Jiuze took the distribution map of Luoxia Garden and wandered around a dense forest, fishing for many precious elixirs that were rarely seen in the outside world.
After all these days in Luoxia Garden, this is the most relaxing time for Jiuze. If he wasn't afraid that Huanmi would think she was getting carried away, Jiuze would really have planned to hum a few of his favorite songs.
Just as he was about to change places, he heard a loud noise that shook the ground beneath his feet.
Jiu Ze raised his head, and the voice sounded like it was coming from the north.
Not knowing what happened, Jiuze began to think about whether he should go back to the main cave to ask. As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, someone lifted him up by his shoulders, and the next moment he was thrown onto a piece of red silk.
On the red cicada, which is as thin and bright as cicada wings, stands Huanmi.
"Senior?" Jiuze looked at Huanmi, stood up and asked, "Where are you going?"
"Something happened in the north, you come with me to take a look, and then leave." Huanmi stepped on the red silk and walked against the wind, flying over most of the mountains in the blink of an eye.
"What about Luoxia Garden?" Jiuze was a little confused. She had seen the drawings. If her judgment was correct, the location where the sound came from was indeed to the north of Luoxia Garden, but it was not within the scope of Luoxia Garden.
"It's still somewhat involved." Huanmi answered after a while.
Just as Jiu Ze was about to ask again, the red silk was already floating on a wide stretch of water.
Looking at a light spot not far away, Jiuze suddenly realized that the location of this boundary should be in the direction of Lingxiao Palace where Fifth Senior Sister and Sixth Senior Brother were going.
"Senior, is that place down there the Lingxiao Palace?" Jiuze asked, pointing to the bright spot.
Huanmi glanced at Jiuze, and just as he was about to speak, he heard a chuckle coming from under his feet. Before the short laughter fell, the source of the sound had already changed its direction.
Jiuze looked forward.
There was a man standing there, his golden robes shining in the sun, his face covered with a black mask, only his blue eyes exposed.
"The little girl is right, this is my Lingxiao Palace." Lord Lingxiao spoke softly, then looked at Huanmi, his voice became flat and distant: "Huanmi, what are you doing here?"
"Xiao Ling'er," Huanmi said delicately, but was interrupted sharply by Lord Lingxiao.
"Shut up!" When Lord Ling Xiao spoke, Jiuze could clearly see the veins on his neck, as if he lost control because of the name.
Huanmi waved his hand and said: "If you don't scream, you won't scream. I call you Fuqing. Is that okay? I remember that this is your real name."
The Lord of Lingxiao shook his robe and said loudly: "I am here to fly to the sky!"
Huanmi chuckled lightly.
"If you have nothing to do, please come back quickly. You can't live without someone in Luoxia Garden." Futian didn't seem to intend to have a stalemate with Huanmi.
Huanmi chuckled again: "Do you think I am just idle? I am not interested in what happened to your waterside pavilion, but if it affects the main house of Luoxia, I can't just sit back and ignore it."
"What, the big housekeeper of Luoxia Garden, wants to come to my Lingxiao Palace to cause trouble?" Futian waved his sleeves, and the strong wind almost blew away the red silk from Jiuze.
Huanmi frowned and stretched out his hand to gently press on Jiuze's head. Jiuze felt a warm current coming up and down, lifting her up, as if she was nailed to red silk, but she didn't feel uncomfortable.
There seems to be a faint warming effect in the sea of consciousness.
So Jiu Ze quietly stayed aside and acted as a wooden stake.
"Lingxiao Palace," Huanmi sneered, "You will give yourself some face, and I will not argue with you. Considering the relationship between the former sisters, I would like to remind you not to cross the line in anything, otherwise, I will
You will never be as kind as you are today. In addition, I need to inspect your waterside pavilion to prevent you from making trouble again and damaging the foundation of my Luoxia."
Jiu Ze was confused, sister? But the voice of Lord Ling Xiao clearly sounded like that of a man.
But she didn't dare to ask, she just watched quietly.
Then Futian snorted coldly and said with a sneer, "Huanmi, remember, the one who was your sister was that ignorant little girl Qing Ling back then, not me, and I don't have any friendship with you at all.
.Furthermore, what do you think you are? You are just the watchdog next door, and you want to run wild in my Luoxia Garden. You have been a ghost for thousands of years, how can you still dream?"
After Futian finished speaking, he leaned forward slightly, his movement full of provocation, and then he laughed wildly, extremely arrogantly.
Jiuze glanced at Huanmi secretly, but found that she was not angry at all, she just covered her mouth and smiled coquettishly.
"I am really not used to you being so sharp-tongued. Think about how practical you were back then. You were willing to be a spiritual pet for him and stay by his side every day. You even disliked the unpleasantness of your name and insisted on changing it to Qingling.
It is said that it is connected with Fuqing and is more smart and gentle. You were still the cutest back then."
As Huanmi said this, Futian had already slapped him with his palm, trying to interrupt Huanmi's words. Unexpectedly, the front end of the red silk under Huanmi's feet suddenly extended upwards, forming a thin and clear shield in front of Huanmi like haze.
Barrage, blocking Futian's palm.
There was a huge black palm print on top of that "smoke".
Huan Mi was not damaged at all, not even a hair moved.
The moment the red silk fell again, Huanmi flew up, using his palm as a shield and his fingers as a sword, and instantly attacked Futian.
The blue eyes behind the mask flashed, Futian sneered, and he also flew up, high-fiving his hands, pointing his fingers at each other, and had a head-on confrontation with Kanmi.
The sword energy condensed from the fingertips of the two people exchanged in the air, and the strong wind pushed out from their palms also collided in one place at the same time.
A "rumbling" sound exploded in the air, and the strong air flow reversed and blew violently across Jiuze. Although with the blessing of Huanmi's magic power, Jiuze's body was still as stable as a mountain on the red silk, but his long hair was blown away by the strong wind and fell backwards.
Flying upside down as if being uprooted.
The burst of air dispersed, and Jiuze saw Huanmi and Futian standing opposite each other, with about ten steps between them.
"Huanmi, do you think that even a lonely ghost like you can become my opponent? Your body has been destroyed and your soul has been rebuilt. You are no longer the proud and unparalleled girl you were back then."
Huanmi responded with a sweet smile: "So what, I am a lonely ghost who can still fight with you. It seems that you have sucked up his cultivation, and that's all."
"Are you really looking for death?" His blue eyes narrowed and a fierce light burst out.
Huanmi tilted his head, "I think so too, but you haven't made any progress in all these years."
"What can I do to satisfy my wish to die?"
On the face behind the mask, one corner of Futian's mouth was raised, and a bloodthirsty light flashed in his blue eyes.
"It's not my fault. I will try my best to fulfill your wish today."
Futian looked directly into Huanmi's eyes when he spoke, with a smile in his voice: "It's not a waste of time for you and me to get to know each other."