Predecessors all over the world

Three years passed in a blink of an eye.

Xiao Lihua indeed issued a reward in Nanzhou, seeking Yin Miaomiao's traces at a high price, causing countless storms. The monks from the fourteen continents have seen the "style" of the descendants of the gods. However, Yin Miaomiao seems to have disappeared.

It seemed that there was nowhere to be seen. There were many monks who were left to admire and sigh.

However, as the mackerel fantasy gradually improved, people's attention gradually shifted to the secret realm.

Wanshui Pavilion rebuilt the original Yihai Pavilion and named Guanjing Island. Although it was rebuilt, it was more gorgeous and exquisite than the past, and was ready to receive all the forces participating in the competition here.

In early August, the mackerel illusion towers in the water have condensed into 99%, and only the strange flowers on the roof of the main hall have not yet taken shape. It is said that when the petals condense, the whole flower will be in the moment when the bright moon is full, and the whole flower will be in

Blooming under the moon, blending the illusory secret realm with the moonlight, opening the barrier, allowing people to enter and explore.

So, this Mid-Autumn Festival banquet has a very nice name, the beggar and the full moon night.

Qiao Ping "wandered" in Nanzhou for several years and felt that the embarrassment of failure of confession had almost been resolved. She was also worried that Xiao Lihua would make trouble, so she quietly went to the island with Feiying.

The area of ​​Guanjing Island has expanded three times larger than before. A continuous group of palaces has been built, decorated with strange flowers and plants, and is dotted with hot springs and snow-capped mountains. The scenery is not like that of Nanzhou, but like it is in Zhongzhou.

"Tsk tsk, this is a warning to the demon cultivator." Feiying said exaggeratedly, "Build tall buildings on the sea and artificial snow in summer, just convince me if I don't."

Qiao Ping was full of thoughts and also made him laugh: "Speak quietly, you may not be sure that he has arrived."

"What are you afraid of? I'm not wrong."

"It will be troublesome to cause a commotion and be noticed by Xiao Lihua."

Feiying's scalp was numb and timid. The two of them quietly found a secluded corner to live in and began to inquire about the news, but the result was uneasy. Although Xiao Lihua made the peace in Nanzhou, she miraculously did nothing irreversible.

The major events are still within the tolerance of the big guys.

In the past, they would be relieved and feel that she might have grown. However, the situation is completely opposite. Since she has traveled thousands of miles to Nanzhou, she is obviously hating her to the extreme, but she can advance and retreat in moderation (relatively speaking), which is completely inconsistent with her.

The only explanation for her style is that her goal is very clear and she will never give up until she achieves her goal, which is completely different from the impulse and behavior of venting her anger in the past.

This is undoubtedly more dangerous.

Their feelings soon came true. Several elite disciples of Chongxiao Sect received attacks from unknown people on their way to Guanjing Island and were collectively injured. Although they had no worries about their lives, if they wanted to enter the illusion, it would be extremely dangerous.

Few people have considered giving up participating.

"She is cutting off Su Wei's helper." Qiao Ping said softly, "It's not right for Xiao Lihua."

Feiying immediately thought of what Mu Tianguang said before he went into seclusion: People of his classmates may not be credible.

Suddenly, he was shivering.

In the courtyard of the disciples of Chongxiao Sect, Fu Yu was boiling medicine. The smell of herbs was mixed in the pot and merged into an indescribable smell.

"How many people have you injured?" someone suddenly asked behind his back.

Fu Yu was stunned for a moment and turned around and said, "Eight."

"So much." She turned her head and thought, "It seems that the puppet has moved."

Transforming gods can disperse his power to the body, and there is part of his power in the puppet refined by Changyang Daojun. Not to mention dealing with a few golden elixir monks, even if you fight with the Nascent Soul, it is no problem.

This time, Xiao Lihua hid behind the scenes and took action quickly and accurately. Even if everyone knew that it was her who did it, there was no evidence to blame him. Moreover, if no one was killed, the Lord You Pavilion would probably pretend to be deaf and dumb.

"Senior Sister..." Fu Yu frowned worriedly.

"Don't worry." Yin Miaomiao knew in his heart that he was facing a life-and-death crisis, but he showed a very relaxed look. "Good and misfortune depend on each other. This time, it may not be a bad thing to not go."

