hugged his fists: "In Xiaguanyang, I would like to ask fellow Taoists to give me some advice."

"Please give me some advice?" She put down the wine bottle and smiled happily, "Come here."

Guan Yang strode forward.

Yin Miaomiao waved and signaled him to get closer.

Guan Yang hesitated for a while and took a few more steps forward: "Fellow Daoist?"

Yin Miaomiao smiled and waved again.

Guan Yang walked straight to her, keeping alert and bulging muscles to prevent her from taking action suddenly.

Yin Miaomiao held back her smile, bent her fingers and moved her next move, signaling him to squat down: "It's very tiring to raise your head and speak."

When Guan Yang saw Zhucui on her head, he suddenly realized and half knelt down: "Fellow Daoist, you can fight me again."

The two of them had a smooth vision.

Yin Miaomiao changed his posture and Zhi Yi looked at him: "You're not convinced?"

"No." Guan Yang argued. He was a little dissatisfied when he lost. Later, he saw that she beat Du Yueque and had nothing to say. When it came to now, he just wanted to talk again.

She chuckled softly: "Why? There must be a reason."

"Because you are the number one." Guan Yang spoke straight and did not hide at all. "I just want to fight you again, just say you agree or not."

Yin Miaomiao said slowly: "My injury in the game yesterday has not healed yet. I was dressed heavily. Is it a bit embarrassing for me?"

Guan Yang cannot hide his loss.

"We'll have a few tricks to play, okay?" she asked with a smile.

Guan Yang thought about it, it was better than returning in vain, so he agreed: "Okay, how do you compare?"

"Don't move the lower plate." Yin Miaomiao smiled slightly, and his fingertips smeared over his lips, and a little reddish, "If you get it, even if you lose."

"good!"

Before Guan Yang finished speaking, he saw her pointing and attacking. He turned his head to avoid it, but his right shoulder caught fire and blocked the retreat. He wanted to use the heavy sword, but found that the narrow space could not be used. Fortunately, his waist strength was strong.

Outstanding, the body leaned back, perfectly avoiding these two moves.

When she stopped, a carp thrust and straightened up, stretched out her hand to pinch her arms. The two of them got closer, Yin Miaomiao was wearing a big-sleeved jacket. He put his arms together and controlled her from the outside to the inside.

hands.

Unfortunately, he forgot that as such, his hands were also restrained.

Yin Miaomiao smiled, leaned down, turned his neck slightly, the lantern earrings shaking, and the red lips fell on his cheek, leaving a cherry mark.

Guan Yang: "!!!"

Onlookers: "Tsk tsk!" This kid is so lucky!

Yin Miaomiao pulled back his hand, held the pot and poured wine, and smiled and said, "You lost."

Guan Yang stammered and couldn't speak: "You, you..."

"I'm not convinced?" she smiled.

Guan Yang raised his head, the moon was bright, the candle was shining brightly, her face was like the moon painted smoke, unparalleled, the mouth fat on his lips was smudged by the kiss, slightly moist and red, which made him suddenly remember his face just now

On soft touch.

In an instant, blood and energy surged on his face. He couldn't speak. He stammered for a long time and said, "I lost." After that, he stood up in a mess and disappeared in a panic.

"Hehe." Qi Panxi smiled, "Friends in Taoism."

She could see that Yin Miaomiao not only came from a famous family, but also had a good master and a good senior brother. She also had outstanding strength and extraordinary wisdom, but also used to playing with the wind and misfortune, which was very different from ordinary female cultivators of famous families.

There are mountains outside the mountain, and there are people outside the mountain.

She had to admit that she was inferior.

Such people cannot be friends with them, or at least they cannot be enemies with them.

Yin Miaomiao smiled and said, "Fellow Taoist always praises me today. I'm sorry, I'm so proud of you."

"please."

The two of them had a glass of wine, and they could only smile and eliminate their grudges.

"I'll go get some breath." Yin Miaomiao finished drinking, and didn't want to be grabbed and discussed anymore, so he simply left the venue and rested, "You guys continue."

Xiang Tianya saw Shui Youran walking towards here, his scalp was numb, and he said hurriedly: "Together together."

Unfortunately it's too late.

Shui Youran reached out to stop him and said coldly: "Fellow up, fellow Taoist."

Yin Miaomiao carried a pot of wine and laughed: "You can escape the first day of the lunar month and the fifteenth day of the year. I wish you good luck."

Xiang Tianya pretended to be drunk: "What do you want to do?"

Shui Youran said without hesitation: "Compet with you another match."

In order to avoid the crowd, Yin Miaomiao specially chose a secluded and desolate path, turned around, passed through the bamboo forest, and saw a water pavilion.

This place is remote and few people come. The carved railings of the water pavilion are old and dim, the vermilion paint is a little peeling, and there are spider webs in the corners of the wall. Large patches of duckweed float in the pool facing each other, with round leaves overlapping, and lush green. At first sight

Lower, my eyes felt cold.

Yin Miaomiao drank a lot of wine and felt that the coolness was just right here, so she walked to the railing and sat down, unbuttoned the buttons of her coat, took off her coat and tied it aside.

The cool breeze wrinkled the water surface, and the strands of hair fell down, and were tickled on the neck by the wind, which was extremely itchy. Yin Miaomiao simply took off his hair and distracted, allowing the pine black hair to gradually tilt down.

Only one step left was shaking and shaking, not letting a lot of hair scatter.

She was leisurely and comfortable, but Mu Tianguang, who was sitting on the top of the water pavilion, hesitated. He couldn't think of whether to leave or stay. He was afraid of disturbing her when he left, so he was a little weird and he couldn't help but wander.

After a while, she saw her lying on the railing for a long time, as if she was drunk, and then she fell quietly to the ground. Just as she was about to leave, she remembered the things she had helped her before, and hesitated for a while, waved her sleeves and spiritual power.

Bring up her clothes and fell on her shoulders.

He felt relieved, and how could she suddenly say, "It's so hot." As he said that, he pulled off his clothes and threw them away, leaning against the railing, "Why are you hiding here alone?"

Mu Tian paused.

"You all hide well, which made me pestered by them and insisted on competing with each other." She hooked up the wine pot and drank directly at the mouth of the pot. The crystal wine turned into a thin line and fell into her mouth, splashing it

My clothes were slightly wet, "I'm lucky enough to beat you, but I've caused a lot of trouble."

Mu Tianguang said, "I am not as good as you." After pausing for a while, he whispered, "Sorry."

This apology came inexplicably, Yin Miaomiao asked in surprise: "What?"

"On the day of the game." He said concisely.

Yin Miaomiao understood and couldn't help but want to laugh. He thought four words could be tacitly understood. How could an apology be like this?

"What happened on the day of the game?" She pretended to be confused.

Mu Tianguang stopped and after a long time, he said, "I didn't mean it."

"What the hell are you talking about?" She pretended to be inexplicable.

But Mu Tianguang really couldn't say what happened later, especially Yin Miaomiao was now facing him, and his upper body was wearing a short shirt with a cross-collar collar, and the collar was scattered. It was hanging into a double-breasted look, showing the begonia red master's waist inside.

.There is a button on the front of the waist and chest, but hers is a tie, and the thin red thread is tied into knots. It is not tightly sealed, revealing a snow-white complexion.

Her arms were each supported by each other, and her waist was tightened. The jade ball could be vaguely attached to each other, with deep ravines and greasy as greasy as cream.

He turned his eyes away, and he couldn't say anything.