Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Is it time to eat moon cakes?
Under the bright moonlight, Qiran sat lazily on the recliner, biting into the mooncakes that her mother had prepared for her.
A black figure immediately descended in front of Qiran. He said respectfully: "Master, the time has come."
Qiran saw him and said in surprise: "Yeyao, why is it you?"
That's right, the person who appears now is Xi Yeyao, the legendary Iron Wolf.
Ye Yao said nonchalantly: "Because no one else knows you, the Pavilion Master, so the Pavilion Master specially asked me to pick you up."
"Oh, let's go then." Qi Ran packed up a few clothes and was about to leave when he saw the paper and ink on the table. Qi Ran smiled, elegantly picked up the pen and wrote a few words on the paper.
Line characters.
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"Today's night is really not peaceful." Habitually, Hua Yikui raised his head and looked at the sky. The moon was round and bright. Ordinary people would not notice anything when they saw it. Only astrologers would know the wheel of fate.
It's already started.
"Hua Yikui, after all these years, your astrology skills haven't deteriorated yet?" Feng Jue Lao sat on a branch of a tree and looked at Hua Yikui with a smile. This smile made people very embarrassed.
Hua Yikui rolled his eyes at him lazily and said coldly: "Feng Jue, when did I allow you to come to my Wind Soul Palace?"
Feng Jue jumped down from the tree and said in an "amiable" manner: "Hua Yikui, when we got married, didn't you tell me personally: What's yours is mine, and what's mine is yours?"
Meaning: This is also his Wind Soul Palace!
Hua Yikui smiled sinisterly, turned around, and walked slowly towards the door.
Feng Jue quickly shouted: "Hua Yikui, what are you doing?"
"Go and burn Canye Palace." Hua Yikui said quietly.
Old man Feng Jue tilted his center of gravity and almost fell down: "Why did you burn my Canye Palace? I didn't say I would burn it for you!"
Hua Yikui rolled his eyes at him and said in a conspiratorial tone: "Didn't you say when we got married: What's yours is mine? Now, if I want to burn down my Canye Palace, what does it have to do with you?"
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The moon is really round.
"Master Qi Ran, the master came to pick you up in person despite his busy schedule." Xi Yeyao showed an envious look.
Qiran smiled lightly, with a hint of provocation in her beautiful eyes: "What? Are you afraid that I will regret it?"
The Pavilion Master did not refute her words.
"The master of the Vermillion Bird Hall looks very carefree?"
"Who is the master of Suzaku Hall?" Qiran asked doubtfully.
"It's you, the hall master." Ye Yao said respectfully.
Qiran regretted it, really regretted it. She curled her lips in disgust: "I said I was the master of the hall, but I didn't say I wanted to be the master of the Suzaku Hall. It makes me sound like a bird. It's so unpleasant."
The pavilion master ignored her words, hugged Qiran, and used Qinggong to fly deep into the woods.
"Hey, hey, is Zhaomu Country far away from Jueying Pavilion?" Qi Ran asked him quickly when he saw that he was easily lifted up.
"Very close." He answered the question briefly.
Hearing his words, Qi Ran was relieved. Looking at his masked profile, Qi Ran muttered in a low voice: "You are obviously the master of the pavilion, why are you so leisurely?"
"..." The master of Jueying Pavilion looked helplessly at the little girl in his arms and sighed. He just flew away, walked, and flew along the way, and he arrived at Jueying Pavilion in less than a day.