Fu Yu wanted to say something, but she didn't have time to listen and asked, "Where is Ye Zhou? I have something to look for him."

“In the house.”

She nodded, and her figure disappeared in a flash.

Ye Zhou was refining elixirs in the house. When he suddenly saw her appear, he blurted out: "Why are senior sister coming here at this time? It's too dangerous."

"Are you okay?" she asked replies without answering.

Ye Zhou paused for a moment and said, "Ming Jin invited me to take their boat, I, I'm fine."

Yin Miaomiao couldn't help but shake his head and sighed, "The rafters are decayed first. You have to have something to do, do you know?"

"She just wanted us not to enter the illusion." Ye Zhou didn't want her to go to the danger alone, and took the righteousness that she could not make mistakes. "If she really wanted her, how could Chongxiao Sect have the face?"

Yin Miaomiao thought that he had specially asked him for illusion before, thinking that he was very eager to enter the illusion, and thought, "If you really want to go, I can't stop you. Fu Yu looked at him and wanted to stay. I'll find him."

Ye Zhou then realized that she had something to ask for, and paused a little: "Senior sister... what are the instructions?"

"Secret." She smiled.

Ye Zhou was uneasy, but he didn't know how to ask - what qualifications did he have to ask? He had to say, "Senior sister's injury is better? Let's ask Fu Yu to come and have a look."

"No need, it's hard to drink medicine in one or two days." Yin Miaomiao curled his lips, "If you really have the heart, I want to trouble you if you have something."

"Sister sister, just say it."

She said, "Let's stay in your room for two days, and you can squeeze with Fuyu."

Ye Zhou knew that she did not want to reveal her whereabouts, so he immediately agreed: "Fuyu has been around. I have been there for too long to be suspicious. If my senior sister doesn't mind, I will live in my ear room."

“Okay.”

The last two days passed. At noon on the fifteenth day, Yin Miaomiao called Fu Yu and handed him a heavy jade box, and said concisely: "I have something wrong with me, give this to my senior brother."

Fu Yu never expected that she was giving her last words, and suddenly changed color: "Why did senior sister say this?"

Yin Miaomiao did not answer and waved his hand and said, "Go out, take good care of others. I'm going to change my clothes."

Ye Zhou and Fu Yu wanted to say something else, but they were choked by her last words. As junior brothers, they couldn't watch their senior sister change their clothes, so they had to say "Senior sister thinks twice" and leave uneasy.

However, this was already the result of Yin Miaomiao's careful consideration.

Xiao Lihua came with murderous intent, and did not hesitate to hurt the innocent and hinder the future of other disciples. Then, she must make a break with her both public and private.

Feng Lin has returned home, and the sect has Gu Qiushui and Bai Yishen. Many of her ideas that she had not yet taken action were sealed in the secret compartment of Lingxu Pavilion... There is nothing to worry about.

She can fight with her calmly.

On the fifteenth of August, the afterglow in the west is faint.

Before the sky was dark, countless lanterns were lit on Guanjing Island. The bright candlelight forced the steps of the night to shine the entire island as if it were daytime.

Because they want to compete with the demon cultivator, Wanshui Pavilion takes a solemn route, and all major sects have areas that have been divided in advance. Unless they do not want to reveal their identity, they must stand according to the sect and sit in an orderly manner.

Qiao Ping and Feiying arrived and found that the three major sects were quite far apart, especially Chongxiao Sect and Guiyuan Sect. One was in the east and the other was in the west, not mentioning the Wanshui Pavilion and the seven major sects.

If there is a dispute between Qushui Bridge, peony and vines, it will have to be watched as a show for the collective monks of the fourteen continents.

Xiao Lihua arrived early, and saw this arrangement and smiled sarcastically: "It's really a terrible, it's hard, it's heart."

"That's right, who are you guarding against?" The followers rushed forward and shouted, "Wanshui Pavilion is too much."

He also hugged his thighs and had a little brain, so he changed his words: "Why do you have to get angry? That person has always been afraid of you, so he told Wanshui Pavilion to make such arrangements, but in this way, he was inferior.

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"Yes, that fairy Su Wei must be afraid. She was hiding in the quilt and biting her handkerchief and crying."

