Chapter Ninety-One: Lord of Lingqi Mountain
Ji Mo Ze is wearing a light cyan gauze today, and his thick black hair is tied up high, fixed with a white jade hairpin. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info he smiled brightly, looking refreshing and cheerful, fresh and natural.
His smile was friendly, full of sunshine, and full of vitality, even Xuanyuan Mingyue, who had no good impression of him, couldn't bear to be cold to him, so he smiled politely at him.
Seeing that Xuanyuan Mingyue's attitude towards him was not as cold as before, Ji Mo Ze was happy in his heart, and said with a hearty smile: "Mingyue stayed in Jimo Mansion for less than two days before and left in a hurry. There are a lot of beautiful scenery in our Lingbai Mountain that you have not seen, you must go back to see it, and when the time comes, I will entertain you well. ”
Thinking of following the Taiwei Immortal Master to practice alchemy, it is indispensable to go to Lingbai Mountain in the future, thinking of this, Xuanyuan Mingyue smiled and said, "Then thank you first." ”
As he was talking, a young man in a black embroidered gold brocade robe squeezed into the middle of the two.
Seeing this black-robed young man, a trace of displeasure flashed on Mo Ze's face, and he said indifferently: "It turned out to be Wu Zheng from the Wu Mansion, but I didn't expect you to come too." ”
Ignoring Ji Mo Ze's cold words, the black-robed young man looked at Xuanyuan Mingyue with interest, but punched Ji Mo Ze's arm and laughed: "Okay, you kid." Don't go to find those famous ladies, but laugh with the little family Jade here," looked at Xuanyuan Mingyue with an ambiguous expression, and his mouth became more and more open-mouthed: "This little girl looks good, it's really the best." It's not bad to be a concubine for a famous family like us. ”
After hearing the words of the black-robed young man, Mo Ze's face changed, and he shook off the hand he put on his shoulder, and said with a cold expression: "Your style really surprises me, we have never been friends." Before I turn my face with you, apologize to Mingyue. ”
For the ridicule of the black-robed young man, Xuanyuan Mingyue didn't care, the road to cultivating immortals was long, maybe after a hundred years, these clamoring people would be the first to return to dust, but he responded indifferently: "Why does this son want to idle in front of my small family, take this opportunity to find the famous family in your mouth quickly, and find a good family for yourself." ”
Xuanyuan Mingyue's words completely made the black-robed young man angry, she said that she was a dignified man like a woman to be married, but she responded to what she said before, but it made people unable to catch the mistake.
The black-robed boyish face was pale, and at this moment, Song Xin'er, the daughter of the Song Mansion, the head of the Eight Great Families, stood up, walked to Xuanyuan Mingyue's side with a steady and firm step, but "accidentally" bumped into the black-robed young man and said: "I don't dare to say that I am a famous lady, presumably we are a small family, Wu Zheng and Wu Dagongzi can't look down on it, and our Song Mansion will not climb high." As she spoke, Song Xin'er looked at Xuanyuan Mingyue with a smile and said, "Girl, my name is Song Xin'er, can I sit down and have a cup of tea together?" ”
The girl in front of her was arrogant but upright, quite a big family, Xuanyuan Mingyue had a good impression of her, and smiled: "It's an honor." ”
More than a dozen young men and women in the pavilion are all from the Eight Great Immortal Cultivators, although they also have their own selfish intentions, but this time it is indeed Wu Zheng who is too much. Although there are scum among the children of the family, after all, they are the successors cultivated by the family that attaches importance to upbringing, and most of them have good character.
Xu was attracted by the sound of Xuanyuan Mingyue and Song Xin'er laughing from time to time, or gave Wu Zheng an attitude, they all sat near Xuanyuan Mingyue and Song Xin'er, and gradually joined their chat. After a while, laughter filled the entire pavilion, and everyone was very happy, except for Wu Zheng, who was isolated by everyone.
Suddenly there was a bird's cry in the distance, the sound was bright and crisp, and it was extremely pleasant, and some of you knew it was the cry of a phoenix. The king of a hundred birds, that is not something that the immortal cultivator family can have, a little curious, everyone can't help but look at the sky.
I saw that the whole body was like a phoenix burning with flames, and the feather crown on its head was like a burning auspicious cloud. It is struggling to flutter its two pairs of fiery red wings, the brilliant bone line like golden sunlight, the lines on its body are finely carved, and each of its fiery feathers is like embedded with golden light, dazzling, dazzling, amazing. Its nine huge long tails like fire whips spread freely in the sky, and the tips of its tails formed colorful flames, which were extremely beautiful and convincing.
Xuanyuan Mingyue couldn't help but think of the Xuanbing Bird that was similar in appearance to the Phoenix, and felt that the Phoenix was more atmospheric, and the title of the king of birds was also well deserved.
At this time, it was pulling a floating cloud, unhurriedly flying in the direction of Lingqi Mountain, the cloud was equipped with a seat, and the gently rippling golden curtain on the seat made it impossible to see where the sitting was sacred.
"It's the Lord of Lingqi Mountain," Song Xin'er remembered what the old man in the family had told her, and said, "It's time for us to go up the mountain." ”
As soon as Song Xin'er's words fell, a waiter came to answer.
After all, everyone is an immortal cultivator, and it is not difficult to get through that moat and reach the other side of Lingqi Mountain.
More than a dozen young men and women, each showing their magical powers, threw their own flying magic weapons and flew towards the other end of the moat, but the air flow in the moat was strong, and the wind direction was strange, so it was necessary to be extremely cautious when flying.
Wu Zheng looked at Xuanyuan Mingyue and felt resentful in his heart, so he secretly cast a spell on Xuanyuan Mingyue's Huiyin Phantom Flute, wanting to give her some color to see.
Originally, it was very difficult to fly, but Xuanyuan Mingyue actually found that his Huiyin Phantom Flute suddenly turned in a different direction.
The strong air flow pulled the Huiyin Phantom Flute in a sudden direction, Xuanyuan Mingyue didn't control it, and fell from the Huiyin Phantom Flute in one fell swoop, and was swept into the moat by the air current.
Wu Zheng was dumbfounded, how could this be, he just wanted to rewhole Xuanyuan Mingyue.
Wu Zheng, who was the first to find out that the situation was wrong, quickly turned his flying magic weapon and wanted to catch Xuanyuan Mingyue. Because he was in too much of a hurry, he was also brought down by the strong air flow from his flying magic weapon, and almost fell into the moat, but was quickly pulled by the nearby Jimo Ze, so he didn't fall. The two glanced at each other, but there were other emotions.
Swish~
It was the first time I knew that the speed of the phoenix could be so fast, like a meteor falling into the sky, and when the sons and daughters of the eight great families were still in a trance, the fiery red phoenix with golden light had already come to the vicinity of Xuanyuan Mingyue.
Behind the phoenix, the man in the light cyan embroidered lotus pattern gauze elegantly lifted the curtain, grabbed Xuanyuan Mingyue's hand, and pulled her to the seat.
The man in front of him smiled elegantly but with an evil charm, seducting people's souls. Xuanyuan Mingyue's heart was suffocated, and she said with some joy: "Thank you, Zhongli." Thinking of what Song Xin'er said before, she was curious, so she asked, "You are the Lord of Lingqi Mountain?" (To be continued.) )