"I think such a woman with aphrodisiacs is hiding in a man's arms and crying."

"Yes, I don't know how many people I slept with, so I arranged the location so far."

The more they said, the more ugly they became. Li Xintong had a bad temper and could not bear it anymore. She scolded: "Dogs can't spit out ivory, so shut up!"

Xiao Lihua floated over her eyes: "Does Junior Sister Li think it's wrong?"

The rules of the same sects being killed are only useful in the sect. When they leave the master, life and death are determined by fate. Ran Xiang heard the threat in her words and pulled Li Xintong hard: "Senior sister means that in full view of everyone,

It’s better not to give someone a handle.”

"Oh, do you want to teach me?" Ran Xiang has a gentle temperament and a beautiful belly. She is somewhat similar to Yin Miaomiao's. Xiao Lihua even dislikes her, "Do you want me to be your master?"

Ran Xiang shut up instantly.

Feiying couldn't bear it anymore and went back to irony: "Are you finished? Stop being funny, I know who embarrassed the sect?"

"Don't think I dare not touch you." Xiao Lihua looked at him coldly, "Zhao Yuanshan has not become the leader yet."

"You haven't become the head of the sect yet." Fei Ying did not let him go.

The two were in a stalemate, and the dog legs No. 1's eyes lit up and he shouted, "Fairy Xiao, she seems to be here."

Everyone looked at the other end, and then they all showed surprise expressions. The female cultivators of Danxin Sect, who were closer to them, all asked similar questions: "Oh, what are she wearing?"

In any grand and solemn occasion, Yin Miaomiao has always paid attention to dressing. Today, not only the disciples of major sects are here, but the four major demon cultivators in Nanzhou will also appear, so naturally they should be more cautious.

She had considered the most difficult-to-make dignified and gorgeous route, but without the beauty of the Lord of Huangyue Valley Nian Nujiao, she changed to a beautiful and gentle color. However, if the chief disciple dressed too well, it would be easy for people to forget it.

She represents the three major sects, so she thought about it and decided to be bold.

What she wore on the outermost part today was the landscape cloak of the chief disciple of Chongxiao Sect. This was the outer cloak developed from the trousers, with a double neck, straight collar, and large sleeves. The color was very similar to "Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains", and the warmth was in the midst of the warmth.

The vastness of the beautiful mountains and rivers is hidden, which balances the color and momentum well.

Under the cloak, you can only see the sun-green green with branches wrapped in branches, and some flowers are vaguely embroidered. What’s noticeable is that she is wearing a horse-faced skirt, a fairy skirt, or a moon-wall skirt, but

It's pants.

Pants.

Are there pants in the cultivation world? Yes, but unlike pants in modern society, the earliest pants were called shin clothes, which were literally translated as clothes for the calf, so you can imagine that they were actually two pants, and tied with a tie.

On the waist, used to keep warm.

Later, the times gradually developed and gradually became another style, with the front and the waist, and the crotch was opened at the back, commonly known as... the crotch pants (not). Or it became knee pants, that is, two pants tied to the legs.

, hiding under the skirt, occasionally revealing a trace of twig while walking, it is considered a charm.

This is the situation in the mortal world. The monks are not afraid of the cold, and for the sake of convenience of movement, pants are basically extinct in the world of cultivation - oh, I almost forgot that in fact, the tulle is made in the Ding Tower or Yuan Tower.

(open crotch) pants, use this as a pleasure.

Yin Miaomiao used to be unable to wear underwear here, so she bought such pants. After modification, she wore them as underwear. It was light and breathable, which was not bad.

Of course, the pants she wore today were naturally not this kind of indecent style, but a very modern wide-leg pants. The pants were divided into two layers, and the outer layer was elegant and light goose yellow, which was very colored with the overall tone.

Match, but the inner layer is very bright vermilion red.

The outer trouser legs are split on both sides and are not sewn. When the wind blows, the goose yellow silk will flutter with the wind, revealing the delicate touch below, as if it is a lotus flower on the clear wave, and it is indescribable.

The beautiful and charming person.

When walking, the wide trouser legs are flowing and agile, which is not inferior to the skirt. However, their chic and calmness are not available to the skirt.

In short, it’s so beautiful that it’s so handsome. 166 Reading Network